The language office is located at the end of the corridor on the third floor, next door to the warehouse, and the overall environment is relatively quiet.

The office door was ajar.

In the office, the man sat on his side to the door, looking focused, typing on the keyboard and writing something.

As a middle-aged teacher in the new era, Zhao Xuefeng has a series of characteristics such as being friendly, keeping up with the trend, being good at work, and never delaying class, which is deeply loved by students.

The students of the seventh class of liberal arts, whether they study or not, will give him some face. Because of this, Zhao Xuefeng was able to be their homeroom teacher.

Jiang Lan knocked on the door: "Mr. Zhao, are you looking for us?" ”

Zhao Xuefeng retracted his hands hanging on the keyboard when he heard the sound.

"Xu Jing will come first. Stop the water and you wait a while. ”

Jiang Lan retreated outside the office and closed the door by the way.

……

After talking for about four or five minutes, Xu Jing came out and let Jiang Lan in.

At this moment, it is the recess before the fourth class, most of the Chinese teachers have classes, and there are only two teachers and students left in the cramped office, which actually seems a little empty.

After closing the door, Zhao Xuefeng looked at Jiang Lan with a complicated expression.

"Teacher Zhao, are you looking for me?"

"Stop the water, you've been here for two weeks, haven't you? Do you feel like you're not feeling right in? ”

Jiang Lan thought about it, but it didn't seem to be.

If there is anything that is not adaptable, it is that it is too simple to teach.

However, he still said: "Wen Zong Sanmen is a little difficult, I will pay attention." ”

"Well, after all, you used to study science, and it's normal for Wen Zong to be a little struggling...... I heard that your grades were okay? The three main subjects shouldn't be a big problem. ”

Zhao Xuefeng muttered while habitually touching his shaved chin.

Jiang Lan wanted to speak and stopped, stopped talking and wanted, and finally nodded.

He didn't just have good grades, he was the kind of ...... However, the top 1 of the three consecutive before rebirth was only won in the second semester of the third year of high school, and at this time, he was only in the first echelon of the top science class attached to Shandong University, and he was not particularly strong.

Forget it's all the same, too lazy to correct it.

"So-"

Zhao Xuefeng's tone changed and he pushed his glasses.

"How are you going to explain that you haven't turned in your math homework since you switched?"

“……”

It must have been Wu Jiayan's flat-chested tigress complaint.

Jiang Lan's face did not change: "I don't explain, I don't write it, I don't write it." ”

"Why?"

Jiang Lan scratched his head: "Because it's useless, Teacher Jiang arranged it so simply......"

"Huh?"

Zhao Xuefeng tried his best to maintain a kind smile: "You mean Teacher Lai Jiang?" It's not good to bully people, it's not good to beat you, right? ”

Jiang Lan nodded very sincerely: "I think my approach is fine, instead of doing the questions I knew a long time ago, it is better to give the weak subjects some time, right?" ”

"Yes, that's true."

Zhao Xuefeng nodded earnestly, "I don't object to your policy, but you also have to pay attention to a degree, the homework assigned by the teacher still has to be completed step by step." Maybe you are good at math, but the difficulty of Mr. Jiang's homework needs to refer to the overall level of the classmates. ”

So, why waste time writing useless homework? I'm going to find questions to do myself. How can you always be the first in the grade? ”

"Braggadocio about you, you're still the first in the grade, and it's like you've taken the exam."

Zhao Xuefeng smiled angrily at him, "Don't be the first, if you can enter the top fifty at the end of this term, I will directly ask everyone in our class to play live CS!" ”

Jiang Lan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly confirmed with him: "Brother Feng, what you said is true?" ”

“…… I didn't say anything. ”

"Crooked! I hear you, please play live CS as a class! ”

"Then you really go to the first fifty!"

Zhao Xuefeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Jiang Lan didn't hear the first half of the sentence.

As for the second half of the sentence......

There are about three or four hundred liberal arts students in each class of Huaishi No. 1 Middle School, and in the past five years, the best results set by ordinary class students are about 70 or 80.

If Zhishui is really so awesome, then he will pick up the treasure, and he won't mind breaking this fee.

Jiang Lan said tentatively: "Then, do I still need to write math homework?" ”

“…… So you're not going to repent!? ”

Zhao Xuefeng gritted his teeth like Zhou Pofen at the end of the term: "If you don't make it to the top 50, you will make up all the math homework I missed!" ”

Jiang Lan was still calm, and his expression was well-behaved: "If I can enter the top fifty, I won't need to, right?" ”

“…… If you can enter, you can get in! I'll go and discuss with Mr. Jiang, this will do! ”

"Good! Deal! ”

"I can't help you ......"

Zhao Xuefeng rubbed his temples with a headache.

"By the way, didn't you want to sit in a single seat when you came? I thought that Xu Jing had been sitting in a single seat before, so I sat with you together. How does it feel to get along? ”

Jiang Lan didn't speak, remembering the distance between the two, and thinking of the two days of getting along, he was stunned for a while.

"What's wrong? Unhappy? ”

"No, no."

Jiang Lan shook his head.

"Xu Jing is very quiet, she never disturbs my studies, and she is very easy to get along with. I think she's a good tablemate. ”

"Whew~ That's good."

Zhao Xuefeng's slightly frowning brows widened, revealing a smile: "I was worried that you wouldn't get along with her before." You know, this kid is more introverted......"

"Teacher Zhao, how much do you know about Xu Jing?"

Jiang Lan was a little stunned after asking, and he didn't know why he suddenly asked this.

Zhao Xuefeng obviously didn't expect it either, and his expression was a little surprised.

After a while, he pushed his glasses and smiled: "What do you want to do with this?" ”

“…… Didn't want to do anything. ”

Jiang Lan pretended to be calm and turned his head away, pretending to look at the cicadas chirping on the old locust tree outside the window: "I just feel that she has few words and is a little curious." ”

"Hahaha, I know, I know."

Zhao Xuefeng looked at Kaori Fujimiya on the computer desktop, and sighed softly: "As a class teacher, of course I know a lot. But if you're just curious, I can't advise. ”

"If I tell you something private casually, and you tell others unintentionally, even if there is no malice at the beginning, it will have a bad impact on Xu Jing in the end."

"I think you should understand that, right? Stop the water classmates. ”

"Understood."

Jiang Lan nodded, and the scene at the door of the water room flashed in front of his eyes.

"Still."

Zhao Xuefeng's words changed, "So far...... You are the table mate with the highest evaluation of Xu Jing. ”

"Huh? Not really, right? ”

Jiang Lan was a little unsettled in an instant: "She and I are just ordinary table ......"

"Don't be nervous, I know you're innocent."

Zhao Xuefeng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Jiang Lan realized that he had overreacted a little, and lowered his head in embarrassment. It is estimated that it is too hot, and my face is a little hot.

"I mean, you're a little bit more empathetic, so you can spot the brilliance of Xu Jing."

"Empathy?"

Jiang Lan is a little unclear, so I don't know what this word has to do with himself, a straight man of steel.

"People are social animals, and everyone actually wants to be understood. Xu Jing is like this, and so are you and me. That's what Habermas's communicative rationality says. ”

"Maybe you and Xu Jing are the same kind of people, so you understand her better than others. Maybe it's the other way around, and she'll be the one who understands you best. ”

After Zhao Xuefeng explained to him, he was also relieved.

"Okay, since it's appropriate, you can continue to sit at the same table, and I don't have to worry about it anymore. Let's go to class. ”

"Brother Feng, it's been five minutes since class......

"What's the panic, my last class. Come on, come on, you stand on both sides of me and walk together, this is called left and right servant shooting! ”

“…… It's good if you're happy. ”

On the way back, Jiang Lan glanced at his side, intentionally or unintentionally.

Xu Jing crossed her hands in front of her, and just looked up at him secretly, and when she found it, she quickly pressed her head down.

Jiang Lan scratched his head.

According to Zhao's mother, I understand this guy the most, and this guy may also understand me the most?

Outrageous.

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