Hou Jun and the others are all boarding students. The number of boarding students in the seventh class is not too small in proportion. There can be ten in total. In theory, the boarding students should go back to the classroom for self-study after dinner.
Meng Guowei is also emphasizing: "Don't think that you can have a holiday until the weekend. You are now at a very critical time. The second year of high school is a stage that links the previous and the next. Don't always expect that there will be a few rounds of general review in the third year of high school and then slack off..."
The classmate replied in a sluggish manner: "I know."
Xu Sheng turned the pen, still remembering his sacred mission of "let Shao Zhan concentrate on writing questions". He vaguely heard footsteps coming from the back door. The footsteps were very slow, and he turned his head - as expected, he was walking a little. Zhang Feng, who was sneakily preparing to walk in through the back door.
Zhang Feng didn't know if their get out of class was over, and wanted to find Xu Sheng chatting for a while, so his actions seemed particularly obscene.
Zhang Fenggang cautiously stuck out half of his head from the back window, Xu Sheng quickly wanted to grab the test paper and pen in Shao Zhan's hand.
"Boss!"
The event only happened in just two seconds.
Due to the external force, the root number on Shao Zhan's paper was pulled out a few centimeters. He raised his eyes and wanted to ask Xu Sheng what he wanted to do.
Seeing that Xu Sheng was too late to grab the test paper, he had to settle for the next best thing.
So Zhang Feng poked his head in completely from the window, and what he saw was "Xu Sheng", who had become increasingly cold recently, with Zhang paper on the table, holding a pen in his hand, and the hand of the god of learning just happened to cover his hand holding the pen. superior.
The two hands folded together.
This damn, elusive, slightly ambiguous gesture.
"… "
"What are you two doing?" Zhang Feng asked in a trance.
Xu Sheng was also in a trance, he didn't think much about it when he held it up, and it was too late to grab the pen and paper.
However, Shao Zhan reacted, he hinted: "I'm talking about the topic."
"Ah," Xu Sheng took the hint, "Yes, I'm giving him a topic."
"Xu," Xu Sheng didn't let go, he wanted to address Xu Sheng, but he always felt strange when he pronounced his name, so he turned the word "Xu", "At the same table, do you understand this question? If you don't understand, I will give it again. Say it again."
How dare Shao Zhan let him talk, this person is afraid that he can't even understand the title: "I understand."
Xu Sheng is well versed in the principles of acting as a drama and a complete set, and then he brought out a set of words that sounded like no problem, but had no knowledge content at all: "If you encounter this kind of question in the future, don't worry, first carefully review the question and clear the test site before writing. ."
Xu Sheng didn't think about his usual study level at all, he opened his mouth and said, "Do you think it's difficult? It's not difficult at all. This kind of question is a question with points, and you can get points if you answer it with your eyes closed."
Shao Zhan curled up the knuckle of his index finger, put it on Xu Sheng's palm as a warning, and said coldly, "Are you finished?"
Xu Sheng let go.
The weather has been sultry recently, and Xu Sheng's palms are sweating slightly, but he is clearly holding his own hand... It's still a bit strange how he feels.
Zhang Feng even thought the two of them were strange: "Wait a minute, the sun is coming out in the west today? Are you studying?"
As he said, he glanced at the table and found that the handwriting on the scratch paper was indeed a study of gods. It seemed that they "learned" more than one question. It is very likely that the two of them would gather together for the whole class, shaking hands and talking. question.
Shao Zhan asked in a "please leave" tone, "Are you okay?"
Zhang Feng scratched his head: "I just wanted to ask you about the Internet cafe..." What is the situation in the Internet cafe.
Shao Zhan thought that he was calling him to go out to the Internet again. He was really not interested in this activity, so as to avoid endless troubles in the future, so he took advantage of what Xu Sheng said just now, and interrupted: "Zhang Feng."
When did his brother call his full name so seriously and solemnly, Zhang Feng couldn't help standing up straight.
Shao Zhan added: "I think you should also focus more on your studies."
Zhang Feng was blank for a second: "Huh?"
After Zhang Feng went blank, he said in his heart:
Who can tell him what the hell is going on!
Is this something that Xu Sheng, who can hand in blank papers in exams, never listens to in class, and is punished for standing every day, can say
Xu Sheng let out a "cough", afraid that what Shao Zhan would say next would make Zhang Feng doubt his life: "School is over, you should go back quickly, we still have a few questions to discuss."
Zhang Feng looked at Xue Shen, and then at Xu Sheng.
It is really difficult for him to accept, why, his brother has changed!
But in just a few days, he was no longer the Xu Sheng who surfed the Internet with him, and he gradually became unfamiliar!
When Zhang Feng walked towards the stairs, he even walked out of the same footsteps: "Then I'll go back first... You guys, talk about the topic slowly..."
Meng Guowei waved his hands to dismiss the get out of class after a lot of chatter.
Xu Sheng went back to the dormitory directly after class, and just staggered the meal time when he fell asleep. He was thinking about going to eat something outside the school later when the screen of his mobile phone lit up.
There are no superfluous words on it, and it is simplified like a mobile phone memo.
Shao Zhan: It's 6:15 in the evening self-study.
Xu Sheng had never experienced such a thing as a self-study at night in his life. He simply ate a meal, and went to work at the click of a button. Almost all the students in the class had arrived. Shao Zhan was not there, he said he was coming later.
Hou Jun and the others changed their positions, and sat in the back row collectively, fearing that Gu Yanwang would study and check the class late, and he would lean back as much as he could.
Several people leaned their heads and formed a circle. When they heard someone coming, Hou Jun was shocked: "Someone is there!"
"Fuck me, Gu Yan Wang is checking the class?"
The others also sat back one after another. When they sat back, they saw "Shao Zhan" and breathed a sigh of relief: "Xue Shen, you scared us to death."
This scene is too familiar to Xu Sheng, and he must be playing games secretly. In the past, a small group such as the first year of high school was centered on him, and could circle around the back of the classroom for several times. He smiled and said: "I just passed by Gu Yanwang's office. , the others are not here, it is estimated that they will not be back in a while, so you can continue to play."
Hou Jun was stunned for a few seconds. Although they all worshiped the God of Learning, they were completely unfamiliar with them, and they didn't dare to get together at all—they had never seen the God of Learning so approachable.
Xu Sheng had a headache when he thought that the evening self-study would take a full three hours. He paused and turned to the vacant seat behind Hou Jun: "Can I sit here?"
Hou Jun suddenly felt that his little corner was full of brilliance: "Yes, yes, of course."
For the first time, Xu Sheng discovered that the identity of the God of Learning was quite useful.
Hou Jun took out the mobile phone hidden in the table, and several people continued to play the unfinished round.
"Brother Monkey, there is a person in the grass opposite."
"Yes, yes, shit, he seems to be stalking you."
Hou Jun: "Look at my headshot! Classmates, get ready to cheer for your monkey brother."
The applause did not sound as scheduled.
In the silence, someone said: "Your skills are not good... You have been shot ten times and missed one shot."
They are playing a popular shooting game, and Xu Sheng's account has already entered the top 100 in the whole server.
When he was just divided into classes, Xu Sheng was not familiar with his classmates in Class 2 and 7 of Senior High School. Usually, everyone seemed to be serious in class. He never expected to see the monitor taking the lead in playing games.
It seems that he is usually too depressed. After all, he is a teenager, so he can't hold back the passion in his heart.
Hou Jun saw the character's blood bar on the phone screen falling down, and he was getting ready to start another game. One hand was sticking out from the side. Although the knuckles of that hand were distinct, it didn't look very hard. Like a child, he tapped at random on the screen, dragged the character to easily avoid the opposite attack, and just used the "S"-shaped walk to successfully hide in a blind spot.
"Crazy."
Hou Jun exclaimed: "It's just a desperate situation."
Then he turned around to see who it was. He took that hand and saw the familiar gray-blue school uniform. He wore the straight school uniform a little arbitrarily. Because of the row of tables and chairs, "Shao Shao Zhan's hand can be stretched out entirely because he directly stepped sideways across half of the desk and sat on the desk with one long leg crossed at will.
After Xu Sheng finished the operation, he withdrew his hand and said, "I can't hit this from his angle. Next time I can run to the blind spot."
Hou Jun clapped his hands and said, "I can't find a second word other than awesome, so please allow me to say another word, it's awesome."
The relationship between classmates and classmates is so simple to build.
After two innings, the center position was replaced.
Xu Sheng was surrounded in the middle.
Not only playing games, but several people have already called him brothers. Xu Sheng was affectionately called "Brother Zhan" by everyone, and Xu Sheng also called Hou Jun "Monkey".
This is what Shao Zhan saw before entering the class.
Someone asked, "Brother Zhan, do you usually like to play games?"
Xu Sheng subconsciously wanted to say that if he didn't like playing games, he was considered a normal young man in the contemporary era, but just as he was about to say it, he realized who he was now.
"It's alright," Xu Sheng manipulated the character into the room area, and took advantage of the character in camouflage on the phone screen to automatically bend over to pick up the equipment and said, "I play games mainly to exercise my thinking mode and reaction ability, so as to improve learning efficiency."
"Brother Zhan's ideological realm," said the boy next to Hou Jun, "is really different from us ordinary people."
The boy Xu Sheng had the impression that when he selected the class committee just now, he passed it almost unanimously and finally served as the sports committee.
The sports committee's name is Tan Kai, who is less than 1.7 meters tall, far from the tall and sturdy sports committee image of the rest of the class. His hair is cut like a "bullet", slightly longer in the middle and standing up at the roots.
Tan Kai: "Can you tell us more about this mode of thinking that can improve learning efficiency?"
"Okay," Xu Sheng just manipulated the character to take out the props, "such as this grenade, what can you think of when you see it?"
Tan Kai didn't know why: "What?"
Xu Sheng threw the grenade out, the nonsense he just talked about had to continue, he said calmly, "Parabola."
I hope this brother doesn't ask him the parabolic formula theorem.
Apart from knowing the proper noun, he doesn't know anything about it.
Fortunately, Tan Kai was shocked, and it was difficult for him to explain the parabolic formula on the spot. He was stunned, and then said sincerely: "I'm convinced! This is really ashamed. I play games just for fun."
"Brother Zhan is indeed a god of learning."
"No wonder people throw grenades accurately! This game is like learning and using it."
Shao Zhan's face became darker and darker under the chatter of several people: "..."