expired brother

Chapter 17 Just pretend, kid

Principal Qu, Vice-Principal Zhu and the middle-level leaders sent off Chen Qirui's parents, sighing for a while, and finally settled the matter.

The sparrows chirped at the top of the tree, the wind moved the forest tops, and the startled shadows passed by the feet.A group of people disbanded at the school gate, and went back to their posts to do their own work.

Wan Xiaoqian and Principal Qu went back to the principal's office, where there were still two brats waiting for him to claim them.

The brat didn't run away, and stood there waiting to be scolded——for such a big event, the aggrieved leaders had to scold a few words to vent their anger.

Ruan Fangyu thinks so, while Zhang Xinghang is Aiwujiwu.

Wan Xiaoqian was worried and anxious all morning, her voice became hoarse, and she couldn't utter a single extra word at this time.Looking at those two faces, there was no moralizing mood at all.

Principal Qu happily looked at the two students who were stuck in place like stakes, and said to Wan Xiaoqian, "It's okay, let's take it back."

"You've been tired all morning, you haven't eaten yet, go to the cafeteria and heat up two buns and eggs."

Wan Xiaoqian was not in the mood to eat steamed stuffed buns, so she forced a smile, said a few polite words, and led the two away.

The headmaster's room returned to silence. Qu Xiao put all the small teacups into the tea wash with bamboo clips, got up on his knees, and walked to the window.

With Wan Xiaoqian in front and the two students behind, they went out the door and walked across the teaching building side by side.The dense shade of trees on both sides of the Yong Road extends far away, and the sun is unshaded and unobstructed covering the body, passing by the hair tips of the teenagers, and the school uniform flutters in the wind, wantonly lightly.

Zhang Xinghang deliberately passed Ruan Fangyu, tilted his head and touched his shoulder, Ruan Fangyu took two steps sideways, and avoided it in disgust.

The campus is quiet, and occasionally a few sentences are read aloud.Qu Xiao touched the top of his bare head and said with emotion. "It's nice to be young."

After entering the teaching building, Wan Xiaoqian, who had bags under her eyes, completely let go of her breath.Unable to hide his exhaustion, he played with his hands. "You go back to class first, and find me after school at night."

In order to deal with fighting disputes, she transferred the two classes in the morning to the afternoon, and she hadn't prepared for the class yet, so she had to hurry up and write the lesson plans.

The language group is on the south side, and Wan Xiaoqian went up the south stairs.Zhang Xinghang and Ruan Fangyu walked back to work along the central stairs, and the bell rang when they were halfway there. Sports music mixed with whistles was played on the speakers, and the ground and the stairs began to rumble and tremble.

The second period in the morning is exercise between classes. In the background of music, students from all classes come out of the classroom, gather in the corridor, and file down the stairs like dogs chasing after each other.

Ruan Fangyu stood all morning and didn't want to go for a run, so she retreated to the corner to make way.Zhang Xinghang retreated after him.His back was pressed against the wall, and he habitually put his hands behind his back. He lowered his head slightly, stood quietly with downcast eyes, and stared at the ground obliquely in front of him.

It makes people feel that he made a big mistake and was punished here.

His expression and posture at the moment can be called professional, much better than the clumsy acting in the principal's office just now.

Standing in line for only 5 minutes, the students hurried down, and some even threw their school uniform jackets on while running down. Time was running out, and no one would notice that there were two people standing in the corner.

Ruan Fangyu caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, wondering who he was pretending to be so obedient all of a sudden, and muttered speechlessly.

"nerve."

The students on duty stayed in the classroom to wipe the blackboard and sweep the floor, and put the stools on the table while the classmates were not in the class to clean up.The window facing the door was open, and the wind blew in. Chalk splattered across the first three rows.

The blackboard wiper choked, coughed, and dusted the podium with a rag, muttering: "Don't we all use dust-free chalk now? When will the No. [-] Middle School be able to improve it." Their chalk is still old-fashioned, and the writing is just Foam.There are a lot of questions in the review stage, this thing has to consume three catties every class, and the corners and corners are stained, no matter how you sweep it, it will not be clean.

Fortunately, Wan Xiaoqian loves to pay attention to this hygiene.

Ruan Fangyu and Zhang Xinghang entered the door, the tables and chairs made noises, and they sat down respectively.

They missed two classes and needed to make up.Apart from Huang Yang and Ruan Fangyu, Zhang Xinghang was unfamiliar with everyone else in the class. He didn't know these people who were on duty.

The math class representative happened to be a student on duty, sweeping the floor in front, Ruan Fangyu looked up at him. "Jiang Ran, what did Lao Yu talk about last class?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Ran raised his head with a broom, glanced over Zhang Xinghang cautiously before falling on Ruan Fangyu's face, and pushed the small glasses on the bridge of his nose. "That's right, the answer to the paper last night. I talked about a few questions. I sent out a new one for me to take time to do." Although it was only the second semester of the second year of high school, they had already entered the round of brushing the questions in the third year of high school ahead of schedule.Mathematics teacher Lao Yutou is the leader.With more than 30 years of experience in the industry, he created a reincarnation mode of brushing questions-under the unified progress of the whole class, the old papers are exchanged for new ones, and students use the finished papers to exchange for new papers.Approve on the spot, correct mistakes on the spot.Everyone can adjust the learning pace according to their own situation.For Ruan Fangyu and class representatives who are above the average level of the class, you can make two more cards to increase the feel and experience.

For people like Han Fei, as long as they keep up with the big troops and don't lose the chain.The grading sprint has begun quietly.

Ruan Fangyu belongs to the front row of the sprint, and he finished the paper for this morning's talk yesterday.It's not very difficult, but I missed the last question of the additional question.Ruan Fangyu missed the explanation, and was going to find a paper to correct the answers by himself, and then give it to old Yutou to exchange for a new one.

He said to Jiang Ran: "Brother Ran, lend me yours."

The water is shallow and there are many kings, and there are brothers everywhere.Every day in the class, the seniority of brothers coming and going has long been chaotic.The only constant is the truth that whoever asks for help is the younger brother.

Jiang Ran was more shameless, and blushed when Ruan Fangyu called her so coquettish, she lowered her head and took out the corrected paper and handed it over. "If you don't understand anything, just ask me." After he finished speaking, he felt that the words were ambiguous. Usually, when only others in the class asked Ruan Fangyu questions, he seldom had questions that he didn't understand. There will be no one here.Huffing and correcting. "I said illegible..."

"it is good."

Ruan Fangyu unfolded the paper, her eyelids twitched. "Hey——" Is there still some illegible handwriting on this paper?

Jiang Ran's handwriting was neatly written on the bottom with a ruler.The scroll surface is clean without any traces of scribbling, and even the conditions for doing the questions are circled in a small volume tailored to the suit. The wrong questions are only marked with a red pen, corrected in the blank space, and post-it notes are pasted when there is not enough space.Even if it is patched, it is aligned with the edge, which can be called the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Ruan Fangyu held the red pen and watched Jiang Ran's error correction process.He raised his head and opened his mouth, just about to ask him if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder?Seeing that Jiang Ran was looking at him with innocent eyes, he swallowed it again.Rephrase and ask: "Don't you use the wrong set of questions?"

There is no limit to the sea of ​​questions in the third year of high school, and the papers that have been done will be lost without waiting until the review. The teachers of each subject have the experience of those who have experienced it, and let the students prepare a set of wrong questions early on.So when giving lectures, everyone randomly draws two strokes next to the test paper, and carefully corrects them in the wrong question book after class.Jiang Ran sorted out the papers so carefully, did he save the step of collecting wrong questions?

"I usually sort it out twice." Jiang Ran said, "To deepen the impression."

The second semester of the second year of high school began to tighten up, and there were very few people in the class who could follow up on the collection of wrong questions on time.Does Jiang Ran have time to sort it out twice?

Ruan Fangyu felt that this was so...perverted.But everyone has their own way of learning, and he didn't comment on it, just responded casually. "oh."

Ruan Fangyu and Jiang Ran are two extremes.His way of sorting out wrong questions can be described as the laziest in the class. He randomly draws a few steps next to the questions. After class, he cuts off the original questions and corrected steps and pastes them directly in the notebook.

Just like this one, it will be "cut into pieces" after being checked by Lao Yutou in a while.

Ruan Fangyu looked at her curly face, and suddenly remembered Wan Xiaoqian's handwriting on Zhang Xinghang last night, with a thin golden body.As soon as his gaze shifted to the side, Zhang Xinghang, who was looking down at the book, suddenly raised his eyes, and the two of them met again.

Zhang Xinghang rolled his eyes lazily, smiling at him with the joy of being caught on the spot.

Ruan Fangyu gritted her teeth and wanted to scold the street, why is it such a coincidence every time?Avoiding it now would only appear deliberate. He raised the paper and asked openly, "The answer, right?"

"Okay." Zhang Xinghang took it with a smile, took out the math paper from his school bag and spread it out on the table.

Out of curiosity to see his accuracy, Ruan Fangyu didn't turn her head back, but slanted.

The roll was blank.

Ruan Fangyu: "..." If I remember correctly, this should be my homework last night.This school bully doesn't even do his homework?

Zhang Xinghang pressed Ruan Fangyu's paper to his left and did not unfold it, and began to write his own paper on the spot.As if he could guess what Ruan Fangyu was thinking at the moment, he lowered his head and scanned the questions and said, "I used to know how to write, but I was too sleepy when I got home last night, so I forgot." B and C are marked on the back respectively.

Both are correct answers.

Ruan Fangyu was amazed at his mental arithmetic speed.

Zhang Xinghang guessed his thoughts again, raised his head and smiled slightly. "I was fooled." Turning over Ruan Fangyu's test paper on the left to read the answer, she raised her eyebrows and said briskly, "Mmm - good luck, I got everything right."

"..." Ruan Fangyu laughed mockingly. "Just pretend, kid."