Chapter 9 This is the self-cultivation of a scholar
Just as I was thinking, the head teacher of Experimental Class 1 walked in with his textbook in his arms.
The two met.
"Teacher Zheng, Chen Yan, a freshman in your class, hasn't come to report it yet."
Zheng Hong knew that Chen Yan was in Class 7, and the head teachers of the experimental class were all so angry that they were itchy. This was really good for him.
"Oh, Chen Yan, that child has a cold these days and has taken a leave."
"But a small cold is so difficult that I won't even take the initial exam? You can't indulge in this way."
Zheng Hong was calm and did not care about this sentence: "Teacher Hu, I personally think that Chen Yan would not take the initial exam, and his strength was there. These small things are not important. You think so."
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Chen Yan slowly drank the porridge.
The boy's skin was cold and white, with clear outlines. The collar of the white shirt was slightly open, and his light brown eyes carried carelessly.
Where is the physical discomfort as Zheng Hong said?
I just don't bother to take the final exam.
Not long after I blocked my friend, the phone number came over there. Looking at the beating screen of the phone, he raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Yi: "You can't change your temper if you are so bad?"
Jiang Yi: "Brother Yan, have you heard from me that there is a girl I like? I am about to fall in love. I feel very uncomfortable. You are jealous of me, so you block me."
Jiang Yi couldn't find a reason. This was the only explanation he could think of.
After all, I have known Chen Yan for so many years, but I have never seen him get close to girls.
Chen Yan was amused by him.
He was lazy and dissatisfied: "It's just a pity that another flower has been put in cow dung."
Jiang Yi: It was connotated.
"If you don't talk about me, I'm surprised. If you don't stay in the experimental class, why do you have to come to Class 7?"
Chen Yan raised his eyelids and yelled: "I like it."
Jiang Yi rolled his eyes: "Others are pushing in with great force, so you can come to Class 7."
Chen Yan smiled and lengthened his tone: "What should I do? This may be the self-cultivation of a top student."
Damn, so cheap.
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Li Maoguo's desire for control has always been very strong. He may not care about Li Shu's achievements, but Li Shu needs to be absolutely obedient.
He can stay at home for ten days and half a month. He is too lazy to care about Shu Xiao’s missing outside, but Li Shu can’t do it.
Li Shu must monitor under his nose.
Even when I transferred to Li Shu in my second year of high school, I didn't have her consent.
Li Shu didn't know how Zheng Hong would tell Li Maoguo about living in the school. When he heard that Li Maoguo disagreed, Li Shu no longer had hope.
After she returned to her seat, Qiu Ning still read aloud: "As a woman at the age of three, she has been tired of the house. She has been happy and sleeping at night, and has been in court."
What a good voice.
People who work hard like this will be sorry for her efforts if they don’t take the top three exams in the class.
"I'll be the beginning of the exam tomorrow, it's so annoying."
"Don't talk to me, it will affect my cheat sheet."
"Come on, your trash grades failed your score."
"Hey, it hurts your self-esteem."
The voices of the two girls in the front row were weak and unheard against the backdrop of Qiu Ning.
Li Shu's eyes moved downward and fell on the black pen.
As soon as the sound of reading in her ears stopped, she heard Qiu Ning calling in the front row.
"Old man invigilator, you should be more at ease. If he catches him, it will be troublesome."
Sure enough, as soon as these words were said, the two of them stopped moving and turned their heads in the same way.
"true and false?"
"I'll go, really memorize it. The old man invigilator wishes he could use a microscope and his eyes swept around like a laser pen. Who dares to make small moves?"
Li Shu was a little spiritual, and she slit her fingertips slightly.
Chapter completed!