God, he's reborn

Lin Zhao and Qin Muyang played in the resort all morning, and after lunch they were ready to go home.They have to go to self-study at night, so they have to go back early.

Qin Muyang packed his things and stood at the door waiting for Lin Zhao: "I didn't ask Uncle Wang to pick me up, so we can only go back by car."

Lin Zhao was still checking to see if anything had fallen, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, just take the car by yourself, as long as you don't walk back."

After leaving the gate of the resort, Lin Zhao pretended to be casual and asked, "By the way, how much did you spend this time?"

He has been holding back this sentence for a long time, just waiting to find a suitable opportunity to say it.Now that he finally said it, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Qin Muyang said: "Didn't I tell you that this is a resort opened by my cousin's friend, and my cousin didn't have time to come to join in the show, so I came here for him, without spending a penny."

Lin Zhao felt something was wrong: "I ate and drank for free with you for two days, and I didn't pay you a penny. I always feel that it's not good."

Qin Muyang stopped the taxi, turned around and said, "Then you pay the fare."

Lin Zhao nodded, acquiescing to the proposal.Although he asked Qin Muyang how much money he spent, it was not the case if he really asked him to give Qin Muyang money directly. The first thing to do was how much.

If calculated according to the standard of the resort, it would cost thousands of dollars, and Lin Zhao couldn't afford that much money at all.But if it is paid according to the money in Lin Zhao's pocket, it seems to be shabby.

Lin Zhao squeezed the 300 yuan in his pocket, thinking that it should be enough for the fare back home.If it is really not enough, then ask Qin Muyang to borrow some with the cheek.

The two got on the bus, before Lin Zhao could report the address, Qin Muyang said first, "Master, go to the bus station in District B." After speaking, he explained to Lin Zhao, "There is no bus here, We can only go there by taxi."

Lin Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and jokingly said, "I thought you were going to take a taxi home."

Qin Muyang said seriously: "That would be too wasteful."

It cost Lin Zhao 70 yuan to buy a bus ticket, plus 15 yuan to take a taxi, and he spent a total of 85 yuan on this trip.

There were still more than 200 yuan in his pocket. After parting from Qin Muyang, Lin Zhao lingered in front of a leather shoe store for a long time, and finally turned around and went in.

The evening self-study on Sunday is assigned by the class teacher. He Xian never lectures in the evening self-study, leaving it to the students to make up their homework.

In her words: "I still don't know you guys, how to memorize homework during vacation and how to memorize it when studying, it's not that I haven't experienced it."

But there is no homework this weekend, so there is no need to make up homework.When there is nothing to do, some people in the class are more restless.Fortunately, there is a head teacher in charge, so they don't dare to be too irritable.

Liu Weiwei poked Lin Zhao's waist and said in a low voice, "Did you know? The Chinese score is out."

Lin Zhao was stunned: "So fast?"

"What's so fast about it? You forgot the last monthly exam. You only took the Chinese exam in the morning, and the results came out in the evening. That's fast." Liu Weiwei was annoyed when she realized that she had been led astray. You said this...I mean, I went to the office to review the papers this afternoon. "

Before the total score comes out, the teacher of the subject can usually get the test papers of the students in the class in advance.Some students who want to know their scores will go to the teacher's office to look through the test papers, which is not surprising in No. [-] Middle School.

But Liu Weiwei has never participated in this activity, because like Lin Zhao, he doesn't care about his own results at all.This time she turned over the test papers uncharacteristically, clearly for Lin Zhao.

Sure enough, Liu Weiwei's next sentence was: "How many points do you think you got?"

Lin Zhao carefully stated his estimated score: "90?"

"Wrong! Guess again."

Lin Zhao didn't dare to guess higher: "85?"

"Can you be a little more confident?" Liu Weiwei rolled her eyes, "You got 108!"

Lin Zhao was startled: "Fuck, is it real? Are you kidding me, Weiwei?"

Liu Weiwei "hummed": "To tease you and have no money, believe it or not."

Lin Zhao was at a loss.Liu Weiwei didn't look like he was joking, but he also felt that he didn't get such a high score in the Chinese test. 108, to be placed in the monthly exam, this score can enter the top fifteen in a single subject.

Maybe it's because the questions are simple this time, or the teacher gave high marks.Lin Zhao explained to himself.

After the second period of evening self-study get out of class, the Chinese teacher came into the classroom with a stack of papers: "The class representative will hand out the papers. You should correct them yourself first. I will talk about the self-study tomorrow night."

Before the representative of the Chinese class started to do it, some students couldn't wait to hand out the papers.

Lin Zhao's heart was hanging high, and when the students who handed out the test papers came over, they would stare at them.

"Lin Zhao..." A classmate walked over, whispering Lin Zhao's name. He looked at the score on the test paper, and looked at Lin Zhao in surprise, "This is yours."

Lin Zhao took the test paper, took a deep breath, and looked at the score sharply.Three huge numbers were written on the red ballpoint pen: 108.

"Ah—" Lin Zhao couldn't help crying out, pulling at Liu Weiwei's sleeve and shouting excitedly, "Weiwei, I really passed 108 in the test, it's true!"

Liu Weiwei tried her best to save her jacket that was about to slip off: "Can you tm let go of my sleeves first, the clothes will be torn off by you!"

Lin Zhao let go of Liu Weiwei, and asked the grades of the people around him: "Little Fatty, how much did you pass the test?"

Xiaopang covered the paper at once: "I won't tell you."

"Forget it if you don't tell me," Lin Zhao turned his head and asked the female classmate next to him, "Niu Ling, what about you?"

Niu Ling covered the score with her elbow calmly, and said with a smile, "Not as high as you."

Niu Ling's grades are above average in the class, but her Chinese is in the top [-] every time.Even she scored lower than him in the test, Lin Zhao felt that he might really have gotten lucky this time.

When the class bell rang, Lin Zhao no longer cared how many people around him had taken the test, and concentrated on looking at his own test paper.

He got three multiple-choice questions wrong, and got four machine-chosen questions right.There was only one point for filling in the blanks of the ancient poems, and they were memorized under Qin Muyang's supervision.Classical Chinese, poetry appreciation, and reading comprehension were all quite satisfactory, but the composition scored 54 points.

Composition 54?Lin Zhao rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it.

There was indeed "54" written on the upper left of the test paper, and he read it correctly.

Lin Zhao's heart was overwhelmed by a series of "fucking shit". He actually scored 54 points in the composition test!In this era when fifty points in the composition test are enough for a while, he actually scored 54 points in the composition test!

Liu Weiwei just turned her head to talk to Lin Zhao, and seeing his eyes straightened, she followed his gaze.When she saw the bright red "54", she couldn't help shouting out: "Damn Lin Zhao, your composition actually got 54 points, and I'm only 26!"

The noisy class suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Lin Zhao and Liu Weiwei.

Lin Zhao wished he could find a way to get in, and complained softly to Liu Weiwei, "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Fortunately, everyone was quiet for a while and went to their own business. Only the people around expressed their envy for Lin Zhao's 54 points in the composition test.

After everyone around her dispersed, Liu Weiwei approached again.She learned the previous lesson and lowered her voice as low as possible: "Show me your composition quickly, and let me feel the composition with a score of 54."

Lin Zhao stuffed the paper into the desk: "No." An article that was so hypocritical that Liu Weiwei couldn't help but laugh to death after reading it.

Liu Weiwei grabbed Lin Zhao's neck: "Will you give it?"

Lin Zhaoning is unyielding: "If you don't give it, you won't give it if you die."

The sound of He Xian's characteristic high-heeled shoes came from outside, Liu Weiwei quickly let go of Lin Zhao, and said: "You wait for me."

Lin Zhao didn't care: just wait, I have the support of a male god, afraid of you?

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his heart.

Lin Zhao corrected the Chinese paper, and seeing that it was still early, he took out the notebook Qin Muyang gave him to review.

He has to seize the time to review the previous homework so that he can understand what the teacher is saying now.If the previous review is done well, and too much of the current one is left behind, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Time always flies when you're involved in something, and before you know it, it's time to leave school.Lin Zhao collected a few books, said hello to Liu Weiwei, and left with Qin Muyang.

On the way, Lin Zhao waited for Qin Muyang to ask him how much he had passed the language test, so that he could test his favorability in front of him.

It's a pity that Qin Muyang didn't do his best, he kept talking about what he had and what he didn't have, but he didn't talk about his grades.

Seeing that half of the distance was gone, Lin Zhao couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "How much did you pass the Chinese test this time?"

Qin Muyang said: "92."

Lin Zhao: ...

This is gone?Shouldn't you politely ask "how about you"?

The other party didn't agree, so Lin Zhao had no choice but to say cheekily, "I got 108 in the exam."

"Really? Congratulations." Qin Muyang's tone was light, and he didn't seem surprised at all.

Lin Zhao was dissatisfied with his reaction, and continued to throw bombs: "This time I mainly scored high in composition."

Qin Muyang didn't answer.

Lin Zhao: ...

Lin Zhao went on to say, "I got 54 in composition."

Qin Muyang nodded: "That's pretty high."

Lin Zhao: ...

Lin Zhao was about to cry.

He doesn't expect Qin Muyang to yell like Liu Weiwei, but at least give him a surprised expression.What kind of trouble is there with a blank face?Do you not like his score?

Because of Qin Muyang's performance, Lin Zhao fell into depression.When he arrived at the gate of his community, he said "goodbye" feebly and was about to leave.

Qin Muyang called to stop him: "Wait a minute."

Lin Zhao stopped the car and turned to look at Qin Muyang.

Qin Muyang took out a packed box from the schoolbag on his back.The box was flat, and it was impossible to tell what was inside.

Qin Muyang handed the box to Lin Zhao: "Here you are."

Lin Zhao asked in confusion, "What?"

"You got a reward of one hundred and one in Chinese." Qin Muyang put the box in the frame in front of Lin Zhao's bicycle, and patted his head with a smile, "I've made great progress, keep it up."

Lin Zhao's face turned red, and he said falteringly, "This, what an embarrassment, you helped me with tutoring, I should give you a gift."

Qin Muyang smiled and said: "Students have made progress in their studies, and the teacher should give some rewards. Alright, let's go back quickly and go to bed early at night."

Lin Zhao nodded and watched Qin Muyang leave.He almost wondered if Qin Muyang had taken the wrong medicine, and he was joking with him just now.

But this kind of Qin Muyang makes people feel that it is easier to get close to him, he quite likes it.

Back home, before Lin Zhao could put down his schoolbag, he began to unwrap the gift from Qin Muyang.He carefully removed the wrapping paper along the tape, laid it flat and set it aside.

The box is not heavy, and looks a bit like a book in shape and size, but it is thicker than ordinary books.In Lin Zhao's mind, Qin Muyang must have given him two tutorial books, right? sk

Opening the box, Lin Zhao was dumbfounded.Qin Muyang did give him two books, but they were not tutorial books, but a foreign novel he liked very much.One translation and one original.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah

After rolling, Lin Zhao carefully put the two books back into the box, even touching the books as small as possible, for fear of leaving marks.

After packing the book, Lin Zhao put the box in a conspicuous place, took out the notes given by Qin Muyang and began to read.He couldn't be satisfied with this little improvement...well, it wasn't that small either.He will make persistent efforts to give the "teacher" a bigger surprise.

That night, Lin Zhao read until two o'clock in the morning as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.Although he thought he could fight for another 100 years, he still packed up and went to bed in order not to get sleepy during class during the day.

Holding the box containing the books, Lin Zhao was in a good mood. He closed his eyes beautifully: Good night, Qin Muyang.