However, Su Qiuge was telling the truth, because in such a short period of time, even if she wanted to make up what she had left behind, it would still be difficult, so this time I can only say that she has performed well and has made great progress. space.
How could she be satisfied with entering the top 100 in the grade, her goal is...
She silently glanced at Xie Xinglin beside her.
Defeat magic with magic.
Zhao Minghua didn't act too exaggerated. After all, he had taught many students before, and he had seen all kinds of things.
Everyone didn't speak, and none of them seemed to recover.
When did this person who didn't do homework before the countdown to the class turned out to be so powerful
Some people can't help but recall that Zhao Minghua seemed to ask Su Qiuge some difficult questions in class these days, and she answered all of them correctly. —
What if she wrote it herself
Zhao Minghua observed the performance of the whole class, and she said in a low voice, "Many students have made progress in this exam. I hope they will continue to do so in the next exam."
She didn't mention Su Qiuge's name. After reading the results, she closed the form and started lecturing.
After class, Peng Jianda exploded.
He attributes Suqiug's progress to—
"Xiao Su, you are so hard to hide from me! It turns out that you are actually an amazing genius, but you have never awakened. This time, you are fortunate to be at the same table with Brother Xing, and you have been able to get through to your supervisor Ren Du Er. Pulse, ignite your soul of learning!"
Su Qiuge: "Shut up for me."
The brother in front of Su Qiuge turned his head to Peng Jianda and said, "According to what you said, when you sat at the same table with our sports committee before, why didn't you see your spirit of sports ignited?"
Peng Jianda was not convinced, "Why not, I have been insisting on physical exercise."
Tang Jie laughed, "I know this, Peng Jianda insists on doing sit-ups every day."
"Late on your back at night before going to bed, and sit up after waking up in the morning."
Su Qiuge: "Hahahahahaha."
As the head teacher, Zhao Minghua will communicate with the students after each test, whether it is a poor test or a great progress. In the afternoon, Su Qiuge was also called to the teacher's office. The desks of the teachers in a class are all next to each other, and Su Qiuge is a very special student in the class. When she came in, many teachers turned their attention to her.
After all, it is not easy to improve more than 500 at a time, and many teachers know it.
Zhao Minghua was changing his homework and put down the red pen when he saw Su Qiuge coming.
She moved her muscles and said, "I feel that your attitude towards learning has been greatly improved recently, which is a good thing. Also, your recent results have also given back to you. I hope you can continue to persevere."
English teacher He passed by the water dispenser and made a cup of wolfberry tea. He squinted and said, "Xiao Su's attitude towards homework and exams has improved a lot recently, which is worthy of praise."
The next door, Tang Ya, also stuck out her head and said with a smile, "This time, the language is also good, the homework is well written, and the model essays for entering grades have been sorted out. Just strengthen the recitation and try not to make mistakes. You are of this level. Children, don't lose points on basic questions, you will suffer a lot."
It was a matter of course for Su Qiuge to do well in the exam as a top student. She has never encountered so many teachers praising her together. Her ears were a little red: "Well, thank you teacher."
Zhao Minghua continued: "I heard Peng Jianda say that you have made great progress, and you have helped you a lot at the same table. I didn't expect that the child usually looks cold and indifferent, but he is actually kind-hearted and helpful."
No matter how Su Qiuge disagreed in his heart, he also showed a standardized worship smile on the surface: "Ah, Xie is very good. I have asked him for many questions, and I have really gained a lot."
Zhao Minghua nodded: "Since that's the case, the two of you won't change your positions next month. Let's continue to be tablemates."
"You have made great progress this time, don't be proud, keep working hard."
The smile on Su Qiuge's face gradually stiffened, "That teacher... or let him help others... "
"classmate… "
Zhao Minghua ignored Su Qiuge's appeal and continued: "In addition, prepare yourself and join the training of the school competition class next week. Most of the students in the first class participated. Although you have already studied many courses, don't be nervous. If you can't keep up, try it, I will tell Xie Xinglin to take the time to tell you the previous content."
Peng Jianda was still surprised when Su Qiuge came out of the office with a lifeless expression. Especially when Su Qiuge saw Peng Jianda, his unrequited expression became gnashing of teeth again.
Peng Jianda was very frustrated because the teacher sent the score sheet to the parent group.
His mother sent him a message on WeChat:
I still remember that Peng Jianda was the second to last in the last exam. His mother thought that the reason why he had regressed so much was because he was broken by those brothers, so he said to him, "Don't play with those with worse grades than you in class. Zhu Zhe is red and ink is black, do you understand?"
Good thing this time, he became the last one.
Then, he watched helplessly as his mother's Wechat name changed from Xia Qinghe to Xia Qinghe (has been blackened).
Summer Qinghe (blackened): [smile] [chopping knife] [chopping knife]
Peng Jianda didn't dare to read WeChat again.
So, he subconsciously thought that Su Qiuge looked at him like this because he was the leader of the study group but still dragged his feet.
And not long after, Xie Xinglin was also called to the office.
When Xie Xinglin came back, he couldn't see much change, but if he felt it carefully, he would still find that there was a little difference.
Then Peng Jianda found that this man looked at him today with an extra layer of coldness.
Peng Jianda naively thought that this person was also dissatisfied with his last-to-last grade, so he returned to his seat to obediently start his homework, and secretly swore that he would never be the last-to-last next time, and the humiliation would definitely be erased!
Xie Xinglin returned to his position, and Su Qiuge saw him resting on the table with one hand, looking at her with his head sideways, and said slowly, "Because I am very enthusiastic to help you, you are very motivated when I sit at the same table, so Do you want to continue?"
Although the words "ten" and "very" are used in this sentence to enhance the tone, the tone is strangely calm. The most terrifying thing is that Su Qiuge still hears a strange murderous aura.
Su Qiuge was silent for a while, and then said depressedly, "I just wanted to say a few words to you in front of the teacher. Who would have thought that she would suddenly raise this opinion. If I had known, I would not have..."
Xie Xinglin didn't speak anymore, just when Su Qiuge thought that the short conversation between them was going to be spent in mutual silence as before, there was a black notebook on her desk.
The boy's slender hands rested on the notebook, looking cold and white.
Xie Xinglin raised his eyebrows: "This is the notebook of the competition class, read it for yourself. If you still don't understand it after careful consideration, ask me again."
Su Qiuge had a very correct understanding of his words.
- See for yourself, don't ask me.
Maybe because of what Zhao Minghua explained, Su Qiuge could not ask Xie Xinglin if he had any questions recently. Although he was indifferent, he would briefly talk to her about the key points. Su Qiuge was not stupid, and it made sense.
The two kept silent about what Su Qiuge had done before, and Su Qiuge didn't know why Xie Xinglin didn't ask, maybe he was disdainful or maybe he didn't care about it at all, since he didn't ask her, it's not easy to take the initiative to explain what.
She thinks this way of getting along is pretty good, and the male protagonist should not retaliate against her. After two months, she and the male protagonist are passersby.
He walks his way to prosperity, and she crosses her single-plank bridge.
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During the recent period, Su Qiuge likes to endorse on the roof of the top floor of the teaching building during his lunch break. There are often very few people during this time, not only the quiet air is also good.
Su Qiuge moved a small stool and sat behind the raised building in the center of the rooftop, and memorized the book in a low voice. I don't know who got a few potted plants on the rooftop, and the unnamed flowers are growing vigorously.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a conversation in her ear, and she was still wondering if she had hallucinated. Until a familiar name fell into her ears, convincing her that someone was speaking.
She stuck her head out of the wall against which she was backing, and caught a glimpse of two figures in the distance.
Among them, a fashionably dressed woman snuffed out the cigarette in her hand, her red lips slightly parted, and the voice came from far away.
"Xinglin, I asked the teacher about your situation when I came. You did a good job. I know you don't like your mother, but you can't ruin your bright future just because of your willfulness."
"Compared to outsiders, mom still loves you the most. Mom will try her best to give you anything you want..."
Opposite the woman stood a tall and stern young man.
That is her tablemate, Xie Xinglin.
Although Su Qiuge knew that it was not good to listen to others behind her back, she couldn't go out and say "hello and goodbye" to them now, so she could only retreat into the corner.
She recalled the Xie Xinglin she had just seen, and blinked slightly.
His whole body was full of extreme boredom, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Having been at the same table with him for so many days, she knew that this man was very calm no matter what he was facing. It was not so much that he was cold by nature. In fact, she more or less saw that he just didn't care about not participating. It was rare to see him in such a mood. When out of control.
The woman said a lot, and then Su Qiuge heard a sneer.
Su Qiuge could even imagine the young man's brows slightly raised and arrogant and surly at this moment.
His extremely cold voice came over: "I said, I don't want to see you again."
The woman frowned, and she stepped forward: "Xinglin, why are you so ignorant, my mother also had difficulties back then, why can't you understand me? Why has it been so long, you still have feelings for your mother? What about prejudice?"
"You have to know that no one can love you more than your mother, and no one can give you more now, your father is dead-"
Halfway through speaking, the woman let out a scream, something was broken and made a crackling sound.
Su Qiuge squatted by the wall and didn't look at what happened.
She only heard Xie Xinglin say—
"roll."
His tone was full of savagery.
Then there was the hurried sound of high heels, and the woman left without a word.
The rooftop has returned to its long-lost tranquility, as if the farce just now was just an illusion.
Su Qiuge squatted for a while holding her language book. After confirming that there was no sound, she slowly stood up. When she stood up, she found that her legs were sore.
She decided not to come to the rooftop to endorse in the future, lest the next time she heard that any confidential document would be killed and silenced.
She slowly put the stool back where it was and walked to the door of the rooftop.
Just as she was about to go out from the door, her eyes suddenly darkened, and then she was blocked by someone's arm, only to realize that the boy hadn't gone far, and she almost ran into his arms.
She raised her eyes and met the boy's gloomy gaze.
He is tall, with his elbows slightly bent on the edge of the door frame, his eyelashes slightly drooping, and he looks at her condescendingly. From a distance, the ambiguous picture that looks like a girl in his arms is vividly interpreted by him. Killing intent.
"… "
At this time, Su Qiuge silently typed two words in his heart:
I giao—
Liangliang, the vicious female supporting actor eavesdropping on the male protagonist's private events on the rooftop is regarded as a discovery and cannot be washed away.