Be at the same table with the rumored boss

How else can you say that he is a talent? In terms of silence, he said that he is second, and no one in the whole school dares to be the first.

As soon as Su Mianyang said this, he regretted it, and the more or less emotion in the words made him feel a little uneasy.

He himself didn't know, it was obviously a casual joke with a few bad friends, why the atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous when he came to Xiao Lang's place.

Xiao Lang didn't mean to be awkward at all, he raised his eyelids, and focused his eyes on Su Mianyang's face, "Why, do you want to read the self-criticism with me on the flag-raising platform?"

After running hard, Su Mianyang hadn't recovered yet, but now when he looked at Xiao Lang again, his heartbeat couldn't be controlled, and the overly violent collision in his chest gradually led him to an unknown answer.

However, before he can grasp and sort it out, that unknown emotion is like fireworks exploding in the night sky, coming brilliantly and leaving without a trace.

At this moment, Su Mianyang thought, how can there be someone like Xiao Lang who is good-looking, good-looking, good grades, good personality, and even the three views are so suitable for him?If he can in the future, he must be a good friend for life, the two families will be opposite, and they can go to each other's house when they are free.

Su Mianyang couldn't hold back his words, he had to say anything when he thought of it, "Come to my house for a few days during the winter vacation, take the No. [-] bus in front of our school, and the middle stop is my house."

In the end, afraid of being misunderstood by Ren Xueba and delaying the review time, he added another sentence: "How about helping me with tutoring? Don't worry, I don't prostitute for free, and I have food and shelter."

Obviously, Xiao Lang, who doesn't mix social networking sites, doesn't accept the word "white whoring" very much. He subconsciously purses his lips, but after all, he is used to Su Mianyang's jumping thinking. This proposal is abrupt but not contradictory. Xiao Lang After thinking about it, he still didn't agree easily, "I'll talk about it when I have time."

In the past, Xiao Lang's life during holidays was not peaceful. Holidays meant staying at home for a long time, and he had to share a room with the alcoholic at home.

While busy with his studies, he also had to take care of his life. In order to take care of his mood, Ms. Pan ran home twice a day. Whenever the two of them met, it would be another disaster.

Everything in the house fell down, and the smell of alcohol permeated the whole house. Xiao Lang grew up in such an environment since he was a child. If he hadn't met Liu Ming and taught him the correct three views, he would have dropped out of school and become a A violent alcoholic gambler.

It is also because of this that he is burdened with guilt and apology that ordinary people cannot understand. It is not good to live day and night under the feeling of being indebted to others. He does not have much, even if he takes everything out, it is still not enough to fill the deficit.

This caused Xiao Lang to spend most of his time at home. The children nearby isolated him collectively after listening to his family members. He rarely had group activities with his classmates. Since he was a child, he had few good friends. Not to mention things like visiting other people's homes, Su Mianyang was the first friend to invite him.

Before meeting Su Mianyang, Xiao Lang's life seemed to be a straight track, sailing smoothly towards the end, but after meeting Su Mianyang, he went to another road via a switch.

Xiao Lang had a vague feeling that this road would be a future he had never thought about, and he was a little uneasy.

Su Mianyang, who was prevaricated, did not try to fight again. He has never had the habit of stalking. If others don't want him, he will never cling to them.

I watched what I wanted to, and it seemed that the class was about to start, and the two of them had to go back to work. The moment Su Mianyang raised his feet, he looked sideways at Xiao Lang, "Actually, it sounds good."

"What?" Xiao Lang didn't react.

Su Mianyang said, "Read the self-criticism with you."

Xiao Lang was stunned.

"The college bully reads the self-criticism with me, a scumbag like me, Lao Liu must have a pretty face."

Xiao Lang looked away.

The two returned to the classroom one after the other. Before Su Mianyang could speak, Zhang Haichao sat in the innermost corner knowingly and gave up the seat next to Xiao Lang.

So Su Mianyang took the seat that originally belonged to Zhang Haichao.

It's not time for class yet, seeing someone sitting next to him again, Xiao Lang felt helpless, "Why do you occupy his seat every day?"

"You have also seen it with your own eyes. I didn't occupy this position. As soon as the dog saw you, he gave up the position to me like a scourge. I did it for my deskmate." Su Mianyang shrugged his shoulders, "Xueba, You should reflect on yourself."

Xiao Lang was too lazy to argue with Su Mianyang, so he simply opened the English test paper and checked the answers. The evening self-study was an English class, Xia Qing sent down the answers to the final paper in advance, and asked them to look at the analysis first. I will talk about it in class.

The answers to the English test paper were very good and correct, basically the whole paper was multiple-choice questions, Xiao Lang went through the whole paper in less than 3 minutes.

In Su Mianyang's eyes, it was a different scene. He watched Xiao Lang quickly scan the English test paper for the answer, and then passed without a check or cross. Then he took out the history paper from his desk pocket and faced it. Analyze it.

Being a top student is capricious, you can choose whichever subject you want to study.

This idea was not dismissed until Su Mianyang shared a test paper with Xiao Lang on the grounds that he wanted to study hard.

This time the test paper is difficult, and there are many questions from the top students in the front row, but Xiao Lang didn't see any wrong questions until halfway through the lecture. Su Mianyang secretly compared the answers in his hand to read the second half After answering Zhang Zizi's answer, he was shocked to realize that Xiao Lang's English test paper was correct in every question.

Jiang Yu in the front row secretly turned around and complained to Xiao Lang: "English is too difficult this time... I deducted more than 30 for the objective questions alone."

Then Su Mianyang watched Xiao Lang nodded, and didn't stop writing the analysis on the history test paper: "It's quite difficult."

Listen, is this human?

Seeing that even Xiao Lang continued to say that the papers were difficult, Zhang Haichao became excited. He rubbed the papers and said angrily: "I just don't want me to pass English. If I don't study, I will drop out tomorrow. Let's go digging coal together." .”

Unexpectedly, Zhang Haichao moved too much, Xia Qing called his name in dissatisfaction: "Zhang Haichao, what little tricks are you doing if you don't listen carefully in class?"

"I..." Zhang Haichao, who was suddenly called up, was at a loss for words.

"Su Mianyang, tell me what he said just now." Xia Qing shifted his gaze to Su Mianyang instead.

Su Mianyang stood up, and said indifferently: "He said that he will work hard tomorrow, and everyone must study hard together and hit Qingbei every day."

Although the credibility of Su Mianyang's utterance would be greatly reduced, Xia Qing didn't bother to argue with them, she just frowned, "Okay, let's all sit down and study hard, you don't know if you sit with Xiao Lang Let’s keep up with others, this time the English objective question is full marks, what about you?”

Accompanied by envious voices from the whole class, these words stunned Zhang Haichao like a bolt from the blue, and it was Su Mianyang who tugged at his arm before he sat down belatedly.

Zhang Haichao had an unbelievable expression on his face, "I will be a dog if I believe in Xueba next time."

Su Mianyang gave Zhang Haichao comfort in time: "There is no need for next time, you are already here."

"I fucking..."

The purpose of the final exam this time was to kill the students' morale, so that students would not get carried away after passing the monthly exam. The difficulty of the test paper was increased by several levels. As a result, the average score of the experimental class was around 100, and the average score of the whole school was even worse.

Xia Qing knew that the test papers were difficult, but she hadn't seen any difficult problems in teaching for more than ten years, and she still felt uncomfortable when she saw the failing grades in the class. A large number of students with weak foundations.

"Zhou Wenhao, especially you, the basics of grammar are in a mess." Xia Qing deliberately named the boys sitting in the first row, seeing the men with their heads muffled and silent, hated iron for nothing.

"He's a pretty smart kid, but he's too impetuous. His grades can vary from tens to tens of times. When he has time, he can learn from Xiao Lang more often. Only when he has a solid foundation will he be able to take the college entrance examination."

No teacher would like to see this scene. His students got up at [-] o'clock for self-study, and could only rest at [-] o'clock in the evening, but their grades did not improve. Not only the students' mentality exploded, but Xia Qing was also anxious.

She asked the class representative to send out the 20-plus pages of copied grammar topics, and assigned vocabulary learning as a winter vacation homework. All of a sudden, the whole class was crying, and even the joy of the upcoming holiday was washed away.

Zhang Haichao leaned against the wall and Liu Xiaodao in the front row scolded Xueba for his hypocrisy. Jiang Yu, who had exposed his grammar flaws, also rarely joked with them, and silently took out his notebook to memorize grammar.

Su Mianyang had nothing to do, so he propped his head on one hand and looked towards Xiao Lang.

Su Mianyang's gaze was so direct that even Xiao Lang, who was focused on the analysis, noticed something. He tilted his head in disbelief, and the moment he raised his eyes, the two people's eyes met.

It seems that Su Mianyang did not expect that Su Mianyang was really staring at him. When Xiao Lang wrote the question, his brows, which were habitually frowned, jumped suddenly. He looked at those tea-brown eyes and subconsciously wanted to look away, and felt that he was too much. It was too deliberate, and after a brief tangle, he simply kept looking at each other.

The two were silent for three or four seconds, and the atmosphere gradually became weird. It was not until Su Mianyang broke the silence: "Xueba, your English test is really good."

"It's pretty good." Xiao Lang said.

"No, why don't you play cards according to common sense? Don't you have to be modest at this time?" One sentence blocked Su Mianyang's next compliment, and he lost his temper at Xiao Lang's direct choke, "You just returned Tell Jiang Yu that this time the topic is difficult, why come to me is not humble at all."

"I'm not wrong, the difficulty of the test does not conflict with the good test," Xiao Lang added at the end, "Look, this is the fastest way to end other people's compliments."

What he said was correct. Before Xiao Lang said that, he was full of thoughts about how awesome people are, and he got a perfect score in the test when few people passed the test. When Xiao Lang responded to his praise, he But all that was left was the thought that this person was really shameless.

"I didn't expect you to be a psychologist." After hearing Xiao Lang's explanation, Su Mianyang couldn't help laughing.