My brother became a love brain

I'm not the type to die for reading, and I also have a little exposure to online literature.But I still felt that Ma Feifei might be talking to someone else through the headset. As for ghosts and spirits, I thought it was nonsense at the time.

However, after hearing a few words for a short time, it seemed that Ma Feifei couldn't force me away directly, and she mentioned the honor student again. Could it be that as long as I am still an honor student, she can't touch me?

What is the judgment of the top student?Top 100, top 10, or top 3 in the school year?Only grades are required, or grades, sports, and morals must all be excellent?

I thought about it for a while, but there were too few clues, and I couldn't figure out the truth, so I gathered my mind, hurried back to class, and continued working on my exercise book.

As soon as I picked up the pen, my deskmate Wang Juan said softly: "Just now, a parent from another class came to look for the school."

"Huh?" I looked at her suspiciously.

"The parents of the 120th student in the school year exam," Wang Juan lowered her voice, but there was no light gossip in her words, "It stands to reason that the top 120 students are in the first and second classes, but isn't there an extra Ma Feifei in our class?" , Ma Feifei didn't take the exam last time, there are 61 students in the first class and 60 students in the second class, so the total is 120."

I understood, sighed, and asked her, "What does that parent want to do here?"

"I just passed by the office and listened for a while. The parent said that if the calculation is based on 120, his child should enter the key class. If the calculation is based on 120, Ma Feifei will stay in the first class without taking the exam. To put it this way, after all, Linshui No. [-] Middle School has never approved a note to attend."

To be honest, there is nothing wrong with that parent's logic. Students and parents are not afraid of fierce competition, but the competition is unfair.

"What did the school say?"

"I haven't said anything yet. The parents just left the office and went directly to the principal."

The class bell rang suddenly, we stopped talking and began to listen to the class carefully.

But halfway through the class, an unfamiliar teacher knocked on the door of the classroom, pointed at Ma Feifei seriously and said, "Ma Feifei? You come out."

Ma Feifei looked ugly, but she still went out and didn't come back until after school.

The next day, we came over early in the morning, only to find that Ma Feifei's seat was empty.

A scene that we dare not imagine these days appeared. Ma Feifei left class one and was assigned to class three.

It is said that the parents who came to speak yesterday were family members of martyrs, and Ma Feifei's background obviously couldn't match it.

It is said that Ma Feifei and Song Dongyang had a quarrel because of this matter, Song Dongyang was unwilling to use his relationship to persecute the parent, Ma Feifei cried and made noises, showing no composure at all.

Regardless of whether the so-called rumors are true or not, our mood has become very good, and there is a kind of happiness that has finally come to an end.

Next is another monthly exam. Ma Feifei still did not take the exam, and naturally she was not within the ranking range. The ranking of the top [-] has been adjusted to a certain extent. to join.

Emotionally speaking, we were very reluctant to leave them, and even a little bit repelled the joining of new classmates.But there is nothing we can do. The college entrance examination has never been a simple exam, but a fight between the weak and the strong.

I took my notes to a print shop and made more than a dozen copies, and gave them to the classmates who left one by one, telling them to study hard and try to get back in the next exam. As I talked, my eyes turned red, and so did theirs.

The sound of tables and chairs moving lasted all afternoon. We saw new students join in. They looked a little cramped, with joy and anxiety on their faces.

There is no time left for self-introduction and mutual acquaintance. Everyone is tightened because of parting and turmoil-to work hard, to work hard, and not to leave the forefront.

A new round of monthly exams came as scheduled. After the last exam, I saw Song Dongyang after a long absence. He was standing alone at the door of my classroom, but there was no Ma Feifei beside him.

Zhang Peng came out from behind me. He patted my shoulder and said, "Chi Rui, let's go together."

I was about to agree, but I heard Song Dongyang say: "Chi Rui, I'm here to find you."

"Tch—" Zhang Peng sneered, but didn't speak.

"Zhang Peng, you go first, I'll talk to Brother Song for a while."

Perhaps it was because of the previous rumors that I had the illusion that Song Dongyang's mind was clear, so I chose to stay and talk to Song Dongyang.

Song Dongyang was wearing a school uniform, but he was holding a jacket on his arm. We walked outside, and he put on the jacket. It was a long black down jacket, exactly the same as the one I was wearing.

That's right, he bought two sets at that time, one for himself to wear, and one for me as a birthday present.

He looked at me, as if realizing something, and suddenly said, "Is your birthday over?"

"Well, I was so busy studying at that time that I even forgot about it myself."

In fact, I didn’t forget it, even if I did, the phone calls from my parents would always remind me of it.But my birthday passed quietly.

Song Dongyang, who would give me gifts and buy me cakes in previous years, was absent this year without accident.

"Then I'll make a replacement for you later." He said lightly.

"No need." We walked out of the gate of the teaching building, and the cold wind choked into my trachea, making me shiver.

"Then I'll make up one for you today. You'll be fine tonight. Let's go. I'll treat you to something delicious."

I didn't say yes or no, I just wrapped myself in a thick scarf, then slowly went down the steps and walked into the white snow field.

We left the school, and I was about to ask him whether to take the bus or take a taxi, but found a black car parked at the door. I didn't judge the license plate, but that car looked very expensive.

"This is……"

"my car."

He opened the car door and let me into the back seat, then opened the driver's door and sat in.

"When did you buy the car? Do you have a driver's license?"

"It's always been there. I just got my driver's license."

This may be the first time that I realized the gap between me and Song Dongyang.

I am just an ordinary high school student, and Song Dongyang, he is the grandson of Grandpa Song, the son of Uncle Song and Aunt Li.

The car was driving very steadily, I could smell a very faint fragrance, and the stereo in the car was playing songs in a language I couldn't understand.

I looked forward from the rear seat, first I saw the first aid kit between the two front seats, and then I saw the pink cushion on the co-driver with a princess skirt on it. I knew it without asking. It is Ma Feifei's exclusive seat.

I suddenly lost interest, and said coldly: "Song Dongyang, are you looking for me this time because of Ma Feifei?"

There was a moment of silence in the car, but I still heard Song Dongyang's answer: "Chi Rui, you shouldn't be so straightforward."

"I don't agree." I thought at this moment, I must be ugly.

"I haven't said it yet." He laughed out loud.

"I don't agree." Maybe it's just a small thing, but I don't want to agree at all.

"It's easy for you. There will be a physics competition in the next year. I hope you concentrate on studying and don't participate." His voice was unhurried, with the stability unique to mature people.

"Just because Ma Feifei wants to participate?" I didn't intend to participate in that competition. After all, I'm not a professional student who engages in competitions, so there's a high probability that I won't get any rankings, but Song Dongyang said that, and I couldn't be more angry, "Song Dongyang , I will definitely participate in this competition, unless you use your relationship so that I can't even register."

"I won't do that..." His voice was gentle, like comforting a child.

And I didn't feel comforted at all, with my head thrown back against the back of the premium leather seat.

I said, "Song Dongyang, stop the car."

"what?"

"Stop, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, I don't want to go to dinner with you."

"Chi Rui, don't lose your temper—"

"Song Dongyang, it's snowing heavily, you don't want to have a traffic accident, right?"

I was just threatening him, threatening him ugly and unbearable.

"Squeak—" the vehicle made a harsh sound and stopped on the side of the road.

I reached out and touched the hidden button of the car door, and was about to push the door and get out.

"30."

"what?"

"30, if you give up this exam, I'll transfer it directly to your passbook."

"pat-"

I opened the door and let the cold wind blow in.

I didn't look at Song Dongyang's expression again, but said to him word by word: "Song Dongyang, you really make me sick."

I got out of the car, slammed the door, and walked in the opposite direction of the car without looking back.

My face was cold, and my heart was also cold.