Airborne Learning God

——She Jian, the school bully with the longest running time in No. [-] Middle School, is ready to study hard!

——The guy who is tall and handsome and has money and is super able to play must study hard!

This kind of news seemed to be attached to invisible little wings, and in just half a month, it flew into the ears of most of the students in No. [-] Middle School.

Who is She Jian? She is a well-known figure that even elementary school students who have just entered the first year of junior high school know!

It is the existence that can be accompanied by good buddies when they were in junior high school, beat up the little bastards outside the school who collect protection fees, bad boys and other scumbags until they cry!

He is the "big brother" in the hearts of many passionate male students, and the "No.1 boss" in the hearts of many young female students!

However, such an existence actually announced that it would study hard?!

Really exciting!

"Don't you always say that your family is rich and you don't need to study?" Jiang Lu wailed, "Brother, you have hurt me by keeping silent! Now even my father knows that you plan to study hard. Damn, I see Tian'er talking about me at home, scolding me for being unlearned, incompetent, and unbelievable. I can't help Liu Adou! It's embarrassing for him!"

"You are ignorant, and there is nothing wrong with what uncle said." Jin Chuanpeng teased with a smile. From the corner of his eye, he saw that Zheng Aiqing and Sun Yuchang had returned. He was turning around and quickly added, "Besides, we Brother, this is working hard for love, don't hold back." Although he was looking at She Jian, the latter sentence was obviously said to the straight man Jiang Lu.

"Knowledge can make wealth profitable." She said slowly. As for Jin Chuanpeng's sentence "Work hard for love", he was noncommittal, and he did not refute it when he was right, which was regarded as acquiescing.

When Zheng Aiqing returned to her seat, she saw that She Jian was reading the questions with the end of a fountain pen in her mouth, "Oh, are you really studying?"

"Yeah." She Jian threw the fountain pen on the table, leaned back on the chair, put her right arm on the back of the chair, because it was too long, her hand even reached the back of Zheng Aiqing's chair.

Zheng Aiqing raised her head and took a sip of water, sat down and watched She Jian's progress, then smiled, "I remember you were reading this question before I went out to fetch water, right?"

Looking at the child's moistened lips and rolling small Adam's apple, She Jian also felt that his throat was parched.

"Little friend, come, give me some water." She Jian reached out to get Zheng Aiqing's water bottle.

Zheng Aiqing ordered with a disgusted face, "Don't talk to mouth!"

She Jian felt aggrieved, obviously he didn't dislike a drool-drinking person, so why do you care so much about a drool-drinking kid.

Because the mouth was a little far from the mouth of the bottle, some water spilled on the school uniform, She Jian returned the water bottle to Zheng Aiqing, he wiped his mouth indifferently, and patted the school uniform again.

After drinking water and quenching thirst, it is time to continue studying.

"How do you solve this problem, kid? I haven't understood it after reading it for a long time." She Jian asked, pointing to a system of quadratic equations in three variables.

Zheng Aiqing didn't just look at this question, he even flipped through the exercise booklet. In half a month, the exercise booklet only wrote a few pages, and there were basically few correct answers...

"You've been tinkering with this for half a month?" Zheng Aiqing flicked through the exercise book, but the more she looked at it, the more she frowned, and the brow almost turned into a small pimple in the end.

She Jian, who felt that he was being despised by the children, retorted, "No, I have other things to do!" As he spoke, he took out another Chinese book from the bookcase and slapped it on the table with five or three slaps. Completely said, "I also wrote Chinese, and there is an article in classical Chinese. I made all three choices right!"

Zheng Aiqing unpacked a package of dried mangoes, handed a piece to She Jian, and said in a puzzled tone, "What's there to be happy about? I won't miss that kind of question."

She Jian: "...!"

He didn't speak, just gnawed the dried mango silently, his whole body looked slumped, he looked really weak, helpless, frightened and humble.

After realizing that she had said the wrong thing, Zheng Aiqing puffed up her cheeks and made amends, "Um, I didn't mean you were stupid."

As soon as the words came out, Zheng Aiqing noticed with sensitivity that She Jian seemed to be even more listless.

Zheng Aiqing twisted the mouth of the dried mango bag, and tactfully changed the subject, "Come on, show me your question."

Then he looked down at Chinese Wusan again.

Zheng Aiqing looked at it for a while, and he really didn't understand why She Jian would not be able to do such a simple question. Isn't it possible to know the answer at a glance?

"There are only three or four kinds of ancient ideas in [zhi], you can check them out first, and then you can choose." Zheng Aiqing pointed to the math problem again, and asked She Jian, "Can you solve linear equations in one yuan? ?”

She Jian nodded, "Yes."

Zheng Aiqing also nodded, "What about the two-dollar one?"

She Jian was silent for a while, then asked Zheng Aiqing, "What is a quadratic equation?"

"It's just that there are two unknowns, and the highest is the quadratic root...forget it." Zheng Aiqing raised her forehead subconsciously, "Have you been doing this kind of problem for half a month?"

"Yeah, aren't these all high school questions?" She Jian wondered.

Zheng Aiqing tapped the table helplessly, "It's true that the questions are for the first year of high school, but you don't even know the knowledge of junior high school. If you don't have the foundation, how do you do high school questions? Do you rely on metaphysics?"

She Jian was taken aback for a moment, then slowly blushed, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Then...then Brother Qing, please help me."

Zheng Aiqing was completely comfortable when She Jian called "Brother Qing", and he pretended to say reluctantly, "Tsk, let's do it, I'll try my best."

Then he stretched out his hand, "First, show me all the questions you bought."

She Jian obeyed obediently.

Zheng Aiqing glanced at it, and found that the questions She Jian bought were quite complete, eight subjects, none of which were bad, and they were all questions in the first year of high school.

He piled up all these questions, and said, "Sell them to the recycling bin after school."

"...If it's all sold, what should I do?" She Jian was surprised.

Zheng Aiqing thought to herself, you are doing junior high school questions.

But thinking about She Jian's glass heart, Zheng Aiqing didn't explain it, only said that he was in charge of the exercises.

"Okay, why did you remember to study hard?" Zheng Aiqing reopened the dried mango, knocked on the table again, and asked Jin Chuan and Peng if they wanted to eat it.

She Jian thought to herself, isn't it just to chase you and get closer to you, otherwise who would want to waste their youth doing these things.

But he didn't dare to say that, "It's just that when I woke up, I suddenly became enlightened, and felt that I was in my prime, and I shouldn't waste my time and waste my youth."

Shit, studying is a waste of time and a waste of youth, She Jian's heart was hoarse.

"Very good, enlightened." Zheng Aiqing took a sip of water and opened another package of dried cranberries. He didn't know what else to say besides saying that he was very enlightened.

She Jian also reached out and grabbed a handful of dried cranberries, and threw them into her mouth one by one, "Little friend, ask Boer early tomorrow morning."

Zheng Aiqing stuffed dried cranberries into her mouth again, "Okay, what time?"

"06:30, I will wait for you outside your community."

"to make."

She Jian and Zheng Aiqing made an appointment earlier, it must start with the stinky tofu incident half a month ago.

Maybe the stinky tofu fell out of my mouth, or maybe Zheng Aiqing worked too hard, anyway, the end result was that after school, She Jian rarely bought a stinky tofu for ten yuan when passing by the barbecue snack trucks. Tofu.

Stinks.

She Jian held the paper bowl, which was quite hot.

After a while of building up her mind, seeing that the other students were eating deliciously, She Jian followed suit and put a piece of stinky tofu into her mouth.

Subtle chewing sounds from the crispy skin.

While eating, She Jian thought to herself, this stinky tofu is really crispy, and the inside is really tender. Although it smells bad, it tastes delicious, not bad.

Then that night, She Jian had diarrhea.

After all, he has never eaten a few roadside stalls since he was a child, so it is normal for his stomach to suffer.

A day later, Zheng Aiqing was quite happy when she learned that She Jian had been succeeded by her.

Then She Jian laughed too, so he had a flash of inspiration, and began to secretly poke Zheng Aiqing to make an appointment with him earlier.

Soymilk, fruits, fried cakes, noodle tea, wontons, tofu nao, Gaba vegetables, Jiaoquaner, pancakes and fruits, etc.

Zheng Aiqing and his grandfather had eaten these things several times when they were young, so he agreed with all his mouth.

For the first time, Cai Wen and Zheng Jingzhou were worried and sent Zheng Aiqing to the gate of the community. They were relieved when they saw that there were really male students and went to work.

If there is one, then there will be two or three. In the past half month, She Jian and Zheng Aiqing have made many appointments for breakfast. After breakfast, they happened to catch the bus and subway together, so they could be regarded as companions.

At night, it was rare for Zheng Aiqing not to chew on his foreign literature, but sitting at the desk, thinking hard to make a study plan for She Jian.

Where should I learn... Is it better to be Wang Houxiong first or Xue Jinxing...

Zheng Aiqing scratched her head as there were so many things to think about. To be honest, he didn't even bother to learn it himself.

That's why Zheng Aiqing didn't take the initiative to take on the job at first.

One is that he doesn't have the habit of being nosy, and the other is that he really doesn't know how to do basic learning.

Those knowledge, he can just glance at it, just write it casually, and he really hasn't thought about it carefully.

Even in the first day of junior high school when he was brushing the questions crazily, what he did were all high-level questions, and the purpose of doing the questions was not the same as that of She Jian.

She Jian did the questions to learn knowledge, but Zheng Aiqing did the questions at that time purely because she was bored and free.

For example, for a problem, I want to use the most problem-solving methods to calculate it in the shortest time.

Let's talk about this matter, it sounds good, it's called open-minded thinking, but it's not good, Zheng Aiqing is just an idle asshole.

As an existence who can always get the correct answer at a glance, Zheng Aiqing is very bald, how to help her deskmate make progress every day.

It is really Zheng Aiqing who wants to step down the altar and can't find the steps!

After checking online what questions junior high school students should do, Zheng Aiqing ordered a lot of exercise books according to the search results, piecemeal, and tossed until almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Zheng Aiqing was too sleepy for a long time, so she quickly turned off the computer, took a shower, climbed into bed and fell asleep.

Before losing consciousness, Zheng Aiqing was still talking about how to give She Jian a lecture after she was bald.

It’s true to send Buddha to the West, but he really doesn’t know how to give lectures to people!

When he was in junior high school, he gave physics questions to the class monitor. Later, the class monitor told him with a thumbs up, "Zheng Aiqing, you are really good, what you said is more difficult than the standard answer process!"

Perhaps it was because her thoughts were too deep before going to bed, which caused Zheng Aiqing to have a very absurd dream that night.

In the dream, they were standing at the back of the classroom, facing each other, Qi Fangfang was standing on the podium giving a lecture, and the students were listening attentively.

The next moment, his eyes darkened, and his vision was completely blocked by She Jian, who was bullying him in front of him.

Zheng Aiqing raised her head in dissatisfaction, but saw that She Jian's hair was much shorter, with hard stubble, and she looked like she was about to step into the queue of mature men. He was wondering how the two stood face to face Standing at the back of the classroom as punishment.

Seeing She Jian grinning, showing his big white teeth, he said, "I've been in the top [-] of my grade these few times."

Zheng Aiqing clasped the door of the locker with her hands on her back, her expression was shocked, he clearly remembered that She Jian was at the end of the grade crane.

"I'm coming to collect the reward." She Jian's eyes sparkled.

Zheng Aiqing opened her mouth to ask something, but she suddenly lowered her head.

The surroundings suddenly darkened.

Zheng Aiqing's last impression was right in front of her eyes, She Jian's smiling eyes, and the booing laughter of Qi Fangfang and her classmates came from the dark surroundings.

When he opened his eyes, Zheng Aiqing was still a little dazed, he subconsciously licked his lips.

But he gradually couldn't remember that dream.

He only vaguely remembered those eyes that were very clear even in the dark, and a... wet kiss.

【Ring ring ring】

The alarm clock rang at six o'clock, Zheng Aiqing rubbed her hair and stopped thinking about it, it was just a dream.

He got up and put on his clothes, thinking that he was really exhausted to buy exercises, and he could do such a weird dream by himself.

At 25:[-], Zheng Aiqing packed up, picked up her schoolbag and rushed to the gate of the community.

He and She Jian made an appointment early, but they couldn't be late.

[The author has something to say]: Abdominal muscles: She Jian, a passing student? Huh?

She Jian (frowning irritably): I'm studying! Get lost!

(Tomorrow, I will be sending out the V red envelopes that will be late for a long time, but the abdominal muscles will be picked up by freshmen on weekends, and they will only be sent out at noon at lunch time. It will be at [-] o’clock. In addition, you support ducks, please ask for a monthly pass )