The atmosphere froze, and the two sides tacitly felt apprehensive.
Why do you want to drink again
Why do you have to carry it
One was bitter in his heart and couldn't speak, and the other didn't believe it when he told the truth. They looked at each other silently, and no one moved.
Su Lian raised his hands in the air, feeling a little sore: "How about letting each other live."
The implication is obvious, I will let you go, don't be too persistent.
"That won't work, that's all, the three of us sorted it out for hours."
Chi Huang shook the stack of papers, and took a breath: "I'm afraid you will go to bed early, and I will run all the way back to find you. It's just memorizing a book, what a big deal."
What's the matter, to put it lightly, why don't you come.
Su Lian smiled angrily: "So... the two of them don't have any materials to bring over, do they?"
"right."
A word fell lightly, and the world was completely destroyed with a bang.
Su Lian's face was ashen, and he didn't know what evil he did in his previous life.
"Have you forgotten that we still have a bet?"
Chi Wang put the stack of papers on the table, and replied confidently: "This time I have performed exceptionally well in Chinese, don't be naive, I can't lose."
Heh, Su Lian sneered and didn't say a word.
"So, don't worry about it, and boldly improve your score." Chi Wang looked at him with raised eyes, leaned against the door frame, and smiled brightly.
If it wasn't for the fact that this person had a really good personality, Su Lian suspected that he was intentionally tricking him.
He put the thermos cup on the table, and there was a crisp sound, a silent hint.
The limit is one for one, and Chi Wan understands it in seconds.
He stared at the water-blue thermos as if he was at home, with a tragic face: "Okay, I will drink, you carry it, and supervise each other."
In order for Gu Anjiu to talk about the battle of honor in the dormitory all night, he temporarily included himself as a member of 403.
After finishing speaking, he took a step ahead, sucked in a breath of cold air suddenly, and mustered up the courage to take a big gulp into his mouth.
It's still a familiar taste, it's still a bad formula, and it's still a physiological impulse that makes people unable to resist nausea.
The rich sourness and bitterness permeated the entire mouth, mixed with a few wisps of weird sweetness in the middle, sticky and mixed together and poured into the throat, it was more nauseating than the last time it was purely unpalatable.
Fuck, epic hell perverted health food.
Whoever becomes Su Lian's wife in the future will really suffer.
"That's right, it's much better." Someone coaxed out of conscience, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed stiffly.
Seeing his stubbornness, Su Lian didn't expose it: "I just said, the improved version will be much better."
"Well, it's your turn." Chi Wang's hand holding the thermos trembled slightly, pretending to be calm.
The cool brother on the opposite side didn't speak, just locked him so straightly, his eyelashes were slightly curled up, and he looked very attractive when he was not talking.
But he has a choking mouth, and his words are very unpleasant: "Drink it up."
Chi snorted: "What about the trust between people?"
Su Lian didn't bother to talk about it at all: "Hurry up."
It's a disaster that can't be avoided, Chi Huang sighed, frowned, and poured out crazily into his mouth in one go.
The glass was empty, and his mentality completely collapsed.
He wasn't the only one who lost his mind.
Su Lian sat back at the desk, flipped through the pile of materials, and silently read them silently, falling into a state of hopelessness.
He is a medical student studying at Peking University, and he is fluent in science, English, and English. What is he doing now
In... Fuck memorizing high school English essays.
With a glance, the person next to him seemed to have eased the ravaged energy, exuded a relaxed body again, and opened his legs to play Happy Landlords on the screen of his mobile phone.
That uncle acted like a master, really like a supervisor.
"Can you stop sitting next to me? It's very annoying." Su Lian turned to the next page irritably, and there were densely packed small English characters lined up.
Chi Wang moved the stool a small distance away, and spread his long legs further apart: "Don't be impatient, just meditate, just treat me as air."
"I thought you were an idiot." Su Lian cursed softly, and continued to endorse indignantly.
Chi Wang smiled, did not refute, pointed his finger, and robbed a landlord.
The door opened again, and Gu Anjiu came in happily, and put the book on the stack of materials, making things worse.
He said happily, "I got it. It's the last one. It's a collection of comprehensive science and comprehensive questions recommended by the Qingbei class student next door."
"It's really hard to buy. The two of us have gone to several stores." Lin Yan followed in, hooking the little stuttering schoolbag belt, "If you don't know how to do it, the little monkey can help you with tutoring."
The materials in front of him were piled up like a mountain, Su Lian rested his head on his fingers, and looked at the four faces without love: "Do you want me to die?"
One wave is not calm, another wave rises again, he is almost drowned by the huge wave of youth.
"No, no, Xiaojiu, Brother Jiu said, this is a battle between dormitory, dormitory, and dorm. I have finished reviewing, and I can help, help."
Song Jiaci swallowed hard, "W-what don't you understand, just ask, ask me."
Su Lian's head hurt even more. After he finished speaking, it must be dawn.
He made a strategic compromise: "You guys go to sleep, I can recite the questions, I can read the books, all night tonight, okay?"
"That's right, this way, without disturbing you, Su Lian will go to my dormitory." Chi Huan got up and stretched, stretched out his hand to collect the pile of materials, and made a decision on his own, "Go, I'll help you move the books .”
Su Lian leaned against the back of the chair and said weakly, "Thank you."
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Chi Wang was too sleepy to stare at the side, his fingers went into his trouser pockets, and he took out his cigarette case to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.
As soon as the fingers were pinched, the lighter hadn't come out yet, and the back of the hand was hit by the instruction book, and it hurt.
"Fuck, what did you hit me for?"
"No smoking."
Chi Wang held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, lightly biting the cigarette holder to satisfy his craving: "I'll go outside to smoke, so I won't smoke you."
Su Lian had just finished reciting the fifteenth chapter, and her whole body was restless and wanted to hit someone, and her air pressure was extremely low: "Will you die if you don't smoke?"
"I'm sleepy." While talking, he yawned lazily, "I'm really sleepy. I'll go out to refresh myself before I come in to accompany you."
Su Lian reached out to grab the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can along with the cigarette case and lighter, making a muffled sound with a swish.
His knuckles curled up, and his tone was very irritable: "Let me see you again, and beat you up again."
His mind is confused now, he doesn't even bother to make up a reason, and directly threatens with violence.
This is the Ni Lin who has touched the back of the cool brother of health preservation, and can't afford to offend this ancestor.
Chi Huang rubbed his nose and stood up helplessly: "Okay, don't smoke, I'll wash my face with cold water, okay?"
The man didn't respond to him, his face looked cloudy and rainy, and he didn't know why he was angry.
Chi Huang raised his eyebrows, turned around and went into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and simply took a shower.
When he came out again, the person who studied hard had already fallen asleep on the desk.
He walked over quickly, reaching out his hand to wake him up, his fingers touched the soft hair, and the palm was itchy from the fluffy hair.
With such a hard temper, how can the hair be so soft.
Chi Wang stared at him for a while, but remained silent for a long time. The light of the desk lamp stretched the shadow of his eyelashes very long, and his whole face looked paler. He still held an open water-based pen in his finger, and the tip of the pen was unconsciously drawn some messy scratches on the paper.
It seems to push people too hard, there is no need, Chi Wang has no heart after all.
Turning around, he took a school uniform jacket from the closet, and put it lightly on his thin shoulders.
Thinking through thick and thin, he sat back on the chair next to him, used his elbows as pillows, and lay down together.
Su Lian woke up naturally at six o'clock, the table was too hard, and he felt like he was falling apart.
He looked down at the clothes draped over himself, and then glanced at Chi Wang who was still asleep next to him, a little dazed.
No matter how much a person's personality changes, the gentleness in his natural bones can't be hidden after all.
Su Lian leaned against the back of the chair and sat quietly for a while, pulled the clothes off her shoulders, folded them neatly, and put them aside.
He wiped his face, stretched out his hand to push him, and said softly, "Chi Huang, get up and go to the exam."
"Huh? Have you finished memorizing the model essay?" Suddenly woken up, Chi Huanghun half-opened his eyes in confusion, his consciousness was still a little unconscious, but his thoughts were extremely clear, and he firmly remembered the responsibility of the supervisor.
"... Carry your uncle on your back." Su Lian's little emotion in her heart was instantly shattered to pieces.
Su Lian walked into the examination room under everyone's eager gaze. The solemn posture seemed to be the hope of the whole village, and he only had to pull up a banner to show respect.
After the two exams in the morning and afternoon, and the lack of sleep the first night, he felt a little drifting.
But for the sake of the bet, he still concentrated all his attention and finished the test paper seriously.
The English test is over, and the whole body seems to be falling apart.
Chi Huan crossed the desk and strode forward, his tone very proud: "The model essay was drawn, and it is the fifth essay you memorized yesterday. Look, I said that Xueba's notes are useful."
"You have such a good memory, why the hell don't you memorize it?" Su Lian picked up her schoolbag angrily, "Please ask me for a leave of absence for evening self-study."
"Why do you ask for leave?" Chi Wang was puzzled.
Su Lian stared at his vigorous posture, really wondering if this person had taken a stimulant: "I'll go back and catch up on sleep, okay?"
As expected of a cool guy in health care, Chi Wang nodded and made an OK gesture.
No. 3 Middle School is famous for its fast grading speed. A day later, Li Guoqing entered the classroom with a large stack of Chinese papers.
He put it on the table, raised his hand to touch the little hair left, his expression was calm, and he couldn't see good or bad, which made the restless atmosphere in the classroom even stronger.
"Students whose names are called, come up and get your own test papers."
The students were called up one by one. More or less scolding, except for a few obvious smiling faces, the whole is full of sorrow.
"Su Lian, yours."
In the past two days, the center of the whirlpool was named, and everyone turned their heads in unison, trying to see some clues through the thin answer sheet.
Li Guoqing was a little surprised when he saw the scores on the test paper. The child's grades were not as bad as he had imagined.
He turned to the back of the paper, and his expression sank again: "Why are all your ancient poems empty, one piece not filled in, and one not memorized?"
"En." Su Lian took it over, and replied vaguely, "There's not enough time, there's no time."
"Come to my office after school." Li Guoqing didn't say any more, and continued to roll the roll: "Chi Huang, come here."
Su Lian went down with the test paper and leaned back on the back of the chair wearily. Two days ago, I stayed up half the night, and I was still sleepy after two nights of sleep.
Gu Anjiu stretched his neck, glanced at the score, lowered his voice and let out a wow: "97? Passed, is it true or not? Aren't you the lowest score?"
"It just so happens that most of them know it." Su Lian said modestly, very euphemistically.
"You are also the best at Chinese, just like Mr. Wang, I'm only 60, good food." Gu Anjiu held his test paper full of red crosses, flipped through it, and muttered in displeasure.
That was indeed food, Su Lian's comforting words stuck in her mouth, as if she had nothing to say.
Chi Wang strode down with the paper in his hands, exuding a spring breeze from his whole body.
As if to show off, put it on the table next to it, the red and orange scores are very conspicuous.
He scanned Su Lian's score, and the smile faded: "What's going on, you're actually higher than me?"
Su Lian stared at the big 79 points next door, with a calm expression: "Is it difficult?"
Chi Wan got stuck for a while, why is this person crazier than him now.
"It's over, Mr. Wang, you have to do—" Gu Anjiu suffocated a smile, and stretched out his voice, "One-month-sixth-shift-leader-operator."
The expression on his face was so gloating that he forgot that he was on the opposite side of Su Lian back then, but he fanned the flames with all his energy.
Lin Yan touched his arm: "Do you want to die?"
"Shut up." Chi Wang stared at the results of his hard work, dull.
Didn't this person have poor grades, but he actually passed the exam? Is this reasonable
An ominous premonition rose rapidly and gradually took shape.
Thinking of standing on the wide runway, with all Class 6 lined up right in front of him, he, a third lieutenant school tyrant who is still feared after retiring from the world, a street boss who has subdued thousands of gangsters from other schools, wants to dance and pose as a standard leader... …
The limbs are stiff and the scalp is numb.
Chi Wang pressed his tongue against his palate, and said vaguely: "Isn't it better to compare me with the lowest number of words? It's not certain who wins and who loses."
Su Lian nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Yes, but thank you for supervising me to memorize English all night that day. I think I did well in the exam."
The yin and yang are strange and insinuating.
"..." Chi Wan leaned back in his chair, forcing himself to comfort himself, "It's okay, we'll wait for math, if you pass 79 in the exam, you'll be ruthless."
Don't worry, it won't, it really won't.
As for Su Lian and him, who are so indifferent, who are they going to scare.
Su Lian's score of 97 did not cause much disturbance, and Ai Xuexuan turned his nostrils upside down after hearing the score, and even dismissed it.
One grade is the last, and only this subject can get a passing grade, which is not enough to get between the teeth.
He couldn't wait until the results were all out, and when he thought of the scene where Su Lian stood in the broadcasting room and shouted "I'm a badass", he sneered in his heart.
This group of rubbish scumbags should be taught a lesson to eliminate their usual arrogance.
The class bell rang, and the math teacher came in with a stack of papers in the same posture. This time, his expression was extremely serious, and his aura was extremely low. Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe out, as if they had met a plague god.
The atmosphere in the classroom was solemn, and he pushed his glasses: "This time, the math questions are more difficult. Don't be discouraged when you see the scores. The second year of high school has just started. Ah, next, I will read the names and scores according to the rankings. Everyone, come up and get the answer sheet. "
"Mr. Zhao, aren't you being executed in public?"
"Don't read the grades, fuck, it's so embarrassing!!!"
"I wanted to be deaf and deaf in place and die suddenly on the spot."
"I'm so nervous, I'm so nervous, my last two big math problems are empty, and I'm definitely doomed."
The complaints one after another could not be suppressed, and they stopped abruptly in the roll call of "Su Lian". Everyone raised their heads neatly again, with puzzled expressions.
"Read it backwards, no way, no way, it's so cruel."
"Su Lian took the last place in the exam? This is too cruel."
"It's not surprising, I heard that his grades are poor."
"I'm just curious, will it break the record for the lowest score in our class."
"147, the highest score in our class."
The scores interrupted all kinds of conjectures. After the math teacher finished reading, he said with some regret: "Three points were deducted, one answer was not written, and one result was not simplified. It was too careless. Be careful next time."
When these words fell, thousands of layers of waves were stirred up, and everyone was petrified, dumbfounded.
All of a sudden, there were gasps of inhalation everywhere.
What the hell, is it the teacher's eyesight or their ears are broken, or the whole class is hallucinating collectively.
What I just said, the legendary bottom one got 147 in the math test, who would believe it.
Chi Wan looked sideways at his deskmate, hesitating to speak: "You don't even have a student friend..."
"I have no friends." Su Lian stood up indifferently and went to the stage to receive the paper.
Passing by Ai Xuexue from the aisle, someone suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes: "How could you take 147?"
The man's eyes were scarlet, his hands were strong, and his voice was full of disbelief.
"Release." Su Lian pulled back her clothes impatiently, went up to the podium without looking back, and took back the paper.
"Ai Xuexue, 142, this time only two students are on 140, everyone has to work hard." The math teacher knocked on the podium, "Ai Xuexue, what are you doing in a daze?"
After being called, Ai Xuexue walked up in a daze, then returned to his seat top-heavy.
He could no longer hear what the teacher said behind him, his ears were buzzing, like tinnitus.
After five minutes of relaxation, Ai Xuexue finally adjusted his breathing and pulled himself out of the confusion.
He quickly added up Su Lian's scores in the two subjects, and then counted his own language scores together. Based on the calculation of his scores in science and English last time, if he performed normally, Su Lian would have to get close to full marks in the remaining two subjects to pass the exam. he.
This question is generally difficult, and the possibility is slim.
He squeezed the pen holder, heaved a sigh of relief, and squeezed it again the next second.
Yesterday I inquired about Su Lian's previous grades. Although I don't know who is the accomplice, this person definitely cheated.
It's just that their bet was just about ranking, not the means.
In case, in case this person's total score is really higher than him.
The scene of him appearing in the broadcasting room flashed through his mind, and his whole body froze.
Even if there is only a slight possibility, his life cannot be allowed to have such a shameful mark, absolutely not.
For the first time in the whole math class, Ai Xuexuan was distracted intermittently, feeling like sitting on pins and needles, with thorns on his back.
When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Su Lian was surrounded by crowds of people, all of them ran over to look at the test paper with the highest score in the class.
The handwriting is neat and the process is clear. If this is cheating, the first grader must join hands to help.
Everyone was puzzled and puzzled. In front of people, it was not good to question directly, but just turned the paper back and forth to check the flaws.
Ai Xuexue seized the gap and squeezed into the crowd, pretending to be calm and said: "Even if you got 147 in math and only 97 in Chinese, you are still dragging your feet badly."
"You don't need to repeat my scores." Su Lian got annoyed seeing this man, and used the book to push her hands away from the table, "Don't block my breathing."
Ai Xuexue pursed his lips, and deliberately emphasized: "I just did the calculation for you. You can only surpass me if you get full marks in the remaining two subjects. You will lose."
Su Lian: "Oh."
With a lazy expression, he reached out and unscrewed the thermos, and drank calmly.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Ai Xuexue became a little anxious, and raised his voice slightly: "Well, let me be more generous, let's replace the broadcasting room with a roar in the class, and save you some face. How about it, can't change it?" Change the bet?"
He pretended to be arrogant, but he was actually leaving a way out for himself. In case I really lose, at least keep a full face.
Su Lian raised her eyes in the mist of the vacuum flask, and saw that his forehead was sweating slightly, and his lips were turning white. It was a physiological reaction of excessive nervousness.
It's just a grade in math, that's all.
"to not fix."
"You... I've given you the steps, and you're still shameless. It's just 147 in one subject, and I don't know whose answer I copied."
Ai Xuexue pretended to be calm, looked around, and exaggerated, "He needs a full score in the exam to beat me. Isn't this a fantasy?"
"That's true. It seems that No. 3 Middle School has not yet achieved a perfect score in science and comprehensive studies, right?"
"English is also quite difficult, this time the topic is so fucking perverted."
"Aside from other things, I am a little convinced by Su Lian's unyielding aura."
Su Lian was too lazy to speak, and took another sip of water slowly.
Ai Xuexue was made terrified by Su Lian's calm posture, and became more and more anxious: "I'll give you one last chance, change the bet or not."
"People have said they won't change it, but you're still pushing me here, are you annoying?" Chi Wang leaned back, half of his chair was raised, with a bad expression on his face.
Being choked up like this, Ai Xuexue was speechless.
He glanced at his lips, pretending not to care, and said: "I gave you a chance, anyway, it's not me who was ashamed, so don't regret it."
Su Lian was spinning the pen in her hand, her face was full of impatience, and she was so noisy.
"Total, total score, statistics, statistics are out."
Song Jiaci is the school committee member. As soon as he got the class report card ranking from the office, he rushed into the classroom and stood on the podium.
The atmosphere that had just calmed down was instantly ignited, and a group of people quickly surrounded it, wishing they could grab the list and take a look for themselves.
"Fuck, are these teachers human? The grades are so fast."
"Quickly, quickly, how many points did Su Lian get in the science and English tests?"
"It's okay to just talk about the ranking, and give us melon-eating people a good time."
After a few days of betting in the second pass of high school, the bet finally came to fruition. At first, Su Lian was thought to be a sure loser, but after the math results came out, many people began to secretly look forward to a counterattack.
Or rather, expecting an impossible to happen.
"Su Lian's Li, Li Zonghe, and English, Du, Du, Du..." Song Jiaci stammered even more when he was in a hurry, his whole face turned red, and he couldn't continue.
"Oh, what's the matter, didn't you pass?"
"I'm so anxious, if you can't do it, I'll read it."
"Little stammer, can you straighten your tongue and speak?"
Say, say, everyone's eyes are round and anxious.
Ai Xuexue swallowed, his whole body tensed up uncontrollably. The veins on the back of the hand bulged, the fist was clenched tightly, and the nails sank deeply into the palm.
There were layers of sweat on his back, dripping down like he couldn't stop, and his whole body was drenched.
No matter how awesome this scumbag's cheating methods are, how could he find a person with a perfect score who copied the answers completely.
However, knowing that it was impossible, a premonition of growing panic emerged in my heart.
The uneasiness grew bigger and bigger, almost swallowing people.
Absolutely, can't, can't be...
"It's a perfect score." Song Jiaci finally got over his breath, and spoke the result smoothly in one breath.
The audience was quiet, and the sound of breathing one after another could be heard quietly.
Su Lian was expressionless, his neck was suddenly hooked by Chi Wang, shaking back and forth, almost dying: "You fucking let go."
"Pretend well, you're waiting for me here." Chi Wang gritted his teeth, regretting the past.
The onlookers who reacted have already pulled out their mobile phones one after another, and while quickly passing the information to every corner of the sophomore year, they couldn't help screaming.
"Fuck, awesome!!!!"
"Really, what is the concept of a perfect score?"
"This fucking is not a school bully, but a god of learning, right?! I knelt down."
The voices of discussion in the ear were getting farther and farther away. Ai Xuexue was nailed in place, feeling his throat was stuck by a pair of big hands, unable to make a sound or breathe in.
His whole body seemed to be crawled over by thousands of ants, nausea and nausea hit his chest, his heart stopped beating, and his eyes went dark.
Full marks, really full marks.
He panted heavily, following his heartbeat, and controlled his limp legs to barely stand.
In the next second, I comforted myself again, calm down, I'm fine, maybe I did well in the exam this time.
Su Lian's Chinese has pulled up so many scores, even if he has perfect scores in two subjects, he may not be able to pull it over.
With cold sweat on his head, Ai Xuexue staggered across the aisle, pulled away the crowd, grabbed the class rankings, and checked them with shaking hands.
His eyes were locked on his name in the first second, and he performed well in both science and English, which was a bit higher than he expected, and ranked eighth in the grade overall.
He slowly smiled, his eyes moved up, the smile froze on his face, and suddenly froze.
Above his name, there are two small bold characters written impressively.
Su Lian.
No more, no less, exactly one rank higher than him.
The name was full of sarcasm, pressed over like a mountain, fell into sight, smashed into the heart, and smashed all the internal organs.
Together with his pride and self-esteem, it was crushed hard on the soles of his feet and completely collapsed.
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