Chapter 626 The Most Romantic Thing - Unwilling (Part 2)
"Well, you're right."
Wei Ze laughed and said, "I heard someone talking like this just now. How about we go around and listen."
Zhao Xiang looked at Ren Yuan and pulled Wei Ze.
"What are you pulling me for?" Wei Ze knocked away Zhao Xiang's stretched out hand with a "pop", "If you don't go, I will... Hey, you're crazy!"
"No," Zhao Xiang ducked away with a smile and nuzzled his lips towards Ren Yuan who was not far away, "What are you talking about? The squad leader is looking at you."
"Monitor, look at me, monitor..." Looking over at Zhao Xiang's line of sight, Wei Ze smiled sarcastically and scratched his head, "Hey, monitor is really here, I thought Zhao Xiang was joking."
"Yeah." Ren Yuan responded, glanced at Wei Ze, looked at Zhao Xiang, and pulled Wang Ningning forward.
"Hey," Wang Ningning was startled, and quickly followed her, "They want to hear what Jiang Xiangyang and Wen Yiyi are talking about. Why don't we go together? How can we..."
"What I said today is quite good." Ren Yuan said calmly, "Isn't it the same with them listening?"
"Ah? Oh!" Wang Ningning looked back and then turned her head again, "Yes, you are right. Wei Ze, that big mouth, will definitely come to the classroom to talk about it later. I almost forgot about it.
You are still smart."
Ren Yuan smiled and remained silent.
In fact, she is not smart at all!
She just didn't want to see Brother Xiangyang and Wen Yiyi standing together, it made her feel panicked!
This time, I'm afraid, my hope has been dashed again!
I couldn't help but sigh heavily in my heart.
Sure enough, when she returned to the classroom, sat down, picked up the book and flipped through it, Wei Ze came back.
Wen Yiyi scored 678 points!
It is 32 points higher than the second place with 646 points!
Except for history, which scored 98 points, the other five subjects all received perfect scores!
The moment she heard the news, Ren Yuan thought she would shed tears of sadness, but in the end, she just stared out the window.
It wasn't until her deskmate Wang Ningning pulled her arm hard that she came back to her senses.
When I looked up, I found that the Chinese teacher had already walked to the podium. He quickly stood up and shouted "stand up".
In a Chinese class, she didn't know what the teacher was talking about.
He didn't listen to a word, his mind was constantly bombarded with the news that Wei Ze had brought.
Later that day, she stared out the window alone in a daze for a long time. Finally, she stood up, walked out of the classroom, found her class teacher, and asked her about her first place in the school.
The class teacher told her with excitement that she was fourth in the school this time, only 1 point less than third place and 6 points less than second place.
She smiled. Is it still Wen Yiyi from Class 1 of junior high school who is number one in the school?
The head teacher was slightly startled, then laughed again, yes, it was still her!
She listened, nodded, turned around and walked out.
The head teacher's voice came from behind, "You are already doing very well. Come on, the teacher believes in you. You will be better in the future."
She paused, lifted her feet and walked out.
The future? Where is the future?
This midterm exam is your only chance!
And her grades were not as good as that person's after all!
Frustration, an unprecedented sense of frustration, hit her instantly, making her feel helpless and uncomfortable.
I ran to the dormitory alone and stayed for a long time. I wanted to cry, but found that no tears could come out.
What is it about her that can't compare to Wen Yiyi?
I feel unwilling!
I looked at the electronic watch in my hand and saw that it had already been fifteen minutes of class.
She hesitated for a moment, sat up, walked towards the door, took the washbasin to the faucet at the door, filled it with water, washed her face, then locked the dormitory door and walked towards the classroom.
Turning onto the main road in the middle of the campus, she hesitated for a moment and walked straight to the west. When she passed the classroom of Class 1 (1), she looked into the classroom through the open window in the back row from a distance of three or four meters.
passed.
A young female teacher is standing in front of the blackboard and writing on the blackboard.
She knew the female teacher, the Chinese teacher of Class 1, Junior High School. It was said that she just graduated from Jingyun Normal University last year. She was young, beautiful, liked to laugh, and spoke standard Jingyun Mandarin.
But their Chinese teacher is a rough guy in his thirties or almost forties, who speaks an authentic Huangji Town dialect!
Ren Yuan chuckled lightly. The best resources were given to the first class of junior high school (1). Therefore, their class's grades have always been the best. Therefore, Wen Yiyicai has always been the first in the school. Even the first class of junior high school
(1) The average score of the class seems to be the highest among the six classes.
She always thought that the head teacher's words were right. There was no merit in their first-grade classes. They were divided equally based on everyone's grades.
Now it seems that she was too naive.
"Okay, the correct answer has been written on the blackboard. Let's move on to the next question." The young and beautiful female teacher turned around with a youthful and beautiful face. "This question is a bit difficult. It is not a poem in our textbook. Chen Fang will answer it."
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Their Chinese language test paper for the midterm exam?
Ren Yuan's steps paused again, Chen Fang?
I couldn't help but look around the classroom again, and met a pair of eyes inadvertently.
Wen Yiyi?!
Wen Yiyi sitting by the window!
Just now, I was leaning against the window with my arms on my back. Now, I turned my head and looked at her!
The moment their eyes met, she seemed to see Wen Yiyi suddenly smile at her.
Illusion?
Ren Yuan was startled, blinked slightly, and looked at Wen Yiyi again. Under the fluffy bangs, smiling eyes were looking towards her, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled.
She seemed to see the small pear dimple on Wen Yiyi's mouth.
Ren Yuan was slightly startled, looking over so close and not too far away, and suddenly realized that Wen Yiyi was indeed a girl with outstanding appearance!
But, shouldn't Wen Yiyi be listening to the class very seriously at this moment?
Why did he suddenly turn around to look at her?
Does Wen Yiyi remember her?
Or are you provoking her? Is she falling behind again?
Ren Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the person by the window nonchalantly, only to find that the person had turned his head.
It turns out that I thought too much.
Ren Yuan lowered his head, looked at the road under his feet, shook his head, and smiled bitterly, yes, he was overthinking.
How could a girl like Wen Yiyi remember her?
Except for the midterm exam last semester, they met once and exchanged a few words. Brother Xiangyang was also present at that time. At other times, they had never met. Just like when they saw Wen Yiyi, she would avoid looking at her immediately, or
Go around.
There was never a chance to meet or talk again.
"Well, this poem is a poem by Du Fu, taken from his..."
A loud boy's voice came from the classroom.
Ren Yuan inadvertently turned his head and looked into the classroom of Class 1, Junior High School, and saw a familiar figure, a sunny boy in dark green clothes.
Chen Fang?
Ren Yuan chuckled lightly and raised his hand to wipe the hair that had spread around his ears.
Chen Fang!
The boy who missed Luo Hua, the boy who said she was a tomboy.
Inadvertently, I suddenly saw something flying out of the window of the first class of junior high school and flying towards me.