The English unit test paper this time was a bit difficult. Jiang Li scored 148 points in the test, not only ranking first in the class, but also 1.5 points higher than Xu Haowen's 146.5 in the sixth class.
When learning Jiang Li's score at the beginning, the head teacher of Class 5 was skeptical about the ranking. In this regard, Teacher Zhu firmly stated that Jiang Li never cheated.
Because Jiang Li suddenly changed his appearance and became confident and excellent, she always fell on Jiang Li unconsciously during the exam, and it could be said that she was paying attention to him the whole time, and he had no chance of cheating at all.
In the classroom of Class 6, Grade 1.
"Haowen, have you heard? Jiang Li from Class 5 scored 148 on the English test paper!!" Xu Haowen's deskmate pulled him to share the latest news with him, "This time the test paper is so difficult, 148 points, it's really not worth it! What's tricky?"
Xu Haowen, who was checking his test paper for mistakes, raised his head and glanced at him when he heard this: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh." The deskmate put his hand on his mouth and made a zipper movement.
Xu Haowen lowered his head and continued to read the test paper, but slowly closed his brows. He remembered that the last time he met Jiang Li at the stairs, the other party lowered his head against the wall, not daring to look at him.
On the other side of the classroom, Feng Yu was also talking about this matter with Chi Fang. As a scumbag who had never passed English, he expressed his admiration for the top student who scored 148 in the test.
However, what he admired more was another thing.
"I heard from Xiaodong that Jiang Li actually ridiculed them for being out of their minds!!"
Feng Yu said, imitating the gossip he heard, and said in a tone of "everyone except me is rubbish": "It's useless to rely on hard work, the main thing is to rely on brains."
Chi Fang: "..."
This time, Chi Fang, who failed the unit test paper, felt that he was also in the range of group ridicule.
However, based on his experience of meeting Jiang Li these few times, he really doesn't seem like someone who can say such arrogant and disdainful words.
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Jiang Li didn't care that he was once again the talk of the crowd, and he still walked alone, without any intention of getting closer to other people in the class.
As for Chi Fang, he is not in a hurry to attack, anyway, it will be long in the future.
However, since the results of the English test came out, the attitude of other teachers towards him has gradually changed. They no longer ignore his existence as before, and they will ask him to get up to answer questions in class.
It was evening self-study, Jiang Li took a car back home, and when he went upstairs, he found that the door was ajar.
A thief
Jiang Li found a handy wooden stick from the corner of the stairs, gently pushed the door open, and walked in lightly. There was a broken backpack in the guest house, and there was a sound of cursing in his room.
Hearing the sound, Jiang Li realized that it wasn't a thief but Yuan Shen's father had returned.
Sure enough, a middle-aged man came out of Jiang Li's room, wearing gray short-sleeved and black trousers, with a crew-shaven head, slightly drooping corners of his eyes, looking greasy and rogue.
Father Jiang was taken aback when he saw Jiang Li, and after watching for a few seconds, he realized that this was his son. Then, when he saw the wooden stick in Jiang Li's hand, his expression changed: "Little brat, what are you trying to do? Want to hit your father?" ?!"
Jiang Li held the wooden stick without letting go, just stood like this, and said expressionlessly, "I thought the house was just broken into."
"Thief?" Jiang's father seemed to have heard some joke, laughed for a while, and pointed to the things in the house, "Which thing without eyes would come here to steal things?"
Indeed, apart from a pile of broken furniture, there is not even a single valuable thing in the house.
"By the way, I'm going out for a while, you give me some money." Father Jiang ordered, he searched Jiang Li's room just now but found no money.
"I have no money." Jiang Li said.
Jiang's father didn't believe it: "Aren't you working in Lao Zhou's factory? How can you have no money, stop fucking nonsense, and quickly take it out."
"Did you tell me, you also fell over just now." Jiang Li didn't want to confront him directly, nor did he want to tangle with him, lest he couldn't control himself, so he walked around the sofa from the other side to the room.
Since childhood, this was the first time that Jiang Li shook his face. Jiang's father looked ugly, strode over, and stretched out his hand to slap him: "You little bastard, you..."
Jiang Li reacted sensitively and dodged to the side, and the stick in his hand was drawn neatly, directly on Father Jiang's wrist, causing him to howl in pain.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands." Jiang Li took a few steps away and looked at him coldly.
Jiang's father was enraged by Jiang Li's attitude, and rushed towards him cursingly, wanting to teach him a lesson, but Jiang Li saw the opportunity and dodged sideways, then raised his foot and kicked him hard on the side of the waist, directly kicking him to the side of the wall He stretched out his hand to pull up the broken cover on the sofa and put it on his head, and pulled the stick in his hand forcefully.
Jiang's father was covered by the hood and struggled a few times before tearing it off, and Jiang Li's stick hit his face.
"what!"
Father Jiang let out a cry of pain, cursed "little bastard", stood up from the ground, picked up a small wooden stool beside him and threw it at Jiang Li.
"Host beware!"
The sound of the system sounded urgently.
Jiang Li dodged it nimbly, and seeing Jiang's father pounce on him, he jumped over with one hand supporting the back of the sofa.
"I'll beat you to death today, you little bastard." Father Jiang walked towards Jiang Li with a sullen face. His dark face still had bruises that Jiang Li pulled out with a stick just now. away from anger.
Jiang Li clenched the stick in his hand, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, his eyes were filled with darkness: "I have exactly the same intention."
Jiang Li originally didn't want to rely on violence to solve everything, but things backfired. Since he couldn't avoid it, he would confront him head-on. The original body was hurt by this old bastard when he was a child, and today he simply begs for it!
Suddenly, a quick cell phone rang. Father Jiang took out the cell phone from his pocket, changed his face almost in a second, and said in a flattering tone: "Brother Dao... hey hey! Don't worry! I just want to get some money. Okay, okay, I'll go there right away, don't leave!"
Father Jiang hung up the phone, gave Jiang Li a vicious look, picked up the backpack on the ground and left in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.
Jiang Li looked at his back, feeling rather pity in his heart, his hands were itching.