It was almost noon, and the soft sunlight outside the window was gradually becoming hot, and the light reflected through the only half bottle of mineral water on the cover of the math textbook that had not been turned a page in the previous section, but it also brought some life to the room with high walls on three sides of the desk.

Xiao Rang held his head with his hands and looked out of the window obliquely, the two beads were looking for cicadas from which tree, the sunlight surrounded the thin bangs on his forehead, golden, shining through the gap between the hair, and the short eyelashes resisted the light in vain, and he couldn't help but squint.

"Bang Bang Bang" from far and near, and the sound of high heels hitting marble came to my ears, "Good afte."

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A neat but weak voice sounded, and then the whole class was like a balloon that had been pumped out, and immediately fell down, and Xiao Rang even lay directly on the table, because this was his "favorite" English class.

Suddenly, he poked his hand at the same table that was playing with his mobile phone, "Da Xiang, the teacher is here to call me", and then he nested in the wall and sleepwalked, Da Xiang raised his head and lifted his glasses with his hand, looked at the table next door where only a few hairs could be seen, and rolled his eyes, as if to say, who will come to our feng shui treasure land! Then he also lay on the table and looked at the phone under the table.

Xiao Rang, a resident in the back row who said he wanted to start working hard in the first semester of his sophomore year, and then stayed in the back row for half a semester, taking on the important task of guarding the broom and rubbing for everyone. Of course, Xiao Rang, who often calls himself a "holy hand scholar", is not as proficient in the skill of "copy" as "Xiao Rang" in "Water Margin". Otherwise, English and Math would not add up to less than 80 points.

Speaking of this name, Xiao Rang watched "Water Margin" in junior high school and found that he was exactly the same as the hero in it, "Xiao Rang, the Holy Hand Scholar of Diwenxing", so he ran to ask his father. Then his father looked at him kindly, "When you were born, your grandfather happened to be watching "Water Margin" and thought it was a good name, and it just so happened that he also wanted you to be a literate person, so he gave you this name." "But I think you've failed your grandfather's good intentions.

After speaking, Xiao Rang grinned and said, "Today, your English teacher wants to make up the class, I said hello to her, you go directly to her home to make up the class." ”

Xiao Rang only remembered that it seemed to be a total solar eclipse, and it was gloomy, and at the English teacher's house, he and two other classmates smeared ink on the glass and watched the sun be swallowed up by darkness and spit out. And he is like the sun, shrouded in the dark forces, and the shine is all up to others.

"Dangdangdangdang", as soon as he heard this voice, Xiao Rang immediately woke up from his sleep, immediately stood up, looked at the back door of the classroom that had already been opened, and suddenly a clear head stretched out from the back door, and said loudly: "Stay in the position, I have something to say." Then I saw a reflective guy floating by the window. Xiao Rang stared at the head teacher who came out of the front door again, and couldn't wait for the announcement of the matter.

"The school's art classes have started, and students who want to develop as art and sports students can sign up, especially students with lower middle grades, who can consider it, and the college entrance examination score requirements will not be so high in the future." After speaking, Xiao Rang, who was in the corner, and the classmates in the back rows, "If you want to know, go to the office in the afternoon and ask your art teacher, okay, after school." Xiao Rang choked his mouth, thinking that he was going to take a holiday?

Squeeze through a group of classmates who gathered together to discuss whether to go or not, thinking, "I, a genius who works hard and is a middle and upper grade, disdains to take shortcuts!" Then he sneaked home without looking back and was ready for lunch. But no one thought that this self-proclaimed "holy hand scholar" and "genius" guy would be about to embark on this colorful shortcut.