"That's what you wrote." Xie Lan angrily slapped the answer sheet on the desk, "Did you say that you wrote well?" ”

Bei Chen stood aside and shook his head silently, but he didn't actually know what he was wrong with.

"Did I ask you to summarize the hot spots of Southern Weekly in vain?" It's just an essay, Beichen doesn't know why his mother is so angry, "He Beichen, you give me a snack." ”

"Maybe it's not enough for me to accumulate in my usual life, so I'll just take it back and rewrite it." Maybe it's because he's not good at writing, Beichen isn't lazy, but he hasn't made any progress.

"You stop." Bei Chen was about to leave the office, but was stopped by Xie Lan again, "I'm still not satisfied with your composition this week, give it, you can look at Yao Liang." His article is the model text of this weekly test, not to mention that his thinking is deeper than yours and his logic is clearer than yours. His words alone are many times more beautiful than yours. ”

"Yes, I confess, his writing is indeed better than mine, and I should learn from him." Beichen has always refused to admit defeat, but he is humble.

"In that case, you take his answer sheet away. Take a good look at how other people's essays are written. Xie Lan said and threw Yao Liang's answer sheet to He Beichen, "Copy Fan Wen three times and give it to me, think about why he can get such a high score." ”

"Okay, I see." Even though he was unhappy in his heart, He Beichen didn't say anything.

"You want to write this week's weekly test like this again, and you will recite Fan Wen in front of me from beginning to end, understand?" Xie Lan will never allow his children to be inferior to others.

Bei Chen was still silent, just nodded. He silently walked out of the office area, not daring to delay the time, and walked towards the classroom. His heart was very uncomfortable, but he didn't understand why, and the black water-based pen in his hand became heavier and heavier at this time. He picked up his pen and wrote, one square word after another.

"Hey, what are you writing about?" Yao Liang was a little puzzled when he saw Bei Chen's copy of the answer sheet, and leaned over to him. Seeing this, He Beichen hurriedly covered half of the answer sheet with his hand.

The more he did this, the more curious Yao Liang became, "Yo, what are you doing in your heart?" Let me see. As he spoke, he snatched the answer sheet from the table.

After glancing at it, Yao Liang began to laugh, "What are you doing with my answer sheet?" What's the matter, is there anything else to learn from Heban? ”

"Yao Liang, lend me your composition." As he spoke, Bei Chen reached for it.

"If I don't borrow it, why should I lend it to you?" Yao Liang began to be bad again, "Look at you like this, you were punished by Xie Lan, right?" ”

"Yao Liang, you can borrow it for me, you don't need it anyway." Beichen began to plead with him.

"I don't need it, and I won't borrow it from you." He is still such a small belly, holding his answer card in his hand as he speaks, and he is squeezing it tighter and tighter.

He Beichen looked at him and sighed, "What should I do so that you are willing to lend it to me?" Beichen pressed the black water-based pen on the table.

"Yo, He Beichen, are you begging me?" Yao Liang couldn't be too happy, "Don't have more, you call me dad three times, and I'll borrow it for you." ”

"Yao Liang, are you going too far?" Bei Chen's face fell, "Are you worthy?" There's no way I'm going to scream. ”

"Okay, I'm not worthy, if you don't call, then I won't lend it to you." Yao Liang knew that He Beichen refused to call, and of course he couldn't lend it to him.

The next second, He Beichen stood up and walked towards his mother's office.

"Why are you here?" Xie Lan heard the voice and glanced up at him, "Didn't I ask you to go back to class and copy Fan Wen?" ”

"Can you give me another sample article?" Beichen's eyes were full of tiredness.

"Why? Is Yao Liang not good at writing? Xie Lan continued to tap on the keyboard.

"He wouldn't lend it to me." Beichen confided the truth to his mother.

"He doesn't want to lend it to you, you don't find fault with yourself, what's the use of you just telling me?" Xie Lan is still always unkind, "Only his essay is a full score in this week's weekly test, so you go to him to borrow it." ”

Bei Chen's heart was a nameless anger, and he strode towards the class, just in time to collide with the oncoming Xuanfan. The boy was originally very upset, but he caught a glimpse of those almond eyes, so he barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Beichen, what's wrong with you?" Xuan Fan seemed to see his displeasure.

"It's nothing, it's just a trifle." Beichen felt that such a little trouble was unspeakable. But Yu Fan didn't believe that He Beichen was like a defeated rooster now.

Seeing that he refused to speak, Yu Fan didn't want to ask more, but silently followed him back to the class. Yao Liang was still sitting in his position playing with his phone, and the answer sheet was pressed under a pile of books.

"Well, do you call or don't you call?" A trace of contempt flashed in Yao Liang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were indescribable smiles.

Bei Chen clenched his fists, "Yao Liang, who are you, I'm afraid you have forgotten about yourself." ”

"Okay, Heban is hard." Yao Liang pretended to give him a big thumbs up, "However, if you don't write, I'm afraid it won't last long for Xie Lan to be stubborn." ”

"I'm not going to write it today." Yao Liang's provocation made Beichen more and more angry, and he picked up his composition and began to revise it carefully. Yu Fan stood aside and seemed to understand what was going on, "Yao Liang, what's so great about you." Your essay becomes a model essay, and you get carried away. Don't forget, it's not you who won the first place in the language this time. ”

Yao Liang turned his head and glanced at her, "Tan Yufan, what does this have to do with you?" You're the last person in your class to dare to point fingers at my grades. ”

"I advise you to be modest, Yao Liang." Yu Fan smiled, not minding what he had just said, "I want to laugh when I look at you like this." ”

Yao Liang blushed with anger, crumpled his answer sheet, and threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times. He imagined that He Beichen would bend down and pick up the paper ball on the ground.

As everyone knows, Bei Chen's self-esteem does not allow him to do this, and the boy is still immersed in revising his composition, not taking Yao Liang in his eyes at all.

The bell rang for the second class, but He Beichen didn't pay attention, and continued to revise his article, circling the answer sheet. Xie Lan didn't bring any language papers today, and the students in the class saw that the female devil was like a mouse meeting a cat, and rushed back to their seats.

"Okay, keep quiet." Xie Lan's teaching stick knocked on the podium a few times, "In this class, I want to talk about the composition of last week's weekly test." Take out your weekly test papers from last week. ”

As soon as Yao Liang heard that Xie Lan was going to talk about composition, he suddenly lost the desire to listen to the lecture and yawned boredly. Beichen was just counted down, he raised his head and sat upright.

But Tan Yufan is more energetic than before, and what she loves most is composition class. She also has the habit of keeping a diary, and from time to time she writes something.

"In this weekly test, everyone's overall essay score is not high. The only full-score model essay in the grade is from Yao Liang, a student in our class. Everyone applauded and encouraged. Beichen could feel that her mother was really happy, and a rare dimple appeared on her face.

Look at Yao Liang again, his whole person is about to fly, Beichen has never seen him so proud. Yu Fan didn't have a good impression of Yao Liang, and clapped his hands a few times.

"Okay, let's ask Yao Liang to read us a sample text." Xie Lan's faint words made Yao Liang's heart turbulent.

"Huh? Read the sample text. Yao Liang made a difficulty, lying quietly on the floor by the answer sheet that he had stepped on a few times, he blushed, and the wave of remorse drowned him in one fell swoop.

Xie Lan was puzzled when he saw Yao Liang's stunned appearance, "What's wrong?" You read your essay and don't be embarrassed. ”

"The female devil is really funny, is Yao Liang an embarrassed person?" Yu Fan smiled, waiting to see a good show.

"I ......" Now it's Yao Liang's turn to lose face, "My answer sheet, my answer sheet can't be found." ”

"Can't find it?" Xie Lan felt that there must be a ghost in this, and she found the paper ball that was thrown on the ground at a glance, "What is that on the ground?" ”

"Oh no, nothing." Yao Liang stammered, for fear that Xie Lan would find out about his ugly deeds.

"You pick it up, don't litter." Xie Lan's sense of joy disappeared, replaced by the same seriousness as ever, "You sit down." ”

"Hmph, what a slap in the face." She looked gloating. This made Yan Yan very puzzled, "Yao Liang is embarrassed, why are you so happy?" ”

"He's doing it to himself." The more she thought about it, the more relieved she became, "Be a cocoon and bind yourself." ”

"He Beichen, read your composition to everyone." Xie Lan stripped his hair and looked at the boy who was sitting in the front row rather tightly.

Bei Chen was stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that Xie Lan was going to use his composition as a negative teaching material, and he still hoped that his mother would save face for him. He stood up from his desk, "I know I can't write well, I'll definitely improve next time." I won't read it. ”

Yu Fan was very dissatisfied with Xie Lan's request, "What does this woman mean?" knew that Bei Chen's composition was not well written, but he wanted to embarrass him. ”

Yan Yu stopped grabbing the potato chips, "Beichen's composition will not be written well, and the ghost will believe it." ”

He Beichen pursed his lower lip slightly, he couldn't read his mother's expression, and he didn't know what she was thinking. Unexpectedly, Xie Lan's serious face slackened again, "Although your article was not selected as a model article, the score is not low, and there are still many things worth learning from." You read it to them. ”

Yao Liang's face turned green with anger, and he didn't think that he would be robbed of the limelight by He Beichen.

"Hey, Xie Lan is not sick. What does it mean for her to play on her son like this? She felt that the woman on the podium might not be able to figure out which nerve was wrong.

"Look, He Beichen is going to start the ruthless pretending mode again." Yan Yan rolled his big eyes.

But Bei Chen seemed to be angry with the female devil, "The article I wrote does not meet your requirements, so there is no need to read it." It's better to study more sample essays. With that, he sat down.

"He Beichen, this kid, is he convinced?" Ye Nianyi judged.

"How is he not convinced? is clearly working against Xie Lan. Song Yiyi muttered quietly in her seat, "Are all the top students so arrogant?" ”

"Beichen, well done." Yu Fan secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Xie Lan's class suddenly became cold, and the students were waiting for her to break the deadlock. Xie Lan and He Beichen on the podium looked at each other, but they didn't expect him to be so stubborn, "Everyone find out the facts and arguments in their articles, and I'll call my classmates to get up later." ”

"Hey, He Beichen, what do you mean?" The boy's words made Yao Liang feel even more uncomfortable.

He Beichen disdained to talk to such a person, he regarded Yao Liang as air, picked up the pen, and concentrated on doing his own thing.