Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 180 Good Exam

Even if the final exam is over, high school sophomores will still have to attend classes normally for another month. They are not worthy of two months of summer vacation.

This has been the case over the years, the teachers have long been used to it, and of course the students have to be forced to get used to it.

To use Lao Wu's Chicken Soup for the Soul, it means that you have learned it for yourself, and no one can take away the knowledge you put in your head.

Two days before the results of the final exam came out, Song Shize was more elated than ever before.

Even Ma Qingsheng, who has poor eyesight, could see his complacency.

Ma Qingsheng has always had a hidden gossip physique. He leaned in front of Song Shize with a shy face, and asked him with a smile: "Brother Ze, what happened? Make you so happy?"

Could it be that she finally got her wish and was dumped by Sister Ruan?

Unexpectedly, his brother Ze glanced at him and staged a face-changing mode in seconds.

Song Shize kept his face straight: "Why are you happy? What am I happy about?"

The curvature of the corners of your mouth can make people see the gums, and you still say you are unhappy?
"I was wrong. I was wrong, Brother Ze." Ma Qingsheng coaxed him, and instantly shrank his head and turned around, not daring to fart.

Song Shize ignored him and continued to lean on the back table humming an out-of-key tune in a good mood.

There must be something beautiful in such a good mood.

Ma Qingsheng didn't give up, seeing his tablemate Wu Zixian writing like an old god, not caring what Zege was happy about, Ma Qingsheng felt that Wu Zixian must know something.

Before the teacher came, Ma Qingsheng put his head in the middle and asked him in a low voice: "Do you know what good things happened to Brother Ze?"

Wu Zixian didn't respond.

Ma Qingsheng patted his writing arm: "Hey, hey, I'm talking to you."

Wu Zixian looked over with a dazed expression, he reached out to remove the earplugs from his ears, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Ma Qingsheng: "... when did you buy the earplugs?"

No, I'm digressing... Before Wu Zixian could answer, Ma Qingsheng's eyes frantically pointed to the back: "Brother Ze, I'm in a really good mood today, can you tell?"

"I didn't see it," Wu Zixian shook the earplugs in his hand: "I heard it."

Who doesn't know that they have a good relationship, as long as Brother Ze likes to hum when he's happy, it's nothing to say, the key is that he hums out of tune.

It was an auditory training for the surroundings.

Ma Qingsheng rubbed his hands: "Do you know why he is happy?"

Wu Zixian didn't know, but he was smart enough to make a good guess.

He stretched out two fingers, "There are only two things that can make Brother Ze happy. First, he passed the final exam; second, the transfer student from Class Two was beaten by Brother An and Brother Mo again."

"It must be because Liang Fan was beaten up," Ma Qingsheng said without hesitation, "It's better to count on myself than on Zege to do well in the exam."

Song Shize's exam scores were often not as good as his, and the two of them were almost evenly matched.

Wu Zixian twitched the corners of his mouth, but before he could speak, that bastard Ma Qingsheng turned his head again, trying to kill him.

He asked Song Shize enthusiastically: "Brother Ze, when did you hear that Liang Fan was beaten again..."

Wu Zixian hastily put earplugs in his ears. Even though the earplugs were plugged in, he still heard Song Shize's roar——

"Don't mention that bastard in front of me!"

have to!It seems that the beam is really getting bigger now.

上次梁帆被揍的事，由于涉及到早恋及校园暴力，教导主任下了命令, 这事只能他们几个人知道，绝不能传得人尽皆知。

All the parties involved agreed to it well, and it was not spread in private.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the dean, who overestimated the sealing ability of those girls. You must know that the "plastic friends" that Ruan Ruan found are all the best in gossip. When the storyteller.

Keeping them secret is simply as difficult as climbing the sky.

In fact, those girls didn't make much publicity, it was nothing more than——

Girl A said to her best friend: "XX, I will tell you something, you must not tell others, blah blah blah..."

×× nodded wildly, turned around and said to her good friend: "×××, I will tell you something, you must never tell others, blah blah blah..."

××× also frantically promised not to tell others, and turned around to see another girlfriend of hers...

The situation looped endlessly, and then almost half the school knew about it.

However, Song Shize is not interested in this matter at all. Now whenever someone mentions Liang Fan's name in front of him, he will start to reject it physically, which is manifested in nausea and nausea.

After all, in Song Shize's eyes, Liang Fan is just a bastard who can only complain, and he looks down on him in every possible way.

As a man, if you fight, you fight. If you can afford it, you can afford it. What kind of skill is it to sue your parents and family?
Complaining is something that even a three-year-old child can't do now.

It's strange that Song Shize can think highly of him.

Ma Qingsheng sat back down again with a dazed expression, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and said to Wu Zixian, "It's wrong, it's not because of Liang...then what, it's about the bastard."

Wu Zixian looked at Ma Qingsheng sympathetically: "..."

How should I tell you, in fact, I have already guessed eight or nine points?

"Strange..." Ma Qingsheng murmured to himself, "Could it be that brother Ze is really happy because he passed the exam this time?"

He shook his head, unable to convince himself with 100 reasons.

The final exam papers began to be typed out one after another in the afternoon, and the specific results and rankings would need to be announced the next morning.

Song Shize held his math test paper with 54 points in his hand, and he almost wanted to laugh up to the sky. He slapped the test paper on the desk, and the sound was loud.

Several people in front looked back, and saw that Song Er Shizu looked triumphant. That appearance was a bit higher than that of No. 1 in their class, and he was looking at people with his nostrils.

The students couldn't help wondering: Did Song Er Shizu do well in the test this time?

Ma Qingsheng stuffed his 18-point test paper into the desk hole, and turned his head to look at Song Shize's score, eyes full of envy.

He didn't hide his envy: "Brother Ze, why did you do so well in the exam this time?"

Song Shize raised his eyebrows twice, and said triumphantly: "This is the skill, you know? Learn more from me."

Ma Qingsheng nodded frantically: "Brother Ze, don't hide your secrets, you must teach me more about this good method."

Song Shize's face was full of arrogance: "It's not impossible to teach you, the main thing is, I'm so talented..."

Knowing that there would be another round of bragging, Wu Zixian reluctantly reached into the hole in the desk to touch the earplugs. I really don't know what Brother Ze is so proud of. He even got 61 points in the exam?Is he proud?

(End of this chapter)