After the rain

How about the effect?Well, the visual impact is extremely strong.

The second is the dark brown bear hooded vest, which is made of soft fleece and is highly stretchable. It also comes with a single hood and four bear paws.

Milk tea is very cute after wearing it, and it also looks extremely fat.

"It's so cute, so cute, so cute!" Rourou hugged the milk tea tightly and kept rubbing it, sitting on the carpet and smiling.

Why did the milk tea wear clothes, not used to this sense of restraint, shrank like a doll that could not move, no matter how hard it was to flatten and round it, it had no strength to resist.

Rourou also ran home to get a camera and took a lot of photos, and finally the three of them and one cat took a group photo as a souvenir.

The happy time seems to be just a blink of an eye, but the hour hand has already sneaked around.

The little girl went home contentedly holding the camera that saved the precious photos. She loved to smile, and the soft baby fat looked so good in the hand that Shen Yan always wanted to squeeze it.

"When the photos are developed, I'll show them to you." Rou Rou said.

The two nodded together: "Okay."

She waved her little hand and said sweetly, "Bye, brothers! Goodbye milk tea!"

"Goodbye."

"Meow~"

The National Day holiday ends tonight. Students return to school for evening self-study. Most of the classrooms are full of people early. It is not to gather and talk about holiday life, but to rush homework together.

Duan Zheng got a good grade in the monthly exam this time, with a 360 in the second grade of his class. He is a dark horse out of a pack of wolves. According to his temperament, it is inevitable that he will get carried away, and the holidays are too chic, which leads to heavy debts in homework.

He borrowed Xie Junwen's to save his life, but he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

During the class meeting, Song Ye talked eloquently on the podium, while a group of people below worked hard to make up for their homework.He was not surprised by this kind of phenomenon, and quickly and concisely finished some clichés, and then turned to the focus of this class meeting-to analyze the results of the monthly exam for everyone.

"The overall average score of our class is the bottom of the whole grade. I am not surprised. In other words, it is acceptable. The penultimate class is 14, and our class is five points less than them."

"...You have a lot of room for improvement. Students who do well in the exam, please go forward bravely and strive for progress. Students who do not do well in the exam should not be discouraged. Every time the end of the exam is a new starting point, you have to do it before the next starting gun is fired. , to accumulate the strength to rush to the finish line.”

"...Here I would like to give special praise to No.1 student Xie Junwen, with a total score of 980 points, and advanced to the top [-] in the grade. Everyone applauds and congratulates him!"

"Awesome brother! Xie Junwen, Wolong also!" Duan Zheng's tone was exaggerated, his hands were free to applaud, and then he gave his thumbs up and hammered the arm of the tablemate.

Xie Junwen rolled his eyes, "Come on, shut up and copy your homework."

As soon as the school announced the results, they stalked him and asked him how he did in the exam. Now he is pretending to be a fart.

After the grade analysis, Song Ye put the grade book in the first row for them to read in turn, and said, "Get ready for the holiday homework, I'll check it later. Shen Yan, come to the office."

As the class teacher, Song Ye was the first person to know the grades of the students in the class. Shen Yan's grades were indeed worse than others, but it was understandable if one considered his previous disastrous senior high school entrance examination scores and the way he entered the school.

"I read your answer sheet. I won't mention anything else for the time being. You should at least get points for dictation of ancient poems. You didn't fill in one question." Song Ye flattened Shen Yan's Chinese answer sheet, and tapped the part of it with his fingertips. Blank line.

Regardless of whether the answer is right or wrong and there are no blank questions, this paper roll is really pleasing to the eye, and it can be pasted in the glass window in the lobby on the first floor to demonstrate the first-class paper roll.

Shen Yan was silent.

Turning the paper over, Song Ye took a look at him, "The composition is a bit off topic, and the number of words... is it because there is not enough time?"

"Ah."

"Composition is very important, so you can't lose it. There is a wall clock in every classroom. Pay attention to the time during the exam. You can also deliberately time and practice the rhythm when you do the set of questions. Other places..." Song Ye followed up and picked out a few. The points that should be lost, and then give him psychological counseling, and the words are full of encouragement.

After all, the last place in the exam was far behind the previous one.

"Is the progress of the course keeping up?"

Shen Yan nodded: "Yes."

"How are you getting along with your classmates?"

"pretty good."

Song Ye said: "I feel that your learning ability is not bad, and you are more serious in class. The test questions this time are actually very basic. Logically speaking, you should not pass the test like this. Have you reviewed after class to consolidate?"

Of course not, and being serious in class is just an illusion, but it's better not to tell the truth.

Shen Yan's face remained unchanged, "Yes."

Diligent efforts but little effect, that is, there is a problem with the learning method.After Song Ye inquired carefully, he didn't feel any difference. He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, and said, "Be diligent and lay a solid foundation. If you have difficulties in learning, you can ask teachers and classmates for help. If you don't understand, just ask. There is nothing to be shy about, thank you." Junwen and Duan Zheng—the first and second in the class are sitting in front of you."

Shen Yan: "...um."

These remarks probably mean that he has an appearance of hard work, but in fact he doesn't understand a lot of knowledge points, but because of his thin skin, he is ashamed to ask questions, and he does not seek deep understanding.

Big misunderstanding.

"The next monthly exam, I hope to see your progress."

"it is good."

Everyone copied the homework that the muscles in the hands were sore and numb as if they were broken, and they rushed out with all their strength. They got a light glance from the teachers of each subject, and then they just passed it.

Some are even perfunctory to the point of shocking.

Teacher: "Have you done your holiday homework?"

Student: "Done!"

Teacher: "Very good. If there is something you don't understand, ask after class. We will continue to learn new content after we finish the monthly exam paper."

"I, why am I bothering..." Duan Zheng clutched his heart and wanted to vomit blood, pressing his face against the table, pretending to be loveless.

Xie Junwen said: "You should be thankful that you gave up halfway last night and didn't finish copying everything."

Duan Zheng slapped the table, "That's called returning from the lost way!"

"Oh."

Duan Zheng couldn't stop sighing, and didn't cheer up until Shen Yan came back from the office, "Brother Shen, I've got something to tell you."

Xie Junwen scoffed.

Because the scores are thriving, almost every teacher will call Shen Yan to the office to understand the situation and do ideological work.Not only the scores, but also the answering questions - if he doesn't know how to do it, he just leaves it blank and skips it, not to mention the fill-in-the-blank questions and big questions, he doesn't even bother to guess a multiple-choice question.

All the teachers have emphasized that the test questions this time are very basic and should not be passed like this.The subsequent questions were basically the same, and Shen Yan used simple and universal formulas such as "um", "yes", "wouldn't", "forget" and "okay" to muddle through.

Shen Yan sat back in his seat, "What?"

"I have to apologize to you." Duan Zheng clasped his hands together and made a gesture of worshiping Buddha, "I'm sorry."

Shen Yan was confused, "Huh?"

"It's like this. I called my mother last night. She went to Tianshi's mansion to ask about it. Because I need to make an appointment, I only asked today." Duan Zheng unfolded the small note, shaking his head and reading it, just like an ancient tavern The storyteller in the book, "The old celestial master said--the gods are sealed in dead things, and their powers are greatly reduced. They cannot cleanse themselves, and they will inevitably be contaminated by the filth of the world. , can be removed, otherwise the filth will be transferred along with the yang energy, and it will be harmful! I let you touch it first that day, and what I gave you was either divine power or bad luck, so your failure in the exam is ultimately my fault."

He closed his eyes, twirled twice in the air with his middle and middle fingers together, tapped on the center of Shen Yan's eyebrows, and said something in his mouth, "Tianluo God, Diluo God, people are out of trouble, it's hard to get out of the body, all disasters turn into dust, Nan No Maha Prajna Paramita..."

At the end, he solemnly stated, "Brother Shen, I have removed the filth that was transferred to you now, and you will definitely be blessed by the exam god next time you take the exam."

Xie Junwen: "..." Where did the magic stick come from?

Shen Yan was in a complicated mood, he smacked his lips a few times, and said with difficulty: "Apology is... no need, and thank you."

25.

Shen Yan has a strong ability to act. Ever since he made up his mind to reform his mistakes, his attitude towards learning has undergone tremendous changes.

Because he couldn't see the blackboard clearly, he even wore glasses in class.

Duan Zheng made a fuss, "Brother Shen, you are actually short-sighted!"

"how?"

"handsome!"

Shen Yan: "..."

Duan Zheng giggled: "I mean you look handsome in glasses."

After laughing, he raised his mobile phone to shoot at Shen Yan for a while, and forgot to mute the volume. The "click, click" sound alarmed Qian Xia who had just stepped half a step out of the classroom.She turned around suddenly, listened to the location of the sound, and looked straight at the corner with her thin eyes. After a while, she looked back with a little doubt.

"Go, are you going?" Duan Zheng was frightened half to death, his heart was pounding.

"Let's go." Xie Junwen replied.

"Huh—" Duan Zheng felt lingering fear, quickly turned on the mute, and continued to shoot without fear of death.

Song Qikun, as always, frequently skips classes, and can run up to a 5-minute break with a carton of milk or two or three bags of snacks. The time is too short, and he has to leave before he can say a few words, but he never tires of it.

Every time he came, Shen Yan would be able to concentrate more in the next class, and the force was comparable to that of a beam hanging from the head.

When you don't come, you will explain in advance on WeChat, with detailed reasons, which is no different from reporting.

Today is no exception, Shen Yan took out his mobile phone and saw his WeChat message——

[The old class calls me to the office, and I will find you in the next class. ]

Shen Yan: [Yes. ]

He closed his physics textbook, took off his glasses and put them on the table, closed his eyes and pinched Shan Gen, "Duan Zheng."

Duan Zheng leaned against the wall, stepped on the edge of Xie Junwen's seat with his right foot, put a book on his left leg, looked down at the photo he took just now, deleted it vaguely, and clearly posted it in the group, "Huh?"

Shen Yan asked: "Do you think