Not long after the afternoon self-study started the next day, the disciplinary action reported by Li Erqin was broadcast on the radio.
"Wang Ling, Li Ran, class 14, Wang Kexin, class 15, Zhao Xiaoai, class 16, and Chen Man privately escaped from the evening self-study, gathered crowds to smoke, provoke relationship between classmates, and fabricated untrue rumors. The circumstances are serious and hereby reported. Criticism, serious warning and demerit once. Hope other students take this as a warning and follow school rules and regulations.”
As soon as the broadcast ended, various whispers came from the class immediately. Peng Zige, who was lying on the table drowsy because he ate too much at noon, instantly regained his energy: "Wow, the names are all girls! It's a shame, and she even broadcasted criticism."
Su Zi, who couldn't find anyone to share her thoughts, couldn't help but turn around and agree: "If it were me, I would never want to stay in the school any longer! Fortunately, the teacher didn't ask us to settle accounts last time."
After saying that, I patted my chest in fear.
"Hey, Ah Si was the one who checked yesterday, right?" Peng Zige asked.
"Um."
Peng Zige was curious: "Don't you generally adopt the principle of indulgence! Not to mention girls."
Rong Si turned his pen at will: "Sometimes there are exceptions."
"Does bribery work?" Peng Zige grinned.
Rong Si lowered his head and continued to read: "Look at your mood."
Li Erqin came back from the broadcasting studio soon, and before he could sit still, Peng Zige pulled his clothes off: "Er Qin, how do you feel during the interview."
Li Erqin was puzzled.
"Notify criticism! Did you feel in a special mood when you read it?"
Li Erqin glanced at him bored: "It's not for broadcasting yourself, what special mood do you want."
"… OK."
Peng Zige had nothing else to ask.
Neither did the others.
In the evening, the four of them went to the canteen to buy snacks after dinner, and when they passed the bulletin board, they saw a white newspaper criticizing them from a few girls. Peng Zige couldn't help but sigh again: "It's too embarrassing for me to rely on this!"
Li Erqin also stared blankly at the bulletin board, and said in silence for a long time, "It's a shame."
With the help of Rong Si, Li Erqin's physics score finally dangerously exceeded the pass line. The teacher is very satisfied with the mutual help among the top students in the class, and the fact that their group always disappears in the evening self-study is also a little inappropriate at the beginning, and now has strong support.
There are also jealous students who have secretly suggested joining a study group. The head teacher thought about it, and as a history teacher, he quickly thought of "let some people get rich first, and get rich first, and then get rich", so he justly rejected the proposal of his classmates.
What did he answer to the poor student? Oh, there's a national English competition coming up soon, and they don't have time.
As the top three schools in the city, it is naturally impossible to miss various national competitions. Half a month before the start of the English competition, the school has already started the class-based screening. Five students are selected from each class, and then the grades are screened, and finally the urban screening is carried out. Finally, it is naturally the official competition.
In the four-member group of Li Erqin and his party, only Peng Zige was not selected. Peng Zige blocked the English teacher's way home with a feeling of loss and annoyance. After volunteering himself, he returned to the team with a feeling of loss and annoyance.
"Ow!" Before everyone started to ask questions, he had already screamed out: "Why? Why did you reject me?"
"Chu Bei's lowest score is 132, what about you?" Su Zi couldn't help laughing: "102 is your highest score, right?"
"A Si said that my vocabulary is poor! As long as I recite it, I will definitely be better than you!" Peng Zige expressed his dissatisfaction, turned his head and asked Rong Si, "A Si, are you saying that?"
Rong Si smiled: "You can raise your eyebrows during the physics competition."
Peng Zige still felt lost, but thought that what Rong Si said was very reasonable, so he leaned on Li Erqin in frustration: "Ow! Erqin! I have a little emotion! I'm not happy!"
Li Erqin pushed him away: "I reserve my little emotions for use when you go to the physics competition."
"Pfft!" Peng Zige laughed utterly deflated: "Let's go, I'm so hungry."
Su Zi shook his head: "What else can there be in the cafeteria now!"
Peng Zige: "The leftovers are cold."
Li Erqin: "Congratulations, you can enjoy the canteen's leftovers with your little emotions."
Peng Zige was stunned for a long time, then gnashed his teeth and rushed forward: "Li Erqin, let me strangle you to death!"
Those who were selected to participate in the English competition had an extra English test paper to do every day, and there were only eight people in the whole school who eventually went to participate in the municipal competition.
When Li Erqin was writing the English test paper, he was very worried about his physics. Last time she got her physics grades down, she always felt that Rong Si seemed a little dissatisfied with her grades. Because he didn't even laugh, he turned his pen thoughtfully, didn't look up for a long time, and didn't make any response to the teacher's praise.
But after class, Rong Si praised her again.
The brain circuit is so strange! Li Erqin curled her lips unhappily. She never thought that she could pass physics. When her mother found out about her physics results, she was so happy that she went to the temple and promised to go to the temple.
"Rong Si." She turned around and saw that Rong Si was holding his face on the back of his left hand, holding a pen in his right hand to randomly tick the options on the English test paper, looking bored.
Hearing Li Erqin calling him, he raised his eyes: "Huh?"
"I didn't study physics today."
"Have you finished your English test?"
"No." Li Erqin shook his head.
Rong Si ticked another option: "Me too."
"How much have you done?"
"Three copies left."
"Three copies?" Li Erqin gasped, "I only wrote three copies."
After asking Su Zi, he received psychological comfort: "Su Zi's third share has just begun."
Su Zi turned a pitiful face: "I don't think I have to sleep anymore. There are too many unfamiliar words, and I can't handle it."
Peng Zige, who had been stumped for a day, finally felt proud: "I still have one last question to complete today's homework! Then you can do whatever you like~"
"Memorize English words."
Li Erqin and Su Zi spoke in unison.
Li Erqin and Su Zi really returned to the dormitory with the English test papers. After everyone else in the dormitory fell asleep, the two of them faced their heads and continued to write the test papers under the covers.
After writing for a while, Su Zi looked up at Li Erqin on the next bed from the small light: "Er Qin."
"What's wrong?" The voice was dazed, and it felt like he was about to fall asleep.
Su Zi bit his lower lip hesitantly: "I have something to tell you."
"Um?"
"If I enter the national competition this time," Su Zi paused, "I want to confess to Rong Si."
Li Erqin did not receive the message for a while, and asked, "Confession?"
"I've liked Rong Si for a long time." Su Zi was a little shy: "What do you think is a better way for me to confess?"
Li Erqin was stunned for a moment. For some reason, her chest was a little stuffy. It was probably because she had been lying down for a long time. She threw the test paper aside, and then turned over: "How do you prove that you like Rong Si?"
Su Zi laughed, and still asked Li Erqin's style: "If you like it, you like it, where do you need to prove it."
"I still do not understand."
Su Zi lost the mood to write the test paper, so she simply turned off the small light and learned Li Erqin to lie down: "Have you never read the story novels about the flower and rainy seasons?"
"touched."
"Then why don't you understand?"
Li Erqin didn't know how to explain: "It's probably too abstract."
Su Zi smiled.
In the days when everyone was busy preparing for the English competition, Li Erqin looked at the so-called "refreshing and painful emotional series of flowers and rainy seasons" "a masterpiece of literature". Su Zi was a little afraid to face Li Erqin who secretly watched this in class. After all, it was herself who aroused Li Erqin's curiosity. That night, I fell asleep in a daze while describing the beauty of the campus emotions to Li Erqin. When I woke up the next day, I found that Li Erqin had searched for these things out of nowhere.
Peng Zige felt that he was no longer surprised by Li Erqin's various actions, but this time he couldn't help but ask, "Er Qin, don't you write those exam papers?"
"Huh? Oh, I won't write anymore." Li Erqin lowered his head and continued with a simple answer.
"The day after tomorrow, you will choose someone, aren't you ready?" Su Zi finally found an opportunity and quickly persuaded her.
Li Erqin thought for a while: "I should be fine."
"How can you be so confident!" Peng Zige laughed at her.
Li Erqin was serious: "Last year in the middle school competition, I was the second in the country."
"Tease me?" Peng Zige didn't believe it, turned his head and asked Rong Si, "A Si, do you remember her?"
"Last year the English group clashed with the model aircraft competition, so I didn't participate."
Peng Zige and Su Zi looked at each other and felt that they were all humans eating the canteen scraps, but why didn't they seem to be living in the same world
At the same time, Li Erqin was also depressed: "So in fact, I am the third."
"What?" Peng Zige couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
Li Erqin was so depressed that he stuffed "fresh pain" into the desk, and said to Su Zi with a straight face: "Su Zi, if you read too much of these things that lie to little girls, you will have a strange self-inflation, look at what I did just now. ."
In other words, I sincerely suggest that it is better to watch less in the future.
Su Zi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, for fear that Li Erqin would say some explosive keywords in the next second, but fortunately she took out the test paper again and started to struggle.
Su Zi smiled brightly at Rong Si, a little guilty.
Peng Zige shrugged and found that Li Erqin had started to write the test paper, but Rong Si started to do his own thing, asking with a huge heart of gossip, "A Si, have you finished writing?"
"No." The pen in Rong Si's hand didn't stop, knowing that Peng Zige would continue to ask, he simply answered together: "Writing those exam papers doesn't matter much."
"Alas!" Peng Zige sighed, "I don't understand your world anyway..."
Before he finished speaking, a stack of test papers was put on his desk, and Rong Si said lightly, "Do this, and you will understand it slowly."
"Who wants it!" Peng Zige threw the test paper aside in disgust.
Rong Si ignored him and read the question carefully.
Peng Zige hesitated for a while, then took the test paper and spread it out, his eyes were full of unfamiliar words, he couldn't bear to look straight, he closed his eyes, turned out the English dictionary and began to work on each question.
Why force yourself? Peng Zige couldn't tell, but he didn't like the feeling of being left behind more than the irritability brought by forcing himself, like an outsider.
Maybe this is the reason why Li Erqin is so serious and strenuous in tutoring physics, he thought.