After the double birth, I and the mortal enemy are HE.

After the lunch break, Jiang Ning and Cheng Bai were called to the office without warning.He stood on the edge of the desk, an arm's length away from Cheng Bai.They didn't mean to avoid them, they just stood together naturally.

"Hey." The Chinese teacher held up the report card and sighed, his expression was indescribable: "What's going on with you this time?"

"One grade is the bottom one, and the other is the bottom one. I don't even want to talk about you."

He really didn't say anything, he just unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of the tea, the gurgling sound sounded inexplicably vicissitudes.

Jiang Ning quickly raised his eyes to look at him, his expression was a little uncomfortable, and there was no other extra emotion, maybe because of his face, he still looked very kind at this moment.

Jiang Ning lowered his head, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was very sincere: "Actually, I think I can't change the status quo if you continue to educate, and it will make you feel thirsty, or you should stop talking. I can guarantee that this time I will be at the bottom. , definitely not because of my attitude, I can guarantee that there will be no next time."

As for what will happen next time, he doesn't know, but it can't be worse than now.

Cheng Bai on the side also said: "I can also guarantee it."

The head teacher smiled happily: "Of course the teacher believes in you."

"It's just that your gaffe is a bit special this time." He said with an inscrutable look on his face, "Take time to write a [-]-word self-criticism and hand it over to me next Monday, okay?"

In his previous life, Jiang Ning would occasionally send a punishment for being late and write a few hundred words of self-criticism. He has already mastered the skills of making up random things, and it is easy to write a thousand words with his eyes closed.

Jiang Ning responded immediately: "Okay. Can I go now?"

The Chinese teacher waved his hand: "Let's go."

Jiang Ning stepped out of the office first, and Cheng Bai followed closely behind him.He wanted to ask Jiang Ning why Jiang Ning wanted to exclude him when they had a problem together.

Obviously he can say "So can we go now?".

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Cheng Bai couldn't help asking: "Next time you talk, can you count me in?"

Jiang Ning stared at him with a slight smile in his light brown pupils.

Cheng Bai paused for a second or two, and said slowly: "Just now, next time you can say 'Then can we go now'."

This was not a difficult task for Jiang Ning. He didn't bring Cheng Bai just now because he simply felt that they were not familiar with them. How could an unfamiliar person help the other party make a decision.

Jiang Ning said, "Let me think about it."

Cheng Bai didn't expect Jiang Ning to agree, he was already very happy that Jiang Ning could consider his ideas.

"it is good."

The class bell rang, and the class teacher walked into the classroom holding a Chinese textbook that was rolled up.Unexpectedly, this class did not mention the matter of changing positions, nor did it mention the results of this monthly exam, but just asked them to turn to the first few pages of the textbook.

Jiang Ning heard the familiar opening line: "Let's learn this classical Chinese in this class."

He lifted his spirits and took notes at key points from time to time while holding the pen.

In his previous life, he also sat here and listened carefully, but no matter how much he devoted himself, he couldn't forget the annoying spirit beside him.

Time has passed and the person is still the same person, but Jiang Ning is not so disgusted, but this does not mean that he has completely let go.

He took a sketchbook out of the drawer, found the blank page, drew a few circles on it, and wrote 'Plan A' at the top.Inside the circle are his steps, the core is how to teach the mischievous bully into a well-behaved and sensible person.

The first step is to bring Cheng Bai along for all the dirty work.

He fixes a date on the third Wednesday of each month, and this step can be carried out tonight.

The last two classes in the afternoon are politics. Jiang Ning scored 63 in politics. The moment he saw the answer sheet, he was in a happy mood.

This score at least shows that he just didn't completely forget about high school.

Escaping language and politics, he went to the evening self-study of history that Jiang Ning was least willing to face.Teacher Zhao, who taught history, was friends with his mother, and would occasionally give his mother feedback on his performance in school, usually without his consent, Zhao Youjing would not mention his grades to Yu Xinyuan.

Yu Xinyuan is busy with work, so she feels more at ease with him and manages him loosely. She usually doesn't ask about his grades and allows him to grow freely.

Yu Xinyuan didn't teach him easily, once she spoke, she said: "You have to be responsible for your own future."

This is the sentence that Jiang Ning heard the most when he was growing up. He thinks he has never experienced the beatings of the society. He is more idealistic and thinks that a simple life is good.So he doesn't have particularly high demands on himself.

Things might be a little different this time.

In the past, no matter how badly he did in the exam, he would never fall out of the top [-] of his grade, but this time he directly secured the bottom position of his age.

Zhao Youjing knew his grades well, and didn't set too big a goal for him, but only let him score no less than [-] in each historical test.

During the 10-minute break after class, Zhao Youjing called him to the office.

Zhao Youjing stood in front of the drinking fountain, turned around and said, "Find a seat."

Jiang Ning sat on the side near the door, facing Zhao Youjing.

She put the water in front of him and said softly, "I'll pour it for you."

"Thank you." Jiang Ning held a water glass in front of the bridge of his nose, trying to make his situation less embarrassing.

Zhao Youjing chuckled softly: "Don't be nervous, I won't tell your mother." The warm yellow light imprinted on her eyes, making her look extremely soft: "Would you like to tell me about your grades this time?" ?”

Zhao Youjing took Jiangning's history class in his first year of high school. One year later, he had a more or less understanding of Zhao Youjing's character. He couldn't get out of this classroom today without explaining the reason.

He still covered his face with the quilt, and said the words that he had already thought up: "You may not believe it. The night before the exam, I dreamed about the answer to the test paper. It was very realistic. I wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect to fail."

Zhao Youjing learns psychology by herself in her spare time. She can clearly see that Jiang Ning is making up nonsense in a serious manner at the moment, but she doesn't expose it, and even has a little sympathy.

Because her university will miss the interview experience because her dream is too realistic.

"The credibility of what you said is not zero." Zhao Youjing said: "Class is about to start, you go back to the classroom first, don't do this next time."

Jiang Ning responded repeatedly, and ran back to his place.

The students who were called to the office always received some attention. As soon as Jiang Ning sat down, Sun Wenrong walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Did the teacher ask about your grades?"

He is a representative of the history class, a professional accountant who distributes the answer sheets, and sent them to Jiang Ning. He thought he had read it wrong, and he had already handed over the answer sheets. Only then did I make sure that I was not dazzled.

Jiang Ning simply explained: "Well, I just asked what happened to my grades."

Sun Wenrong was very interested: "And then?"

Jiang Ning gave an ambiguous answer: "Then I explained it again, and she asked me to come back."

Sun Wenrong understood but didn't fully understand. Due to the ringing of the class bell, he could only go back to his seat first.

Sometimes his curiosity is easily satisfied, and sometimes he still wants to know more after getting to the bottom of it.

Jiang Ning knew this, so he deliberately didn't say much, and planned to finish it in one go when he returned to the dormitory.

As he expected, not long after arriving in the dormitory, several boys rushed into the bathroom with clothes and towels, and within a few seconds, there was the sound of splashing water.

Jiang Ning put down his schoolbag, and Sun Wenrong's voice came from the bathroom: "Jiang Ning Zhou Zhou, let's wash together."

Zhou Zhou replied unceremoniously: "Shut up, you, wash up quickly, and go back to bed to sleep quietly after washing."

Sun Wenrong said twice: "No love, no love."

His voice was mixed with various sounds of water, but Zhou Zhou couldn't hear him clearly, so he put down his backpack and lay down on the bed to look at his phone.

He is the only one in the dormitory who is not interested in Jiang Ning's grades. He knows the cause and effect, so there is no need to ask too much.

The next exam is a mid-term exam. Several schools take the joint exam. The school pays more attention to it, and the results will be sent to the parent group. Jiang Ning is worried that Yu Xinyuan will be distracted if he finds out.

He looked at the notes marked with colored ballpoint pens on the pages of the book, and he was extremely grateful that he occasionally went to tutoring on a whim in his previous life.

The forgotten memory was pulled out of the deep soil little by little, Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, at least the next exam will not be so bad.

"Ding-dong-"

Jiang Ning unlocked the phone, entered WeChat, clicked on Cheng Bai's dialog box, and a large paragraph of text came into view.

After a cursory look, he found that Cheng Bai was reporting the daily routine.

Jiang Ning: You made a foul.

Cheng Bai: I don't know what the rules are... sorry

Jiang Ning: What's the use of saying sorry to me, you broke the promise you wrote down, you should run to the rooftop and shout, I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty

Cheng Bai: Okay, can I invite you to be a witness?

Jiang Ning: As the promised party, I reluctantly agree to this stupid request

Cheng Bai: Then I will contact you on Saturday! !

"..."

Jiang Ning didn't know why their topic suddenly changed to going out on Saturday. What he thought was that Cheng Bai was going to go crazy on the rooftop at night, and he was going to watch a joke.

However, the essence of the matter has not changed, it is not impossible to just change the place.

Jiang Ning didn't reply anymore, because a few boys in the bathroom came out, he pretended to be studying hard before they came out, and at the same time prayed in his heart: let me go today.

After several boys came out, they sat around Jiang Ning with their mobile phones in their hands, watching Jiang Ning devote himself to his studies, he was reluctant to speak for a while, for fear of interrupting his train of thought.

Sun Wenrong stared at the test paper under Jiang Ning's elbow, and before he turned the page to think about the next question, he said, "That Jiang Ning, how did you explain it to the teacher?"

Jiang Ning looked up at him, and there was a hint of sadness in his bright eyes illuminated by the light: "I said that I dreamed of the answer, and I wrote it down during the exam."

"Then the history teacher believed it?" Sun Wenrong felt unbelievable.

"I don't know if she believed it, but you have to write it to me anyway." Jiang Ning didn't want to continue making up the story: "I did say that, and then she seemed to watch me leave with a kind of pity."

"Well, the history teacher is really nice." Sun Wenrong fantasized about using this excuse to prevaricate his parents, and he might be laughed at for a year.

Jiang Ning looked at the worried Sun Wenrong, "What's wrong?"

Sun Wenrong: "Well...ask me next Monday."

After their conversation ended, Duan Anyuan immediately stepped forward and said, "Jiang Ning, what's wrong with you? Why did you do so badly in the exam this time?"

"If you haven't kept up with the lessons during this period, you can come to my house. My parents hired me a tutor. If you come, we can not only study together, but also play games together!"

The image of Jiang Ning taking him through the game appeared in Duan Anyuan's mind, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The other three were suddenly upset, and said in unison: "What about us?"

Duan Anyuan: "Come too, I have several computers in my study, but Jiang Ning is mine when I play games."