Before starting to paint, Jun Huaifeng habitually flipped through the texts on the table - very good, at least during the time they were out, these texts had not been passive for the time being.

But they don't put any important texts on the table now. Even if it is taken away, it doesn't matter.

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Jun Huaifeng retracted his thoughts, walked to his easel, sorted out his painting tools, and began to work on the paintings he prepared for the art festival.

What award he wants to win now, there is probably nothing other than his own ability level that can hinder him from winning the award. But this time at the art festival, he was ready to fall off the list. Because what he wants to paint this time, maybe no one can really appreciate all the emotions in it except him.

However, when it came to winning awards, he was suddenly a little drunk - in his previous life, because he had all kinds of problems when he was in school, he basically didn't have the heart to participate in extracurricular competitions or activities. If he hadn't been so reckless, he wouldn't have been so depressed for so many years.

He didn't stop painting until two or three o'clock in the morning, and after thinking about it, he moved the unfinished work directly to his room.

Although Xingquan has always been able to restrain his curiosity, it doesn't mean that everyone in this room will respect his **, especially a nanny who eats inside and out.

I've got to lock my door these days.

Because of staying up late, when he woke up the next day, it was already noon. After washing up, he went up to the fourth floor to take a look, and found that Xingquan was no longer in the room.

Did she go to lunch?

Thinking so, he went downstairs, only to find several uninvited guests in the house. Several students wearing Gan Lin's school uniforms were sitting in the living room, as if they were talking to Xingquan.

"You're ......" he looked at the students with an inquiring look.

"Ah, Mr. Jun, we are classmates in the first class of high school. I'm Chen Haoran, this is Li Feng, Huang Lei, Jing Yanyan. Li Shaohua. The tall boy hurriedly stood up and said, "The head teacher let us see if Lin Xingquan is better." ”

Is this a disguised attempt to urge Xingquan to go back to class? Receiving Lin Xingquan's helpless eyes for help, he nodded. walked over, sat down on the sofa, and at the same time motioned for Chen Haoran to sit down: "Xingquan's illness is almost cured." But there are risks associated with accommodation. So we still want her to recuperate at home first. As for the homework, it will not be left behind, and we hired a tutor. Didn't you get a good score last time you went to the placement test? ”

Several classmates looked at each other, but they couldn't speak with a wry smile.

Indeed, theoretically speaking, after the placement test, those who choose the liberal arts and sciences only need to have good grades in the subjects they have chosen. But so far, there is no formal class assignment, and there is still a final exam in the first year of high school. After such a long period of frustration, because the grades of the first class have been very competitive, Chemistry Wu gradually adjusted himself. Jumping out of the slump and slowly recovering my own high-pressure policy - even if I can't manage the whole school, I can still manage my own class!

Therefore, driven by vanity and strong unconvincing as always, Chemistry Wu decided that he must crush everyone in the final final exam and win the first place in the school, so that those who despise him can see that he Chemistry Wu is not useless!

In the face of the obvious bias of many students after being divided into subjects, he absolutely does not allow it. Almost every class meeting. He would scold his classmates to the death.

And Lin Xingquan, who hasn't been here for a long time, seems to him to be too much.

Obviously, when I came to participate in the sub-examination, I was completely fine, and I was alive and kicking alone, but after the exam, I pretended to be weak and went home to recuperate. Important: Because she chose liberal arts, she patronized the liberal arts exam, and the science exam was a mess, especially chemistry, which was originally at the top of the class, but now she actually fell to the middle of the class!

This is not only dragging the class back, but also slapping him, the head teacher who is a chemistry teacher, in the face. It's just excessive, outrageous!

So he asked the class leader to call a few classmates to "visit" Lin Xingquan, and asked them to "urge" and "encourage" Lin Xingquan to "focus on her studies, class honor, and exercise her will to live", so that she could return to school as soon as possible.

It's just that...... Almost all of my classmates thought that Wu's selfish and weak attitude was enough. In the face of Chemical Wu's spiritual attack, they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Let them use these hellish persuasions to convince a classmate who has a heart attack and has had surgery that it is not what it is to die!

Looking at the expressions of these classmates, Jun Huaifeng and Lin Xingquan probably guessed something.

Jun Huaifeng was okay, Lin Xingquan shook his head directly.

"I don't want to go, with my current chemistry grades, I can be angry at his class meeting." Lin Xingquan looked unbearable, "You can't joke with your life." ”

Hearing this, the wry smiles of several people became even worse.

"Ah...... To be honest, I'm so irritable, I want to learn from you to call for sick leave! Jing Yanyan's front finally collapsed, "I'm a liberal arts student, as long as I can pass the chemistry exam, it's a waste of life to be so particular, and it's just for his face!" ”

"I guess there are still ...... bonuses for grades," Huang Lei shrugged helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"The score statistics after class placement are also calculated according to the class assignment, and the school will not unify the subject grades to calculate the class teacher's grade bonus." Jun Huaifeng made up for it.

In an instant, everyone's expressions were not good.

It's really just for that little vanity! Chemistry Wu is going to die!

"Well, no matter what, we've done our best." Chen Haoran said helplessly, "He asked me to bring a few people to pass the word, and I also brought it, and I said it, and when he went back, he would scold if he wanted to." ”

Lin Xingquan shook his head helplessly: "Although I sympathize with you, this matter is really not negotiable. Let's go back, everybody. ”

"Well, we're going back. To give. ”

"Huh? It's ......"

"When you were hospitalized, none of us were able to take time off to see you, and the class did not send a representative. Now I feel embarrassed to talk about class honor and collective unity. Chen Haoran smiled bitterly, "Don't mind, we bought it ourselves, not from the class union, and it doesn't matter about the class collective." It's just that...... I'm blocking you. ”

Lin Xingquan paused for a moment.

At this moment, she seemed to think of her previous life, the feeling of loneliness.

Actually, that's how the class is...... Under the high pressure of chemical Wu, every trace of sensitive feelings are alienated and frostbitten, how can we talk about a sense of collective belonging?

A group of people who have been together for a long time must have feelings, but if you insist that they must have feelings, and at the same time sarcastically hit the laggards again and again, their feelings will be hurt. In the end, it can only become like a stranger.

"Thank you."

Lin Xingquan sighed softly. (To be continued.) )