why are you forcing me to study

The night is as thick as chocolate and cannot be melted.

The dim light cast a small shadow on the boy's cheeks, making his facial features more three-dimensional and angular, like a finely crafted work of art.

He Qinghui avoided his gaze, carried his schoolbag on his back, "Don't beat me down... I'm going back."

He walked in front, and Shan Yunche walked behind.

The atmosphere always feels a little weird.

Early the next morning, the monthly exam officially began.

He Qinghui, who had always been indifferent, suddenly became nervous, so he opened his eyes early on the bed.

One formula after another quickly flashed through my mind.

It made his brain hurt.

Shan Yunche put on his school uniform and stood at the door just as he was about to go out. He looked back at He Qinghui who was on the bed, "Don't be late for the exam at [-] o'clock."

He Qing rubbed his bangs back, and gave him a sideways glance with a little irritability, "Got it, just wait, I will definitely enter the top forty."

Shan Yunche smiled, "Okay, I'll wait."

Although he memorized the formulas and went through all the exercises in the small blue book, he still felt empty in his heart.

Can this kind of temporary cramming really make it into the top forty?

The examination room is ranked according to the grade of the preliminary examination, from the first class to the last class.

He Qing returned to his shoulder bag, wore shiny earrings, rolled up one trouser leg, and entered the door of Class 20 (Senior High School).

There are many familiar faces.

In the first year of high school, he often met familiar faces in the last examination room.

As soon as he sat down, the person in front turned sideways, covered his mouth and whispered furtively: "Hey, buddy, you see that we are so destined, wait a minute, let's help each other."

He Qing ignored him.

The man was still unwilling to die, "Don't buddy, later, let's pass a note..."

"Go away, I don't do such nasty things."

The man was a little annoyed by the scolding, "He Qinghui, why are you pretending to be noble? They are all scumbags, people like us, don't we have to rely on 'helping each other'?"

He Qinghui grabbed his collar, "Who the hell is like you?"

That person had heard the rumors about He Qinghui's [-]v[-], and when he saw that he was annoyed, he immediately froze, so he retracted his head timidly and whispered: "If you don't help, you won't help, really, you can still do it in the classroom." Hit me or something."

It's true that they are all scumbags, but he, He Qinghui, has never cheated before, and he won't "collaborate" with some people.

"Students, take out the materials related to the exam. If you need to go to the toilet, go to the toilet quickly. The exam will start soon."

On the other side, a group of examination rooms.

Most of the exam room is filled with the top students of the so-called "Oreo" class, only Shan Yunche is in the ordinary class, and he still sits in the first position.

These students are often at the forefront of learning god information, and they are very interested in Shan Yunche, who is a myth in Boying, especially Tang Bin, who is firmly ranked first in the class, and even the first in the grade.

The No. 1 throne was robbed by this airborne in the first test of the second year of high school, and what was even worse was that he was pulled forty points!Sitting behind him, Tang Bin felt upset, took advantage of the gap between everyone going to the toilet, patted him on the back and said, "Shan Yunche?"

Shan Yunche was inexplicably disgusted with this feeling, and had no intention of paying attention to him at all.

"I heard that you are also No.1 in Boying, you are very strong."

no way back.

Tang Bin was arrogant, and he was unwilling to admit defeat.He continued: "Actually, I should have gone to Boying as well. I just blamed my obsession with games during the senior high school entrance examination. Hey, what kind of model is Boying over there?"

Still don't look back.

"It's also really strange. You are so good, why can't you think about transferring to No. [-] High School? I also heard that you and that kid He Qinghui sat at the same table. What do you mean, willing to degenerate?"

This time Shan Yunche turned around, which really shocked Tang Bin.

"My pleasure."

"..."

"What is your opinion."

Just a few words instantly wiped out all Tang Bin's temper, and he only felt that in the next second he would be in danger of dying without a place to bury him.

Without enough confidence, he didn't dare to really provoke this great god.

"No opinion...you can do whatever you want."

After the paper was handed out, He Qinghui put it on his lips and kissed it——I beg Goddess of Luck to bless you and make it through!

For Chinese, first fill in the basic questions such as dictation of famous sentences in the class.It's just that I still can't read classical Chinese at all, and I'm at a loss when reading outside class.

As for the composition, before the exam, he memorized a few paragraphs of catchy and pretentious words in the composition material that Shan Yunche gave him, plus he would ramble about [-] words in no time, so he didn’t mind handing in the paper. special feeling.

The mental journey of taking the math test is more tortuous.

When encountering a similar question type that Shan Yunche crossed over for him, he can solve it quickly, and the others... just guess, or just leave it blank.The biggest achievement is that the first three questions of the basic question are densely filled!

Because he is well versed in the philosophical concept of "learning to grasp the principal contradiction", he only grasped Chinese and mathematics.

He always thought that if he entered the top [-], catching these two would be enough, right?Wouldn't it be a waste to catch too much?

After handing in the answer sheet, he went out to pack his schoolbag, but Feng Rui straddled his shoulders suddenly, "Brother Hui, your deskmate is in danger, you should hurry up and rescue him!"

He Qinghui's eyes widened, "Dangerous? Shan Yunche? Don't be joking, what danger can he have?"

"Really, don't believe it, you go and save him, a class of examination room!!"

"Someone put a knife on his neck or?"

Feng Rui directly grabbed his arm, "Oh, why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up and save someone!"

"Student Shan Yunche, can I send you a WeChat message, I want to ask you some questions!"

"Shan Yunche, did you find the exam difficult just now? What did you choose for the last question of the fill-in-the-blank question?"

"I...have admired you for a long time, and want to get to know you, don't you know if there is this opportunity?"

"Shan Yunche!"

"Student Shan, I..."

He Qinghui and Feng Rui stood not far away.

He Qinghui said that the old man in the subway was looking at his mobile phone all over his face, "Is this the danger you said?"

Feng Rui nodded solemnly, "Of course! Your tablemate is going through a massive catastrophe. How can you stand by and not help?"

"Save? He might enjoy it in his heart, and think I'll save him and cut off his luck? I'm not that blind. Take your hands away, sir, I'm going back to sleep..."

Shan Yunche's gaze caught He Qinghui who was not far away, so he walked straight towards him through the crowd.

A group of girls were forced to spread out to both sides.

"Hey wait a minute, Brother, the Great God is here."

Shan Yunche's smile became more obvious, "Why do you want to find me?"

He Qing rolled his eyes back, "Not yet..."

He just wanted to say that it wasn't because the idiot next to me tricked me into coming here, but Feng Rui answered first: "That's right, I haven't seen you for several hours, Brother Hui said that he misses you very much, and he will come to find you as soon as the exam is over." is you."

"You fucking..."

Feng Rui blinked vigorously, "Brother Hui, right?"

"Oh?" Shan Yunche approached He Qinghui again, "You miss me."

He Qinghui resisted the thought of killing Feng Rui and said, "Don't listen to this guy's farting, you'd better go and deal with your peach blossoms first."

Shan Yunche raised his hand and gently pinched He Qinghui's face, "They are not as important as you."