boys' feelings are always poetry

121.

On Monday morning, Fan Buwei was still not very energetic. This was the first time he sat in a daze in his seat. In the past, he used this piecemeal time to memorize words, phrases and fixed collocations, but now, he and Song Like them, they are in a daze or sleeping on the table.

The two top students at the front desk are discussing chemistry problems. Both of them are very depressed. They have also done the previous test set, but they did not expect to start to find the concentration of hydrogen ions this time. Just ask, you can’t use the most Simple formula, some gods of learning deduce the formula on the spot, but the time is not enough, devil test paper, too devil.

After Fan Buwei listened to it, he sighed, and his little heart fell into the abyss.

Song Yu remembered what Lu Jixue said, what Green's formula?Isn't Green a fairy tale?

In fact, Song Yu, as an outsider, felt a little regretful about this exam. Why bother? The college entrance examination does not take these weird questions. It is said that it is mainly about selection. In the end, a bunch of weird questions came out to discourage good students. Why bother.

Seeing that it was time to raise the flag, Zhao Yingxiong walked leisurely into Class [-] classroom with a shrunken schoolbag on his back, which looked like a schoolbag with nothing in it, ready to give up on himself?

Zhao Yingxiong didn't use his nostrils to look at people today. His complexion is not very good, with dark circles hanging on his face. He probably didn't sleep last night. As for the contestants waiting for the prize, tsk tsk, because the questions are too difficult, if they fail to pass the exam, their spirits will be so depressed that they will misunderstand people in the exam.

Song Yu looked at one or two of the top students in the class with this expression, I didn't pass the exam, don't ask, the question is too difficult, I can't live anymore.

"Student Zhao Yingxiong, I heard that the exam questions are difficult!"

Song Yu first cut in from the perspective of the crowd, which is more appropriate. The main purpose is to let Zhao Yingxiong complain about his pain and feel comfortable when he speaks out all his pain.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

Seeing Zhao Yingxiong sigh, Song Yu wished he could take a picture and give it to Fang Zhihui as a birthday present.

"Life is like this. It's impossible to be smooth all the way. There are always some difficulties that hinder your way forward!"

Song Yu thought he spoke very well, even in front of the first prize winners in the composition competition, he would not show his timidity.

"Hey, what you said makes sense and is very good. I will write your sentence in the next composition competition. Don't you feel disgusted?"

Song Yu was recognized, and he was very satisfied.

"It's my honor not to be disgusted or disgusted. Anyway, student Zhao, one failure doesn't mean anything. What happened to the key class? What happened to the ordinary class? We should put on a good attitude. In fact, everyone is equally successful."

Song Yuxin said that I performed better this time than last time. I will give myself full marks. What middle school student composition competition?When will it be held?Sign me up.

"I have been taught! I, Zhao, have really been taught today!"

122.

When the flag was raised, Song Yu was whispering to Fang Zhihui again.

"Have you heard that the selection exams this time are extremely difficult, and the top students in our class probably have enough trouble?"

Fang Zhihui looked at the head teacher's position and quietly moved back a few steps.

"Does it have anything to do with us? I don't care."

Song Yu kicked Fang Zhihui's heel, "I heard that Zhao Yingxiong, my back desk, did not do well in the exam. When he came in the morning, his face was very gloomy, and there were dark circles on his face. Take a closer look, the eyes There are red blood in it!"

Fang Zhihui was a little interested, "Is there red blood in his eyes? Maybe he cried all night, crying while saying: I didn't pass the exam, I won't live!"

"Isn't this the word of Fan Buwei? It doesn't fit his personality."

Fang Zhihui looked back at Song Yu, when did he become so strict.

"Then what do you think he should say?"

Song Yu imagined that in a dark hut, Zhao Yingxiong was sitting on the bed with a dull expression. There was a heavy rain outside, and suddenly there was a loud noise, which was thunder. Zhao Yingxiong was shocked to tears, and he actually cried. I couldn't believe that he was crying, he jumped off the bed, holding the straw paper he picked up from the ground, crying, and said viciously: I failed the exam!I kill you all!

"hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The two of them were scolded by the head teacher for laughing too wildly, and then stood back.

But Fang Zhixiong is happy. Who made Zhao Yingxiong's attitude arrogant and look down on himself? He fought with himself before the exam. This kind of joy is like the feeling of watching costume dramas when I was a child and seeing the big devil finally being captured by the righteous hero. It is definitely a feeling of joy.

Just as Fang Zhihui was thinking, Lu Jixue behind him snorted coldly.

Fang Zhihui smiled wryly, thinking that the squad leader is particularly disgusted with this kind of behavior of giving gifts, and he is afraid that he will be shot.

"Fang Zhihui, are you talking to Song Yu again?"

Fang Zhihui nodded to admit his mistake, "I'm sorry, the squad leader, I can't speak at the flag-raising ceremony, and I won't say it again!"

Faced with Fang Zhihui's violation, Lu Jixue changed it this time and changed it to give Fang Zhihui extra points.

"On weekends, ask someone to communicate with the monitor, and add five points."

Fang Zhihui: Good!applaud!

……

"However, if the flag-raising ceremony speaks, ten points will be deducted."

Fang Zhihui:? ? ?