Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 934 The Most Romantic Thing - Don't Say It

There are 47 students in the class!

Countdown No.4!
Fortunately, it's not the second-to-last in the class!

Of course, this ranking, if he doesn't say it, Xia Tian knows it!
Because, when making up lessons on the first day, Xia Tian directly said that the goal of the midterm exam should be set first.

He looked at Xia Tian with a face full of deception, and suppressed the words that he almost blurted out, "Why set goals, is it useful? He set the first place in the class, can it be achieved?"

Xia Tian glanced at him, flipped through the last few pages of the English textbook, flipped it on the table, and said, "Don't think about number one, it's not that simple, first pass all the subjects. Alright, let's talk about something else!"

Xia Yang was slightly taken aback, passed?

Xia Tian actually knew!
He failed English!Failed math!The language has just passed the passing line!

As for the history, politics and geography, he has never read it seriously!I haven't even turned over the book, and I just wrote it casually based on a few sentences I heard occasionally when I turned over and changed my posture in class!
Naturally, they all failed!
If he passes, can he still be ranked 47th in the class? !

He originally wanted to smash the jar, otherwise, the mother would lose face, and she might have to transfer him to another school, let him go back to Zhujiacun.

Who knew, my mother seemed to be okay, but she didn't ask about his grades!
It seems that he never cared about his grades, as long as he is studying in Jingyun No. [-] Middle School?

He originally thought that it would be good to just hang out like that, but the eyes of the head teacher, Mr. Chen, hurt him. What hurt him was also the unbearable appearance of his deskmate. Also, some of them thought they had good grades and got eight or nine in the exam. Very many people walked past him proudly when they were collecting their homework.

The deskmate yelled: "Our homework hasn't been finished yet."

The representative of the English department who was holding the homework glanced sideways at the deskmate: "You write slowly, and send it by yourself when you finish. I don't have time to wait for you."

Just because the homework book at the same table is full of "X" every time!
He is the same, either all "X", or almost half of them are "X"!
Seeing the figure of the representative of the English department walking out of the front door of the classroom arrogantly, his heart skipped a beat.

After the results of the monthly exam came out, the classroom seemed to be divided into grades, consciously or unconsciously. The girls at the front generally had better grades, and they themselves disdain to talk to boys!
The shorter boys sitting in the middle generally have better grades than the taller boys, so naturally they don't want to talk to them!
Even around the seat, he seemed to have suddenly discovered a problem. The positions where he and his deskmate were located, were they all in the bottom ranks? !

His circle is full of underachievers? ?

Suddenly I remembered that sentence I didn’t know where I saw it, maybe I heard what my mother once said, the status and level of the nearest five or six around you are your level!
Then, the current him is a real underachiever!

Looking out through the balcony on the second floor, Xia Yang's heart boiled like boiling water!
In the beginning, he really wanted to mess around!
After passing this semester, but at this moment, he feels uncomfortable in his heart!Unspeakably heart-stuffed and uncomfortable!

Just now, when he was passing by the washroom of the teaching building, he heard someone talking loudly, discussing the results of the exam.

In those discussions, he heard some proud scores!

85, ninety, 95!

He couldn't help turning his head to look at those people.

Those people smiled and hugged each other and walked straight out, without even throwing a wink at him, and went straight downstairs.

He looked at those people who went downstairs, and couldn't help but startled. Are these people from the first floor?Actually ran to their second floor to use the bathroom?
Really play!
"What are you looking at?" The little fat man at the same table took a few steps, then turned back, patted Xia Yang on the shoulder, and followed his gaze to look downstairs, "Hey, it's them!"

"You know him?" Xia Yang looked at the little fat man at the same table when he heard the words.

"It's not considered acquaintance." The little fat man at the same table laughed, and glanced at the few people downstairs who could no longer see clearly. "The alumni from primary school, who had good grades, are now in the elite class."

Xia Yang blinked, looked at the little fat man at the same table, and a surprised expression flashed across his face: "Alumni?"

I really can't see that the little fat man also has alumni from the elite class?
He also thought that the little fat man, like him, forced his way in from some unknown and remote school!
"Which elementary school did you use to go to?" Xia Yang glanced at the person who came up downstairs, then turned to the little fat man at the same table, and waved, "Let's go, we'll talk about it when we go back to the classroom."

After speaking, he raised his foot and walked straight to the classroom.

"okay!"

The little chubby guy at the same table followed over bumpily, and the little chubby flesh on his body trembled as he walked by.

"tell me the story."

Xia Yang leaned against the wall, and beckoned to the little fat man at the same table who followed him, "Which elementary school do those alumni of yours come from? Are they good grades?"

"I'm from the Primary School Affiliated to Jingyun No. [-] Middle School!"

Before the little fat man at the same table was seated, he started talking.

Xia Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the little fat man at the same table, the primary school affiliated to Jingyun No. [-] Middle School? ? ?
Is this Jingyun No. [-] Middle School's own elementary school?
As if aware of Xia Yang's confusion, the little fat man at the same table sat down and smiled: "It's the elementary school of our Jingyun No. [-] Middle School. Most of the junior high schools here are directly promoted from the attached elementary school."

Xia Yang raised his hand and scratched his head, mostly?

Unfortunately, he is another exception!Most of the other small part!
"What about the other part?" Xia Yang smacked his mouth and looked to the front and left of the classroom.

"Some of them were passed by other elementary schools."

The little fat man at the same table rubbed his hands, moved closer, and lowered his voice, "Of course, among these people, I heard that some of them are people with background and connections."

Xia Yang was slightly startled, and looked at the little fat man steadily.

What does this last word mean?
Does the background matter?

What background and connections does he have?He was just forced to come over by his mother.

"Let me tell you," the little fat man leaned over, "I've heard that those who have something to do with their backgrounds and their grades are not very good, or those who have passed the exams from other schools and their grades are not too good, basically they are all in the middle class." In our parallel classes, almost all the elite classes have good grades, even if they are promoted directly, they will be ranked according to their grades."

Before Xia Yang came, he felt guilty for a while: "Then what's the matter with you?"

What the little fat man said is not without reason!
He is the one with bad grades and no background!

"Me?" The little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, don't mention it, it will bring tears of sadness!"

Xia Yang's eyes trembled. Could it be that the little fat man has a self-righteous mother just like him?
Thinking of his mother, Xia Yang couldn't help but feel that the past was unbearable, and he burst into tears when he mentioned it!

(End of this chapter)