what are you doing

It was already 08:30 when we arrived at the school. Fortunately, the first class was not for the soldiers. The two sneaked in through the back door quietly, and sat down on the seats without any risk.

Wang Ge looked at the two of them in bewilderment, and said in a low voice, "I'll go, you two are late for the group? Brother Yu, you've learned from An Zi badly."

"Fuck you, why did you learn badly? May I take him to promote his virtue?" Ding An retorted him.

Fang Zeyu followed suit and nodded.

"Hey you two," Wang Ge sighed, "It's fine if you agree, it's just you, and it's so good to not do business and study every day."

He admired Ding An from the bottom of his heart. This guy didn't do well for a day. Everyone learned from him, and everyone played with him, but he always got the first place in every exam.

As for myself, every night until midnight, I was only at the top [-] level, so I was so angry.

"I'm talented, who is like you? I've been promoted every day." Ding An said disdainfully.

To die of laughter, Wang Ge foolishly believed that he could take the first place in the exam without studying and reading books.

Fang Zeyu bent his lips calmly. He discovered it on the first day of class here. Although the environment in Yigao is not good and the place is small, the learning atmosphere is very good. Almost every class has one or two students. There is a dark horse, especially the one behind him is a crouching dragon and phoenix chick.

And he was the god of learning in his previous school, and he was very good at such things as making a name for himself.Although some courses were delayed because of the transfer, he was not worried. He had already learned these contents, and the teaching materials and test questions were simpler than those of his previous school.

He was a little looking forward to the exam, looking forward to the comparison with the one behind him.

The exams of No. [-] High School are arranged according to the ranking of the previous exam, and Fang Zeyu was arranged in the last exam room because he had no ranking.

On the day of the exam, Fang Zeyu was sitting in his seat. The teacher hadn't come yet, and the whole exam room was chaotic.

The boy on the left looked at him, and suddenly called him: "Hey, buddy."

Fang Zeyu didn't know this person, so he looked at him because he didn't know.

The boy smiled mischievously, and said in a low voice, "After the exam, move the answer sheet to my side."

Fang Zeyu stared at him for a few seconds.

He doesn't look fierce, but his brows are sharp, and he looks at the boy so coldly, making his hair stand on end.

Fang Zeyu said slowly, "I don't think you can understand my answer even if it's on your desk."

The boy froze for a moment, frowned and said, "Fuck, why are you pretending to be aggressive, if you have the ability, go to the first examination room and stay."

Luo Ding has been in the last examination room all year round, and he has never seen anyone who dares to speak like this in this examination room, and he is not afraid of making people laugh to death.

However, when he racked his brains to compile the answers for the classical Chinese translation, he turned his head inadvertently, only to find that the people around him had already filled in the front of the answer sheet densely, and they were conceiving the composition on straw paper, and the writing was neat. It looked like it was printed.

Luo Ding looked at his messy answer sheet and felt panicked. Those who could sit in their examination room were the bottom ones in the class. Even if they were like this, they were still so serious about the exam. Could it be that the first high school internal examination is already so serious?

The two-day exam passed quickly, and after the exam on Saturday afternoon, there was a holiday. Even if the teachers of all subjects corrected the test papers at full speed, the results would not come out until next month.

Although there are only two days off, it is exciting enough. In Wang Ge's words: the calm before the storm.He also said that he should enjoy this moment of tranquility and asked Ding An not to disturb him, Ding An didn't bother to talk to him.

Yu Hao was discharged from the hospital, and he planned to visit him.

As soon as he arrived at the steamed stuffed bun shop, he saw Yu Hao. This boy seemed to be in good spirits, and he was busy selling steamed stuffed buns for Liu Chunfang.

"Haozi, how do you feel?" Ding An asked, and greeted Liu Chunfang again.

"It's okay, Brother An, you can go to school tomorrow! I've been suffocating these days." Yu Hao said with a smile.

Yu Haoren is thin, with a cropped cut, and looks handsome, but his skin is a bit dark, and his teeth look white when he smiles.

Ding An also laughed.

"Okay, don't show your teeth and you will know it. The monthly exam let you escape, and the midterm exam can't let you go."

As soon as he heard about the exam, Yu Hao immediately turned bitter and said, "Brother An, just let me go, you hang me every time."

"That can't be done. Who said that one day I will be overwhelmed?" Ding An said happily: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and the little comrade still needs to work hard." God.

Yu Hao: ...

He regretted that when he was young and ignorant, he said such evil words in front of Ding An, but he chased and crushed him since the first year of high school.

However, he is very lucky to have such a good brother. In his eyes, Ding An is good-looking, good at fighting, and has a likable personality. The key thing is that he is so good at studying.

When Ding An came home, he met Fang Zeyu who went downstairs to throw out the trash. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and gray trousers, which looked very refreshing.

"Hey buddy, where are you taking out the trash?" Ding An asked him while biting a popsicle.

Ice cream melts quickly in summer, especially creamy ones. After a while, a drop dripped down the ice cream, and Ding An licked it.

"Well, where have you been?" Fang Zeyu stared at him for a while, then pointed to the corner of his mouth and said, "You got it here."

Ding An wiped the corner of his mouth with a big hand, and replied: "I went to Yu Hao's house."

Fang Zeyu nodded, and the two walked upstairs together.They all live on the sixth floor, there is no elevator, and they all rely on walking.Fortunately, both of them are young men, and they don't feel tired when they go upstairs.

"How much do you get for the big problem of finding the range after mathematics?" Ding An had nothing to say.

"m≥1"

Ding An suddenly turned his head, narrowed his eyes and stared at him and asked, "Are you sure?"

Fang Zeyu was taken aback by him, glanced at his face, and said without hesitation: "Sure."

Ding An didn't speak any more, he went upstairs calmly, opened the door and entered the house calmly, and before going in, he didn't forget to turn his head and calmly say to him that he will see you later.

Fang Zeyu returned home with a puzzled expression on his face.

Yes!Yes!

Ding An accurately threw the popsicle sticks into the trash can with his shooting posture, clenched his fists in silent ecstasy.Fang Zeyu is nothing more than that!This time the No.1 throne is his again!It's no surprise hahahahahahahahaha!

On the morning of the first day of school, Dabing posted the report card at the back of the classroom, and it was packed with people in an instant.

"Anzi, the grades are out, why don't you go and have a look?" Wang Ge sat beside him and asked him.

Ding An smiled and said, "What's there to see? You can guess it."

"Old Yu, you're not going either?" Wang Ge asked again.

Fang Zeyu shook his head and said, "Let's go later, there are too many people."

Well, this person is a big boss.

Ding An fiddled with the pen on the table, suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the class seemed not right.Why does everyone seem to be looking at him?Some people even whispered to the people next to him while looking at him. Could it be that his exam was so against the heavens that he scared them?

Just as Yu Hao squeezed out from the crowd, he looked at Ding An with a complicated expression, and then at Fang Zeyu who was calmly endorsing the letter.

"No, what's wrong with this?" Wang Ge couldn't hold back his curiosity, he pushed aside the crowd to look at the big list, and was stunned for half a minute.

Ding An was still waiting for him to report the situation, and asked him impatiently: "What's going on?"

Wang Ge also looked at him with a complicated expression, then at Fang Zeyu, and then said to Ding An, "Anzi, you should come and see for yourself."

Ding An felt a bad feeling in his heart, he stood up and walked over, most of the students behind him immediately dispersed.

The handwriting on the newly printed list is clear, and you can still smell the faint smell of ink when you get close.

Fang Zeyu

Language: 126

Math: 140

English: 139

History: 90

Geography: 91

Politics: 90

Total score: 676

Ding An

Language: 130

Math 135

English: 119

History: 95

Geography: 95

Politics: 92

Total score 666

Ding An was stunned.

He stood there dumbfounded, how hot the weather outside was at the moment, how cold his heart was.

"Hey, Anzi, it's okay, isn't it just a small monthly exam." Wang Ge tried to comfort him.

Ding An remained motionless.

"You see, you are ten times taller than Chen Keqing, you are broken, you are amazing!"

Ding An turned his head and looked at him with a distorted face, gritted his teeth and said every word: "I, go, you, mother, er, der."

Wang Ge was terrified: "Anzi, don't do this, I'm afraid." Yu Hao came over and pulled him away, "You can shut up your mouth! You talk too much!"

The fact that Fang Zeyu surpassed Ding An by [-] points spread throughout the whole school in an instant.

When Ding An went to the toilet after class, he could hear other people's discussions. Some praised Fang Zeyu, some thought he was too miserable, and many laughed at him.

Ding An wanted to hit someone angrily, but was stopped by Wang Ge desperately. He returned to the class angrily, sat in the back and stared at Fang Zeyu viciously.

However, Fang Zeyu was like a normal person, and he didn't even look at him. Ding An couldn't vent his anger, so he could only squeeze the decompression toy in his hand to vent his anger.

In the math class, the teacher focused on the big question of finding the range.

"The answer is m ≥ 1. In our class, only one student, Fang Zeyu, got it right. What happened to the others? Huh? Especially you, Ding An, the previous thinking is correct. How come you put 1 in the final value? Falling? And your dog crawling characters, how many times have I told you? I can write better than you when holding a pen with a chicken paw! Look at Fang Zeyu's handwriting again! Learn from him when you have time!"

There was a burst of goose and goose laughter from below.

"Why are you laughing? Did I say he didn't talk about you? Whoever laughs again will copy the paper ten times for me!"

The class was instantly quiet.

Fang Zeyu finally understood why it was always cold behind him, but every time he turned around, he could only see the top of Ding An's dark head.

Careful.

Fang Zeyu evaluated in his heart.

He thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote something in the notebook.

Ding An was staring at the paper with his head on one hand and pondering, when suddenly a small ball of paper landed on his desk, he raised his head, just in time to see Fang Zeyu's head turned away.

He reached out and opened the paper ball, which read: Come to my house for dinner tonight, my grandma stews fish soup.

Seeing his neat and powerful handwriting, Ding An was almost out of breath. Is this intentionally provoking him?Return fish soup, I think you look like fish soup!Fang fish soup!

He thought for a while, and wrote:

Is this fish soup just for me?Or do they both? "After finishing writing, he rolled up the note and threw it to Fang Zeyu.

The ball of paper was passed back quickly.

Fang Zeyu:? ? ?

Ding An raised the corners of his mouth and wrote: I knew that the leftovers were not made by others, and they would not be given to me.

Fang Zeyu: ...Are you okay?

Ding An: Of course I can't compare to you. I'm nothing more than a grass and trees man.

Fang Zeyu: ...don't be sick.

Ding An is in a good mood.

The two passed notes back and forth four or five times, and were almost shot in the head with chalk by the math teacher, so they stopped.In the end, Ding An didn't agree to Fang Zeyu's going to his house for dinner.