After being forced to bind the pheromone with the old enemy

Xie Sijing also glanced over there, pushed down his glasses and said, "Are you looking at the person standing over there just now?"

Song Shiyi: "Yes."

"I saw it just now from the corner of my eye." Xie Sijing glanced again, "I always feel that the figure looks familiar, but I can't remember who it is, but it shouldn't be from our school, right?"

No. [-] Middle School is still very strict in terms of clothing. You must wear a school uniform during school, and you must wear a jacket and pants. Every morning, the teacher on duty and the students on duty will check.

Although the people in the corner were far apart, they were obviously not wearing school uniforms.

A bit like Yang Si.

Song Shiyi thought in his heart, but didn't speak.

He and Yang Si have been in the same class for three years in junior high school, and they can still recognize each other's habitual movements.

And the Eighth Middle School is indeed not too far away, but I don't know why the other party is here.

Song Shiyi narrowed his eyes.

They went to the fried noodle shop in front of the school for lunch. Most of them were students from No. [-] Middle School. After ordering, the two found an empty table and sat down. Song Shiyi felt his phone vibrate a few times in his pocket.

He took it out to look, and it turned out to be news from Chen Yang.

[Chen Yang]: We haven't seen each other for a long time, do you have time to get together?

【Eleven】: Alright, Brother Chen, you decide

[Chen Yang]: Then this Saturday night?Are you busy studying recently?have time?I still have a serious job now, it might be difficult to skip work

【Eleven】: free

[Chen Yang]: Then see you at the barbecue stall on Qiushui Street

【Eleven】: Okay, Brother Chen, see you on Saturday

Qiushui Street is not far from the No. [-] Middle School. Song Shiyi often went there when he skipped classes in junior high school, so he was so familiar with it when he took Jian Ning to find an Internet cafe.

Even the Internet cafe they went to at that time, he had been there countless times.

Song Shiyi rested his arms on the edge of the table and typed. As soon as he sent the message, he heard a few people walking out from behind him, chatting about something.

"I heard that Qiao Zhou and the others are planning to find someone to mess with Jian Ning."

"Where did you get the news?"

"Last night, I went to play basketball with Qiao Zhou and the others. They slipped up when they were chatting."

"How did Jian Ning provoke them? It seems that after he became an Omega, he didn't seem to have caused much trouble, right?"

The person who spoke at the beginning shrugged: "I don't know that, they are just discussing how to ask Jian Ning out alone, anyway, I don't dare to intervene, by the way, don't go around saying that I said it."

The few people who spoke left the fried noodle shop in a hurry.

Song Shiyi glanced in the direction they left.

Xie Sijing leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear what they said on Eleventh? Qiao Zhou was in class nine?"

If he remembered correctly, Qiao Zhou seemed to be a sprinter, and he played well with Xia Zhenyu and a few people from the international class.

Anyway, I don't know them well.

Song Shiyi didn't have much impression.

"I remember that Mr. Ning is not very familiar with them, right? Mr. Ning knew Li Siming and the others in Class [-]." Xie Sijing thought for a while and said, "What's wrong with Qiao Zhou and the others, are they going to vent their anger on Xia Zhenyu? Licking dogs is not like that, Xia Zhenyu is gone, who are they showing them to? Are you going to shoot a vlog and ask Xia Zhenyu to reward them remotely?"

As he talked, he made fun of himself.

Song Shiyi was not in the mood to listen to his jokes, and asked, "Does Qiao Zhou know anyone outside of school?"

Xie Sijing shook his head uncertainly: "I don't know about this, may I help you find out?"

"No need." Song Shiyi shook his head, it was unnecessary to ask specifically, he didn't care about the person who was going to come looking for trouble at all.

Xie Sijing wanted to say something else, but the proprietress interrupted his train of thought by bringing up their fried noodles.

The two of them quickly finished their meal. When they walked to the school gate, Song Shiyi noticed a car parked on the road opposite the school. He had seen this car two or three times to take Jian Ning to and from school.

He couldn't help slowing down and paying attention, just after entering the school gate, he saw Ye Yuan walking out again.

The two greeted Ye Yuan, who nodded with them and went out the door.

Xie Sijing looked back curiously: "Isn't our first class in the afternoon brother Ye? Why did he go out at this time?"

He returned to the classroom full of doubts, and Jian Ning was leaning half of his body on Tang Bufan's seat to talk about math problems.

"I understand." Tang Bufan grabbed his pen and nodded.

Jian Ning lazily leaned on the back of the chair, mockingly said: "Your mouth understands, but your brain doesn't."

Tang Bufan stared at the draft paper for a minute, his eyes almost turning into mung beans: "I finally understand the meaning of 'Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up'."

Jian Ning looked up and sneered, seeing Song Shiyi and Xie Sijing walk into the classroom.

He didn't respond, turned his head and asked, "Are you really determined to choose Shizheng?"

"Yeah, although I think I should study mathematics well, I still decided to study history and politics." Tang Bufan said seriously, his decision this time was no longer because he wanted to fight against his parents, but because he had really thought it over for a long time The answer, "The main reason is that I have a great advantage in liberal arts, and the pressure of competition in liberal arts is also small. I really don't need to bite the bullet and choose science. It's fine if I'm not good at it. And my grades this semester are all in the [-]th grade, etc. After class division, even the materialization experiment class can’t get in, so it’s better to go to Shizheng to be the first.”

Jian Ning patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "So cherish the last month or so with Dad."

Tang Bufan: "..."

It's as if someone is going to die in a month.

Xie Sijing returned to his seat, turned around and interrupted: "What are you two talking about?"

"Let's talk about class division." Tang Bufan said frankly.

Xie Sijing asked, "What did you choose?"

"Shi Zheng." Tang Bufan looked at Xie Sijing and Song Shiyi, and asked, "What about you two?"

Xie Sijing pointed to the other three people besides Tang Bufan: "We are all materialized."

They had already chatted when the form was handed in last week.

Tang Bufan was a little envious: "Then the three of you are in the same class as sophomores."

Xie Sijing looked around the class: "It is estimated that by the time you report to the school in mid-August, 1/3 of the second year class will be in our current class."

For classes like Class [-] and Class [-], where there are many top students, the upper limit of materialization is higher, and more people are naturally selected.

Tang Bufan sighed: "I'm different, even if I choose materialization, I won't be able to enter the experimental class."

Several people chatted about grades, Xie Sijing remembered something, looked at Jian Ning: "By the way, Mr. Ning, we were outside just now..."

"Fuck, you go to the school's official website, the results of the provincial competition in the past two weeks have been announced, and three of our school have entered the provincial team this year!!!" The boy who was originally sitting in the first row suddenly shouted excitedly .

No. [-] Middle School has not even won the first prize for several years, let alone being selected for the provincial team. This year, three came at once.

Although the other students in the school did not participate in the competition, they still paid attention to this math competition. Occasionally, some people would ask Jian Ning and Song Shiyi about their ideas for solving problems with questions.

Tang Bufan looked at Jian Ning and asked, "That's right, is your result in the competition today?"

Jian Ning thought about it for a while, and it seemed that it was indeed time for the results, but he had experienced so much in the past two days that he forgot about the business.

Others in the class also took out their mobile phones.

Jian Ning had the bottom line in his heart, took out his mobile phone in a calm manner, kicked Song Shiyi's chair, and asked nonchalantly, "You did well in the previous quiz, so you won't take the Waterloo formal exam, right? Do you have the confidence to enter the provincial team? If not, how about I lend you some?"

Song Shiyi was not in a hurry to look at the grades, he held the mobile phone with the screen on in his hand, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "How can I borrow it?"

Jian Ning turned sideways, and arrogantly slapped his right hand on Song Shiyi's desk: "The hand used by the god of learning to write questions can be borrowed from you to look up and worship!"

His eyebrows are full of pride and publicity.

Song Shiyi looked down at the hands on his table, then looked up at him again: "So confident?"

"Otherwise?" Jian Ning raised her eyebrows indifferently, "If the provincial team is not confident, then I might as well just go home."

The corners of Song Shiyi's lips curved slightly, and he echoed, "Yes."

"Well, what do you mean?" Jian Ning asked.

"If I didn't have confidence, I wouldn't participate either." Song Shiyi's tone was light, but his words were very powerful.

He turned his head to look at Jian Ning, with a well-thought-out plan and calm eyes.

Jian Ning turned her eyes away and knocked rhythmically on the table with her fingers, making a "cut".

"And..." Song Shiyi glanced down and said again.

Jian Ning: "?"

"You have pretty hands."

Jian Ning was offended, she clenched her fists and wanted to hit someone: "?"

The list of the province's winners is posted on the school's official website. The provincial team has a total of [-] people from seven or eight cities in the province, and the No. [-] Middle School has directly occupied three places this time. The past shame has finally been washed away.

The list of provincial representatives is ranked from top to bottom according to the ranking of the results. The results are not announced, only the test number, name, gender, and high school they belong to.

The first on the provincial team list is Jian Ning, No.2 is a male Beta from the next city, a sophomore in high school, one year older than them, the third is Song Shiyi, and the rest of the names are all from other schools and cities , until No.13 was Lin Yinghua, the third person selected for the provincial team from No. [-] Middle School.

Speaking of which, when Jian Ning was in the competition class, he had discussed many problems with him, and this result was a bit of an extraordinary performance for him, and it was an unexpected surprise from the No. [-] Middle School.

Jian Ning flipped through the entire webpage, and saw the summer camp organized by the province under the list of winners. The time is in August. The top fifteen will automatically enter the provincial team and must also participate in the summer camp.

However, there are still 6-8 places left for the provincial teams, and the contestants who have participated in the preliminary competition and won the prizes will sign up to participate. The provincial number competition group will determine the list of the remaining provincial teams before the end of the summer camp, and then train together.

The summer camp will last about two weeks, and the provincial team will train alone for one week. This year's training location will be at Rongjin Normal University.

Before I had time to read the rest of the notice, someone came to the door of Class Seven and shouted: "Jian Ning, Song Shiyi, Teacher Zhou is looking for you."

The science office in the first year of high school was full of joy. No. [-] Middle School had a good grade this year, even if it wasn't the teacher in charge of the math competition, they were all happy together.

"Our school's grades this year are really good." Teacher Zhou sighed and said with some regret, "It's a pity that Li Ao is not in our school anymore. I just checked the list of the provincial team in the next province, and he is also in it. If he is still there, Don’t we have four in our school?”

She Hui happened to come to see Ye Yuan for something, but she didn't expect that other people were not there. Just as she was about to leave, she saw Teacher Zhou coming in with a blushing face. She wanted to hear what good business he had, so she stayed.

"Who says it's not? I also teach English in the competition class. It's very rare for him to be able to take care of the competition while keeping other grades intact. Some people force others to transfer schools just because of a dispute between classmates It's really scary."

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