Catch only learn God to fall in love

"Huh? Solved the problem?" When Yi Tingnan raised his head, there was still a red mark on his face from a long sleep.

"Yes, brother, you really are Lie Ying in the Internet words." Liang Haodong turned his head and said angrily.

When he looked at Xu Yaosheng who had stopped speaking on the podium, the other party had already finished the train of thought of the whole question.

"Congratulations to Cheng Sibo's group, who solved this problem as quickly as possible. The students in this group will tell me which seat they want later."

Xu Yaosheng was relieved when he talked about Cheng Sibo, but when he looked at Yi Tingnan, the smile on his face collapsed as if he had changed his face.

He said: "That student Yi Tingnan who is lying down, after class, I will explain your thinking on this question in the office. Okay, students, get out of class is over."

Yi Tingnan felt as if he had been struck by lightning on the spot. He didn't even read all the questions, so he lay down on Cheng Sibo's table and shouted, "I'm too difficult."

"Give way." Cheng Sibo stood up, wanting to go out.

Yi Tingnan's eyes lit up when he heard the voice, he smiled like a little fox, looked up at the other party, and said, "Student, the teacher also said just now, we have to work together."

Cheng Sibo raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer.

Yi Tingnan flattered him and said, "Help me explain how to solve the problem. I'll help you line up for lunch at noon."

In fact, Yi Tingnan wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to solve the problem. It was mainly because he was lazy. In addition, he had ready-made analysis of the group stage, so he didn't want to think about it by himself.

Cheng Sibo remained unmoved as if he had no interest.

Yi Tingnan was displeased with this attitude, and said, "Don't underestimate Yiyang's cafeteria battle. It's like a starving ghost reincarnated for a meal. This deal is totally worth it."

"Don't eat sweet and sour." Cheng Sibo put the piece of paper that solved the problem in front of Yi Tingnan.

Yi Tingnan showed two small canine teeth, stood up to make room, and said, "OK."

After Cheng Sibo left, the corner of his mouth curled up. He was still a picky eater.

In the end, Xu Yaosheng didn't let Yi Tingnan speak in the office because he had a meeting.

Yi Tingnan, who got a cheap price, had to ask Xu Yaosheng not to sit in the first row.

He is really number one in ten thousand years. Of course, it has nothing to do with his grades. He is the first row of seats in ten thousand years, from the first year of high school to the present.

Xu Yaosheng sighed and said, "Student Yi Tingnan, although I promised that everyone who wins the group competition can ask for a seat change, but can you tell the teacher what contribution you have made?"

"Isn't the spirit of unity and friendship enough to prove my ability?" The little boy took it for granted.

A teacher came in and urged Xu Yaosheng to go to the meeting quickly. He pursed his lips, and finally waved his hand to tell him to go back quickly. He compromised: "Forget it, forget it, you can arrange where you want to sit."

"Thank you teacher." Yi Tingnan bowed with a smile, and when he walked to the door, he looked back at the head teacher who had taken the materials and was about to leave the office, and said with a smile, "Then can I be your class representative?"

This time Xu Yaosheng really raised his leg and kicked him in the air, "I still want to live for a few more years."

By lunch time, Yi Tingnan sprinted for [-] meters, not even working so hard for the physical examination.

Although Yi Tingnan didn't use Cheng Sibo's problem-solving ideas, he still lined up for him in the end.

Let alone Liang Haodong's fleshy body, he felt that his belly could squeeze out oil after arriving in the cafeteria, let alone Yi Tingnan's thin body.

When he packed two meals and squeezed out from the pile of students, he felt that he had internal injuries.

Looking angrily at Cheng Sibo who was relaxed and doing nothing in the corner, his mouth almost crooked in anger.

"Student, you are lucky." Yi Tingnan handed over one of the meals.

Cheng Sibo ate slowly, and said, "It's not the deal you want?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"My god, it's terrible. I don't know how many times my stomach and butt have been licked." Liang Haodong sat next to Yi Tingnan sweating profusely.

"Look, classmate, it's a living example, life depends on one's life, and cooking depends on one's life." Yi Tingnan said that you should know my goodness.

Cheng Sibo saw the non-stop talking, and said, "Thank you, shut up and eat."

After the three of them finished their meal, Yi Tingnan and Liang Haodong went to the canteen to buy water, shoulder to shoulder, and Cheng Sibo didn't know where to go.

After taking a few sips of the frozen drink, Yi Tingnan felt that his soul had returned, and he began to fiddle with his desk in class.

Then the chairs were put on the desks, and they rushed to the last row with these two things on their shoulders.

"This classmate, please lift your noble butt, this one will be mine later."

Yi Tingnan showed a service smiling face, saw Wen Jing trembling for a while, and said: "The word hidden in the smile must belong to you."

"That's because you don't understand our style of literature and art." Yi Tingnan yelled.

Wen Jing ignored him, and carried his desk and chair to the front table.

Wen Jing said to the students who were still a little confused: "Student, I don't want to be offended, but there are people who covet my Feng Shui throne."

It is estimated that this student has never sat in the front row, so he is a little unhappy.

But he didn't win the group stage, so he had to pack his things slowly and go to the first row with a look of reluctance.

Cheng Sibo entered the class by the bell of the first class in the afternoon.

When he saw his new deskmate propping his face with his hands, tilting his head sideways and showing his canine teeth with a smile on his face, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Hey, classmate, we will be new tablemates from now on, and I will teach you more. This is a strawberry. I protected it very well in the morning to prevent being squeezed."

Yi Ting Nan said while taking out a box of strawberries from the desk cabinet.

"You don't want the throne in the first row?"

Before the teacher came in, Cheng Sibo sat down and stuffed one into his mouth.

Strawberries in September are not in season yet, and they are a bit sour.

"Fart, that's obviously a rotten seat with nails stuck on it." Yi Tingnan frowned, and said, "This is the treasure of Fengshui, and I'm happy to be the number one in my grade."

"No matter how smart you are, it's all there."

Yi Tingnan was unhappy and said, "I'm in grade 22 anyway."

"It's pretty good." Cheng Bosi nodded in agreement.

He didn't find a throne, he just found a tablemate with a poisonous tongue.

During the class break, Yi Tingnan's cell phone kept vibrating, and he secretly took it out of the desk and cabinet to play with his head down. It's possible that the class group was established, and they were secretly chatting with each other.

As if remembering something, he fiddled with his fingers on the screen of the phone and said, "At the same table, WeChat agrees."

When Yi Tingnan received the message that the other party had agreed to add friends, he ran to the other party's circle of friends immediately. Well, it was blank, the WeChat name was just a symbol '.', and the profile picture was all black.

Is this engaged in secret underground party work?

Although time flies, but at this age of flower season and rainy season, everyone gets to know each other quickly.

Just when Xu Yaosheng announced that he was going to prepare for the monthly exam, everyone who was reviewing, even the students who usually seldom talk, began to discuss ideas for solving problems.

"At the same table, those who fall out of grade [-] in the monthly exam will be replaced. It is a cruel reality."

This evening for self-study, Yi Ting Nan was chatting with his deskmate while working on a problem.

The first grade is different, and the speed of review is also incomparable.

No, it's only halfway through the evening self-study, and the first grader has already read comics.

"So are you ready?" Cheng Sibo propped his chin in one hand and held the comic book in the other.

"Damn." Yi Tingnan blew up again, and said, "My brain with a high IQ, No. 20 in grade two, am I going to be eliminated? What I should worry about is Fatty Dong."

"Is it easy to show off at 22?" Wen Jing turned his head and looked disgusted when he heard this.

"I'm too embarrassed to mention your rank of [-]th in a grade." Yi Tingnan didn't even bother to talk to him.

Relying on his family's wealth, Wen Jing knows how to hook up with girls, and spends money lavishly. He has already heard of such a [-] million in the first semester of his first year of high school, and he has no self-consciousness in studying at all.

"It's not easy for me to ask for merit. If you are so confident, you can go from 22 to the second Tang Yu to PK." Wen Jing said and pointed to his front desk.

Tang Yu is the second grader this time, and he was the first grader in previous years. If there is no Cheng Sibo, there is no doubt that he will still be the first grader this time.

"I said it as if I wanted to ask for it." Yi Tingnan was cowardly. Tang and he knew it. The school was famous for being a nerd and academic bully. He only knew how to study every day. He was unknown and never took the initiative to make friends, but as long as his classmates We have problems to find him, but also happy to help.

"If you have time to use your mouth, it's better to use your brain." Cheng Sibo, who had been listening in, couldn't help but speak.

Yi Tingnan lay down on the table in distress, and said, "I want to move too, but unfortunately I can't do it."

It was already nine o'clock when the evening self-study ended.

Some students who lived far away began to pack their schoolbags and go home, and some wrote non-stop, as if they didn't know that get out of class was over.

Yi Tingnan looked at these people, shook his head and sighed, and said, "I'm ashamed, I punish myself for eating McDonald's and not eating rice tonight."

Cheng Sibo stared at him.

"At the same table, do you want to eat McDonald's?" Yi Tingnan said with a smile.

"Don't eat."

"I don't know how to enjoy the happiness in the world at all, and I carry a thermos every day."

The voices of the two people slowly walked away from the classroom and became softer.

"Dongdong, let's go eat."

At noon that day, Yi Tingnan followed Cheng Sibo to go to dinner with him, but Liang Haodong still worked hard on the problem.

"I'm not going, I'll go to the commissary to buy some bread later."

"Look at this poor one, I'll buy it for you later."

Yi Tingnan would not be ignorant of Liang Haodong's intentions. This fat man got into Class [-] almost by luck, and the monthly exam is coming soon. It's really hard to say about luck, so he can only pay more than others s hard work.

"When did you have that self-consciousness?" Cheng Sibo looked helplessly at Yi Tingnan who was eating happily.

Yi Tingnan was puzzled, and said, "I'm quite self-conscious, aren't I?"

After speaking, he also looked at the plate that he had almost finished eating. You see, I have almost eaten.

Cheng Sibo held his forehead, too lazy to confront him again.

In the night life, there are very few high school students. Most of them are young people who take their friends to go shopping, and middle-aged people rush home for dinner.

As for Cheng Sibo's evening self-study night, before he reached the door of the house, his grandmother was already watching the aunts dancing in the square in the community, and glanced at the door from time to time.

"Hey, our little Bo is back, have you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

Seeing the familiar figure, grandma got up and walked over to ask with a smile.

Cheng Sibo nodded and said, "I've eaten, grandma."

"That's good, let's go home. Grandma prepared fish soup for you today, but it's fresh." Grandma took his hand and walked towards home.

Cheng Sibo clenched the palm that was full of calluses, the lines on the palm were like the marks of a knife, and some fingers could not be straightened anymore.

"Xiao Bo is back? Are you tired from studying today?" Grandpa was cutting potted plants on the balcony, and stuck his head out when he heard the sound of the door.

"Not tired, Grandpa."

Cheng Sibo put his schoolbag back in the room, drank the fish soup stewed by his grandmother, washed the dishes, and went to the balcony to accompany his grandfather to trim the flowers and plants.

I didn't find it until I looked carefully. Grandpa's hands were already trembling slightly when he cut off those thin roots with scissors.