The whole world wants me to study

Xie Jing was taken away by Zhang Xianbin.

In front of the whole class.

As soon as he went out, the class boiled instantly.

"Old Zhang is going to die of anger."

"Guess, guess, did Xie Jing get dyed when he came back?"

"Not necessarily, Xie Jing is Lao Zhang's darling, if it happens, it will be special."

"Impossible, love is deeply responsible, besides, have you seen colored hair in our school?"

The students who were whispering to each other were stunned at the same time, and they all shut up. From the corner of their eyes, they glanced at Shen Yanqing who was looking for a seat next to him.

There really are, I can't tell.

Zhang Xianbin didn't bring Xie Jing to the office.

Although there are quite a few delinquent teenagers in the third year of high school, it is really the first time that someone can make such a big noise and attract the attention of the whole school.Zhang Xianbin was not the only teacher in the office, and Zhang Xianbin couldn't hold his head up when he was really called to be scolded in the office.

There was a utility room behind the first class, with a wooden bed and a tattered wooden table, and a few brooms with no heads piled up in the corner, covered with a layer of dust.

The only external use is to store books that cannot be placed in the classroom during exams.

Internally, Zhang Xianbin likes to call people here to talk.

From time to time, I call the top performers in the work to ask about their health, boost morale, recall the past, and look forward to the future.

Xie Jing remembered that he came here many times when he was in high school, and was praised every time, and the first time he came back from rebirth was to be scolded.

As soon as Zhang Xianbin entered the door, he pointed at Xie Jing's hair and said with a trembling voice, "Please explain to me, what's going on!"

Zhang Xianbin really collapsed, he was very upset to pick up a troublemaker young man, when he turned his head and saw Xie Jing's red hair, it was like a bomb, it exploded with a "bang".

Xie Jing told the truth: "When I was cutting my hair yesterday, I saw that the color looked good, so I dyed it."

Zhang Xianbin was furious: "Do you still look like a student now! The college entrance examination is less than a year away, now give me this one, go out and dye me black."

Xie Jing said, "I don't."

Neither blushing nor out of breath, neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor overbearing, not even a single accent.

Xie Jing University has been washed for three years, and he no longer has the natural fear of students for teachers in high school class teachers, and will pursue self-pursuit to the end.

Zhang Xianbin felt cold in his heart.

Looking at his attitude and listening to his tone, Zhang Xianbin dreamed back ten years ago, when he was still in charge of this ordinary class, he was fighting wits and courage with the unprofessional prickly head.

No matter what you say to him, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen.

Two months ago, Xie Jing was the most diligent and hardworking student in their class.

how so.

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Xianbin circled back and forth beside the dusty wooden bed, completely puzzled.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xianbin suddenly opened Ren Du's second channel.

Could it be that this kid suddenly ushered in a belated rebellious period?

Zhang Xianbin took Xie Jing for two full years, from before he was divided into subjects until now, to be honest, he has never seen Xie Jing doing anything other than studying.

Don't like to talk, don't make friends, and have no hobbies.

Zhang Xianbin did many ideological work for Xie Jing, but Xie Jing didn't seem to listen.

Zhang Xianbin felt a little relieved that the child suddenly had an obvious orientation.

Xie Jing was originally standing there, waiting for Zhang Xianbin to vent his anger by cursing, then he would not change his mind after scolding, and went back intact.

I saw Zhang Xianbin standing there, sighing faintly, and suddenly changed from a irascible matchstick to a kind sunflower.

Zhang Xianbin earnestly said: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you like this hair color, but you can't let the study down, there will be a round of review soon, as long as the study is done well, appearance is not so important."

Xie Jing: "?"

What did Lao Zhang think about when he sighed just now, and his attitude turned 180 degrees.

Zhang Xianbin felt that he had found the right starting point and continued to carry out love education: "Having said that, although study is very important, you can't always sit still in the classroom. After class, you can go for a walk in the corridor to enjoy the sun Get more active and relax, and you will be more efficient.”

"The dyed hair looks pretty good. Enjoy it for a few more days. I'll help you with it for a few days. I'll dye it back when I've seen enough. It's not good for the school or the class."

"Okay, the exams will start in the afternoon, you should go back first."

Xie Jing was driven out of the small grocery room by Lao Zhang with a dazed expression.

Like taking the wrong medicine, Lao Zhang suddenly became easy to talk.Did Xie Jing unknowingly feed Lao Zhang some kind of soup?

After Xie Jing went out, a group of people in class one were a little absent-minded in their studies.While reading a book, he also stared at the door, whether Xie Jing or Lao Zhang came back.

After waiting for a while, Xie Jing came in from the door.

All beards and tails, the expression is as usual.

The melon-eaters who were waiting to watch the show seemed a little disappointed, they watched Xie Jing walk from the door to his seat.

There are six rows in a classroom, nine people in one row, distributed in twos, twos, threes, twos. Xie Jing sat in the third row by the window. When he left, the same table was empty. When he came back, there was someone next to him.

Shen Yanqing was sitting next to the window in the third row, sorting out the review materials.The provincial experiment is different from the one used by No. [-] Middle School, and it was brought by the principal when he visited his home.

Xie Jing frowned: "You sit here."

Shen Yanqing looked up: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Everyone opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears, feeling that there was something to watch.

Team Rainbow's meeting of the century.

The unique hair color of top students and transfer students makes them out of place with this class, and they stay in a different dimension by themselves.

"It's nothing." Xie Jing turned sideways, passed behind Shen Yanqing, and returned to his seat.

He almost forgot that his original deskmate Gu Shanjie has now reported to the regular class.

Gu Shanjie is really a miserable person. He took two exams in a row, and he thought that a person who got five in both times was cruelly rejected.Moreover, no one in the ordinary class has reached the entry standard.

Lao Zhang left in a hurry just now and did not make any arrangements for Shen Yanqing. This is the only vacant seat in the class, and Shen Yanqing has no choice.

The detainees lived in the same room, and the transferred students sat at the same table, which really echoed Shen Yanqing's words.

coincidence.

But Xie Jing didn't remember that there were students transferred to his class in his third year of high school, and they were transfer students with such obvious characteristics that they would definitely cause an uproar.

Where did Shen Yanqing come from, or is it the new butterfly effect.

Xie Jing couldn't help turning his head to look at his new tablemate.

Students sit in class for too long, and they will involuntarily hold their chests.His new deskmate had a straight back, and his bony and slender hands flipped through the review materials on the table, sorted them into categories, and then stood them up one by one on the table with book clips.

While tidying up, the new deskmate said nonchalantly, "What do you think I am doing?"

The second time Xie Jing peeked at others and was caught, he grabbed the ground with his head in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "Did you bring all the eighteen textbooks?"

Shen Yanqing: "Isn't this your school's agreement to review the materials?"

Xie Jing: "..."

Who the hell remembers this.