Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 26: Chinese Math Lessons

"Tell me clearly, what happened just now?"

Tang Ji straddled his long legs and sat next to Ling Chuyang, on his own seat.

"What?" Ling Chuyang sat against the wall, looked at Tang Ji, and replied casually.

"Why is that hot temper targeting you? Also, what are you and that He Shiling looking at?"

It was only then that Tang Ji remembered, as if he, she, they all knew it, but he, Tang Ji alone, didn't know it!
What logic is this, he is Ling Chuyang Jiao Buli Meng's good brother, what about Ling Chuyang, he doesn't know.

"It turns out to be this." Ling Chuyang smiled, patted the bangs on his forehead casually, glanced at the front left of the classroom inadvertently, and immediately turned his eyes back.

In front of him was the Chinese test paper photographed by Ling Puchu. The bright red mark on it was 65 points. 65 points seemed to be a hindrance.

Huh?Tang Ji was startled, what did he see?
Ling Chuyang was smiling, the corners of his mouth were raised, curved into a beautiful arc, his slender eyes were also raised slightly, and his entire face suddenly softened.

He never knew that this kid could actually have such a side, a smile that was actually, very-good-looking.

"I said you were laughing. You said no just now." Tang Ji pointed at Ling Chuyang and repeated the old words, "What are you laughing at again? What good things are there, let's hear it."

"When am I smiling?" Ling Chuyang said calmly, "It's time for you to get some glasses."

"Just now, Mingming." Tang Ji blinked, eh?Is it really nearsighted?
Ling Chuyang in front of him is still an expressionless "paralyzed face" that has remained unchanged for thousands of years!
Hey, off topic again, Ling Chuyang hasn't answered his question yet.

"Why did she target you?" Tang Ji repeated again.

"Didn't you hear that, the grades were too poor, and it was a hindrance to their class."

Ling Chuyang closed the language test paper while talking, threw it on the stack of books in front of him, picked up a book and pressed it on top of the test paper.

"What do you charge? The first class is a Chinese class."

Tang Ji took out the test paper from under the book, and put it back in front of Ling Chuyang.

"Is a Chinese class a class?"

Ling Chuyang snorted disapprovingly, and pressed the test paper under the book again.

Tang Ji smiled and took out the test paper again. This time, instead of spreading it out in front of Ling Chuyang, he got it in front of him and began to study it.

It works!It's the same old way again!
Reading comprehension, ABCD, and 800 questions answered half of the questions.Turning to the last side, the composition is not full of [-] words.

"Brother, you can still think about it. The 4 multiple-choice questions in reading comprehension should not be sorted by ABCD every time, okay." Tang Ji was really speechless, "Also, this reading comprehension is still a teacher. Review the original topic that was taught in class, exactly the same original topic."

"Did you tell me?"

"I've talked about it." Tang Ji replied with certainty, "I've emphasized it three times, Li Bai's compulsory text "The Road to Shu is Difficult".

"forget."

After hearing Ling Chuyang's unsavoury reply, Tang Ji raised his head from the test paper, hey!
Ling Chuyang is, very leisurely, rubbing the bangs on his forehead one by one.

"Okay, what a cool thing to do, this is a classroom, not a corridor." Tang Ji knocked off Ling Chuyang's left hand, "This composition is 800 words, you have enough words anyway, and you write half of it every time."

"This time, it's enough, 678 words."

Ling Chuyang responded in a leisurely manner, with an irrelevant tone, and continued to manage the bangs with his hands, covering his forehead and half of his eyes.

"Yo, you still counted it yourself." Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with a teasing expression, "You can't count it too, it's almost 60 points, so don't do it."

"You're not like me yet."

Ling Chuyang snorted habitually, didn't answer any more, covered his mouth and yawned, then he leaned on the table.

"I'm different from you, I'm just poor in composition." Tang Ji shot back.

In the words of the Chinese teacher of Class 4, his composition is that the lazy woman's feet are stinky and long. If the composition is improved, there will be a qualitative leap in Chinese performance.

This is not bad, but how can it be improved?

The teacher said to read more to improve the sense of language.

He has read it, but the actual effect of the composition is not large. The reading comprehension has improved a lot, and now there is no point deduction.

The teacher also said that you should read more excellent compositions, imitate them first and then write them yourself.

Reading is reading, imitating is imitating, but when it comes to writing by yourself, you can either spell a sentence in the east, or add a sentence in the west. Done.In short, to borrow the last sentence of Mr. Zhuge's "Apprenticeship List" - I don't know what to say.

Rather than saying that the language is his pain, it is more accurate to say that the composition is the pain in his heart.

Alas, he and Xiao Yangyang are really a pair of brothers and sisters.

But Tang Ji knew that Ling Chuyang was different from him. Ling Chuyang, he simply didn't study, he slept in class, didn't do homework, made up the number of words in composition, and took exams casually.He wasn't like this before.Tang Ji couldn't help but think of junior high school.

At that time, Ling Chuyang was a man of the moment in Dexi Town Middle School.

Good grades, excellent in every school, never ranked among the top 5 in grades.Although there were only 5 classes in one grade in Dexi Town at that time, there were more than 300 students.

Ling Chuyang is one of the best in the world. He has been in competitions of all sizes: physics, mathematics, Chinese newspapers, and excellent diaries. Which time did he not come back with the top three prizes? It was published in the county newspaper.

At that time, Ling Chuyang still had a small flat head, no long bangs, slender eyes with a cool expression, and was named "the male god in town"!

There are never less love letters in the drawer. Xiaoyueyue from Class 4 was one of them back then, she thought they didn't know.

Now, what's the situation?Exactly, from the beginning of high school, what was the situation?No, no, it starts from the middle school entrance examination in the third year of junior high school?Or, go further.

But the accident started when the results of the junior high school entrance examination came down.

Ling Chuyang's language, 150 points in the test paper, actually only got 95 points.Usually 100 points, he has more than 90 points in the test.Not to mention, in the middle school entrance examination, Tang Ji, who thought he had no talent for language, scored 110 points in the language test. You must know that in his usual test, the 100-point test paper can't get 80 points, and the 120-point test paper can get 90 points. quite satisfied.

I don't know if Ling Chuyang fell asleep when he took the language test.

However, fortunately, he successfully entered Yunling Middle School.

Class 4 in high school, but was placed in Class [-] of the regular class.

In the first month of the mock test, Ling Chuyang ranked first in class 4 and rushed into the top 50 of the school's top 4 list, but Sun Weili, the head teacher of class 4, was so happy that he was regarded as the treasure of class [-].

This is what he should look like in Ling Chuyang.

However, two months later, Ling Chuyang suddenly changed, as if he didn't know what the wind was blowing again.

Chinese and English classes have become his dormant classes. The head teacher works hard every day. Hearing that, Tang Ji's scalp is numb every day.

Later, Tang Ji suddenly discovered that Ling Chuyang's hair began to spread over his forehead and toward his eyes, and he became accustomed to standing in front of the window in the corridor between classes and looking at the "scenery" of the stairs.

After that, Ling Chuyang's grades plummeted, and he slipped out of the top 900 list. He was around 4, and he also gave up No.1 in Class [-] to someone else. Of course, this other person was Tang Ji.

The only gratifying thing is that the grades of physics, chemistry and biology have not declined, and the grades of mathematics have been ranked No.3 in the whole school, and the distance from the full score is no more than 15 points. Together, Chinese and English are typical representatives of partial subjects with short legs.

Uncle Ling and Aunt Zhou also asked him many times when they came home at the end of the month, whether Ling Chuyang was stimulated in school, and Tang Ji was at a loss when asked.

What is the reason?

Ling Chuyang didn't say it, he, Tang Ji, naturally didn't know.

In this way, it has been swaying until the second year of high school winter vacation.

The strange thing is that this winter vacation exam, his grades have improved again, and he has rushed into the top 300 of the grade, which is almost the same as Tang Ji.Could it be that his conscience has found that in the past year and a half, he has failed too many people around him who worry about him?

I thought that after entering class 5, I could "return the prodigal son", but now it seems that I think too much.

Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, who was sleepy, and sighed. This is the second year of high school. Is he still going to go on like this?

"Ding—" A ready bell made Tang Ji come back to his senses.

His question was bypassed by this kid again. No wonder he couldn't improve his composition all the time.

It turned out that it was too easy to digress!
(End of this chapter)