The next day was Monday, and Ling Xing still didn't go to class.

Ling's father and Ling's mother said on the phone that they were going to come back this afternoon to deal with Ling Xing's transfer to school, after all, it was such an important year in the third year of high school, and this matter couldn't be delayed like this forever.

But at 8:23 in the morning, Ling Xing received a call from Sister Yu again.

Sister Yu's voice on the other side of the microphone contained a bit of helplessness and a strong sense of powerlessness.

She said that the school would not expel Ms. Qiu for reporting cheating, but the school also made a series of concessions by readjusting Ms. Qiu to a class.

Now they want Ling Xing to go back to class.

Ling Xing held his phone and was silent for a long time, but finally nodded.

In such an important year as the third year of high school, no matter how good her grades are, changing schools is also a toss-up, and it should be impossible not to have any impact.

That afternoon, Ling Xing returned to school.

Sure enough, there was no shadow of Qiu Yilin in the classroom, Ling Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put all his energy into studying.

Nothing has hindered her determination to study anymore.

I heard Zeng Zhile say that Qiu Yilin was transferred to the seventh class of the second year of high school, which is a long distance from their class.

The seventh class of the second year of high school is also a good class, according to Qiu Yilin's results in these exams, she is actually not qualified to enter the seventh class of the second year of high school, but Sister Yu still has a glimmer of hope for her results.

After all, in Sister Yu's impression, Qiu Yilin used to be really good, she didn't know why Qiu Yilin was good, and she might never know.

Ji Yan should have been a little sad about Qiu Yilin's departure, and Ling Xing saw him staring at Qiu Yilin's empty seat in a daze several times.

Wen Musheng did not show the slightest abnormality to Qiu Yilin's departure, he used to really like Qiu Yilin, but now he really doesn't like Qiu Yilin.

Feelings are sometimes very inexplicable.

Ji Yan recovered on his own after sulking for a while, and now he was trying to talk to Ling Xing every day, but Ling Xing really didn't bother to talk to him.

The papers of the third year of high school are not just reflected in one student, even Sun Xin and Lu Qianmo have begun to take the road of forgetting to sleep and eat, not to mention those students whose grades are already in the middle and upper grades.

In this midterm exam, Yu Pan's score was the tenth in the grade, and the overall ranking of the grade increased by nearly ten places.

He is really an inspirational role model for my generation!

Some of the classmates in the class heard that Yu Pan was helping others make up classes and working as hourly workers to earn their own living expenses, and they all admired her.

While the malice is being consumed, the classmates of their age express more kindness.

A boy in the class also asked Yu Pan to help him make up the class after hearing about it, the boy's family is good, and the price is negotiable.

Ling Xing carefully looked at the boy several times, he had been in the same class for nearly a year and a half, Ling Xing knew this boy, but he didn't have a deep impression of him, which showed that this boy's sense of existence was not high.

The boy's name is Zhou Yang, he is tall, his skin is a little dark, his facial features are also very ordinary, and his grades belong to the middle and lower class.

According to his words, it is impossible to go up and down, and it is very uncomfortable to be stuck in the middle.

Who to teach is not to teach? After hearing the satisfactory price, Yu Pan agreed very happily.

But listening to Xia Nianchu, Yu Pan had not been making up for Zhou Yang's class for two weeks, and some small episodes occurred.

It was probably the second week of the make-up class, and Zhou Yang was a little careful about Yu Pan, and this careful thinking was keenly noticed by her.

At that time, Yu Pan had successfully lost weight, although she was still a little chubby in the past, but with her smart facial features, the whole person looked cute and delicate, full of youth.

Yu Yue is not bad, Yu Pan's foundation is good, of course she will become more beautiful if she loses weight.

Zhou Yang's temperament is not twisted at all, and after discovering his mind, he took a break in a late self-study tutoring class.

He stared at Yu Pan's delicate side face for a while, and suddenly stammered: "Yu Yu Yu Yu Pan, I, I think I...... Kind of like you. ”

Yu Pan's hand holding the pen paused suddenly, and it took her a long time to react, and she slowly looked sideways at Zhou Yang, and she tentatively asked: "Do you think the price set for the make-up class is too high?"

Zhou Yang was stunned, he didn't understand what was the price of the make-up class?

So he said, "No, no, no, no......"

Yu Pan thought carefully for a while, and made a difficult regression: "In this way, for the sake of our classmates, I will give you another 20 yuan cheaper per class, and it can only be like this, it really can't be less."

Zhou Yang, the eldest young master, has really not lacked money since he was a child, what he hates most is to use money to measure feelings, and immediately said: "What is cheap to talk about?" I just like you, isn't it? Why would you want to treat me like a commodity? ”

Yu Pan was completely stunned.

The long-term inferiority complex made her feel unbelievable, and at the same time, the first thing she suspected was, what did Zhou Yang like about her? What is there about her that Zhou Yang likes?

Thinking about it, Yu Pan didn't think of anything, the only thing she thought of being linked to Zhou Yang was a pure interest relationship.

So, Yu Pan shook his head and said firmly: "Don't let dirty love taint our pure interests, okay?"

Zhou Yang: "......"

Zhou Yang was so confused that he didn't expect Yu Pan to reject him directly, and the whole person looked a little decadent.

This young man is so young that he doesn't know how long the so-called future will be.

……

Ling Xing knew that the evaluation of her in the school bar was now mixed, some people said that she was habitually plagiarized, and she couldn't get the first grade without cheating.

Some people also said that her grades were originally good, and being able to take the first grade show that it was the result of enough hard work, which is normal.

There was a lot of noise in the school bar because she was reported for cheating this time, but Ling Xing didn't bother to pay attention at all, she paid more attention to the next mock exam and final exam.

The real strong speak with strength.

The countdown to the college entrance examination is only more than 100 days, and she can't waste any energy on anything else in these more than 100 days.

But Su Qingluo's case is an exception.

The location of the math competition was set at F University, and the participants were required to come one day in advance to familiarize themselves with the environment.

The teacher helped them to arrange a place for the students to live.

Ling Xing and his classmates could only arrive on the day of the competition, but fortunately, they were all in F City, and the distance was not too far.

After Su Qingluo decided to come to the competition, he ran here alone to find out the terrain, and had already left Ling Xing and the others a suitable position for observation.

This competition is destined to be a competition between geniuses and geniuses.

After coming to school, Zeng Zhile began to feel nervous for Su Qingluo.

On the way here, Zeng Zhile visited the campus of F University by the way, and then he was still a little satisfied with his attitude: "If I can't get into B University and Q University, I don't believe that I can't even get into F University."

Pei Yan on the side sneered when he heard this: "Don't be angry about this, according to your current results, if you don't make any progress, you really have to believe it."

Zeng Zhile crossed his hands on his hips: "Shut your stinky mouth!"

Pei Yan glanced at her lightly and stopped talking.

Ling Xing felt that these two people seemed to be even stranger, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

Whatever.

The main purpose of his coming here today was to see how Su Qingluo had won.

(End of chapter)