Maturity is sometimes a good thing and sometimes a bad thing for a person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immature people can do what they want unscrupulously, while mature people can only let reason manipulate them to do what they should do.

Duan Xu didn't go to the Internet café with Shao Shuai and Zhang Ye in the end, although several people were still friends, Duan Xu didn't think that going to the Internet café to play games for an afternoon was the right choice for him.

People always have to pursue a little bit in life, not to mention that they are no longer the Wuxia Ameng.

Shao Shuai and Zhang Ye were not angry because of Duan Xu's refusal, they also knew Duan Xu's family background, and it cost at least twenty or thirty yuan to play in an Internet café for an afternoon, which may be an inconspicuous consumption for them, but for Duan Xu, it is undoubtedly an unnecessary expense.

Although Shao Shuai had already made up his mind to spend money for Duan Xu, since Duan Xu chose to refuse, they simply did not force it anymore.

After going home and resting for the night, early the next morning, Duan Xu took the bus to school.

After inquiring about the location of the classroom in the first class of liberal arts, he walked over gracefully.

At this moment, Wang Xin is sitting in the classroom, looking down at the book, but his heart seems to be wandering out of the world.

She was thinking, that person, was he really admitted to the key class?

Among the students, some news was transmitted very quickly, and Duan Xu's results spread quickly throughout the school year, especially in the liberal arts class, as if they had grown wings yesterday.

Even a scholar like Wang Xin knows the story of Duan Xu's soaring skyrocket.

In all the best times, in fact, there are flashes of the shadow of each of our youth, for Wang Xin, Duan Xu's figure from the beginning of the faint traces, gradually to ripples in her calm heart lake, but also experienced a change.

"What a coincidence. ”

Just as Wang Xin was thinking wildly, a gentle voice sounded in her ears.

Raising his head, Duan Xu's smile appeared in front of Wang Xin's eyes, and it was obvious that he saw himself as soon as he entered the door.

"Ah, good morning. ”

Wang Xin avoided Duan Xu's eyes in a slight panic and said hello.

Duan Xu didn't think about it so much, he just saw that there were not many people he knew in the class, Shao Shuai and Zhang Ye hadn't come yet, and the classmates in the previous class were not very familiar, so he just came over to say hello to Wang Xin.

I didn't expect this girl to be distracted.

Shaking his head helplessly, Duan Xu smiled and walked to the back row and sat down.

For him, Wang Xin is just a classmate of the opposite sex who has a good relationship, and he is not even a friend.

If there is anything that makes Duan Xu pay more attention than others, it is probably because he once liked this girl so much because he used to dream of himself.

But those who have lost their fate should stop being fetters with each other, so as not to exhaust the only remaining beauty in their memories again and again.

So Duan Xu didn't want to break this beauty, he hoped that Wang Xin in his memory would always be the same as in his memory.

"He's Duan Xu?"

"That's right, it's him, I heard that this Chinese composition is a perfect score. ”

"Yes, yes, it is said that an ancient article was written, and Dinghai No. 3 Middle School was turned upside down. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

From time to time, there are discussions in the class, and the core is naturally Duan Xu, a ruthless character who is inconspicuous in the school year group on weekdays, after all, they are still teenagers, and for them, grades are undoubtedly the most deterrent existence.

What's more, composition, as the content with the largest score and the most difficult to grasp among all subjects, is an existence that must be paid attention to for any student.

What a perfect score essay means, everyone knows.

What's more, it was an essay that even the teachers of Dinghai No. 3 Middle School praised it.

"I have a junior high school classmate in Dinghai No. 3 Middle School, and he said that their homeroom teacher holds that Duan Xu's essay all day long for them to study, and they learn this kind ......of idea," one student muttered in a low voice.

They were talking in a whisper, but Duan Xu didn't realize it, and took out his books to read and study.

To him, this level of attention was nothing, and if he didn't have even this bit of self-control, he wouldn't dare to change his own fate or the fate of others.

"Old Duan, you came early enough. At this time, Shao Shuai came over with a smile.

He played with Zhang Ye in the Internet café yesterday and didn't go home until the evening, if it weren't for the good test this time, it is estimated that he would have to smoke this goods with a belt.

Duan Xu put down the book in his hand, glanced at this guy, and said helplessly: "I said, shouldn't you sit down first, and then review quickly?"

"Why?" Shao Shuai looked at Duan Xu with a confused expression, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Rolling his eyes, Duan Xu felt that it was too difficult for him to communicate with this guy, and he sighed before he spoke: "According to the school's regulations, we have to take a monthly exam once a month, and if your grades don't meet the standards, you will still be kicked out." As he spoke, he looked at Shao Shuai and said, "How likely do you think you, the last person in the class, will be kicked out?"

Although he said this a little directly, it was for Shao Shuai's good, after all, Shao Shuai's grades were there, and he belonged to the level of the tail of the crane in the class, if it was really an exam, it was very likely that he would be the first to be thrown out.

Sure enough, Shao Shuai's face became ugly.

"What are you two talking about?" At this time, Zhang Ye walked into the classroom, saw Duan Xu and Shao Shuai at a glance, and walked over with a smile.

The three of them were a small group before, but this time they naturally got together again in the liberal arts class.

Duan Xu had no choice, so he said what he said to Shao Shuai to Zhang Ye again.

Three minutes later, Shao Shuai and Zhang Ye were honestly reading there, and Duan Xu finally had time to start reviewing his math textbook.

For him, the most difficult thing to gnaw on now is the subject of mathematics, the other subjects are fine, rote memorization, with his current super memory, Duan Xu is fully confident that he can learn well. However, mathematics requires logical thinking, which is more embarrassing.

To put it bluntly, no matter how good Duan Xu's memory is, even if he can memorize a hundred and a thousand practice questions, the problem is that there are too many changes in mathematics.

Even Duan Xu has to admit that those so-called geniuses who became scholars after being reborn are really amazing, and they can solve all the problems that can only be solved by logical thinking with memory, and they have no way to do it, so they can only bow to the wind.

The bell rang, and a man in his early thirties with a pair of glasses stepped into the classroom.

In his hand, he held a stack of scrolls.