Chapter 10 Zhao Jingwen's calculations

"Sooner next time. At seven o'clock, Su Jing stepped on the bell and rushed to the classroom, but unfortunately the head teacher Zhang Jianmin was already standing at the door, with a black face, looking at his watch from time to time, his face was cloudy, which made Su Jing's heart frightened. However, Su Jing stepped on it, and Zhang Jianmin didn't want to reprimand anything, so he reminded Su Jing and put it in.

The students in the classroom had already arrived, and they had completely entered the state of learning at this moment, all of them were burying their heads and studying hard, only Wang Ting was alone looking at the classroom door with her head held high, and as soon as Su Jing came in, she immediately glared at her fiercely.

Su Jing responded with a wry smile and walked back to his seat, and when he passed Wang Ting at the front table, she also touched him with her elbow, as if to warn him to study hard.

There was still homework on the desk that had not moved at all yesterday, which made Su Jing smile bitterly, reached out and touched the arm of Yang Siwei at the same table, he understood with a look, and pushed the homework that had been prepared a long time ago without changing his face.

There is also a small note on the homework pile: "Hurry up and copy it, it's going to be handed in after the morning self-study, don't copy all the same, copy a few mistakes." ”

What is righteousness? This is, it is really worthy of being a buddy who has been at the same table with himself for three years, Su Jing sighed slightly, picked up the pen and wrote a sentence on the note, thank you fat brother, I will invite you to eat at noon Yunyun, pushed the small note back, and then began to write hard.

The hour-long morning self-study passed quickly, Su Jing picked up the important homework and finished copying, breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to go to the morning exercise with his classmates, but was stopped by Zhang Jianmin, the old class, and brought to the office.

Zhao Jingwen saw it in the back, with a gloating smile on his face, and then his eyes rolled, and he didn't go to the playground with his classmates, but went upstairs. Su Jing's class is 12 classes, on the fourth floor of the teaching building, and the next 13 to 18 classes are on the fifth floor.

No. 2 Middle School is a key high school in the city, and the Education Bureau clearly stipulates that it cannot be divided into fast and slow classes, and teacher resources must be reasonably distributed to educate every student fairly. However, there are policies and countermeasures, and the No. 2 Middle School does not divide the fast and slow classes, but only classizes most of the good students in the school into the eleventh or twelfth classes, and assigns the best teachers in the school to these two classes. Similarly, most of the bad students in the second middle school are basically concentrated in classes 13 to 18.

Although the second middle school is notoriously strict in management, it is relative to the lower grades, and in the third year of high school, for those students who have given up the college entrance examination, they are basically laissez-faire, as long as they are not overly arrogant and lawless. Therefore, the fifth floor of the main teaching building has become a paradise for bad students, and it is dangerous for school leaders to get involved.

On such a cold day, the bad students obviously won't obediently run to the playground to do exercises, and the entire fifth floor is a little chaotic, and the students who don't go out to exercise are running around in the corridors, making trouble. Zhao Jingwen didn't go up to the fifth floor, he seemed to be familiar with the road, said hello to a few people he knew, and walked straight into the men's toilet at the end of the corridor.

The toilet was full of smoke, and there were seven or eight colorful boys with dyed hair who gathered to smoke and talk, and when they saw Zhao Jingwen walking in, they all called Brother Wen one after another, and one of them walked over and said, "Brother Wen, it's here, I haven't seen you come up for a long time." After speaking, he took out the cigarette case from his arms, took out one, and handed it to Zhao Jingwen.

"Brother Hao, I have this, smoke mine. Zhao Jingwen waved his hand, took out a box of soft China from his arms like a trick, handed one to Wang Hao, and took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath.

"You kid. Wang Hao still had half of it in his hand, threw it away, took the Chinese cigarette handed by Zhao Jingwen, first Meimei took a puff, spit out a smoke ring, and then looked at Zhao Jingwen who was smoking and said: "What's the matter, Brother Wen, don't study hard downstairs anymore, what are you doing when you come up?"

"I'm bored downstairs, come up and smoke a cigarette to relieve my boredom. Zhao Jingwen's expression was depressed and he said in a sullen voice.

"Annoying?" Wang Hao threw the cigarette on the ground and crushed it with his foot, "Brother Wen, is there someone below who doesn't open his eyes and provokes you? ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Wen, if you talk about something, we won't believe it, in the second middle school, anyone else dares to provoke you?"

"It's full of nerds downstairs, how dare you mess with me, it's not a big deal, don't ask, brothers. Zhao Jingwen's face became even more depressed, but he still refused to speak.

Wang Hao's face was gloomy, and he snorted: "Looking at you like this, are you okay?" Brother Wen, do you think that we don't study well and don't treat us as friends?"

"How is it possible, Brother Hao, look at what you said. Zhao Jingwen sneered in his heart, but said with a bitter face on the surface: "Actually, it's really not a big deal, you know, I'm okay to study, and you have Brother Hao at school to cover me, how dare those nerds downstairs mess with me."

Wang Hao nodded in agreement, but he was even more curious, and asked, "It's not this, then what, makes you so unhappy?"

Zhao Jingwen suddenly became squirming, a little embarrassed, and said after a long time: "You also know, Wang Ting is in our class, and I liked her as soon as I entered school."

"You kid!" Wang Hao was amused when he heard it, "What should I think of it, you like Wang Ting, not only me, I'm afraid the whole school will know about it, right?" Brother Wen, it's not that I said you, you are also a wretch, you can't even handle a chick, it's really useless." ”

"She wants to study hard and not fall in love in high school. Zhao Jingwen sighed, "It's just that, but Su Jing in our class is too shameless, relying on being a neighbor with Wang Ting, stalking Wang Ting every day, I look anxious, but speaking of which, I am in the same class as him, and it is not easy to tear my face."

"What, Su Jing's wreck, dare to provoke his younger siblings? I really don't know how to write dead words. Wang Hao was furious, "Brother Wen, you don't have to worry about this matter, go and talk to that Su Jing well, let him understand." ”

"It's really a well-developed mind and simple limbs. Hmph, Su Jing, I see if you dare to rob Wang Ting with me now. Zhao Jingwen was proud in his heart, but he pretended to be very anxious and said: "Brother Hao, don't you, although that Su Jing is annoying, but how to say it's also from our class, I think it's better to forget it."

Wang Hao waved his hand and interrupted him: "Brother Wen, don't worry, the brothers know the severity of their shots." We didn't bully him, we just let him know that his younger siblings were not something his kid could touch. ”

Zhao Jingwen pretended to agree, talked to Wang Hao and a few others, left the box of soft China, and waited until the morning exercise was almost over before going downstairs. What Su Jing, who was in the old class office, didn't know was that he had been targeted by the school's famous bastards.