I coughed dryly twice, and then I muttered in a low voice without anger:

"Really...... When did the relationship with that woman become so good? You actually helped people talk......"

"What did you say?!"

There was a sudden bang, but it was Aya Yue who slapped the coffee table, her sharp eyebrows curled up and pierced into the hanging black hair, and her gentle smile twisted and weird, glaring at me fiercely.

"Who's going to have a good relationship with that nasty bastard! How dare you say that I speak for her??! ”

"I didn't ...... No, you must have heard it wrong..."

What a scary look! Like a rabbit being targeted by an eagle, I stammered and waved my hands.

Seeing her snort coldly and sit back again, I wiped my cold sweat.

Women are so horrible!

…………………………

October 10, fine.

If, because of one's existence, your daily life is shattered, and you are forced to fall into a bizarre and dangerous situation.

but was saved by her in danger.

Should you hate her?

I do not know.

……………………………

An autumn rain washed away the last heat of the love stack.

The fallen leaves suddenly became much more and more shallow, and whenever the wind blew, the dry and curly leaves rubbed against each other to make a rustling sound.

I slouched back in my seat, my chin resting on the edge of the ledge of the ledge, looking out unfocused, enjoying the rare leisure time I had had since the playground was flooded and the afternoon exercise had been cancelled.

Unfortunately, a noise soon disturbed my rest.

"What, the transcript is down!"

"It's out."

"Oh oh oh, damn the physics go ****! I must study liberal arts! ”

"Heavens! Ma Ma will kill me! ”

"Damn, I'm in the top hundred!" "That's Zhao Bo, Zhao Bo, you are on the back→_→" ""

"Oh, oh, my ranking has risen, it's really immeasurably blessed...... iphone I'm coming! ”

“……”

It was as if I had been locked up in a chicken farm, and all I could hear was a buzzing noise.

"I'm really going to pick the time."

I sighed and complained, and weakly picked up the transcript that had been passed to my desk, took out one and handed it to Tang Zero, and then glanced at it casually.

"Huh?"

I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"The first annual rent is actually in our class? Zhao Xinpeng? Seems a somewhat familiar name? ”

I touched my chin and tapped my head in confusion.

“…… That's my name......"

A voice whispered, and I turned my head to see the bespectacled thin boy at the table looking at me sadly.

"Uh, sorry, sorry... When people get older, they tend to have a bad memory......"

Awkwardly looking for a nondescript excuse, I raised the transcript in my hand in a wry-eyed manner:

"Gee, you're the first to come when you choose a seat at the beginning of the school year (this guy doesn't know why he's even more sad when he hears this...... I did well this time. ”

"It's fine."

I continued to look at the report card and found that my grades slipped from second to fourth in my class, which is normal, but ...... I flipped through the paper with the transcript on it.

"I said, how many people do we rent a year?"

"More than 800 people."

Although I was a little confused, I answered my question.

"However, why is it that even if we are last in our class, our score is more than 500 and less than 600?"

I pointed to the penultimate person on the back, and the first person didn't have to think about it, naturally it was Gao Yuanhong, who was heartbroken by his dead 'girlfriend' and didn't come to take the exam, of course, he has now regained his enthusiasm for learning under the persuasion of the young girl class leader......

"Huh? That's true! ”

The tablemate never seemed to know that there was still a part of the back of the report card, and he looked at it carefully according to the novelty, and his eyes under the thick glasses widened and he let out a sound of surprise.

"You don't think you've been the first in the exam since you used to......"

Probably only such a guy will develop the habit of never looking down at the report card.

Sure enough, the man with glasses nodded a little embarrassed.

"In other words, when you enter the school, you are also the first in the school?"

He nodded again.

Could it be that the school has stuffed all the good grades into our class?

After all, no matter how you think about it, according to the elusive style of the squinting guy, the class grades shouldn't be so good.

Let's put it this way.

No wonder I think the students in our class are so meek......

The **** of the young girl squad leader was established thanks to such an environment.

But what the hell is that guy doing with Squinting? No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's gilded......

While I was wondering, I saw the Lord drift in through the door.

"Good news for my classmates."

When you hear such a line, you know that it must not be a good thing......

"Our school is going to have a sports day."

That's really exciting news...... Probably.

I was lazily lying on my desk, and I didn't have anything to do anyway, or I really couldn't get the slightest enthusiasm for this kind of group activity.

"The events include the men's 100m, 200m, 4×200m ......"

The sound of squinting and sleepwalking was a hypnotic medicine, and my upper and lower eyelids fell asleep.

His sleep has always been good, and he rarely has miscellaneous dreams.

Until a jolt woke me up.

"Uh......h What's wrong? ”

Subconsciously wiping the corners of my mouth, I stretched my waist, only to find that everyone in the class turned their heads to look at me, and I couldn't help but be startled.

"I signed up for the competition, but there weren't enough people."

The man with glasses at the table explained to me in a low voice.

It's not surprising to me, even in ordinary classes, not everyone is keen on sports, it should be said that the majority of people love stillness and watching excitement, not to mention our class, a gathering place of docile species that love to learn.

"So, the teacher proposed a random lottery method......

It's really this guy's lazy style, but why does a sense of foreboding suddenly rise from my heart?

"How do you draw lots? At least the person concerned must be sober......"

In the face of my apprehensive inquiry, my tablemate shrugged his shoulders regretfully:

"It's to select a volunteer, go blindfolded and turn around for seven weeks, and then stand on the podium and still chalk down, and smash it into whoever sits in the prescribed project."

Wait a minute...... What's that short white stick embedded in my hair?!!

"Which idiot came up with this idea?"

Gritting my teeth, I clicked the chalk in my hand into two pieces, and asked in a low voice with the corner of my eye twitching.

So the cold gaze of the young girl squad leader sitting in front of me began to cool me down for free.

"Actually...... I mean, the idea...... Awesome! (ㄒoㄒ)”