Orientation sniping

After school the next day, Jiang Jing sat on a chair uncharacteristically.

Zhao Yu lazily carried her schoolbag, held a ball in her arms, and asked, "Brother Jiang, why don't you go? Go play a ball?"

"I'm not going." Jiang Jing shook his head, with an expression unwilling to say more: "I still have something to do, I'll leave later."

Zhao Yu said "Oh" knowingly: "Waiting for someone?"

Jiang Jing said perfunctorily, "Yes."

"That's fine." Zhao Yu embraced Li Fan, and patted Jiang Jing's shoulder carelessly: "Then let's go play."

Jiang Jing wished they would leave quickly.

The class gradually changed from noisy to quiet, and the boarding students had to go to evening self-study after school, and now it happened to be meal time, and the tables and chairs were empty.

There was finally no one around.Jiang Jing took out a stack of jumbled test papers from the hole in the table. There were about a dozen of them, all of which were homework for tonight.

If you don't write, you don't know. This is the first time Jiang Jing knows that there are so many homework at night.

He sighed resignedly, took out a sheet and laid it on the table to write.It's a pity that he is so ignorant that he can't even solve the first problem.

Jiang Jing stared at the pen for a long while, but the tip of the pen stayed in the air for a long time, unable to write down the pen.

Forget it.

Jiang Jing threw the math paper aside and took out another physics paper.

This is like opening a blind box, you never know what will be drawn next.Jiang Jing propped his chin and stared at the physics problem. After a while, he dropped his pen and couldn't help spitting out a dirty word.

Is this thing for people to see?Jiang Jing scratched his hair irritably, and turned out the Chinese volume to prove himself.

As a result, in less than 10 minutes, he was suffocated to death by the silent writing of ancient poems.

I can't write this homework anymore, even if I die.Jiang Jing crumpled up the test paper and stuffed it into his schoolbag, then walked to the bar with heavy steps.

Yang Xiao had been waiting for him at the door a long time ago, and when he came in, she stretched out her hand and said, "Show me your homework."

Jiang Jing opened his schoolbag calmly, and took out a handful of papers that he couldn't bear to look at directly: "Here."

The corners of Yang Xiao's eyes twitched, she took it over and looked at the first one, and stared at the next second as expected: "This is the homework you wrote? You will write the solution for the whole paper? Brother, are you kidding me?"

Jiang Jing's left ear went in and out of his right ear, as if he was being scolded with a low eyebrow.

In fact, he could have left his homework at school, anyway, he didn't know how to write it for a long time, but it was still blank.But he didn't know why he didn't do that. Could it be that he had a tendency to be abused and came here specifically to seek Ji Shurong's beating?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jing raised his head and glanced at Ji Shurong.

Ji Shurong was standing inside the bar counter, propped up on the table with an expression of watching a good show.

Yang Xiao stuffed the paper in front of him and said angrily, "Look at the homework this kid wrote. I can't beat him, so I leave it to you."

Ji Shurong turned over casually, raised his eyebrows, and waved to Jiang Jing: "Come here."

Jiang Jing walked over according to his words, and his eyes fell on Ji Shurong's fair and slender fingers.

He was holding a corner of the paper, next to his finger was Jiang Jing's name.The handwriting is so flamboyant that it doesn't match this finger very well.

Ji Shurong noticed that he was distracted, smiled helplessly, snapped his fingers and said, "It's too noisy here, let's go to the back kitchen."

The two of them entered the back kitchen one by one. It was still in that remote and narrow corner. The box on the ground was used as a table. Ji Shurong spread the papers on it, glanced at Jiang Jing's drooping eyebrows, and asked bluntly: "What's the matter?" Don’t you know any questions?”

It's strange, when I did it, I didn't feel anything. Now when Ji Shurong asks, he seems to have a feeling of public execution, and he feels uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Jing gave a small "hmm".

"It doesn't matter." Ji Shurong took a rough look at the entire paper, and said with a smile, "I'll teach you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Jiang Jing: "Pen."

There are only two pens in Jiang Jing's pen bag, and one is broken.He handed over the only remaining one, and put his face in his hands to watch Ji Shurong draw on the paper.

"This paper is about trigonometry, which are all basic questions." Ji Shurong wrote down a bunch of formulas in the blank space smoothly, and looked up at him from time to time: "You must memorize these formulas, and I don't expect you to understand them." Yes, just memorize it by rote, and you will do the questions after memorizing it.”

He picked the most representative one, circled the key information in the title, looked into Jiang Jing's eyes and asked, "Will you find this information?"

Jiang Jing was silent for a moment, then shook his head sincerely.

"It's okay." Ji Shurong said, "I'll demonstrate it to you."

He has always spoken in a low volume, and his voice is even more low in this small space.Jiang Jing stared at the test paper with his head down all the time, his gentle and magnetic voice was next to his ears, and he really understood a little bit in his ignorance.

Any progress is gratifying. Jiang Jing's eyes lit up, and Ji Shurong smiled and said, "You are very smart."

This praise Jiang Jing had never heard of others talking to him, and he was a little complacent in his novelty, and couldn't wait to try it himself.

Ji Shurong saw his intention, handed him the pen, pointed to a question above and said, "Write down the key information and the formula used in this question."

The key information is clear at a glance, and Jiang Jing finished it in two or three strokes. When writing the formula, I was worried and didn't know which one to write.

He was already impatient, and Ji Shurong's gaze made him even more anxious.Jiang Jing subconsciously bit the tip of the pen, and after taking two bites, he realized that something was wrong.

This pen was used by Ji Shurong just now, and he will definitely continue to use it later, and now his saliva is on it...

When Jiang Jing closed his eyes, he was ready to die.

He took out a piece of toilet paper and wiped it, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry."

Ji Shurong thought what he was doing with the toilet paper, so he smiled and said, "What's the matter, this is yours." He leaned forward, turned the paper and looked at Jiang Jing's handwriting , Clearly said: "Can't you write formulas?"

Jiang Jing pinched the toilet paper, a tinge of red appeared on the tips of his ears.

Ji Shurong naturally took the pen in his hand, neither disgusted nor said much, wrote a formula next to him, and explained: "Tan appears in the title, use this."

Jiang Jing abandoned those messy thoughts, listened to his lecture with a focused expression, and finally realized suddenly: "I understand."

Ji Shurong put down his pen and said with a smile, "It's good to understand, just follow the method I said, and you won't lose points for this kind of question."

He then picked up the test papers below, Chinese, English, and physical, chemical, and biological. Not many could write, and few of them were correct, and the words were ugly.

Jiang Jing was quite self-aware, and looked away from him in embarrassment when he met his gaze.

"I won't be able to finish this in a while." Ji Shurong sorted out the papers one by one, and said, "The most important thing is to listen carefully in class and don't play with your phone. If you don't know it, just ask, anyone is fine. "

Jiang Jing heard similar words countless times, his ears were callused, and he never cared about it.

Jiang Jing coughed, and stuffed the paper back into his schoolbag as if covering up his ugliness.On the one hand, he scoffed at Ji Shurong's words, but on the other hand, he felt that it was too embarrassing for him to do so.

Young Master Jiang has a good face, especially he doesn't want to lose face in front of Ji Shurong.

Isn't it just learning, so it's fine if you don't have a brain?

But soon Jiang Jing understood the fact that he had no brains.