"Tell me clearly, what happened just now?"

Tang Ji stepped over with long legs and sat next to Ling Chuyang, in his seat.

"Say what?" Ling Chuyang sat against the wall, looked at Tang Ji, and replied nonchalantly.

"That hot temper, why is it aimed at you? Also, what are you and that He Shiling looking at? ”

Tang Ji then remembered, as if he, she, and they all knew it, but he Tang Ji alone didn't know!

What kind of logic is this, he is Ling Chuyang's good brother who can't leave Meng, Ling Chuyang's matter, which he doesn't know.

"So that's it." Ling Chuyang smiled, casually flicked his forehead bangs, casually glanced at the left front of the classroom, and then moved his gaze back.

In front of him, there was a Chinese test paper that was photographed by Ling Mengchu, with a bright red score of 65 points, and 65 points seemed to be dragging its feet.

Hey? Tang Ji was stunned, what did he see?

Ling Chuyang was smiling, the corners of his mouth were raised, bent into a beautiful arc, his slender eyes were slightly raised, and his whole face suddenly softened.

He never knew that this kid would have such a side, the way he laughed, and he was, very-good-looking.

"I said you were laughing. You just said it wasn't. Tang Ji pointed at Ling Chuyang, and repeated the old words, "What are you snickering at again?" What's good, let's hear it. ”

"I'm laughing sometimes." Ling Chuyang said nonchalantly, "It's time for you to get glasses." ”

"Just now, Mingming." Tang Ji blinked, huh? Is it really short-sighted?

Ling Chuyang in front of him is still an expressionless "paralyzed face" that has not changed for thousands of years!

Hey, it's off topic again, Ling Chuyang hasn't answered his question yet.

"Why is she targeting you?" Tang Ji repeated it again.

"Didn't you hear, the grades are so bad that they're dragging their class back."

Ling Chuyang closed the Chinese test paper as he spoke, threw it on the stack of books in front of him, picked up a book and pressed it on top of the test paper.

"What do you receive, the first class is a Chinese class."

Tang Ji took out the test paper from under the book and put it back in front of Ling Chuyang.

"Is a Chinese class a class?"

Ling Chuyang snorted disapprovingly, and pressed the test paper under the book again.

Tang Ji smiled, pulled out the test paper again, this time it was not spread in front of Ling Chuyang, but took it in front of him and studied it.

Really! It's the same again!

Reading comprehension, ABCD, four questions and answers, one and a half answers. Turning to the last side, the essay is not full of 800 words.

"Big brother, you can still go to the heart, this 4 multiple-choice questions for reading comprehension, don't be ABCD every time, okay." Tang Ji was really a little speechless, "Also, this reading comprehension is still the original question that the teacher talked about when reviewing the class, and it is exactly the same original question." ”

"Have you told me?"

"I've said it." Tang Ji replied affirmatively, "It has been emphasized three times, Li Bai's compulsory test text "Shu Dao Difficult".

"Forget."

After hearing Ling Chuyang's non-salty reply, Tang Ji raised his head from the test paper, Hey!

Ling Chuyang, is, very leisurely, looking at the bangs in front of his forehead one by one.

"Okay, what's so cool, this is a classroom, not a hallway." Tang Ji knocked off Ling Chuyang's left hand, "This composition, 800 words, you can make up enough words, and you write half of it every time." ”

"This time, it's enough, 678 words."

Ling Chuyang replied slowly, in an indifferent tone, and continued to comb his bangs with his hands, covering his forehead and half of his eyes.

"Yo, you still have counted the love yourself." Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with a teasing face, "You won't also count, it's almost 60 points, so don't do it." ”

"You're not like me yet."

Ling Chuyang habitually snorted, didn't answer again, covered his mouth and yawned, and fell on the table.

"I'm different from you, I'm just bad at writing." Tang Ji shot back.

In the words of the Chinese teacher in class 4, his composition is a lazy woman's feet are smelly and long, and if the composition is raised, there will be a qualitative leap in Chinese scores.

This is true, but how can it be improved?

The teacher said that you should read more books to improve your sense of language.

He read, but it has little practical effect on the composition, but the reading comprehension has improved a lot, and now he does not deduct points.

The teacher also said that you should read more excellent essays, imitate them first, and then write them yourself.

Reading is reading, imitation is imitation, but when it comes to writing, you either spell a sentence in the east and make up a sentence in the west; Or, everything is difficult at the beginning, and I don't know what to write if I can't start it; Either 800 words are written and the matter is not finished. In short, to borrow the last sentence of Mr. Zhuge Lao's "Teacher Table" - I don't know what to do.

It is more accurate to say that language is not so much his pain, but rather that composition is a pain in his heart.

Alas, he and Xiao Yangyang are really a pair of difficult brothers.

But Tang Ji knew that Ling Chuyang was different from him, Ling Chuyang didn't study at all, slept in class, didn't do homework, made up the number of words in his essays, and did exams casually. He wasn't like that before. Tang Ji couldn't help but think of junior high school.

At that time, Ling Chuyang was a man of the year in Dexi Town Middle School.

The grades are good, the door is excellent, and the grades have never been out of the top 5 in the grade. Although at that time, there were only 5 classes in one grade in Dexi Town, there were more than 300 people.

Ling Chuyang is the leader of the dragon and phoenix among the people, all competitions: physics, mathematics, language newspaper, excellent diary evaluation, which time did not come back with the top three awards, his essay diary has been published by Yunling County Daily many times.

At that time, Ling Chuyang still had a small flat head, no bangs, slender eyes and a cool expression, and was named "the male god of the town"!

The little love letters in the drawer are never missing. Xiao Yueyue of Class 4 was one of them back then, and she thought they didn't know.

Now, what's going on? What's going on, exactly, from high school? No, no, it's starting with the high school entrance examination in the third year of junior high school? Or maybe it's a little further on.

But the accident started when the results of the junior high school entrance examination came down.

Ling Chuyang's Chinese, with a test paper of 150 points, actually scored 95 points. Usually out of 100 points, he scores more than 90 points. Not to mention, during the high school entrance examination, Tang Ji, who thought he had no talent for language, scored 110 points in the Chinese test, you must know that in his usual tests, the 100-point test paper is less than 80 points, and the 120-point test paper can be tested with 90 points, which is quite satisfying.

I don't know if Ling Chuyang fell asleep when he took the Chinese exam.

However, fortunately, I successfully entered Yunling Middle School.

The first class in high school was divided into 4 classes in the ordinary class.

In the first month of the mock test, Ling Chuyang ranked first in class 4 and entered the top 50 of the school's top 100 list, but the class teacher of class 4, Sun Wei, was so happy that he was regarded as the class treasure of class 4.

This is what Ling Chuyang should look like.

However, two months later, Ling Chuyang didn't know what kind of wind he had smoked, and suddenly changed.

Chinese and English classes have become his unstoppable dormant classes, the head teacher does his work every day, and he talks hard, listening to Tang Ji's scalp numb every day, and he has studied professionally, but he Ling Chuyang still does his own thing.

Later, Tang Ji suddenly found that Ling Chuyang's hair began to spread over his forehead and spread to his eyes, and he began to get used to standing in front of the window of the corridor between classes and looking at the "scenery" at the staircase.

After that, Ling Chuyang's results plummeted, and he directly slipped out of the top 100 list, around 900, and also gave up the first place to someone else in class 4, this person was naturally Tang Ji.

The only thing that is gratifying is that the results of physics, chemistry and biology have not declined, and the mathematics score has been ranked third in the school, and the distance between the full score is no more than 15 points.

Uncle Ling and Aunt Zhou also asked him many times when they went home at the end of the month if Ling Chuyang was stimulated by anything at school, and Tang Ji was at a loss.

Why?

Ling Chuyang didn't say it, he Tang Ji naturally didn't know.

In this way, it was until before the winter vacation of the second year of high school.

The strange thing is that in this winter vacation exam, his score actually improved again, and he rushed into the top 300 in his grade, almost the same as Tang Ji. Isn't it, conscience found that in the past year and a half, he has failed too many people around him who are worried about him?

I thought that after entering Class 5, I could "turn back as a prodigal son", but now it seems that I think too much.

Tang Ji looked at the sleepy Ling Chuyang and sighed, this is the second year of high school, is he still going to go on like this?

"Ding-" A preparatory bell rang, which brought Tang Ji back to his senses.

His question was bypassed by this kid again, no wonder his composition can't be improved.

It turns out that it's too easy to digress!