Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 88 Weekly Test, the monitor is next door
"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Nian felt a little guilty.

No, I don't feel guilty at all.

My brother has a clear conscience.

It was just normal mutual help between classmates. I and Chen Yunyun just handed in the coupons and homework at the same time.
The more you talk, the more confusing it becomes.

Zhang Ningzhi did not answer immediately, but paused for a few seconds, lowered his eyes slightly, and whispered after a while, "Did you copy someone else's homework?"

"Ah?" Jiang Nian was confused.

Is copying homework the only purpose? Baby, we are just friends.

"That's not what I meant. You and I agreed to copy my homework." Zhang Ningzhi probably noticed the strange tone and quickly made amends in a low voice.

"You suddenly copied other people's homework again, making it seem like my homework has a lot of errors."

"Oh, you misunderstood." Jiang Nian pointed at a pile of books and explained, "I didn't copy them. They helped me copy the answers. We just helped each other."

"They?" Zhang Ningzhi discovered the blind spot.

"Haha." Jiang Nian was sweating like a little yellow bean, and he stood up and said, "Ma Guojun is here, I'll ask him about Li Hua's whereabouts and see where he is buried."

As soon as I stood up, the corner of my clothes was pulled.

"You really think my homework is not good and don't want to copy it." The girl's voice was a little sad, as if all her efforts were wasted. "I spent two days writing it."

Jiang Nian had no choice but to sit down and explain the whole story. After learning that he didn't dislike her poor homework, the little girl felt better.

"Oh, I thought..." Zhang Ningzhi felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Nian thought it would be better to break some things to avoid misunderstandings in the future. Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be looking forward to others' recognition, um... avoid affecting her.

"I like to copy your homework. I also copied others' before. But your accuracy rate is the highest. Hmm. Your handwriting is also very beautiful, but I will copy others' occasionally."

"Because you're my deskmate, if you keep copying for years, the teacher will find out. I'll copy yours and occasionally copy others', so the teacher won't notice it."

"Oh oh." Zhang Ningzhi seemed to understand.

Jiang Nian heaved a sigh of relief and left his seat to look for Ma Guojun. Fatty was looking for something when he came in, and asked after his eyes stayed on Jiang Nian for a moment.

"Brother Nian, is Li Hua here?"

"No, but there is an exam tonight, he must be..." Jiang Nian muttered a few words, his eyes moved down, "Did you pick up this stick on the road? It's as good as the one I used last time, let me play with it."

"Okay." Fatty was quite generous and handed the stick to Jiang Nian. At the same time, in order to show his cautious side, he reminded him, "Don't let Li Hua see it."

"I guarantee it. You can trust me when I do things." Jiang Nian thought that a good buddy's preference is sweeter than a girl's. It's great that he lets me play with it instead of Li Hua.

The class gradually became more crowded, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened. Some people went out with buckets to take out the trash, and some took cups to get water.

There is a water dispenser in the back row, which uses filtered pure water. Of course, whether it is clean or not is up to the master to decide. Students think it is tasteless and a little sweet, and that's it. You have to pay by card to fill the water, which costs about 10 cents per bottle.

There is a water heater at the end of each corridor. Students need to swipe another card to drink water. It costs about 30 cents to fill a thermos cup, which is very expensive.

The group of Lin Dong, Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe was right next to the water dispenser.

Chen Yunyun was feeling bored. She turned around and saw Jiang Nian playing with a stick, so she spoke loudly without thinking.

"Hey, Jiang Nian, let me play with the stick."

In an instant, the classroom was still noisy, but many eyes were focused on Jiang Nian. Most of them were just there to watch the fun, and then they looked away after a while.

Lin Dong looked up, somewhat confused. Why did his team members betray him?
When did Chen Yunyun become so familiar with Jiang Nian? Could it be that they also added each other as friends and chatted online? It was over. With Chen Yunyun doing this, Tom Cheng was going to be broken.

Wang Yuhe lowered her head, not daring to turn her head to look at her best friend who was a big shot in the community. The meaning of "gun" was too obvious, and she wanted to pretend that she didn't know her.

In the first group, Luo Zhongping looked up and glanced calmly in the direction of Chen Yunyun. He also glanced at Jiang Nian who was playing with a stick, and then continued to do his homework.

Is it ready in one afternoon?

Zhang Ningzhi turned her head, glanced at Jiang Nian and the branch in his hand, then turned away silently.

It turns out he was having an affair with another girl.

Tom is not, Sun Zhicheng just entered the classroom door. I didn't know why when I heard Chen Yunyun's words and searched for the keyword Jiang Nian, the sky suddenly fell.

Are you sick? Why is Jiang Nian everywhere?
Jiang Nian also thought that Chen Yunyun was sick. How could a girl speak so roughly? What do you mean by a small stick for you to play with? Brothers, there is no small stick.

After thinking about it, Jiang Nian simply followed suit and shouted loudly.

"Brother Ma, Chen Yunyun wants to play with your little stick!"

“Oh my god?” Ma Guojun almost jumped up in embarrassment. He turned around with a slightly red fever and said to the two of them, “No, you are sick!”

"Hahaha." This time it was Jiang Nian's turn to laugh.

Chen Yunyun also realized the ambiguity in her words. She was a community hero, not a pervert. The girl was still shy, her face turned red, and she kept silent and buried her head in her seat.

As evening reading approached, the classroom was brightly lit and bustling with people. Almost everyone in the class had arrived, but Li Hua still hadn't come.

It was not until the bell rang that Li Hua sneaked in through the front door. His eyes flickered, and he stepped into the classroom door with his left foot first, and he knew something was wrong.

Before he could return to his seat, Ma Guojun and his men dragged him out and beat him with sticks.

"Squad leader, let's go to the toilet!"

The evening study subject was biology, and Li Qingrong was reading the biology book. When she heard the noise, she just glanced at them, then her eyes returned to the page, as calm as a well.

After the evening reading, everyone in the class cleared away the books on the desks.

The Chinese class representative and student council member went to the office to get the test papers and arranged everyone to sit in order from the door to the back according to their student numbers. This was the exam seating.

"Everyone remember your seats. This will be the arrangement for weekly tests from now on." Student Councillor Tao Ran said loudly, "You are not allowed to change seats. If you are found, your score will be cancelled."

The three people who were promoted inherited the student numbers of the three people who were demoted.

Zhang Ningzhi inherited number 13, which sounds unlucky. But this is the ancient Chinese civilization, so Western scoundrels should not get involved. Only number 4 is unlucky.

Others, no taboos
Jiang Nian inherited No. 28, and his position was fixed in the middle group. Yu Tongjie inherited No. 52, and could only huddle at the water dispenser in the back row to write the test paper.

When changing seats, Jiang Nian turned around and saw classmate No. 34 next to him.

"Monitor?"

"Yeah." Li Qingrong nodded.

The classroom was noisy and stuffy, with long incandescent light bulbs illuminating every corner of the classroom. Some people were replying to messages on their phones, while others were listening to music with headphones on.

What's outrageous is that someone used a pen refill to dig a hole in the wall!
Wo Ri, Li Hua?
This kid must have been fooled by Aruba.

This is how the Osai class is, the management is loose.

Lao Liu said something like this in the class meeting, which roughly meant that the reason why the school adopts a divided-class teaching system is because the expectations for classes at different levels are different.

The expectation for the key classes is to prevent them from learning bad things and to help them get into college at the same time.

My expectation for the parallel class is to try my best to get into an undergraduate program and get into a second-tier university.

The expectations for Olympiad classes and above are different. Non-first-class universities are the bottom line, old first-class universities are average, and double first-class universities are the goal. Key universities are the sprint.

Popular majors in popular universities are called ideals, while Peking University and Tsinghua University are called dreams.

Lao Liu has been fooling people like this all the time, but in fact, according to data from previous years, not many people from the Olympiad classes can get into double-first-class universities, only about one-third.

Most people are admitted to non-first-tier universities, but occasionally there are a few unlucky ones who are admitted to second-tier universities.

Jiang Nian knew all this because he heard it from Lao Liu and other class teachers in the office, but the rest of the class didn't know.

The pressure in the third year of high school was high, so Lao Liu deliberately gave them a sense of pride. It seemed that once they entered this class, they were different from other students, and their goal was to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University.

Kids aged seventeen or eighteen love to show off, they have never seen anything like what Lao Liu does.

The pressure in the third year of high school is high, and Class 403 is even higher. Lao Liu really used his brain to get that little bonus. He built up a sense of pride while focusing on performance.

Give some privileges to those with good grades, and let those who are obsessed with something study hard.

This also led to a very special phenomenon in Class 403. First, the overall score was the best among all the Olympiad classes. Second, they loved to show off a little bit, and every top student had a little personality.

Those who listen to music, pretend to be profound, are niche, tell dirty jokes, are abstract, have foul mouths, are from Nantong, are cold, are in love, are bootlickers, and go fishing.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. Everyone in the class is a genius, each with their own unique abilities.

Lao Liu, you are so good!

The bell rings for evening self-study and the weekly Chinese test begins.

Two hours had passed before Jiang Nian looked up again. Stopping writing didn't mean the end, but he didn't want to write any more. The composition was 800 words, and he stopped when it exceeded that line.

I did it vaguely and didn't feel anything.

There was still half an hour left before the exam ended, and he was bored and wanted to take out his phone. However, this was a sensitive time period, as the grade leader was patrolling outside the door.

Besides, there is a squad leader next to him.

Speaking of which, the county high school is quite boring, especially the Olympiad class. It is not like the campus novels with exciting events, either fighting, school bullies, or gangsters outside the school.

In reality, "Big pot, can you smoke? Society society."

There were no special programs for spring and autumn outings to the seaside, nor visits to museums, natural history museums, or oceanariums. To put it bluntly, the county town didn't even have a library, only a mountain of books and a sea of ​​questions.

There are only milk tea shops, rental houses, riverside parks, and mountain climbing. Students' topics always revolve around dormitories, studying, love, running exercises, self-study, and holidays.

But there is still a chance of fighting, just get close to those idiots.

For example, Zhou Yuting's stinky little circle, youth pain literature, raising fish and pulling. Liu Feipeng's idiot is also playing with the fucking youth compound literature all day long.

Staying away from bad people was the best decision he ever made.

Huh? Mean talk?

So what? I am more mean.

I was distracted.

Li Qingrong next to him attracted his attention. The monitor seemed to have finished her work. She put away her pen and stared at the Chinese test paper without looking away.

Jiang Nian supported his head with his hands and stared at her profile.

If the squad leader turned around and questioned him, Jiang Nian would answer that he was looking out the window from a different angle.

Li Qingrong didn't seem to notice, her cold eyes were fixed on the test paper. After turning the paper every few minutes and looking at it for a long time, Jiang Nian changed his posture and continued to read.

tear.

The tiny sound attracted Jiang Nian's attention. He leaned forward to take a look and kindly reminded.

"Monitor, your test paper is terrible."

Li Qingrong turned her head, glanced at him, and hummed.

There were still 20 minutes left before the exam was due, and I had already finished part of it. Plus, there was no invigilator on the podium, so more and more people were talking and chatting.

The Chinese class representative Tao Ran called for silence, and the classroom was silent for a few minutes. Then the chattering began again, and then there was a chorus of voices.

Jiang Nian mixed in the noisy voice, propped up his head and turned to Li Qingrong, praising her.

"Squad leader, have you changed your hairband again?"

Under the light, Li Qingrong was checking the appreciation of ancient poems. The test paper where her thumb was pressing had a few tiny wrinkles on it, which then immediately returned to being flat.

"Ah."

Some of Jiang Nian's habits were brought over from his freshman and sophomore year of high school. He hung out in an unhealthy and deformed circle and learned a lot of useless and crappy skills.

For example, when praising someone, he would praise the details and that was it. Praising the whole person from the details and seeing the big picture from the small was the most common method, which was not difficult for him.

"The white and cream bubble hairband suits you very well, class monitor." Jiang Nian was really bored. He was not at his seat and could not play with his phone, so he had to chat to relieve his boredom.

Unfortunately, the monitor ignored him.

He is worthy of being a class leader. He doesn't talk during self-study and sets a good example.

The conversation failed, so he started spinning his pen, clicking. After falling several times, he finally got to the time to collect the papers.

Tao Ran, the Chinese class representative, stood up, walked to the podium, and passed the test paper forward. A group of people stood up and began to sit back in their original seats.

The moment he passed by Li Qingrong, he seemed to hear a clear thank you.

"Ok?"

Jiang Nian was stunned for a few seconds, and then he saw that Li Qingrong had already walked away. He thought that the monitor was really principled, and even said thank you after class, which was very disciplined.

After returning to my seat, there were only twenty minutes left in evening self-study, and it was almost time for school to be over.

Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be doing some homework, writing and drawing on the table.

Jiang Nian had copied all his homework, even though he hired someone else to copy it. He was happily lying down to rest. The girl at the same table couldn't help but blush when she saw him lying on the table.

The ringtone rang, and Lin Dong couldn't wait to take out his phone to reply to the message.

To his surprise, Yaoyao was actually an art student.

Wow, it's rare to see an art student, this time I must seize the opportunity! He put Yaoyao into his record folder, where he kept the photos of his online love.

he!
Let’s build a Valhalla of online dating!

Let's put aside the love in real life. This is a very rare art student. If I can let her join my Hall of Heroes, there will be no more sorrow or joy in my life.

Glass?

Forget about Heipi Liuli, Lin Dong has already banished her to the no-man's land. In fact, afterwards, for the sake of caution, he hired a freshman to help him go to B203 to confirm.

For safety reasons, he stood at a distance. From a distance, he watched his junior being held by Heipi Liuli, unable to move, and being pushed against the wall by his heavy weight.

Heipi howled like a ghost, shouting Shen Cong (Lin Dong's pseudonym) and smearing his snot and tears all over his junior, and no one could pull them away.

Oh, how miserable.

Lin Dong still remembers the look of fear and despair on that junior student’s face.

Lin Dong was glad that he didn't go to the grass in person, otherwise he would be the one left with a psychological trauma. Because he felt too guilty, he took the initiative to give his junior an extra ten yuan for running errands.

However, after receiving the money, the junior student cursed so badly that he couldn't stand it anymore and blocked him directly.

So, forget about Heipi Liuli, she is not worthy of getting involved in his Valhalla.

Buzz buzz, Yaoyao replied.

"(Hee hee) What movies do you like?"

(End of this chapter)