Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The time schedule for the two exams in the afternoon was very tight, and the interval between them was only 10 minutes. Qiu Zhen ran from the fourth floor to the first floor to find someone during this 10-minute interval.

The first floor is the examination room for liberal arts. Most of the people at the door of the classroom are holding materials or textbooks to study hard and muttering words.

The most desperate thing during the exam is not to encounter completely unfamiliar questions, but to see familiar questions but cannot remember the answers. In order to avoid such tragedies, everyone cherishes the last few minutes before the exam and reviews them very carefully.

Bi Xia stood under the tree empty-handed, out of place among the bow-headed party.

Qiu Zhen saw him just now when he was standing upstairs in the corridor looking down. The moment he saw him, there was only one thought in his mind, go down.

Now that it's really down, he doesn't know what to do.

Normally, he would definitely not think so much, and just passed by. Does he need a reason to come to play with friends?

But today he was guilty, the unclear kiss just now was not so easy to pass, Bi Xia didn't say it, maybe he didn't want to make an ugly scene, maybe he didn't care, he had to figure out how Bi Xia felt.

Qiu Zhen stood less than ten meters away from Bi Xia and looked at him, his eyes wandered over him, but he didn't move forward.Bi Xia seemed to have a sense of it, and looked straight in this direction, impartially, and met Qiu Zhen's gaze.

Qiu Zhen immediately straightened his waist and showed a standard smile, Bi Xia was slightly surprised, but soon regained his composure, and walked towards him.

Qiuzheng was faster than him, and as soon as Bi Xia moved, he took a few strides to his side.

Bi Xia's eyes reflected his own figure, Qiu Zhen looked into these eyes and almost fell into them.

During the exam just now, his mind was full of how to explain to Bi Xia, but in the end he didn't want to say anything—he would rather Bi Xia noticed something was wrong and questioned him, so that he could take the opportunity to show his cards.

But Bi Xia would not, he would just accept it silently or deal with it coldly.

"I... come down and walk around."

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen despises himself deeply and decides to tell the truth.

"I came down to find you, I saw you up there."

"Ah."

"Have you nothing to say?"

"The exam went well."

Qiuzhen: "..."

Just as the bell was about to ring, the invigilator was in place, and it was time for candidates to enter the examination room.

Qiu Zhen said goodbye to him and ran upstairs, ran to the fourth floor and poked his head out of the corridor to look down, Bi Xia had already entered the classroom.

Qiu Zhen was a little disappointed, and then cheered up to comfort himself. Although he was not very enthusiastic, he was not treated coldly, right?

He turned back to the classroom and found that the invigilator was surnamed Zhou, who taught physical education.

What a coincidence.

After the papers were handed out, everyone began to answer the questions seriously, and halfway through they heard the sound of chalk falling on the blackboard.

Qiu Zhen looked up, and Mr. Zhou wrote question 17 on the blackboard with his sharp handwriting.

At this time, the fastest person in the classroom can reach the tenth question.

Everyone changed the question as he said, and then continued to answer the question.

Half an hour later, the chemistry teacher hurried in with the papers: "Students, question No.17..."

The classmates all looked at him strangely. He thought that everyone couldn't understand. Also, at this time, all his energy was on solving the problem. He was suddenly interrupted. It was normal for him to be unable to respond. On the blackboard, please pay attention when you do it."

He turned around and found that there was already this question on the blackboard, and he asked Zhou Xing a little uncertainly: "Someone came here just now?"

Zhou Xing said, "I changed it."

Chemistry teacher:"……"

He looked even more surprised: "Didn't you teach physical education?"

Teacher Zhou pretended to be aggressive very calmly: "I can teach anything."

During the exam, everyone was working hard on the questions. After the exam, everyone started to talk about Mr. Zhou, saying that he has supernatural powers. If you have a chance to ask him questions, try to see if he can really teach everything.

Qiu Zhen wanted to know how he confessed to Teacher Liang more than these things.

There were no other cases to refer to, so Qiu Zhen subconsciously paid more attention to them, and found out a little way after watching a lot.

Among them, Zhou Xing must be the one who took the initiative.

Although he was not interested in these things, Qiu Zhen felt that this topic was safe, so he also told Bi Xia about the exam.

Bi Xia just listened, and told him after listening to him: "The provincial competition is ten days later."

He was talking about math competitions.

Qiu Zhen wasn't worried about this. He spent so much time on mathematics during the summer vacation, it wasn't for nothing.

"Steady." After he finished speaking, he remembered that Bi Xia had chosen the liberal arts: "Would you rather take part in the future?"

Bi Xia shook his head, he majored in liberal arts, although he could still get extra points in the college entrance examination if he got a ranking, but he didn't need it.

He participated in the competition more for Qiuzheng, he didn't need these [-] points, Qiuzheng needed it.

"Then I..."

The wind blew a few leaves and swayed down, and one of them happened to fall on top of Qiu Zhen's head. Qiu Zhen shook his head, but it didn't fall, and was about to reach out, but Bi Xia first raised his hand to pick it off for him.

Qiu Zhen suddenly lost his voice, he touched his heart that was jumping vigorously, the little deer in his heart would one day be hit and killed by Bi Xia.

Bi Xia looked at him suspiciously, Qiu Zhen had already forgotten what he was going to say, he grabbed Bi Xia's hand and took the leaf from his fingers.

He's going to be in the book.

Bi Xia lowered his eyes and made a decision for him: "You go."

"it is good."

It wasn't until Qiu Zhen finished speaking that he realized what he had agreed to. Beauty misleads others.

After the provincial competition, there will be a training camp, and he will not see Bi Xia for at least half a month.

Qiu Zhen was a little worried, he didn't want to leave Bi Xia.One month, there are too many variables, not to mention that there is a person beside Bi Xia who doesn't know what he is thinking.

But the competition is a matter for the future, and the exam is what needs to be considered now.

On the second day, regardless of the science, mathematics, politics and biology will be taken.

Qiu Zhen doubted life when he was doing political problems. Most of the science students didn't take politics to heart, and most of the knowledge was memorized to cope with the teacher and the dictation task, and they didn't take it to heart at all.

I usually take the textbook to copy the knowledge points when doing the questions. I only think that the political questions are very simple, and I only know how good it is during the exam.

Everything looks familiar, but it doesn't know how to do anything.

After the exam, everyone in the examination room was in a daze.

Who am I and where am I?

Returning to the self-study classroom after the exam, Qiu Zheng saw a boy holding a political textbook talking to the girl next to him at the stairs.

"What is this complementary product and substitute product? Why are potatoes and potatoes not substitute products?"

The girl hesitated: "Potatoes are potatoes."

The boy gently scratched the girl's nose: "I know, I'm just teasing you."

The girl was so angry that she wanted to hit him.

Qiu Zhen disliked it very much, but it is undeniable that he was inspired.

Although he and Bi Xia are not at the same table now, and they share the same literature and science, who stipulates that liberal arts students cannot study with science students.

From another perspective, he still has an advantage over Shangguan Lu Yuan, and Bi Xia of the Shangguan Club will definitely do the same, but he and Bi Xia are complementary.

Back in the classroom, he also took a political textbook and asked Bi Xia: "What is the relationship between complementary goods and substitute goods?"

"It's ok."

"..."

This is different from what he said, he did not give up: "No, how do you tell the difference?"

"Depending on each other and complementing each other, the same kind replaces each other."

Is this gone?

Although streamlined and effective, Qiu Zhen asked this question because he didn't mean to drink.

Qiu Zhen felt that this trick was not suitable for Bi Xia, but it didn't matter, he could always find the problem by looking carefully in the four political textbooks.

Even if politics is not enough, there is still language and English.

The competition is just around the corner, and those who are in the early science class basically have to take one or two subjects. After the test, they don't even have time to pay attention to the results before they start preparing for the new test.

Competitions are much more difficult and important than school tests.

At the request of the County Education Bureau, the school opened a pre-examination sprint class, and several other high schools can recommend students who participated in the competition to come and study.

The sprint class lasts for one week. During this period, their focus will be on the competition. Other homework can not be written for the time being, and it will depend on whether the teacher collects the debt later.

However, there are so many people absent from class one to three, the teacher will probably adjust the schedule to take care of most of them.

A few days after moving back to the classroom from the self-study room, Qiu Zhen moved the books to the math competition classroom again.They will have classes here for the next week, three classes a day, nine and 10 minutes each time.

The lecturer is still Teacher Liang, and Teacher Zhou will come to class occasionally.

"In the next week, Teacher Zhou and I will give you a review before the exam. Students from other schools will arrive tomorrow. We will take care of their progress during the daytime class. Students who feel that they have mastered it can go back to the class."

Without even thinking about it, Qiu Zhen knew that this "proper care" would greatly reduce the difficulty of the course, and the math keys would be boring if they were simple.

But he didn't want to go back to class at all, Bi Xia was here.

It's useless if he doesn't go back alone, Bi Xia has to cooperate with him.

"I don't want to go back to my lectures, are you going back?" Before Bi Xia could answer, he hugged him again, put his chin on his shoulder, and said close to his ear, "Don't go back."

It's quite a bit of cheating.

Bi Xia was suffocating, he couldn't see Qiu Zhen's expression from this angle, he whispered: "Let go."

Qiu Zhen couldn't see Bi Xia's expression and bravely grabbed his hand and said, "I'm bored by myself, come with me. You have a deskmate, and I only have the podium when I go back."

As he spoke, he became jealous again.

"Okay, don't go back, let go."

Before Qiu Zhen let go, he rubbed against his cheek. The first time Qiu Zhen did that, Bi Xia was not used to it, and he is still not used to it now.

Where Qiu Zhen rubbed, there was a thin layer of red visible to the naked eye, not only did not fade over time, but gradually faded away, and the fair cheeks were stained crimson.

Qiu Zhen thought of that kiss he made on purpose, when will he be able to tell Bi Xia openly: I want to kiss you?

He calmed down and thought carefully, if he confesses now, what is the probability that Bi Xia will unilaterally block him.

Qiu Zhen was sure, as long as Bi Xia didn't show his cold violence, he would have a chance.

Or just say it directly, he somewhat feels that Bi Xia will not reject him.

As for the teacher, what is that?So many people are in love, there is not much more than him.

But how to speak?

Qiu Zhen came up with one and overturned another, and wrote a few words on the paper from time to time and crossed them out. In this class, Qiu Zhen spent more time looking at Bi Xia than at the blackboard.

Seeing that Teacher Liang came to him after class, he said to him earnestly: "Study is the most important thing."

Qiu Zhen stopped thinking about this question for the time being, because there are so many people with mixed eyes, he couldn't directly say it when he thought about it.

Sometimes Qiu Zhen is so dull that Bi Xia is a little weak, but he has a little romantic feeling in his bones.

In his opinion, a confession is the beginning of a relationship. The starting point is so important, so of course we must prepare well.

The next day, students from other schools arrived in buses one after another.

The number of people participating in the mathematics competition was the largest, and the lecture hall suddenly became crowded.

Teacher Liang didn't mean to classify students according to school, and still let everyone find a seat wherever they wanted.

Most people choose to sit with their classmates and alumni.

"Qiu Zhen."

A smiling female voice came, and Qiu Zhen and Bi Xia looked over together, and there stood a girl wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School.

Qiu Zhen remembered her, after all, she had given her away for so long.

The little girl was prettier than junior high school, and smiled at him generously.

"No introduction?"

It was clearly a question, but the tone didn't fluctuate much.

As soon as Bi Xia opened his mouth, the air seemed to freeze. Qiu Zhen felt a little guilty for some reason, he didn't mean it that way, but he knew that many people saw something in him and Su Xiaoxiao.

Even including Su Xiaoxiao, maybe there is something interesting about it.

Qiu Zhen bit the bullet and explained, his voice was tense: "Su Xiaoxiao."

He introduced Su Xiaoxiao first, and the corners of Bi Xia's lips turned down slightly, showing his inner displeasure.

In social etiquette, when introducing the two parties, it is generally necessary to introduce the host's side to the guest first, and the order of intimacy and distance is included in this introduction.

Qiu Zhen didn't notice this, and when Bi Xia asked, he reflexively followed his needs.

If the situation permits, he even wants to directly say that this is my junior high school classmate, and he is only a junior high school classmate. Don't listen to other people's nonsense.

After he finished speaking, he said to Su Xiaoxiao: "This is me..." Qiu Zhen looked at Bi Xia and paused before continuing: "Good friend, Bi Xia."

Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to Bi Xia: "Hello."

The girl had already extended her hand, Bi Xia couldn't refuse, so he also extended his hand: "Hello."

After Su Xiaoxiao greeted them, she sat down beside her classmates.

As for Qiu Zhen, for the next whole morning, apart from answering questions in class, he heard a total of fourteen words from Bi Xia.

He racked his brains and couldn't figure out what happened to Bi Xia, did he say something that made Bi Xia unhappy?

Looking back carefully, Qiuzhen found that Bi Xia should have been unhappy since Su Xiaoxiao came over. Could it have something to do with Su Xiaoxiao?

Qiu Zhen didn't even dare to think about such things as being jealous, but he couldn't think of anything else besides this. It couldn't be because Su Xiaoxiao didn't suit him?

Then you can't blame me.

Qiu Zhen decided to ask directly.

"Do you not like Su Xiaoxiao?"

"No."

That's it, Bi Xia was brought up by Mr. Xia, he is a "gentleman", even if he doesn't like a person, he will never say anything, so at this time he can't listen to what he said, it depends on his expression.

Qiu Zhen didn't ask him why, what's there to ask, Bi Xia didn't like him so he didn't need to contact him, he could tell the difference between close and distant.

Qiu Zhen thought for a while, he couldn't plant hidden dangers for their future, he had to speak clearly in advance.

"I don't like Su Xiaoxiao."

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen looked at Bi Xia and said seriously: "Don't listen to Qi Jiale and the others. I never liked anyone in junior high school. If I have someone I like, I will definitely tell you."

"it is good."

I'm waiting for you.

After Qiu Zhen finished explaining, he was finally able to sleep peacefully at night, but someone didn't want him to be peaceful.

I don't know when it started, rumors spread everywhere, everyone thought that he and Su Xiaoxiao were a couple, as if to prove this statement, Su Xiaoxiao looked for him much more frequently.

Having already explained clearly to Bi Xia, Qiu Zhen didn't care much about other people's opinions. He didn't take it seriously at first, but later he found that Su Xiaoxiao seemed to take it seriously.

How does this work?

While reassuring Bi Xia that he never had that idea, Qiu Zhen began to avoid Su Xiaoxiao, and he planned to explain clearly to others after the provincial competition.

The examination room for the provincial competition was in No. [-] Middle School, and the people from several other schools had to pack up their things and leave after the examination.

With classmates, everyone in the lecture hall spontaneously saw them off, and Teacher Liang let them play.

After saying a few words of farewell to everyone, I left the classroom to everyone.

"The other classes are still in class, everyone pay attention to control the volume."

After playing, everyone began to watch Su Xiaoxiao and Qiuzheng booing, and they all thought that this competition brought them together.

What kind of fate is this? We are not in the same school anymore, and we can still attend classes together.

Bi Xia broke away from Qiu Zhen's hand holding him, Su Xiaoxiao blushed and lowered her head, she was shy and timid.

What's the matter? !

Looking at the booing people around, Qiuzheng was a little irritable, so he couldn't use his brains. He and Bi Xia didn't stand together, right?

Qiu Zhen took a deep breath and told Su Xiaoxiao to come out with me.

"Oh~"

Hearing the booing sound behind him, Qiu Zhen felt more and more embarrassed, so he quickened his pace, and Su Xiaoxiao followed him out of the classroom.

Qiu Zhen took her to the open grass, where the view was wide and open, and no one could hear them talking.

Qiuzhen cut straight to the point: "I have someone I like."

Su Xiaoxiao still lowered her head, preconceived, she already thought that Qiu Zhen called her out to confess to her: "Yeah."

"But everyone thinks I like you."

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head, a little stunned, what do you mean?

Isn't Qiuzhen going to confess to her?

Qiu Zhen didn't seem to see her expression, and continued to explain: "I'm afraid you might misunderstand, so I'll ask you to clarify."

Even if she refused, she only said it in front of her alone. Su Xiaoxiao was immersed in his thoughtfulness, and hated his tenderness to death.

It has always been like this, he obviously doesn't like her, but he can promise to send her home every day.

Everyone thought they were together, and he wouldn't explain too much to her that she would be ashamed, but just said with a light smile, "Don't talk nonsense."

But he never said to her directly in front of her: "I have someone I like."

He wouldn't lie about this sort of thing, it's true.

Su Xiaoxiao knew that Qiu Zhen didn't lie to her, he was telling her that she should give up.

Her eyes were slightly red, she looked up at the sky, suppressed her tears, tried her best to smile and said to him: "I'm leaving, can you see me off?"

Qiu Zhen had sent her home countless times, but now he didn't even want to send her to the car, and directly refused: "I don't want my partner to misunderstand."

Su Xiaoxiao felt that he had hurt her heart twice. She had just lost love, so couldn't she take care of her emotions?

Most of the sadness just now disappeared, and she almost laughed angrily: "Do I need my help to explain?"

That's not necessary.

Qiu Zhen said, "No need, don't add trouble."

Just kidding, won't I reveal my secrets if you go?

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

Everyone has junior high school classmates in No. 10 Middle School. In the last few [-] minutes, many people went to talk to their old classmates. Su Xiaoxiao went to Class [-] and [-] of Senior High.

"He has someone he likes."

When Su Xiaoxiao knew that she had the opportunity to come to No. [-] Middle School, she inquired about the situation with her classmates.

When looking for Ying Yarong, they said a few more words, they both knew each other liked Qiuzhen.

The friendship between girls is always very strange. They are obviously rivals in love, but because Qiu Zhen doesn't like any of them, they become good friends in a sense.

Of course Ying Yarong knew, but that was a boy, he shouldn't.

Ying Yarong shook her head: "No, listen to me, you are very suitable for him, you..."

Su Xiaoxiao interrupted her: "If you like him, go for it yourself. I admire him, like him, and have no obsession with being with him."

"He is the memory of my youth for me. I don't want to destroy it. I hope that it will still feel good to think of him ten or 20 years later."

Ying Yarong eagerly went to hold her hand: "No, listen to my explanation, you don't understand the situation, he, they...they shouldn't be together."

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "It's up to you whether it should be right or not. That's all. Such an excellent person, his existence is very beautiful. Since he can't get it, why don't you wish him happiness?"

Su Xiaoxiao left after speaking, leaving Ying Yarong standing there, a little dazed.

Could it be that she is wrong?

But they are boys, two boys, how can they be together?

She still remembers the AIDS brochure in junior high school saying that male sex is a high-risk behavior.

Regardless of these issues, their relationship would not be accepted by this society. If Qiu Zhen is with a boy, what would his parents think, what would his teachers and classmates think of him.

No, it can't be.

This will destroy him.

When Qiu Zhen returned to the classroom, everyone looked at him gossipingly.

"Tell me, tell me, what's going on?"

"What's the matter?" Qiu Zhen immediately went to Bi Xia and found that he was not in the classroom: "Where is my deskmate?"

Everyone didn't understand the point, what's going on, aren't they talking about him and Su Xiaoxiao?The man is handsome, the woman is pretty, and the duo are the right two.

"Bi Xia has returned to the classroom."

"Oh, then I'll go back too."

A group of people were left looking at each other, no, why this reaction.

Didn't it work?

But anyone who is not blind can tell that Su Xiaoxiao likes Qiuzhen.Could it be that they guessed wrong, in fact, Brother Qiu doesn't like other girls?

This is awkward.

It's mainly about empathy. They all like Su Xiaoxiao quite a bit, so they haven't thought about this issue.

A group of people went back to the classroom in desperation.

Qiu Zhen didn't go back to the classroom directly, but went to the fourth class to find someone.

The class schedule of No. [-] Middle School on Saturday is scheduled, and now Class [-] is having Chinese class.

Qiu Zhen passed by the corridor and heard Bi Xia's clear voice.

He is reading poetry.

Qiu Zhen stood outside the back door, listening quietly, and felt much calmer after listening.

What should be explained has already been explained clearly. They are friends now, so they shouldn't explain endlessly.

He came upstairs in a hurry, just to have a look at him, and then he should leave.