let loose

Song Mian needs no introduction, everyone knows him.He casually wrote his name on the blackboard and went down.

"You write this character with an attitude, and you can see stubbornness and persistence from the shape of the characters." Chu Xiaonan said after he sat back in his seat.

There were two crooked words crawling on the blackboard, Song and Mian were far apart, like two little earthworms burrowing into the soil.

Every classmate Chu Xiaonan who spoke on stage would make a joke like this to enliven the atmosphere in the class, but this time no one dared to laugh, and even the applause seemed very stiff.

"Mian's Song style, that's it." Song Mian said.

I introduced myself to Jiang Zhou.Song Mian half-supported her head, looking at his tall back walking neatly,

Want to whistle again.

Huh - handsome!

It's no secret that Jiang Zhou got the first place in the city exam last semester. He scored more than 1000 points in nine subjects. It was reported on the local news. It was hung on the forum for three days.

No. [-] middle school is full of top students, those who study hard, have similar grades, no one is particularly outstanding, everyone is equally excellent.But Jiang Zhou was different. Although he was only at the end of the first semester of high school, he was also the one who got full marks in four subjects.

In the afternoon, the students gathered around him to ask for advice on how to study, but they didn't get any response when they flattered him, and they didn't hear him speak.All of them held their heads up and stared at him intently.

The classroom was quiet for nearly half a minute before Jiang Zhou moved his lips and said indifferently: "My name is Jiang Zhou."

The voice is clear and clear, like a silk string.

Jiang Zhou stepped down after finishing speaking. The four words were simple and rude.

clap clap-

Jiang Zhou's facial features are excellent, and his grades are even more outstanding. Out of blind worship of the god of learning, even if the god of learning is arrogant and unsmiling, and his aura seems to be condensed with eight feet of ice, the students still remain enthusiastic and applaud like thunder.

"Cool." Song Mian gave a thumbs up, and Jiang Zhou who rushed down raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Zhou glanced at the man with a hippie smile and sat down.

It's not that she didn't realize that Song Mian's attitude towards him was completely different from that of other people.

He is not stupid, the students in the class are obviously afraid of Song Mian, this can be seen from the attitude of those people towards him after Song Mian entered the classroom.

Jiang Zhou was watching, wanting to see what Song Mian was going to do.

"The new semester has a new atmosphere. When school starts, don't be lazy like you are at home. Take care of yourself and return to your books to study. You should focus on studying now."

According to the procedure, Chu Xiaonan started the new semester homeroom teacher's brainwashing and chanting: "Friday, the second grade group has a basic test, and the liberal arts class, language and mathematics, politics, history and geography, take the test of six subjects."

"Ah... why is there still an exam?" As soon as they heard that the exam was coming, the students wailed again and again, dozens of heads were stunned.

"The test is not difficult, and the questions are simple. The school is afraid that you will go crazy on vacation and forget all your knowledge when you come back. The classrooms are arranged according to the final grades of the previous semester. The liberal arts class is behind the science class, and the examination room after class [-] is liberal arts. There are still a few days left, try to review and review again."

"Is there a single table for one person during the exam?" Lin Pingping asked, raising his hand.

"What do you think?" Chu Xiaonan looked at him.

After tidying up the messy papers on the lecture table, he said, "Song Mian collects the homework for the summer vacation and carries it to my office tomorrow morning. Classmate Jiang Zhou will come to my office tomorrow morning."

Talking and walking to the door: "You can arrange your own time later, and review more for Friday's exam."

As soon as Chu Xiaonan left, the class immediately exploded, and everyone gathered together to discuss:

"Ah! There is an exam again, why do I feel that our school is taking exams every day!"

"This time only six subjects are tested. I think the questions will definitely not be easy. Most of the time, the school is trying to see whether we are suitable for literature or science. It is just the beginning, and we can change classes if we feel that we are not suitable."

Song Mian squeezed a ball of paper and threw it on Zheng Qiran's desk. Zheng Qiran opened the paper ball, and after receiving Song Mian's signal, he grinned and gestured OK to Song Mian.

He cleared his throat, got up and howled: "Be conscious and hand over your homework to the podium, and pass it from the back row to the front."

The classroom is very noisy.

Song Mian lay on the table looking at Jiang Zhou, who was sitting upright reading a book.Song Mian had just read it when Jiang Zhou was on stage. The real name was a string of characters he couldn't understand, and he guessed it was Russian from the way the characters were twisted.

Um.A sophomore in high school, when his classmates were anxious about the upcoming exams, this person was calm and calmly flipping through the books he couldn't understand at the same table.Song Mian finally had the feeling that the handsome guy next to him was a master of mathematics with perfect scores.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" He tapped the back of Jiang Zhou's hand.

The boy's hands are white and clean, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, slightly bruised veins on the back of the hands, and especially delicate skin.

Jiang Zhou withdrew his hand calmly and glanced at him: "What are you in a hurry for?"

"Examinations, you were in Shengguang, right? It's different from our school. The No. [-] Middle School is very strict, and the test papers are also difficult. Many questions are taken out before you have seen them." Song Mian muttered, look It can be seen that he is very worried.

For the scumbags who can't even read the test papers fluently, taking an exam at the beginning of school is no less than the destruction of the world.

"I know," Jiang Zhou's eyes darkened, he turned a page of the book, read halfway through and suddenly said, "But I can't just take 28 in math."

There was some imperceptible pleasure in the tone.

Song Mian: "..." This person has such a good memory?Song Mian scratched her face, the embarrassing energy was long overdue, and she became ashamed and skinless, "That's because I'm not performing properly, I usually take more than this test."

This is the truth. Although Song Mian's math grades are poor, they are not lower than 28 points.But it's not much higher than [-].

Jiang Zhou turned another page of the book and ignored him.

"What's the noise?" There was a sudden knock on the iron door.

Lao Huang stood at the door, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a tie tied meticulously, very serious.I don't know when he came, but his fingers were still knocking on the door.

As soon as they saw someone slipping away, the students suddenly became quiet.

Lao Huang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Your class is noisy all the way from the fourth floor. How about a party? You have to sing loudly, right? If I don't come, will I have to step on the ceiling? No need to study, right? What about the squad leader, who is the squad leader, have you been elected?"

"I chose." A girl in the front row said.

"Who is it? Who is the class monitor? I don't care what the noise is in this class. It's about to turn upside down!" Lao Huang yelled angrily.

"Me." Song Mian straightened lazily.

"You?" Lao Huang didn't quite believe it, stared at him suspiciously, and saw that no one refuted, and it took him a long time to digest the fact: "Being a class monitor requires you to look like a class monitor. I can't control what kind of monitor I am." Lao Huang said, looking around the classroom.

"Hey, teacher, I'm here." Zheng Qiran raised his hand proactively and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the school uniform has been worn, and the hair has been dyed back. From now on, I promise to be a good student and abide by school discipline and rules!"

"It's better like this!" Old Huang believed that he was a ghost!Too lazy to smile with him, "Don't quarrel, it's evening self-study, be quiet! You should see, if you write a question, you will be deducted from your class score if you make a noise, and you will be deducted from cleaning the toilet for a week."

"Sweep the toilet?"

"Oh my god, the school is so strict this semester. I saw a post on the post bar saying that I have to run and do exercises during the big recess."

"Quiet!"

Seeing that Liu's complexion turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he opened his mouth to scold others, Song Mian didn't want to hear him rambling, so he made a sound at the right time, and showed the majesty of the monitor by the way.

The class quieted down like this, which was more effective than threatening to clean the toilet.

Ren Jianliu left satisfied.

Song Mian doesn't live on campus at night. He lived there for a few days in his first year of high school, and he couldn't get along with the people in the same dormitory.

There was no one at home, except for Xiao Tang who was responsible for picking him up every day, there was only an aunt who took care of his three meals a day, but he didn't see anyone when he returned from his evening self-study, so the aunt cooked for him and left.

Huge villa, magnificent living room.The house is very big and spacious, and it looks quite rich, very affluent.It's like the sample room of a wealthy villa used for filming in TV dramas. It can be used for viewing, but it has no breath of life.

Song Mian sat alone at the dining table and ate. There were several big dishes on the dining table, including his favorite mutton fried with scallions, but he didn't enjoy eating.The dining table with broken crystals on the glass surface reflects his loneliness and his helplessness of not being able to change the status quo.

Song Mian loves to think wildly in the dead of night.

Are parents treating him badly?For his food and clothing, he has never been short of money since he was a child, and the pocket money that Shu Yan put on the card can't be used up.

But this is not what he wants.

Father, mother, these two terms are unfamiliar to him occasionally, but family members should not be like this. He always misses his grandparents who accompanied him when he was young.

This needy puppy emotion he is not willing to reveal to anyone.Moaning like a girl, too uncool and unhandsome, ruining his aloof school bully personality.

"Trying your mother's love." Song Mian lay on the bed in a big shape, kicking her legs viciously a few times.

In the morning of the next day, in the teacher's office of Mingde Building:

"The school is also watching this matter. Although you are just a sophomore in high school, many things have been accumulated over time. It is not enough to pass the exam once or twice to be stable."

"Is it in the third year of high school?" Jiang Zhou asked Chu Xiaonan.

"It will be held in the next semester. Several schools in the east and west districts will hold it together. We have done it before. Our school only took second place. There is also a basketball league at the same time. A few years ago, the two schools in the east district were at odds and did not make it to the finals. Yes." Chu Xiaonan said with a smile.

Shanghai and Shanghai hold a city-level subject competition for middle school students every year.Chu Xiaonan received a notice from the Academic Affairs Office, meaning that he wanted Jiang Zhou to compete as a representative of No. [-] Middle School.Let's talk about the next semester now, which shows how much the school attaches importance to it.

Although the subject competition is not a national competition, it is not as authoritative as the Olympiad.But it is also a large-scale competition with high rigor.

In addition to No. [-] Middle School in the East District, Fengnan High School in the West District is also one of the schools that has won the academic competition. No. [-] Middle School has been overwhelmed by Fengnan in previous years.Jiang Zhou, as the No. [-] in the city who broke the previous year's total score record in the final exam of the first year of high school, has undoubtedly become the hopeful player of the No. [-] Middle School to make a comeback this year.

"I've seen it. Your test scores in the past were very average, and you didn't favor subjects. Our city is still divided into arts and sciences. When you are in the arts class, you will focus on sprinting in the arts and sciences. You will not be stable in the preliminary test on Friday."

"Yes." Jiang Zhou nodded.

Song Mian came to deliver homework, and heard what Chu Xiaonan said.With his hands behind his back, Jiang Zhou lowered his head and listened carefully.

The office is equipped with an air conditioner, and Jiang Zhou is tall. The cold wind blown by the air conditioner just hits Jiang Zhou's hair, mixed with the golden morning light refracted in from the window, blowing a few strands of hair and then loosening them.

"You came just in time." Chu Xiaonan took the homework and said to Song Mian, "Student Jiang Zhou just came to No. [-] Middle School and is not familiar with the school. You are the class monitor. I think you two are at the same table again. In the future, you should take care of him." he."

"Okay, no problem." Just as he wanted, Song Mian rolled his eyes sincerely.

The class list for the preliminary test on Friday came out, and Zheng Qiran posted the list on the bulletin board at the door.He worked hard in canvassing a few days ago, and was successfully elected as the sports committee of the sixth class. He was very active in doing things.

Tian Xin and a few girls gathered around him to watch, which made him even more proud.

After he pasted it up, he grabbed Tian Xin's ponytail, so angry that Tian Xin picked up the broom in the corner and started beating them. The two scolded and provoked, and rushed to the corridor outside the classroom.

"Hey, Xiaohua and I are in the same examination room, hey hey hey, the front and back desks!" Lin Pingping happily told Song Mian the exciting news after seeing the list, laughing until his eyes disappeared.

"Jiang Zhou is in the same exam room as me." Song Mian saw Jiang Zhou's name in the last exam room, "The seats are quite close to each other."

Jiang Zhou's candidate number was the last one, and Song Mian was the ninth from the bottom.Jiang Zhou was transferred from another school. He didn't have a student number last semester. Song Mian simply got the bottom eighth in the exam.

"For the exam, let me have a look at the answer." Song Mian put his arm on Jiang Zhou's shoulder, and twisted his body like ADHD.

"You can't cheat in the exam." Jiang Zhou stretched out his hand and pushed away the cos caterpillar writhing around him.

Song Mian didn't seem to feel it, and twisted even more vigorously, "Oh, that's not what I said. I didn't call it cheating. I was checking. I'll help you check if you made any mistakes."

Well, there is not a single drop left of the manuscript. . .