The school bully pretends to be high-cold

The next period was Chinese class. As soon as the preparatory bell rang, the dean walked into the classroom with the textbook, humming a little song when he came in, and looked in a good mood.

"The results of the monthly exam are out, and the monitor came up to get the report card." The dean took out the report card from the folder of the textbook, smiled and looked at the group of people below, "I'll ask the students for their opinions, should we send the report card to Parent group?"

As soon as this remark came out, Class 2 immediately became agitated.

"Of course not!"

"I didn't have a choice in the freshman year of high school. If I could, I wouldn't want to post it!"

"Don't post it, leave a way for the child to survive!"

"Don't post it." Zhang Boyuan yelled in the back row with a sad face, "I don't want to be hit by mixed doubles."

"Who says it's not? My mother has been asking me about my grades for the past two days. I was scared when I was not in a hurry." Wang Zehao lamented.

Gu Chen returned to his seat, heard the words and glanced at the report card in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said to the back: "Mice, No. 20 in your class."

"What? Twenty?" Wang Zehao's expression brightened visible to the naked eye, and he giggled at the dean on the podium, "That's all right, let's post it."

"Grass? Are you human?"

Talking Zhang Boyuan took out a piece of waste paper from the desk pocket, rubbed it, smashed it, Wang Zehao didn't care if he was thrown in the head by the flying paper ball, asked Gu Chen for the report card and found his line of work, looking happy, Wen 2 Class 48 Personally, No. 20 is considered an upper-middle grade. Isn't this better than the bottom of the class in the first year of high school?

"Huanhuan is ninth in your class and thirteenth in grade. You are strong." Wang Zehao counted up the ranking and saw Yang Shuhuan entered the top ten happy group in the class. He patted the other party's shoulder and smiled, "Please invite me to your house tonight." eat."

"Didn't you have dinner at my house one day?" Yang Shuhuan rolled his eyes at him, grabbed the report card and glanced at his results in various subjects, and continued to look up the ranking.

"Brother Chen, you are the second in the class and the third in the grade."

"Oh, very good."

Gu Chen himself doesn't have much reaction to his grades, he has been studying all the time, and now he is only in the first semester of the second year of high school, the feedback on his grades is of little use to him, and he hasn't really paid attention to his grades yet.

"My brother Chen is second, so who is the first?" Wang Zehao leaned over to look, groaned, stared at the report card, and looked next to Gu Chen after finishing each subject.

"My brother Yu is so strong?"

"Bring it to me to have a look." Gu Chen hadn't had time to read the report card yet, only now did he see the name of his deskmate written on the first place.

"Chinese 138, English 145, Mathematics 150?" Gu Chen was so excited that he didn't know that he got No.1 in the exam, "No. [-] at the same table, you are awesome!"

"You don't need to be so excited..." Even though he said that, Xiang Yu felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart. It's not the first time someone praised him for his good grades, but it seems a little different when he said these words from Gu Chen's mouth .

why?

Xiang Yu turned his head slightly to look at Gu Chen, the other party still had the same smile on his face, his expression was serious when looking at things, his profile was sharp and smooth.

Usually, Xiang Yu has heard other girls call this classmate at the same table, so he looks really handsome.

From the corner of his eyes, Gu Chen noticed that the people around him were looking at him, and wondered if this meant that they were in love with each other.

Gu Chen looked over, and smiled brightly when the eyes of the two met.

The sunlight outside the window was reflected on Gu Chen's face through the glass window, Xiang Yu was dazzled, and unconsciously returned a shallow smile.

It seems that something is sprouting in the heart of the young man, sprouting, becoming a seedling, and slowly growing up.

After school, Xiangyu and Li Yifan came home, looking at the extra shoes placed in the entrance, they knew that the adults were there today.

"Hey, that's strange." Li Yifan saw the unstoppable smile on the adult man's shoes, he ran into the living room before he could change his shoes, no one in the living room heard any movement in the kitchen, so he rushed over to look, "Dad, you're back! "

Li Yifan's father, Li Wei, is a surgeon at the Central Hospital. He is usually so busy that he doesn't even have time to spend with his family. Fortunately, he and his wife, Sun Xiaona, both work in the same hospital. It's different from his son Li Yifan. There is very little time for face-to-face communication.

Li Wei still had a little stubble on his chin, and he was peeling potatoes next to the trash can, when he saw Li Yifan showing a fatherly smile.

"Xiaofan is back." Seeing Xiangyu slowly approaching again, he greeted, "Has Xiaoyu grown so tall?"

"Hello, Uncle." Xiang Yu nodded to Li Wei.

There were two bags of ingredients purchased from the supermarket on the dining table. Li Yifan went over and pulled out the receipt. Seeing that there was meat roll hot pot base on it, he happily asked, "Is it hot pot? Do you eat hot pot?"

"Yes, eat hot pot." Sun Xiaona washed the green vegetables, arranged them neatly on a plate, and brought them to the table in the dining room. Then she dug out a dusty Yuanyang electric pot from the cupboard, cleaned it, put it on the table, connected it to the power source, and cooked it. Hot pot base.

After all the preparations were done, he looked at the two people standing over there, "Go and wash your hands, we are ready for dinner."

Li Yifan is the most active, not because he is active because of eating, this is because the whole family eats hot pot together!For Li Yifan, such opportunities are very rare, and at this moment, he took the initiative to help Sun Xiaona set the table and chopsticks.

The dipping sauce is bought off-the-shelf, the kind that can be eaten by tearing open the package and pouring it into a bowl. The tastes of the four of them are surprisingly consistent. They all like the sesame sauce dipping sauce. There are two kinds of bottom ingredients rolling on the bottom of the pot, butter and tomato.

Xiang Yu doesn't like spicy food, and basically only eats the tomato pot.

Sun Xiaona put a plate of fatty beef rolls on the bottom of the two pots, and after half a minute, she picked up half of Xiangyu and Li Yifan, and asked Li Yifan casually, "Xiaofan, have you got your first monthly exam results?" ?”

"..." Li Yifan was eating happily, but when he heard the word grades, his interest visibly shrank, and he said with a bitter face: "Mom, our family finally got together for a meal, can we not mention these disappointing things?" ah."

"Look at you." Sun Xiaona glanced at him, didn't ask him about his grades, and turned to look at Xiang Yu: "Xiao Yu, what about you? There must be a difference in the teaching quality of the two schools. Does it affect you?"

"No, it's pretty good." Xiang Yu was very modest and didn't take the initiative to mention his ranking. He didn't want to be compared with Li Yifan, and he was afraid that his aunt would frustrate Li Yifan's spirit by comparing them.

Fortunately, Sun Xiaona didn't ask about the school anymore, and Li Wei didn't talk much, so the meal was enjoyable.

After nightfall, Xiang Yu finished washing up and brushing up two sets of math problems according to his daily habits. There are only five sets left to finish writing this set of problems. Today, Friday, he set an alarm clock for [-]:[-] am before going to bed, and planned to finish the math problems in one go after getting up tomorrow. These five sets of questions will go out and buy a new set of questions to do.

The plan was made, and it was already 45:[-] in the evening, Xiang Yu checked his phone to go to sleep.

The moment the phone was put down, it vibrated, and Xiang Yu felt that he knew who sent it without even thinking about it.

- Gu Chen: Same table, same table.

-Gu Chen: Call your deskmate.

-Gu Chen: [Baby, are you there? 】. jpg

Grass.

Seeing this emoji, Xiang Yu shook his hand and almost dropped the phone.

[The author has something to say: Xiang Yu: I'm scared of the phone. 】