Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 957 The Most Romantic Thing - Something to Do
"Brother Yang, be humble."

The boy on the left in the front row glanced at Xia Yang, then at the little fat man, and then at Xia Yang, "If it wasn't for Brother Yang's good teaching, no matter how smart we are, we can only compete with Duke Zhou in our dreams. "

The words made all four of them laugh.

"That's right, Brother Yang, the three of us will all mess with you from now on."

The little fat man struck while the iron was hot, winked at the two boys who turned around in the front row, and then looked at Xia Yang.

The two boys understood in an instant, like chickens pecking at food, they nodded and echoed: "Yes, Brother Yang, we will all listen to Brother Yang from now on."

Xia Yang's arm leaning against the cold wall could not help but move to the left.

The wall is cool in summer and autumn, but now it is not so cool!His heart was so cold that he suddenly became sober again.

"Okay," Xia Yang replied cheerfully, "From now on, let's work hard together and strive for new achievements."

"Okay." "Okay." "Yeah."

The chorus of the three people instantly attracted the attention of the front and left.

Sweeping the eyes of those looking over, Xia Yang smiled and lowered his voice a little: "Keep your voice down, we are underachievers, we can't disturb those gifted students."

With a sound of "puchi", the little fat man laughed, raised his hand and patted Xia Yang's right arm, "Brother Yang is too modest, if Brother Yang is an underachiever, then do we still have gifted students?"

"That's it." "Isn't it?"

The two boys in the front row glanced to the right sideways, then turned their heads to agree.

"We are indeed underachievers, it's just that we got lucky once in a while," Xia Yang twitched his mouth slightly, "After all, one time can't represent N times, we are not those class leaders, subjects represent or something, people always pass the exam every time Well, let's be humble."

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, low-key like Brother Yang."

"Okay, don't talk about it, everyone is busy with their own work, I still have something to do."

Xia Yang waved his hands to the three of them, turned the pen in his hand, and spread out the notebook in front of him.

The three looked at each other twice, and then looked at Xia Yang. The two boys in the front row turned their heads away. The little fat man leaned on Xia Yang's left hand side, looked at the empty book in front of Xia Yang, and saw the fifth eye. When I was there, I noticed that there seemed to be a figure flashing by the back door.

Turning his head, he was shocked, and immediately lay down on the table, pretending to fall asleep, after thinking about it, he was about to sit up again, after thinking about it again, he should lie on his stomach.

After all, Xia Yang is right, they are not gifted students who always get good grades in exams, if they really sit up and read books, it will look abnormal!

He should lie on the table and be that underachiever.

The head teacher, the head teacher who suddenly appeared at the back door, wouldn't 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 down on the table and thought about it, but he didn't understand it, but suddenly, he remembered another thing.

Does the head teacher not follow the routine now?When did he come here?Did you hear what they said before?

On second thought, so what if I heard it?
Xia Yang was right, they were underachievers, and the head teacher never liked them!
After learning that they got good grades at the end of last semester, the head teacher didn't pay much attention to them.

How about looking at them more?

From the corner of the corner of the fat man's eyes, he looked at Xia Yang, who was holding a pen on the right and kept spinning. Xia Yang was the first in the class in the mid-term exam last semester. It seemed that the head teacher didn't ask him a few times in class, and he didn't look at Xia Yang too often.

He remembered that he only called Xia Yang to the office once.

Now, Xia Yang took the first place in the class again.

First in class?

A thought popped out of my heart in an instant.

The head teacher didn't come to call Xia Yang to his office, did he?
Thinking of this, the little fat man slowly moved his fat head, which was already a little thinner, and looked at Xia Yang, wanting to remind him.

"Cough cough."

Suddenly, two coughs came from the back door.

Is the head teacher ready to speak?

The little fat man blinked and stopped turning to Xia Yang.

"Who is it?" "Who the hell is coughing so loudly?" "I wonder if the voice should be quieter?" "Ban..."

All kinds of discussions in the classroom disappeared the moment they turned their heads to look at the back door, and then turned their heads back immediately.

Look for S!The little fat man slightly raised his head and swept around the classroom, secretly laughing.

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 increased a bit.

Fortunately, Xia Yang reminded them just now, don't chat any more, go to your own business,
"Squad leader, with representatives of various subjects and class cadres, went to my office to get the textbooks and distributed them to everyone."

Hearing this, the little fat man looked at Xia Yang again.

The day after tomorrow is Wednesday. According to the previous practice, it should be a class meeting. Xia Yang took the exam twice and got the first place in the class. Could it be that the old class will arrange some duties for Xia Yang this semester?

But on second thought, it seemed that Lao Ban had never seen them before.

A thought that had just surged with a little enthusiasm disappeared in an instant.

"it is good."

A loud voice sounded in the classroom, "Let's go, everyone."

The little fat man shifted his gaze slightly and looked forward.

In every corner of the classroom, people stood up one after another, followed the monitor and walked out from the front door of the classroom.

The little fat man couldn't help but pursed his mouth, and he was right.

Those dwarfs who have always had better grades don't bother to go through the back door.

The head teacher also disdained to walk out of the classroom through the back door.

Sure enough, there are such apprentices as there are masters!

No, he still has to forge ahead, he wants to get close to Xia Yang and regain his former self-confidence!
He has lost a little weight now.

Last semester, after learning that Xia Yang was number one in the class, he pestered Xia Yang slyly and asked Xia Yang to teach him his homework.

He just wanted to try it.

After all, all along, although he and Xia Yang were at the same table, they really seldom chatted. The occasional small talk was also about those celebrities in the school.

However, he discovered and firmly believed that Xia Yang was different from him!
Because, when he was chatting, he found that Xia Yang's eyes flashed with determination, as if Xia Yang could do it if he wanted to.

That firmness, though fleeting, was captured by him.

This Xia Yang is different from him!
Sure enough, after "sleeping" for more than a month after class, he found that Xia Yang had changed.

He quietly used "sleeping" as a cover, and was surprised to find that Xia Yang was studying hard, and when the results came out, he was almost stunned.

The fourth-to-last person actually successfully counterattacked and became the first in the class!
At that moment, he firmly believed that he had the feeling of seeing Xia Yang for the first time. This person is different from him and has a lot to do!

(End of this chapter)