Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Manzi did not stand uprightly behind the two who were practicing calligraphy with their heads down.

He pulled on the cotton slippers, stood still in front of his desk, and poured a cup of hot tea. The steaming steam slightly blocked his sight.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he leaned towards him. The dormitory is not big, and the desks of several people are crowded together. Man Zishi waited for the fog in front of him to dissipate a little, and frowned as if he was scalded by the heat. He was secretly looking down at Ji Yichuan's face.

Man Zishi didn't move much, but Ji Yichuan seemed to have eyes behind his back, and suddenly raised his head to glance at him.

He covered the copybook with his hand.

He clicked his tongue, feeling uncomfortable from the bottom of his feet.

His brows were tightly frowned, the chair under his butt was propped on the ground with one leg, and he just spun around with this chair leg, Ji Yichuan was facing Man Zishi, and he closed the copybook casually, his face was full of slack, and his voice leaked an obvious Alienated.

"what?"

The embarrassment of being caught on the spot made Man Zishi unable to lift his head, and even his tone of voice was embarrassing.

"This is my desk, can't I stand here?"

Man Zishi did not show any discomfort on his face. He casually took out a physics book from the upper shelf of the desk, pulled out the chair, and sat down. He was a little shorter than Ji Yichuan, and he only raised his chin and glanced at the indifferent Ji Yichuan snorted lightly, and said without any emotion, "You want to care?"

Ji Yichuan was a little upset by the young master's arrogant attitude.

He has a good temper, but that's only in front of Chen Putao. If Chen Putao is not here, Ji Yichuan promises that he can unscrew the head from the neck of the man in front of him and kick it as a ball.

"Ji Yichuan, what's wrong?"

Chen Putao and Man Zishi were separated by Ji Yichuan, and he didn't notice Man Zishi's sneaky tricks at all.He glanced at the time, less than 10 minutes had passed, "Don't want to write anymore? How about taking a break?"

The gloom in Ji Yichuan's eyes slowly disappeared, he didn't continue to focus on the inexplicable Man Zishi, and shook his head, "Let's write for a while."

After speaking, he picked up the pen again and opened the copybook in front of him.

This turn made Man Zishi take a closer look.

"You didn't write the math problem? Then what are you doing?"

He was a little surprised, he randomly glanced at the page that Ji Yichuan had opened, and Ji Yichuan took a pen to carefully draw the strokes of several radicals horizontally and vertically in red.

I thought you were studying the math problems that Li Wen left behind for after-school research, but that's it?

How about you practice calligraphy here?

Are you not from the math group?Cooperating with you to practice calligraphy just to write a good-looking explanation?

I regard you as a major opponent in life, but you just deal with me like this?

Man Zishi's nonsensical words made Ji Yichuan unable to intervene. He glanced at the other party like a fool, turned his head with a calm face, and didn't want to say anything more to him.

"Why don't you write the math problems left by Li Wen?"

Man Zishi's eyes widened due to shock, and shallow creases appeared above the eyelids, faintly, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely hasty.

"It's due this afternoon, have you finished writing it?"

Only then did Ji Yichuan turn his head around again and raise his spirits. He could always hear such words from Gao Shang and Cheng Zan, which made him subconsciously reply, "Not yet, why, just for this? You want to copy? Wait until I finish writing."

Man Zishi's expression suddenly became serious, and he suddenly realized that Ji Yichuan was not in the same way as himself, he was not worthy to be his opponent at all, such a person who didn't care about his studies, was not qualified to be worthy of his own eyes.

Even if he is No.1, even if he is still one step behind him for the time being, he believes that if this continues, Ji Yichuan will definitely be left far behind by him.

Man Zishi has understood this truth since he was a child: as a student, the most important thing is to study, and only study is his own job, and study is also his belief as a student.

In fact, Man Zishi did the same thing. It took him nearly 18 years to successfully develop himself into a nerd who only knows how to study.

People call him a nerd behind his back, but Man Zishi likes it very much. He likes the immersion of being immersed in learning. This kind of excitement of solving one problem after another greatly satisfies his feelings for the second year of middle school. He has a sense of accomplishment that he can save the world.

It is this kind of love that makes him a strange person in the eyes of others, but also with this love, coupled with a talent that he doesn't care about, he has been No. 1 since he was a child.

It is also until now that Man Zishi met Ji Yichuan, a No.1 who surpassed him.

He thought that Ji Yichuan was as good as him, because of his love of learning, and it was because of a more passionate love of learning that he was able to surpass himself, but he looked at him with disdain for his homework. Ji Yichuan, Manzi really knew that he was blind.

A sudden sense of frustration made him no longer want to compete with Ji Yichuan for the first place.

"I don't copy!"

He glared at Ji Yichuan, as if he had been greatly wronged, he crawled onto the bed.

It was quite different from the calm look of the past.

"Neuropathy?"

Ji Yichuan looked at the back of him leaving in embarrassment, vaguely as if he had discovered something, but he didn't want to think about it, clicked his tongue, and picked up his pen again.

The days of half a month passed quickly and quickly.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has already passed.

In the past ten days, because of Wang Zhong's temperament and the fact that literary creation cannot be greatly improved overnight, Wang Zhong's management has been relaxed, and the students who participated in the Rising Star Cup have had a good life.

In stark contrast is the next door.

Except for the first class, in Chen Putao's impression, every time after school, 302 had to leave a group of students behind.

It's not that Li Wen is procrastinating, it's just that these students can't finish their homework.

Chen Putao stood at the door and waited for a while, but couldn't wait any longer, so she entered through the back door with her bag in her hand, and found Ji Yichuan who was flying around on the draft paper with his head down, and walked over lightly.

"Ms. Li assigned so many homework?" He was a little surprised when he looked at an A4 front and back interview paper in Ji Yichuan's hand.

It gets dark early in winter, it's just after five o'clock, the sunset outside has mostly faded, and the sky is slightly dark.

"Wait for a long time." Ji Yichuan raised his head and smiled apologetically at Chen Putao, explaining: "There are still two questions, and the homework is a little difficult tonight." He looked at the sky outside, "It's getting late, I Stop writing, let's go eat first."

After he finished speaking, he was about to pack his schoolbag, but was pushed down by Chen Putao.

"The lights in the dormitory are too dark, I'll accompany you." He smiled, "I just want to take time to finish the books I haven't finished before."

Ji Yichuan took a careful look at Chen Putao, nodded, "Okay."

Ji Yichuan pushed away the draft paper in front of him, read the question again, frowning, and jumped up and down the steps frantically.

"Boss, how do you write the second question of the second question?"

The boy in front, whom Chen Putao hadn't seen much, turned his head, lowered his head and placed it tightly on Ji Yichuan's test paper, his eyes almost glued to his test paper.

"F*ck, you've written to the last question! So fast!"

This rapid sound was like thunder on the ground, and it immediately attracted the attention of almost everyone in the class.

"I might fucking sleep here tonight. I thought that everyone would accompany me. I didn't expect that this kind of loneliness would be borne by me alone. Why am I such a fucking noob."

Another boy punched him, "And me, I'm just a little bit better than you, and I only wrote the first question of the third question."

"I'm also a high school student, why the gap is so big, maybe it was a mistake when I decided to come to the training camp."

The boy held his chin, and let out an exclamation from his throat, which attracted countless sighs.

Man Zishi was sitting in the first row. He was not slow and looked like he had three questions left, but he didn't expect Ji Yichuan to be so fast.

He remained expressionless and continued to solve the problem without raising his head.