In fact, Sheng Wang regretted after saying that.
Sometimes people can't stop themselves when they are impulsive. He doesn't know what the purpose of his words is, and he has no idea what kind of answer he wants to hear.
He thought that Jiang Tian would not take this joke at all, but Jiang Tian opened his mouth.
It's hard to describe the feeling at that moment, Sheng Wang's mind was blank for two seconds, he turned his head and asked, "Who?"
Jiang Tian didn't say a word, like some kind of silent reflection or remorse, which was probably just his impulse just now. He lowered his hand, wrapped the white towel around his palm without raising his eyes, and said, "Who?"
"Isn't it true?" Sheng Wang straightened up.
His current state is like he has just poured three glasses of cold beer. His heart is cold, but his blood and brain are as hot as a little drunk. He doesn't know what answer Jiang Tian will give, and he can't tell if he is looking forward to it. Still sad.
Jiang Tian glanced at him, and for a moment was about to say something, but in the end he just turned around and threw the tangled towel in his hand into the washing machine.
"Just a casual retort, no one." He held the balcony door and said to Sheng Wang, "Go in and sleep, the wind is blowing."
Sheng Wang did not respond immediately.
Those few seconds of silence were a little subtle, like some kind of ambiguous stalemate. After a while, Sheng Wang walked into the house with his feet up. When he passed by Jiang Tian, he complained, "Perfunctory, I still keep secrets."
After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "Do I know him?"
Jiang Tian followed behind and closed the door tightly. Hearing this, he said angrily, "I'm done with you?"
"Okay, okay, go to sleep." Sheng Wang hung the coat he put on after taking a shower on the hanger, stepped on the small wooden stairs to the upper bunk, and quickly got into the bed.
Jiang Tian glanced up, the gray striped quilt bulged a bag, and at the top was the back of Sheng Wang's head. He walked to the wall and turned off the light, and the room was plunged into darkness, only the edge of the bulge on the upper bunk lit up with the fluorescent light of the mobile phone screen.
"Do you want to take some pictures for you?" Gu Bao asked.
"You can see it," Jiang Tian said.
"Oh."
Although Jiang Tian urged him to sleep, he was actually not sleepy. He lay on the head of the bed and brushed his phone for a while—
Said a few things to Zhao Xi, replied to Gao Tianyang's screen-swiping message, flipped through the album, and cut into WeChat again. He wanted to continue talking to Zhao Xi, but found that the person at the top of the chat box had quietly changed his avatar.
Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment, clicked on Shengwang's information page, and found that he also posted a circle of friends—
Choked by curiosity. @ a certain
The picture below is a small red jug of milk that has been squeezed flat by hand.
His new avatar is this picture, and the nickname has been changed to: Recyclable.
There is already a row of comments below this circle of friends.
Gao Tianyang: What? Haven't finished listening to the gossip, or are you still halfway through the question card
Song Sirui replied to Gao Tianyang: Silly x, think about the former
Gao Tianyang replied to Song Sirui: You are stupid x
Gao Tianyang: Which product is so pitiful for you, Brother Sheng? Half of the people who talk about this kind of gossip must be banned in accordance with the law.
Song Sirui: This kind of gossip must be banned according to law
Wu Kai: People who talk about half of this gossip must be banned in accordance with the law
Li Yu: I am also choked by curiosity now
Zhang Qinglan: I am also choked by curiosity now
…
The people of Class A replied to the Moments that they liked to line up to be a repeater, and there was a long line in one line, which was really imposing. It wasn't until the end of the line that a breaker appeared.
He said: online squatting a so-and-so.
So-and-so: "… "
He raised his hand and clasped the bed above his head, as if knocking on someone's bedroom door. He actually wanted to say "there's really no one" again, but he ended up saying, "Why do you suddenly change your avatar."
Sheng Wang buzzed on it: "Don't knock, I'm asleep."
Jiang Tian was speechless.
The mobile interface switches back to someone's information page, and the avatar is much larger than that of the circle of friends. The pinched little red can was half bent, the cartoon smiling face was slightly deformed, and the corners of the mouth pulled down.
Without that circle of friends, it would be difficult to tell whether he was joking or not in a good mood just from the profile picture.
Jiang Tian watched for a moment, then wiped his thumb on the screen, as if touching someone's head across the picture.
The person in the upper bunk turned over, and after a long time, the breathing gradually became gentle and even, and he must have really fallen asleep. The dormitory was quiet, Jiang Tian listened to the very light breath and reopened the circle of friends. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, and in the end he only sent a string of punctuation.
His ellipsis sank at the bottom, which was different from the joking and joke repeaters of the rest of the class. It echoed the "@XX" at the top across the long line, and the simple two words suddenly became ambiguous.
The classes in the training camp were not very full. In the morning, grammar and knowledge points were trained, and in the afternoon, there was speaking class. There was no mandatory content in the evening. The study room was open all day, and there were no rest restrictions in the dormitory.
The competition is the icing on the cake. Whether you want to add it or how much you want to add, no one cares about you, at least not like the head teacher. It is all about self-consciousness.
Compared with other schools, the students of No. 1 Middle School are more unscrupulous. On the first day, they were relatively honest, and they worked peacefully in front of the mountain. After eating, they went back to the dormitory obediently, and then it changed the next day.
As soon as the class came, the group of people lay on the table and began to discuss where to go in the evening.
Bian Chen, who took the lead, had a loud voice, and thanks to him, the whole class knew that the school was not that bad. There were some shops, all concentrated at the south gate of the area behind the mountain. However, the nature of the store is very simple, in addition to eating and drinking, there are one or two Internet cafes and board game shops in the middle.
"It seems that there is an escape room. It is said that it was newly opened. It was not available last year. The facilities should be ok." said a girl in No. 1 Middle School.
"Why don't we go to explore tomorrow?" Bian Chen suggested.
Yesterday, he moved to the back row to apologize to Sheng Wang and didn't change his seat. He dragged another classmate to settle down in front of Sheng Wang Jiangtian and became a fixed seat.
After encouraging his classmates from No. 1 Middle School, he turned around and asked the two at the back table, "How about we go together?"
"There's something going on tomorrow." Sheng Wang refused bluntly.
"What's the matter?" Bian Chen asked and turned to the other one: "How about you, Jiang Tian?"
Sheng Wang silently turned his head to stare at his brother, who tilted his head toward him and said, "I'm with him."
Bian Chen shrugged to the side, and the girls at several tables looked back half disappointed and half shy.
"What's going to happen tomorrow, does it matter?" Bian Chen tried to work hard. After watching Sheng Wang, he went to see Jiang Tian again, "Ah? Brother Jiang, it's an old classmate anyway."
Jiang Tian didn't mean to loosen up. He knew that Sheng Wang's birthday was the day after tomorrow, and it was reasonable to say that there was nothing to do tomorrow, but he could see that Sheng Wang had no interest in playing together, and he himself had no friendship with Bian Chen. The same class in junior high school didn't talk much, not to mention the different schools in high school.
"Why don't you go today?" Sheng Wang asked casually.
"How do I get there today?" Bian Chen picked up the two pieces of paper on the table and shook, and said, "Brother, have you forgotten all the things you just posted? You don't have to prepare tonight?"
The paper in his hand was given out in the first oral class in the afternoon. He didn't arrange any two-to-two competitions today. He only did some basic training, talked about some things that need to be paid attention to when speaking, and then arranged a theme to let All the students will make a speech material around this topic. Starting tomorrow, they will really have to pk by group.
Bian Chen asked jokingly: "We will be rivals tomorrow afternoon. If you want to give me a thorough understanding, I have a mental preparation first. How is your spoken language?"
Sheng Wang thought about it and said, "It's good."
Bian Chen: "…"
He is ready to humble himself first and then lift the other party up. After all, being polite can make people underestimate the enemy. Never thought that before he held it, the other party was already floating very high.
Jiang Tian laughed next to him, and Bian Chen finally recovered from the confusion. He thought I'd just ask, but you're still blowing it up. In front of a middle school student, it's rare to say that your spoken language is good, Sheng Sheng Hope opened his eyes.
People who like to brag don't have a B-number. Bian Chen thought to himself, tomorrow will be stable.
However, this kind of speech that can be prepared in advance is actually a bit of a float. After all, the speech itself still needs to be tested. Some people may not speak well, but they can earn points if they write well. Bian Chen didn't want to give his opponent the chance to earn such points.
His written test was also 1 point lower than Shengwang's. The difference really didn't explain much. He plans to grind out a manuscript tonight, and shock the opponent with his spoken words tomorrow, so as to win an overwhelming victory.
This first impression of the exam is very important. If it was a rolling style at the beginning, then he didn't have to worry about the opponent's comeback in the next few days, and he would get the pk points in two weeks.
Competition is like this, you can be friends outside the exam room, but you have to be aggressive when you get points. Bian Chen said to himself.
As a result, the next day, he wanted to give himself a mouth.
Speech pk played in reverse order, starting from the 39th and 40th groups. A total of five teachers scored, the total score is 10, according to the average score to determine the winner. This group of teachers is stricter than each other. Before the 14th and 15th groups came to power, not a single one of the students scored 8 points.
The 15th is Ge Hui, Jiang Tian's junior high school classmate. Compared with the previous ones, her pronunciation is very beautiful. However, after synthesizing the manuscript, the final score was only 8.6, which was considered the first to barely reach 8.
There was an uproar in the classroom on the spot, especially the people from No. 1 Middle School. Yesterday they thought they could get 9 properly, but after waiting for a long time, they got the first high score.
Jiang Tian's score is actually very extreme.
One teacher made it clear that he liked his pronunciation and his cool style, giving him the highest score of 9.7 so far. The other teacher was completely the opposite, feeling that he deserved a negative score for his eloquence, but his manuscript was excellent, and finally gave him an 8.6. However, the five teachers combined, he still got 9.3.
Before he returned to his seat, Sheng Wang sent him a series of emojis on WeChat, celebrating the whole world, the gongs and drums, the rock and roll... Finally, two cats were shaking with hands, one of them hugged Kissing and chewing on the other one.
He froze for a moment, raised his head subconsciously, and met Jiang Tian's gaze. The other party happened to get off the stage and was walking towards the seat.
Sheng Wang rubbed the screen, and lowered his eyes to withdraw the last expression. After he had withdrawn, he felt that this was a bit of a cover-up, and he simply withdrawn the above.
So Jiang Tian sat down and took a look at WeChat. In someone's chat box, there were 9 "the other party withdrew a message" in a row. neat and tidy.
"… "
Jiang Tian stared blankly at the screen for a while, but he couldn't hold back and turned to look at Sheng Wang. Relying on his own news, this person withdrew all the information, and hung up the screen unscrupulously, not afraid of being seen at all. So Jiang Tian saw his strange note name.
"The actor in the forest?" Jiang Tian frowned.
Sheng Wangxin said that I'm relying on it, and I forgot about this. He glanced at the faces of the people around him, and immediately coaxed: "Change, change, change now. I just wrote it casually. Sheng Mingyang is also called Health Encyclopedia."
As he spoke, he clicked into Jiang Tian's information page, deleted the note name, and entered "Jiang Tian" in it. As a result, the other party was indifferent, and his expression did not change a little.
Sheng Wang looked at him, deleted the two words again, and typed in "brother". The other party's expression became complicated, and he still didn't look happy.
Shengwang deleted this column for the third time.
His fingers hung over the keyboard, and after a long pause, he pursed the corners of his lips, and lost "So-and-So" in a strange way. His original intention was to make a joke on the circle of friends last night, but after he lost, he felt that this title had a secret meaning, like the deep alley outside the phoenix tree that was always in and out of traffic.
The students who were speaking on the podium were coming to the end, and the pitch rose. Sheng Wang snapped back to his senses and was about to delete this note, but saw Jiang Tian's drooping eyes move a little, and turned his eyes back to the podium, like a silent acquiescence.
Sheng Wang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly raised his eyes to look forward. After a long time, he pressed confirm on the interface and put away the phone.
In the next few speeches, Sheng Wang didn't listen to a word, and it was not until the people in No. 1 Middle School suddenly broke out with whistles and applause that he realized that Bian Chen had finished speaking, and it was time for him to take the stage.
Bian Chen set off the second climax this afternoon. His score is not as extreme as Jiang Tian's. Every teacher's evaluation is close to the same, saying that his writing is good, his expression is also good, and he is very infectious. The final score is also 9.3 , it is enough for him to be able to score evenly with Jiang Tian, after all, he is ranked first in the joint entrance examination all the year round. Moreover, in the third year of junior high school, he knew Jiang Tian's oral level very well, and he was already mentally prepared.
There are 5 people behind him, and he knows very well those in the first high school. If he dares to be the second in the class when it comes to speaking, especially speech, no one dares to be the first. So he estimated that the highest score was like this. He was tied with Jiang Tian, which was not bad.
He also felt that if he slept a little bit later last night and polished the manuscript a little more, he might get a score of 9.5 today, and he would be the best.
Until Sheng Wang came to the podium, he was still thinking about the possibility of his 9.5. As a result, when Sheng Wang finished speaking, he had no more thoughts.
There are only two words left in my mind - to finish.
No wonder people dared to say that they were "very good" yesterday. If this is considered "not very good", then there will be no good ones in the classroom.
The five grading teachers complimented one after another, and then chatted with Sheng Wang a few words. Only then did Bian Chen know that he had been playing with foreigners since he was very young.
He was still figuring out how to get 9.5, and Shengwang had already won 9.7. What he said last night was a prophecy. You can be friends outside the exam room. Some people in the exam room are really fierce when they pick up the score. He happened to be the one who was murdered...
The first impression is very important. The beginning is a rolling style. In the next ten days, he basically can't count on it.
The same table patted Bian Chen on the shoulder, Bian Chen said, "I'm not going to take the test..."
After class, the group of people from No. 1 Middle School flocked and dragged Bian Chen to the south gate, saying that they wanted to change his mood.
Sheng Wang was in a good mood. Carrying his bag, he glanced at the early sky and said to Jiang Tian, "I want to go out to eat today."