In fact, in her previous life, Cheng Xuanqing sometimes felt that Mingchuan looked down on her a little.

Even if she really looks down on her, she can't blame him, Cheng Xuanqing has always felt that junior high school is the worst stage of her life.

When I was in elementary school, because my father was the director of surgery of a department in a tertiary hospital, the teachers sometimes troubled my father when he saw a doctor, so he was not bad for Cheng Xuanqing. When I was in high school, I stood out from a group of ordinary students after entering an ordinary high school with the heart of preferring to be a chicken head rather than a phoenix tail, although I was not the first in the grade, but I was still passable.

And junior high school, the province is one of the best junior high schools in the city, this junior high school has two key classes in each session, the two classes have the same teacher allocation, but they are different "key" classes - one is the third class that relies on paying money to find a relationship, and the other is the seventh class that is actually admitted by himself.

Of course, Cheng Xuanqing couldn't have been admitted by herself, and she didn't know why Mingchuan was in the same class as her.

Although the third class is to find a relationship by paying money, there are a lot of rich second generation officials, but there are really few poor grades, most of the parents attach great importance to the education of their children, learn this and that since childhood, very few do not learn, the family background is also better, has bought a good monkey, can rise with the wind at any time, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

So much so that when Cheng Xuanqing recalled the Mary Sue idol dramas and novels she had watched, she felt that it was really unrealistic - in a class like their class, where the second generation gathered, there were not a few who didn't learn at all.

And it is in such a class where the second generation gathers that Cheng Xuanqing's background is insignificant. In the key class, that score is also the tail of the crane.

Cheng Xuanqing vaguely remembered that she didn't dare not listen to the class carefully, took a lot of notes, and lined up a full cram school after school from Monday to Friday, but her grades were still very poor, and she was always more than 50 in a class of more than 60 people.

She didn't know why, after she went to high school, she didn't listen to classes and copy homework, and she could easily rank around twenty in the grade, Cheng Xuanqing felt that she might have had an epiphany about learning methods, or it could be purely because the environment had changed, and the competitors were weak, so it seemed that she was powerful, but in fact, she didn't.

In short, she was obviously not treated well by her teachers in junior high school, and although she was passable and had good friends, she was a stupid child in the eyes of most people, especially in the eyes of people like Mingchuan who had good grades easily.

Once, when the results of the monthly English exam came out, the student in charge of handing out the answer sheet suddenly shouted loudly when he sent it to Mingchuan: "God, Mingchuan, you can even do this kind of question wrong!" There was a hint of mockery and schadenfreude in his tone, as well as a deliberate exaggeration.

Because it was only the monthly exam of the first year of junior high school, the school felt that the cost of using the answer sheet changed by the machine was high, so it did not use the regular answer sheet, and the kind of manual change could see right and wrong.

Keywords such as "Mingchuan" and "doing the wrong question" made everyone's eyes instantly lock on Mingchuan, including Cheng Xuanqing.

For such a god-level scholar, what kind of mentality did everyone have back then?

It's not jealousy, at least Cheng Xuanqing didn't go to jealousy, jealousy is a feeling that exists only between people who are not far apart, have something in common, and can be compared.

It's just that at the moment when the classmate who handed out the answer sheet said that sentence, everyone naturally held a kind of mentality of watching the excitement, wanting to see how he would explain, and wanting to see if the person standing on the altar would fall down - anyway, the person who fell down was not himself, even if he had a little dirty little psychology, it was just a harmless psychological activity of a spectator.

Ming Chuan snatched the answer sheet, but he didn't rush to explain, but took out his own paper from Wen Jiàn's bag and looked at it, and then calmly unfolded the paper in front of the man: "I didn't do anything wrong, I just scribbled the wrong answer sheet, this kind of idiot question, who wouldn't do it?" ”

The god-level scholar is still as calm and relaxed as ever, and the people who watch the excitement feel bored, so they retract their gaze one after another, Cheng Xuanqing heard someone whispering, "What are you dragging, who cares if he paints the wrong answer sheet in the high school entrance examination?" Wrong is wrong, just no points. ”

Cheng Xuanqing silently recited it in her heart, and before she could express her approval of this sentence, Cheng Xuanqing's thoughts were interrupted by the exaggerated voice just now.

"Mingchuan!" This time, his name was still Mingchuan, and what made Cheng Xuanqing's heart hang was his next sentence, "The question you said about idiots just now, Cheng Xuanqing didn't do it right, do you mean to say that she is not even as good as an idiot?" ”

The eyes of the whole class focused again, the difference is that this time she is no longer a spectator, she has become the protagonist, oh no, not the protagonist, it should be said to be cannon fodder, it is the innocent cannon fodder that was brought out because she happened to hit the muzzle of the gun in the competition between the two college tyrants.

Cheng Xuanqing's face was red and white, she suddenly admired Fang Cai Mingchuan's composure, she knew for the first time that it turned out that calmness also requires qualifications, Mingchuan's composure is because he knows that he will not be wrong, and her cramped and uneasy is because she does not have that kind of qualification.

She didn't even have the ability to move freely in such a gaze, let alone open her mouth to defend herself.

What's more, she has nothing to defend, she just can't, she doesn't know any grammar at all, she does English, especially multiple choice questions, all by intuition.

Cheng Xuanqing stiffly took the paper and sat back in her seat, just asking for class to hurry up, so that such an embarrassing situation could pass quickly, and everyone should forget about it quickly.

It's a pity that the world doesn't even go according to the protagonist's will, let alone a cannon fodder's will.

"yes, I'm sorry, I'm not targeting you." Ming Chuan suddenly opened his mouth and explained with some stammering, "I don't know that you didn't do it right, it's normal that you didn't do it right." ”

If the roll in Cheng Xuanqing's hand was a piece of foam at that moment, the sound of pinching it out would definitely make the whole class cover their ears unbearably.

You might as well not explain.

Please, please.

Obviously, Mingchuan also realized this, nervous, and embarrassed, the eyes cast by the whole class just now didn't let him be like this, I don't know what else to say, a good tutor made him say "I'm sorry" several times in a row, until the class bell rang.

But Cheng Xuanqing didn't say "it's okay" as usual, how could it be okay?

Teenagers seem to think that IQ is more important than scores in a special period, and low scores are because you haven't studied hard and haven't worked hard, but if your IQ is low, if you're an "idiot", it seems that there really is no way.

Of course, if it is a high school math paper that fails in the face of a smile, Cheng Xuanqing, who doesn't take it to heart, can shrug his shoulders indifferently and say "It's okay"; If it was a twenty-year-old Cheng Xuanqing, he could also scold the boy who handed out the answer sheet mercilessly, at least win in momentum, and then easily say "It's okay", but Cheng Xuanqing, who is thirteen years old and is in a sensitive period, cannot.

After school that day, Cheng Xuanqing didn't think about the grand hegemony she carried out in those film and television works for the first time on the way home, and for the first time brought in the people around her, she scolded the boy who sent the answer card with all the momentum and reason in her mind, and then looked at the approving gaze from everyone with her head held high, shrugged her shoulders, and said to Ming Chuan indifferently, "It's okay."

Cheng Xuanqing often thinks of a better way to fight back after the conflict has ended, and the opponent has left, and is indignant about it, and wants to find that person to come back and quarrel again, and stage the conflict again, feeling that this time he will be better.

Of course this is impossible, so it can only be done in her head.

Cheng Xuanqing thought that those who had conflicts with her would definitely sneeze non-stop soon after the conflict ended.

The so-called "contempt" is actually just the girl's rootless sensitivity, and she can't give Mingchuan the hat of "looking down on poor students".

She can also be sure that even if he may have looked down on her who studied hard but still couldn't study well in his previous life, it is impossible to look down on her until now in this life. After all, in this week's English class, Cheng Xuanqing almost beat the whole class.

Fast classes are all children who are very good at English, at least in English, and they have not suffered much frustration because of their peers.

But within a week, she was frustrated because of Cheng Xuanqing, although she didn't take the initiative to be in the limelight, but almost all of the right multiple-choice questions, easily wrote essays with a lot of advanced sentence patterns in the teacher's mouth, and the class was leisurely in a daze, and the questions could always be completed in advance.

Including other people's children, Mingchuan.

So after the English class, Mingchuan's mother saw her son in the rearview mirror watching Cheng Xuanqing leave with some regretful and lost eyes, and couldn't help but wonder if her son had any feelings for the old Cheng family's daughter, and tentatively asked him why he wanted Cheng Xuanqing to go to cram school with him so much, Mingchuan's answer made the corners of Mingchuan's mother's mouth twitch, and she didn't know what to say.

Ming Chuan sighed, and his tone sounded a little melancholy: "Mom, you don't understand, I don't know if I have such a ...... Dirty. Ming Chuan himself pondered the word repeatedly, "Dirty, yes, dirty." ”

Mingchuan's mother was nervous, what? His own children not only have feelings for Lao Cheng's daughter, but also have dirty thoughts?