I'm covering this scholar

"Extraordinary!" During class, a loud voice broke in from outside the classroom, out of breath, "It seems that the grades are out!"

There was a wailing in the classroom.

"It's over."

"I'm at the end of my days with this."

"Horn, where did you hear it? Is it reliable?"

The boy known as Trumpet patted his chest, "My name, Bai Xiaosheng, is not for bragging. If you dare to question me, Laibei, just wait and cry."

Lin You listened to the gossip with one ear, tore off a page of notes, and copied it again.

"Why is Brother Lin so hardworking today?" Zhou He turned around and threw a can into the trash can, a little puzzled, and looked at the schedule on the blackboard with self-doubt, "The next period is physical education, right?"

Of course it is.

Lin You silently remembered that Lao Yang called him to the office just now, and then shook out a few papers for him to read.

It was Zhuo Jue's paper, except for Chinese and English, the others were simply horrible.

Lin You knew that Zhuo Jue had just returned from abroad, and his grades were normal, but in his memory, Zhuo Jue had always been the top student among top students, and now that the comparison between the two was tragic, he inexplicably took pleasure in other people's misfortunes.

"Zhuo Jue's practice of transferring directly to the second year of high school is simply treating the college entrance examination as a joke," Lao Yang said to him in the office, "his parents are still abroad, so I really don't know what is going on in this kid's mind. "Lao Yang spoke very ruthlessly, flipped through the paper several times with his fingertips critically, and said, "You know him well, do you know the reason?"

"..."

"I don't know."...it's strange.

The reason stands right in front of you.

Coaxed by the breakfast in the morning, Lin You's face grew bigger unconsciously, assuming that someone came back for him.

Lao Yang seemed very disappointed, "We can't help him on the psychological level, we can only help him on the academic level."

"..."

"Brother Lin, let's go down to the gym." Chen Chen, the sports committee member, greeted.

Who knew that Lin You didn't even raise his head, "No."

"Take me a day off, my stomach hurts. Thanks."

Chen Chen didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was Lin You who was really uncomfortable. After all, this guy fell ill more than once.

"New classmate, brother Zhuo, let's go?" A group of boys call everyone brother, with the heart of a general.

Zhuo Jue put down the pen in his hand, responded, and was about to close the book, but suddenly there was an extra hand on the book, thin and cold, pressing the book to prevent him from moving.

He looked at his brother suspiciously.

His brother said, "Don't go."

"..."

what's the situation?

Chen Chen looked at the new classmate who was also confused, and turned his gaze to Brother Lin who suddenly became domineering.

Lin You finally finished writing the last word, and crossed his legs, "Do you know what you did in the exam this time? If you don't work hard, is your heart bigger than the sky?"

This was the first time Zhuojue was ridiculed for his poor grades, and he felt an arrow in his knee, and suddenly couldn't move.

Chen Chen: "..." I always feel that it has been connoted, but it obviously has nothing to do with me.In addition, Brother Lin, have you been possessed by Lao Yang? The human design has collapsed.

Chen Chen hurriedly prepared to flee the battlefield.

"Remember to take two people's leave, you know."

"okay."

There were only the two of them left in the classroom, and the ceiling fan above their heads was still whistling, and Zhuo Jue inexplicably felt a little hot.

Lin You handed him the notebook that he had sorted out for almost a day, "The important knowledge points of politics, history and geography are in it, you pick the key ones first, and then grab other detailed things when the grades come up."

"The most important thing is mathematics. These are the exercises I bought before. They are of good quality. I haven't done much. You are responsible for finishing them." As he spoke, Lin You moved all the dozen exercise books in the table hole to Zhuo Jue's desk. On, clapped, seemed very satisfied with their final destination.

"..."

Zhuojue's little touch of notes disappeared with his desk being piled up in smoke.