"......" Cheng Yelan didn't speak.

Today is Monday, there is no physical activity to go to, the two of them have been in this classroom all day, and they follow their classes as usual, and they have a meal together at noon, and then come back to take a nap, Cheng Yelan also specially bought some food for the two of them to eat when they rested. Song Qiguang opened a pack of beef jerky and asked him, "What do you usually do when you go to school?" Get a mobile phone to surf the Internet?? ”

"Almost," Cheng Yelan took a sip of Coke, "or watch the next movie, or chat with classmates on WeChat, I'm not bored anyway." ”

Song Qiguang didn't say anything, just sighed with some emotion, "I really didn't expect me to mess with you like this one day, oops." ”

If a week ago, he knew that he would live like this one day, and he would not have believed it.

"Hey, what's the matter, are you wronged by me?" The eldest lady immediately retorted unconvinced, "Or did you reluctantly come to teach me because my father said it?" ”

According to Cheng Yelan's own thoughts, he didn't think there was anything in this kind of life, he didn't like this person at first just because of some ...... "battle of will", and then the two got in touch with each other, and he helped himself and took good care of himself, that childish dissatisfaction disappeared, from the perspective of this person himself, he is very good-looking, good at learning, sensible and polite, and he is very willing to contact more with such people, although this "class" way is a bit strange, but it is not with the "profession" of students"It's off the rails, so I'm used to it as a novelty.

However, he really never considered the other party's thoughts, and he was willing to contact him and even make a friend, so what about him? Would you like to be friends with yourself?

"It's good not to be wronged." Song Qiguang smiled and comforted the eldest lady who was a little hurt by her self-esteem, all his emotions were just from these sudden things, and it didn't have much to do with him, although this young lady was a little willful, she was also a little ...... Silly, but his nature is good, and his personality is very good, and he is still very happy to communicate with him more.

After the seventh period, Song Qiguang sorted out his things, and he was going back to the next class, and the day's class finally came to an end.

"I said," Cheng Yelan looked at him from the seat, and said thoughtfully, "Otherwise, you won't go to work in that restaurant at night, stay here and continue to teach me, if you don't want money, it's a big deal to buy more things for your family in the future, don't you want to buy these if you want to make money?" ”

Although Miss Cheng has never run for a living, she has never eaten pork and will always see pigs running, he knows that person is quite busy working in a restaurant, and he doesn't make much money, so why bother to suffer that crime.

"You," Song Qiguang shook his head, "I'm still going to earn my own money steadily, and besides, don't always feel that you owe me anything, always thinking about paying me back, anyway, it's ...... for me to teach you."

"It's just for my father," Cheng Yelan interrupted him, and said angrily, "I already knew." ”

I don't know why, Cheng Yelan just doesn't like to hear him emphasize this point.

Song Qiguang smiled, walked up to him and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Actually, it's not, we met once we met, and if my friends want to learn and I have the ability, of course I have to teach each other, I don't think it has anything to do with it." ”

There is another point, he does not want to accept this kind of generosity of this person, whether it is generous to pay himself, or generous to send things to his own family, he is not willing to accept it, he hopes that the two of them will be this kind of clean and pure gentleman's friendship, but this person must not understand his mind now, and he does not want to tell him.

Cheng Yelan didn't speak, but couldn't help but bow his head and laugh.

Song Qiguang left after the eighth class, Cheng Yelan sent him out of the school gate and went to Zhuo Yang to have dinner together, the person asked him curiously how the class was going, and he only replied very well.

"How about Brother Yuan, you are ready to be a good student in the future?" Zhuo Yang gave him some food and said playfully.

"Yes, show my old man a good score in the exam, so that he won't have to say that I can't give him a long face in front of his colleagues." Cheng Yelan snorted.

"But I see that when you went out today, you got all the books of your first year of high school, and there is less than a month left before the midterm exam, can you ...... How many people are going forward?? ”

"......" mentioned this issue Cheng Yelan was a little speechless, his father said to that person that he was "able to enter the top 30", which naturally means that it is best to be in this midterm exam, but Cheng Yelan is a person who has basically not studied well since elementary school, and that person has been teaching since the first year of high school has already given him face, and it is also considering that he can't understand the things of the second year of high school at all.

No, Yelan doesn't care very much, if it doesn't work in the middle of the term, it will be final, this semester will not work, and there will be the next semester, if he can't get into the top 30 of the class for the rest of the year in high school, then he can simply find a place where no one is there and hang himself.

When he got home, his father asked him how he and Master were learning, and he said that it was very good, and when he entered the bedroom, he took out his math book, and he really wanted to shoot this scene, because it was definitely the first time he had done "studying" at home.

He's done all his homework and practice in the classroom, and now he wants to preview what to expect tomorrow.

Fortunately, he is now divided into subjects, and he doesn't need to study political history.

In the next few days, Cheng Yelan was in class with Song Qiguang every day, and he reviewed in the classroom during the evening self-study time, sometimes he would feel that it was actually quite interesting to read some books and learn something, especially when he made a question and memorized a formula, it felt like picking up a baby in the game. When he got home, his father would always ask how he had studied that day, and said that he was waiting for the good news to come during the big exam.

The two of them each have a physical education class on Tuesday and Wednesday, there is nothing to say about this, just go to class when it is time to go to class, but the two classes on Thursday will have a physical activity class together, Cheng Yelan asked the man after the sixth period, "What do you do in physical activity class?" Would you like two of us to have a basketball game? ”

"You can consider it," Song Qiguang said, "but I want to ask the sports committee members of our class." ”

The physical activity class can be said to be Cheng Yelan's favorite of all the courses in high school, and it is also one of the only two courses that can make him put down his mobile phone, he will always play basketball or football with his classmates, and I feel that those forty minutes pass faster than the five minutes in the classroom, and this whim wants to have a friendly basketball game with that person's class, which means that everyone will learn together, plus ...... He really wanted to see how athletic the guy was.

He had already been taught a few days of karma, and he knew that the person's cultural class naturally didn't say, so he naturally had a great curiosity about other aspects.

Their school's physical activity class has always been more than a dozen classes together, each class gathered to say a few words and quickly disbanded, Cheng Yelan and their class sports committee has a good relationship, the basketball game said that the person immediately agreed, and he looked at the meeting place of the eighth class that the person told him, and saw more than a dozen people walking over here.

The basketball court has always been very sought-after during the physical activity class, and there is often overcrowding, so when the three classes gather, they will deliberately pick a place very close to the basketball court, Song Qiguang will introduce the two sides after coming, and arrange a person to be the referee, and the game will start immediately.

Because it is not a regular game, and the participants on both sides are not professional basketball players, their performance in some rules and actions is still relatively casual, and Cheng Yelan does not pay much attention to the game, most of his attention is used to observe that person, so that there have been several times when he can't receive a pass but is snatched away by the opponent.

However, he later decided that these defeats were worth it, because there was no possibility for his class to win this tournament, and instead of resisting, it was better to change his attitude and watch someone's game better.

Song Qiguang's ball skills are really very good, this is what Cheng Yelan did not expect before this game, first of all, the body style, after he got the ball, whether it was dribbling or dodging, he was very fast and skillful, so that the opponent could not grab the ball from his hand at all, and his cooperation with his teammates was also very tacit, whether it was standing or passing, there were few mistakes, and finally he came to the basket and threw it, and the ball went straight into the basket in a very beautiful arc.

"Ah!!h

The ball game of the two classes has attracted a large number of spectators from the beginning, especially the top two school grasses in the school rankings are present, and they have formed a three-layer encirclement around the arena, and there are almost volunteers to come to the security. Now that the rankings have been divided, the first place is naturally more popular than the second place, plus one plays so well, the other makes frequent mistakes and never scores, which makes 80% of the cheers of the audience for that person.

Cheng Yelan didn't have any opinion on this, or he was in no mood to take into account the opinions of the bystanders now, and all his mind was on the incredible, why did this person even have good football skills?

And since the ball skills are good, the movements are naturally very beautiful and in place, even the eyes of his "opponent" can't help but admire in his heart.

Damn, how do you feel that this person has so many strengths but no shortcomings? Heaven should not be so unfair!!

The result of the ball game is self-evident, his class lost the opponent by several points, and he was simply faceless, and the skills of several people in the eighth class except for Song Qiguang were not bad, and this game simply became a special show for those people.

At the end of the class, there were less than ten minutes before the end of class, and the rest of the eighth class went back to their class, Cheng Yelan pulled Song Qiguang all the way to the playground, and saw that his fans had a collective posture of rushing over to him to ask for autographs.

"I said," Cheng Yelan looked at the edge of the football field to see if anyone had noticed them, and couldn't wait to ask, "How can you play basketball so well?" ”

"Well, aren't you particularly jealous of me?" The man said and winked at him, "If you want to learn, I can teach you, anyway, I'm your teacher of six subjects, such as mathematics, Chinese, physics, etc., and I don't mind having another physical education teacher." ”

Cheng Yelan ignored his ridicule, and still said eagerly, "Did someone train you or were you born with it?" ”

Song Qiguang couldn't help but smile and said, "No one has trained me, I'm not born with it, boy, it's normal to watch a ball game and play a ball when I have nothing to do, I often practice according to the actions of those professional players when I watch a ball game, and now I have a little bit of a look." ”

"That's right." Cheng Yelan nodded, and it seemed that there was nothing more to say.

"If you really want to practice, I can give you a class every day to practice, and I can also guide you, but you must know that the cultural class is our focus, and one less class means that the content of the course should be faster, if you can't keep up, I won't cancel your class, but I will definitely punish you heavily, which will take up your rest time."

"......" Cheng Yelan wanted to promise him, it was a big deal to sacrifice a little rest time at night, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was very inappropriate, not to mention that ball skills training was not an overnight thing, and there was no need for him to hurry up and practice now.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then don't need it, let's look at this midterm exam, if I can get into the top 30, you will teach me later, if I can't get in, how about teaching again during the holidays?" ”

"......" Song Qiguang looked at him very embarrassed, "I think it, we are still studying the first half semester of high school, and it is impossible for you to enter the top 30 in the midterm exam in the second semester of the second semester of high school, which means that the previous one can be invalidated, and it also means that I have to teach you during the holidays." Speaking of this, the man let out a sigh, "It's not that I think I'm too bad, it's not enough for me to face you all day long when I'm in school, and I can't even escape you during the holidays??" ”

"......" Cheng Yelan was made angry by these words, and resisted the urge to punch him, "If you don't want to, forget it, then if you don't like to face me, you don't have to give me a lesson, anyway, my father just said casually, even if I keep taking the last place in the class, it will have no effect on him, seeing that you are so unhappy, of course I have to know the current affairs myself!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand and was about to leave, Song Qiguang hurriedly grabbed him, "Hey, it's not good to drill the horns like this, besides, I have a principle for doing things, that is, there must be a beginning and an end, I have been teaching you for so long, so naturally it depends on you at least entering the top 30 before you stop." Besides, you don't have to give up on yourself so much, it's the so-called one day as a teacher for life...... As a teacher, you have been my student all your life, and it would be very shameless to be the first to be a teacher in the class. ”

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