Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

The end of Nansong's evening self-study get out of class was delayed by another 10 minutes.It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, the waning moon was hanging in the night sky, and the night breeze gently blew the half-open wooden door in front.

The results of the monthly exam two days ago came out.

Chen Putao was solving a math problem. Ji Yichuan specially helped him solve this problem by suppressing his upper limit of knowledge and ability. For him, it was a bit difficult.

But it can also be solved.

He bit the cap of his pen, frowning, thinking about which step he had missed.

Hearing the sound of Wang Zhong posting the report card, he hurriedly raised his head.

"A classmate has made great progress." Wang Zhong said with a lot of appreciation in his tone.He didn't call names, but the whole class knew who Wang Zhong was talking about.

Chen Putao, now the sweet pastry and good baby in Wang Zhong's eyes.

But everyone is convinced.

The main reason is that the old grapes have made great progress.From the countdown at the beginning, it soared to the middle reaches.After sitting in the middle for half a month, just when others thought that his end point was here, who would have thought that he would continue to overtake in a curve and rush into the top ten.

The unstoppable appearance made people click their tongues.

"You should look up to Chen Putao more." Wang Zhong looked at the whole class with hatred, "The foundation is so poor, but he didn't give up. With his own efforts, he got the No. 8 in the class!"

Wang Zhong recalled the previous scene again.

When he was inspecting the class in the morning self-study, he accidentally scanned a thick notebook pushed on Chen Putao's desk, opened it casually and looked through it, and found that it was full of wrong questions written in different colored pens.

Even so serious that the cause of the error was carefully written around each question.

For a moment, he really felt that Chen Putao was amazing.

He was a little shocked, and looked back a few more times. He found it a little funny when he saw it. At the end of almost every page, some words of encouragement were written in ugly fonts.

'You are the best! '

Occasionally there are some dialogues mixed in.

'Brother, I worked hard to teach you how to do the questions during the day?You have to pay something in return, right? '

'As it happens, I have time tonight...'

'? '

'Take the copybook with you and go back to the dormitory to teach you how to practice calligraphy. '

There are still many daily chat records like this. Wang Zhong glanced at Ji Yichuan's handwriting with disgust in his eyes. Once again, he was glad that he had let the two of them help each other. Unexpectedly, the effect was better than he imagined.

He teaches Chinese, so he can tell at a glance that the word was written by Ji Yichuan.

Ji Yichuan seemed to be in a good mood, Wang Zhong glanced at him, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Ji Yichuan and Chen Putao, you two come to my office after class, I have something to tell you."

After class, Ji Yichuan temporarily put aside the math problems handed over by Chen Tao, and the two went to the office together.

Wang Zhong was holding a thermos cup, and the old god was studying the test results of Class Seven.

When the classes were divided, those students in the grade who might not get a graduation certificate happened to be divided equally, and there happened to be one in each class.Before Wang Zhong led the seventh class, he was afraid that the rat droppings of "Chen Putao" would ruin the sauce of the seventh class.Unexpectedly, when the third year of high school was approaching, Chen Putao reined in from the precipice and changed suddenly, even faintly showing the momentum of going to a prestigious school.

That's right, Wang Zhong's requirement for Chen Putao at this time is already a prestigious school in China.

At this time, looking at the childish and well-behaved Chen Putao in front of him, Wang Zhong laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

He paused for two or three seconds before he stopped laughing, reached out and took out two pieces of paper from the drawer, and handed them to the two of them respectively: "This is the exam requirement for the Rising Star Cup and the Math Competition. The time is set at the beginning of next month, and the address is still in a big."

When Wang Zhong mentioned the important points, his voice was quietly lowered, making Chen Putao's nerves tense for a moment, and he felt inexplicably nervous before he even started.

Wang Zhong seemed to see through Chen Putao's unstable heart. He smiled and comforted him: "Chen Putao, don't be nervous. Teacher, I can be regarded as someone who has thoroughly studied the Rising Star Cup. I have an internal document from the past few years. You Take it back and have a look."

He pushed hard with his heels, took two steps back with the chair, bent down and took out a stack of bound materials from the cabinet, and while he stretched out his hand, he did not forget to add: "Don't worry, at your level, If you perform normally, it is absolutely no problem to win the second prize.!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Ji Yichuan again. The other party was standing sluggishly, his eyes were focused on the information in Chen Putao's palm, his expression was calm, and there was no sign of nervousness.

Wang Zhong was amused in his heart. At the beginning, he asked Ji Yichuan to participate in the mathematics competition, but it was a pity for a long time after he was rejected. He didn't expect Ji Yichuan to stand firmly in front of him at this moment, ready to participate in the finals.

He didn't intend to comfort and encourage Ji Yichuan, now that he was standing in front of him with the appearance of the other party's uncle, he was already very content.

But because the school leaders heard that Ji Yichuan was going to participate in the competition, they specially sent themselves to give a few words of advice.

"Ji Yichuan, if you can't bring Nansong the first prize in the math competition, you will be scolded!"

"Did you hear clearly?"

Ji Yichuan's eyes swept over Wang Zhong lightly, and Chen Putuo looked at Chen Putao with a teasing look at the end of his eyes, and smiled kindly: "Okay, simple."

Young Zhang Yang looked so arrogant that Wang Zhong was speechless. Fortunately, the matter was almost explained, so he simply waved his hand, signaling the two to go back to study by themselves in the evening.

During the evening self-study, Chen Putao calmed down. After the nervousness disappeared, he read the requirements of the Rising Star Cup finals several times to make sure he wrote them down, and then carefully folded the paper and sandwiched it in the prose that he often read. set.

"When will you take the exam?"

Ji Yichuan was copying the wrong questions for Chen Putao, and Chen Putao was busy reviewing, so Ji Yichuan was naturally entrusted with these mindless things.

When Ji Yichuan heard Chen Putao's question, he put down his black pen, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and glanced casually, "No. [-], what about you?"

"The day before you, Number Nine."

Ji Yichuan raised his eyes, stared at Chen Putao's slightly frowned brows for a while, turned sideways, propped his chin up with one hand, and joked: "I was really nervous when I was told by Teacher Wang just now?"

Chen Putao hurriedly said stiffly: "No!"

There was a sense of melancholy in his heart. After all, even though his grades were already at the top of the class, he was still far behind Ji Yichuan. After Ji Yichuan came back from the math competition, he would probably be recommended to the top 2 in China, but he... …

Under the table, Chen Putao's hands were clenched into fists. Even if he won the award, it would still be an extra point, and he was a big step away from Ji Yichuan's future school.

Chen Putao frowned, and suddenly, Ji Yichuan's previous heavy promise hit his heart, he suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Ji Yichuan and laughed briefly.

"I'm just calculating how many points I have to score in the college entrance examination to be able to enter your school after I win the first prize."

He intentionally let out some frustration, and his tone also revealed the reproach he hadn't noticed: "I'll figure it out, it's still so high."

Chen Putao noticed a peach blossom blooming at the end of Ji Yichuan's eyes, and wondered if there was a peach blossom outside the window.Then, a dry and gentle touch hit his forehead.

Ji Yichuan tapped his forehead and scolded with a smile: "What an idiot."