A Certain Someone

Chapter 19: Really fragrant

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There are generally two types of people who are particularly good in English in high school.

One that can accurately unravel the subject, predicate, object, and definite form of each sentence, explain every grammatical point in it, which question should be chosen and what should not be chosen, and what is wrong and what is wrong. .

There is another one that depends on two words: sense of language.

Yang Jing can know which student belongs to just by looking at the paper, because the former likes to draw circles when doing questions, and there are always many traces on the paper, while the latter basically only has ABCD.

The students in her hands are very clear. Jiang Tian and Qi Jiahao, including the second-tier school committee and monitor, are all grammar types, while Sheng Wang is a rare language type.

Yang Jing mentioned this in class. She actually hopes that the students in Class A can focus on practicing their language sense. If they have a good sense of language, they can use grammar to improve the speed of doing questions, but most of these unfortunate children don't care. .

Because it is well known that class A students are notoriously fast at answering questions. Students in any class will be beaten by them, so why bother to speed up

A few shameless brags even claimed to be "Dugu seeking defeat". Today, half of these "seeking defeat" are in the corridor.

The doors and windows of the classroom were locked, and Yang Jing had already started lecturing. The students who were blasted out spread their test papers on the wall to make up their homework.

Mingli Building is famous for its good lighting, and the scorching sun shines on their backs. Within a few minutes, several boys began to sweat frantically.

"Sister Chili, do you have a tissue? Borrow me to wipe it." Gao Tianyang passed over the two and borrowed a tissue from a girl.

The girl was not as thick-skinned as them, and when she handed over the tissue, she asked, "Did Sister Jing say when to let us go back?"

"I didn't say, I guess when it will be finished and when I will go in."

"That's okay, the future is promising." A boy wrote and blew, relying on Sister Jing's inability to hear: "Let's not say anything else, who can be faster than me when it comes to writing papers? No one!"

Gao Tianyang couldn't listen anymore: "Hey, turn your head to see who is standing next to you. Is it true that you are standing there?"

The boy turned his head and saw Jiang Tian's expressionless profile beside him.

"Brother Tim, I'm sorry." He didn't hesitate for a second, then turned around to Gao Tianyang and said, "Is Brother Tim a human? No. So what you said just now is correct."

Sheng Wang had just finished one page, and glanced over there by taking the gap between the papers.

Jiang Tian stood at the far end. Because of his height, he stood out from the crowd and was not completely blocked. He was doing the question by himself, and he didn't raise his eyelids even when the people beside him were so arrogant.

Is this because of the high cold... or because of a bad mood

Sheng Wang was holding the pen cap in his mouth, feeling a little guilty.

He glanced over there and walked for a while, when he saw Jiang Tian turned the first paper over to the other side, and his thin eyelids seemed to lift at that moment.

Sheng Wang immediately retracted his gaze, grabbed the pen and filled in a C in the brackets.

After filling in, he glanced at the question, and then crossed out C and changed it to B with a paralyzed face.

Gao Tianyang, who was next to him, didn't notice these little gestures. He was tilting his head to look into the classroom, and said with emotion: "Today, Brother Tian is not here, so Lao Qi is the hegemon."

Sister Jing's class was as stubborn as ever, and she didn't let others go because there were less than a dozen people. Only Qi Jiahao could sit down every time he stood up.

"Speaking of Lao Qi, do you remember when he first came to our class?" said the boy who boasted that he was quick to answer questions.

"Oh yes, I forgot if you didn't mention it. He came from class 5, right?" Another person replied.

"I remember, he rushed into our class during the mid-term exam in the first semester of high school, and he didn't get in after that." Gao Tianyang laughed suddenly, "Hey! When it comes to the speed of answering questions, Lao Qi laughed to death at the beginning. When he first came, he was in the same row as me. Wasn't it a test in class that day? I did one question, he did half of it, I finished it, and he was still grinding on the second page. I forgot the final result, anyway, the get out of class is over At that time, his hands were shaking, and he asked me if you were the fastest in class A? I said no, I counted down. He was about to cry."

Several boys laughed together and said, "It's amazing that he can practice at this speed now."

"Yes, now it's our turn to chase him." Gao Tianyang said, "Have you seen him write the English practice papers? That's a quick one! Didn't Sister Jing say that her practice papers of this difficulty have 150 questions, let's If you can finish it in two hours, the time for the college entrance examination is more than enough. That beast, Lao Qi, can finish it in one and a half hours, and I will count him as overdue.”

"How free are you?"

"I've even cheated on Brother Tim." Gao Tianyang relied on his youth and the fact that Jiang Tian was far away from him, and spoke unscrupulously: "Brother Tim was 5 minutes faster than Lao Qi that time, and he was also an animal!"

"Da, this difficulty is nearly 20 questions in 10 minutes?"

"Yes."

"I want to drop out of school."

"I also think that I am stimulated every day in front of me. Looking at the whole grade at this speed, can I still find a third one?!" Gao Tianyang remembered that there was a new friend with full marks next to him after he finished the nonsense.

"Oh no, there's Brother Sheng. Brother Sheng should be able to do the questions very quickly." He said and looked up, and saw that Sheng Wang was already working on the second paper.

Gao Tianyang was stunned for a moment, and silently looked at his paper—the first half of the first one.

Look at the person next to you, it's either the tail of the first front half or the beginning of the back half.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time. It took 20 minutes since they started making up the homework, and Sheng Wang has done 58 questions...

"I..." Gao Tianyang was stunned, "Fuck?"

"Why are you scolding me?" Sheng Wang said.

Just as he was talking, he moved his dark eyes to read a question and wrote a D in parentheses.

Gao Tianyang: "???"

Sheng Wang Xingyun Liushui did three questions without pause, and finally turned his head in wonder.

Gao Tianyang said eloquently and without hesitation: "Dad, did you memorize the answer?"

"I don't have a son like you." Sheng Wang said angrily, "Are you poisoned by ultraviolet rays? Speak normally."

"No—" Gao Tianyang was very devastated, "How can you get the answer after just swiping the question? Don't you need to analyze it?"

Sheng Wang thought about it for a while and said, "Especially complicated sentences will be underlined."

"Which sentence is not complicated?"

"Well."

"No!" Gao Tianyang said with an expression of giving up his life, "Let me die happily, just say how long does it take for you to finish these 150 practice questions, Sister Jing?"

"One hour." Sheng Wang didn't actually calculate it, so he roughly estimated it. He saw the gradually deformed faces of this row of people, and wanted to talk for another twenty minutes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Jiang Tian also glanced at him.

For some reason, Sheng Wang paused, opened a screen on the spot, and said, "It's about an hour."

"Hold!"

The corridor supplementary work day group scolded in unison. Only Jiang Tian was not in any mood, so he took his eyes back coldly and continued to do the question.

There was a monkey in Sheng Wang's heart scratching his ears and cheeks, he suddenly felt that the screen was so boring and stupid.

The classroom door opened amid the scolding of the crowd, and Yang Jing leaned out halfway and said, "Think I can't hear you, right? Are you saying swear words after making up your homework?"

Gao Tianyang stretched out his head and said, "Without Sister Jing, we just sighed that Sheng Wang was quick to answer the questions." After speaking, he quickly shrank back.

Yang Jing sneered, raised her chin and said, "I want you to practice your language skills, but now you know the difference?"

"How do you practice, teacher?"

"Listen, read and talk more." Yang Jing rushed to this point and asked, "Sheng Wang, have you stayed abroad before?"

"No, no." Sheng Wang said, "But my father has several foreign friends. One of his sons came to study abroad for a few years. He was living in my house at the time, and now he can speak voice from time to time. It may have an impact."

"No wonder."

After Yang Jing muttered, she became fierce again: "So you see, you can easily finish writing and hand in the blank paper to me, so you can continue to stay outside. After two classes, no one is allowed to come in. I won't give you any longer. Remember, you don't even know how to write "cowardly"!"

"I've been very embarrassed, teacher."

Yang Jing let out a "ha" and locked the door.

After class, the top floor of Mingli Building was very lively.

Not only did the students from Class A come out to visit, but there were 12 classes on the third floor downstairs, and people from each class rushed up, and there were a lot of people lying by the window on the first floor opposite.

Even the teachers in the office couldn't sit still and came out to laugh at them. Old Wu, who taught mathematics, went to the hot water room twice in 10 minutes. Drink so fast?"

Lao Wu said slowly, holding the cup, "I'm here to travel." He made no secret that he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun.

The students of Class A have always been a little different, and these teachers are used to it. As long as it is not during class, they can make jokes. After Lao Wu finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the three girls who passed by arm in arm in the corridor and said, "Well, these three girls are from class 8, right? I think they have gone back and forth three or four times. Hey, you two The toilet is broken?"

"Mmmm queuing up." The three girls were talking nonsense and ran away in a hurry, not forgetting to look at people during the run. When passing by Jiang Tian, he blushed and smiled, and when he passed Sheng Wang, he blushed again.

It's not that Master Shan has never been a tourist attraction, but it's too embarrassing today.

He held the paper to cover his face, and he moved a few steps and then moved a few steps, it was almost inevitable.

The school bell finally rang, and the tourists came and receded like a tide. Attractions have to continue to pestle.

Sheng Wang put down the paper and let out a sigh of relief, complaining: "Affiliated high school is so busy after class?"

The voice fell, but no one answered. He turned his head to look, only to find that the supporter Wang Gao Tianyang had been lost, and now standing next to him was Jiang Tian.

He actually moved all the way from the front door of the classroom to the back door of the classroom,

The sun was still hot, and more than a dozen people were steaming like steamed buns that had just come out of the drawer.

Jiang Tian's temples were also sweaty, and his throat was covered with dampness under the light, but he still looked cold, like a drink bottle just taken out of the freezer, covered with a layer of moisture, but it was cold .

Sheng Wang also turned around and spread the paper on the wall, but did not rush to do the rest of the questions.

Jiang Tian's progress is not much different from his, and he has done more than 120 lessons in one class. There are many traces of circles and dots on the paper, as well as the phrases he marked with ease, the letters are scribbled but beautiful.

Sheng Wang hesitated for a moment, then whispered to him, "Jiang Tian?"

The tip of the opponent's pen stopped for a moment.

"Why didn't you write it?" Sheng Wang asked.

Jiang Tian tapped the answer next to the answer, and moved his eyes to the next question without raising his eyelids.

It's over, it doesn't really matter.

The monkey that scratched its ears and scratched its cheeks in Sheng Wang's heart came out again.

While scratching hard, a girl's voice came from her ear: "He seems to have forgotten to take the paper home with him."

Sheng Wang was taken aback: "Forgot to bring it?"

It was the girl nicknamed Chili Pepper who spoke: "I went to the political and educational office last night, and when I came back, you were all gone. When I turned off the light and locked the door, I seemed to see a paper on his table. Jiang Tian?"

Sheng Wang turned to look at the popsicle again.

"Yeah." Popsicle responded. Although he still didn't raise his eyes, at least he didn't pretend to be deaf.

All right, everyone else will ignore him.

Sheng Wang almost scratched with the monkey.

Chili next to him mumbled again: "Then you are so late this morning? I thought you would get up early to make up for it."

After all, Jiang Tian is not someone who doesn't do homework.

After she said this, Jiang Tian didn't react, but Sheng Wang was stunned.

Yes, I forgot to bring the paper, so I can make it up early. No one would have expected Yang Jing to do a random inspection today. With Jiang Tian's speed, he could finish a paper 20 minutes in advance, and the rest could be made up during Yang Jing's commentary, as long as he made sure he did a better job than he said. Just do it.

And why didn't he arrive earlier

Because some people were hypocritical and grumpy, it was delayed until that time. Sheng Wang cursed himself in his heart.

In the next 40 minutes, someone tried to get Jiang Tian's attention with his eyes, but failed. He tried to use other people's words to tease Jiang Tian back to him, but failed. He also tried to drop the pen cap at Jiang Tian's feet, but still failed.

The enemy didn't move, but Young Master Sheng was about to die.

This situation continued until the end of the English class and the beginning of the physics class.

When Sheng Wang returned to his seat, he was a little slumped, and Gao Tianyang almost thought he had a heat stroke.

"A summer medicine or something?" Gao Tianyang asked him.

"Thanks, no." Sheng Wang said dryly.

He needs regret medicine even more now.

The head teacher He Jin stepped into the classroom, shook a form in his hand, and said, "Some people may have heard that this year's city's three best selections are here again. As of last night, our class had three places. This morning I went to the Political and Religious Office to sit for an hour and found a way to increase the number of places."

"This is still very important to you, and it is related to the qualifications for the early admissions examination of the later colleges and universities. If you can fight for it, you should try your best. The selection method of our class is open and transparent, and you all know the old rules. One place is based on grades, which is hard. Strength. One place is chosen by the class committee. They have worked hard for a year, and they must be a little sweet, right? There is also a democracy, and the whole class is elected. Do you have any opinion?"

"As for the new quota, a few of our teachers discussed it and decided to give it to the students who made the most progress. After all, hard work is also a kind of capital, and it is the most worthy of recognition. So how does this progress count? We are not this weekend. There is a weekly test, and the next week is a monthly test, which is also equivalent to the first major test in the official start of the school. It depends on the performance of these two rounds of tests, okay?"

Originally, many people in the city were destined to not get it, so they didn't care much. But this extra place gave too many people a chance to compete, and many students sat up straight.

Sheng Wang listened and briefly shifted his attention.

Soon, He Jin put away the form and started a formal lecture, and Sheng Wang's attention returned to the starting point.

He took notes one after another.

For a moment, he even thought about forgetting it. If he really can't coax him, let's just let it go. After all, face and Jiang Tian have to lose face, but he can't lose face too much. He is only 16 and has a long way to go in life.

As a result, before he could hold on for a minute, he went down and took out his mobile phone.

He squeezed his fingers and clicked on Jiang Tian's WeChat.

Be modest.

Sheng Wang said to himself, and then sent Jiang Tian three rows of kneeling and crying villains.

He Jin was talking about a difficult and difficult example to mobilize everyone to discuss and raise their eyes. The class seemed to be home to forty bees, and it was not quiet.

Sheng Wang heard the back seat buzzing three times amid the noise.

But no reply message popped up in the chat box, Sheng Wang closed his legs and kicked, and started typing.

Canned: I was wrong

Canned: I'm not broken

Canned: I just felt so embarrassed last night that I didn't want to mention it

The vibration of the back table was interrupted halfway, and the words "the other party is typing" finally appeared on the top of the chat box. Sheng Wang stopped and waited silently for a reply.

After a few seconds, a new message finally popped up in the chat box.

Jiang Tian: Then you continue to lose your memory.

Canned: no

Canned: I can't lose face and appear brainless

Jiang Tian: …

The chat finally became back and forth. Although the other party cherishes words like gold, the number of words on Jiang Tian is already considerable. Sheng Wang was a little flustered, he felt that the atmosphere was okay, so he made two more sentences.

Canned: Why don't you have selective amnesia

Canned: Don't remember the stupid things I did, pretend you weren't there at the time, and we'll remember the good ones, how about that

After sending it, he vaguely heard a snort behind him.

OK, the replies are all on the face.

Sheng Wang turned his head and glanced at Jiang Tian. I saw the other party hanging under the table with one hand, and looking at the posture, it was estimated that he was holding the phone on his lap. The other hand can even be distracted to take notes.

After he finished writing a sentence in a row, he leaned his entire body on the back of the chair and looked up at Sheng Wang.

At the same time, Shengwang's phone vibrated four times.

He looked down in confusion, and there were indeed four more messages in the chat box.

Jiang Tian: OK.

Then he posted three videos in a row.

Shengwang quietly plugged in the wireless earphones and clicked on the first one.

In the video is a not spacious alleyway, and the street lights are standing at the corner, falling dimly. An idiot in a school uniform walked a few steps straight under the street light, turned his head to the camera and asked, "Can you get a clear picture?"

my day.

Sheng Wang almost threw the phone out.

The back of his chair slammed into Jiang Tian's table, making a thud. He Jin frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Wang took advantage of the angle to pull off his earphones, stood up and said, "I'm not sitting still."

"Oh." He Jin nodded, "Don't rock the chair in class, I've told you many times."

When Sheng Wang sat down, he heard the bastard behind him give a low laugh.

Fine.

He took out his phone again and typed a few words.

Canned: Are you out of breath

Jiang Tian: what do you mean

Canning: You can, keep on!

Jiang Tian: Put the phone away in class.

Sheng Wang subconsciously stuffed his phone into his bag, and honestly raised his head and grabbed the pen. The next second he realized that he was too obedient, so he slowly stretched out a middle finger to the person behind him, and was tapped back with a pen.

It seems that from the beginning of this class, he really got to know Jiang Tian a little bit.

【hawthorn】