People are forced to do everything except math.

After school, I was called out of the classroom by Fang Zhen. I stood in front of him tremblingly, he first sighed, then looked at me speechlessly and said, "It's me who overestimated you, and the homework you handed in made me scolded by the teacher worse than not handing it in." ”

Me: "......"

Can you blame me for this, they all say that I am a scumbag who is pure natural and does not have any additives.

Fang Zhen carried me to the flower bed next to the playground, where no one passed by, and it was a relatively remote place in the school.

I thought he was going to teach me a lesson because of my homework, so I looked at him nervously and said, "Hitting, hitting people doesn't slap their face!!"

Fang gave me a blank look, and directly threw the schoolbag on the ground, I was so frightened that I quickly squatted on the ground and hugged my head: "I told you that I am a scumbag!"

After saying that, no imaginary fist fell, only a helpless voice came from above my head: "What are you doing squatting on the ground? Take out your math book for me!"

I was stunned for a moment, then raised my head slightly to look at him: "Huh?"

Fang Chuan glanced at me again: "Ah what, when my little brother is the worst of everything else, only math can't!"

I thought about it, but I couldn't quite understand the logic of this, so I boldly asked, "Why?"

"Do you know the reason why I haven't been expelled from fighting so much?"

"Why?"

"Because I've always gotten perfect marks in math. ”

I was stunned.

Full marks in mathematics? Can he get a full score in mathematics? Is this the legendary "man must not be disguised"?

This kind of "myth" only existed for me in elementary school, and my math grades were basically hovering on the verge of passing in math, so I always had an inexplicable sense of admiration for my classmates with top math scores.

But if this object is Fang Descending, it kind of makes me start to doubt my own values.

Fang Xia saw my surprised expression, very satisfied with my reaction, and then looked at me very proudly, with that mocking look in his eyes: "As long as you have good math scores, no matter how bad your character is, those teachers will treat you as a treasure, don't you think it's funny?"

Me: "......"

Although I can't fully agree with his words, I still feel some way. Because my math grades were so poor, I always had a sense of existence only when I was treated as a counterexample, which made me hate math even more.

Fang Zhan looked at me: "So, from now on, I will give you special training and let mathematics become a weapon for you." ”

Me: "Huh?"

Fang Jian was not joking, and really forced me to stay after school every day and start making up for my math.

In the process of tutoring, although I was always scolded by him, although his explanation was "outrageous", but the magic is that an elm head like me can actually understand it, and I have a deep memory, and I can draw inferences with good luck.

During that time, although I was scolded by him every day, the number of times I was scolded gradually decreased with the passage of time and my progress, and my skin and courage became thicker and thicker, unlike before, when I saw him like a mouse touching a cat, I was as frightened as before, and I could even make some jokes.

Me: "It turns out that your name is this character, and in the future, I will call you Fang Surrender (xiang), surrender surrender." ”

Fang gave me a blank look: "It's the descending (jiang), the descending of the gods!"

I glanced at him disdainfully: "The gods have descended, and you are not lightly ill in the second middle school." ”

Fang Chuan looked at me threateningly: "Are you itching?"

Me: "......"

Every time I say it, I threaten to beat me up! You're still not a man?!

Of course, these words are still unuttering now, and every time I stop before I want to light his violent fuse: "I was wrong. ”

As an unqualified little brother of Fang Descending, I helped him skip class, let go of the whistle, asked for leave, lied, and even helped him pass on love letters, but he was torn up by the girl with a disgusted face on the spot.

Afterwards, I pretended to be sorry and comforted him: "It's okay, there is no grass at the end of the world, she has no vision for people." ”

That being said, in fact, I secretly rejoiced in my heart: tear well, tear well, tear croaking! Who will accept your love letter from a violent maniac!

Fang Jian nodded thoughtfully after listening to my hypocritical words of comfort, and then took out a stack of love letters from his schoolbag and handed them to me: "Through this incident, I have learned a truth: to be a human being, we still need to be fraternal. These love letters were sent to me according to the list I gave you before school, and I am sure that one of them will give me an affirmative answer. ”

Me: "......"

Awesome my brother, dare to love you for this love letter or wholesale?

The next day, I followed the list he gave me and went to each class to deliver them one by one.

After sending the love letter, Fang Chuan was "unfortunately" invited into the office by the teaching director.

I sat in the classroom, drinking water leisurely and sticking out my ears to listen to the girl next to me chatting.

"Do you know? That bad student Fang Zhen actually sent the wrong love letter to the dean of teaching. ”

"Hahaha, isn't it? Then he's miserable! An old virgin like the teaching director can't get used to these things the most!"

"By the way, I saw him when I passed by the dean's office just now, and I think he looks pretty handsome. ”

"Come on, is there Huang Ziqi in our class? ”

"That's not ,......"

I didn't listen to the rest anymore.

Yes, the person who sent the wrong love letter was none other than me. I absolutely did it on purpose, I don't deny that, after all, he always drove me to do this and that day by day, and of course I had to fight back.

However, before the glass of water was drunk, a low and angry voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Jiang Xiaoxi!"

I choked on the water.

Isn't the dean's lecture usually going to be after school? Why is it so short today?!

I put down the water glass and ran away, but Fang Chuan rushed in directly, carrying me like a chicken and walking out.

I hurriedly explained: "Fang Zhen, you listen to my explanation, this is definitely a misunderstanding! I have actually sent it to the girl, and she handed over the love letter to the teaching director! Wronged!! I am more ...... than Dou E."

"Wait!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me, and my heart skipped a beat inexplicably.

Fang descended and stopped. I quickly turned my head to see that it was Huang Ziqi! It looked like he had just come back from a basketball game.

Huang Ziqi originally wanted to go back to the classroom to pack his schoolbag, but as soon as he came back, he saw Fang Zhenzheng dragging me out on the ground like dragging luggage with an angry face.

He frowned and looked at Fang Jian coldly: "You let her go." ”