The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

I asked him, but he didn't say anything. Thinking about it, Jiang Yingyu asked him, "Well, is there any class in our class?"

An Sheng was a little puzzled, "Yes, I created it, what's the matter?"

"..." An Sheng is the leader of the group...

"I'm already a part of this class. It's been a long time, and you won't pull me in." Jiang Yingyu said.

An Sheng squinted his eyes, and it was harder than a sow climbing a tree to get this prickly guy to take the initiative to ask for a group number.

"You can't be..." An Sheng said, "...want to go inside and do things?"

Jiang Yingyu clicked his tongue, isn't this measuring the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?

"What's going on, am I that kind of person?" He waved his hands impatiently, "Hurry up and pull me in, if the teacher sends some news inside, I'll be the last one to know gone?"

An Sheng took out his mobile phone with some doubts, opened WeChat, found the group, he turned his head sharply at Jiang Yingyu, saw that no one was looking at him at all, he frowned and continued to operate.

Jiang Yingyu complained secretly, but luckily he turned his head faster than An Sheng just now.

add, select...

After poking it a few times, An Sheng's brain suddenly brightened, "You can't be... just to join the group to see your grades!"

who?

It can only be his.

Jiang Yingyu also took out his mobile phone and looked at the group.

The top group name is: Class Eight.

Tsk, so simple.

After entering the file, Jiang Yingyu found the file and opened it, "You are talking too superficially."

After complaining for a while, he asked again, "Why do you have two names for this group of people? Class [-], without even a high grade. It may be Class [-], Class [-], or Class [-], Class [-], hiss..."

We found it, An Sheng.

There are 64 students in the class, and An Sheng's ranking... 32?

This is exactly half folded.

Jiang Yingyu thought he was blindsided, so he read it again.

Chinese: 112.

Tsk, if the composition is off topic, you can get more than 100 points, and you are also a ruthless person. Remembering that during the exam, An Sheng asked him to copy it hypocritically, pretending.

Mathematics: 86.

This also...

For Jiang Yingyu, if he can't get a full score in mathematics, it is an insult to the mathematics paper.

English: 89.

Yo, this one just missed the pass.

The comprehensive score is a bit ugly, with a full score of 110 points, An Sheng's total score is [-] points.

Nothing more, not even a chance to wipe it out.

"Don't look," An Sheng leaned on Jiang Yingyu's shoulder at some point, with a very resentful tone.

He also said that he didn't do this, tsk, what a dog.

"...fuck," Jiang Yingyu was startled by the sudden appearance, and he didn't realize that An Sheng was so close to him when he turned his head, and almost kissed him.

He leaned back violently, "...Fuck, I almost kissed you. You talk as soon as you fucking talk, why are you so close!"

"If you kiss, you will kiss. It's not a little girl. If you kiss, you will become pregnant." An Sheng picked up Jiang Yingyu's mobile phone that was left on the table and continued to look at the results. I kissed you, but I didn't see you conceived."

Glancing back, Zhao Wen was right behind him, No. 30 six.

Wow!This shit, copying is too shameless, passed the math in a panic, and is still No.2 in the class, 138!

This stinky shameless.

In fact, he hasn't read An Sheng's grades, mainly because he knows the results himself, and there won't be too much difference.

It’s almost in the middle every time, not too good, and certainly not too bad, just like the egg on the threshold, which can go in and out, but An Sheng knows that he can’t get in or out, his egg and that egg are the same. There is 502 in the middle of the threshold, tsk!

When An Sheng said this, Jiang Yingyu also remembered that extremely childish fight, it was a scene that he would never forget in his life.

It's just that he can't remember exactly whether he kissed at that time, but he only remembers that his teeth almost fell out.

That taste, now that I think about it, my teeth are still a little pantothenic.

After thinking about it, he decided not to argue with him about pregnancy or not, so he leaned over to watch An Sheng check his grades.

"You... didn't you mean to read a book?" Jiang Yingyu asked.

Can you take the exam after reading the book?

An Sheng glanced at him, "That's right, if I didn't read books, would I be able to pass so many exams?"

If you don't read books, you may have to drop a few places behind.

"So... so many?" Jiang Yingyu raised his eyebrows, 3 points short of [-], how much?

An Sheng hummed an "um" in his nose, he was quite satisfied with that.

At this moment, Jiang Yingyu felt the state of mind that Wang Yuan said to him.

He felt that An Sheng really didn't deserve this.

After putting away the phone, the bell rang.

Liu Qiang walked in holding a roll of answer sheets, with a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed.

The classmates in the class were still making noise. Liu Qiang slapped the answer sheet on the table twice, kicked up a burst of chalk dust, and shouted, "Quiet, quiet, didn't you hear Ling'er ringing? Go back to your seat and stop making noise. "

After a while, An Sheng got up, and when he was about to go up, Liu Qiang hurriedly raised his hand to him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, this time I post it myself, I read the names, one by one they come up to get their own answer sheets, the first one, Jiang Yingyu, scored 148."

"Wow……"

"148? Isn't that the same as a full score?"

The students talked a lot, but in the same tone, they were full of amazement.

Gee!

An Sheng sat back again, Jiang Yingyu put the pen in his hand on the table, and pulled the stool back with his left hand.

As Jiang Yingyu walked around, the whole class was staring at him, staring at him, staring at him...

After stopping for a while, Jiang Yingyu took another breath to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and then continued walking.

He really hates some inexplicable sights.

I reached out to take the answer sheet in Liu Qiang's hand, but felt chalk dust in my hand.

It should have been wrapped when I knocked the answer sheet on the table.

Liu Qiang looked at Jiang Yingyu who was turning to leave, and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey, Jiang Yingyu, please share with your classmates. We all know your learning method. If you want to learn well, you must have a good learning method. This is a good study..."

"Do more questions and play less with your mobile phone." I really couldn't listen to Liu Qiang's endless chatter, Jiang Yingyu interrupted him, "Besides, everyone's suitable learning method is different."

Liu Qiang was stunned for a moment, An Sheng smiled and took the lead in applauding, and there was a burst of applause in his mouth.

Then the whole class applauded him.

After sitting down, Jiang Yingyu leaned on the table, feeling a little tired.

Liu Qiang continued, "No.2..."

hiss……

Liu Qiang frowned and thought he had read it wrong, but Zhao Wenzheng looked at the answer sheet excitedly, it was me!it's me! ! !

"Zhao... Wen?" Liu Qiang finally read it, but his eyes were not very beautiful.

As Zhao Wen walked up, everyone was shocked.

"It was definitely copied and never escaped." A classmate said.

Others also joined in.

Seeing that Liu Qiang didn't pass it to him for a long time, Zhao Wen also felt bad.

damn!

"Didn't you just write the answers to multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions? How did he copy so many?" An Sheng stared at Zhao Wen, who was already restless, and asked Jiang Yingyu.

Jiang Yingyu looked at the two people on the podium, feeling a little helpless, "The first one is for multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions, and the next two are for big questions, but those are the drafts I wrote."

Uh……

An Sheng looked at the embarrassed Zhao Wen, and now he also felt that he asked for it.

Liu Qiang took one last look at the answer sheet. Because it was a quiz, he didn't use the computer to change it. The bright red 138 on it made his heart ache.

How can you copy it!

"Come to the office for me after class, get out!" Throwing the answer sheet to Zhao Wen, Liu Qiang's eyes bulged out of anger, very scary.

And Wu Zhe is No.3. There is a big gap from the first two, only 101 points, but it is still a pass anyway, because none of the next ones passed.

After sending out all the papers, Liu Qiang took out the paper and said, "Actually, there was a mistake in the test questions this time. The teacher who wrote the test made a mistake in the last condition, so no student in the whole grade got the last question right."

"But I read Jiang Yingyu's last question. In fact, his guess is correct. That question is the condition. It's just that we didn't give full marks because we discussed it..."

Hearing this, An Sheng saw Wu Zhe at the front table turned around and gave Jiang Yingyu a look, and even smiled.

Turning to look at Jiang Yingyu, he also nodded.

"Awesome, Xueba." An Sheng said.

Jiang Yingyu glanced at him, "Read more books and less newspapers, you can do it too."

An Sheng smiled, "No, where did I read the newspaper?"

"Rhyme." Jiang Yingyu replied to him.

God damn it rhymes with chicken!

During physical education class in the afternoon, Zhao Wen looked at Jiang Yingyu who was standing in the line, and he smiled.

"Let me just say, Anzi is on the go, and he's ready to grab it."

When An Sheng heard what Zhao Wen said, the rhyme that Jiang Yingyu said suddenly flashed in his mind.

He clicked his tongue, and compared it, Zhao Wen didn't rhyme very much, so he just made up the number of words.

The sun was quite bright at the moment, and the physical education teacher also knew that they were going to play a ball game, so he went to his backpack and took out the iron whistle that had been treasured for a long time.

"There are a lot of people, so you divide the good ones up first, and I'll make arrangements for you."

There were quite a lot of people playing ball in the physical education class. Now that they heard that they were going to play a ball game, they immediately ran halfway. Jiang Yingyu scanned around, and some of them even went to skip rope with the girls!

"Fuck..." Jiang Yingyu blurted out the words "fuck me".

No wonder An Sheng said he was short of people.

Looking at the people left on the field, the teacher was also a little helpless, so he had to point to them and say, "It's okay, enough is enough, you, you, you, the three of you are in a team, and the other three are also in a team, come on." , the ball is here, 10 minutes."

An Sheng and Zhao Wen were on a team with another person, and Jiang Yingyu was on a team with two other people whose names he couldn't name at all.

Just in time, the two tallest people were separated, everyone thought so.