As soon as I finished speaking, Yang Zijia rolled his eyes,

Then he clasped his hands into fists, looked at me with his head and said, "Poor kid, don't you know that there is a thing called IQ?"

This is simply a naked provocation to me, after all, I am also considered to be at the top of the class,

Although the ranking is behind her. The No. 1 high school we attended was the best high school in the city.

It is divided into four levels: elite class, key class, experimental class and ordinary class.

There is only 1 class in the Talent Class, and there are only 40 places in the Elite Class, and the key class where she and I are located is the second best class after the Talent Class.

All students who are admitted to the first high school must not only meet the score line in the high school entrance examination,

And before the start of the first year of high school, you have to go through a placement test to decide which class you will finally enter in a way of survival of the fittest.

In this era where success or failure is determined by scores, I also entered the key class of No. 1 Middle School under the proud eyes of my family.

But I didn't expect to be hit so hard today. I was really unwilling, so I glared at her arrogantly and said, "You owe it so much,

Aren't you afraid of losing your baby?" Yang Zijia listened to my words, and immediately laughed and said, "Baby, I'm laughing to death,

Okay, baby Xiao, for the sake of you and I falling in love and killing each other every day, come to my house for dinner this weekend,

My grandmother is going to make beer duck."

As soon as I heard that there was meat to eat, how could I care about the fact that I had just been deeply hurt by some people's self-esteem,

Immediately nodded in agreement, and then began to look forward to the weekend,

After all, this Yang Zijia is usually a weird person in the eyes of our classmates, and he never likes to take his classmates to play at home.

once said directly, "In my heart, you are not my friend, just a classmate,

So I don't want to take you home to meet my family. ”

At that time, it was the first time I saw this kind of girl with low emotional intelligence, and I thought she was cold and unkind, and I didn't like her for a while.

Until one evening self-study, I suddenly had a stomachache and couldn't straighten my back.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she was doing English composition, and she found that I was in a very bad state, so she asked anxiously

"Xiao Yanan, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable, it's okay, you hold on, I'll carry you to the infirmary." “

I said in a daze, "No need, I just have a stomach ache, just take some medicine in a while" She saw me like this,

I immediately went to the water dispenser at the door of the classroom to get me warm water, and then took out the stomach pain medicine in my school bag.

While taking it, he also said, "Your children in the city are squeamish, and they have stomach problems at such a young age, and you just eat too well, rich and noble!"

I wanted to say something, but it hurt so much that I couldn't speak, but at that moment I knew,

This cold-looking, cool girl is actually very kind at heart. I just didn't think of it,

Since then, we have become best friends for life, and she has been with me in all the ups and downs of my life。。。。。

Anyway, it's Sunday soon, and I don't know who set the schedule,

All high school students in No. 1 Middle School go to morning self-study at 6:50 in the morning and leave school at 10 in the evening, and only have one and a half hours to eat at noon and afternoon.

Don't think about weekends, Sunday noon holiday, 7 p.m.

That is, we only have 7 hours of rest in a week, and we take 2 days off every month.

I heard Yang Zijia say that in order for her and her younger brother to study, her parents rented a small house outside the school.

Usually, my grandmother takes care of my diet and daily life, and my grandfather does farm work in the countryside.

In order to make a good impression on my classmates for the first time, I bought some fruits at the school gate.

Because my parents taught me since I was a child that I can't go to other people's homes empty-handed, which is very impolite.

When she saw the fruit in my hand, she joked, "A high school student, polite like an adult,

This can't be your family's leftovers," I gave her a blank look,

I didn't want to pay attention to her, because I knew she just had a broken mouth.