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Chapter 5 Sprint placement test!(1/2)

Yes came in as soon as he sat down. He studied for four evening classes every year in the third year of high school, and teachers in various subjects were rotated. Today, he is English teacher Luo Li, graduated from Oxford, has a wealthy family, a beautiful person and a good personality, and boys like her.

Loli held a stack of sealed papers, "How are you doing in English?"

"The teacher is so scared!" Song Yi raised his hand in the last row and shouted, "I miss you so much during the exam, teacher."

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Luo Li was angry and funny, "It's not difficult for the teacher, it's because you think it's difficult. Do you still find it difficult for the exam with snacks?"

English class representative Wang Lulu sighed, "It's difficult to study hard."

One sentence aroused the whole class's feelings, and the class wailed in a crowd.

“The warm-up exam is really hard.”

"After the warm-up exam, I don't dare to think about the class division exam in a month."

"I guess it's hard to get two hundred in total science."

"I can burn the incense for a hundred and fifteen in the fuck."

"Mathematics doesn't know me."

Someone raised his hand in the back row, and he was the Sports Committee member Luo Han, 1.94 meters tall, nicknamed Dahan.

"Teacher, I just want to ask, is it English that I speak in listening? Is it fake English before?"

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom, and some people were haha, and their faces were even worse than crying.

Luo Li said, "Okay, okay, everyone is not afraid of it. All previous warm-up exams are just as tragic. The class division exam will not be so difficult in a month."

"When will the results be obtained?" someone asked in a low voice.

"This time, the teacher who just came to the senior year and the senior year of high school were reviewing the papers overnight. The results will be released tomorrow night. We will explain the questions in detail when the papers are released."

Luo Li mentioned two groups of teachers and suddenly broke the tacit window paper. Someone immediately asked, "Are we going to change teachers?"

"We won't change for the time being, and the specific teacher allocation has not been determined yet." Luo Li said, "We are still in the summer vacation tutoring stage. After a month, the teacher-student configurations of each class will be settled."

There was no one making noise in the classroom, and it was so quiet that it was so quiet. Although this class was as fate would, magically, more than half of them were top students. In addition to a few bastards, the rest were also good students who struggled hard in the middle and upper reaches.

Class division is a knife hanging in everyone's heart.

Wang Lulu asked, "Teacher, have you made your arrangements? Are you following the senior high school?"

Luo Li smiled softly, "I and my senior year, and I will probably continue to be with a lot of people in this class."

This hint is obvious. Luo Li will be with the elite class of the senior high school. Some people in the class suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but more people looked confused and lost, those who were not sure whether they could stay or those who felt that they would probably leave.

"By the way, I found that some students had negative attitudes in the exam this time." Loli suddenly said: "There are all the questions in English subjects, including listening, but the composition only wrote two sentences."

The bottom suddenly exploded again, and Wang Lulu said shockedly: "I'll go, this time English is like a heavenly book, can you still be correct?"

"We are both humans, and the same Nine Sects! We have been compared to fools?" Zhang Shangai was frustrated, and after sighing, he suddenly looked at the back row of the first group.

Not only him, but all the eyes looked at Yes from all directions. Yes was originally lazily lying on the table, but was guilty of being looked at. He Xiu next to him suddenly said, "It's not me."

Yes was stunned, "What do they think of you?"

He Xiu asked seriously, "What if it is?"

“…”

Luo Li sighed, "It's true that it's not He Xiu, the fonts vary greatly. But our class has the best English scores. If it's one of you, I hope I can come to me to chat during evening self-study breaks."

After the matter was over, Luo Li sat down in front of the podium and continued to review the papers, and the people below began to study themselves.

Yes glanced forward and found that many people had bought a general student, and the n-books were piled up on the table, which could make everyone flood.

Xiaopang, who was sitting in front, sorted out the textbooks of various subjects, and then spread out a piece of white paper to write the study plan.

The group of gangsters was shaking.

Song Yi: Friends, you may not believe it. My deskmate finished his study plan before school starts. It’s so generous.

Following a photo below, Song Yi pinched his thumb and index finger together, two centimeters of air between them.

Wu Xing: So awesome, who is the master?

Song Yi: Zhang Shangai.

Wu Xing:...Oh, normal operation.

Song Yi: Let me leave quickly, divide the class and let me go. The look he looked at me just now, I am afraid that it wasn’t for me to study with him.

Yes turned his head and looked at Song Yifang. Song Yi immediately showed a pitiful expression. Yes turned his head expressionlessly, as if he had no emotions.

Let you grab the seat, it's time.

Wu Xing: Everyone in our class bought exercise books wildly. I was a little confused and didn’t know what to buy. I felt like I should buy everything.

Song Yi: Buy an egg exercise book.

Wu Xing: Why don’t you buy an egg?

Song Yi: Thank you for having eggs. Let Yes see what his deskmate bought. You can buy it with He Xiu.

Wu Xing: Ah? Yes and He Xiu did it?

Yes finally couldn't bear it: Can you change the typo? I'm straight and homophobic.

Wu Xing withdrew the message, changed the typo, and sent it back.

Yes put away his cell phone, stuffed the schoolbag under his arm into the desk, and took the opportunity to glance at He Xiu next to him.

I feel a little guilty.

He Xiu's desk was filled with a box of tissue paper, a bottle of mineral water, a pack of light pink packaging of candy, and a book he was reading.

Yes coughed and slept down to sleep, facing He Xiu's face and looked at the title of the book from below.

"How Japanese Master Makes a Good Bowl of Ramen"

Yes: "?"

Yes sat upright and looked at the inner page of the book from the side. It was not a workbook with fake skins, with pictures and texts inside. He Xiugang saw the fifth page, which was painted with a hand-painted char siu, explaining how fat and thin should be alternating.

Yes' movements were too large, and it was difficult for He Xiu to pretend that he could not see them, so he had to turn the book to him and handed a questioning look.

Together?

Yes knew He Xiu for three years before he was reborn, but he didn't say a few words. He only knew that he was introverted and cold, but he didn't realize that he still liked to show off.

"It's my third year of high school," said Yes.

He Xiu nodded, "Yes."

That indifferent spirit made Yes suspect that the above conversation happened in the bathhouse.

Two old men shook their fans to cupping, one said, "It's going to rain." The other said, "Yes."

Yes decided to change his perspective, "Is it difficult to warm up the exam?"

"It's not difficult." He Xiu replied without any trouble, "It's all about to ruin knowledge points, nothing new."

“…”

This pretending was too majestic, and Yes felt that he needed to slow down.

He had some impression of the general situation of the warm-up exam that year. Although He Xiu remained first, his total score was more than 40 years lower than usual. This was a shame and humiliation for a god who always maintained almost full marks in the whole subject.

You just show off your fucking pretentiousness. The results made you cry so much that you would never want to eat char siu in your life. Yes thought to himself.

"Don't you read it?" He Xiu turned the book to his side again. Yes realized that he had been leaning against the book while he was just talking.

"No." Yes suddenly felt a little discouraged, and he felt unspeakable. He was like a punching cotton, and the cotton didn't feel any pain. This feeling was like the "Hey!" and "Hmm." Before rebirth, he had been repeated for three years.

He Xiu took back the book, but Yes did not take back his gaze and just stared at him.

This time He Xiu was a little uncomfortable. He fell into confusion at the book and obviously didn't read it.

"Do you eat candy?" He Xiu asked suddenly, put down the book, and pinched the bag of light pink packaging of candy.

Before, the pack of candy was pressed face down on the table, and I could only see a pile of Japanese words. This time, when I turned over, Yes saw a few honey candies on the front, which were bags of fruit candy.

"I don't eat sweets." Yes felt that he was so fucking cold that it made people goosebumps. If there was a little girl beside him, he would probably have to bow down under his jeans.

He Xiu had no reaction and tore open the bag, which contained small packaging one by one. He tore open one and put it in his mouth, "It smells like white peach."

White peach. It sounds different from peach. Although it is also a peach, it just feels so high-end, more elegant, less vulgar, and more sweet...

"You really don't eat it?" He Xiu took out another one, "Try it, this sugar is not greasy."

As soon as he spoke, Yes actually smelled the sweet peach smell. Before he could think of how to refuse, he had already taken the candy over.

He Xiu lowered his head and continued reading. Yes stuffed candy into his mouth. He glanced at the guy in his eyes and suddenly felt excited. He turned the book forward and read it again, and raised his hand to fiddle with the sharp tissue on the paper.

A piece of paper was broken and his ears were broken, and he was a bit cute.

Mortals really don’t understand the brain circuit of the God of Learning.

...

...

During lunch the next day, Yes suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the cafeteria was a little depressing.
To be continued...
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