MVP in the next examination room

Qin Shuo's father came to the school the next day after handing in the form for choosing arts and sciences.

"Teacher, I'll change Qin Shuo's science subject." Qin Shuo's father's face was full of anxiety, "This kid doesn't even discuss with me, he decides on his own, how to choose the text!"

Qin Shuo stood next to his father with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Teacher Ren was calm and looked at Qin Shuo's father with a smile: "Don't worry, sit down and talk slowly."

The door of the office is closed, but there is a "lookout" on the door as in the classroom. Many people in class 12 crowded around the door, pricking up their ears to catch the sounds in the office.

Among them, there are many students who chose liberal arts but were opposed by their parents. Seeing Qin Shuo in the office at this moment seemed to see their own future.

"I can't learn science well," Qin Shuo said, without looking at his father or teacher Ren, his eyes fell on the nearby window sill, "I'm not good at foundation, and I'm not interested in those things. Just looking at physical chemistry gives me a headache, so it’s better to work hard on liberal arts.”

"Study liberal arts, what are you going to do after studying liberal arts!" After Qin Shuo's father experienced the accident, he looked much older than before, and there were deep wrinkles between his brows. He was emotional when he said this. Extremely excited, with the effect of bitterness and hatred.

Qin Shuo curled his lips: "There are so many people who study literature every year, and I haven't seen anyone starve to death."

Teacher Ren got up and took a paper cup, poured a glass of water for Qin Shuo's father, and eased the atmosphere between father and son: "You drink some water. I know that many parents still hold the concept that 'liberal arts is not easy to get a job', no matter what the child is suitable for , he must choose the reason. But in fact, this concept is not correct.”

"Teacher, don't persuade me, help me persuade him," Qin Shuo's father worried, "Shengjing has been running the school for so many years, and there are not many liberal arts classes every year, and most of them are girls. You said girls study After learning Wen, it is not bad to be a teacher in the future, what can he do after studying Wen? It is not the stuff of being a teacher at all."

Teacher Ren shook his head seriously: "I can't agree with you. He is only 16 years old now and has unlimited potential. What the future looks like depends entirely on his own efforts. Nothing is completely impossible. As his father , how can you easily deny him? Besides, although the number of liberal arts classes in Shengjing is indeed not as large as that of science, have you ever known how many students go from liberal arts classes to Tsinghua University every year?"

Qin Shuo's father said excitedly: "I am his father, so I know him better. If he has the ability to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University, then I will definitely let him go. The key is that he doesn't! Of course I am doing it for his own good. I don’t want him to take these detours.”

Teacher Ren said unhurriedly: "Yes, I believe that the starting point of the parents is for the good of the child-but, do you have him to understand himself?"

Qin Shuo's father: "I..."

"Dad," Qin Shuo raised his eyelids, "I didn't choose randomly, I know I'm not suitable for science, and no matter how hard I try, I won't be able to reach the undergraduate level."

"Hiss, do you need a beating..."

There was a stalemate in the office, and there were crowds outside the office.

English class representative: "It's so frightening."

Politics class representative: "Fortunately, I haven't told my family yet."

History class representative: "I'm going to wait until the first day of the second year of high school to announce, how about you?"

Representative of the geography class: "I plan to wait until the results of the college entrance examination come out."

"...Yes, you have plenty of time to choose the cemetery."

When Tang Ran went upstairs, he happened to see the group of people at the door peeping and discussing in silence.

Qin Shuoruo felt something, turned his head and glanced at the lookout on the door, and saw a pile of moving heads: "..."

"What are you looking at? It's all gone." Tang Ran appeared at the top of the stairs, the zipper of the school uniform was open, and the sleeve on the right side was pulled up, revealing a smooth and firm forearm, with one hand casually inserted in the pocket of the school trousers , walked slowly towards this side.

He was dressed casually, but he didn't give people a sense of slovenliness. On the contrary, he was natural and handsome. As soon as he stepped up to the third floor, whispers echoed in the corridor:

"My mother, Tang Ran!"

"Why did he come up to the third floor?!"

"Hurry up and call XXX in class! At the entrance of the chemistry office, tell her to come and watch as soon as possible, no waiting after the deadline!"

"Wait, I remember that Tang Ran didn't seem to wear school uniforms before?"

"It doesn't look good with such a face. Tsk tsk, who said that wearing school uniform pants doesn't make your legs look long."

……

Tang Ran went straight to the door of the office, his tone was obviously casual, but there was a sense of oppression invisibly, and a group of people blocking the door and peeking quickly dispersed.

The girls on both sides of the corridor gathered more and more.

With a faint smile in Tang Ran's eyes, he turned his head and glanced at the group of girls who were discussing him.

The voice of discussion disappeared in an instant, replaced by an extremely suppressed moan.

"You're promising, girls!" A girl scolded the other girl next to her, "I didn't see you... I've known you for 12 years and I didn't know you could make such a voice. "

With a little impatience on Yuan Che's face, he went up to the third floor one minute behind Tang Ran, and saw this scene as soon as he turned into the corridor.

"What are you doing? Tell me to come over and see how you mess around?"

Tang Ran turned sideways to give Yuan Che a place so that he could see the situation in the office.

"Old Qin's father has a violent temper. If he starts to fight, Mr. Ren may not be able to stop him."

Several people from class 12 who were dispersed by Tang Ran walked to the stairs, and looked back at the reminder of the history class representative.

The representative of the Chinese class was shocked: "He sent us away just to see Yuan Che more clearly??"

……

Yuan Che glanced into the office, and said in a calm tone, "I have no experience in persuading fights."

"I know, that's not what I called you for."

Yuan Che added: "I have no experience in fighting."

Tang Ran said, "You are responsible for protecting me."

Yuan Che: "...what?"

"As soon as I go upstairs, these little girls will stare at me." Tang Ran gestured with his eyes to the girls who looked more excited than before, with innocence written all over their faces, "I'm afraid. "

Yuan Che: "..."

face.

In the office, Qin Shuo's father blew his beard and stared, his voice was two points thicker than before: "Where do you have so many excuses, I have never heard of whether learning is suitable or not! Others can learn, why are you Can’t learn?! Learn literature? Let me tell you, you will regret it later!”

Qin Shuo scratched his neck: "I chose the article myself, so there is nothing to regret!"

"You!" Qin Shuo's father couldn't get past Qin Shuo with his words, he was impatient and wanted to hit him with his hands raised.

"Hey," Teacher Ren saw this, and hurriedly inserted between the father and son, "Qin Shuo's father, listen to me, judging from the fact that Qin Shuo's comprehensive ranking of liberal arts scores is indeed higher than that of the high school students who have taken so many exams. He is much better than science, especially geography, and he performed very well in the last two monthly exams."

After persuading Mr. Ren for a long time, he finally calmed down Qin Shuo's father a lot.

"It is necessary to help them check," Teacher Ren said at the end, "but you can't impose the options you think are right on their lives."

"What Lao Ren said," Tang Ran put his hand into the pocket of his school trousers and took out his mobile phone, "You are so handsome."

Tang Ran tapped twice, quickly switched the phone to the recording interface, and quietly prepared the microphone for Lao Ren, expecting him to say a few more words.

As a result, Lao Ren fell silent.From the observation port, I could only see Qin Shuo's father lowering his head to study a piece of information handed over by Teacher Ren, and there could be audible needles falling in the office.

"..."

But judging from the situation, Qin Shuo's father should be shaken, at least he won't want to fight his son again.Tang Ran withdrew his gaze, hooked his fingers, put the phone back in his trouser pocket, and said to Yuan Che, "It's okay, escort me back."

Yuan Che: "... If you really don't want your face, can you donate it to those who need it?"

Tang Ran was kicked down the third floor by Yuan Che.

The little girls on the third floor were both surprised and excited, and they laughed from ear to ear while watching: "Fuck, what's going on?"

A sane crowd said: "It's normal, don't they all have such troubles among boys, it's just that these two have a bit of good looks."

"...Don't lie to me because I don't read much. Isn't it normal to hit each other? Why doesn't Tang Ran fight back at all?"

……

All the way to the stairwell, Tang Ran turned around and half embraced Yuan Che, and said with a smile, "Okay, stop making trouble."

Hearing footsteps behind him, he moved the hand around Yuan Che's waist up to his shoulder blades, and turned his face to glance.

It was Qin Shuo who came down with his father.

Qin Shuo's father's face softened a little, but it was still not clear, and Qin Shuo's face was not very good.

Tang Ran cleared his throat, and suddenly called Qin Shuo, "Shuo Zi, come back to the classroom and teach me two geography questions."

Qin Shuo raised his head in confusion, and his father followed the prestige with a surprised face.

Qin Shuo opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, his father spoke first, "Looking for him...a topic?"

"Yes," Tang Ran said naturally, "he is very powerful."

Qin Shuo's father looked stunned, apparently not believing that this was a compliment to his son.

"Uncle Qin," several people stood in the not-so-spacious stairwell, Tang Ran's voice was not loud, but his tone was very firm, "He is much more powerful than you imagined."

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At the beginning of July, the last monthly exam in the first year of high school—that is, the final exam came as scheduled.

In the last examination room of the laboratory building.

"Did I go to the wrong door?" A boy came in through the back door, and immediately saw Yuan Che who was sitting in the last seat.

"...That's right?" He withdrew his right foot from stepping over the threshold, raised his head hastily, and checked the house number hanging outside the laboratory.

He was obviously not the only candidate who was messed up in the wind. After another boy came in, he didn't hesitate for a second, turned around and went out, and ran in the direction of the teaching building: "Hey, I copied the wrong test number!"

Another stared at Yuan Che, poked in place, and choked out a sentence for a while: "...is the exam room arranged backwards this time?"

It's been too long since the last monthly exam, and it took a long time for someone to react, and whispered to the person next to him: "I remembered, the notification of class suspension. He probably came here because he didn't take the exam."

"Oh, Brother Ran...why did you sit in front of him?"

The candidate who was the first to react thought for a moment: "It must be arranged according to the initials of the names."

A group of candidates looked at Yuan Che with sparkling eyes, as if seeing the king who accidentally dropped the bronze.

Excited heart, shaking hands!

"We're settled!"

"But..." A boy glanced in Yuan Che's direction, showing embarrassment, "I heard that Yuan Che is not easy to talk to."

"What are you afraid of?" Another boy waved his hand indifferently, "Didn't you see that the one sitting in front of him is Brother Ran, they are still in the same class, even if he ignores us, Brother Ran will have to give you face. "

"Brother Ran is here, don't panic."