Me who is popular in manga [Quick Transmigration]

On the eve of the final exam, this is a particularly important exam for the students of the attached middle school. Its report card determines whether everyone can have a happy New Year.

Duan Zheng was sent by the company to go on a business trip for two days, and she will not be able to return until the exam is over.Even if the other party was under his soft and tough conditions, and promised repeatedly that he would come back after the exam, Duan Yien still felt very bored, so he could only stay in the room and write the questions, spinning the pen with his fingertips carelessly.

Since he made a bold statement that he wanted to be in the top [-] in the exam, of course he couldn't just talk about it. The top [-] in the attached middle school are not easy to chew on, and the competition between them is very stalemate.

After finishing two sets of questions assigned by Xie Hai, he looked up and found that the whole afternoon had passed like this.He put the mobile phone by the bedside and intercepted two incoming calls, five text messages and several voice messages.

The weather here is very cold. Naturally, there is no heating in this old residential building, but the strange thing is that when he is immersed in the sea of ​​questions, he doesn't seem to feel the cold anymore.Duan Yien thought, in the past few months, he seems to have really improved, and now he is quite self-disciplined in reading, except for Duan Zheng, who basically doesn't get distracted, and his learning efficiency is getting higher and higher.

But his foundation is also really bad, and he always loses points in some inexplicable places.Zhao Hai said that he still needs to make up for this aspect. In the short term, he can rely on skills to cope with some small exams, but if this loophole is not filled, a person is like a castle made of sand.Once a real wave comes, such as a high-standard examination such as the city's unified examination, it will easily be wiped out.

Duan Yien was deeply convinced.

As for reading, the more he learns, the more he realizes that he looks like a mentally handicapped person, who doesn't understand anything, and doesn't know any words.In just a few months, the English dictionary was going to be broken by him.

Ready to review, he went to school.

The classmates in the class were moving tables and chairs to arrange the examination room. Every table was pulled far away. As soon as he stepped into the classroom, the head teacher pulled him back and asked him to move the extra tables and chairs to the corridor.

He stepped forward resignedly.

When he was moving the table and chairs, he found that Jiang Hanying was also moving his table outside, forcibly blocking the door.

"What are you doing?" He asked angrily, didn't you see that my uncle was busy, there was no place for anyone to stand here, and he even moved an extra table over here, this guy made it clear that he was causing trouble.

"I don't like other people using my things." Jiang Hanying explained lightly.

Thinking of all the exams being messed up, and the person sitting in his seat who didn't know what kind of person was taking the exam, he felt very unhappy.He also had this obsession with cleanliness in his previous life. He didn't heal until he was brought home by Duan Zheng, but it relapsed and continued for no reason in this life. He hoped that when he returned to Duan Zheng's house, the other party could heal him again.

Duan Yien scolded in a low voice: "Young Master is wrong."

Jiang Hanying looked at him seriously, and said meaningfully: "I'm not the young master, you are." He is just a person who stole other people's fate in his previous life, and is eager to get back on track in this life.

Duan Yien didn't know his own background, and when he heard this, he felt that the other party was trying to amuse him. After all, no one in the class knew that his family was poor, not well-to-do enough, and abjectly poor. The fist itched again.

There are no windows in the classroom, the air is not circulating, and it looks a little stuffy.

Two big boys were standing in the corridor chatting, very suspected of being lazy.But Yan Juhua, the head teacher, saw him, but he rarely stopped him, as if he had acquiesced in the friendship of "shaking hands and making peace" afterwards after seeing blood on the basketball court.

On the other hand, other students in the class noticed the two, their faces showed curiosity and surprise, and they all whispered: "When did they get along so well? Didn't they just fight for Gu Anran before?"

"Damn, how long have you stopped eating melons. The anonymous forum has been picked up a long time ago, and the relationship between the two major school grasses has eased long ago. Without Gu Anran to compete, the relationship between the two is natural. Poor Gu Anran thinks he can step on both sides boats, and each of them capsized."

"I can also prove it! I'm in the cram school with them, and I almost turned the table when I saw them arguing every day, but as soon as the cram school is over, we should go together or go together. Jiang Hanying also called Duan Yien's parents Uncle Duan, Can this relationship be good?"

"Tutorial class? No wonder Duan Yien has improved his studies recently..." The classmate sighed belatedly. When he was still secretly playing games in the dormitory, his ranking was overtaken in the blink of an eye. Yes, just one word outrageous.

Someone also turned their attention, and said in shock: "Jiang Hanying and Duan Yien are both here? What kind of cram school is this so inclusive." He was wondering why the two of them left together after school. Gu Anran made an appointment to have a fight, but who knows, he is secretly studying hard!The ancients said that Shibie should treat each other with admiration for three days, but he still looks at people with old eyes. No wonder he was overtaken by others. He paid the price for his ignorance and underestimation of the enemy in the past few months.

"I want to ask, is that place still accepting people?"

"I, I want to ask too." A girl interjected, with a strange blush on her face.It doesn't matter that she is in the same cram school as the two major schools, under the same roof, and that she is close to the water, she just wants to find a place to study hard!real!

"Give it up. Since accepting Duan's difficult class, Mr. Zhao said that the class will temporarily stop accepting students after the next year." As soon as this remark came out, the other students sighed and felt deeply regretful.

Someone also sternly said: "Stop talking, An Ran is going to cry if you continue talking!"

Amidst the noise, Gu Anran was quietly reading a book.

The autumn and winter uniforms of the attached middle school are still pure white. They look very thick, but they generally cannot resist the cold air. So she wore a white down jacket outside. Her scarf is white, and the complexion on her pretty face is also white. With a pair of red eyes that look like they have been crying, they look like a soft and harmless little white rabbit, which is quite pitiful.

Everyone tacitly stopped talking.

She was reading a book, but half an hour later, the book in her hand hadn't turned a single page.

When the time came, the students packed up their things and dispersed into the examination room.This time Duan Yien brought a pencil eraser and a few large sheets of draft paper, and went in with confidence.

Each exam lasted up to two hours. When he got the papers, he didn't rush to do them. Instead, he browsed them first before writing.He did mathematics very quickly. He couldn't help him with simple problems, and he couldn't solve difficult problems no matter how hard he tried. He had to give up, but he won all the points that should be won.In the Chinese test paper, he read many obscure questions and still couldn't understand them, but he would not leave them empty, and he had to make up a lot of tongues.

After each subject was tested, he knew it well. If there were no accidents, the three hundred should be stable.

The fact is the same, and soon it will be time to distribute the test papers.

Every teacher walked into the classroom with a serious expression, and in the eyes of all the students, he deliberately dragged his voice: "The last exam of this semester is over, and the results have come out. The teachers are very disappointed. Some students I have made great progress, some students are still standing still, and what’s more, some students have actually regressed. I won’t name names here, and I hope that all students will be clear and know in their hearts..."

After nagging for a full five or six minutes, the teachers took out a stack of papers and began to report the scores from low to high. This part can be called a public execution.In the past, the class representative handed out the papers, but this time he just stopped being a human being, and made the students who didn't care about it stand up straight in an instant.

"Chen Junhao, 43 points, 10 points less than last time."

As soon as the words were finished, Chen San'er went up to get her test paper dejectedly.In the past, Brother Duan was always the last one, and he was the second last one. Now that Brother Duan is promising, it's his turn to be the last one. It's really sad.

Going on like this, the test papers in the teacher's hands became less and less, the speaking speed became slower and slower, and the atmosphere in the class became more and more tense. It seemed that there was an invisible taste of awarding awards.

Every student who came to the stage next seemed to be the recipient of a high-profile award.

"Gu Anran, 124 points." The teacher did not give any evaluation, but all the students knew that the girl should be the standing still type in the teacher's mouth.

"Wang Yang is the class representative, with a score of 140, as stable as ever, worthy of praise...Jiang Hanying, with a score of 148, the highest score in the whole year, you all did well in the exam, the teacher is very happy." Under the envious eyes of everyone, the two The proud students in the eyes of the teacher all went up to take their papers.

It stands to reason that after reading the highest score, there will be no test papers, but the strange thing is that the teacher still has one in his hand.Someone noticed that Duan Yien in the VIP seat in the back row was still empty-handed, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he seemed to feel something in his heart.

Sure enough, they just looked away, and the next second they heard the teacher read: "I still have one in my hand, not the highest score, nor the lowest score. Duan Yien, 113 points, an improvement of 23 points from last time. He is not He has made the most progress in a single subject, but he has also made the greatest progress in his overall grades this semester, so everyone should learn from him."

The whole class was in an uproar, like boiling water.Is this the real version of the story of a scumbag turning over like this?

"Oh my God!" Someone gasped without holding back.

"At the beginning of the school year, he was still the last one, and he has improved so fast, did he cheat?" Someone also said something strangely, because of someone's prestige, he only dared to speak in a low voice.But if you have good hearing, you still hear what you should hear.

There were also many sour voices: "I heard that his parents never bubbled up in the group, did they give gifts to the teachers in private, otherwise why did the teachers of every subject praise him so much? Oh, I forgot that his family is poor, I guess I can't afford a gift."

Duan Yien calmly went to the stage to collect his papers. He was about to leave when he took the papers, but the teacher stopped him and asked him to give a speech on his studies, or share the methods of learning progress.

He stopped, and glanced at the classmates indifferently. This look was as intimidating as before, and there was no sound from the audience, and some people even shrank their heads subconsciously.

Then slowly, the young man lowered his brows and eyes, showing a slightly arrogant and handsome smile: "There is no way, but the brain is very important."

Students in the audience: "???"

His tone was very sincere and his manner was very polite. It sounded like that, which made people want to hit him afterwards.

"If you really want to talk about the method, it is hard work, continuous hard work. There is a saying that is good, 90.00% of the brain plus [-]% of the sweat, maybe everything can be saved."

Students in the audience: "..."

You better shut up.

Including the teacher, it took a long time to find their own language, coughed twice and said: "...Thank you Duan for sharing, you can go down. Good grades are not easy to come by, we must continue to maintain it."

The young man nodded and went down gracefully.

It's just that when he stepped down from the stage, a cold gaze swept towards a certain place, which completely changed the expressions of the students who were talking about it just now. He didn't expect the other party's hearing to be so good, and he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have provoked this evil spirit.The other party's self-cultivation and self-cultivation in the past few months does not mean that he is a tiger whose claws have been pulled out.

Others avoided, for fear of being implicated by these two people.Even if the school bully gets better grades, he is still your school bully, whoever provokes him will be unlucky.

Duan Yien rushed to the gate of the school after dealing with some students who had a bad mouth.He wasn't too cold either. It was snowing in the sky, so he held a cell phone that felt cold to the touch, leaning against the door and waiting.

Gu Anran politely invited him and said, my driver is nearby, do you want to give you a ride, and we happened to be talking in the car.

He directly refused.

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When Duan Zheng arrived, he saw a young man in a black down jacket and a black knit hat, standing there as if he couldn't feel the cold, with his hands in his pockets, his posture was very cool and attractive.The hat and the sneakers were all covered with fine pieces of snow.

"..." Is this kid stupid?

Duan Zheng walked over, "Why don't you wait indoors, you have to stand on the street." He raised his hand and patted the snowflakes off the other party's shoulders that hadn't completely melted.

Indeed, as the property owner and his wife said, in the past six months, the boy has grown a lot taller like a stick. Originally, Duan Zheng was still at eye level with him, but gradually he lowered the other half a head.Duan Zheng had to sigh with emotion.

"Aren't I afraid that you won't be able to see it?" The boy said naturally, and then asked concerned: "Is the business trip hard?"

Duan Zheng replied while patting the snow: "It's okay, I followed the leader to inspect the factory in the south. The place is very warm. Although there is no money, it's a public trip."

"You don't wear gloves, don't help me take pictures." The boy touched the parent's hand, felt the coldness of the fingertips, and frowned imperceptibly, ignoring the other party's struggle, and held it instead, with a slight tone of voice. Domineeringly said: "Your hands are so cold, don't move and I'll warm you up..."

Duan Zheng's hands are very thin and white, with slender and distinct roots. Duan Yien doesn't know if it's the hands of all painters that are so beautiful, or it's just his family that is special.

"Why don't you wear gloves?" He couldn't help scolding, such hands that can't help but get cold, if frostbite develops, it will be bad, so they should be tightly wrapped.

"Whenever the gloves that can keep warm and can be swiped without hindrance are on the market, I will wear them at any time." Duan Zheng also said, otherwise, even if the phone is frozen into a brick of ice, it will not be able to stop him from swiping the phone.

The boy was persuaded.

He never knew that Duan Zheng still had such a childish side.

In the following time, the two went shopping in a crowded supermarket, bought a bunch of New Year's goods, and watched a New Year's movie with a not-so-low rating, and ordered a rare and extravagant popcorn set meal.

On New Year's Eve.

There are colorful fireworks outside the window, and the sound of crackling firecrackers, one after another, can wake people up from their sleep.After a night, there was a pile of red confetti all over the snow and on the balcony, staining the clothes that people had washed so hard.

The teenager cleaned up with curses.

Duan Zheng also woke up. He rubbed his eyes and came out, wearing a light-colored sweater. He seemed not fully awake yet, but when he saw the boy, he smiled and took out the things he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket. Envelopes in bright red paper.

Since it is Chinese New Year, there should be a sense of ceremony, although the money inside is a little thin.

"Yien, Happy New Year." The flamboyant gilt characters, the bright red cover made Duan Zheng's hands more fair and pure, and the curved eyebrows, in Duan Yien's eyes, everything looked so gentle.

But he still refused: "I'm going to be eighteen soon, and I'm no longer a child. You don't need to give me a red envelope." Collecting the lucky money from the elders is something only sticky children do.

"Hey, but your performance test was so good this time. Apart from this, I don't know how to reward you. How about rewarding you with a few sets of questions? Do you want 38 sets of Tianli or [-]?" Duan Zheng said.

"...Then it's still a red envelope." The boy put down the broom with an awkward tone, but actually took it in a rather happy mood.But soon he found that Duan Zheng took out another red envelope from his pocket and put it on the dining table naturally.The pattern of the red envelope was very similar to that in his hand, as if it was being prepared for someone.

He suddenly felt wrong in his heart: "Why did you prepare another one?" It was agreed to be an exclusive reward for his academic progress. He knew that Duan Zheng grew up in an orphanage and had no relatives. Apart from him, there was no need to see him off at all. kid red envelope.

Who should give it to, this is a question worthy of attention.

Then, as a few doorbells rang, Duan Yien leaned over to the door, and through the round cat eyes, he saw an indifferent young man in a light blue down jacket and silver-rimmed glasses standing at the door.

His mood suddenly turned bad.

Even if the other party had one hand in his pocket and a few expensive gift boxes in the other, it couldn't alleviate his bad mood at the moment.

The doorbell didn't stop.

He wanted to pretend that he was not at home, but unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be clairvoyant, staring directly at the cat's eyes behind the lens: "Student Duan, open the door for me quickly, I know you are at home."

Depend on!

On the other side, the Jiang family was depressed.

"It's Chinese New Year, Hanying still goes to that man's house every day?" Hearing the report from the housekeeper, Jiang Qingyu seemed to think of something, the boss chair turned half a circle, and looked outside the villa.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a beautiful courtyard, which seems to be glowing under the daytime sky. After a long time, the man casually sighed, "It's still snowing, but this courtyard is still so beautiful."

The butler puffed out his chest proudly.

In this white world wrapped in silver, the courtyards of rich people can always be like spring all the year round. This is inseparable from the support of money and a group of capable subordinates.

He waited for his husband to praise him, but unexpectedly, his voice changed: "I want to see the snow, let's go for a walk."

He was caught off guard.

He couldn't keep up with his husband's thoughts, so he had to ask the maid to get the husband's coat, and at the same time, he notified the driver to pick him up.

The author has something to say: the mathematics in the last chapter was purely...a hand error, I have corrected it (embarrassed smile)

This chapter still drops compensation small red envelopes.