There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

After school for a few days in a row, whenever Qi Yu had no shift, he would go to the vegetable market and cook one or two different side dishes every day in different ways.Although Feng Jiayang will still go to the playground to play after school, but the time is obviously shortened, and he often obediently puts on his schoolbag and goes home when he first starts to enjoy himself.

Feng Jiayang pushed open the door, and the smell of rice wafted into his nostrils. He sniffed it hard and hurriedly squatted down to change his shoes.

What Qi Yu cooked today was stewed potatoes with chicken legs. The soup was thick. Feng Jiayang ate two big bowls with rice.

Qi Yu made a review plan for Feng Jiayang according to his basic level.In fact, for Feng Jiayang who is weak in all subjects, it would be foolish to improve every subject in a short period of time.

However, Qi Yu found that Feng Jiayang's Chinese and Biology were relatively good, the worst in Physics and English, and the highest score on the paper was only 2.Qi Yu is not a dead man, so he resolutely gave up these two subjects and only took him to review the other four subjects every day.

In the evening Feng Jiayang took advantage of Qi Yu's bath time and lay down on the table to doze off. When he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with various mathematical formulas. He frowned and closed the textbook irritably, and lay back on his stomach again.

When Qi Yu came out of the bathroom with wet hair on his head, Feng Jiayang was already asleep. He was about to wake him up when he caught a glimpse of the math paper thrown aside. Although the handwriting was scribbled and messy, the answer was correct.

Qi Yu withdrew his hand, looking at Feng Jiayang's sleeping side face in a daze, he felt that Feng Jiayang loved to learn in his bones, but no one had ever guided him correctly.

Maybe with their own efforts, they will be admitted to the same city.

After the monthly exam, I haven't had time to breathe a sigh of relief, and then I will face the results. The score of Yangping No. [-] High School is very fast, and generally it will not exceed three days.

Exams not only torture the students, but also the teachers of various subjects. The teacher does not just complete the work after grading the papers, but also calculates the average score and correct rate of each class and even each question on the papers, and writes the correct and wrong Analyze and summarize the questions and the next teaching objectives.

Zhang Quan put down the teacup in his hand, spit out a mouthful of tea, and reluctantly pulled out Feng Jiayang's paper from the bottom of the pile of chemistry papers. The most troublesome thing for her every time she took the exam was to face Feng Jiayang's almost blank paper, and to answer the questions. Summary of its comments.

If it wasn't for his aunt's face, Zhang Quan really wanted to throw the blank paper on Feng Jiayang's face.

But if you want to think about it, you still have to correct it.

Five minutes later, Zhang Quan stared at the slightly scribbled paper in a daze, until the teacher in the same office who came back from get out of class patted her, she came back to her senses, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Who did this little bastard copy this time! "

Feng Jiayang was taken to the office by Zhang Quan before he woke up. He neither scolded him nor beat him, but calmly pointed to the chemistry paper on the table with his fingers, signaling for Feng Jiayang to give her an explanation.

Feng Jiayang glanced up, and at first sight recognized that it was his own paper, but at the second glance he turned to the front.

58 points.

The paper with a perfect score of 100 seemed to pass. Feng Jiayang was very satisfied, and praised in his heart: Teacher Qi taught really well.

Zhang Quan said lightly: "Who copied it from our class?"

The monthly exam is different from the previous mock exams. This exam is only conducted in his own class, even if he wants to copy it, he can't copy it from other classes.

Facing Zhang Quan's suspicion, Feng Jiayang was not angry, after all he knew that he had a criminal record.He chuckled and said sincerely, "This time I really answered it myself."

Naturally, Zhang Quan didn't believe it. The owner who was just in his early 30s last time, doubled it this time. It's a lie.

She snorted coldly, and her voice was very flat: "You think this is fighting the landlords, the peasants can't turn around as fast as you."

Feng Jiayang was amused, explained it again, and even made a poisonous oath.

Zhang Quan hated iron but said: "Okay, don't think that I didn't recruit, I still have a blank paper that is exactly the same, you are writing here in front of me today, I think if you can't write it."

Feng Jiayang was helpless, so he had no choice but to borrow a pen from Zhang Quan, picked up the paper and pushed the chair to find a non-obstructive empty table to answer the questions seriously.

Zhang Quan wanted to say something more, but seeing Feng Jiayang's confident expression, he swallowed the words back.

Feng Jiayang has more or less memories of the questions he has done carefully, not to mention the papers he just took two days ago, he answered quickly based on his memory.

The reason why he got a higher score than before in chemistry this time is because the last big question happened to be suppressed by Qi Yu before the exam. At that time, Qi Yu stayed with him until the early morning in order to teach Feng Jiayang.

After 10 minutes, even if Zhang Quan thought it was unbelievable, he had to admit that Feng Jiayang was indeed enlightened.

Looking at Zhang Quan's score this time, Feng Jiayang was a little surprised: "63 points! I just changed a multiple-choice question, and I got it right."

Zhang Quan couldn't hold back his face, so he took this opportunity to teach him a few words immediately: "I am quite proud of my future, you said that if you put all your energy into studying at the beginning, would you be like this now?"

Feng Jiayang actively cooperated: "Yes, what you said is true, but which grade will be used for this monthly exam."

Zhang Quan said mercilessly: "58."

The ranking list was announced in the first class in the afternoon, Qi Yu was still No.1 as usual, He Xi looked at the total score of more than 600, and envied: "Mr. Qi is really awesome, I can be in my early sixties anytime."

Feng Jiayang glanced at him: "You can be content with more than 500, you can't compare with our teacher Qi."

Feng Jiayang's total score was 325, more than 100 points more than before, and he directly gave up the first place to Wang Xiaowei.For other people who questioned the authenticity of the grades, they were also scolded by Zhang Quan.

For this reason, Wang Xiaowei was unhappy, and seized the opportunity to complain about Feng Jiayang: "We agreed to hold hands together, but you secretly amputated the limb."

Feng Jiayang kicked him vigorously, and said angrily, "I want to amputate your limb."

After school, Feng Jiayang packed up the papers to be done in the evening, picked up his schoolbag and headed straight outside the school.Qi Yu has work today, he plans to go to the dessert shop to wait for Qi Yu, and have a luxurious cold drink by the way.

Along the way, three or two or a group of people flocked to the school gate. Feng Jiayang was walking in the crowd, and accidentally heard the topic of "Qi Yu" in his ears.

He glanced left and right, quickly determined the location of the discussant, and ran over without saying a word, stopping the two talking in front of him.

It was two girls with ponytails, both of them were taken aback for a moment, and then they all became nympho to the person in front of them, "Feng Jiayang!"

Feng Jiayang scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked bravely, "Are you talking about Qi Yu just now? What happened to him?"

"Ah? You also know Qi Yu?" one of the girls asked.

Before Feng Jiayang could respond in a hurry, another girl said, "I must have heard about the school dismissal."

Feng Jiayang's heart skipped a beat, his pupils constricted suddenly, his hands in his pockets trembled unconsciously, his face sank instantly, and he asked coldly, "What happened to him?"

One of the girls noticed something was wrong, and subconsciously took a small step to the side, not sure whether to say or not to say, she opened and closed her mouth for a long time but didn't say a word.

On the contrary, another girl said carelessly: "Just now Qi Yu got into a luxury car."

The tone changed, and he complained sourly: "You said that he, a poor student, can't afford to drive a luxury car, and the man who drives the luxury car looks older than his father. I guess they have that kind of shady relationship."

Shady relationship...

Feng Jiayang said nothing with a dark face, turned around and went to the cold drink shop, but Jiang Qiaoan told him that Qi Yu had just called to say that he had something to do tonight, and he would take shifts for a day.

He didn't bother about where Qi Yu got his cell phone, he asked for Jiang Qiao'an's phone number, and dialed it without thinking, after a brief beep, the other party hung up the phone.

Feng Jiayang frowned, and went home with his schoolbag after eating a bowl of beef noodles nearby.