Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

At the end of the night of the exam, the results of the processing had already come out, and he was given a warning.

In the beginning, Mrs. Du insisted on appealing, and the cause and effect were the same. When Mrs. Du saw that it had something to do with Song Rui, she was angry and went to Song Rui. But the two companies have cooperated a lot, and she couldn't tear herself apart, so she had to endure it.

Director Zhang seized this point and chased after the victory, saying that if things get serious, the school will deal with the two students Qiu Zheng and Song Rui. Continue to pursue.

What's more, Qiu Zhen acted bravely and acted too defensively, and Song Rui had too close contacts with young people outside the school.

As soon as the disciplinary notice came out, her son was an "out-of-school youth" and had a close relationship with Song Rui. If he had a close relationship with him, he could just say that he was in a relationship.

Du Cheng's father has always supported his son in marrying Song Rui home, but she would never allow it.

When Mrs. Du heard this, she became even angrier. In her opinion, her son could not be wrong, but Song Rui was the one who was wrong, but she still had to worry about her now.

In the end it was a compromise.

Teacher Liang took the students to the administrative building to receive the punishment. Director Zhang notified Qiu Zhen of the punishment: "It's not your fault this time, but you are impulsive to give him an opportunity to give him a warning and punishment to improve his memory."

Qiu Zhen didn't have any objections, he knew what the school was fighting for him, and he seemed a little ignorant if he wanted to make a fuss.

His mother was right, he was an adult.

He held the light punishment notice in his hand, and the red official seal was a bit dazzling.

Warnings are not considered serious. No. [-] Middle School sends out more than a dozen copies every year, and there are dozens of copies when students "commit crimes together."

But as long as it is a punishment, there is a time limit for revocation. He has to carry this punishment on his back to participate in the "Punishment Students Education Conference" once a month, and the time limit is six months.

Director Zhang also comforted him: "Don't worry, you won't be punished to graduate, behave well, and you will be withdrawn in half a year."

On the way back, both teachers and students remained silent, and Liang Hanzhang said after walking to the teaching area: "Advance enrollment will be in March, and there will be people from all major colleges and universities coming to the school."

"My punishment will be revoked in April."

"Haven't I told you that the competition results are out?" Liang Hanzhang looked at him with a smile: "The first prize is [-] points. Judging from your results, the hope is still very high. Don't give up."

How could I give up, Qiu Zhen thought, even for Bi Xia, he must succeed.

"Brother Liang, I want to ask for a leave of absence."

"The school didn't suspend you, but you did it yourself?"

Qiu Zhen smiled: "Go home, there are some things to deal with."

He went to Bi Xia first with the leave note, and Bi Xia quietly closed his notebook and went out with him.

"I'm going home."

"Ah."

"Come back tomorrow."

"Ah."

Qiuzheng said Bi Xia said yes to everything, but he was not satisfied: "Why don't you ask me to go back?"

"What are you going back for?"

Qiu Zhen hooked his neck and bumped him punishingly, forehead to forehead, the blow was not too heavy, but Bi Xia was unprepared and was a little dazed.

"you……"

Qiu Zhen kissed the corner of his mouth lightly when he didn't react, then pushed away half a step, turned around and ran, and after running a few steps, he waved the hand holding the slip: "See you tomorrow~"

Bi Xia stood where he was, raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips, showing a smile.

He knew that Qiu Zhen had gone to get the punishment notice, but since he didn't tell, he didn't ask.

Qiu Zhen went back to his home, and took out a small card from the mailbox.

On the small card with gold letters on a red background, there are two words "Shuo Wang" written in big letters.It is said that the king of locks does not need to be picked, any lock can be opened directly, but it is more troublesome to hire someone, not to mention the high price, and you have to register your ID card-in case something happens, leave a bottom so that you can check it at the police station in the future.

Suo Wang's surname is Wang. Qiu Zhen contacted the person according to the phone number on the business card, and then waited for a long time until the little girls who went to elementary school next door came home. Wang Suo Wang was late.

Sure enough, he didn't blow it. Within 10 minutes, Qiu Zhen heard the sound of the lock cylinder turning.

The electric rolling gate was opened manually, and dust fell into piles. After paying the bill, Qiu Zhen went in, covering his mouth and nose, and turned on the light. His long-lost car was finally about to see the light of day again.

Sister Wang took away two sets of keys at the beginning, but luckily he was careful and kept the last set.

He rode his bike to a road that was newly built and not yet open, and indulged at a speed of at least [-] per hour. There are many people who come here to play motorcycles at night. Qiu Zhen's car has not been modified, and it is not strictly speaking a racing car. .

He simply pursues the excitement brought by high speed, and has no interest in comparing himself with others. After playing for two hours, it's almost time to go back.

When he got home and put the car upstairs in the garage, he remembered that the furniture in the house was covered with dust covers. Did he go back and sleep with the dust?

Besides, Xia Xia is still in school.

So someone who took a day off came back to school by bike.

The evening self-study is over, and everyone in the classroom rushes to the dormitory. The dormitory of the third year of senior high school has an independent bathroom, so it is much more convenient to wash up. In addition, Qiu Zhen is not around, Bi Xia has no intention of walking on the crowded road, and he stays in the classroom for 3 minutes.

He stopped at the door of the classroom, leaning against a familiar figure on the railing opposite the corridor outside the classroom, Qiu Zhen tossed the key in his hand up and down, and smiled at him: "Boyfriend is here to pick you up to the dormitory, are you happy?"

Bi Xia glanced at the things that Qiu Zhen temporarily put at his feet in order to look handsome: "Didn't it mean that you will come back tomorrow?"

Qiu Zhen bent down and picked up the fruit at his feet, walking towards him.

"I enjoy happiness at home, and my boyfriend suffers at school, that must not be possible."

He took out an orange and broke it in half directly from the middle, holding one half with his left hand, and pinching the other half with both hands, and then pressed the middle finger of his right hand against the round orange, and the flesh of the orange was separated.

He tore off a piece and brought it to Bi Xia's mouth, whether it was intentional or not, his fingers lightly rubbed against his soft lips.

"Sweet?"

"sweet."

Qiu Zhen ate a slice himself: "It's obviously sour."

"..."

"Are you lying to me? Give me a taste."

He couldn't help but drag people up to the corridor. The bamboo downstairs has not been repaired for a long time. Standing here, you can reach out and touch it, but no one cares about it. Only the wind whispers to them when it passes by.

After spending a while together, Qiu Zhen gently rubbed the corner of Bi Xia's lips with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "Sweet."

The exam is a joint exam, and the papers are graded online. It is said that teachers from several schools corrected them together. In order not to fall behind, the teachers of No. [-] Middle School worked overtime to correct the papers. Only available on weekends.

The answer sheet can be sent out after scanning. After checking the answers with the paper, everyone knows their own results.

When the math representative posted the answer on the blackboard, Bi Xia was still writing something in his notebook.

He has been writing for two days.

After obtaining the consent, Shangguan Lu Yuan took his paper to check the answer, and when he answered the last question, he exclaimed, "Full score!"

Although it seems that there is nothing strange about Bi Xia's perfect score, it is a perfect score after all!

What's more, this time the difficulty of mathematics in liberal arts exceeded the standard, but in science, the teacher said that the average score may be [-]. Everyone said that the papers for arts and sciences were printed wrong.

Many people in the science class got the first full score in high school, and it may also be the last one, but for those who are already ahead in mathematics, this paper is not so good.

The results were counted before school was over. Qiuzheng got 148 in mathematics, and a step was omitted in the proof question, which was unfairly deducted.Every teacher has different teaching habits. Mr. Liang has always advocated saving as much as possible. This is a dispensable step to put in the school exam, and no one will make things difficult for him.

But this time it's the entrance exam, and I don't know which teacher changed this question.

The biggest advantage was no longer there, even though other subjects performed normally, Qiu Zhen's year ranking still dropped to ninety.

Someone had read Bi Xia's grades and told him, but he still went to the office by himself. Everyone's grades are available on the school intranet, including Qiu Zhen.

Bi Xia didn't show any expression, and swipe the mouse to look all the way down, ninety.

The old class seemed to know what he was thinking: "This time science and mathematics are unreliable."

Bi Xia nodded without saying anything, wrote down the grades and left the office.

Qiuzheng did not go home with him on weekends.

The school does not allow motorcycles to come in, so he put the car next to the public bicycle to rub a canopy.

Senior high school students are also required to study in the evening as much as possible on Saturdays, and those who are close to home can go home, and get out of class is over after evening self-study, and Qiu Zhen rides Bi Xia home first.

With one foot on the ground, he watched Bixia get off the car, and raised his chin at him: "I'll go out for a while."

Bi Xia didn't ask him where he was going or if he was coming back tonight, but just said: "Be careful."

Qiu Zhen turned his head and pointed his finger on his cheek, with obvious hints, Bi Xia took half a step towards him, and then kissed him on the cheek as he wished.

With a soft touch, Qiu Zhen almost couldn't turn the accelerator, but he still left.

After driving two meters away, Qiu Zhen turned his back to Bi Xia and said goodbye: "Let's go, go to bed early."

Bi Xia said it again: "Be careful."

Qiuzheng controlled the car with his left hand, and raised his right hand in a gesture of "ok".

On the same road, Qiu Zhen ran back and forth a few times at high speed, and received countless whistles.

The accelerator is turned to the bottom, and the speed of the car continues to increase. Even through the helmet, it seems that you can hear the sound of the wind whistling in your ears.The heart is beating, sending blood to every part of the body, the blood is surging, everything is gone, all distracting thoughts are gone with the wind, only the quiet road is left in front of him, flat, wide, But there is no road with street lights.

After walking the car, Qiuzheng ignored the people who shouted to be friends with him, and went straight home.

The water heater was turned off, and he didn't bother to turn it on. After taking a cold shower, he pulled the dust cover on the sofa with his hands, and lay down with his clothes on.

Xia Xia, can I catch up with you by riding a bicycle?

It's up to me, Qiu Zhen said to himself.

The shortcut has been sealed, he must, like all candidates, go through the last journey of high school honestly, and use the last few months to catch up.

He wants to be with Bi Xia.

Song Rui wanted to apologize to Bi Xia, so she searched for many gifts on the Internet over the weekend, and finally she decided to give the one that best reflected her heart - Linglong dice.

She is not short of money, and what gift is more sincere than making it by herself.

Taobao SF Express arrived on the same day. From Monday, she took a file and a bodhi seed to grind after class. It took three finger cots to grind out a lot of white powder, and finally drilled the hole the day before the sports meeting , stuffed heart-shaped red beans into it.

The classmates around her breathed a sigh of relief. They seemed to be able to hear the sound of rasps and bodhisattvas when they returned to the dormitory these days.

Every day at noon, Qiu Zhen and Bi Xia would send him to the classroom when they came back from dinner, and then go around and down the stairs on the other side of the teaching building.

Qiu Zhen talked a lot today, he dragged Bi Xia to talk for a few minutes before leaving, Song Rui couldn't wait to go forward as soon as he left, and looked at Bi Xia with a smile on his face.

"Bishia."

Bi Xia took half a step back and opened the distance: "What's the matter."

Song Rui looked a little hurt: "Are you still angry?"

Bi Xia repeated: "What is it?"

Song Rui pouted, as if she had nothing to do with you, she took out the pendant that she had spent several days making from behind her.

The bodhi seeds are round and without edges, and there is a bright red acacia bean in the middle of the snow-white dice.

Linglong dice and red beans, do you know the lovesickness in your bones?

Song Rui felt that Bi Xia had such good grades and liked ancient poetry, so she would definitely like this gift.

However, he just glanced away and looked away. He thought of the necklace that Qiu Zhen took off casually and is still hanging around his neck.

Song Rui is not Qiu Zhen, whether she misses her or not, Bi Xia doesn't know and doesn't want to know.

He didn't refuse right away, Song Rui was sure that he didn't feel nothing, she tiptoed close to Bi Xia, wanting to put it on for him.

"Qiu Zhen's attack is ruthless enough, but it's okay, I'll tell Du Cheng that he won't pursue it anymore."

Bi Xia took a step back to avoid her.

The result of Qiuzheng's punishment has come out, the compensation from both parties has been paid, and the matter is over, but Song Rui said that as long as Bi Xia is with her, Du Chengcheng can not be held accountable.

No matter how you look at it, this seems ridiculous.

"Is it cruel?" Song Rui didn't expect him to ask that suddenly, and couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, Bi Xia continued, "I think it's not too bad."

"Countless people die every day in this world, and they have nothing to do with me. But Qiuzhen is different, he is an inseparable part of my life, he is me."

"You..." Song Rui looked at him in surprise.

Bi Xia interrupted her: "Miss Song, do you understand?"

"Do you want him to die?" She looked shocked, looking a little pained, as if her love was wrong: "Du Cheng is just impulsive, but you want him to die? You, how can you do this?"