"But don't be discouraged. It's actually understandable that you can't answer this last question, because this is the penultimate question in last year's No. 1 Middle School, and it is indeed difficult...... The college entrance examination is definitely not as difficult as this! ”

Teacher Gao gave the students a few minutes to correct the last question, perhaps because he felt that he had just trained too hard for fear of damaging the students' self-confidence, and began to make up for it.

Sure enough, when I heard that it was a question from No. 1, most of the people's faces obviously softened, and their expressions relaxed a lot.

So much so that Mr. Gao's words such as "But Su Mo can answer, you should also reflect on it a little, in fact, it is not particularly difficult, and we are not ...... bad" and other words were relieved to be on the sidelines.

Qinghe No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Qinghe, and it is one of the top five in Jiangnan Province every year, with an undergraduate rate of 100%. When it was good, the students who were admitted to Qingbei couldn't count them on two hands.

High schools in this world have star ratings, ranging from one star to four stars. Four-star schools are the strongest, and Qinghe No. 1 Middle School is known as the four-star of four-star, which is used by all parents in Qinghe City to motivate their children.

"You must be admitted to No. 1 Middle School, and being admitted to No. 1 Middle School is equivalent to entering the gate of the university......"

Under the influence of his parents since childhood, both top students and scumbags all bent their knees and looked up to No. 1 Middle School, and even more so the students of No. 16 Middle School.

Because the sixteenth middle school is the second in 10,000 years...... The second child here refers to a two-star high school. Chinese like to leave room for themselves, so one-star high schools are basically fictitious, and two-star can be said to be the worst.

Sixteen middle schools do not count art students, and there are only sixty or seventy undergraduates every year, and there are very few books. And if a few unknown 211s can be published, they are all worthy of being featured in the school newspaper.

In Qinghe No. 1 Middle School, the rate of one is more than 90 percent, and 211 has 70 percent. The difference between cloud and mud.

The questions in No. 1 Middle School can't be done, and they think it's normal. There's nothing wrong with that.

Teacher Gao walked back and forth in the classroom, and nodded with a smile when he passed by Su Mo's side, as if being late for class had never happened at all.

In fact, it's not just Teacher Gao who is like this, but all the teachers in the Sixteenth Middle School are like this, because Su Mo's late principal is all acquiescing. He can be late, he can not come.

Not only that, but every time she had a meeting, she had to show her focus on Su Mo. Because the other party is the only student who can be admitted to Qingbei since the establishment of the 16th Middle School for 30 years.

Who would be embarrassed by him in such a situation? Moreover, what teacher doesn't want to teach a high-achieving student from Qingbei?

Mr. Gao has been teaching for twenty years, and the years have shaved the black and dense forest above him into a barren plain, from a personable teenager to a greasy uncle, and even the enthusiasm of his youth has been worn out by the years.

But occasionally, he can still remember the first dream. He dreamed that Su Mo got the admission letter from Qingbei, and then at the school invitation, the other party invited him to the rostrum, and said gratefully, "Thank you Teacher Gao for your hard work in cultivating ...... over the years", and he became a star teacher, and people will say that "the students taught by Teacher Gao were admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University" when they introduced him!

Then he smiled and laughed and woke up, a little embarrassed to think about it, but he felt that he must be the only one who had this dream.

Su Mo didn't bother to care about other people's thoughts, he lay on his seat, pressed the corner of Yin Linlang's test paper, and watched Yin Linlang revise the test paper.

Yin Linlang's test paper was placed in the middle of the two tables, and he corrected it with a set of mistakes.

The two were very close, close at hand, and the rustling sound of Yin Linlang's pen on the paper could be heard clearly. The sunlight poured into the classroom, and her hair seemed to have a warm fragrance.

Su Mo licked his lower lip, Yin Linlang was like a person, beautiful and beautiful. But her eyelids began to fight, and her head faltered.

"If you're sleepy, get some sleep." Su Mo whispered.

"......" Yin Linlang was in good spirits a little, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "However, the test paper hasn't talked much about ......."

"It's okay, I'll just tell you about it in the evening self-study. You can't listen to it now, so take care of yourself and listen carefully in the next class. ”

“…… Well, thanks. Yin Linlang smiled weakly, couldn't open his eyes, lay on the table, and soon fell asleep.

Su Mo pretended to look at the test papers, but in fact he was cautiously looking at Yin Linlang's sleeping face, as if he was a poor painter admiring the master's famous paintings in the art museum, unable to take his eyes off and linger.

At this moment, someone knocked on the table. Su Mo raised his head impatiently, but his expression instantly became embarrassed. It was as if he was about to peek at the beautiful hostess next door taking a bath, when he was caught by the man and was about to break his leg.

Su Mo was a thief and shrunk his head: "Squad leader, what do you want to do?" ”

"I got a mistake in one of my English questions, so I'm only twenty-eight points lower than you." Lan Sushi in the front row turned around and stared coldly at Su Mo through the cheap glass lenses.

"Oh, oh......" Su Mo was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, this was the first time that Lan Sushi narrowed the difference between the two to within thirty points, almost subconsciously, "Amazing!" ”

But as soon as he said his words, he regretted it, although he said it sincerely, Lan Sushi's eyes became even colder.

"Well, I know I said the wrong thing...... But you're really improving......"

Su Mo hurriedly wanted to make amends, after all, these words did sound like sarcasm. But Lan Sushi ignored it, pushed the sliding frame, and took out a piece of scratch paper: "The topic you just talked about, I thought of another way of thinking, are you right to listen to me?" ”

"Yes, you can say it." Su Mo nodded again and again.

"If you say this......"

Lan Sushi whispered about her other solution, the tip of her pen gliding smoothly across the scratch paper.

Su Mo glanced at her collar without a trace, and the bruise on her neck had not disappeared...... Apparently pinched.

Lan Sushi's skin is very white, as if she grew up soaked in milk, the bridge of her nose is high, and her beautiful face perfectly inherits the advantages of the East and the West.

It's just that the black-rimmed glasses on her face are really rustic, her brown hair is always messy, and she has never been carefully cared for, and there is a soapy smell on her clothes, which is not unpleasant, but there is no hormonal agitation aroma.

"What I just said, are you listening?" Lan Sushi stopped her pen and frowned, and subconsciously lifted her collar to block the bruises.

"I listen, your idea is very good, but there is a problem...... Su Mo took the pen from Lan Sushi's hand, and inadvertently touched the back of the other party's hand, but the other party quickly retracted, as if avoiding something dirty, which made Su Mo feel a little hurt.

"But ......" After listening to Su Mo's correction, Lan Sushi subconsciously wanted to argue, but she couldn't find the words, she was indeed mistaken.

Lan Sushi was silent, her fists clenched slowly, and a look of chagrin appeared in her eyes. Su Mo glanced at the other party's face, put down the pen, picked up the math book and flipped through it casually, consciously leaving Lan Sushi's line of sight.

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In fact, Yin Linlang didn't have the surname Yin at first, but a girl I liked in elementary school was surnamed Yin...... That was my first crush, and it seems that until now, I have had a crush on such a girl.

By the way, the starting point of the reader begging for investment, which is really important to me.