Chapter 8 Does Brother Shen Want a Pen?
"Why can't you call it, let's take care of Brother Shen'......"
Liang Yuan said a little disappreciatively, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Che's light cough.
Seeing this, Zhou Shikun on the side hurriedly explained: "Sister Yi is the pillar of our 20th class, isn't it an exaggeration to call Sister Yi?" ”
Dai Xun nodded as if he didn't understand, quickly hid the strange emotion in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Then will I follow Sister Yi in the future?" ”
"Don't make a fuss."
"Hee-hee~ By the way, I heard that the rankings of this exam have all come out, and the next class is the class of the old class, and he will definitely talk about it."
"I guess so."
In Xu Zhiyi's memory, his grades were stable throughout his senior year of high school. She wasn't worried about the results of this exam, but only about the next important exam.
If the regression is too big by then, I will definitely be interviewed by many teachers.
"I did well in the exam this time, and I guess I will be scolded to death by my father when I go home at the end of the month." Dai Xi cried with a small face, and said weakly.
"It's okay, it's okay to work hard next time, and it's normal for grades to fluctuate."
In Xu Zhiyi's comforting voice, the class bell finally rang, and Dai Xi reluctantly returned to his position.
Xu Zhiyi took out English textbooks and resource books from his desk, preparing to go to class, but suddenly felt that someone was playing with his hair.
She tilted her head slightly, and saw Shen Che lying on her desk, one arm pillowed under her head, and the corners of her mouth looked at her with a smile.
"What for?" She asked, lowering her voice.
"I didn't bring a pen, so I'll lend it to you."
Don't have a pen with you?
What is the difference between a student who goes to school without a pen and a soldier who goes to the battlefield without a gun?
Xu Zhiyi couldn't help but complain silently in his heart, and was about to take out a pen from his pencil case and give it to him, but Liang Yuan, who was separated from Shen Che by a corridor, suddenly spoke: "Brother Shen, you didn't bring a pen to tell me, I have a lot." ”
After speaking, without waiting for the two to speak, he directly touched his hand into the desk and took out several pens.
"Brother Shen, give."
“……”
Looking at the pen handed to him, Shen Che's face froze, and he took it after two seconds of silence.
Seeing that there was nothing to do, Xu Zhiyi turned back and prepared to continue studying.
However, within a few seconds, he was slapped twice from behind.
"Huh?"
"Is there a red pen? I'm going to correct my mistakes. ”
Hearing this, Xu Zhiyi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
Did she hear it right? Shen Dashao even wants to correct his mistakes?
Just as Xu Zhiyi was about to pick up his red pen and give it to him, Liang Yuan's voice sounded again from the right rear: "Red pen? I have a red pen too, huh? Brother Shen, you wait, I'll find it for you. ”
“……”
Shen Che couldn't bear it: "You don't study much day by day, and you still have a lot of pens, right?" ”
"Brother Shen, you don't understand, do you? There is a saying that there are a lot of stationery. Liang Yuan looked proud.
"Tsk."
Shen Che grabbed his hair irritably and didn't say anything more.
Zhou Shikun on the side smiled meaningfully: "Liang Yuan, did you say that Brother Shen wanted a pen?" ”
"Isn't it? He said it himself! ”
Hearing this, Zhou Shikun shook his head helplessly: "In your life, don't think about finding a girlfriend." ”
"Why?! Kunzi, you make it clear to me, why can't I find a girlfriend? ”
……
Listening to the sound of bickering in his ears, the corners of Xu Zhiyi's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.
She took out a red pen from the pencil case and handed it to the person in the back row without looking back: "I just have two, give you one." ”
"Thank you, sister." Shen Che's voice with a deep smile came from behind him. Liang Yuan and Zhou Shikun were still arguing, and it wasn't until Zhang Zhiyuan walked in with a book and a thermos cup that the two quieted down.
Zhang Zhiyuan is the class teacher and physics teacher of Class 20, he is nearly 40 years old, and he is a strict teacher, and many students in Class 20 are afraid of him.
When he stood on the podium with a straight face, the entire classroom fell into a dead silence.
Not only because of his own strong coercion and aura, but also because of the report card in his hand that symbolizes the ranking of the twentieth class exam.
Finally, he spoke—
"The results of this mid-term exam have come out, and the results of our class this time are not ideal, the average score is three points lower than that of class 9, ranking second in the whole grade......"
As the two science classes with the best grades in the third year of high school, the ninth class and the twentieth class have always been secretly compared, and if anyone is lower than the other party, they will definitely be reprimanded by the head teacher.
"In this exam, the top 100 in our class accounted for 26, the top 50 accounted for 14, and the top 10 in age, and there were three students in our class, namely Yang Xueyi, who was ninth, Peng Yaodong, who was sixth, and ...... Xu Zhiyi, second in grade. ”
After Zhang Zhiyuan said this, the whole classroom suddenly burst into applause.
Xu Zhiyi couldn't help but applaud.
In the midst of applause, she heard a soft sneer from behind her: "No...... College bully, what are you applauding? ”
Xu Zhiyi's applause paused, and then lightly drummed a few times.
This time it was applause, and next time she was waiting for criticism and questioning......
After the applause, everyone was ready to be criticized, who knew that Zhang Zhiyuan's voice changed, and he actually said: "The results of this exam have passed, you just know it in your own hearts, I won't say anything." ”
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Who knew that in the next second, Zhang Zhiyuan said again: "The next exam is the most important thing." ”
“!”
Even Xu Zhiyi was slightly surprised.
What's next?
"Next week, the whole Tongcheng will organize a joint entrance examination for high school, and all middle schools will participate, and the rankings will be pulled through when the time comes. I am saying that this exam is very important, and I hope that students will take it seriously......"
Xu Zhiyi couldn't listen to the next words, and his mind was full of the words "it's over".
Originally, she thought that the mid-term exam had just passed, and it would be a while before the next exam, but she didn't want to suddenly take a full joint exam.
There are only about ten days left, and even if she studies hard, it is estimated that it will be too late.
But no matter what, we still have to hurry up, and if we can consolidate a little more, we won't die too ugly when the time comes.
After secretly making a decision in his heart, in the next few days, Xu Zhiyi put his mind on studying, and almost forgot to sleep and eat.
Sometimes even Dai Xi couldn't help but ask her, why do you have to work so hard when her grades are already very good?
Xu Zhiyi is simply suffering to say, who would have thought that the current Xu Zhiyi has actually changed his soul a long time ago.
The real her is a migrant worker from many years later......
In stark contrast to Xu Zhiyi's hard work is Shen Che and his party, who live an extremely chic and unrestrained life. You don't have to stick to the time for morning and evening self-study, and even the main class will occasionally skip it. On weekdays, the teacher doesn't listen much to lectures, either sleeping, or burying his head in reading extracurricular books and playing with his mobile phone.
However, the principal said hello on the first day, don't interfere with them casually, so the subject teachers can only turn a blind eye.
However, over time, some "gossip" has gradually spread in schools......