Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 165
Sitting next to F High is a student from City No. [-] High, who is also the strongest opponent that Lao Wu often talks about.

In the last preliminary round, City No. [-] High School was the school with the highest number of students staying, so over the years, the strength of teachers is comparable to that of F High School.

There are not a few students with top grades in City No. [-] High School. In the past, the highest grades in each year would be higher than that of F High School. Since F has surpassed Ji Shen and Xie Ying'an in the past few years, City No. [-] High School has never failed to do so for three consecutive years. Higher than F in the highest score.

It is also because of this that the school attaches great importance to the results of this competition this time.

Ji Yanchen will leave school to enter university in the second half of this year, and Xie Ying'an will only stay in school for a year.

And the following high school officials observed for a whole year, and did not see a good Miao Miao with such potential as the two of them.

So in this last year, the school has tried every means to squeeze Xie Ying'an, leaving the school with a good grade that cannot be surpassed in the first and third years of the city.

At least give F Gao a chance to catch his breath, after all, it feels very uncomfortable to be overwhelmed by others.

City No. [-] High School also accompanied two teachers this time, but both of them were female teachers. One was fat and the other was thin, and they looked very capable in the past.

At this moment, the two female teachers were talking to Teacher Sun, and they didn't know what they were talking about. From time to time, the fat teacher's hearty laughter came.

When there were many people sitting in the middle, Qingran would feel stuffy. This time, taking advantage of not many people, she chose a seat on the side of the aisle.

The pain in her head was being relieved, she leaned on the back of the chair, her eyes slightly dozing.

"Hey?"

There was a deliberately lowered voice beside him speaking, it was a boy's voice, Qingran was not familiar with this voice, so he ignored it.

"Hello? Classmate?"

This time the voice seemed to be closer to her, and Qingran felt that her sleeves were pulled slightly, she frowned unconsciously and opened her eyes to look over.

Bending over and standing in front of Qingran was a boy wearing glasses. The boy was extremely fair and clean, and he was wearing the school uniform of No. [-] High School in the city. Qingran didn't know him.

It may be that seeing Qingran look over, the boy blushed a little embarrassedly, he was a little shy, groped around the gap in his trousers with his hands that had no place to rest, and finally scratched his head simply: "That, that classmate, you Okay, are you feeling unwell? I see that your face is a little pale."

The boy stumbled a few times before he could utter a complete sentence.

It was a stranger's concern, Qingran forced a smile: "I'm fine, classmate, thank you for your concern."

The boy also smiled shyly: "It's fine, it's fine."

After saying that, he slid back to his seat.

Only then did Qingran see that there was only an aisle between her and the boy. She glanced at the boy, and sat next to the boy with a girl wearing a uniform from the No. [-] high school in the city. He looked at the boy with a displeased look before, but the boy turned his head to that side, unable to see what expression he had.

There is only one aisle away, even if the girl's voice is not high, Kiyozo can hear it——

"Bai Wenxing, you didn't care about her because of her beautiful girls, did you?"

The boy named Bai Wenxing won't stutter at all now, his voice is a little soft: "What nonsense are you talking about? I see that his face is a little pale, and I'm concerned if he is sick."

"Fart!" The girl was a little aggressive: "The girls sitting in the row with her all looked a little pale, why didn't I see you asking others?"

This time the girl's voice was a lot higher, and she could hear a bit of jealousy.

Bai Wenxing hurriedly glanced at Qingran, and Qingran closed his eyes before he could look over.

Only then did Bai Wenxing breathe a sigh of relief, his meek voice was already tinged with displeasure: "This is all my own business, why do you interfere?"

The girl seemed to be choking, she was silent for a while before saying: "Yes, it's your business, I just want to remind you not to forget, standing on the stage above, we are rivals!"

After that, Bai Wenxing didn't speak any more, and neither did the girl.

Qingran was afraid of embarrassment, so she didn't open her eyes until Xie Ying'an came back.

Xie Yingan came back from the cafeteria without eating breakfast, and he handed the bought breakfast to Qingran.

The agreed-upon steamed buns turned into hot steamed buns, and Qingran didn't feel hungry, so he barely ate a steamed stuffed bun.

Xie Ying'an didn't know where to get a pair of disposable gloves, and he was sitting next to Qingran carefully peeling the egg shells.

After a while, he handed the peeled egg to Qingran.

Qingran was used to his behavior for a long time. She didn't want to eat, and when she was about to refuse, she saw surprised eyes looking around.

There are Fang Jin's, Teacher Sun's, and the girl who was jealous of Bai Wenxing just now.

After the girl was surprised, she patted Bai Wenxing's arm to signal Bai Wenxing to look over, and yelled: "Bai Wenxing, Bai Wenxing, look at that girl, there is a top-notch, wow! He looks so handsome, and the two of them are sitting together It's just a man and a woman, look at it—”

Bai Wenxing didn't look over, he ignored the girl.

After all the students arrived, there was still half an hour before the start of the competition.

Old Wu walked towards Xie Ying'an, his expression was solemn, and his voice was serious: "Xie Ying'an, the results of this rematch are closely related to your... impulsive behavior in class two last time, cough! Whether you want to demerit or not, so you must Do your best and don't feel—"

"Old Wu!" Li Qingmo, who was sitting behind Xie Ying'an, became a little interested when he heard the words. He leaned his head over and asked curiously: "What about me? I also ran to the second class to be impulsive. Did you follow me?" The same treatment as Xie Yingan?"

Old Wu's face was visibly stiff for a moment. Li Qingmo has been ignoring the school rules for many years. Is he still afraid of being demerited?
Also, what do you mean by "I also ran to the second class and got impulsive"?To beat Liang Fan who is not easy to mess with like that, is it because of his impulse?

Sun Ningzhi, who had just had breakfast, came from behind, and her tone was a little helpless: "If you can also pass the semi-finals this time, I will apply to the director, and your merits and demerits will be offset."

Li Qingmo spread his hands, looking as if he didn't care about the beating: "Okay! I'll do my best."

Even if it's his statement.

Old Wu and Sun Ningzhi looked at each other: Forget it, with this thorn in the side, it's better not to try to threaten them with memorization.

Neither Xie Ying'an nor Li Qingmo cared whether they would be demerited or not.

Old Wu thought for a while, then turned his head and smiled at Qingran with crow's feet. His eyes inadvertently passed Xie Ying'an's face as if he hadn't heard him, and he chose to hand over the heavy responsibility to Qingran: "Li Qingran, this time You must work hard in the rematch, if you can pass the rematch this time, with so many students in the class, you can choose to change your deskmate at will."

Qingran was startled, did she tell Lao Wu that she wanted to change the tablemate?Why is Lao Wu's words so misleading?

But facing Old Wu's gaze of "I'm very optimistic about you", Qingran finally nodded stiffly.

Seeing this, Xie Ying'an, who was half leaning on the back of the chair beside her, finally sat up straight, and the young man's thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

Although he knew that Old Wu's words were just a trick designed to provoke him, he still couldn't help but take it to heart.

After getting Qingran's answer, Old Wu leisurely turned around with his hands behind his back and faced the stage in front of them, with a triumphant smile showing on the corner of his mouth.

Little boy, fight with me?
I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice!
　It's the end of the month, ask for a small ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)