Young detective case book

Only at this moment did he realize clearly how big the gap was between No.17 Middle School and No.[-] Middle School.

For Su Ye, the first day at the new school was undoubtedly a tragedy.He succeeded in gaining countless eyes of surprise and pain from teachers of various subjects, and contempt and contempt from his classmates.

Although the Ministry of Education has repeatedly clamored to reduce the burden, the fact is that the more "reduced" the burden becomes.For the vast majority of hard-working and motivated students, the three years of high school are almost like being fried in a frying pan.

At the end of the evening self-study, the night was already deep, and the moon hid behind a thick cloud, occasionally revealing a hazy figure still holding the pipa half-hidden.

The sky is full of stars, like shining gems, adorned on the dark blue sky, blinking happily, like a group of naughty children.

The night breeze blows gently, exuding a refreshing breath, blowing away the scorching heat of the day without a trace.

After sitting in the classroom for more than ten hours, my physical fitness was poor. Of course, I felt exhausted, my back was sore, and my limbs were stiff. At this time, I had the opportunity to move around and breathe some fresh air, so I felt a little more relaxed.

Slowly swaying out of the school gate with a heavy schoolbag on his back, habitually turning to the left, he suddenly heard someone call: "Suye! Suye!"

After shouting several times, he realized that he was calling himself. He followed the sound blankly and saw a black bmw that was quite familiar.

Ou Yuchen poked his head out of the rolled down car window and waved at him: "Suye! Come here!"

After being dazed for a few seconds, Suye remembered that he had already moved, and he would not have to walk to and from school alone in the future, there would be a car instead, and Ou Yuchen and Zhang Hanyue would be walking together.

This feeling was strange and made him very uncomfortable.

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It was past ten o'clock at night when we got back to Su's house, Su Bohan and the others had already finished their dinner and went back to their respective rooms to rest.

The living room is quiet, with only one wall lamp on, and the soft orange color pervades the room, giving people a warm and warm feeling.

Sister Lan was obviously very precise about the time when they got out of school. There was no doubt that there was steaming hot food on the table in the restaurant, fresh from the pot.

The three of them were all in puberty, and Suye's stomach was used to being abused, so he didn't really feel it, but the other two were too hungry, and even Ou Yuchen accelerated his frequency. Even so, his posture was still standard and elegant, completely It can be filmed as a teaching video on dining etiquette.

In comparison, Zhang Hanyue was more reckless, attacking alternately with the chopsticks in his left hand and the spoon in his right, chewing the tender bamboo shoots until they were crunchy.

Suye ate the least, chewed slowly, and was the last one to get off the table, habitually tidying up the dishes. She had just gone back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room twice before she was spotted by Sister Lan and politely "invited" out.

Suye didn't insist, each family has its own rules, if helping out with good intentions causes trouble to others, then it's not called helping but causing trouble.

Although I was terribly exhausted and my eyelids were clenched with sleepiness, I still couldn't sleep when I returned to my room, and there was still a lot of homework to do.

There is no doubt that Chinese students are undoubtedly the hardest, most unlucky and darkest in the world.

At this time, Suye felt especially tragic.

Opening his schoolbag, he found the textbooks spread out on the desk, and he was completely at a loss for what to do with the exercises that looked like heavenly books.

In terms of learning, he is not the kind of student who knows everything and is quite spiritual, nor is he the kind of idiot who can't learn no matter what, he can only say that his IQ is so-so and his studies are quite satisfactory.Good grades are all about hard work.High school mathematics is quite esoteric for him, and it is difficult to understand it thoroughly with his own head.

After sitting blankly for a long time, there are still a lot of blanks in the exercise book.

The quartz clock on the wall looked at him contemptuously. The second hand: "Tick tock, tick tock..." skipped one frame at a time, which made people upset.