The whole world wants me to study

"Huh?" Shen Yanqing was very innocent and natural, "I didn't give him homework."

"Bah." Zhang Xianbin spat mentally, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have believed it.

As an excellent class teacher, Zhang Xianbin has excellent investigation and anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

Zhang Xianbin hid behind the small window on the door and witnessed countless sinful transactions.

Last night, Zhang Xianbin quietly slipped to the door, and secretly observed the situation in the class by sticking to the glass as usual, and then he saw Xie Jing frowned and poked Shen Yanqing. He scooped up a paper from the desk, took it back, and Gogou sketched it for a long time but didn't return it.

really!Part of Xie Jing's test paper was written by Shen Yanqing.

Zhang Xianbin was furious.

Needless to say, Xie Jing.When Shen Yanqing first came, Zhang Xianbin felt sincerely that he was the shit-stirring stick in the class, and that he would drag a group of people behind him if he didn't learn.But later found that he studied hard and made progress every day, and had a positive attitude in class. He even got the first place in the class in the last exam.

One Leap has also become Zhang Xianbin's darling.

He has a feeling that his eldest son and second son are working together and going astray.

They are all good boys, Zhang Xianbin couldn't scold him, and said earnestly: "I know you are also kind, but if you help him with his homework, you are not helping him, but hurting him. What time is it now? If you don't do the questions, what is your grade?" improve."

"And you!" Zhang Xianbin turned his head and changed his face in seconds, "You don't have long hands, let someone do your homework for you!"

Xie Jing lowered his head, thinking about how to make Zhang Xianbin accept it better.

Just say I can't, Zhang Xianbin is estimated to be in the hospital tonight.

angry.

Old age, bad heart.

"Do you have any opinions in your heart?" Zhang Xianbin was also quite puzzled. You said that you got full marks in Mathematics and English, but you just hung up a comprehensive theory. Isn't this obviously a problem?Zhang Xianbin also heard a lot of gossip while walking. As one of the protagonists of the story, Zhang Xianbin was also confused. Could it be that he has lost his memory and really beat mandarin ducks once.

Xie Jing said: "No."

If I don't let me do papers every day, there will be nothing.

"The college entrance examination is a major event in your life. You can't joke about your own future. If you have anything to do, tell the teacher that the most important thing is to improve your studies. Don't be angry, put yourself in the ordinary class, and the first class will end up with you." Still different."

Why are these words so familiar?

The more Xie Jing listened, the more confused he became.

What Zhang Xianbin said was very subtle, Xie Jing struggled for a long time, and barely figured it out.

Isn't this the euphemistic version of the love story Ning Haoyuan told.

How the hell is this spreading, even Lao Zhang almost believed it.

Xie Jing wondered if I was the only one in the school who didn't know that I was a rebellious boy with a puppy love.

Xie Jing cried. If he was really kicked out of the first class, a big-character poster would be published in Tengfei Garden tomorrow, "Extra! The prophecy has come true, and Xie Jing, the secret of puppy love, will leave in anger."

Damn, this kind of thing can never happen.

Xie Jing learned from the painful experience: "Good teacher, I will definitely do a good job in my studies"

Zhang Xianbin put Xie Jing and Shen Yanqing back, and as soon as they got to their seats, they started to settle old scores.

The National Day homework task assignment is not over yet.

In view of Zhang Xianbin's ubiquitous eyes and the fact that the two of them had just been called to have a sip of tea, this illegal transaction was carried out very secretly.

"Comprehensive, write or not."

Shen Yanqing wrote on the draft paper and placed the draft paper between the two of them.

"Write."

"?" "No answer."

It would be better to kill Xie Jing if he had to write a comprehensive test paper with no answers.

Xie Jing sighed.

"study hard, improve every day."

How simple, but how heavy eight words.

Xie Jing's handwriting on the draft paper was no longer fluent.

"Old Zhang won't let you do my homework."

Shen Yanqing raised his head and looked at Xie Jing in surprise, as if to say again: "So high in consciousness?"

Xie Jing wrote on the paper: "We must solve the problem from the root, so that Lao Zhang will no longer send me papers."

Shen Yanqing: "It got 290 points?"

Xie Jing sighed leisurely again: "190 is about the same."

Shen Yanqing poked six small holes in the draft paper.

Shen Yanqing: "Then how do you solve it?"

Xie Jing circled the words "study hard and make progress every day" in the front row.

Gritting his teeth through the back of the paper.

Shen Yanqing: "So how did Lao Zhang know that I wrote your homework."

Shen Yanqing's homework for Xie Jing.

The multiple-choice questions were directly selected on the test paper, and the major questions were written on the draft paper. Xie Jing copied it, how did Lao Zhang figure it out.

Xie Jing: "I don't know, maybe I saw it. Who knows where Lao Zhang is staring at you now."

Xie Jing casually sketched a stick figure on the draft paper, a thin old man with glasses showing half of his face behind the wall.

Random inscription: "bigyou"

Xie Jing's English is different from his regular Chinese Xingkai, it is a very beautiful cursive script.

Shen Yanqing stared at Xie Jing's stick figure for ten seconds.Suddenly realized what was wrong, and drew it next to it once.

His Xie Jing's pens are of different thickness.

One is 038 and the other is 05.

There is no difference if you don't read them together. There are only multiple-choice questions with unclear fonts written separately on one paper.

Damn, it can also be seen that it was not written by one person.

Lao Zhang is really a genius detective.

The last class before the National Day is physics.

The physics teacher is a little old man in his fifties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and short hair, and his lectures are cadenced. Every time in class, he can't help but digress to the glorious years of his youth.

Normally, everyone would like him to give two lectures in a row, but now they want to press a double speed on his mouth to speed up time together.

Just when the physics old man said that he was late for the teacher test, the get out of class bell rang.

The spittle of the physics old man was still in the air, and he had already scrambled away with the lesson plans on the table between his arms.

The students demonstrated what is called, I want to have a holiday more than you.

However, Xie Jing didn't really want to take a vacation.

Mainly because he didn't want to go home.

You cannot stay overnight during the holidays, and the dormitory building will directly lock the door.

Xie Jing lived in the school for a long time, and had almost forgotten Fang Wanzhou's gloomy and ferocious face in the living room.

Fang Wanzhou reacted strongly to Xie Jing dyeing his hair and not going home at night. Xie Jing guessed that Fang Wanzhou would definitely not agree to let him live in school.

But Fang Wanzhou would not find the school to come, it would be disrespectful in public.

Xie Jing didn't want to go home either, it was a disappointment.

He walked out from the back door of the school with his schoolbag on his back.

Xie Jing brought out more than a dozen books, and was delayed for a while when packing up. When he slowly strolled out, the school gate was almost deserted.

The two main roads at the back gate and the front gate of No. [-] Middle School formed a crossroads, Xie Jing walked along the road, suddenly a little confused.

Where is he going?

Or just make do with three days in the hotel, Xie Jing thought.

Xie Jing stopped on the side of the road, lowered his head and started looking at the house.

"Grass" Xie Jing couldn't hold back the swearing.

He forgot that Yangcheng is half a tourist city, and during the Golden Week of the [-]th, all the hotels are full.

For the remaining two thousand and one nights, Xie Jing weighed his balance and felt pain all over his body.

"jingle bell jingle bell"

The sound of a bicycle bell.

Shen Yanqing stepped on the pedal of the car with one foot, and propped his long legs on the ground: "Where are you going, my deskmate."