Fu Ziheng quietly glanced at the hairy head melon seeds resting on the desk in front of him on the left, and silently sketched a pair of eyes as bright as stars in his mind, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a slight arc.

Xu is approaching the exam, everyone is looking forward to hearing the class leader who has passed the high school entrance examination score above the yellow high admission line to share his learning methods, or because the class teacher suddenly made a difficulty, the students who were safe became more and more quiet, and the bear children who jumped out did not dare to make a fuss at this time, and the classroom was unprecedentedly quiet.

In mid-November, the weather is getting cooler, but not too cold, and the windows on the wall are ajar, and the night breeze blows in through the windowsill, bringing the faint fragrance of the camellia flowers standing upright in the night.

Pei Qingxi gritted his teeth, rubbing his stinging lower back, while pricking up his ears to listen to the boy's words.

"According to the score curve table of the weekly test of half a semester, the top three students in each subject are selected, and they are asked to sort out the key knowledge points of the past half semester according to their own advantageous subjects, and print them out in batches in the print shop and send them to everyone."

"The representatives of each subject took the lead in setting up a learning group, responsible for answering everyone's questions between classes, and the questions that the whole class could not solve with the knowledge points with a high frequency of answering questions in the process were submitted to the teachers of each subject for explanation in class."

The old man took a sip of health tea, and occasionally picked up a pen to draw a few strokes on the notepad.

"The method is really good," the old man nodded in agreement, but then also pointed out the disadvantages of this method, "But have you ever thought about the problem of time, the exam is less than a week away, and you probably don't have so much time to sort out and summarize ......"

That's right.

That's pretty much what everyone in the class is saying.

All the knowledge points learned in half a semester in six courses, it is a problem to organize the notes in such a short time, and it is even more difficult for everyone to digest those knowledge points.

"Time is really urgent, but a lot of notes can actually be referenced, English notes refer to Wang Ling and Chen Wan, mathematics and physics notes I have already sorted out seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, chemistry, chemistry to Zhang Shuo, biology to Zhang Lei and Wei Anran, language," Speaking of this, the boy suddenly paused for a few seconds, and then Pei Qingxi heard the man's voice with a light smile, "Pei Qingxi, do you mind sharing with you the Chinese transcripts that you have compiled and excerpted for three or four years?" ”

More than eighty pairs of eyes instantly fell on someone in the third row.

Obviously, everyone didn't expect that the squad leader was there to report on the midterm exam review plan, so why did he suddenly change his style?

The meaning of ridicule is so obvious, you can't hear it, you are a fool.

Pei Qingxi's face began to have a fever as soon as he brushed it, and he could say something besides nodding silently?

Putting aside the identity of the head teacher, and not thinking about Pei Qingxi's miserable results in physics and mathematics, the old man, as a Chinese teacher, is still quite satisfied with Pei Qingxi's performance as a child, and there is no child in the whole class who can learn Chinese as seriously as her.

Copied Pei Qingxi's Chinese notes for everyone to review and recite, and the old man couldn't agree more.

The old man nodded, and said loudly: "Then it's decided, let's sort out the notes of each subject as soon as possible, Fu Ziheng will take it to the printing room of the comprehensive building at noon tomorrow to make a copy, and after it is done, it will be distributed to everyone ......for review."

A few fun-loving boys carelessly forgot to restrain their voices and almost provoked a bitter criticism, but they were resolved by the squad leader Fu Ziheng in a few words, and seeing that the old man left the classroom with a smile not long after, Jiang Qi, Wei Anran and the others' hearts suddenly fell smoothly.

Wei Anran bowed his body to the door of the classroom with cat steps, and saw that the back of the old man could no longer be seen in the vast night, so he raised his arms and jumped to the seat with cheers, and began to pull Fu Ziheng to lobby, trying to kidnap this well-known guy in the game circle, and go to the Internet café to play a few games together at night, rubbing the sharpness of the group of little masters.

However, this guy somehow became unincapable of oil and salt today, and he couldn't persuade him no matter what he said.

It's not that he usually didn't shout that he sneaked to the Internet café to play together at night, and a few times he played to the top of the head, and finally went straight through the night, and even sometimes he took the initiative to drag Wei Anran to level up.

Today, he can't be persuaded to live or die, what the hell is it?

Wei Anran's fat face was full of doubts, and he looked Fu Ziheng up and down several times, and he couldn't say why.

After such a fuss, Zhou Fang, a young man who has always behaved quite seriously, also slipped out to relax before the exam, took out the paper and pen and began to do the questions, but at the beginning he asked everyone to go with Jiang Qi, who fought three hundred rounds with the brainless bastards of the second college, and still hoped that this great god could go to the town with a look of anticipation, after all, the second college is also a well-known technical secondary school, many of those bastards are learning numerical control and computer, plus the technical secondary school is not as strict as the management of ordinary high schoolsThe children who go to the secondary school often play games in the school computer room, and practice day by day, where can the technology be worse?

Jiang Qi and Wei Anran and others usually study in the classroom in a regular manner, although they love to play, they are just petty fights, they really want to compare with others, with their skills, how many rounds can they fight with others?

If Fu Ziheng, the great god, followed everyone on the field, would those bastard boys be arrogant and arrogant?

"So squad leader, you can do it," Jiang Qi was completely embarrassed, and put his hands on his chest in prayer, "It's up to you to save your brothers from fire and water." ”

"Not available." Fu Ziheng casually refused.

"Still not brothers?"

"I didn't want to be your brother for many years."

“...... Your uncle," Wei Anran's fat face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and he cursed in a low voice, silently reading in his heart, "I have a good temper, I don't care about you bastard", and then continued to lobby in a low voice, "As long as you go this time, I owe you one thing, no matter what you need help with in the future, as long as you give an order, I will definitely help you complete the ...... before and after the saddle."

Your uncle, if it weren't for rubbing the sharpness of those bastards with unclean mouths, Lao Tzu wouldn't want to deal with you.

“...... If one thing doesn't work, then two things? ”

"And me, I also promise you, as long as you open your mouth in the future, I will definitely help!" Jiang Qi also raised his hand to promise.

A group of people were chattering on the side, and the girl snorted from time to time because of the pain, Fu Ziheng was very irritable, took his eyes off the notebook, wrinkled his eyebrows, looked at them gloomily, and reprimanded them in a low voice: "Do you still want to take the midterm exam?" Or are you sure that you will be able to do well this time? ”