Sand sculpture and salted fish want to fall in love [Rebirth]

The curriculum in the third grade of senior high school is relatively intense. There are two self-study classes after school every day, which add up to 100 minutes in total.

The grade leader vacated an empty classroom and used the evening self-study time to organize ten contenders for the competition places to take the school exam.

Participating in the provincial competition is related to the honor of the entire Qingli Middle School.Although the whole school has lost hope of winning the prize, at least the students sent out must have the spirit of competition, and the rankings should not be at the bottom.

"Is everyone here?" Liu Hongmei walked into the exam room with the Chinese test paper.

The elegant Chinese teacher followed closely behind, holding the roll call in his hand, "Let me take a roll first, Yuan Hai."

"Here!" Yuan Hai in the front row raised his hand high.

"Wei Qin."

Wei Qin raised his face and said in a sweet voice, "Here."

The Chinese teacher read the list in order, and it was the last one's turn, "Shen Gubei."

In the corner of the classroom, Shen Gubei responded without raising his head.

Liu Hongmei looked at him, frowning tightly, "All students, put the things that have nothing to do with the exam on the podium. I only know how to read now, so what did I do? Is it useful to cram?"

She didn't name names, but the other students could tell.

In the back row, Shen Gubei slowly closed the book, strode forward, and placed it in front of Liu Hongmei impartially.

The large characters of "Mathematics Compulsory Five" on the cover deeply hurt Liu Hongmei's eyes.

Mathematics, how is it mathematics?

Mathematics is used in physics classes, and mathematics is also used in Chinese exams. He should just marry mathematics!

"Go, go back to your seat." Liu Hongmei calmly distributed the ten test papers to each candidate.

The exam officially started, and Liu Hongmei circled around the small classroom with her hands behind her back.Occasionally wandering around to the students in the class, and leaning over to read their test papers, whispering a word or two.

Every time she passed by Shen Gubei, she quickly avoided it as if she had encountered a plague god.

The Chinese teacher was just the opposite of her, sitting quietly on the podium throughout the whole process to avoid affecting the students' answering questions.It wasn't until the end of the exam that he checked the students' answers one by one and reminded them to write their names and copy the answers.

"The countdown to the exam is 10 minutes. Let's check the test paper for the last time. Have you written your name and class? If you have an exam admission ticket number, you must check the number carefully." The Chinese teacher reminded him as he walked, and finally came to Shen Gubei's side.

He is a Chinese teacher in the graduating class of liberal arts, and is not responsible for teaching science students.Although he knew that Class Five was a poor class known far and wide, he still treated Shen Gubei equally like other students.

"Student, turn the test paper to the front."

Shen Gubei stopped writing, unfolded the folded test paper, and turned to the page with the name column.

While flipping through the test papers, the Chinese teacher glanced at his answers.

The exam questions are set by him independently, and the teacher knows which questions are more difficult and which questions are easy to make mistakes.The students in the key classes in front more or less fell into the trap designed by him, and even the top students in the liberal arts class were not immune.

Only Shen Gubei avoided misunderstandings in all the error-prone questions, had a clear thinking in solving the questions, and the answers were perfect.

The Chinese teacher picked up the test paper, looked it over carefully, and had a rough judgment on the score in his heart.

"Student Shen Gubei." The Chinese teacher compared the name column and read out Shen Gubei's name.

"Ah."

"Why did you choose to apply for science?" The Chinese teacher suggested sincerely, "According to your level, it is more promising to come to the liberal arts class."

"The teacher is right." Shen Gubei said, "However, the plane can only take off against the wind."

The Chinese teacher understood what he meant, "The little classmate speaks very well. If you have any questions about Chinese in the future, you can come to me at any time."

"Thank you, teacher."

The students in the two liberal arts classes in the front row turned their heads and discussed in low voices.

"He must have done really well."

"Every time Mr. Zhang meets a student with good Chinese scores, he wants to be recruited into the liberal arts class."

"In his words, it's called cherishing talents."

Hearing their conversation, Wei Qin was about to turn around when he was startled by Liu Hongmei's roar.

"What are you arguing about? Is the exam over? Just hand in the paper if you don't want to answer."

"Okay." Shen Gubei, who had finished answering the test paper, stood up, walked across the classroom, and picked up the math book in front of Liu Hongmei.

The other nine students watched him go away, only two big words remained in their minds: Warrior.

Everyone applauded Shen Gubei silently in their hearts, and lamented that he pretended to be as aggressive as the wind, and dared to flirt with Liu Hongmei in person.

real man!

Shen Gubei returned to the classroom, there were still a few minutes before get out of class ended.The classroom is in a mess, entering the atmosphere after school early.

"Beizi, you're truant again!" Wei Zeling rushed over when he saw him, "Old Wu said every day, let's cut less truancy, and the school will force you to drop out if there are too many truancy."

"I didn't miss class."

Wei Zeling: "Then what did you go to study late at night?"

"Exam." Shen Gubei didn't explain too much, and went straight to his place.

Zheng Annan, who was sleeping on his stomach, lazily turned over, revealing a small half of his face, his white and tender face was slightly flushed, and he could see the red marks on his clothes.

"How did you do in the exam?" Zheng Annan asked vaguely, his voice was a little milky.

"It's okay, I didn't encounter too difficult questions." Shen Gubei returned to him, and took out the homework book he had pressed under his arm.

Before the self-study class, he circled a few questions for Zheng Annan.

Although the little trash protested repeatedly, he still answered the questions seriously, and the homework was densely written.

It's just... the correct rate is really not flattering.

There were five questions in total, and he made four and a half mistakes, two of which were the original questions in the textbook.

According to Little Waste's current level, even if the acceptance rate of the college entrance examination reaches 90%, he is hopeless.

"Here, I have marked the page numbers in the textbook for all the formulas and knowledge points involved. Take it back and read it carefully." Shen Gubei handed him the homework book, put his schoolbag on his back and stood up, just as the school bell rang.

"Who wants to read when I go home?" Zheng Annan felt a headache when he heard reading, and seeing that his deskmate was about to leave, he hurriedly asked, "Are you leaving? Don't you work overtime today?"

"Well, I have to prepare for the exam in the next two days, and I don't have so much time after school." Shen Gubei paused for a moment, and added, "If they are willing to help, I can pay by the piece."

"They like to be lazy, and you can only work well if you watch them." Zheng Annan's beautiful eyes circled twice, and it was rare to come up with a useful solution. "Well, you come to my house to do your homework and monitor them by the way."

"Is it convenient to go to your house?"

"It's convenient, there's no one in my house." Zheng Annan muttered in a low voice, "And it's not the first time you've come here."

"Huh?" Shen Gubei's ears were sharp, and he was very puzzled when he heard his words, "Have I been to your house before? When?"

"...You actually forgot?" Zheng Annan opened his mouth wide in astonishment, with an unbelievable expression on his face, as if struck by lightning.

Shen Gubei actually forgot what he had been thinking about for so long?

forgotten!

He is really good or bad!

All the students are out of school, and the lights are still on in the office of the third grade group.

The Chinese teacher and Liu Hongmei are far away from home. They only go home on weekends and usually live in the school dormitory.

The light in the classroom dormitory is too dark, and they prefer to stay in the office to correct homework and test papers.

After Liu Hongmei finished writing the lesson plan for the lesson, she pretended to casually wander to the Chinese teacher to inquire about the situation of the exam tonight.

Chinese teacher: "Considering the difficulty of the competition, the questions I came up with are relatively difficult. The students in your class performed stably as a whole and can get a score of about 80 points. Especially Wei Qin, she has the third highest score in a single subject, with 84 points."

"You're only third." Liu Hongmei secretly felt disappointed, trying to comfort herself, "The Chinese of the science students is not as good as that of the liberal arts class. The two scores in your class should be quite high, right?"

"The two of them are a bit unsatisfactory. I expected them to get 90 points in the test, and the result was 85 and 83."

"From what you mean, there is another one in front?" Liu Hongmei's eyelids twitched violently, "Which classmate is so good?"

"Shen Gubei from Class [-], when I saw his test paper today, I guessed that his grades must be good." The Chinese teacher really cherishes his talents, and when he mentions the students with high grades, even if he is not a student, he still smiles happily.

He took out Shen Gubei's test paper and showed it to Liu Hongmei like a baby.

"There is no composition in this exam. It is all multiple choice, fill in the blank and short answer questions. His answer ideas are very good. I have been a Chinese teacher in Qingli Middle School for more than ten years. I have seen students who can get full marks in the basic Chinese questions. He is the first indivual."

Liu Hongmei's complexion got worse the more she listened, "Can the students in Class Five be so good? It should be because you have loose standards for judging papers."

The Chinese teacher immediately retorted, "Ms. Liu, I have the same standards for all my classmates."

"Then..." Liu Hongmei could only bite the bullet and agree, "His language is indeed not bad."

Holding the test paper, the Chinese teacher exclaimed, "How can this level be called 'OK'? He is obviously the top-notch Ziwei star in our school."

Zheng Annan's house has a superior location and a large room size.

The layout of the house is unique and exquisitely decorated. It is not like a self-built house in the countryside, but like a small villa.

It is said that his rich father sent a construction team to decorate according to the standards of a big city.

Zheng Annan was still a little confused at first. After all, he hadn't seen his father for more than ten years. Why was he so responsible for his affairs?

He couldn't figure out why, and didn't bother to think about it.

On the other hand, Shen Gubei saw the small bungalow and vaguely guessed the hidden story inside.

Calculating the time, Zheng Annan's biological father has been married for more than ten years.

If you haven't had a baby for more than ten years, you should really be anxious, but don't use small favors to stabilize the only seedling first.

"Come in... wait, Shen Gubei, don't come in yet!" Zheng Annan stepped into the room with one foot, stepped on a floral shirt, and immediately blocked Shen Gubei outside.

He called a few younger brothers into the room, and hurriedly called out, "Quick, help me clean the room. Throw all the clothes into the bathroom, and put the garbage into the bag. Hurry up!"

"Why clean up?" The little brother couldn't figure it out.

They have been to Zheng Annan's house many times, and every time it is a mess, the younger brothers are already used to it.

"Clean up as soon as you are told, there is so much nonsense." Zheng Annan slapped him, "Clean up within 5 minutes, don't make him wait too long."

"Will 5 minutes be enough?" Qin Mian bent down to pick up the dirty clothes, suddenly realized something, and asked curiously, "Brother Nan, why do you treat Shen Gubei differently from us? Those who don't know, think that He is your horse."

"What, what kind of bastard!" Zheng Annan stammered suddenly, "Speak well, the correct name is girlfriend."

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The author has something to say:

Nannan, a shy underage innocent boy, invites Beibei home for the first time, blushing and heartbeating.

Beibei: Hurry up, I want to study.