Come To the Question

Chu Fengqiu's hands were icy cold, and in an instant, it strangely calmed Song Man's inner manic depression.

Chu Fengqiu touched Song Man's finger and used his fingertip to draw a circle in Song Man's palm. There was no special meaning, but he just wanted to make Song Man calm down.

Whether Song Man really knew it or not, it wasn't very important to Chu Fengqiu anymore, the important thing was that Song Man was in a bad mood right now.

Song Man should be happy, Chu Fengqiu thought.

When Song Man is happy, she looks in a good mood.

Song Manan held Chu Fengqiu's hand, feeling the coolness in the sultry summer, lying on the table with his head on his side, smiling at Chu Fengqiu.

"This multiple-choice question is very difficult. Three students in our class have done it all right. Which three students are you? Raise your hand."

This time, both ancient poems and classical Chinese were difficult. The Chinese teacher looked at the single-question analysis and found that most of them made one or two mistakes, a few made three to four mistakes, and only three students got them all right.

Chu Fengqiu held Song Man with one hand, raised the other hand, and the other was a boy with glasses.

"Chu Fengqiu, Fan Ya, and a classmate?"

The Chinese teacher cast admiring glances at the two classmates who raised their hands, waiting for the third one to appear.

No one responded.

Everyone looked at each other.

The language teacher was a little strange, glanced at the analysis table in his hand, and there was indeed another classmate who was correct.

"Everyone has the right answer. You should know if you have everything right. There is another one who raises his hand. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. You can add points to the group."

Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School implements a group study system, divides students into groups, manages within the group, and uses small groups to evaluate excellence, so it is quite tempting for everyone to add points.

"I'm your group."

Song Man looked at Chu Fengqiu and asked in a low voice.

Chu Fengqiu nodded, she was the leader of their group.

Song Man raised his hand.

The language teacher was a little surprised, and the others were dumbfounded.

"Song Man, are you all right?"

"Teacher can take a look."

Song Man held up his answer sheet.

The language teacher really took Song Man's answer sheet over, and after checking it, he found that he was absolutely right.

"Not bad."

The language teacher's tone was a bit blunt and praised. After all, she had been mad at Song before.

"Shouldn't it be all covered up?"

"Meng Nengmeng is all right, right?"

Song Man heard someone whispering and didn't take it to heart.

"Teacher, the extra points should be counted."

Song Man raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Calculate."

The language teacher nodded, this is what she just said and it is impossible to take it back.

Song Man took back his answer card and threw a wink at Chu Fengqiu. Looking at Song Man's smug little eyes, Chu Fengqiu wanted to touch Song Man's head fiercely again. a handful.

But that can't be realized for the time being, Song Man will definitely blow his hair, Chu Fengqiu thought regretfully.

The language teacher continued to talk about the papers. Obviously, she also thought that Song Man could get all the multiple-choice questions right, because luck was more important than strength, so when she talked about the ancient poems, she called Song Man up.

"This ancient poem has stumped 80% of our classmates. Everyone has a high error rate in this question. Song Man, will you get up and translate this ancient poem?"

Song Man stood up and slipped his hand from Chu Fengqiu's hand.

The temperature in Chu Fengqiu's palm had long been infected by Song Man, and when the warmth disappeared suddenly, the fingertips were cold.

Everyone was waiting for Song Man to be speechless, or to watch her make up things, but she didn't expect her to translate the entire ancient poem very smoothly. Both the literal translation and the free translation were handled very well.

Just kidding, Song Man will let others see her joke.

Except for what she deliberately wants to show in front of others, or it is really an emergency, don't even think about it at other times.

Song Man looked at Chu Fengqiu, who quietly gave her a thumbs up.

Song Man raised his chin and sat down when he heard the teacher say to sit down.

Just as the bell rang after class, Song Man directed at Chu Fengqiu Le.

"Am I just handsome?"

"Handsome, great."

"Of course, don't even look at who I am, is it hard to get me a mere ancient poem?"

Song Man had a look on his face, then approached Chu Fengqiu, lowered his voice and whispered to her.

"Actually, it was because my father forced me to memorize this ancient poem before, and I copied it several times."

Song Man firmly maintained his personality.

Don't ask, just don't ask, recite it, be blind, Ou Huang.

Chu Fengqiu looked as if he believed it, but at the same time he didn't.

She just smiled at Song Man, with an incomprehensible look on her face.

After the two Chinese classes are over, it's a math class.

Chu Fengqiu was the monitor and also the representative of the math class. During the break, he came back with the answer sheet, and Song Man helped her pass it on.

Most of the students in the class didn't look up when they saw Song Man walking by, except for one person.

Song Manzao realized that someone was staring at her, and the eyes didn't contain any malicious intent. They seemed to be just pure curiosity. When Song Man looked back, that person would quickly look away.

Song Man remembered his name when he sent him the paper, it was the boy named Fan Ya.

She looks thin and small, with glasses, and her bangs are somewhat blocked, making her look very restrained.

He was one of the three people who had all the multiple-choice questions that the Chinese teacher said just now.

Song Man put the paper on her table, and she reached out and took it in front of her, her exposed wrist was slender, as thin as a girl's.

There was nothing about him that attracted Song Man, so Song Man just glanced at her and returned to his seat after sending out the test paper.

The last two classes are math classes. The math teacher is a short, humorous, middle-aged man. He never analyzes a bunch of things before he talks about the paper, and then checks the answers first, and then directly asks the students to read the questions that are wrong. Talk about the difficult problem, and then talk about the simpler problem.

Song Qinglan had a good sense of this math teacher, so she understood everything and listened to the teacher's questions with great interest.

The third thing the teacher said was the 12 multiple-choice questions.

"This question is actually not very difficult."

Most of the students in the class raised their voices of doubt.

"This question is a trick. It's digging holes and there are many traps. You are still young and you didn't see it."

When the math teacher said, there was still a happy expression on his face.

"Teacher, you didn't ask this question, did you?"

A classmate asked loudly.

"No talent, it's down."

The math teacher Wen Xuexi replied, with a smile of successful mischief on his face.

"There are not many people in the whole grade who got this question right. What makes me more happy is that three students in our class got it right."

Everyone was sighing for a while. Although the last question was admittedly difficult, in the past exams, their class was able to answer more than ten people, but this time there were only three.

"Which three students, raise your hand."

The math teacher looked at everyone with a smile.

Chu Fengqiu raised his hand.

"Is this a bonus?"

Song Man asked in a low voice.

"I do not know."

Chu Fengqiu replied softly.

"Chu Fengqiu, Fan Ya, who else is there?"

Song Man looked back in surprise when he heard the name behind.

The little boy pushed his glasses and looked unusually quiet.

"Teacher, is this correct? Do you add points?"

Song Man asked.

"Subgroup? Add."

As soon as the math teacher's voice fell, Song Man raised his hand.

"Fuck... why is she again..."

"This time it must be a cover up."

"Luck is also very good, I admire it."

Song Man shook his hand cheerfully, and the math teacher nodded to her with a smile.

"Three classmates, come to the stage and write down how you solved it."

"Teacher, I actually guessed this question."

Song Man looked sincere.

If the ancient poetry can still be fooled by the reason that he has memorized it, the problem of mathematics cannot be fooled.

If it is explained, it will be difficult to be kind.

If the head teacher knows, tell her father 100%.

Her father will definitely share this good news with her mother and Song Qinglan, and then she may receive a condolence call from Song Qinglan.

Song Qinglan didn't want to let Song Qinglan know at all.

Song Man may not be able to see many things clearly, but what she is sure is that she must have seen Song Qinglan's suspicion.

Sometimes it's tiring when you keep explaining to a person that you don't have a plan for one thing, because if people don't believe it, they don't believe it.

Song Man felt that even if Song Qinglan believed her 80%, if she had any unintentional actions in the future, Song Qinglan estimated that she would be able to make up for it immediately, and then 80% would become 0%.

Thinking about it makes me tired, Song Man is too lazy to fight with Song Qinglan.

There were broken thoughts in the class again, probably saying something like 'as expected'.

"If you guessed it right, you don't have to write it up, but I still want to praise you. After all, luck is also a part of strength. I will listen carefully and work hard next time. Next time, it will be the real strength."

The math teacher said encouragingly, and let the other two students go up with a smile.

Song Man nodded, stroking his fingertips on the math problem.

This teacher is so cute.

The reason why I liked mathematics at the beginning was not only because of the logic of mathematics, but also because of the teacher who enlightened me when I was ignorant.

The person who brought her into the world of mathematics was Song Qinglan.

Because her sister liked it, Song Man was also full of interest in mathematics at the beginning. In the end, she really felt the fun that mathematics can bring to people. Even if she is like this with Song Qinglan, she still loves mathematics.

In front of the blackboard, Chu Fengqiu and Fan Ya were writing the solution steps for the last question.

Chu Fengqiu finished writing first, with clear logical thinking, and it looked very smooth from the beginning, which made people feel pleasing to the eye.

Song Man felt comfortable looking at it and sighed in his heart. relieved.

Chu Fengqiu is really a person who makes people feel comfortable. Whether it is his appearance, personality, logical thinking or playing games, Song Man thinks it is simply perfect.

After watching Chu Fengqiu, she went to look at another one. Fan Ya was a little slower, and the writing was a little confusing, but in general, her thinking did not go astray, and she finally figured out the answer.

The math teacher praised both of them, and then analyzed it with Chu Fengqiu's answer.

Chu Fengqiu's expression didn't change after being praised. He was still not arrogant or impetuous, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth didn't change.

Seeing her like this, Song Man wanted to tease her, and deliberately put his hand in Chu Fengqiu's hand and scratched Chu Fengqiu's palm with his fingers.

His fingers were suddenly clenched, Song Man looked at Chu Fengqiu who was looking at her, raised his eyebrows at Chu Fengqiu, the corners of his eyes were full of youthful air.