Song Ranran didn't understand the meaning of Ji Shixue's last sentence, and returned to her seat with a question mark on her forehead.

The second section of QQQ is a mathematics class. Teacher Tang asked the class representative to send the test paper and started to teach the questions. When the bell rang, the last fill-in-the-blank question was just about to be discussed.

"Give the teacher another minute. This question is too simple. Half of you didn't get it right." Tang Wenli raised his hand to suppress the riots, wrote a series of derivation formulas on the blackboard, and came up with the final result. He threw down the chalk with satisfaction: "get out of class out!"

The music of the gathering sounded at the right time. As the class leader, Xu Yijia, as the squad leader, should manage the class order with the sports committee member and urge everyone to go to the playground.

Song Ranran put the test paper into the math book. Before she could put it back in the drawer, she felt a shadow covering her body, and it also had a pleasant scent of mint.

"Homework." Ji Shiseong extended three weekly reports to her and whispered.

"Thank you." Song Ranran said thank you, reorganized the weekly reports you submitted, and prepared to hand them downstairs when he passed by the English teaching and research group. When he turned to the latest copies he handed in, he wrinkled his face again and called Ji Shixue, who had already walked to the door: "Student Ji, you forgot to write your name again."

"Is that true?" Ji Shixu raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said, "I probably forgot, please write it for me."

"..." Song Ranran: "Okay."

She must find a way to get rid of his bad habit of forgetting to write a name, definitely.

If you don’t write your name in the future, you will have no grades.

Song Ranran once again helped Ji Shixue write down his name and clench his fists, and made sure to pay attention in his heart.

The music of the collection is about to end, and she trotted to the office of the English teaching and research group to deliver her weekly report.

Wu Qi was surprised when she heard that the whole class's homework was here: "Have you collected all of them? Including Ji Shixue, Ding Yifan and Zhang Xun?"

"Yes, the three of them have finished handing over." Song Ranran repeated with her before leaving the office.

When we arrived at the playground, the broadcast stopped.

No. 1 Middle School is very close to students' learning and physical fitness. During the second class every day, the radio gymnastics time is unmovable, and no one is exceptional. Even in the third year of high school, you have to put down your pen and get down from the Dream Chasing Building opposite. In the first year of high school, you do exercises in your second year of high school, and stand on the track and listen to the radio and running circle.

Everyone was already lined up, and Song Ranran couldn't just go in and destroy the formation casually. She just said hello to Xu Yijia, leaned back and walked around the back, and followed the boy at the end.

The boy glanced at her with his own eyes, raised a slight curve with his thin lips, and took a step back quietly, pulling the distance between the two.

Ding Yifan in front of him heard the movement and turned around, quickly turned back with an expression of "I saw nothing and knew nothing", and leaned over and bit his ears with Zhang Xun in front: "Song Ranran is behind Brother Shi standing! Where did she come out again? The two of them are still so tight!"

Zhang Xun turned his head and glanced, and the old god patted Ding Yifan on the shoulder: "Brother Shi didn't do anything, why are you panic? When Brother Shi wants to do anything, it's useless for you to panic."

The school leaders made a speech for a few minutes, basically saying that the school’s achievements commendation meeting was held after the noon lunch break.

Song Ranran fell to the end of the class like a small tail, and stood on tiptoe, but could not see the school leader.

Ji Shixue's figure was a head taller than her. When she looked around, she could only see his broad back. The sunlight shone from the front and poured on him, reflecting a thin shadow, just covering her figure.

The seasonal sequence is really high.

It turns out that not only tall men are holding the sky down, but also tall men are blocking the sun when it shines.

Song Ranran looked at the back in front and thought secretly.

Ji Shixue's hand was still in her pocket in the school uniform, and she stood up straight, and put the originally loose and bigger school uniform with a lazy and noble look. He turned his body sideways, nodded slightly, and looked down at Song Ranran with his eyes down: "Where do you want to go tonight?"

Seeing that she was confused, she added: "Didn't you say that you have dinner together this week, where do you want to eat?"

The hand inserted into the pocket of the school uniform slowly clenched into a fist, covering his tension.

Song Ranran remembered the misunderstanding in the woods on Friday, pursed her lips and tentatively said: "How was it like at noon today? Let's go to the cafeteria together?"

Although the canteen of No. 1 Middle School is not as good as No. 3 Middle School, the taste is also pretty good. The third floor of the canteen is an ordering area. It is fried in small bowls and small bowls, which can take care of everyone's taste. You can remind the master not to put ginger, garlic, peppercorns. Song Ranran has been there with Xu Yijia these days at noon, and the impression is pretty good.

Seasonal timing: "…"

There seemed something wrong with treating me to the cafeteria... Song Ranran blinked and asked, "Where do you want to eat?"

"..." Ji Shixu was asked, and he never paid attention to what he had to eat. All he could remember were takeout orders from major restaurants, which were not suitable for dates, so he chose to find foreign players: "Zhang Xun, do you have any recommendations?"

Zhang Xun's eyes turned and arranged a long list of menus in a very cooperative manner: "Shuixi Restaurant recently launched a lover's date package, Jiangting Shui Bar has a sweetheart package, and the couple's private room in the Coast City Restaurant changed a new theme not long ago..."

It sounds like a guide to find in the ranking of the must-choose restaurants for couples.

Ding Yifan blushed when he heard it, and he didn't know whether he was shy or angry. Looking at Ji Shixu's expression as if he was taken for granted, he felt even more like he was so he just inserted his ears and covered his eyes, not listening or watching.

Ji Shixu nodded slightly and turned to Song Ranran: "Where do you want to go?"

Song Ranran was knocked unconscious by the series of "dates" and "couples", and then said for a while: "We are still students, so it's not good to go to those places. I'll think about where there is something delicious."

Ji Shixu frowned when he heard this, but said nothing, and just responded softly: "I'll think about it and tell me."

.

When Song Ranran thought about it, she thought of physics class, but she still didn't think of somewhere in addition to the cafeteria, she and Ji Shixue were suitable for ordinary high school students.

Zhang Jianda walked up to the podium with great enthusiasm, knocked on the blackboard and asked, "Have you done all the questions on the paper?"

"No..." The audience responded silently.

"Young people, teenagers, how can you be so unvigorous! Where are your energy and spirits? You just don't like to show off!" Zhang Jianda cursed them with a smile and said, "The teacher believes that there are still classmates who can do it."

Then he drew two problem-solving areas on the blackboard, and even without looking at the bottom, he called out with his hands behind his back: "A group of second to last, three rows, come up."

Xu Jia was mentally prepared and was too lazy to lift his eyelids, so he stepped over Wu Zhihao and walked out.

Song Ranran in front of his seat was still thinking about what to eat in the last second, but was caught in the second, for some reason: "Teacher, I don't know."

Zhang Jianda exclaimed, looked up, and his face was still a little unbelievable: "Why are you sitting here?"

After looking around the classroom, I finally saw the person he was looking for in the back row of the fourth group, and was looking at him with a sarcastic look on his face.

"You just turned around and didn't even take the exam, so it's normal that you can't sit. This is how..." Zhang Jianda remembered that his new classmate had already sat in the original sequential position, so he hurriedly asked Song Ranran to sit down and looked to the side: "Second leader, come up and do it."

Xu Yijia responded and stood next to Xu Jia.

"Teacher, don't you think of Song Ranran as Brother Shi!" Wu Zhihao took the lead in swearing him.

"Do you care about me? Have you done that question?" Zhang Jianda glanced at him and continued: "The teacher went to the office to get something, and gave you another 5 minutes to think about what the problem is."

The people in Class 7 used to being neither big nor small with him, and said, "The teacher is walking quickly and going back slowly, so I won't send you off~"

Then they started to play their own things, but few people watched the test papers.

Song Ranran looked at the blackboard with concern. Xu Yijia and Xu Jia leaned side by side, each writing their answers, and could not see any problems.

She felt relieved and continued to do the questions and search the materials. Although she still had no idea, she never gave up. She turned the exercise book and physics book one page after another.

Not long after, Wu Zhihao poked her from behind.

Song Ranran was a little puzzled, but she looked back at him.

"Brother Shi gave it to you." Wu Zhihao handed over a history book, and there seemed to be a piece of draft paper inside.

The textbooks I received on Friday are all in the seasonal sequence, and the historical compulsory book that did not have a name is also there.

Song Ranran knew it, thanked softly, took it over and prepared to stuff it into the drawer.

The history class in the afternoon has been occupied by the commendation conference and the textbooks cannot be used.

Wu Zhihao quickly added: "There is something on the draft paper, don't ignore it."

Song Ranran opened as he said.

The draft paper was sandwiched between the cover and the title page of the book. She picked up the draft paper and was about to look closely. When she saw that there were a few more ink marks on the blank title page of the book, it was a row of running scripts with unrestrained pen tips.

Ji Shixue had already written her name for her.

Song Ranran didn't find it strange, so she turned her eyes back on the draft paper, which also listed a long list of problem-solving steps in small characters on the running regular script, and accompanied by analysis, which could make people clearly understand the other party's problem-solving ideas.

Even, it looks a little familiar.

Song Ranran looked at the physical formulas and known data above, and became more familiar with them the more she looked. She took out the last big question of the test paper, compared it on both sides, and concluded: "It's the same question."

In the back row, Zhang Xun leaned back and leaned against Ding Yifan's desk. He was rushing to Ji Shixue with a flattering smile: "Brother Shi, wait until Song Ranran finishes reading it, let me take a look."

Ding Yifan looked like the sky was about to fall and murmured: "We have started to do questions for her, is it still far from helping her do homework..."
Chapter completed!