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Wen Yu forced a perfunctory smile at Yang Xiuzhi, and strode towards Song Qiulin's direction. Yang Xiuzhi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the math teacher who came to prepare for class.

"Teacher Yang, do you have something else to say?" The half-haired old man had a large yellow triangle ruler hanging on his arm, and was holding a book in both hands. He seemed to be very inconvenient to move, but he still gave way to the side. You take 5 minutes?"

"It's okay." Yang Xiuzhi suppressed his anger, and still treated the old leader of the math group with great respect, "Mr. Li, please prepare."

"Oh, that's fine." The old man pointed to the side with a ruler, "I see that the boys in class three are making a fuss. Is this class yours?"

"I gonna go see."

Following the sound of Yang Xiuzhi's high-heeled shoes going away, everyone's nerves were relaxed.

"Huh... so angry early in the morning."

"So angry because of who!"

The girl in the first row with low ponytails turned around and gave Wen Yu an extremely unfriendly look.

Wen Yu raised his chin, stared back without showing any weakness, even mouthed "what's the matter" arrogantly, and raised his eyebrows by the way.

The provocative meaning of this expression couldn't be more obvious, the girl's face flushed in anger, and it was the tablemate next to her who pulled her back before turning her head.

"cut."

On the podium, Li Renguo clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay, okay, turn to page 46, pick two people to come up and help me draw pictures 2-5 and 2-6 on the blackboard. Call someone to come up and write the steps."

Wen Yu subconsciously fumbled in the pocket of the desk, but it was empty.

"I'll go to Class [-] with you to get the books later during class break." A textbook was pushed over beside him, and there were clear steps written next to the two pictures that Li Renguo was going to draw.

The font is not large, the traces of the pencil are clean and tidy, and there is no rubber crumb at all, which shows that this kind of sample problem is not even a pastime for the problem solvers.

"Aren't you watching?"

There was only an exercise book spread out on Song Qiulin's desk, and there was a test book next to it. Hearing this, the tip of his pen paused, "I've read it."

"Oh."

Wen Yu turned to page 46, paused for a moment, then raised the book to look at the cover, "Have you all learned the last book? Didn't this semester just start?"

"Anla's experimental class is at the same pace." Tang Yi from behind patted her on the shoulder, "Our class is a little bit faster, the second class and the third class have only learned about the third lesson of this book."

That's almost a book faster than us, okay?

Wen Yu understood why the study committee members of the fourth class studied so hard, but there were always a dozen or so people short of getting into the experimental class.

The last big question will always be a bit out of line, and some of the obedient boys who follow the steps below can complete the extra tasks within the specified time.

For these people, it may just be the difficulty of writing an extended question. Although it is difficult, it is possible to get full marks.

Fortunately, Li Renguo was different from Yang Xiuzhi. He didn't have the habit of giving birth to Ma Wei for the transfer, and he never gave Wen Yu a special look during the whole process. At most, he passed by her desk and stayed for a while while doing the questions.

"The writing is too ugly." Li Renguo tapped on her notebook with chalk-dusted fingers, and Li Renguo's voice sounded as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, "We are old enough to be unable to distinguish between a and q, and you are still scribbling like this. "

Wen Yu curled his lips, crossed out the letter he was referring to, and re-wrote it on the side, "I wrote o."

The two boys at the front table immediately laughed softly, their shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, and it seemed that they had endured a lot of hard work.

"If you write like this during the exam, I will deduct points from you."

"I will write carefully during the exam." Wen Yu propped his chin with his right hand, "Anyway, I only need to understand the words on the draft paper."

Li Renguo was not annoyed, he looked over her problem-solving steps carefully with his glasses on, and found no mistakes other than ugly words, so he walked to the next table in silence.

Wen Yu buried her head and continued to write the questions. Occasionally, she would search for the formulas in the textbook. After all, there were too many skips in class one. She had never even seen many formulas, let alone memorized them.

At first, Wen Yu would pass half a copy to Song Qiulin, but later she found that she hadn't even glanced at it, and then suddenly understood what she meant by "read it".

Li Renguo mastered the rhythm of the classroom well, and Wen Yu was still full of interest after one class. Among other things, he really enjoyed the math class in the experimental class, and the fast-paced questions were also cool.

A few people in Class [-] were afraid that they would miss the next step, so they raised their hands to ask questions if they had any questions, which was too time-consuming.

Wen Yu rubbed his face, and habitually climbed up the table with his hands together, preparing to catch up on sleep.

As soon as the show was staged, he was patted on the shoulder.

"gone."

"Where are you going..."

"Class four."

……

Wen Yu put her hands in her pockets, unwilling to follow behind Song Qiulin. She could actually refuse Song Qiulin's self-talking help, but for some reason, she just couldn't say what she was thinking.

The stairs from the fifth floor to the fourth floor are very free except for the meal time. People in the third class can't wait to use the time to go to the toilet to memorize vocabulary. Few people walk back and forth between classes. In contrast, the first floor to the third floor The stairwell on the second floor is like a bustling scene after class, with constant noise and laughter.

Class [-] was at the end of the corridor, and Wen Yu followed Song Qiulin step by step, feeling like he was the coolie called to help move the books.

"Slow down, it's not you changing classes, why are you in such a hurry."

"There are still 13 minutes for class, 3 minutes for preview, and 10 minutes for you to tidy up."

"..." Wen Yu trotted a few steps to keep up with Song Qiulin's pace, and then whispered when he was shoulder to shoulder with her, "Do you have to speak in this tone, there is no ups and downs in the tone, I don't know if I thought you were a robot .”

"Here we are." Song Qiulin stopped in front of the door and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Fang Yang opened the door, and Wen Yu didn't come for the whole class, and he didn't reply to the messages. If Tang Yi hadn't told her about Wen Yu's transfer, she would not have known about it.

"Wen Yu..."

Wen Yu glanced at her inexplicably, "Why do you have such a bad face?"

Fang Yang shook his head, stepped aside and asked her to come in, "Are you here to get the books? I'll pack them up for you."

"Oh..." Wen Yu scratched the back of his head, slightly apologetic, "I was delayed by something on the weekend and forgot to tell you that I changed classes. You are not angry, are you?"

"Yo! The thorn will apologize too? Finally, I have enough money to be stuffed into the experimental class. I am so happy."

Wen Yu raised his eyes to look behind Fang Yang, only to realize that the group of people in the class had put down what they were doing and stared at her. Unlike the usual stares, this time they were obviously very aggressive.

The person who spoke was at the same table of the school committee, his grades were not good, and he often mixed up with the group of Class [-] in private.

Wen Yu took his hands out of his pockets, slowly stood up straight, and said to the boy, "What's wrong? Envy?"

"I'm envious! I'm looking down on you! Don't think that you are self-righteous just because you have Jiang Jiang's backing. If you have the ability to let him send you home every day, otherwise I will find someone to punish you!" Obviously, the boy's anger towards Wen Yu has accumulated It's not a while.

Wen Yu didn't hesitate to be pointed at and scolded by a boy who was a head taller than him. He lifted his foot to the side and stood on the podium, and leaned lightly, "Okay, you are taking the initiative to provoke."

"Who is still afraid of you?" The boy smiled, his expression a little awkward, "What's the matter, I'm scared, and I want to complain to Jiang Jiang?"

Wen Yu was not moved by his aggressive method, "Sue, of course, I'll add fuel to the report, first tell the class teacher, then appeal to the dean, and finally let Jiang Jiang find someone to block you this afternoon, what do you think of this order? like, huh?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-1416:45:56~2019-11-1619:38:50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: 2 toffee wing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!