Tan Mengmeng stayed for two seconds as if struck by lightning, and then realized that the phone was facing her.
In other words, the two people on the opposite side see the characters upside down.
Ye Cheng's eyes drifted down, and Tan Mengmeng saw the waiter wearing an apron walking towards her soon after she spoke.
For the first time, she felt that the image of Haidilao's waiters was as glorious as a savior.
Then, regardless of what happened, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Here, here! It's my birthday today!"
Haidilao at noon is when the crowd gathers, and the waiters scattered in every corner pricked up their ears, looking at the guest who voluntarily called out his birthday.
The waiter who came to her immediately understood, and said with a standard smile: "Good lady, please wait a moment."
Taking advantage of the distraction of the attention of the two people opposite, Tan Mengmeng quickly pulled the phone back.
Her little heart was pounding, trying her best to pretend to be calm, to cover up her gaffe just now.
The two of them were obviously out of state and didn't have time to see her small movements.
"Today is your birthday? Why didn't you say it earlier." Ye Cheng was surprised.
They didn't prepare anything and seemed a little disrespectful.
Lu Xiao chewed the fish skin, and said vaguely, "That's right, sister, you're out of touch too."
"Hehe, I just remembered, living here is the same." Tan Mengmeng sweated down her forehead, pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, and forced a smile.
A few minutes later, a large wave of waiters came with carts and signs.
Those who spent their birthdays in Haidilao know that battle.
"Little beauty, I wish you a happy birthday, happy every day—" the manager on duty shouted first, and put the little crown on Tan Mengmeng's head with a smile.
Then, he turned around and directed the crowd: "1, 2, 3, let's go!"
All the waiters are well trained and sing loudly: "Say goodbye to all troubles, say hi hi to all joys..."
The singing was deafening and resounded through the store.
All the people in Haidilao looked over, laughing hard, and many of them took videos with their mobile phones.
Lu Xiao and Ye Cheng lowered their heads tacitly, pretending not to hear or see, hoping that no one would notice them.
Tan Mengmeng was about to cry, a group of strangers surrounded you and sang embarrassingly, and another group of strangers watched your reaction like a monkey.
Damn it, this is the real social death scene.
She never wants to come to Haidilao again in her life.
After five minutes of birthday greetings from Haidilao employees, the three of them fell into an eerie silence again.
Lu Xiao hadn't celebrated her birthday here either. He was still laughing at the other table who "was having a birthday" when he came last time.
In the end, it was Ye Cheng who toasted to break the embarrassment, and the only adult at the table picked up his demeanor: "Mengmeng, I wish you a happy birthday and progress in your studies."
Lu Xiao followed suit and toasted: "Happy birthday, uh, get out of the order as soon as possible."
"Thank you, thank you." Tan Mengmeng clinked glasses with them tremblingly, and drank the sour plum juice with tears in her eyes.
Lu Xiao ate three plates of ice cream and hot pot that day. Halfway through the afternoon stroll with them, she went to the bathroom with honor.
The weekend that followed was perfect, and when he got home, he sat on the toilet for most of the day.
Did not suffer from love, but suffered from diarrhea.
During class on Monday, Hua Wangchun announced to the class that Xu Chao would be back next week.
Everyone immediately cheered, as if they were finally leaving the wicked mother-in-law and returning to the arms of their own mother.
Hua Wangchun shook his head helplessly: "You guys really like him, but don't be too happy too early. The best reward for him is to pass the exam well. The exam is always easy and difficult this year. It’s more difficult than last year, and I don’t know if your class can produce a few straight A’s.”
If you can get all A's in the exam, you can get extra points in the college entrance examination.
If you look at the attached middle school, basically there are only two or three in the entire class that are not all A's.
Here, two or three straight A's would be nice.
He whispered under his breath: "Brother Cheng will definitely get all A's."
"Yu Kun is also a little bit hopeful. It would be nice if I could have two A's."
"I feel that I can usually get around ninety points in the exam, so it shouldn't be too difficult."
"It's just our paper... how can it compare with the test."
Hua Wangchun continued: "This month is about to enter the sprint period, and there will be three mock exams in the future, so you should review them carefully. Also, while you are grasping the subjects of the exam, you must not lag behind the progress of the main subjects. It is beneficial to the class. Feel free to ask me any suggestions, other things are not important, just do your best to get past the exam."
"Okay, teacher." Everyone replied in unison.
After class, when Hua Wangchun walked to the stairs with the book in his arms, Ye Cheng's voice came from behind him.
"Teacher, wait." He trotted over and stopped Hua Wangchun.
"Is there something wrong?" Hua Wangchun turned to look at him.
Ye Cheng said: "I want to talk to you about the mock exam."
Hua Wangchun put the book on the railing and motioned him to continue.
Ye Cheng didn't beat around the bush, and went straight to the point: "I have done their exam mock papers in the attached middle school before, and the difference from our own papers is still quite big."
The papers in the attached middle school are much more difficult than the exams, and even the students in the top class can hardly get high marks in the papers of our school.
This kind of "devil-style training" not only ensures the improvement of the overall score, but also keeps students calm in the examination room, because more difficult questions than this are commonplace for them.
He tried to be as tactful as possible: "I would like to suggest whether our school should also adjust the difficulty of the simulation paper accordingly. In fact, it doesn't need to be too difficult, as long as it is close to the exam."
If you compare the difficulty of the exam to three stars, then the simulation paper of the attached middle school is five stars, and the simulation paper of the thirteenth high school... at most one and a half.
Hua Wangchun nodded and said, "Xiaoye, I am very pleased that you can make such a suggestion. However, this is not a problem that can be solved by adjusting the difficulty of the paper."
He sighed, feeling very helpless: "It's not like you don't know our level. Once the difficulty of this paper increases, those children will be even less confident. To give a very simple example, I corrected the final math paper a few years ago. Do you know how much you got in the first math test in the second grade? It was only 85 points."
He gestured two numbers.
"The things you mentioned have been discussed in meetings. On the one hand, there are problems with the students, and on the other hand, the teachers of the sub-subjects also have problems. For example, they don't know enough about the level of all the students, so they can't change the difficulty of the questions to suit the exam. Hey, you are in the attached middle school. After staying there, you may not understand our difficulties very well.”
Ye Cheng said seriously: "I understand, it's not entirely the teacher's fault. The geography teacher in our class has to lead six classes at the same time, and the teachers can't be allocated at all."
There are four geography teachers in the whole grade, and each of them is busy all day long.
There are fewer chemistry teachers, only three.
Hua Wangchun didn't expect him to be considerate, and said a little moved, "This is the first time I've seen a student like you who understands things and thinks about the school."
"Mr. Hua, in fact, you can also take some measures to strengthen the interaction between teachers and students, such as asking students to fill out questionnaires, or using the system to analyze everyone's mistakes." Ye Cheng said sincerely, "Our class is not that bad. It's not that bad either. Take your time, and these problems will be solved little by little."
He could tell that it wasn't that the students didn't have confidence, but that the leaders themselves didn't have much confidence in the school.
No student had ever said such a thing to Hua Wangchun, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions and looked at him.
Ye Cheng added: "Finally, regarding the mock exam papers, if you trust me, I can assist the teacher to come up with the questions. I am very familiar with the style of the attached middle school's test questions, and I also know the learning conditions of most of our class. Maybe it can help the teachers."
Hua Wangchun was shocked.
It is unprecedented for students to participate in the topic of the mock paper, not to mention in the thirteenth middle school, even in the whole southern city.
He thought for a moment, and said, "Xiaoye, how about this, I will call the grade group for a meeting on this matter, how about you come to listen in this afternoon?"
Ye Cheng nodded, "It's up to you to decide, I can do it."
Hua Wangchun patted him on the shoulder and said, "I would like to express my gratitude again. Thank you for thinking so much about the school and your classmates."
He intuited that Ye Cheng was much more mature than his actual age.
"You are too polite." Ye Cheng said.
In fact, he is not selfless and dedicated, and he has no selfishness at all.
Why think so much
Because in this school, in this class, among these classmates, there is Lu Xiao.
How could he let it go.
In the afternoon of the same day, Hua Wangchun temporarily held a grade group meeting in the conference room.
All the sub-subject teachers participated in the meeting, and Ye Cheng moved a chair to sit beside her.
The history teacher is a middle-aged woman. She usually likes him very much. She walked over and patted him and said, "Xiaoye, come to be the recorder?"
Ye Cheng smiled, neither nodded nor shook his head.
Soon, everyone will arrive.
Hua Wangchun cleared his throat and said, "Sorry, I called you here temporarily because I need to ask for your opinion on something."
He glanced at Ye Cheng, who was quiet at the side, and said, "Let me introduce to you first, this is my student, Ye Cheng."
Ye Cheng stood up and bowed to the teachers.
The teachers all laughed.
"No introduction needed, we all know each other."
"The 'front' of our thirteenth high school, what else do we need to introduce?"
"Xiaoye's mid-term exam is amazing, the historical objective questions are full marks, do you dare to believe it?"
"My God, don't talk about it, I envy you every day for being able to lead such students."
Hua Wangchun interrupted everyone's discussion: "What I want to say is that it has something to do with him. Everyone has seen Ye Cheng's grades. Let's talk about some of the subject teachers in Class 20."
The history teacher said first: "Xiaoye scored 97 in the history test, and only a few points were deducted for the big questions."
The politics teacher said: "Politics scored 95. I have already scored quite strictly, but this child is still correct in all objective questions. It can only be said that the foundation is really solid."
Other teachers reported their scores one after another. Except for the subjective questions, Ye Cheng's scores were all close to full marks.
The deduction of points for subjective questions is not because his answers are flawed, but because the school has stipulated that it is best not to give full marks.
The political teacher said repeatedly: "Actually, I really want to give full marks for the next few questions, but he can answer every test point correctly and remember every word in the book. I have never seen such a good student."
"It seems that everyone fully affirms his ability." Hua Wangchun said without expression.
"Of course."
"Xiaoye's ability must be strong, she should be able to get all A's in the exam."
Hua Wangchun said: "Student Ye Cheng went to the attached high school before, and you also know it. Do you know how many of the worst parallel classes in the attached high school last year had all A's?"
Someone replied: "I remember this, 80%, this data shocked me at the time."
"Then how many straight A's are there in the best class in our school?" Hua Wangchun looked at him sharply.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and began to understand what he meant, and fell silent.
Hua Wangchun continued: "Many of your teachers have done the simulation papers of the attached high school, and you should understand where we are. We are usually lazy and not strict. It is useless to sharpen your guns before the battle."
His tone gradually entered a state of criticism during a meeting, the usual tone of leaders.
"There are still two months before the exam. These mock exams are very, very important. You must all cheer up and carefully study the exam questions over the years. Don't give me those mentally retarded questions just to fool the score."
As he spoke, he slammed a stack of papers on the table,
"Who was the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty? Can this kind of question appear in the exam? Xu Zhenzhu, don't look around, let me ask you if you can?"
Hua Wangchun slapped the table, and the other history teacher trembled in fright.
"Vegetarian meal in the corpse, perfunctory! Even I can do this kind of stupid topic! Look, this is your usual job!" Hua Wangchun said angrily.
The "temporary meeting" has officially evolved into a criticism meeting.
This familiar routine made Ye Cheng feel numb, but it was also a good starting point.
After talking about them eccentrically for more than ten minutes, Hua Wangchun finally brought up the topic.
"Analyze students' error-prone points, adjust the difficulty of the simulation paper, and try to get closer to the exam. Can it be done?"
As soon as the voice fell,
Many teachers showed embarrassment: "Director, the papers are coming out in a few days. It's not that we are lazy, but it's too late."
"That's right, it takes time to analyze the error-prone points, and our question bank has already been arranged."
Hua Wangchun sneered and said, "I knew you couldn't do it, so I found a helper for you. Isn't Ye Cheng sitting here?"
Everyone was at a loss, not knowing what he meant.
Hua Wangchun looked at them and said, "Student Ye Cheng is very familiar with the simulation paper mechanism of key high schools, and he is very aware of the weaknesses of our students. You also recognized his ability just now, and he himself is willing to help the teachers take this exam together. simulation volume."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire conference room exploded.
"What? Ask him to take out the test paper together?"
"Crazy, how do students give students papers? Doesn't he have to take the exam himself?"
"Xiaoye has no problem doing the questions, but the test paper... is still a little bit interesting."
Hua Wangchun looked at Ye Cheng, he stood up knowingly and said, "Teachers, please listen to my opinion."
The meeting room gradually fell silent, and everyone looked at him.
As a high school student, it is impossible not to be nervous when being watched by dozens of teachers.
Even the first public class for these people as teachers, they were extremely nervous.
However, he didn't panic at all, and even kept a decent smile on his face.
"First of all, regarding the questions. I have memorized all the examination questions in the past ten years, including those before the reform of the examination." Ye Cheng said unhurriedly, "And now there is an intelligent question bank, which is very convenient to search. "
"Secondly, Director Hua means that I will help the proposition group and will not formally participate in specific topics. I can make some suggestions on the comparison of the styles of the two schools for the teachers' reference."
"Finally," he said calmly, "for the sake of fairness, I am willing to give up this mock exam."
The crowd started commotion again, Hua Wangchun looked at him in astonishment, he didn't expect that he was willing to sacrifice so much.
"My God, give up the exam?"
"This is what I said... Xiaoye, don't be impulsive."
"But no matter what, there are no students who participate in the proposition. Hey, although I was almost persuaded by him."
Ye Cheng's expression was calm. In fact, he himself didn't care much about the ranking.
It doesn't make much difference to him to take one more test and one less test.
Exams are just a special form of practice.
Hua Wangchun was quiet, and said: "Student Ye Cheng has said so, do you have any objections?"
Someone below hesitated to speak, and he added: "Since ancient times, if there is no destruction, there is no establishment. If you don't give up, you will regress without innovation. Mr. Political Teacher, am I right?"
The political teacher was named, so he nodded in agreement, wondering what you were talking about.
Hua Wangchun said: "I'm a very democratic person, let's vote and decide, just raise your hands on the spot. Those who support Ye Cheng's participation, please raise your hands."
He himself took the lead and raised his hand.
The teacher below slandered inwardly, you are not a democratic vote, you are almost writing threats on your face.
But since Ye Cheng had voluntarily given up the exam, they had nothing to say, and they didn't want to offend the director.
So everyone raised their hands and passed.
Hua Wangchun stood up in satisfaction and said, "Okay, that's the decision."
He turned to Ye Cheng: "Look at what time slot is relatively free, you can go to help. By the way, it won't delay your study, right?"
"No, just study by yourself at night." Ye Cheng said.
Hua Wangchun said: "Okay, then you can ask the deputy squad leader to help you sit in the class."
After coming out of the meeting room, Hua Wangchun called him to the side alone.
"Can you really accept not taking the test? No reluctance?" he asked.
Ye Cheng said firmly: "Yes, don't worry, teacher."
"Then can your family accept it?" Hua Wangchun was mainly worried about his father.
Ye Cheng said: "I will explain to them."
He thought that there was no need to explain, Gao Qiulan was very relieved of him, and Ye Gaoyang would not care about him at all.
Hua Wangchun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "That's fine, you and your family should communicate well. I won't let you do it for nothing. I'll give you a bonus when the exam papers are finalized."
Ye Cheng wanted to refuse, but in order to make him feel at ease, she agreed.
From the second day onwards, the deputy monitor will be on duty every night for evening self-study.
Ye Cheng ran to the teacher's office to help.
These teachers were quite skeptical of him at first.
Later, every time he talked about the first half of a question, he would be able to report which year and which school's mock paper it was.
The teachers found it unbelievable that the people in the question group were not as familiar as he remembered.
The history teacher also asked him curiously: "Xiao Ye, are you born with a photographic memory?"
Ye Cheng said modestly: "I will still forget it in a few years, and I have to keep deepening it."
History teacher: "...are you in Versailles?"
"No, no." He said the truth, after all, he has graduated from high school for many years, and it is not easy to pick up these things.
In the evening, Ye Cheng was searching the question bank, and the mobile phone at hand vibrated twice.
Hua Wangchun sat next to him at work, glanced at the missed calls on the screen and said, "This kid is quite clingy."
When Ye Cheng saw Lu Xiao's call, he was conditioned to be nervous, but then his mind turned around—he had done the school a big favor, and Hua Wangchun would naturally not report to Ye Gaoyang again.
"Maybe he wants to ask where I've been." He concealed it.
Hua Wangchun said: "The two of you grew up in a similar environment, no wonder you have a good relationship."
Ye Cheng turned to him: "Why do you say that?"
Hua Wangchun put down the computer and said with emotion: "Xiao Lu and his father don't have a good relationship either. I have taught for so many years, and the most ruthless father and son fight I have ever seen is their family."
Ye Cheng took a breath: "Fighting in front of you?"
"Not only that, but they almost stabbed each other with knives." Hua Wangchun sneered, "His father is quite famous and has a good relationship with our superiors. I don't know the specifics, only that his father asked He dropped out of school, he refused, so he was beaten badly."
"Later, his father never came to school again, probably because he gave up on him."
Ye Cheng frowned, if only Lu Yaoshan really ignored him, how could he give up on him so easily.
I don't know why the father and son have such deep conflicts. Even though he himself hates Ye Gaoyang, he never did anything.
Hua Wangchun shook his head: "Stop talking about this, why don't you call him back. That kid cares about you very much, don't make him worry."
He actually didn't pursue Lu Xiao's use of his mobile phone during self-study at night.
Ye Cheng stood up and said, "Then... Teacher, I'll be back as soon as I go."
"Go, go." Hua Wangchun waved his hand.
Ye Cheng walked to a corner a few meters away from the office and dialed Lu Xiao's cell phone.
After two beeps, it was quickly picked up over there.
"Hey, where have you been?" Lu Xiao's voice was panting.
Ye Cheng said: "In the teacher's office, help him get some materials. How can you call, aren't you in class?"
Lu Xiao exhaled and said, "Damn it, I thought you were running at night, so I came to the playground to look for you."
Ye Cheng felt a little weird.
It seemed that Hua Wangchun was right, Lu Xiao suddenly became very clingy.
He obviously wasn't like this some time ago.
Usually when get out of class is over, I will go out to stay, or sit in the back row and play with my mobile phone.
Now when it's time for big classes or lunch break, I would rush to the front row to ask him questions.
He disappeared during the evening self-study, so he called immediately, and even ran to the playground to find him.
It really sticks abnormally.
But Ye Cheng didn't show her doubts, and said to him: "Go to self-study quickly, I will go back to the second class."
"Already walking back." Lu Xiao said speechlessly, "What are you doing in the office, Hua Wangchun is squeezing you again?"
He always felt that Hua Wangchun would order Ye Cheng to do some tiring work.
"No, it's just a trivial matter." Ye Cheng said.
There was a brief silence on both sides, and Lu Xiao said, "Then I won't disturb you anymore, bye."
"Well, goodbye." Ye Cheng waited for a while.
The other person didn't hang up, he asked doubtfully, "Is there anything else?"
Lu Xiao's voice was very deep, and when it sounded in the corridor where the night was flowing, there was a trace of imperceptible tenderness: "It's okay, you hang up first."
For some reason, Ye Cheng's heart suddenly seemed to be pinched severely by a hand.
He used to be like this...
When they were in love, every time Lu Xiao asked him to hang up the video first, he always procrastinated.
Once he deliberately waited for a long time, and the light was still on there.
He couldn't help but ask Lu Xiao why he did this.
Lu Xiao replied that if someone had to listen to the call to hang up, I would rather be the one to listen.
Ye Cheng snorted at that time, thinking it was childish romance.
Once again, they were just friends, but Lu Xiao still chose the one who made him hang up first.
The wind in the autumn night was a bit chilly, and the scent of golden osmanthus downstairs made him a little chilly, but his heart felt hot.
"Okay, I'm done." He said softly, and clicked the red icon.
Ye Cheng was in a good mood and felt that Lu Xiao was doing well.
As a sweetener, when he returned to class, he brought him a thick stack of printed materials.
He walked to the back row and put the documents on the table.
Lu Xiao looked at "Page 638" on the top, and was a little stunned: "What is this for?"
Ye Cheng said very gently: "Before the mock exam, I did all of these, and if you don't know it, ask me."
Lu Xiao said with difficulty: "What does 'all done' mean?"
"Just finish writing all of them. In fact, these questions are quite simple. They are all objective questions for you to practice." Ye Cheng said, "One question in two seconds, and it will be finished quickly."
"Haha." Lu Xiao laughed twice, unable to believe it, "Are you kidding me?"
Ye Cheng also smiled at him: "I didn't tease you, I just thought you were apologizing and caring about me, and wanted to give you something in return."
Lu Xiao was dumbfounded.
Ye Cheng leaned down, approached him and said, "Come on, write. If you do well in the mock test, I will give you a reward."
His hair swept across Lu Xiao's cheeks, crisp and itchy, with the sweet fragrance of bluebells.
Lu Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a strange way: "Can I make a request?"