"What's the matter?" Xie Dingyuan sat down on the sofa.
Zhong Ziang stood opposite with a shy expression.
"It's okay, I'm going out." He had the habit of taking a walk after meals, and now he was sitting down just to hear what this big nephew had to say.
"Don't... Uncle, don't go!"
"I don't have that much time to play Xiang Gu Wu Yan with you."
"..." Who said his uncle was not good at words? Can you poison people to death every minute with your tongue
Zhong Ziang took a deep breath and told himself that he was used to it, so it doesn't matter!
But I still want to scold my mother...
"You, don't you want to ask me anything?"
Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "Tell me the reason for the fight."
"You don't know that bastard surnamed Yi is so rampant. He walked over to my table and took my book down, but he didn't pick it up? Who gave him the guts? He's too fat! Don't give him some Lesson, where do I put my dignified Young Master Zhong's face?!"
Crackling, like pouring beans, what classmate Zhong said was spittle flying all over the place.
Xie Dingyuan understood: "...you still think you are right."
With a thick neck, Zhong Ziang argued hard: "I was right, where did I go wrong?"
"Disobeying school rules and getting into fights is the first mistake; not knowing how to restrain yourself in front of the teacher is the second mistake; refusing to reflect on yourself and being arrogant is the third mistake. You are making mistakes everywhere."
The man's tone was calm, but it was inexplicably stressful.
The cold eyes covered with frost and snow were light and almost heartless. With just one glance, Zhong Ziang was firmly nailed in place, his whole body stiffened.
It took a while to recover his voice, but he still refused to accept it: "According to what you say, I can only be bullied, lie down and be beaten?"
Xie Dingyuan: "You can have a smarter way to deal with it."
Zhong Ziang: "For example?"
"If you think his behavior is wrong, you can tell the class teacher or even the principal. It is not impossible to call the police no matter how serious it is. Since it can be resolved within the rules and regulations, and you are the one who is reasonable, why use violence? A chance to bite back?"
"Uncle, you are all grown-ups, is it because of the rules and regulations if you can stay still? You are not a primary school student... Besides, there are not many primary school students who obey the rules these days... You are afraid, but I am not afraid. If he doesn't pick it up, I'll beat him until he picks it up!"
The man asked back, "Did he pick it up?"
Well…
It's all started, who cares so much.
Zhong Ziang muffled: "I don't know."
"First of all, the rules are the rules. Since you are in this circle, you should abide by them. Secondly, following the rules has nothing to do with age. Finally, your failure to obey the rules has caused you to lose more than you gain. This is a lesson."
After speaking, get up and go out.
Zhong Ziang yelled at his back: "I don't believe that you have never broken the rules in your life! Even if you don't now, there will be in the future!"
Xie Dingyuan didn't stop, and said coldly: "It will never be possible."
That night, the nephew and uncle broke up unhappy.
The next day Zhong Ziang went to school as usual, and met Yi Ci at the school gate, their eyes collided as if they were in close combat, and then moved away at the same time, each walking aside.
The atmosphere in Class 7 throughout the morning was not right.
Zhong Ziang thought: I have to teach you a lesson before I know why flowers are so popular!
Yi Ci pondered: The rich and noble pigs from the capital are just like that, and they really don't want to be beaten.
But for Jiang Fuyue, the price for staying up late to finish all the test papers is that she fell asleep all morning.
During the period, the Chinese teacher ignored him, Xu Jing turned a blind eye, but Jiang Fuyue was called up twice in physics class, once to answer questions, and once to go on stage to do a problem.
At the same time, Wan Xiutong and Liu Bowen at the front desk were also called up.
Wan Xiutong is an obedient student. She listens carefully in class, completes homework on time after class, and never slacks off. Although this question is difficult, Yu Wenzhou has said something similar to it before. She takes good notes and just reviewed it yesterday. A little stumbling, anyway, the general direction is no problem.
As for Liu Bowen, there is no need to worry, he has been ranked first in the class all year round, and he is a proper student master.
Only Jiang Fuyue...
Everyone thought she was called by Yu Wenzhou to do the quiz because she was sleeping, so she could take the opportunity to beat her up.
In fact, Yu Wenzhou really planned that.
Thanks to the fact that he had changed his mind about the bottom one the day before yesterday, he walked over to her after class and said a few words of encouragement along the way, hey, I didn't expect to give him such an outburst in a blink of an eye!
Unfortunately, the following plot did not develop as most people expected. When Jiang Fuyue finished writing the steps and asked Yu Wenzhou if she could go down, the whole class was silent because they were all stunned.
Even Yu Wenzhou himself was dumbfounded: "It's over, it's over?"
Jiang Fuyue: "It's over."
Liu Bowen paused, and couldn't help but look to the side, only to see that the steps written by Jiang Fuyue didn't take up half of the blackboard, and it was really random...
He sighed and began to calculate the next step.
At this moment, Yu Wenzhou, who had reacted, spoke—
"The answer is correct, let's go down."
Jiang Fuyue said "Oh", returned to her seat, folded her hands, lay down and continued to sleep.
Yu Wenzhou: "..."
Students: "..."
From then on, Liu Bowen looked at Jiang Fuyue differently.
Was caught several times by Wan Xiutong on the spot: "Why are you staring at Jiang Jiang?"
"I find it strange."
"..."
In the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue did not attend class in the classroom because—
She went to Math Olympiad class.
The weekly Olympiad training is concentrated on Thursday afternoon. No matter what grade or class you are in, you must drop the class schedule if you want to participate.
Mathematical Olympiad class and physical competition class are held at the same time. There was originally a personalized competition class, but it was canceled a few years ago and has never been held again.
When Jiang Fuyue walked in with her schoolbag on her shoulders, the special effect of "mute" was created again.
The girl had one hand in her pocket, her schoolbag was hanging crookedly on her back, and her ponytail swayed as she walked.
At first it was against the light, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but when she left the dazzling sun behind her and walked to the middle of the classroom refreshingly, that overly beautiful but hidden unruly face was caught off guard with an absolutely stunning posture. In everyone's eyes.
"Wh-why is she here?" Thanks to that post, Sun Cheng knew Jiang Fuyue.
Of course, it's not a good impression.
Hearing this, Ling Xuan held down the test paper he had just taken out, his brows tightened slightly.
"Hey, Ah Xuan, brown sugar, it's actually stuck here, you kid owes a lot..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Ling Xuan lowered his eyes, his half-lidded eyelids covered the flash of boredom.
"But to be honest, she has become so much more beautiful, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes seem to have water flowing, and her whole temperament is different, why don't you take a look?" Sun Cheng bumped into his buddies with a smirk. shoulders.
Ling Xuan reprimanded lightly: "If you have time to joke, have you finished your paper yet?"
"Damn—almost forgot, quickly give me a reference, didn't you solve that proof question..."
"late."
"ah?"
Ling Xuan: "Lao Xu is here."