Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

This year’s winter vacation came early, so the final exam came not long after the New Year’s holiday.

The atmosphere in the class is tense, and the top few in the class are full of strength. I hope to enter the key class at the beginning of the next semester.

Cheng Chu has no obsession with key classes, but Gu Miao's grades have been getting better and better recently, and she was able to successfully enter the key classes with just a few candidates in the last monthly exam.

If nothing happens, he can enter the key class next semester.

For this reason, Cheng Chu has become more serious in studying these days.

Next Monday will be the final exam, so on Friday, the teacher asked everyone to empty the table.

There was a mess in the classroom. Cheng Chu gently touched Gu Miao's sleeve, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to the key class?"

Amid the noise, Gu Miao lowered his eyes.

He doesn't really care about this. Anyway, he only immersed himself in reading. It didn't make any difference between the key class or the ordinary class.

All the time, he just wanted to stay in the class with her, no matter where he was.

But how dare he say it like this?

Gu Miao's hand holding the pen clenched slightly and raised her eyes slightly.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the girl's eyes, and her eyes were clear, as if there was a stream of shallow water, with a little curiosity.

"Don't you want it?" She asked hesitantly when she saw that he didn't answer.

Gu Miao pursed her lips and nodded silently.

She is such a dazzling girl, she is top-notch in everything, she must really want to go back after retiring from the key class.

If this is the case, he also wants to go.

Like spring flowers blooming, a small smile burst into the girl's eyes. Her beautiful peachy eyes complete the crescent, and her tone is brisk: "Then this final exam, we will work hard together and enter the key class together."

together......

Gu Miao's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and sweetness gradually filled up from the bottom of his heart.

These two words seemed to have magical power, and they took root and sprouted in his heart.

A slight cool breeze came in in the classroom, bringing the coldness of winter night.

The vocabulary book lying on the desk was rustling, and Gu Miao looked down, only to feel that the originally obscure English had become moving.

When he returned home on Friday, Cheng Chu found an unexpected guest at home.

The teenager lay on his back on the sofa, with the phone screen in his hand, with a strand of hair curled up, suppressing the original lazy and unruly temperament a little bit.

He heard the sound of opening the door, his hands kept moving, raising his eyelids, and seeing that it was Cheng Chu, he lazily responded, "I'm back."

"?" Is this your home or mine, Cheng Chu put down his schoolbag and asked coldly, "Why are you here?"

There was a long "defeat" from the phone, and Fu Xun "pop" threw the phone on the sofa and stretched, "I don't really want to come, your mother asked me to come."

Fu Xun is the child of Uncle Cheng Chu. His parents are married in business, and they have no affection.

Cheng Chu's mother felt that it was pitiful to leave this child alone, so she often let him come home for dinner.

Cheng Chu had no objection to him, except that the child had two faces and looked like a good baby in front of her parents and brother. When he came to her, he always liked to sing against her.

She didn't want to pay attention to him, so she went upstairs to review with her schoolbag.

But Fu Rong did not want her to be so relaxed.

At the dinner table, she picked up chopsticks and shredded pork with chopsticks for Fu Xun, then turned to say to Cheng Chu: "Wait after dinner and go with your brother to do homework."

"I will take the final exam next Monday, and I want to review it." Cheng Chu quickly protested.

Fu Rong smiled nonchalantly: "Oh, just let you do an homework with your brother. If he can't, he will ask you for advice, and it won't delay you."

Fu Xun is now in the third year of junior high school, and his grades are in a mess. Cheng Chu estimated that he should be the bottom of the school.

really--

"How do I do this?" He leaned over and asked before opening the homework.

Cheng Chu put down his pen and took a look. He was asking the first multiple choice question.

The question is: among the following functions, what is a quadratic function is...

"Are you serious?" Cheng Chu asked, looking at him.

The young boy's narrow eyes blinked, with an innocent look, "seriously."

"How did you go to Yude?" Cheng Chu asked through gritted teeth.

Yude is the best junior high school in the city, and half of the students graduating from there will pass the first high school every year.

Fu Xun propped his head with one hand and turned the pen with the other, "Of course it's because of a relationship."

He turned his head and glanced at Cheng Chu strangely, his tone stunned: "Or do you think I was admitted?"

This natural look succeeded in making Cheng Chu laugh. She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said, "Give me the book."

This time, the boy handed her the book obediently.

Cheng Chu found out the content of the quadratic function from the book, and slapped the book in front of him. "You should read the book first, and follow the example in the book. You won't ask me again."

"Oh." He scratched his head with his pen, and started to look down obediently.

To be honest, Fu Xun really hates reading, but he didn't know whether the lighting in the living room was too soft or the seat was too soft. He actually looked in without knowing it, and wrote several questions based on the sample questions in the book.

When he raised his head again, it was already half an hour later.

Fu Xun stared blankly at the test paper that had already been done, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Cheng Chu came over, browsed, and finally felt better.

"It's OK, but the formula in the third question is wrong. You can recalculate it again."

Fu Xun put down the pen, put his head back on the chair, and wailed: "I want to rest, I'm tired."

"No, it's only half an hour. I have to work hard. At least I have to finish writing this test paper before taking a break." Cheng Chu looked at him seriously, "Think about it, you can relax after writing it, and you can play the game. , Instead of waiting until Sunday night to copy homework."

The girl talked endlessly, and Fu Xun was said to be jumping in his temples. He wanted to resist. He could think about her words carefully, and it made sense.

"Okay, do not say anything." He rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, pretending to be deep, "I really can't stand you."

The bright light in the living room is not too bright or dim.

Fu Xun lowered his head to write a few pens, and suddenly touched her arm, "Is there an automatic pen?"

Cheng Chu flipped through the pencil case, "No, but there is a scribble pen. If you are just drawing pictures, you can use it."

"Fine." Fu Xun curled his lips in disgust, but accepted it.

Cheng Chu thought it was just a friendly interaction between sister and brother, but it wasn't until Monday that she found out that her scribble pen was still paying.

Most of the people in the examination room are already sitting, and a few people are still standing outside the examination room squeezing time, holding their textbooks and looking nervously, as if they want to engrave knowledge in their minds in the last few minutes.

Cheng Chu was so anxious that she was overwhelmed. She flipped through her bag anxiously, trying to find another pencil or automatic pen instead.

But no, nothing.

The hallway was very quiet. Cheng Chu felt her hands were shaking. She was about to ask the teacher if she could borrow a pen in the examination room. Gu Miao patted her on the shoulder and asked in a low voice, "What?"

The first middle school divides the examination room according to the results. The two people's scores in the last examination are not far apart, so they are divided into one examination room.

Gu Miao had actually been sitting in the examination room a long time ago. He had always had a stable mind, and he didn't like to hug the Buddha.

But seeing the girl standing in the hallway frowning and crying in a hurry, his heart tightened and he walked to the hallway almost immediately.

In the morning light, the girl lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was low: "I forgot to bring the card pen. I wonder if the teacher can let me borrow it."

"I, lend you." Gu Miao blurted out without thinking.

The invigilator in their examination room is the senior director, and has always been the most strict. Last time someone didn't bring a scribble pen, he insisted on not letting it, saying that he wanted to teach careless people a lesson.

The morning sun was dazzling, and the corridor was quiet and silent. Cheng Chu raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes shone through the water, "Then what do you do? Forget it, I'll wait and ask the teacher."

"I, how many." Subconsciously, Gu Miao lied.

He has a scribble refill and can write with it, even if it is difficult, he thought.

The cold wind blew into the empty examination room.

"There are still three minutes before the end of the exam." The invigilator's stern voice sounded: "Students who have not yet applied the card, please apply the card first."

Gu Miao lowered her head, her hand with the pen trembling, her thoughts turned into a pot of porridge.

There were only three minutes left, and his composition hadn't been finished yet. He wasted a lot of time because the refill was too difficult to use.

Chinese and English are not the subjects he is good at, and it is common for him to ring the bell every time he writes.

The invigilator has stood up, pacing in the examination room with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Two minutes left."

The cold winter wind blew into the classroom, and the biting chill made Gu Miao's hands stiff.

In the silent examination room, he almost heard his heartbeat nervously.

There were still two minutes, but he didn't get to the beginning of the second side of the composition paper, which was a long way from eight hundred words.

He shook his hands, desperately held his mind, and wrote a hastily ending.

"Okay, time is up, please put down the pens in your hands, and pass the test paper and composition paper from back to front."

Gu Miao "slapped" down the pen, his heart beating wildly like a drum, shaking his throat tightly and stiffening all over.

When he left the examination room, Cheng Chu had already carried his schoolbag.

The sun was shining at noon, and the holly tree next to the teaching building cast a golden shadow.

Seeing him coming, the girl hurriedly greeted him and asked softly: "How was your exam?"

Gu Miao took the scribble pen handed over by the girl, and he lowered his eyes, and his appearance was reflected in the girl's shiny peach eyes.

He scrolled up and down, and laughed desperately, "Very well, how about you."

"I also did well in the exam." The girl smiled, her eyes falling into the fine afternoon sun, "I feel that both of us can enter the key class this time."

At noon, the cold wind in the corridor seemed to blow into Gu Miao's heart, causing pain in his heart.

He pursed his lips, his dark eyes were bitter.

No, it is impossible for him to enter the key class.

The author has something to say: Gu Miao: I am very bitter, but I want to make a strong smile

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