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In an hour in the afternoon, the entire senior year was completely divided into classes. Because Teacher Li Meng's class was previously better, many students in the elite class were from this class.

Therefore, Ji Yangyang and others didn't feel anything at all after changing classes, and the learning atmosphere in the class was better, which is an advantage.

After two classes in the afternoon, Li Meng came to the classroom after school.

"Now that we have completed the class division, we will have evening self-study classes from now on. It is essentially voluntary. However, after all, you are already in your third year of high school, and there is not much time left. I hope that you can all attend. If there are those who cannot attend, parents need to call us to ask for leave."

Li Meng told everyone about the evening self-study before school was over, but no one in the elite class felt anything. Even if they didn't want to go, they didn't react.

They couldn't resist this, but the other classes outside were in complete chaos.

"Okay, stop paying attention to the outside world. There will be no evening self-study today, so hurry up and go home after school. By the way, you are in the elite class, and your goal is to sprint to universities like Peking University and Tsinghua University. In addition, every time there is a monthly exam, the class will be re-divided, so I hope you don't slack off."

After saying that, Li Meng took the lead and left.

Ji Yangyang was no longer in the last row. He was sitting behind Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao. After the three of them had packed up, they went out and planned to go home.

Just as he was about to leave the school gate, Fang Yifan caught up with him.

"Why are you leaving so fast? You know we'll have evening self-study in two days, right?"

"Of course, we can still go."

Qiao Yingzi looked at Fang Yifan and asked him about this again. She felt a little angry and spoke directly to Fang Yifan.

"No, Yingzi, why are you so angry?"

"I mean, there's a movie coming out in a couple of days, why don't we go watch it then?"

"Forget it. If I don't want to go to evening self-study, I need to ask my parents for leave. My mother will never allow me to go."

Before Huang Zhitao and Ji Yangyang could say anything, Qiao Yingzi had already shaken her head to refuse.

"Hey, what's the big deal? There won't be a teacher during the evening study session. We can just sneak out then."

"Forget it. I don't want to go."

Qiao Yingzi was tempted, but after thinking about the consequences if Song Qian knew, she shook her head and refused.

Fang Yifan didn't plan to give up. After all, he knew that Qiao Yingzi also loved to play. He wanted to persuade her again, but he had already reached the bus stop.

"Okay then, let's talk about it later."

"Hey? Ji Yangyang, why don't you wait for the bus?"

It turned out that Ji Yangyang was not waiting for the bus here, but was walking forward, so he asked in confusion.

"Ah? I moved to Shuxiang Yayuan, so of course I don't have to wait for the bus."

"Yes, Ji Yangyang has moved here for many days. We walk together every day. Don't you know?"

Qiao Yingzi followed Ji Yangyang's words and spoke to Fang Yifan.

Fang Yifan watched Ji Yangyang go home with Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao, and thought that if he also lived in Shuxiang Yayuan, he could also go to and from school with his goddess. Wouldn't that be an opportunity?

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I even fantasized about it casually on the bus.

When he got home, Fang Yifan planned to talk about this matter with Tong Wenjie.

He also knew that his father Fang Yuan had no say in the matter, so he had no intention of looking for him at all.

"Fang Yifan, your mock exam results are out. How many points did you get?"

Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan met downstairs and came up together. They asked as soon as they came in.

Fang Yifan then remembered that he had failed the exam, and his face changed immediately.

"Give me the transcript, don't try to fool me."

As soon as Tong Wenjie saw Fang Yifan's face, she knew something must have happened, and she immediately took Fang Yifan's schoolbag and started to look through it.

"Fang Yifan, you damned child, are you trying to piss me off to death? During the summer vacation, I told you not to play anymore, don't play anymore."

"You just wouldn't listen. Now you're really amazing. You actually got the last place in the exam."

"And you, Fang Yuan, you stopped me when I mentioned Fang Yifan. Look at your son's grades now. What kind of university does he want to go to?"

When Fang Yuan heard Tong Wenjie was so angry, he took it and looked at it, and realized that Fang Yifan had really gone too far this time. After all, no matter how bad he was before, it was never like this, and he was already in his third year of high school.

"Yifan, what's wrong with you? Are you careless?"

"Careless? Fang Yuan, how can you be so careless that you get the last place in the exam?"

Tong Wenjie held a feather duster and said to Fang Yuan with a sneer.

When Fang Yuan saw Tong Wenjie like this, he knew that she was really angry this time, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while. Fang Yifan had already started running around the room.

But the house was so small, where could he run? So he got a good beating.

I don’t dare to talk about my plan to live in Shuxiang Yayuan for the time being.

 …

The next day, Fang Yifan went to school. Tong Wenjie was a little worried about his studies, but she still had to go to class.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from Teacher Li Meng at ten o'clock.

Tong Wenjie hurriedly asked for leave, drove directly to Chunfeng Middle School, and found Li Meng.

"Teacher Li, what happened to our Fang Yifan?"

"Mother Fang, nothing happened to Fang Yifan today. I wanted to talk to you about Fang Yifan's studies."

"Oh, I'm glad nothing happened. Teacher Li, please go ahead and talk."

"Mother Fang, you know Fang Yifan's grades this time. He can't get into a good university with these grades, so I wonder if his family has ever thought about letting him repeat a year?"

When Li Meng said this, she was concerned about Fang Yifan and also took the rate of admission into higher education into consideration.

"Teacher Li, our Yifan can't repeat a year. If that happens, everyone in the class will be younger than him. How will he feel comfortable then?"

"Teacher Li, we also know that Fang Yifan's grades are not good now. There is still a year left. We will urge him to study. When he is in school, we will trouble you, Teacher Li."

Li Meng also knows that most parents may not be willing, so she just says this.

"Okay, but Fang Yifan is still quite smart, but his attitude towards learning is problematic. He simply won't learn. This requires you parents to worry more about him."

"Oh, okay, Mr. Li, I got it."

When Tong Wenjie came out of school, she was worried. After thinking for a while, she went straight to find her best friend.

"Wenjie, why are you here today?"

"Song Qian, I came here to ask you to help me think of a solution."

Tong Wenjie told Song Qian everything about Fang Yifan, and then looked at her expectantly.

"Don't worry, I'll help you take a look."

Song Qian was a teacher at Chunfeng Middle School before, so she logged into the backstage directly and looked at the results above.

"Hey, Song Qian, this student's grades were similar to my Yifan's before, but now they are so high. I wonder if my Yifan can do it too."

Song Qian was a little curious about what Tong Wenjie said. She looked over and found that it was Ji Yangyang. She also remembered that he was the one who rented the house in her house.

I watched it with some anticipation.