Last time, I promised a bunch of things in Yang Yong's office, including unconditional cooperation to participate in any competition.

Ning Zhixu couldn't refuse, but obviously reluctantly.

Wang Yidong knew that this kid was unwilling to participate in these things, and he was not a positive character, so he could only follow the temptation: "If you win the ranking in this competition, it will be written into your file in the future." And our school has a guaranteed place every year, and you have performed well in the past two years, and strive to get a provincial outstanding student. Then when you are in your third year of high school, this place will definitely be yours. Ning Zhixu, this is about your lifelong future, you have a snack, and you don't know how to cause trouble. ”

"Hmm."

Wang Yidong spoke at length, only in exchange for the young man's hum voice.

Took the registration form from him, Lin Weixia happened to come into the office to find a class to take this form, and looked at each other, Lin Weixia was just about to greet him, and the young man turned sideways as if he ignored.

Lin Weixia was not annoyed.

Anyway, the closed training camp lasted for 12 days, and they had time to get along.

Moreover, there is no southern meaning.

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When Ning Zhixu returned to the classroom, he was just halfway through his self-study, and Nanyi was silently writing ancient poems.

He came in through the back door and pulled his chair behind her.

I put the form on the table.

Nan Yi glanced at it: "Ban Ren asked you to participate in the physics competition?" ”

"Hmm."

The young man turned sideways, his shoulders against the window, looked at the little girl silently for a while, and suddenly said, "Nanyi, I have to go to the game on Friday." Closed training camp, 12 days. ”

Nanyi's writing hand paused, and his gaze almost pierced a hole in the registration form: "So long? ”

"Hmm." Ning Zhixu frowned, looking at her with some concern: "What should I do?" ”

The south is wilting. The words of Nan Yaoye, Wang Wanying, and the girl who gave Ning Zhixu chocolates began to replay in their minds.

The little girl poked a few random strokes on the scratch paper with a pen and muttered, "Why are you so good?" ”

This compliment came from inexplicable.

Sensing that her mood was wrong, the young man raised his hand and touched her hair: "Don't want me to go?" ”

Nanyi didn't speak.

After a long time, she took out all the notes he copied for her in her schoolbag, and all the subjects were piled up as high as a hill.

The little girl looked at the young man seriously with her eyes open: "Ning Zhixu, if I memorize all these, will I be as good as you in the exam?" ”

The young man was slightly stunned, and there was a flash of emotion in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't react, Nanyi spread the rolls that she hadn't done in the table hole and were almost rubbish on the table.

"If it's not enough, I'll do these questions too, and I still have a lot of them at home."

Piles of notes and papers occupied Nanyi's full table.

Nanyi sat in the last row and glanced ahead.

The rest of the class had books and scrolls taller than people on their desks. No. 10 Middle School is a key high school in the city, and the students have developed a conscious habit since childhood, and they can study hard without the supervision of teachers.

So even though Wang Yidong makes them learn to relax every day, these people have taken learning as fun and are always doing questions.

These notes and volumes of Nanyi are simply not worth mentioning compared to them.

IQ doesn't seem to be on the same level either.

She couldn't keep up with Ning Zhixu's pace.

The little girl suddenly felt at a loss, and whispered sullenly: "It doesn't seem to be as good as you....."

Then he tilted his head to look at the boy who was always looking at her: "You're going to the best university in the future, right?" ”