Chapter Eighty-Three: Two Tragedies
"I went to the bottom of the exam, and I was really touched to the bottom. Whoever tells me in the future that you have a good foundation and can get high scores without studying hard, I promise not to beat him to death. β
"The first drop of blood, the second drop of blood, why don't you have a physics again, so that we can hit the three yuan. It's too inhumane to make it so inhumane that we only win the understanding yuan and the hui yuan now, and we are still the champion. β
can be admitted to Huafu, which one is not the overlord of one city, one district and one school in learning, and which one has a failing record?
It's really transported to gold into iron, and when it comes to iron like gold. The freshmen who were obedient and lucky, after two thorough exams, were dragged down from the throne of the school bully and fell into the scum of the school.
The sound of whining and wailing, like a plague, spread through the class.
The new school, the new semester, the new vision, and the joy of the start of school are just the first day, and they are completely killed by these two thorough exams.
The freshmen were sad and indignant: sad for their inferior level, angry that the school had produced such a difficult paper that reached the (perverted) realm.
Even if we are called scholars, but scholars are not gods. Is this kind of difficult paper made by people, it is simply a practice of people.
"Are you ready to eat?" Lu Xi asked weakly.
"Lu Xi, did you do well in the exam?" After handing over the scroll, Jiang Caiwei, whose eyes were directly red, asked with a resentful look in her eyes.
In fact, it's not just Jiang Caiwei and Qin Guyu who are languishing, even the human-shaped frozen soil like Aoxue is like returning to the earth in autumn, and the whole person is a lot depressed.
Lu Xi saw that everyone seemed to have done very poorly in the exam, and understood that at this moment, to tell the truth, it was the rhythm of minutes and seconds.
She thought for a while, organized the language, and comforted: "I didn't write the results myself, I won't know until the correction is done and sent down." But have you all forgotten, the dean said that our journey is a sea of stars, so we should get used to looking up at the stars and looking forward. After the trial, it is a thing of the past. We can't dwell on the past, but strive for the present. β
"But I feel like the future is dark." Jiang Caiwei sighed.
"As long as there is light in the breast, what we have to work hard now is to try to eat. There are still three minutes before the end of the second and third years of high school, and if you don't want to queue up, we are about to go. β
Turn grief and anger into food, and the words are beautiful, but at this time, where is everyone still in the mood to eat.
Jiang Caiwei pouted and said, "Lu Xi, did anyone say that you are a foodie?" β
Lu Xi was not annoyed or angry when she heard this, but smiled slightly, her white teeth as white as jade flashed with the essence of a foodie, and she replied unhurriedly: "Being able to become a foodie means that you have good teeth, good appetite, and good health, otherwise how can you eat Ma Ma Xiang." β
Then Lu Xi had another heartless nickname.
I can't even take one-third of the total score and half of the test, and I'm still in the mood to sell advertisements for Blue Sky brand Liubizhi toothpaste, it's not that I have no heart and lungs.
But whether it is said to be a foodie, or whether it is said to be heartless or lungless, eating is still a must.
After eating, when it was time to eat, except for Lu Xi, several girls had no appetite, and they used a spoon to pull on the food for a long time, and in the end, only a few grains of rice went into their mouths, and they tasted like chewing wax.
As for Lu Xi, it didn't take long for her to be half full. Her eating appearance, although she can't talk about gobbling up and wind-swept clouds, but there is absolutely no ladylike demeanor, who makes her a foodie, and a whale-devouring man's heart.
Seeing a few girls, who were not full but were holding on, she couldn't help but say seriously: "People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, people become cotton, and rice is still steel." β
"Otherwise, Lu Xi, you take out the stack of paperwork passed by Cupid and let us take a look, maybe we will have an appetite when we read it, and we will be happy." Jiang Caiwei somehow suddenly burst out of a sentence.
A few people next to him, except for Ao Xue, heard Jiang Caiwei's construction, and their eyes lit up, and the wheels engraved with the gossip array rolled forward with an unstoppable momentum.
But how could Lu Xi let them get their way, if it wasn't for the fact that there was no fire in the classroom, she would have burned it on the spot, so she was very ruthless and cold-blooded before the flame of gossip burned: "If you don't eat, you won't eat, and the hungry person is not me." β
"Sure enough, the more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous."
Jiang Caiwei's words of resentment and June Feixue suddenly made Lu Xi feel like he had eaten a piece of ashamed pop candy, and his guilt immediately arose.
Poor Lu Xi didn't lie to the bean paste bag: "Haven't you been beaten by the thorough exam?" β
"It's just that if the heart is dead, you need a little spiritual strength. Come on, take a look, cheer up, have fun. β
Looking at the ambiguous and infinite eyes of these girls, Lu Xi couldn't help but think maliciously, why the difficulty of the math test paper did not reach the Cheng dΓΉ of the National High School Mathematics League, so that they would be completely depressed to death because of a big duck egg, and they would not be able to think about the damn love letter again.
In this way, when I destroy the evidence and things change, even if they want to gossip, they will have no props.
A moment later, in a remote corner of the dining hall where not many people paid attention, Lu Xi's satchel was snatched by someone.
"Tu Baozi, what era is this, I still write love letters, and I'm not afraid to laugh off my big teeth." Someone teased while taking out the love letter from his satchel.
"It's good to laugh off your big teeth, and some people don't have to eat." Lu Xi responded very depressedly.
"The rivers and lakes laughed, complained, people made tricks, laughed and hid the knife. Unfortunately, I used Blue Sky Liubizhi toothpaste, and no matter how much I laughed, my teeth didn't fall out. Well, the time to witness the love letter, please look at the first one. β
"Shakespeare once said that the first person who compares a woman to a flower is a genius, the second person who compares a woman to a flower is a mediocrity, and the third person who compares a woman to a flower is a fool. But I'd rather be stupid, and I must say that you, who are naturally beautiful, are as beautiful as one of the most beautiful flowers. β
The love letter is outstanding, and the appetite is gone, which is Lu Xi's state.
"That day, on the military training playground, I knew it at first sight when I saw you beautifully, it was the feeling of love. The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. Of course, it's still a secret love at the moment, and it's also an unrequited ......"
God, Lu Xi's urge to flee was even stronger than the desire of the prisoners of war in the fascist concentration camps to flee.
Although most of these love letters were unsigned, she did not know who wrote them in which class.
It's a pity that under the watchful eyes of the girls, her imaginary victorious escape is destined to have no possibility of implementation.
"The Buddha said that it took 500 times to look back in the past life in exchange for the passing of this life. On that day, you and I passed by, and fate was tied up from the sky...... The long pavilion and the short pavilion, you see me or not, the love is there, no increase or decrease......"
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"Haha, I'm in a much better mood."
"The power of love, overwhelming, pulls us out of the abyss of despair."
A signed or anonymous love letter made Jiang Caiwei and the others tremble with laughter, leaning forward and leaning back.
"Laugh at you, I'll be quiet."
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