My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

After reading, Zhao Ping glanced at Ye porcelain and shook his head helplessly.

I've long been painstakingly advised, but I don't listen.

What can I do?

So far, the progress of the winter camp has been more than half, and ye porcelain's situation is estimated to be difficult to improve.

She still has to continue to participate in the finals and continue to spend.

I don't know what the picture is.

Looking at her previous resume in Yunzhou No. 2 middle school, she is also very excellent and smart. How can she fail to bend here?

Ye porcelain has actually thought of this ranking and score.

She went up and took back her paper, slightly lowered her head and showed no expression.

When she returned to her seat, she heard Zhang Yanyan talking to the people next to her.

"... no wonder I was so angry last time. If I didn't even get a fraction of the total score of the paper, I wouldn't like to be seen by others."

"Shh, keep your voice down. She seems to hear it."

"Hear and hear. I'm telling the truth. She passed all the exams and was afraid of being told? Moreover, at this level, it's incredible that it's a school or a class with Ning Li and Pei song. Is there really nothing wrong with their school? "

"Hey, in fact, the two in Yunzhou No. 2 middle school are very powerful... They have always been the first and the second..."

"It's really two kings with a bronze. Oh, she may not even count bronze“

Zhang Yanyan said, glancing at Ye porcelain and hissing.

"Some people shouldn't even have an account."

Ye porcelain closes her eyes and wants to block her ears. What's more, she wants to tear Zhang Yanyan's mouth directly!

But what happened last time has been very ugly.

She can't do that again.

On the podium, Zhao Ping has begun to talk about the papers.

"The third small question of the penultimate big question was done by only five people in the class. In addition to the solution I just mentioned, there is another one. "

Zhao Ping said, looking at the last row of the classroom.

"Ning Li, Pei song. You two write the same solution to this problem. Discuss it and see who writes it? "

Everyone in the class turned back.

Yes.

It deserves to be the first and second from the same school. Even this can be hit.

Tan ruiqun couldn't help whispering:

"Pei song, have you learned this question before?"

Pei song shook his head.

"No."

Tan ruiqun looked at his paper.

"Then you two wrote the same solution? It's quite a coincidence. "

Pei song looks at Ning Li.

"We, who's going?"

Ningli Road:

"Go ahead."

Pei song nodded, got up from his seat and walked towards the podium.

The young man's figure was thin and straight, and his indifferent and alienated eyebrows and eyes were covered behind the lens. He took chalk and wrote.

His blackboard writing is very beautiful.

Some of the following students began to transcribe, and others were staring at it, thoughtful.

Pei song finished writing soon.

Zhao Ping stood by and said:

"Tell me about this."

Pei song nodded.

"OK."

The cool and sparse young voice sounded in the quiet classroom.

Several girls sitting in the front could not move away when their eyes fell on him.

When Pei song finished speaking, Zhao Ping nodded with appreciation and looked at Ning Li again.

"Ning Li, do you have anything else to add?"

Ning Li shook her head.

"No, I have the same idea as Pei song."

Pei song put the chalk back and smelled his hand.

But it was only a moment. Coupled with his consistent introverted mood, no one noticed this subtle action.

......

class is over.

Several girls gathered together and looked back from time to time.

"Pei song is really! Good grades and handsome looks. In contrast, the grass in our school is really hot! "

"Ah! Unfortunately, the winter camp is only two weeks... When it's over, you won't see this face! In other words, guess, does Pei song have a girlfriend? "

"I haven't heard of it, but there are many girls who like him in Yunzhou No. 2 middle school. If he wants to talk, it's not a matter of minutes?"

"Gee, people only have learning in their heart. How can they care about this?"

......

The classroom is noisy, but these words are intermittent. In fact, you can listen to them.

Pei song didn't seem to care much about these and looked calm.

He looked at the paper, looked at the problem for a moment, and finally folded it up and sandwiched it in the book.

Ning Li went to pick up the water and came back, passing by the girls.

Someone asked:

"Hey, Ning Li, can I ask you something?"

Ningli station:

"What?"

The girl lowered her voice:

"Do you know if Pei song likes anyone?"

Pei song's eyebrows moved and looked here.

Ning Li didn't notice, thought and said:

"I don't think so?"

In his impression, Pei song seems to be cold and light to everyone.

"Well, what does he like?"

Ning Li shook her head.

"I don't know."

Several girls showed regret.

Ning Li and he are classmates. She doesn't know, so they have nowhere to ask.

Pei song leaned back in his chair, lowered his eyes and saw the two words unconsciously written on the paper.

Ning Li.

He turned a page.

"Once said, Pei song is really No1 in the school grass I have seen. Even the school grass of Beijing No. 1 middle school is almost interesting compared with him."

A girl sighed.

Cao Jingxuan was sitting next to him. When he heard this, he smiled.

"That's not necessarily true. Isn't there still Mr. Lu?"

Ning Li was going to go back to her seat. When she heard this, she stepped slightly.

The girl asked suspiciously:

"Which senior LU?"

Cao Jingxuan smiled and said:

"Who else?"

"Lu Huai and, Lu Xuechang."