Chapter XXVIII. The Unequal Distribution of Intelligence
When he woke up the next morning, the Sultan applied cold water to his swollen eyes. When doing exercises, Ji Xun was still standing next to the Sultan, and the Sultan still ignored him, but he no longer exuded indifference, and he looked like he was in a good mood.
Back in the classroom, the Sultan read the English passage he was about to memorize a few times, then turned around with the book. First Ji Xun and Jiang Nan's reading voices stopped, then Mo Ziqi stopped, then the classmates next to them lowered their reading sounds, and finally the reading sound in the entire class was lowered by many decibels. Everyone was a little excited, spying on the gossip that was about to be staged.
The Sultan smiled at Ji Xun, pointed to the English passage to memorize, and asked, "Can you help me hear if there is anything wrong with memorization?" ”
Ji Xun: "Ah... Oh oh, yes, of course, you carry it! Ji Xun picked up the Sultan's book and pretended to look down at it seriously.
Jiang Nan turned his head, feeling that Ji Xun's performance was too embarrassing, and at the same time complained in his heart: Young man, do you think that holding the book can cover up the fact that you are blushing? The whole class saw it!
Ji Xun: The Sultan actually took the initiative to smile at me and speak to me, she is showing favor, right? Right?
Mo Ziqi buried her face in the English book, and also complained in her heart: Girl, the way you show favor is really special, it is refreshing, and it makes me feel like a tiger.
In the blink of an eye, Friday, Sultan and Mo Ziqi lived on campus for the first time, and although Q was only five days, they felt like they hadn't been home for a long time.
After school at three o'clock in the afternoon, it was already past four o'clock when he got home, and the Sultan was carrying a bag of books, and for the first time he felt that he was not dizzy by the contents, but he was crushed by the weight.
When I got home, I saw Tang Yuan, who was already in the second grade, doing his homework, biting the tip of his pen and struggling with a math problem there. Seeing the Sultan return, both eyes lit up, and he looked like a savior had come.
The Sultan put down his schoolbag, walked over to look at the question, and said to Tang Yuan: "You look at the pattern of the numbers in the 135 position, and then calculate, and then you will know how many you should fill in." Tang Yuan did the math and quickly came up with an answer.
Grandma Sultan brought out the washed grapes from the kitchen, beckoned the Sultan to eat the grapes, and Tang Yuan took a grape and asked, "Sister, did you give you the intelligence that should have been given to me when your mother was pregnant with you?" Otherwise, why am I so stupid and you are so smart? ”
The Sultan almost squirted grapes out of his mouth. "Who said you were stupid?"
Tang Yuan chewed the grapes and said with a serious face: "What my mother said, she said that I am a stupid bird, so I have to fly before others." ”
Forehead... This, the Sultan could only comfort him: "That, my mother means that you are fatter and bulky, so you have to be industrious, otherwise you will get bad grades." ”
Tang Yuan looked skeptical: "Really? ”
"Of course" she said that she would believe it herself.
"Oh, no wonder the fattest guy in our class is always the last one!"
After listening to the words of the rice balls, the Sultan silently recited in his heart: Ami Tofu.
Grandma asked again if the school in Sudan was good? Is it good to be at the same table? Is the rice delicious? The Sultan patiently replied one by one, and in order to show the truth of what he said, he specially pinched his face and said, "Grandma, look, my face is round." ”
Grandma tapped the tip of her nose and said, "Ghost girl! ”
At dinner, Su Ling and Cheng Siming came back, and they were very happy to see the Sultan who they hadn't seen for five days, and looked her up and down carefully, as if they were afraid that she would lose a piece of flesh on her body.
The Sultan couldn't help but hold his forehead: I went to school, not to dig coal, okay! After two days of landlord life at home, and after lunch on Sunday, the Sultan took the bag of books back to school.
When I arrived at the dormitory, it was already half past two, and when I opened the door, I found Mo Ziqi eating hamburgers and fries in the dormitory. ”
The Sultan put down his bag, took the carton and asked, "It's all here, you haven't eaten lunch?" ”
Mo Ziqi looked at the physics book, took a bite of the hamburger fiercely, and said helplessly with an expression that seemed to be about to gnaw the book twice: "Yes, my grandparents were in charge of my three meals a day before, who knew that they suddenly signed up for an elderly tour group, and I was abandoned like this." I got up late in the morning, and it was ten o'clock after breakfast, so I didn't eat lunch until this o'clock. I think it's all out anyway, just go back to school, too lazy to walk around. ”
The Sultan took out the grapes that her grandmother brought her, washed them, put them on Mo Ziqi's writing desk, pulled a chair and sat down with her, and said, "Eat, this is what my grandmother picked in the vineyard in the countryside, and it is very sweet." ”
Mo Ziqi took one and put it in his mouth and said, "Thank you!" ”
The Sultan shook his head and shook the chicken in her hand to signal no. In the evening, when they had to go to the evening self-study, Sultan and Mo Ziqi went to the cafeteria to eat, and as soon as they got out of the dormitory building, they saw Ji Xun and Jiang Nan playing black and white, one wearing all black, and one wearing all white standing not far away, looking at the exit of the girls' dormitory from time to time.
The Sultan looked at the two people who were waving to them with some surprise, but found that Mo Ziqi was looking at him with an expression that I was forced to be a prostitute, and said, "Ji Xun asked me what time we came down for dinner, and I told him." ”
The Sultan patted Mo Ziqi on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, after eating, we'll find the two of them to give us a physical plug-in." ”
Mo Ziqi nodded happily, great, follow the captain to have meat to eat. During the meal, the Sultan asked for an eggplant pot and a cucumber, and Mo Ziqi only needed a green vegetable and tofu soup.
The Sultan looked at it and asked, "Hey, why is it so light today?" ”
Mo Ziqi listened, touched his stomach, and said: "I didn't eat lunch until two o'clock in the afternoon, so I wouldn't be hungry at all, if I wasn't afraid that I would be hungry after class at night, I wouldn't want to eat at all." ”
The Sultan gave her a cucumber and said, "Eat this, this is lighter." ”
After speaking, Ji Xun just sat down, looked at the chopsticks that the Sultan gave Mo Ziqi and asked, "Can you clip some for me?" ”
The Sultan was stunned for a moment, looking at Ji Xun looking at himself expectantly, the Sultan suddenly remembered what Mo Ziqi said to her that night, she said that Ji Xun was chasing her, okay, she blushed again. The Sultan with a red face gave Ji Xun some cucumbers, Ji Xun picked them up and ate them, and after eating, he also sandwiched some of his own celery for the Sultan.
Mo Ziqi and Jiang Nan: Celery! The teenager is scheming.
Sultan: To eat or not to eat? It doesn't seem good not to eat, everyone has eaten you, if you don't eat, you don't give face, and if you don't give people face, you still say that you want to be good to others, which door is good? If you eat, that, his chopsticks look like he has his saliva on them, right? Right? Seeing Ji Xun looking at himself expectantly, the Sultan gritted his teeth, eat, eat, just don't know, eat a few celery and eat a heroic face.
She felt that she had been fooled again, look at the eyes of Ji Xun, a dead boy, with a faint and unknown light, I really want to shoot him to death, my face size, I just look at you corpses all over the field!