As one of the few idle people, Gu Yi volunteered to serve as a math tutor in a class. However, he doesn't arrive on time for evening self-study every day, and whether he comes or not depends entirely on how he feels that day, and sometimes he can't see anyone for more than a week.

In the last month, Song Yimian, as the class president and the first in the school, was entrusted with an important task by the head teacher to give a lecture to the students in the absence of the teacher.

This is not a difficult thing for Song Yimian, at most, it can be regarded as a quick consolidation and review, and it is even a little redundant.

"Song Yimian, I didn't understand the question too much just now, can you say it again?" The classmate bit the cap of the pen that was already full of tooth marks in confusion, raised his hand and said.

"Yes, yes, this question is too winding, and I can't keep up with it when I step three."

「......」

Seeing that more than one-third of the students didn't understand, Song Yimian dusted off the chalk ash on his fingers, glanced at Tao You, who lowered his head and didn't know what to write on the paper, wiped off the handwriting on the blackboard, and talked about it in a different way.

However, the number of times this kind of repeated explanation of the same question is still very small, not that the students understand it all at once, but that Song Yimian is not so patient. If less than one-third of the students raised their hands, he would only throw them one sentence - ask the teacher.

But there are exceptions.

If less than one-third of the students had Tao You, Song Yimian would have started to explain again without saying a word, and would be more patient than the first time, meticulous enough to write out every small step.

This is still a law that the students themselves stumbled upon, and since then, every time there are fewer students who raise their hands, everyone will move their pleading eyes to Tao You's face, at the beginning, Song Yimian couldn't see their reactions, the hand that Tao You raised seemed to be a switch, as long as he saw it, he didn't ask much, and he turned his head to wipe off the process he had just written.

Sometimes she didn't even need Tao You to raise her hand, just looking at the overly difficult and confused expression on her face, Song Yimian didn't care if anyone else raised her hand, and wiped off the written solution process without saying a word and explained it again.

At first, the classmates wondered why Song Yimian had to talk about it again when no one raised their hands, and even wondered if Song Yimian had seen something they couldn't see, or opened the door to mind reading.

But then they also understood the cattiness.

They are the observers, and the real protagonist is always one.

A group of people secretly poked and poked at the time when they were so nervous about studying, and began to swallow sugar silently, but not everyone was so quiet, and there were a few students who habitually wanted to make small reports, but they couldn't catch any substantive evidence. As time goes by, the sense of oppression grows stronger, and the idea of "one less strong competitor is one less" comes to the minds of some people, and they all turn a blind eye.

At the beginning, Tao You was also embarrassed, and told Song Yimian several times in private that if she often delayed her classmates' learning progress like this, she would probably be muttered to death by her classmates. But Song Yimian didn't think there was anything about it, and let Tao You raise his hand boldly, he didn't plan to give a lecture to these students, and he wasn't really idle and had nothing to do, so he wanted to be a volunteer to take on all the tasks of the teacher.

She is different, their relationship is incomparable to ordinary people. He doesn't care what other people do, but Tao You's results are very important.

After a few more days, Song Yimian began to ask by name.

"Tao You, do you understand this question?" Song Yimian knocked on the blackboard.

"Oh~~" The classmates turned their tones eighteen ambiguously and coaxed, for fear that they would not be able to recruit the teacher.

"......" Before Tao You could speak, she caught a glimpse of several classmates with embarrassed faces and clasped their hands together and pleaded with her silently.

It's not that the teacher hasn't talked about this type of topic, but they didn't listen carefully at the time, and if they ask the teacher again at this time, they don't have to think that it must be a training, and they are embarrassed.

「...... I don't understand the last three steps." Tao You didn't talk nonsense, she really didn't turn the corner in the last two steps to come to the conclusion, originally she didn't want to delay everyone's time.

After she finished speaking, she saw several classmates clasping their fists and nodding wildly at her gratefully, and she almost cried with gratitude. That's already good, and they don't expect to hear it again from the first step.

"Just the last three steps." Tao You nodded, looking at the figure behind the podium table, and his heart to find a timetable became more and more determined.

A step is only a minute at most, I hope you don't mind too much, it's really hard for her to do.

Song Yimian didn't ask much, and directly erased the last three steps and rewrote the board book.

Towards the end of class, the last question was explained. Song Yimian raised his head again and asked Tao You.

Tao You put away the pen, absorbing too much content at once, and his brain was a little dizzy. She glanced around, and there were no questions from her classmates, so she shook her head, "Got it."

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Yimian put the roll under his arm and wiped his fingers with wet wipes.

"Wait a minute, Song Yimian." Without warning, Ding Dongyi reached out to stop Song Yimian in the aisle.

Song Yimian stopped urgently so that he didn't bump into her arm.

"I didn't understand the last question, can you tell me more?" Ding Dongyi withdrew his hand a little embarrassed, and asked in a voice that was exclusive to Song Yimian.

She turned her head sharply at the table, glared at her eyes and plucked out her ears, and muttered, "Didn't you say you understood everything, and laughed at me......

"What's the matter with you?" Ding Dongyi replied unceremoniously.

Then he looked at Song Yimian again, and he didn't even need to clear his throat to change his voice freely, "He heard it wrong just now, I really didn't understand this question." Can you tell me that again, and invite you to dinner tomorrow." She was about to pull Song Yimian with her hands.

"Ask the teacher." Song Yimian was a little physically unwell, frowning and wanting to take a detour.

Ding Dongyi got up angrily, "It's not fair!"

"You're not fair! Why are you so perfunctory when we have a problem, and when Tao You has a problem, you waste our time to tell her again!"

The face is wide open!

The classmates listened quietly and didn't make a sound, but the eyes that exchanged with each other showed their helplessness towards Ding Dongyi.

Is there anything wrong with this eldest sister? The obvious things have to be torn apart and said. They just want to be fools who don't know anything.

"Who I want to teach is my business." Song Yimian heard that Ding Dongyi had pulled Tao You in, and he was even more disgusted.

Ding Dongyi just can't get over this hurdle, "You and Tao You are in early love!"

She said firmly.

The class was full of gasps.

"Aren't you afraid I'll talk to the teacher?" She seems to want to use this as a handle to pinch Song Yimian.

As far as she is concerned, as a good student who has been praised by teachers all the year round and others have set an example, what she is most afraid of is being called a parent and losing face in front of her classmates.

She used to be the most disdainful of making small reports and shamelessly going to someone's side.

Maybe it was because of love at first sight for Song Yimian and the contradiction between Tao You and her later, the obsession of wanting to win Song Yimian became more and more rooted in her mind, she didn't understand why Song Yimian couldn't look down on herself, but she looked down on Tao You.

Tao You caught a glimpse of several figures flashing outside the classroom, and retorted sharply, "Ding Dongyi, you are responsible for spreading rumors!"

Not to be outdone, Ding Dongyi slapped the table, turned his head with red eyes, and yelled in a sharp voice, "We are not blind! Flirting in the classroom all day long, we're really stupid!"

The classmates didn't dare to come out, and they didn't know why Ding Dongyi was suddenly so angry.

Terminology...... Not accurate either.

Although they knew that Tao You and Song Yimian were most likely going to be together, they were not as excessive as Ding Dongyi said, and it was normal to get along...... If it weren't for the evening self-study during this time, they might not know that Tao You and Song Yimian still had something to do after graduation...... Are they all ...... Idiot?

Tao You's head 'buzzed', and he felt that his entire chest was about to explode, and his eyes were dizzy.

But how can she prove herself for this kind of unwarranted thing, but fortunately, she has not yet implemented the most critical confession step.

Song Yimian walked quickly to Tao You, turned around and blocked in front of her, his face was extremely ugly, but his emotions were still stable, "The clear is self-purifying, it's understandable for me to take care of myself at the same table. It's you, who stare at us all day long without studying, and make up your own brain to spread rumors about your classmates, and you are sure that you are mentally normal."

Ding Dongyi trembled and pointed at himself, "You, suspect that I am mentally ill?"

"I didn't say that." Song Yimian denied it.

"This spirit, no matter how you look at it, is very ...... It's ahead of its time." The classmates whispered.

"Ever since she came here, our class has been smoky, and how harmonious it used to be. There are some things that everyone can know, and those who have brains know what to say and what not to say, and they all know where they are."

"Shhhh Don't just go ahead with all the excitement, you never know how much power words have. Do your homework."

「......」

Ding Dongyi kept his head down and was silent.

Just when everyone thought she was calming down, she suddenly began to scream hysterically, and overturned all the books and scrolls on the table to the ground, kicked the table and chair a few times, tore the papers on her desk to shreds, and made a gesture to grab the rolls at the same table, as if venting the suppressed emotions that had been piled up for a long time. Ding Dongyi was stubbornly guarding his books and scrolls at the same table, but fortunately, he moved his table far away when Ding Dongyi was crazy, and he was relieved.

"I'm crazy!"

"She's sick! I'm going to go crazy and go home!"

"Go and call the teacher."

「......」

The surrounding classmates covered their ears and frowned.

Tao You was shocked in his heart, did what they said have such a big impact on Ding Dongyi, and he didn't say anything excessive.

Song Yimian subconsciously took two steps back, his arms slightly spread in front of Tao You.

"Ding Dongyi, calm down." Chen Lian, who was only half a body away from Ding Dongyi, couldn't help but speak. She looked tired, not only because of the pressure of studying, but also because her classmates had seen her part-time in a bubble tea shop outside the school and a commissary on another street.

Ding Dongyi glanced at her, "Shut up! You hillbilly, dead turtle what to say! Do you deserve it, get out!" The vicious words in her mouth came out without her brain, as if mocking others like this was also a way for her to vent her emotions.

The classmates who covered their ears gasped again, they couldn't believe their eyes and ears, is this still the Ding Dongyi they know.

Chen Lian's face turned red, she wanted to refute but didn't dare to stimulate her at such a time, saving herself from being unreasonable.

The homeroom teacher, who had just finished the meeting, was rushed to the classroom by two classmates before he could sit down in the office and drink water. I didn't understand all the way to what the two classmates were saying, and her ears were so noisy that it seemed that more than a dozen people were talking different things next to her at the same time.

As soon as I reached the top of the stairs, I heard screams coming from the classroom. The head teacher didn't try much to break free from the confinement of the two classmates, and when he stepped upstairs, he saw the students of the other classes hiding outside the door of the first class and looking in.

"How many classes are there?" So idle!" The head teacher patted the door frame and woke up the students, "Class 2, Class 4, how many over there, Class 5 or Class 6?!"

Watching the lively students in a mess, the corridor was automatically emptied in a matter of seconds.

Only then did the head teacher put his hands on his chest and walked into the classroom from the back door with a serious face.

She slowly paced to the podium, and when she passed by Ding Dongyi, she saw the roll that had been thrown to the ground and had not been picked up, torn into pieces, and looked sideways at Ding Dongyi's long and disheveled hair, snorting and panting, and frowned, "Hurry up and pick it up."

Ding Dongyi sniffed and put a chair

Moved back, bent down to pick up the roll, and the classmate next to her helped her pick up the roll that floated to her feet, but she pulled it over, and got a sentence, "Nosy."

「......」

The head teacher put aside the chalk on the podium table, propped up the edge of the table with both hands, and looked at the students below, anxious and helpless, "There are still a few days before the college entrance examination, and you still have the heart to make trouble." Have you figured out the question types one by one? Have you memorized all the word formula texts? You can get points for all the finale questions?!"

The students below hung their heads one after another, not daring to speak.

After these repeated words, the head teacher was already tired, "Hey, you guys are really the worst and most noisy class I've ever led. I had just returned from a meeting and I hadn't had time to take a sip of water...... Look at the other classes, who has an accident like you in three days."

She was strategically silent for two seconds. Rub the chalk aside and put it down heavily, and a layer of powder dust shook into the air.

The sudden movement frightened many of the students.

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