irresistible sweetness

Chapter 33
Needless to say Zhang Hai, Wu Hui knew it well, and even several other teachers followed suit.

Class [-] of the second year of high school is a science class, but Feng Qingyue can even get full marks in liberal arts. This is the first time they have seen such a gifted student. It seems that Class [-] will have to be stricter in the future.

The people in class six didn't know at all that the future classes would become devil classes because of Feng Qingyue.

They are still immersed in joy now, Feng Qingyue passed the No.1 exam, just like they did the same.

In the past, their sixth class was famous because they were too gangsters, and Jiang Yuye, a super school bully, frightened them. When they mentioned Class [-], they were gangsters.

But this time, it was the first time they were out of the circle because of their grades, and they had to ask everyone when they went out: "The new number one in the whole school is in your class? Not bad, not bad, your sixth class is promising."

Gradually, they also have a sense of pride, walking on the road is always windy.

The class atmosphere was lively, Zhang Hai walked in, and the students who were running around immediately returned to their seats and sat down.

Zhang Hai cleared his throat: "This time, Feng Qingyue came first in the monthly exam. The teacher is not surprised at all, because the teacher sees your hard work on weekdays. You are worthy of this score, but even if you do well in the exam, we must remember Don’t be proud, solid and steady learning is the most important thing.”

"And you, you have to look up to Feng Qingyue. Students, as long as you work hard, everyone can shine. The teacher will never give up on you."

The students in Class Six were a little moved.

Although Zhang Hai told them every time that he would not give up on them, the impact of his visit was far less than this time.

Because they are watching Feng Qingyue's learning, every time she is the first one to come, and the last to learn.

It is said that she is a genius, but geniuses have to rely on their own efforts to climb up. She is not a fairy, and behind each of her perfect test papers is her sweat of hard work.

It was the first time that Class Six was so quiet.

Zhang Hai is a little relieved and a little sad. In his heart, every child has unlimited potential and should not give up.

Even if other teachers don't care about them, Zhang Hai will always be the one who teaches the most seriously. He is their class teacher and he has to be responsible to them.

After they had finished thinking about it, Zhang Hai changed the topic and said gently to Feng Qingyue: "Student Feng Qingyue, next Monday you will give a speech under the national flag, and you can talk about how to study, how to learn well, and share Take a look at your own learning experience, prepare the manuscript yourself, understand?"

"I know the teacher."

Feng Qingyue did not expect to be able to give a speech under the national flag. Usually, most of the outstanding students from each class came to the stage. Class [-] Chunchun only watched a play. It was the first time that it was so solemn, and the whole class began to stand for Feng Qingyue nervous.

Only the parties involved were not nervous at all, and they were reassured.

When everyone saw her confident appearance, they immediately felt relieved.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qingyue packed his schoolbag and went to the training class.

While passing Class [-], I ran into Zhou Linglan and Lin Han.

Zhou Linglan raised her eyebrows and looked at her coldly. Lin Han's eyes were a little red and swollen. It seemed that she must have been crying. When she saw Feng Qingyue, she averted her gaze.

Feng Qingyue didn't notice the hostility in Zhou Linglan's gaze, and entered the class past them.

Chu Wutong's eyes lit up when he saw Feng Qingyue: "Congratulations, sister Qingyue, you are the first in the monthly exam."

"Sister Chu, congratulations."

Chu Wutong is the first in the monthly exam of the third grade.

She heard the words "bad": "Don't mention it, when I was in the second year of high school, I couldn't get the sky-defying results like you. I got full marks in all subjects. Except for the two points deducted for Chinese, it might be the composition points deducted by you old Zhang. , I thought he would just give it a perfect score, it’s too stingy to be so stingy.”

Feng Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Compared to me, the test paper this time is a bit easier, if it is more difficult, I will not get full marks in the test."

Sensing a vague gaze sizing her up all the time, Feng Qingyue turned her head and met Lin Han's gaze, she turned her head in panic, and shrank on the seat like a quail.

Feng Qingyue frowned slightly, and when she heard Chu Wutong's voice, she turned her head and continued to talk to her, but why is Lin Han so weird today?As if holding back some big move.

Wu Hui was only halfway through the physics test questions when Lin Han clutched his stomach and asked Wu Hui for leave. Seeing that her face turned pale from the pain, Wu Hui let her go.

Lin Han packed his schoolbag, bowed his head and hurriedly left the classroom.

It was six o'clock in a blink of an eye.

Wu Hui assigned a more difficult test paper.

Because the rematch is going to be in mid-October, after next week, it will enter October, and there are still eight days of National Day holiday, every minute and every second of studying now is extremely precious.

After Feng Qingyue and An Yutang parted ways at the campus gate, they rode their bicycles towards the small block.

But within a few minutes, three unscrupulous youths with tattoos stood in front of her.

They glanced frivolously at Feng Qingyue, and said with a steamy smile: "Feng Qingyue, right? Please come with us, our sister Ling has something to do with you."

These three people purposely stuck in a place where no one was around. Feng Qingyue looked left and right and found that he couldn't escape. The difference in strength between the two sides was a bit large. Feng Qingyue was not going to confront them head-on. , I will go with you."

The leading young man laughed, and the other two immediately kicked her bicycle aside: "Don't be petty, no one wants your broken bicycle, let's go."

Feng Qingyue, who wanted to take the opportunity to call the police, had no choice but to give up his thoughts, and obediently followed them into the deep alley, put his hand into his pocket, and touched his phone quietly.

This alley has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are no residents around it. It is very remote and dark, and there are the most gangsters in this area.

Until turning a corner, Feng Qingyue was violently pushed by the person behind her, and she fell directly to the ground with her unsteady center of gravity. The skin on her white and tender palm was scratched, and bloodshot mixed with the mud seeped out.

She stood up indifferently, patted the soiled school uniform, and looked up at the few people standing in front of her.

Among them, she also saw two acquaintances.

One is Zhou Linglan with provocative eyes, and the other is Lin Han who hides behind Zhou Linglan with vicious eyes.

No wonder he looked at her in class, with evasive eyes, afraid that she would notice something, that he was here waiting for her.

"Ling Lan, this is the genius Xueba Feng Qingyue that you are proud of? It looks like this. Would Jiang Shao like this kind of lentils that are flat at the front and flat at the back?"

An enchanting girl's voice sounded.

Feng Qingyue looked behind Zhou Linglan, a beautiful girl with a hot figure and heavy makeup came out twisting her waist.

She raised her hand and brushed her hair, bringing a gust of fragrance, her eyes with thick eye shadow raised slightly, showing a provocative sneer: "Listen to Lily Lan, it's you who want to rob my boyfriend? You know me Who is it? I'm Ji Zhiyue in the middle school, if you dare to dig my corner, you're probably tired of work."

Feng Qingyue looked at her quietly, and smiled calmly: "May I ask who is your boyfriend?"

Ji Zhiyue squinted her eyes slightly to look at her, holding her head up like a proud peacock: "Yizhong, Jiang Yuye."

(End of this chapter)