why are you forcing me to study

The fall to save Jiang Lixin just now caused He Qinghui to be so painful that he couldn't even run, so he could only walk quickly.

When he arrived at the examination room, he was already 45 minutes late.

The students in the examination room are writing the questions quietly.

He Qinghui hurriedly put the schoolbag outside the classroom, and knocked softly on the classroom door.

The invigilator looked at him in surprise.

"Teacher, can I take the exam?"

The invigilator thought for a moment and nodded, then whispered, "Go to your seat quickly."

Only then did I calm down and write the paper.

But the delay in front of him was too long.

When the bell rang for the end of the exam, he had just turned to the reverse side and wrote the essay, and he hadn't even finished reading the questions.

And the first student in this row has already got up and started to collect the answer sheets.

He looked at the clean answer sheet on the back and couldn't do anything.

When he handed the answer sheet to the classmate, he felt powerless.

No matter what, he couldn't change the fact——

Essays will be scored zero.

Then this Chinese paper is useless.

Although the previous content was done quite smoothly, even if the previous content was full, there was no way to make up for it.

He Qing sat there in a daze.

But even if it happens again, he will still go out, and he will still save the aunt who is in danger of life.

So... so be it.

Take the following exams carefully, don't care about the ranking or not.

Just like that, He Qinghui planned to put this matter behind him and study for other exams.

In the remaining few subjects, except that there are a lot of chemistry that I haven't reviewed, I feel that the others are going smoothly.

Especially math.

After doing the example questions of Jiang Lijia's teaching plan and then doing the school papers, I can obviously feel a lot easier.

Through the systematic improvement and review method given to him by Shan Yunche, reading is not such a headache.

When handing in the last answer sheet, He Qing realized that he didn't seem to reject studying at all.

He even enjoyed the sense of accomplishment at the moment when he finished writing the paper.

For the first time in a long time, he completed a test seriously.

Like most of my classmates.

The harvest is not small.

After the exam, more students walked around the teaching building, and they went back to their respective classes.

According to the rules set by Pan Zhongsheng, the seats will be shifted once after each exam.

There was a loud sound of tables and chairs rubbing against each other in the classroom of Class [-].

When He Qing returned to the classroom, he found that Shan Yunche hadn't come back, so he helped him move the desks and chairs as well.

When he came in through the back door, he found He Qinghui sitting quietly in the new position.

The other students were discussing the answers to the exam intensely.

Shan Yunche put down his bag and sat down beside He Qinghui, "How do you feel?"

He Qing was startled for a while, but didn't answer.

His reaction was somewhat beyond Shan Yunche's expectations.

"Why don't you speak."

He Qinghui struggled with his thoughts for a while, but still told him the truth: "Shan Yunche, I won't make it to the top [-]."

It was even more beyond Shan Yunche's expectations.

Logically speaking, with He Qinghui's current level, the difficulty of this set of papers is not a problem at all.

what happened?

Shan Yunche frowned, "Are all the test papers here?"

He Qing nodded, "They're all here."

"Mark what you're not sure about and what you don't know about each subject, and sort it out for me."

He Qinghui scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Actually, I was late because of an accident before the Chinese test... 45 minutes..."

"so what."

"So, so..." He Qinghui didn't dare to look at Shan Yunche, "No composition, no writing."

The composition was not written.

Essay zero.

Shan Yunche continued to ask: "What accident?"

He Qinghui told him the truth: "...to save an aunt who was almost hit by a car."

It turned out to be the case.

The problem doesn't seem to be that serious.

"What about the other doors?"

"Except for the chemistry...feels good."

Shan Yunche finally relaxed a little bit.

The efforts during this period should not be in vain.

Save an aunt who was almost hit by a car?

As if realizing something suddenly, he turned sideways, "Are you injured?"

"Me? No. I'm fine!"

Shan Yunche asked forcefully: "Is there any, don't be brave."

He hadn't forgotten that the fool always liked to worry about other people first.

"Really do not have!"

In fact, He Qinghui felt a little guilty.

Because he knew he must be hurt.

Because it hurts.

Word of mouth is useless.

Shan Yunche turned around and sat upright, "Go back and show me tonight."

He Qing panicked, "??? What are you looking at?"

"I have to make sure you're not hurt."

Wouldn't that be...

Hold.

"No, no, no," He Qinghui quickly waved his hands, "I said I'm really fine! Don't bother me so much! Really!"

"There is no room for negotiation."

"..."

He Qinghui knew that he could not lie to him.

Nothing can be fooled.

There were many times when he felt that he might just fall into the hands of Shan Yunche.

"He Qing is back."

He Qing shook his body, "What are you doing?"

"Do you remember why you want to be in the top [-]?"

He Qinghui fell into deep thought.

At first it seemed to be...

An agreement between him and Shan Yunche.

If you think about it...

"Because if you get [-]th in the exam, you can... not sit at the same table with you."

When these words came out, He Qinghui even surprised himself.

During the period from the monthly exam to the senior high school exam, he studied so hard, and instilled in himself the idea of ​​getting thirty in the exam every day.

In the end, he even forgot that the reason why he wanted to get to the top [-] in the exam was...not to sit at the same table with Shan Yunche.

Because I hated him at first.

...But that was just my original thought.

If Shan Yunche hadn't mentioned it now, he really wouldn't have remembered it.

"Then now," Shan Yunche looked at him, "what do you think?"

"Anyway... I didn't get [-] in the exam this time, so you just treat that agreement as void." He Qing glanced at him, then looked away, "We... continue to sit at the same table."

Little by little, Shan Yunche's joy rose to his brows.

He Qinghui likes to sit at the same table with him.

He couldn't deny it.

Shan Yunche: "Then if you pass the exam."

Although it seems unlikely now.

This is just an assumption.

He Qing pouted back, and said jokingly: "Then, then I will breach the contract!"

Anyway, the two of them didn't sign the contract, nor did they sign it, so it has no legal effect, so why can't they break the contract?

So cute.

Shan Yunche couldn't help touching his head.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Midterm exams are more important than monthly exams.

After the examination papers were approved by the marking team, the scores were calculated quickly, and each class held a class meeting for this examination.

Pan Zhongsheng asked the representatives of each subject to distribute the answer sheets.

After the delivery, the whole class quieted down.

Pan Zhongsheng: "Students, let me make a short and objective summary of this midterm exam. First of all, I would like to congratulate our eighth class. The overall level is going up. I have shown everyone's progress. On this report card, when you go to the monitor to check your grades after class, remember to pay attention to the number I marked in front of your name.

"Then because the midterm exam is the first real big exam in the second year of high school, the grade decided to hold a parent meeting on this Saturday in view of the exam situation. Each student's exam situation will be notified to parents in the form of text messages. Please Students go back and remind parents that they must arrive at the class on time to attend the parent-teacher meeting, and sit down in your respective seats."

Upon hearing the parents' meeting, there was a sound of mourning.

He Qing lowered his head.

Want...to inform mom?

Even if he didn't notify, she would still receive a text message from Pan Zhongsheng.

In the evening, He Qing received his mother's WeChat.

[Mom]: Xiaohui, mom saw your teacher's text message, and mom will attend the parent-teacher meeting on time.

[Big Shuai]: ...Hmmm.

[Mom]: What's more, I haven't seen you for a long time. Mom really misses you.

[Mom]: Xiaohui, mom has seen your grades this time. 32, the progress is really great, my mother is very happy.

[Mom]: In fact, mom doesn't care how many you can take the exam, even if you take the second one, it doesn't matter.I just hope you can always be happy and happy, don't hide from your mother.

He Qinghui read her messages one by one with his mobile phone, but couldn't type a single word.

He misses his mother too.

But he was always afraid that he would be a burden and a burden to her.

After all, his mother had a new family, and he always felt like an outsider.

Afraid that I would disturb her happiness.

Hearing the sound of the dormitory door opening, He Qinghui hastily turned off his phone and wiped away his tears indiscriminately.

Shan Yunche came in with a medicine box.

He Qinghui sat on the bed with his back facing him, wearing only a short sleeve.

Sure enough, he saw the looming abrasions on his arms.

Without saying a word, Shan Yunche sat down next to him, grabbed his arm in front of him, and pushed the short sleeve to it.

The abrasions are fully exposed.

The language test is the first day.

How could this idiot have left it alone for days?

"Shan Yunche, you..."

"do not move."

He moved as lightly as possible.

After applying the ointment, I blew on the wound.

Cool.

It doesn't hurt anymore.

Just quietly took the medicine for a while.

After a long time, Shan Yunche said, "Why are you crying?"

He Qing trembled back.

...It was still seen by this guy.

He Qinghui couldn't hide anything from him.

He can always see his state at the first time.

He Qing replied: "..."

After Shan Yunche wiped the medicine, he put the medicine box aside, knelt down in front of He Qinghui, held his hands, and gave him the warmth of his palms.

"I like to see you smile." He looked up at He Qinghui's face, "Don't let yourself get hurt all the time, don't cry alone, don't carry everything by yourself."

He Qing was speechless.

"Promise me."