Chapter 830 The Most Romantic Thing - Possibilities (Part 2)
"Brother Yang, please be humble."
The boy on the left side of the front row glanced at Xia Yang, then at the little fat man, and then at Xia Yang, "If it weren't for Brother Yang's good teaching, no matter how smart we are, we can only compete with Duke Zhou in our dreams.
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The words made all four of them laugh.
"That's right, Brother Yang, from now on the three of us will hang out with you."
The little fat man struck while the iron was hot, winked at the two boys in the front row who turned around, and then looked at Xia Yang.
The two boys understood instantly, and like chickens pecking at each other, they agreed one after another: "Yes, Brother Yang, from now on we will all listen to Brother Yang."
Xia Yang's arm leaning against the cold wall couldn't help but move to the left.
It was cool to lean against this wall in summer and autumn, but it was really unusually cool to lean against now. It was so cool that his heart suddenly became much more awake.
"Okay," Xia Yang responded happily, "from now on, let's work hard together and strive for new achievements."
"Okay." "Okay." "Yeah."
The echoes of the three people instantly attracted the attention of those in front and on the left.
Glancing at the eyes of those who were looking over, Xia Yang smiled and lowered his voice a bit: "Tell your voice a little lower, we are drop-in students and we can't disturb those gifted students."
"Pfft", the little fat man laughed, raised his hand and patted Xia Yang's right arm, "Brother Yang is too humble. If Brother Yang falls into the lower grades, then do we still have gifted students?"
"That's right." "Isn't it?"
The two boys in the front row glanced sideways to the right, then turned their heads to echo.
"We are indeed students. We just get lucky once in a while and pass the exam."
Well, let’s be more modest.”
After hearing this, several people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and nodded.
"Well," the little fat man spoke first, "Brother Yang is right, we all listen to Brother Yang."
"Yes, listen to Brother Yang."
"Well, listen to Brother Yang."
The two boys in the front row quickly agreed.
"We must be low-key, as low-key as Brother Yang."
"Okay, stop talking about it, everyone can go about their own business, I have something else to do."
Xia Yang waved to the three people, turned the pen in his hand, and opened the notebook in front of him.
The three of them looked at each other twice, and then at Xia Yang. The two boys in the front row turned their heads. The little fat man leaned to Xia Yang's left side, looked at the empty notebook in front of Xia Yang, and saw the fifth glance.
When I arrived, I noticed that there seemed to be a figure flashing by the back door.
He turned his head, feeling startled, and immediately lay down on the table, pretending to fall asleep. After thinking about it, he prepared to sit up again, but then thought again and decided to lie down.
After all, Xia Yang is right. They are not gifted students who always get good grades. If they really sit up and read with a book, it will look abnormal!
He should just lie down on the table and be the underachiever.
The head teacher, the head teacher who suddenly appeared at the back door, would not notice his abnormality!
But, why did the head teacher suddenly appear?
In his memory, the head teacher always only walked through the front door!
The little fat man lay on the table and thought for a while, but he didn't understand it, but suddenly, he remembered something.
Isn't the head teacher not following the routine anymore? When did he come here? Did he hear what they said before?
Then I thought about it, so what if I heard it?
Xia Yang is right, they are underachievers, and the head teacher never likes to see them!
After learning that they had achieved good results at the end of last semester, the head teacher didn't even look at them twice.
Why don't you look at them twice?
From the corner of his eye, the little fat man glanced at Xia Yang, who was holding a pen on the right and spinning around. Xia Yang ranked first in the class in the midterm exam last semester. It seemed that the class teacher didn't ask him a few questions during class, nor did he look at Xia Yang more than once.
He remembered that he only called Xia Yang to visit the office once.
Now, Xia Yang has ranked first in the class again.
First in the class?
An idea suddenly emerged from my heart.
Isn't the head teacher here to ask Xia Yang to go to his office?
Thinking of this, the little fat man slowly moved his fat head, which had become a little thinner, and looked towards Xia Yang, wanting to remind him.
"Ahem."
Two coughs suddenly came from the back door.
Is the head teacher ready to speak?
The little fat man blinked his eyes and stopped turning to Xia Yang.
"Who is it?" "Who is coughing so loudly?" "I wonder if you should lower your voice?" "Ban..."
The various discussions in the classroom died down the moment they turned to look at the back door, and then immediately looked back.
Looking for S, the little fat man raised his head slightly and glanced around the classroom, laughing to himself.
When he laughed for the fifth time, he looked at Xia Yang again from the corner of his eye, and the admiration in his eyes couldn't help but increase a little more.
Fortunately, Xia Yang just reminded them not to chat anymore and go about their business.
"Squad leader, along with the representatives of each subject and the class cadres, go to my office to collect the textbooks and distribute them to everyone."
When the little fat man heard this, he looked at Xia Yang again.
The day after tomorrow is Wednesday. According to the past practice, it should be the class meeting. Xia Yang has taken the exam twice and ranked first in the class. Could it be that the old class will also arrange a position for Xia Yang this semester?
But then I thought again, it seemed like Lao Ban had never seen them before.
The idea that had just surged with enthusiasm disappeared in an instant.
"good."
A loud voice rang in the classroom, "Let's go, everyone."
The little fat man's eyes moved slightly and looked forward.
I saw people in every corner of the classroom standing up one after another, and following the monitor, they walked out of the front door of the classroom.
The little fat man couldn't help but pout, and that's right.
Those dwarfs who always have better grades don't bother to leave through the back door.
The head teacher also didn't bother to leave the classroom through the back door.
Sure enough, there are just as many apprentices as there are masters!
No, he still has to forge ahead, he wants to move closer to Xia Yang and regain the confidence he once had!
He has lost some weight now.
After learning that Xia Yang was number one in the class last semester, he pestered Xia Yang to teach him his homework.
He originally just wanted to give it a try.
After all, he and Xia Yang had always been at the same table, but they rarely chatted. The few chats they had occasionally were about celebrities in the school.
However, he discovered and firmly believed that Xia Yang was different from him!
Because, while chatting, he noticed that Xia Yang had a determined look in his eyes, as if Xia Yang could do whatever he wanted.
That determination, although it flashed by, was captured by him.
This Xia Yang is different from him!
Sure enough, after more than a month of "sleeping" after class, he found that Xia Yang had changed.
He quietly used "sleeping" as a cover-up and was surprised to find that Xia Yang was studying seriously. When the results came out, he was almost stunned.
The person who was fourth from the bottom actually managed to counterattack and become the first in the class!
At that moment, he firmly believed what he felt when he first saw Xia Yang, that this person was different from him and had a lot to do!