[Net King] We really have nothing.

Once on the right track, time will become very fast. After experiencing several high-energy incidents, the life of weaving yarn has finally returned to peace. Tomorrow, I will live a life of two points and one line between school and home.On weekends, I would occasionally go out with Kirino, or go shopping with Yumiko in a supermarket.All in all life is pretty peaceful and comfortable.

In this way, summer has already entered unknowingly, and the last scene of "Fu Jiang" was completed on a sunny afternoon, which was filmed by everyone rushing to work during a lunch break.Since there is less than a week left before the cultural festival, I had to work overtime to complete it.

After the filming of this scene, the community basically has nothing to do with weaving, only the people in charge of post-production and editing have to work hard.So Zhisha was in a particularly good mood after filming that scene, humming a song and walking with Tongye to the teaching building, Tongye sucked a box of yogurt: "Time is so fast, the cultural festival is coming soon."

"That is to say, summer vacation is after the cultural festival." Zhisha said with a happier smile, "I can sleep until I wake up naturally every morning."

Kirino shook the empty yogurt box, threw it into the trash can next to it, and sighed lightly: "But there is still a damn final exam before the summer vacation." He looked at Zhisha again, "Mochizuki, you How's your study going?"

"..."

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing." Zhisha tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Tirino, you... how much Mandarin did you get in the mock exam?"

"Huh? Me?" Kirino made a painful expression, "It's counting down, 71, Mandarin is my weakest subject."

"71 also counts down??"

"Why don't you count down?" Tong Ye spread his hands, "This time the paper is easy, and 80% of the students in the whole grade are above [-], and it seems that there is only one who failed."

"Failed, one... one." Zhisha felt that her entire facial nerves were twitching. There was no doubt that she was the one who failed, and she couldn't be blamed for it. She had never learned neon language in her previous life. It is obviously impossible for her to catch up with what others have learned for more than ten years in just a few months.

It may be that the illegal organization still has some morals left, so that she has no language barriers and allows her to understand neon characters, but she can't write, and her common knowledge of neon literature only stays in "The Tale of Genji". At the level of Murasaki Shikibu.

"Mochizuki, your grades are good." Tongye said enviously, "I almost count down every time I am in the class."

"Where... there is nothing, it's just ordinary." Zhisha said unnaturally, no matter how good she is, she can be dragged to death with just a single Mandarin, because she has a good foundation in her previous life, and she has also attended a semester here , so the results of other subjects in this simulation test are still very impressive, but they are still at an acceptable stage, about the upper-middle grades in the class, plus Mandarin is so delayed, it will be hell if you are not at the bottom. !

The class ranking for the simulation test came out that afternoon. As expected, there were 42 people in the class, and she was 39th, and there was one person who missed the exam...

Just when she was about to cry with the ranking list, an email came from Mochizuki: "Zhisha (*^___^*), brother and sister-in-law are attending a classmate's wedding tonight, you Let's go to Zhou Zhu's house to eat, I have already agreed, I will pick you up as soon as the wedding is over (laughs)."

Zhisha replied "Understood", then stuffed the ranking list into her schoolbag, and lay down on the desk, what should I do... What a shame, what a shame, she has never done so badly in the exam in her previous life, so she can't be reconciled !

With this kind of reluctance, she spent the next two classes studying Mandarin textbooks assiduously. During this period, the disciplinary committee member who was troublesome and fond of making small reports recorded seven times on the small note for the crime of "deserting in class".

Of course, even if she had watched two full classes, she felt confused about the neon language of Laoshizi, and it was still useless to watch it.

After school, when Zhi Ya was about to leave the classroom door, she was inexplicably stared at for a long time by the head teacher who was holding a small note in her hand. Feeling depressed, she cursed secretly, "Your eyes must be sick", and she didn't even look at him , out of the classroom on their own.

Today, she no longer needs to participate in club activities, so she decided to go to Fuji's house first, but after thinking about it, she will go at this time, and there is only Fuji's mother at home. Feeling uncomfortable, I might as well go to the library and wait for the Fujitsu Club activities to end.

With that in mind, she came to the tennis court. This time, she didn't get excited anymore, but stood outside the barbed wire and waved her hand in the direction of Fuji Zhuzhan: "Zhou Zhujun, Zhou Zhujun."

However, the other party did not respond, but concentrated on the training match with Haitangxun. Although a few others saw it, they were all practicing, and the minister was watching, so no one dared to come and talk to her get in a word.

"Fuji is practicing." Accompanied by a burst of cold air, the cold words came to his ears, and Tezuka Kunimitsu, who did not know when he walked to the side of the barbed wire, looked at her and said blankly.

"Oh... oh." Weaving yarn through the barbed wire smiled, "Then can Tezuka-kun tell him for me, I'll wait for him to go back with him in the library."

"Yeah." He replied coldly.

"Then, thank you." Zhisha tried her best to smile at Bingshan, "Goodbye, haha."

"Ah."

"I'm leaving."

The figure of the girl outside the barbed wire gradually faded away, and Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at Fuji Shusuke who was swinging the racket again, and remained motionless for a long time, as if lost in thought.

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Zhisha was in the library holding a Mandarin test paper and flipping through the books, correcting and correcting the wrong questions, but even after flipping through the books, she still couldn't understand many parts, she didn't understand many grammars, and she found it difficult to write many earthworm characters.

"Doing homework?" A sudden voice came from behind, Zhi Ya was taken aback, covered the test paper at once, and then turned around, it was Fuji Zhou Zhu who she had been waiting for for more than an hour. Staring at the test paper on the table with a little surprise, the dazzling 27 points were not covered...

In embarrassment, Zhi Ya grabbed the test paper and quickly put it into the textbook, then took out the schoolbag from the drawer and stuffed the book in, then turned her back to the visitor with a red face, and it took several seconds for her to turn around slowly: "That, Can I ask you a few questions after dinner later?"

Fuji Zhouzhu's originally somewhat surprised expression slowly faded away, showing his usual smile: "Of course."

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After dinner, Zhisha followed Fujisuke into his room with her schoolbag, took out the Mandarin textbook, hesitated for a while, but gritted her teeth and took out the Mandarin test paper, anyway, he saw it too, anyway, it’s not wrong to be ashamed in front of him Once or twice, you should have immunity.The so-called not ashamed to ask, go all out! !

"Can you tell me how to answer these questions?" Zhisha laid the test paper flat on the desk, "I mean, do you have ideas for this kind of questions?"

Picking up the test paper, the slender index finger pointed to a big question title: "Are you not familiar with this type of question?"

"Hmm...um." Zhisha reluctantly admitted, "Can you teach me? I don't want to be dragged down by the Mandarin at the end of the semester." She must never take that terrible ranking again, absolutely not! !

"Of course." Fujisuke looked through the entire test paper again, and asked with some doubts, "Why do you write all the Chinese characters on the test paper so beautifully, but the pseudonym..." Instead, it's so ugly, it's not even a character ?Of course, he realized that it would be impolite to say that someone's handwriting is ugly in front of them, so he didn't say any more.

"Well, I... I have practiced Chinese characters in elementary school, and I like Chinese characters." Zhisha sat down on the chair specially moved in, "Let's start the topic."

Fuji Zhousuke seemed to have doubts, but he didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the Mandarin textbook and said, "Let me teach you slowly from the simplest."

So for the next hour or so, Zhou Zhu taught Zhiya how to do the questions in great detail, and then corrected some grammatical errors for Zhiya, and circled a lot of key points for Zhiya in the textbook. When Zhisha knew almost nothing about neon literature, he gave her a copy of "Chinese Literature for Middle School Students", which he bought in junior high school.

He was really patient, and even taught Zhisha how to write her pseudonym. In the end, even Zhisha's neon history, which was also not very good, was cleared up for her from the era of Emperor Jimmu.

Although he has doubts about Zhi Ya's lack of basic knowledge of the country, he only thinks that she was only playing around as a model, so her grades are not good.

"Zhou Zhu, Tezuka is here." Fuji Shuko's voice came from downstairs.

"Come on." Fuji Zhouzhu put down his pen, "You should take a good look at what I just said first."

"it is good."

Seeing that Fujisuke left the room, Zhisha couldn't help but put down her pen and stretched her waist. Just as she was about to read some common sense about literature, a gust of wind suddenly blew up outside. It turned the pages of the textbook on the table. Because she had unbuttoned a few buttons and felt uncomfortable being blown in by the wind, she stood up and started buttoning them.

"Tezuka, you go in first, I'll go down and get a drink."

Accompanied by a burst of cold air, Zhisha saw a tall figure appearing at the door of the room. After seeing her, a crack appeared on her face that had not moved for thousands of years, her eyes trembled slightly, and then she turned around immediately to leave.

After Zhisha saw the other party's reaction, she subconsciously looked down at her hands buttoning buttons, uh... what would she think when she saw a girl buttoning buttons in her male friend's room?What can you think? ?

"Hand...Tezuka-kun, it's not what you think!!"