Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

Ji Xiran concentrated and reverently drank the pearl milk tea in his hand until only the pearls were left, and when he was about to enjoy the real delicacy in the world, a hog-killing howl moved straight to her side from tens of meters away.

"Xixi!" Her classmate Lu Wanwan held the door frame and called her name out of breath, looking like he was about to die. "The honor roll is out!"

When the word "le" spread out at a speed of 500 meters per second with an ultrasonic wave that is absolutely impossible for human beings, it caused Ji Xiran's ears to roar, his heart to jump wildly, and his hands to tremble.

"Clap."

With a soft crisp sound, her milk tea straw fell onto the floor trampled by thousands of people, and it was covered with... dust that is said to glow colorfully in the sun at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ji Xiran's anger value reached 80.00%[-] in an instant, but Ms. Lu didn't realize it, she grabbed her sleeves with bright eyes and ran out, her voice fluttering in the wind, being pulled into waves by the air.

"Xixi—you actually—overwhelmed—Wen Xinyan—ah—"

The lingering voice was rippling and charming, people who didn't know the inside story probably thought that she had an ulterior relationship with that young lady surnamed Wen when they heard this.

The truth is, they do have a relationship, but it's a competitive relationship.

When Ji Xiran was admitted to high school with the top grade in the district, and when she was arranging classes, she saw a person on her name, and that person was the top grade in the city, she knew that some people were hits. Doomed to be an enemy for life.

And the following years of high school life also confirmed this cognition.

Not only are the two ranked first and second in grades, but they are also evenly matched in appearance.

Ever since Ji Xiran understood what a "beauty" is in the first grade, she has been thankful that she inherited the beauty of her old mother, Ms. Wang. It doesn't cost money to wipe it on the face.

Even if she was caught by her mother and ate hundreds of fried shredded pork with belts, she would never repent.

And thanks to this painstaking persistence in exchange for skin and skin, when her peers began to be troubled by freckles, acne and other problems, the name of Ji Damei had spread all over the East and West alleys.

Miss Ji has always been proud of her beauty, but on the first day of military training in high school, when Wen Xinyan appeared in front of her, and everyone around her began to appreciate the beauty in silence, her eyes darkened and she fell on top of her.

This is definitely not jealousy, nor is it viciously trying to crush people to death, but that she really can't stand the vicious sunlight and suffers from heatstroke.

Because of this, there are always a small number of people who know the truth and are willing to spread it.

Rumors are always malicious, rumors are always backfired, and rumors are always inconsistent with the facts.

The day after she fell on someone else, rumors about her deliberately trying to crush Wen Meiren to death spread all over Y High School.

For these gossips, the gossip communicators are always telling the truth.

"Although Ji Xiran has good grades, Wen Xinyan has even better grades. So she must have pushed her down on purpose."

"Although Ji Xiran looks strangely good-looking, Wen Xinyan is also good-looking. So she must have deliberately wanted to crush her to death."

"Although Ji Xiran..., but Wen Xinyan is more...so she..."

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When sentences like these reached Ji Meili's ears, she was bedridden due to heatstroke.When she heard these words, she was so angry that she coughed violently. If Miss Lu, who took care of her, hadn't stopped her, she would have run out with all her teeth and claws to meet the legendary "Shen Yuluoyan, Close Moon Shame Flower, Zhichao Zhuge, Libiguoshi" All the warm and beautiful women died together.

Fortunately, classmate Lu Wanwan, as her close friend from junior high school to high school, took the lead in holding her back.

Otherwise, it would be another great anecdote and pity for Y High School to lose two beautiful flowers at once.

Although she and Wen Xinyan didn't fight that time, there were many scenes of them secretly tearing up later, even though it was Ji Xiran's self-righteous battle alone.

Ji Xiran can't do such things as gossip and cursing, and at the same time, he doesn't bother to do such cheap things.

If you can't fight by force, you have to fight with literature.

As for the students, apart from comparing whose father is rich and whose boyfriend is good-looking, it is to compare whose grades are better.

In the beginning, Ji Xiran and Wen Xinyan were in the same science experiment class, and when the two of them took the first and second places in the class, Ji Xiran had to compete with Wen Xinyan every time regardless of life or death in the major and minor exams.

There are victories and losses in the record, and it is not worth detailing.It’s just that science in high school gets harder as you learn it. Ji Xiran’s family are all high-achieving science students, but she is the only one who is not allergic to numbers. Her grandfather asked her to help sell vegetables, and she can do it to help with miscalculations. things, not to mention asking her to engage in acceleration of gravity.

In order to be admitted to the university, when she was assigned to classes in the next semester of high school, no matter whether she was angry or unwilling, or bitten and rolled around, her mother still forced her to choose essays.

In that era when liberal arts and science were still fighting over which one was superior, almost all the people in Ji Xiran's area agreed that choosing liberal arts had no future.

The teacher who taught their grade physics class even said in public that those who study liberal arts have no brains.

Ji Xiran was so angry that he wished he could throw the hair restorer on that bald old man's face, and let him know what it meant to be truly mindless.

She was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, and she had to accept the result of her forced choice.

In people's eyes, she was short in arts and sciences, let alone other things.

Calling Miss Ji is called hatred, and that is called unwillingness.

This feeling lasted until the third year of high school. Just when she was gnashing her teeth and was about to shatter, the school, for some reason, erected a large billboard in the aisle in front of the teaching building of the third year of high school, with three large characters written on it. "Roll of Honor".

Regardless of arts and sciences, simply write down the students' grades and rank them in order of their scores.

Since the existence of this damn honor roll, Ji Xiran has never won.But that is a matter of course. After all, liberal arts and science are not a style of painting. As long as you think correctly and calculate something in science, you can get full marks. In liberal arts, even if you have the same brain circuit as the teacher who wrote the paper, you can still be picked by those people if you word the wrong words. Those who choose to go will deduct so many points.

You can get close to full marks in science subjects, but even if you are exhausted in liberal arts subjects, you can only watch people deduct points for you.

And now Lu Wanwan said that she overwhelmed that Wen?How bad is the surname Wen's test this time?

Ji Xiran didn't care about mourning her own straw, instead she held the hand of little classmate Lu Wanwan, and she ran forward with the aura she had when she was chased by the dog of Uncle Zhao's house next door.

When we got there, there were already many people around.Ji Xiran let go of little classmate Lu Wanwan who was panting and dying, and kept squeezing into the crowd.

"Sorry, please let me go."

There were already a lot of onlookers, but when she squeezed forward like this, the people in front were unwilling to get up, turned their arms back, and pushed each other.

There are too many people, and it will be chaotic when pushing.Ji Xiran was anxious to see what was going on this time. The students around her who seemed to have grown up eating food were not cheap. A few students turned their heads to see her and politely let her go. Those who didn't see it were just one. Push back hard.

In this way, some people pushed forward, and some people pushed back. After the two overlapped, Miss Ji became a sandwich cake. She was in a dilemma, and almost squeezed her into a piece of paper.

When she was finally squeezed out, she was so desperate that she bumped her head into someone's arms, which made her dizzy and nose hurt for a while.

"Xixi!"

Classmate Lu Wanwan howled miserably behind her, and saw the two people who usually wished to tear each other up when they met were hugging together.

"hiss……"

The people around heard classmate Wanwan's shout, and only then did they look back and look this way, and they all took a deep breath, and each kept their heads eagerly looking forward to watching the good show.

Is the number one in liberal arts finally going to have a fight with the number one in science?

However, reality dealt them a heavy blow.

Gently took the person out of her arms, the beautiful girl with a standard, demure and beautiful appearance didn't even look at the person who wanted to make trouble, she glanced at the number on the honor roll, then turned and left.

Ji Xiran touched his painful head, but he still hasn't recovered.

Seeing her stunned, Lu Wanwan hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and touched her head, almost crying.

"You're not stupid, are you?" If Ji Damei is stunned, she will ask who wants to copy homework.

"You're just stupid." Ji Xiran retorted indignantly about classmate Lu cursing himself.Rubbing his forehead, he finally looked up and saw the honor roll.

Her name is still at the top of the list.Under her name was an unknown person.

And Wen Xinyan, for some reason, landed twenty centimeters away from her name.