what is the relationship between us

I don't know when Meng Xinci started to be more and more afraid of going to school, especially the English class of the head teacher.

He didn't have such a bad habit before, on the contrary, he quite liked attending classes at school.In the past, I was in my hometown because it was always easier to do farm work at school than at home. I followed Wan Junxiu because I cherished the opportunity to go to school.

It’s different now, every day in class I feel that the time passes so slowly, it’s not a happy class at all, it can be said that I passed by.

The teacher in charge gave lectures very quickly. He would say that many knowledge points have been taught in this elementary school. I will not talk about it here. If you don’t know it after class, you can ask me.

But he always added in a very cheap way: "There should be no one in the middle school attached to the teacher who can't do it?"

Meng Xinci didn't want to ask at all, and went home pretending to be full of problems, and did his homework in a daze.

The next day, I was even more confused in class and couldn't keep up at all.

Words are okay, but a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. If you memorize it a few times, you can still keep up after copying it a few times.Grammar questions are almost killing him. One class and two classes are fine, and homework exercises can also rely on language sense to correct one or two.

But how much he really learned, Meng Xinci himself can't tell.

He also considered asking the head teacher in the past, but the head teacher always didn't teach well. If he asked too much, he would ask Meng Xinci impatiently: "How did you get in the exam? You can't do it. I think you can't." Don't continue studying, go back to the community middle school."

After being scolded like this several times, Meng Xinci simply stopped asking, and if he didn't understand it, he didn't understand it.

Turning to look at the class, it seemed that Meng Xinci was the only one who was in such a hurry.Needless to say, if you study well, you will understand it yourself, and you can rush to answer every class.

Those who don't study well don't seem to be in a hurry. For example, Cheng Hangyi, who is sitting next to Meng Xinci, is quite relaxed. In class, he either sleeps, or listens to music and plays games.

Meng Xinci also asked in a low voice: "Are you really good at it? You don't even attend lectures."

Cheng Hangyi was playing a game, it was a game console the size of a palm, he had no time to pay attention to Meng Xinci, and replied without raising his head: "No, up and down! Hey fuck, he died again."

Angrily, he threw the game console into the desk drawer, stretched his arms long, and stretched himself, "It's not like you don't know what I'm doing in class. If you don't know what I'm doing, how could I?"

Meng Xinci was even more puzzled, it wouldn't be why he was so calm.He asked: "The monthly exam is coming soon, and you don't know how to do it, so what should you do?"

Cheng Hang rolled his eyes and said: "If you don't, you won't. Parents come to a meeting and scold me. What are you worried about? There are so many reasons for prevarication in the first grade of junior high school. What doesn't suit you? I'm not used to just saying a few words casually." Can my mother still kick me out of the house?"

"Then you don't change shifts? Didn't you say that you can change shifts in the mid-term exam? You can only change if you have good grades." Meng Xinci was almost anxious for him, and was about to jump up.

When Cheng Hang saw Meng Xinci jumping anxiously, he found it funny instead. He put his hands on the back of his head and looked at Meng Xinci indifferently: "You said you were going to change shifts, but I didn't say so."

……

Really, from beginning to end, Meng Xinci was the only one who wanted to change shifts.

The High School Attached to the Normal University ends at 10:30 every day, but the classrooms will remain open until [-]:[-] in the evening.If there are day students who want to stay for self-study by themselves, they can stay and study with the boarding students, and they will go back at nine o'clock.

Meng Xin had thought about staying here for self-study. In this case, if there is a teacher who does not know how to stay in the evening self-study, he can ask.

For this matter, he asked Wan Junxiu for an extra ten yuan for dinner.But I didn't expect that I would kill this idea in the cradle on the first night of self-study.

That night was the class teacher's evening self-study. Meng Xinci thought that the evening self-study was for students to do homework by themselves. Unexpectedly, that night the head teacher came in with a stack of test papers and said to take a quiz.

Meng Xinci was stunned when he got the test paper. It was full of more difficult questions than usual, and the cloze was an article that he had never seen in books.

There is almost no question that can be fooled by the sense of language. The whole test paper Meng Xinci is difficult to do, and there is almost a large area empty when there are 10 minutes before the time for handing in the paper.

The homeroom teacher sat directly in Cheng Hangyi's seat and stared at him as he wrote. Every time he filled in a blank, the homeroom teacher would make a "tsk" sound. In the end, he didn't even have the mood to write down.

After hastily handing in the paper, I didn't even want to change the question, saying that I couldn't catch the bus and left.

I knew in my heart that if I stayed, I would definitely hear some useful knowledge points.But I just feel like there are needles on the seat, and I can't get through this class no matter what.

Out of the classroom, Meng Xinci scolded himself in his heart, can't he study at home?Don't come to the classroom to get angry.

Wan Junxiu was not asked to wait for him to go home for dinner today, so he must have set up a stall at this point.Meng Xinci decided to sit one more stop directly, and then turned back a little to find Wan Junxiu at Nanhua Night Market.

It has not been a month since he entered junior high school, and he has already lost his temper several times because of things in school.When he came home almost every day, his complexion was not good. In the final analysis, the head teacher always stabbed him intentionally or unintentionally.

He really didn't understand that in terms of grades, there were still people in the class who were worse than him.No matter how bad his English is, he still has a few other subjects where his grades are top-notch, and he is considered in the middle of the class.

Could it be because of his family situation?

Meng Xinci was even more speechless for this reason. Even if he can work hard in his grades, how can he change his family situation?

Go to the cemetery and dig out Meng Tian to bring him back to life?

Or drag Wan Junxiu to find the magic doctor in the novel, and ask the doctor to repair Wan Junxiu's broken spine?

What are you kidding?What are you daydreaming about?

Meng Xinci couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.Wan Junxiu didn't even slow down when he saw Wan Junxiu, and Wan Junxiu was startled by his angry look, holding his face and asking him: "What's wrong? Who bullied you? Why did you come back so early in the last self-study? You Did you skip class?"

Meng Xinci did not speak, the bench was too small, and his entire schoolbag was carried in the air.

Seeing Wan Junxiu, he seemed to feel a little better. He rested his head on Wan Junxiu's lap, weakly holding Wan Junxiu's hand and playing with his fingers.

I feel so wronged in my heart, but saying it just adds to the troubles of the two of them.

The schoolbag was too heavy and kept pulling Meng Xinci back. Wan Junxiu reached out to pick up Meng Xinci's schoolbag, but Meng Xinci hugged him, "Your legs are not good yet, the schoolbag is too heavy."

Recently, when the tiger came in autumn, the weather was hotter than in summer, and the wound on Wan Junxiu's leg healed very well.However, there are still a few places that have not healed, and there are vague signs of inflammation. Meng Xinci has to help him apply medicine every night.

He was afraid that the schoolbag would hit the wound if he pressed it on.

Wan Junxiu stretched out his hand to touch the child. Recently, the child is always unhappy, and he doesn't know what's wrong, so he hesitated and faltered when asked.

"How about I call your homeroom teacher and ask, is there a classmate who bullied you?" Wan Junxiu asked him worried.

Meng Xinci jumped up all of a sudden, his eyes widened and he shouted, "Don't call him! Why are you calling him!"

Wan Junxiu was startled, and hastily stretched out his hand to pull him: "No hit, no hit, I was wrong, I won't hit."

The anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time ignited, Meng Xinci's eyes were almost tearing apart, and he quarreled with Wan Junxiu in the night market: "Don't mention him again, I hate him! Why do you have so many things? , If you want me to go to a middle school attached to the teacher, can I go to a community middle school? I don’t like the middle school attached to the teacher at all! I hate the middle school attached to the teacher!”

Wan Junxiu didn't know how to do it well, it just happened suddenly, and he panicked for a while, his hand didn't have much strength, and he threw away the hand that wanted to pull Meng Xinci, and hit the wheelchair superior.

I don't care about getting started, now I have to coax the child well.

"I just think Xinci has such good grades that you should go to a better school. I'm sorry, don't get angry with me, okay? Then what are you going to do now?" Wan Junxiu asked Meng Xinci in a low voice.

He really didn't know that Meng Xinci didn't like Shifu High School so much.

"What to do! What can I do! I can only suffer, I can only do it!"

Meng Xinci's tears fell down without disappointment.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-2822:34:14~2020-12-0223:15:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 scroll;

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