MVP in the next examination room

"Brother Ran—" Before getting out of the taxi, Qin Shuo saw Tang Ran's flamboyant red and black Chisel Expert, slammed on the door and turned his head, just happened to see the scene of Yuan Che's violence next to him, and turned pale with shock. He was about to catch up and "rescue him"—and failed, as soon as the school gate opened, Yuan Che let go of his hand and rode in like flying.

"Fuck, Brother Ran, are your hands okay?" Qin Shuo looked at Tang Ran with a strange expression, why was there a smile on the corner of his mouth, he must have been screwed.

"It's okay," Tang Ran watched Yuan Che's leaving back, and explained in a good mood, "It's not easy for him to pass the exam, so I feel a little wronged, please forgive me."

Qin Shuo was stunned. Before he had time to connect with Tang Ran, Tang Ran asked, "Is the sun coming out from the west? Why did you come so early?"

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot," Qin Shuo patted his head, "I came here specially to treat you—brother, thank you so much this time, for helping me with English! My grade has improved by more than 100, my dad knows I was so happy that I drank high at noon, so I wrapped a red envelope for me backhandedly, let's go, drive away!"

"... Fuck." Tang Ran said, "You praise me or scold me."

"Of course I compliment you." Qin Shuo took two steps towards the Internet cafe opposite the school, turned around and saw Tang Ran still standing there, and urged, "Let's go, the afternoon class is boring anyway."

"Go by yourself," Tang Ran turned a corner and rode his bicycle towards the drink shop. "It took a lot of hard work to move the position to the front. I don't care how troublesome I am."

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Yuan Che sat down on the sunny position, and took out an exercise book from the belly of the table.

When he was in turmoil, he tried not to let himself be idle, but whenever he was idle, the negative thoughts in his mind would bump into each other, get bigger and bigger, and finally engulf him hysterically.

Scratching questions is one of his main ways of dispelling, and sorting out and dismantling them in an orderly manner can make him feel refreshed.

It's better than tangling needlessly with the inextricable mess in reality.

When Tang Ran opened the door and came in, he saw Yuan Che, who was surrounded by sunlight, sitting quietly and bowed his head to solve the problem.

His eyes were focused, but the corners of his lips were still tight.The golden light flows through the eyebrows and the high bridge of the nose, and falls on the blue school uniform collar.

Tang Ran came in quietly, so when he put the paper cup with the logo of the beverage store on Yuan Che's table, he turned his head belatedly.

"Milk." Tang Ran, who was standing diagonally behind, answered without asking, "You're welcome."

Yuan Che's expression moved slightly, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

"Drink it, it's not poisonous." Tang Ran put one hand on the corner of Yuan Che's table, leaned over to look at the topics spread on the table, "After drinking, calm down."

This posture made Yuan Che frowned, turned his head and said coldly: "No need."

Tang Ran was helpless: "It's just a glass of milk, don't be too hard on it."

After speaking, he picked up the cup and opened the mouth of the straw, and directly inserted the straw in: "Give me a sermon after drinking."

Yuan Che stared at the straw handed to his mouth for two seconds, finally raised his hand reluctantly to take it, and lowered his head to take a sip.

...I don't know how much sugar was added, it's so sweet.

Yuan Che, who was stunned, turned his face and coughed a few times, and heard Tang Ran's timely explanation: "It's more than a spoonful of whole sugar."

He added a special sentence: "Make up for what is lacking."

Yuan Che felt that Tang Ran probably needed a beating.

He asked in a bad tone, "Which question."

"Ah, let's just do this." Tang Ran casually pointed to the physics competition problem that Yuan Che had just solved.

Yuan Che glanced at it, and said indifferently: "You don't need to listen to this question."

"Fuck..." Tang Ran said, "I look down on people."

Yuan Che said: "Don't make things difficult for yourself."

"Yuan Che, let me tell you, don't think that I'm nothing but handsome." Tang Ran took off his jacket, threw it on his seat, and rolled up the sleeves of his T-shirt. road."

"..." Yuan Che took out the acting paper from under the exercise book, patted it on the right side of the table, and said, "If you don't understand something, ask."

Tang Ran couldn't understand everything from hanging a heavy object at one end of the crossbar to the preliminary force analysis to the re-analysis after adding weights.

He choked for three seconds, picked the last sketch, and asked confidently, "That's it, why did the pole break?"

Yuan Che was playing with a soft ruler in his left hand, folding it into various angles in the palm of his hand. Hearing about Tang Ran's mental retardation, he picked up a pen with no water in his pen bag and said, "Look at it."

With a little force from the fingers, the barrel of the pen broke with a sound.

Yuan Che: "Understood."

Tang Ran took a rare choke, and complex emotions filled the depths of his gaze: "...Understood."

Later, when Yuan Che thought of this incident, he regretted not asking him what he knew.

He originally thought that there was a hole in Tang Ran's mind, but later he realized that there was a hole in the hole, there was water in the hole, and there were fish in the water.

The door of the classroom was suddenly knocked open with a "creak". Ding Yifan, the monitor of class 12, walked in with a large stack of books, and shouted, "Oh Mr. Tang, it's early enough today! What are you doing?"

Tang Ran straightened up: "Don't make noise, just think about the problem."

"What question?" Ding Yifan suddenly became interested, "If you can't do it, ask me! I'll tell you."

Tang Ran refused without thinking: "No, you can't."

"Shh, let's close the door and be quiet... How will you know I can't do it if you don't try it?" Ding Yifan habitually spoke yellow, and when he walked to the middle of the classroom, he suddenly saw the person blocked by the podium and Tang Ran's body, and immediately Suddenly, the book in his hand flew out, "Yuanyuanyuanyuanyuan..."

"Why is it still stuck?" Tang Ran grabbed Feishu and threw it to the far left of the first row, Ding Yifan's position, "Shout Brother Yuan."

Ding Yifan's eyes widened, he first looked at the watch on the blackboard, and then looked at Yuan Che in disbelief: "Brother Yuan, you have changed, you have reached the bottom line of the school as agreed."

"..." Yuan Che lightly raised his eyelids, looked at him for a second, and said nothing.

Ding Yifan was a little terrified by his eyes, and felt chills on his back for no reason, so he walked quickly a few steps, piled the reference books in his arms on the table, and quickly turned to find Tang Ran: "Mr. Don't be a fool, I've already asked Brother Yuan about what kind of precious question, and I'm still reluctant to show it to me."

Ding Yifan is called "Xue Mo", and he is an outstanding representative who has thoroughly implemented and carried forward the spirit of "As long as you don't die, learn from the dead". Definitely.It is a kind of torture for him to know that there is a problem and not do it.

Tang Ran knocked on the corner of the table and said, "Come and see for yourself."

Ding Yifan glanced at Yuan Che with a look of embarrassment on his face.

This great god has four characters written on it from the hair to the bottom of his feet - "Don't fight me", and his whole body is filled with the aura of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

Tang Ran was so close to him as if he didn't notice it.

Ding Yifan struggled for a while, and finally his thirst for knowledge overcame his fear of Yuan Che, and he took a small step forward, standing behind Yuan Che's left and sticking his head out to read the question.

Yuan Che didn't respond, and looked at the next question in silence.

Ding Yifan stared at Yuan Che's exercise set, and gradually entered the land of no one. After reading the whole question, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Hey, this question is interesting!"

Yuan Che frowned slightly, but remained silent.

Tang Ran stood aside, seemingly looking down at the question, but in fact his eyes were not focused at all, and he drank his cup of hot chocolate thoughtfully with a straw in his mouth.

The number of people entering the classroom gradually increased, and they found that the podium was surrounded by a group, as if they were looking at something, and they were all aroused by curiosity. At first, one or two tentatively stretched their heads to aim, and then they simply got confused. The team rushed to the podium to watch the excitement.

There were three heads pierced behind Yuan Che's back, and three more protruded from the top of his head. Most of the light was blocked, but the temperature rose a lot.

Jin Luo, who had the loudest voice, tried his best to break through the wall and squeeze in: "Let's make it... what are you looking at, I want to see it too."

Three seconds later, Yuan Che finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up abruptly: "Look slowly."

After speaking, he exited through the aisle that automatically flashed out.

Tang Ran finally regained his senses from the turbulent thoughts, picked up his coat from his desk, and went out.

Instead of chasing Yuan Che who was walking towards the bathroom, he went straight downstairs and out of the school gate.