Yu Fan didn't sleep in class for two consecutive days, which made Zhuang Fangqin really happy for a while.
But she soon discovered that although he didn't sleep, he didn't attend lectures either.
Once again, she found that this person took out a Chinese textbook in math class. Zhuang Fangqin couldn't bear it anymore, and took him to the office after class.
"I thought you didn't sleep in class because you were learning well." Zhuang Fangqin sat on the chair with her arms folded, "It turned out that you were all acting for me, right? Why, afraid of being named by the class committee? I saw you before Don't care about that either."
Yu Fan was so sleepy that he blurted out, "It's not you—"
Don't let others supervise me to sleep in class.
If you don't supervise well, you still have to criticize others.
When the words came to an end, Yu Fan felt that something was a little strange. He pursed his lips and stopped.
"Me? What's wrong with me?" Zhuang Fangqin was at a loss.
Yu Fan lazily leaned on the table: "It's nothing."
Zhuang Fangqin was irritated by his attitude of not talking again. She unscrewed the thermos cup and held it in her hand, saying: "If you continue like this, what will you do after graduation? You have to get into a vocational college with your score." Stuff money, you know?"
"Um."
Knowing that he was perfunctory again, Zhuang Fangqin couldn't help but look up and stare at him.
The injuries on Yu Fan's face when he started school have all disappeared, but if you look carefully, there is still a very shallow mark between the two moles on his face.
So she stared and stared, her eyes softened again.
In fact, she was more worried about Yu Fan's mental state than her grades. She had seen Yu Fan fight, his face was covered with blood, but his movements and demeanor were as cold as unconscious.
She once suspected that Yu Fan had violent tendencies.
Of course, this also has something to do with his family. Growing up in such an environment, how could children still have the mind to study.
"Forget it, I know it's useless to continue." Zhuang Fangqin put down his glass and announced, "If you still have the kind of self-defeating score in this midterm exam, I will go to your home to make another home visit."
Yu Fan's expression changed immediately, and he lowered his face: "I told you, don't come here again—"
"Wait until when you become the principal and give me orders."
"..."
Yu Fan unconsciously stood up straight: "It's useless if you go, he can't control me."
Zhuang Fangqin was unmoved. In fact, she had wanted to pay Yu Fan another home visit a long time ago, not purely for the sake of grades, she just wanted to talk to Yu Fan's father again and try her best to make him pay attention to the family education of the child.
"We'll talk about this after you finish the exam." Zhuang Fangqin waved his hand, not intending to entangle him on this topic, "It's class time, go back."
When Yu Fan returned to the classroom, Wang Luan was sitting in Zhang Wenjing's seat and asked Chen Jingshen to help him draw the key points.
Wang Lu'an: "I'm back, what did Fang Qin scold you for?"
Chen Jingshen stopped writing and glanced at him calmly.
His face was much darker than before. This is rare. The few times Yu Fan went to Zhuang Fangqin's office, he always went there with a face of indifference, and then returned with a face of indifference.
"It's nothing." Yu Fan didn't notice the scrutiny of the people around him, he was thinking about how to prevent Zhuang Fangqin from meeting Yu Kaiming.
Changing the locks at home to prevent Yu Kaiming from going home
move place
Or drop out altogether.
His thoughts became more and more extreme. Subconsciously, he extremely resisted Yu Kaiming's contact with anyone he was familiar with.
"Xueba, I found that the evolutionary version of the stupid bird is really easy to use. I can understand most of the questions in the test paper that Fangqin just sent out." Wang Lu'an asked, "You said that I have a chance to get 80 in mathematics this time. points?"
"Look at the difficulty of the test paper." Chen Jingshen said, "If you can thoroughly understand the questions I drew, your score will not be too low."
Wang Lu'an immediately burst into laughter, and got up with the book in his arms: "Okay, I'll go back and fight them for 300 rounds... Yu Fan, let's not go to the billiard hall after school these days."
Yu Fan ignored him.
He was in a bad mood just now, but now he suddenly remembered that the easiest way to stop Zhuang Fangqin was to get a good score in the midterm exam.
When the class bell rang, everyone around returned to their seats.
The last two sessions this afternoon were self-study classes. Yu Fan took out his phone and sent a message to Zuo Kuan.
[-: Is there an answer for the midterm exam?]
[Zuo Kuan: I'm stupid... Don't you never bother to copy answers?]
[-: I'm going to copy this time, is there any?]
[Zuo Kuan: No, didn't your teacher tell you? For this mid-term exam, the signal jammer must be turned on. Luckily for you, this is the first time the school has opened this thing.]
"..."
Yu Fan threw the phone into the drawer with a sullen face, and smashed it into the pile of school uniform jackets.
The jacket tilted down with the weight, revealing the exercise book that had been lying in it for a long time without being opened once.
Yu Fan focused on the word "stupid bird" for the rest of his life, and suddenly remembered what Wang Lu'an said just now.
This thing is very useful
Wang Luan even made the evolution version, so the normal version should be quite basic...
Maybe he can understand.
But this was bought by Chen Jingshen, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to see me using it
Yu Fan thought, taking advantage of the situation and sneaking a glance at the people around him.
Chen Jingshen lowered his head to brush the questions, and the tip of the pen sketched on the draft paper. When he was doing the questions, he always had a paralyzed face, occasionally frowning, and looked isolated from the world.
Normally, Zhang Wenjing sang and danced in front of her, and Chen Jingshen didn't respond. I just flipped through an exercise book, and it was even less likely to be discovered.
Yu Fan thought with confidence.
Feeling the disappearance of the line of sight around him, Chen Jingshen's pen tip paused slightly, and the end of his eyes glanced away without showing any trace.
I saw his deskmate propped his left arm between the two tables, his movements were exaggerated, as if he was trying to block someone's view.
It's a pity that his arms are too thin, and Chen Jingshen can still see everything at a glance.
Like a thief at the same table, his other hand was digging and digging in the belly of the table, digging and digging.
Huang Chengcheng's "Stupid Birds Fly First" reappeared in the sky.
Chen Jingshen: "...?"
I saw Yu Fan carefully and gently opened the book, read it quietly for ten minutes, then suddenly turned his head away——
Before he looked over, Chen Jingshen quickly looked away, and randomly got a "B" on the test paper.
After making sure that Chen Jingshen didn't notice, Yu Fan let out a sigh of relief.
This book is indeed very basic, and the problem-solving process is also detailed enough. There are two questions in the first few pages and even junior high school knowledge. The key formulas in the textbook are also included here.
When Yu Fan was in junior high school, he was not as messed up as he is now. He could score more than 70 points in mathematics in the first year of high school. But in the later exams, when he was in a good mood, he wrote what he knew, and when he was in a bad mood, he only filled in the multiple-choice questions, and he was confused with 0 and 1 in the fill-in-the-blank questions, and his scores gradually dropped to single digits. This is why Zhuang Fangqin One of the reasons for anger.
He held his pen and began to read the questions seriously.
It was pretty smooth at first, but after a few pages it became a little difficult.
He was still stuck on this question until the bell rang for the end of get out of class. But helplessly, the people around started to move one after another, so Yu Fan could only put the exercise book back into the drawer blankly.
"Wang Lu'an." Chen Jingshen put down his pen, turned his head and called out.
"Huh?" Wang Lu'an was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong, Xueba?"
"Talk to you."
"?"
Wang Lu'an was overwhelmed by the flattery, and Pidianpidian came over.
The title was compiled by Chen Jingshen, and it was on the draft paper.
Yu Fan didn't pay attention at first, until Chen Jingshen read out the question, half of the words actually matched the question he was stuck on just now.
Is it such a coincidence
He looked at Chen Jingshen suspiciously, but the other party looked indifferent and showed no reaction.
Chen Jingshen explained it in detail, and even read all the formulas. Yu Fan threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and listened while chewing.
He finally knew why Wang Lu'an liked to talk to Chen Jingshen.
Wang Lu'an listened very attentively at first, but felt that something was wrong. He wanted to speak a few times, but was stopped by Chen Jingshen's explanation.
So he could only say weakly after the other party had finished speaking: "No, Xueba... I can answer this question."
Chen Jingshen held the pen between his fingers and raised his eyebrows: "Really."
"Yeah, this question is so simple, I can do it before!"
"Oh." From the corner of the eye, Chen Jingshen saw the person next to him who was secretly writing, and said, "Then you are very good."
That night, Yu Fan hid "Stupid Birds Fly First" in his school uniform jacket and took it home.
He took a shower casually, and sat down at the desk rarely.
Yu Fan couldn't remember the last time he lit the lamp to read at night. After the second year of junior high school, he never brought his studies home.
He opened the book, and then read the pages down.
Ten minutes later, he scratched his hair irritably.
Although this exercise book is simple, it can't hold back his weak foundation. The first few pages were fine, but the more he went on, the more time he spent.
The mid-term exam is next week, no matter how you look at it, it's too late...
Is cramming really useful
Holding the pen in hand, Yu Fan was suddenly a little dazed.
No matter how hard he tried, it was impossible for him to get such a good score in the test with his strong foundation. Otherwise, how could there be so many students who are driven crazy by mathematics...
He felt that it might be more feasible to find other ways to stop Zhuang Fangqin than to study.
Or forget it.
Yu Fan put down his pen and was about to close the notebook—
With a "buzz", the phone on the table vibrated suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, there were many more sounds.
Yu Fan leaned back, crossed his legs on the chair, casually hung his pen behind his ear, picked up his phone and clicked on it.
Chen Jingshen sent him several videos.
what? Yu Fan frowned, and opened hesitantly.
In the picture is an unfolded exercise book, "Stupid Birds Fly First" in his hand, and the page he opened happens to be the page he is staying on now.
Chen Jingshen held his pen and circled one of the questions.
Because I hold the mobile phone in one hand, this circle is drawn a bit reluctantly.
"Your base is low now, and your score is easy to pull up. As long as you work hard, there is basically no problem with a small improvement."
The old community at night is filled with the sound of mahjong and children crying.
Chen Jingshen's voice resounded cleanly and lowly in the room, and the movement outside the window seemed to drift far away at once, "For this piece of knowledge, just do this. Point A is connected to point E, and an auxiliary line is added here..."
Yu Fan listened in silence for a while, took the pen from his ear, and started to write slowly following his voice.
After listening to the videos one by one, pausing and playing them again, it has been an hour.
Yu Fan put Chen Jingshen's news at the bottom.
[s: Sent to the wrong person.]
Sent fifty-four minutes ago.
Yu Fan stopped writing and replied with a "?".
The next second, the phone vibrated.
[s: It is to be sent to Wang Lu'an.]
[-:?]
[-: Wang Luan is not using the evolution version?]
[S: Oh, I also took the wrong tutorial book.]
[-:...]
Yu Fan strained his eyelids, and typed out "You're stupid", and just about to send it, another video was sent from the other side.
In the video, Fanfan rubbed Chen Jingshen's hand vigorously. Chen Jingshen seemed to be sitting on a chair, flexed his five fingers and scratched him a few times, and asked casually, "What are you doing? Want to go out?"
Fanfan: "Wow!"
"I can't hold you."
"Wang?"
"The brother from last time? He didn't have time to take you there."
"Wow woof..."
Chen Jingshen hummed: "Understood, let me ask him for you."
Video ends.
[S: This is what is going to be sent to you.]
Yu Fan grabbed the towel on his shoulders, covered his face and rubbed his nose, raised the corner of his mouth inexplicably, and then tapped his thumb on the screen.
[-: Are you stupid?]
In the self-study class the next day, Yu Fan secretly took out "Stupid Birds Fly First".
After finishing the first page of questions, it was the last one. He brought several formulas but it didn't work.
Chen Jingshen didn't seem to have this type of question in last night's video
He frowned and turned his head subconsciously: "This question—"
It's over.
My day.
Chen Jingshen turned his head and met his gaze. At this moment, Yu Fan didn't know whether to destroy this book or beat Chen Jingshen into amnesia.
Just when he was hesitating, Chen Jingshen naturally put away the test papers on his desk.
"Bring it to me."
"..."
Oh shit.
Isn't it just a question? What's the matter
And wasn't this book originally his reward for helping to walk the dog
Yu Fan licked his lips, and withdrew the arm that lay between them: "Oh..."
Yu Fan subconsciously bites his thumb when listening to a question.
After Chen Jingshen finished speaking this question, he subconsciously wanted to ask one more question, but was interrupted by a crisp knock on the door.
The Chinese teacher stood at the door of the classroom and said, "Students, I will come over and recite the "Chen Qing Form" in the next self-study class."
Banri wailed.
"Teacher, what do you mean by having back pain at this time?" Wang Lu'an immediately asked, "Is this the midterm exam?"
"Don't talk nonsense." The Chinese teacher said, "But this is a big test site, so hurry up and review."
As soon as the Chinese teacher left, those in the class who were doing the papers started to move.
Everyone stuffed things into drawers, and then took out Chinese textbooks.
Chen Jingshen looked at his deskmate again: "Have you met?"
Yu Fan was stunned for a moment, then regained his senses: "Oh... yes."
The embarrassment just now seemed to fly away.
It was only then that Yu Fan remembered that there was not only Zhuang Fangqin in the mid-term exam, but Physics, Chinese and English... were too much.
He put away "Stupid Birds Fly First", followed the crowd, took out the Chinese textbook together, and found the "Chen Qing Form".
In order to memorize it quickly, all the people around opened their mouths and chanted, their voices crowded together, like chanting sutras.
So even if he followed suit, no one would notice.
Yu Fan's voice was almost out of breath: "I am four years old, and my uncle won my mother's ambition. Grandmother Liu... Liu..."
Liu what
How do you pronounce this word?
After returning from Baidu, Yu Fan repeated most of the class, and finally managed to get the first paragraph in order.
Yu Fan endured the anger caused by the classical Chinese, and continued, "Catch the Holy Dynasty, bathe in Qinghua. The former prefect..."
Minister what
Who the hell can recite this?
Yu Fan scratched his head, and took out his phone to ask for Baidu. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly found that Chen Jingshen was looking at him and smiling.
The long and narrow eyes are slightly bent, and the smile is light and quiet.
Yu Fan stared at him in a daze for a long time before asking, "What the hell are you laughing at?"
"No." Chen Jingshen looked serious, and quickly looked away. A few seconds later, he looked over again, with that residual smile still at the end of his eyes.
"It makes me happy to think that I can sit with you again in the future."
"..."
The Chinese teacher walked into the classroom again, Yu Fan was holding the textbook, and it took a while to turn his head back.
The words in the textbook are still densely packed. Yu Fan's mind was a little stiff, and the second paragraph didn't go well no matter what, so he just went through it again from the beginning.
At the age of four, my uncle seized my mother's ambition. Grandmother Liu... Liu...
What's up Liu? ? ?
Damn it, Chen Jingshen is poisonous.