On Tuesday morning, Wen Liang was packing his pencil case, which contained all the necessary items for the exam, including pens, ballpoint pens, pencils, erasers, rulers, etc. Ren Yi rushed in and said excitedly in a low voice, "I finally found out that the person sitting next to me is Ji Xiaoling from Class 4."
Ji Xiaoling was the first in the Qingzhou City Middle School Entrance Examination this year, and she was very famous in Qing No. 1 Middle School. Some time ago, Wen Liang often heard people talking about how even if Ji Xiaoling had good grades in the past, she might not be good in the future, and that a girl was good in junior high school, and she would definitely not be as good as boys in high school. Wen Liang just laughed it off. In his previous life, he was ignorant of worldly affairs, but he knew this girl very well. In the near future, they will know what kind of evil Ji Xiaoling is, like an insurmountable mountain blocking everyone.
During her three years in high school, Ji Xiaoling took dozens of exams, and she won first place in all of them with her unquestionable strength. The most legendary time was during the first big practice session in the third year of high school. She had a high fever of 38.7 degrees. Cheng Haijun from Class 19 was secretly proud, thinking that he could finally get rid of the reputation of "eternal runner-up". Unexpectedly, Ji Xiaoling showed up at the examination room with an IV drip on the day of the exam. Except for the Chinese exam, which took a little longer, she handed in the papers for the other subjects within an hour. When the results came out, Cheng Haijun was still the second. It is said that Cheng got drunk that night and cried in the dormitory, asking to transfer to another school.
Wen Liang teased him deliberately and laughed, "Ji Xiaoling's grades are very good, but unfortunately she has a bad temper. It may not be easy for you to spy on her!"
Ren Yi laughed three times and said, "Ji Xiaoling's best friend is the niece of my aunt's sister-in-law. I have connected with her!"
Wen Liang was speechless for a long time before he said, "Brother Ren, how about we switch?"
At half past eight, Wen Liang stood up and prepared to go to Class 5. Ren Yi waved his hand and sang: "The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold. When Wen Liang left, he got zero on the test..."
Wen Liang was about to kick him, but Ren Yi bowed and smiled, "Take care, comrade. We'll have dinner together after the exam."
Wen Liang bowed and turned to leave. With Ren Yi's example, he was full of expectations for his deskmate. He didn't have to be as perverted as Ji Xiaoling, and Cheng Haijun could be tolerated. He arrived at Class 5 and found No. 19 to sit down. This seat was on the left side of the third row against the wall. The person next to him hadn't arrived yet. Wen Liang arranged his stationery and was suddenly attracted by a line of large characters on the desk: I'll be a member of Class 5 in my next life! The writing was vigorous, powerful, and full of emotion. It was a rare and good handwriting. Just when he was feeling that there were many talented people in No. 1 Middle School, a familiar voice rang in his ears: "Ah?"
Wen Liang raised his head and made eye contact with the newcomer. Three seconds later, they both shouted at the same time: "Fuck!"
"Didn't I just ask for leave and didn't come to school yesterday? Was the teacher deliberately making trouble for me? Well, I have no chance of passing the exam this time!" Liu Zhihe looked like he had stepped on dog shit and sat down reluctantly.
Wen Liang almost wanted to slap him. You are not satisfied with me, but I am not satisfied with you either. He said, "I should have checked the almanac before going out today. After meeting you, my level has dropped from number one to last!"
After complaining, Liu Zhihe smiled bitterly and said, "This is too coincidental. I was planning to learn a few questions from my deskmate."
“Same here!”
The two men laughed, and Wen Liang asked, "Did you take a day off yesterday? I was wondering how you could keep your composure and not come to celebrate with me." Bai Huan was tricked on Saturday night, and Liu Zhihe knew what happened on Sunday. But Wen Liang waited for him all day on Monday but didn't see him. It turned out that he had taken a day off.
"Oh, don't mention it. My grandpa was celebrating his birthday and I was so busy. I went to the banquet yesterday, otherwise I would have come to ask you for details. Tell me quickly. It's not clear over the phone, and I don't dare to ask my dad."
Wen Liang gave a brief account of what Liu Zhihe was concerned about. He rarely mentioned Xie Yan and focused on how he slapped Bai Huan in the face. Liu Zhihe felt very refreshed after hearing this and wished he was there to let out a sigh of relief.
"It's enough for us to know about this. Don't say anything more. I've already vented my anger. I still have use for Bai Huan. Don't go and provoke him again."
Liu Zhihe nodded. He didn't ask what Wen Liang was going to do, nor did he care how Bai Huan's matter would end. After all, Bai Changqian was the deputy mayor, so it was good that it ended like this. However, his admiration for Wen Liang deepened.
When the exam started, Liu Zhihe looked around, hoping to copy one or two questions, but he didn't even look at Wen Liang. After finishing the multiple-choice questions and reading comprehension questions, when he was about to write the composition, Wen Liang threw his pen and fell asleep on the table. Liu Zhihe was very contemptuous, thinking that he had to guess the answer anyway, and that the self-destructive buddy had a very poor psychological quality.
With a sense of responsibility to save the misguided teenager, Liu Zhihe pulled Wen Liang's paper over and prepared to help him finish the multiple-choice questions according to his own answers. He was shocked when he saw that Wen Liang had actually finished all the papers, and the composition was densely written.
Damn, Ji Xiaoling can’t be that fast, right
Liu Zhihe checked the multiple-choice questions and found that the two of them only had 10 points in common out of 60. He was very disdainful and wanted to correct Wen Liang's wrong answers. Fortunately, Uncle Wen had been paying attention to his every move. He was so scared that he almost broke into a cold sweat, grabbed the test paper and glared at him.
Liu Zhihe felt wronged. Good intentions were not rewarded. Let's not care. Wen Liang was amused by his appearance and wrote on the draft paper: Copy from me!
Liu Zhihe curled his lips and pretended not to see it. Immediately, Wen Liang kicked him in the lower body. In pain, he had to write: Can you do it, brother
Wen Liang snorted coldly and quickly wrote six words. Liu Zhihe was immediately defeated and immediately copied them.
Trust Brother Wen and you will pass the exam!
So domineering!
At lunch, Wen Liang asked, "Brother Ren, did your aunt's sister-in-law's niece's good friend, the legendary Ji Xiaoling, let you copy?"
Ren Yi took a fierce bite of the greens and said angrily, "Only women and villains are hard to raise! I said I would take good care of them, but in the end, you only let me see the first question, and then covered it tightly. MB, are you trying to protect me from perverts? The most infuriating thing is that I know the answer to the first question!"
Wen Liang laughed loudly while looking up to the sky. Ren Yi took another bite of vegetables, frowned and said, "Who is the expert sitting next to you, Brother Wen? Did you copy anything from him?"
Wen Liang's laughter was immediately cut off, as if his throat was pinched and a ton of chili water was poured down his throat. He coughed lightly and said, "Well, let's not talk about it. It was Liu Zhihe..."
Ren Yi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, his body swaying back and forth, but he forgot that the chairs in the cafeteria had no backrests, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The two-day exam passed in a hurry. Liu Zhihe had already given up, believing that he was dragged down by Wen Liang and would definitely be ranked in the bottom two of the grade. It was no wonder that he was like this. Anyone who saw Wen Liang's speed in answering questions would have the same idea. He spent almost half of the time to finish all the questions in each subject, and the remaining half of the time was for Liu Zhihe to copy. Of course, under the guidance of Wen Liang's skills, some of the answers would be different, so as to avoid accusations of plagiarism.
When the bell for the last exam rang, Liu Zhihe sighed and said, "Call me on the day the results are announced. Let's go have a drink."
Wen Liang knew what he meant and suppressed his laughter: "Well, then we'll celebrate together for getting good grades in the exam."
Liu Zhihe didn't want to see Wen Liang's ugly face anymore, so he said something and ran away. Wen Liang laughed.
When he walked out of the fifth class classroom and was about to go upstairs, he saw Beimi running over from the opposite teaching building. He came straight to him and said breathlessly: "I was... just about to go to the third class to find you... I was afraid it would be too late... and you would leave if it was too late."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Don't worry, talk slowly, I'm here, I can't run away."
"Tan Yu didn't come to take the exam today, and he didn't ask for leave from his class teacher. I don't know where his home is, and I can't contact him..."
Wen Liang raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you come to take the exam?"
Bemi nodded and asked anxiously, "You are his good friend, do you know what happened? Is he sick?"
Wen Liang shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll go to his house after school. Thank you for telling me the news."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Suddenly, Bemi shouted from behind, "Can you tell me what happened after you go and see it? Or I'll come to see you tomorrow, okay?"
Wen Liang stopped, turned around, looked at Beimi quietly, and suddenly smiled and said, "Okay!"
Little girl, you are still too young. It’s not a sin to love playing, but be careful not to play with fire or you will get burned!
After going upstairs, Ren Yi leaned on the railing in front of the third shift door and said mockingly, "Brother Wen, you have such a good appetite. You accept everything that comes to you."
Wen Liang was too lazy to waste time with him and directly delivered a fatal blow, saying: "Brother Ren, as a man who was deceived, played with, and insulted by a woman in the examination room, you have no right to laugh at me, your brother."
The Ji Xiaoling incident was destined to become a stain on Ren Yi's life. He was immediately defeated by Wen Liang's powerful counterattack and ran back to the classroom in shame, covering his face.
After school, Wen Liang went to Tan Yu's house. It rained heavily on Monday night, and the water in front of the residential building was still not ankle-deep even after two days. A row of red bricks was crookedly placed in the water, and people entering and leaving had to meet in the middle of the way, and had to do an extremely difficult mid-air exchange.
Wen Liang went up to the third floor and knocked on the door, but there was no response. After waiting for a while, he had no choice but to go home. Walking on the brick path, a girl came towards him. The sky was a little gray, and when she got closer, he could see clearly that it was Tan Xue.
"Ah, Wen Liang? Why are you here?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Let's find a safe place to talk. I'm standing on one foot on a brick, so it's difficult to stand on one leg..."
Tan Xue's face was filled with worry. She forced a smile, turned around and walked back the way she came.
"Where's Tan Yu? Why didn't he go to take the exam?"
Wen Liang asked as soon as they stood in a clean place. Tan Xue lowered her head and whispered, "He was injured and hospitalized..."
Wen Liang's heart tightened, and he asked, "Is he seriously injured?"
Before Tan Xue could speak, tears started streaming down her cheeks. Wen Liang was extremely anxious, but he still patted her shoulder gently and said softly, "Don't worry, it's okay! Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen!"
Tan Xue finally stopped crying, her face full of guilt and self-blame, she murmured: "Xiao Yu came to pick me up last night, and happened to run into Zhao Jianjun and his gang, they... they..."