Wang Xinyan walked to her desk with the book in her hand, gently kicked Chu Qiankun who was sitting in her place with her foot, pointed to the watch on her wrist, and pouted that it was time for class, where did you come from, go back quickly, don't occupy my place anymore.

Chu Qiankun took the book and returned to his seat with a face full of reluctance. But the three brothers Xu Ziming looked at him like aliens, with adoration on their faces.

Xu Ziming ignored Chu Qiankun's objections, smashed his head and pulled his face hard.

Chu Qiankun shouted in pain: "It hurts, what are you doing?"

"Let's see if this skin is real? We seriously suspect that you are possessed by aliens, and you have no skin. ”

"Since you have found out, then no wonder I killed people. Chu Qiankun pulled Xu Ziming's hand away, pretended to pinch him by the neck and shouted viciously.

The second general of Hum Ha looked at the two of them with a smile, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement, and constantly used words to provoke Chu Qiankun and Xu Ziming.

Chu Qiankun dealt with Xu Ziming in his hands, secretly frightened, although they guessed aliens, they didn't make much mistakes, they were soul traversed and reborn, and alien possession was also the same, and they had the same goal.

The sudden change in the past two days is a bit large, and it is a little difficult for people who are familiar with themselves to accept, and they always have doubts in their hearts, and people still have to keep a low profile.

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I also feel that Chu Qiankun has changed a little bit and suddenly, as well as the head teacher Wu Qingai.

Chu Qiankun three months ago, her academic performance was not good, nor was she bad, she was at the average level in the class, and her daily test scores were around thirty.

However, three months ago, due to the death of both his parents in a car accident, Chu Qiankun lost both parents and suffered a major blow and was depressed. After dealing with his parents' affairs and returning to school, his grades plummeted, and he went straight to the tail.

Since he had an in-depth conversation with Chu Qiankun in the office, he has paid more attention to this vow to work hard in the last three months, study hard, and want to be admitted to a key university.

Today's Chinese class did not explain the text, but conducted a quiz.

Chu Qiankun also wanted to see if he could make progress after two days of hard memorization and study, to see how many points he could score, and whether the direction and way of his efforts were correct.

Today's test paper Wu Qingai has carefully studied, there is a certain degree of difficulty, and there are many knowledge points that need to be memorized. She estimates that there will be many students who will not do well in the exam, but this is also the effect she needs, not to let these students be too confident, and it is necessary to put pressure appropriately so that they can see their own shortcomings.

Chu Qiankun lowered his head and did the test questions smoothly without any pause, and Wu Qingai, who had been paying attention to him, was a little puzzled. Did he know how to do these questions? I didn't see a few students in the class with high grades, all of them frowning and thinking about it, obviously because the questions were difficult.

This is not scientific!

I was really curious, and walked to Chu Qiankun's side with doubts, wanting to see if he really knew how to solve the problem, or if he was doing it blindly.

Chu Qiankun, who is struggling to write, has already found the test questions in front of him and is currently writing an essay. Looking at Chu Qiankun's neat and upright handwriting, Wu Qingai was greatly surprised.

After two years of Chinese teaching, she is very familiar with the fonts of all the students in the class, and Chu Qiankun's words are no exception.

Wu Qingai has been a teacher for so many years, and he has also encountered changes in students' handwriting, but it is a slow change, like Chu Qiankun has become so sudden and has changed so much, I have never seen it.

The handwriting has changed too much in the past few days, but the writing is really good, and from the perspective of her Chinese teacher for so many years, she can't write without ten years of persistent practice.

But Chu Qiankun is only 20 years old, could it be that he started practicing calligraphy since he was born, so why was the previous handwriting so ordinary?

Full of doubts, but unable to argue that seeing is believing, Wu Qingai could only attribute all this to the clumsiness of a student with a talent for writing.

If Chu Qiankun's font had changed some time earlier, she would definitely have recommended him to the county calligraphy association through the school. Now, forget it, her main focus is still on the college entrance examination, and she doesn't want to pay more attention to other things.

After the exam was over and the test papers were handed in, the whole class was in an uproar, and there were too many questions in the exam this time, many of which were questions that they had not memorized or paid attention to.

Looking at the students who were originally arrogant, but now they were drooping their heads one by one, Wu Qingai knocked on the podium and said loudly: "Now that you know your shortcomings, don't think that you usually do well in the exams and study well, so you are proud and complacent." ”

"I might as well tell you that our Chinese teachers agree that the difficulty of the questions in this year's college entrance examination will exceed that of previous years, especially the Chinese test papers. ”

Dropping a word of encouragement, Wu Qingai returned to the office with the test paper, and the students were still discussing and exchanging topics.

Ouyang Duxue and Wang Xinyan were also talking in a low voice, but they were not talking about test questions, but about men, to be precise, discussing Chu Qiankun.

"Twilight Xue, what's going on between you and Chu Qiankun?"

"What's the matter, as you can see, help him with math. Ouyang Duxue pulled the hair that had slipped behind her ears and said with a natural face.

"Honestly, are you ready to have a twilight love, after so many years, you finally can't stand it anymore, and you start thinking about spring. ”

It's strange to believe you, at the same table for so many years, what kind of girl Ouyang Duxue is, she Wang Xinyan still knows it very well, just now the action of making hair was exposed, obviously there is something to hide, her heart is inconsistent, and she makes an action inadvertently.

"Don't talk nonsense, where do you think so. Although she was suspicious of her best friend, Ouyang Duxue herself didn't know how she felt about Chu Qiankun, so she naturally wouldn't admit it.

"Chu Qiankun has changed so much in the past two days, Xu Ziming and they are all surprised. I guess it's because I'm stimulated by you, and the scumbag wants to chase after the top student, so I suddenly became a hobby of reading, worked hard, and approached you with the reason of tutoring. ”

"Not really, forget it, I'll tell you. Worried that the more she thought about it and the more she talked, the more bizarre it became, Ouyang Duxue decided to reveal a little information to her.

"Come on, is it a happy adultery or an unrequited love?" Hearing that Ouyang Duxue was about to confess, Wang Xinyan's gossip heart was blazing, and she couldn't wait to urge.

"You're the one who has adultery. Ouyang Duxue punched her tablemate, and the more she talked, the more surprising it became: "He used a song in exchange for a song after school on Saturday, and asked me to help him tutor in math before the college entrance examination." ”

"What? just a casual song, you sold yourself, you're a goddess of learning, when did you get so cheap?"

"What sold yourself, said so ugly. Of course, it's not just a casual song, it's a variation of the lyrics he wrote himself. ”

Ouyang Duxue talked about "Red Cliff Drunk", thinking of those beautiful lyrics and beautiful melodies, she couldn't help but start looking forward to the disc that Chu Qiankun promised her to record, and felt that it was necessary to remind him that he could speed up and do this. She couldn't wait to hear that song again. It seems that there is a feeling of not listening to it for a day, and the three meals are tasteless.

Wang Xinyan is a little confused, I don't know if she is outdated, or the world is changing too fast, and she can't keep up with the rhythm, this Chu Qiankun can also write songs and compose music, God, what kind of rhythm is this.

Now that Ouyang Duxue accepted the exchange, it means that this song will not be too bad, when did a scumbag become so sharp. Subconsciously turned his head to look at Chu Qiankun, who was looking down at the book, and felt that this male classmate suddenly became more and more mysterious.

"I really envy you, no wonder he can capture your heart, others are sending flowers and writing love letters, and he directly writes songs to confess, this gap is too big. Those poor boys don't know that what can impress our Ouyang beauty is talent, not sweet-talking wealth or power. ”