Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The weekly exam is still going on, and Qiuzheng's English is not far from [-] after several exams, and the three points that are missing are in listening.

He has a full score of 27 in English listening. He got [-] in the December test and missed two questions, which is lower than the average level of the year. However, he still has one chance. The next listening test is in March.

Recently, I have been practicing listening almost three times a day. I have done one copy after another of the real test and the mock test. Qiu Zhen has firmly memorized the price of the shirt, and regretted it again. Why did he change the answer so obsessively?

If I got full marks the first time, why would I need to suffer like this now.

But he didn't, so he had to listen even if his ears were callused.

The first model came before the second listening test. This is a provincial test. Although the provincial rankings will not be announced after the test, it is not difficult for the top few in each county and city to know their provincial rankings.

This time, their opponents are all candidates in the province.

Shangguan Lu Yuan has been a little excited recently, or the students with top grades have been a little excited, Class [-] has recently read a lot louder in the morning and evening than usual.

Bi Xia remained motionless, his daily schedule hardly changed, he was like a pinnacle of tranquility, no matter how turbulent and restless the surrounding was, he sat there quietly.

The same goes for Qiu Zhen, no matter how much homework there is, he can go upstairs at least three times a day, and Shangguan Lu Yuan feels that even if the college entrance examination is tomorrow, these two people will not change.

He thought inappropriately, could this be unswerving love?

Qiu Zhen took a look at Song Rui's original seat, it was in the third row, a good seat, but at this time everyone was used to getting along with their deskmates, and the old class didn't arrange students to sit there anymore.All her desk drawers were requisitioned by the classmates around her.

Bi Xia noticed his gaze: "What?"

Qiu Zhen stood behind Bi Xia with his hands on his shoulders, and raised his chin in that direction: "How long has it been since she came?"

Bi Xia couldn't see his movements from his angle, but knew what he was asking: "Two months."

Plus winter vacation, two months, the last time she came was at the end of last semester.

With both hands, Qiu Zhen gently pinched Bi Xia's shoulders: "I saw her in the re-reading class." Sensing the momentary tense body under his hand, he smiled and patted lightly: "Relax."

Bi Xia raised his hand to hold him down, and at the same time turned his head to meet his gaze: "No need."

Bi Xia is not him. In the classroom, even a nap is a regular nap. How can he completely relax in the classroom and enjoy the massage service of his boyfriend.

Qiu Zhen stopped regretfully: "What is this girl thinking? She doesn't stay in the fourth class and runs to repeat the class. Does she have any objections to the old class?"

In the repeat class of No. [-] Middle School, although the teachers are the same as the fresh graduates, the school's attention is obviously different. The fresh graduates are the real sons. The students in the repeat class have not been transferred in. In other words, their test scores have nothing to do with the school. .

The biggest difference is the learning environment. The school rules of No. [-] Middle School are too strict, but I have to say that after three years, the study habits of the students are still very good. You can feel the strong learning atmosphere while sitting in the classroom.

I have heard of those who have worked hard to transfer from ordinary classes to key classes, but I have never seen those who enter key classes and go out, they still go back and forth.

Purely from the perspective of learning, it is too stupid to describe.

But no matter what the reason is, she is no longer by Bi Xia's side, and Qiu Zhen is happy to see her success.

Until they met her in the cafeteria at noon.

Song Rui is not alone, there is a boy beside her, they all know each other, Du Cheng.

what's the situation?

When Qiu Zhen saw the grandson surnamed Du, he thought of his punishment. One of the campus work schedules in March was to receive the admissions team.

The admissions groups of major colleges and universities recruit students in advance.

And he's not eligible now.

There is no requirement to wear school uniforms in repeat classes. After all, they only stay for one year. Du Cheng has never been in this situation for a year.

It is unreasonable to ask people to spend hundreds of dollars to buy a few sets of school uniforms in three months, so they are not required to wear school uniforms at all.Apart from the dress, other aspects are also much lower. Song Rui is much more comfortable here. The most important thing is that Du Cheng is not like Bi Xia, turning a blind eye to her. He will try his best to deliver whatever she wants.

In March, the temperature is gradually rising, the cold air is still there, the weather is still cold, and there are more people wearing dark winter clothes in the school.

Song Rui wore a short skirt and boots today, and Qiu Zhen admired her.

They avoided them deliberately, and the two sides just met each other head-on. Bi Xia didn't look sideways, as if he didn't see them, and sat down with the dinner plate.

Qiu Zhen and Du Cheng looked at each other, Du Cheng smiled, looked away and told himself not to care about idiots.

Not knowing if it was intentional, Song Rui sat at the table next to them with the dinner plate in hand.

Compared with her usual indifferent attitude, Song Rui was obviously much more enthusiastic than usual. He knew it was because of Bi Xia, but he didn't care. No matter what the reason was, the result was what he wanted.

He called Song Rui's attention back: "Ruirui..."

Qiu Zhen watched them for a while, his teeth sore.

what is this?Because of that lunatic Du Cheng, he and Xia Xia were injured and he was punished, but he got his wish to be with Song Rui.

Speaking of it, it is a good thing for them to be together, so as not to harm others, but the problem is that these two people went to the No. [-] Middle School to study, and Xiu came to him.

Did he unintentionally become a matchmaker?Qiu Zhen laughed angrily at his own thoughts.

Qiu Zhen withdrew his gaze and threw the two of them out of his mind, looked at the delicate face of the boyfriend opposite, and washed his eyes.

Bi Xia was very quiet when eating, and if Qiu Zhen didn't speak, he wouldn't take the initiative to speak. Qiu Zhen deliberately wanted to cover up their relationship in front of the two psychopaths and casually talked about the exam.

"The teacher is counting on you to come back as No.1 in our No. [-] middle school, you college bully."

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen suddenly became happy again: "So confident."

"It counts as extra points."

With Bi Xia's score, plus those [-] points, if the marking teacher gives him more points for face-saving essays and subjective questions, it is not impossible for him to get full marks directly.

As for the liberal arts, it is impossible for anyone to get that score. He is indeed sure of the first place.

He suddenly realized that Bi Xia's grades have not fluctuated since the first exam in the first year of high school. As long as he is there, there is no suspense about being the first.

Qiu Zhen was a little curious: "Xia Xia, did you pass the exam?"

Bi Xia said: "Within [-] points higher than Shangguan."

For a while, Qiu Zhen didn't know whether to sympathize with or envy Shangguan. Although he was compared in this way, it was still a reference point, and most people were not qualified to do so.

When leaving the cafeteria after eating, Qiu Zhen met Du Cheng's eyes again, and Du Cheng moved his mouth. Looking at the shape of his mouth, Qiu Zhen clearly expressed his thanks.

"Yo, this grandson said thank you to me."

Bi Xia kept on stepping: "The way is different."

The way to go is different, so there is no need to entangle with them.

According to the teacher, if there is no accident, the difficulty of the first model should be the closest to the college entrance examination, and everyone attaches great importance to it.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the classroom was tidied up after the exam, and now we are waiting for the results.

Shangguan Lu Yuan couldn't help asking Bi Xia a math problem, and Bi Xia thought for a moment and gave the answer. Shangguan Lu Yuan also heaved a sigh of relief, and sat on his seat as if collapsed.

"I've been struggling all day... It feels like finishing the college entrance examination."

Bi Xia replied to him lightly: "There are still 84 days."

"It's better to stay in the exam like this, and die sooner than later."

No matter whether you want to die early or die late, the time flies by so slowly, and after the pattern is passed, it will be the second listening test, followed by the monthly school test.

This time, it was actually the teacher of his own school who came up with the question, not the entrance exam.

There is one advantage of frequent exams. If there are too many exams, there will always be a time when two people are in the complex building.

The senior three exams are arranged according to the time of the college entrance examination. There is a lot of self-study time between exams. Bi Xia is flipping through textbooks.

Every word and every picture in his memory textbook has long been engraved in his mind, but he still reads it from time to time to consolidate his memory.

Then came the wrong questions. He thought he had no talent in mathematics learning and spent a lot more time than other subjects.

The collection of wrong questions has been compiled one after another, and it is still increasing.

One hand took away the notebook in his hand, and Qiu Zhen's voice came: "Wrong."

"where."

"Just believe me if I'm wrong, maybe I'm teasing you?"

Bi Xia glanced out the window, and Senior Senior stood there, staring at them deeply.

Qiuzheng:! ! !

In the end, the two of them were taken to the office by the elders. He knew Bi Xia, not only did he know each other, but he was very familiar with him. Although he was not teaching him, he was deeply impressed by him.

This is the first student he has met since he started working in No. [-] Middle School who has secured first place in every exam.It is not that there have been some provincial and city champions in the past, but most of them are Shangguan's situation. The school's ranking is very stable, but it may not be able to get the first place every time in various joint exams.

As for Bi Xia, he took the first place in the province in the last model test, and the first in naked points, not to mention adding [-] points.

At that time, he praised him so much that he almost posted a good news saying that the No. [-] Middle School had booked in advance this year's liberal arts college entrance examination champion.

Duan Zhang turned his attention to Qiu Zhen again. He also knew this classmate, the monitor of the third class, and his grades... plus the extra points, he got the third place in the grade.

These two students had excellent grades written on their left cheeks and seeded players on their right cheeks. The elders looked at them for a while, but didn't say anything serious in the end, just told them to study hard and concentrate on reviewing.

It was the first time Qiu Zhen received such treatment, and he wondered whether it was because of his boyfriend's favor or because of his grades.

Bi Xia didn't seem to take this matter to heart at all. He was not in the classroom and didn't need to keep quiet. In the corridor, he stopped and asked Qiu Zhen: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Zhen didn't expect that he would still remember this, so he smiled: "It's not a big problem," he moved closer, "I'll tell you with a kiss."

Bi Xia touched his right cheek, Qiu Zhen was not satisfied with his kiss like a touch of water, quickly glanced left and right, and then used the corner of the wall to trap the person, leaning on the wall with one hand and embracing the person with the other, asking for what he wanted .

It was class time now, and there were basically no people in the corridors. He didn't restrain himself at all, and explored and raided unscrupulously.

He heard footsteps upstairs, but he still didn't stop.

While continuing to attack the city, he estimated the distance of the footsteps, calculated that the sound had reached the corner before letting go, squatting down leisurely, pretending to tie Bi Xia's shoelaces.

The footsteps stopped behind him, what happened?Qiu Zhen turned his head a little impatiently, the hostility between his brows and eyes could not be concealed.

Qi Jiale was startled by him, stumbled and called Brother Qiu.

Qiu Zhen stood up: "Why are you?"

Qi Jiale looked back and forth between Brother Qiu and the school committee, something was wrong.

The school committee was actually leaning against the wall, wait, why is his mouth so red, Qiu Zhen looked at him more and more unkindly, Qi Jiale finally realized something, he turned and ran upstairs in a hurry: "Go on, go on."

Qiuzhen: "..."

The sound of the zipper rubbing caught his attention. Bi Xia was taking off his coat, and Qiu Zhen pressed his hand: "Don't take it off, I'm hot too, but in this weather, I'm prone to catch a cold."

Bi Xia ignored him, pushed his hand away slowly and firmly, and continued to take off.

"Hey, you..."

Soon he couldn't speak anymore, Bi Xia reached out and brushed off a layer of white powder on the white school uniform - just rubbed it on the wall.

Thinking about how he suddenly pinned someone against the wall just now, Qiu Zhen was at a loss, and his words were not so confident: "You still have to wear a coat..."

While talking, she obediently took off her coat and changed it with him.