The vest is still solid today

The closer the exam is, the more painful it is for those students who are hovering at the bottom of the grade.

Du Xu is a typical representative.

Not only do you have to review the old knowledge points, but also a steady stream of new knowledge comes in from the left ear every day, and leaks out from the right ear before you can digest it. The school team training in the last two classes every afternoon is a day of inhuman torture for him The only spiritual support.

Oh, no, not the only one—he can survive an English class just because of the sleeping face of his deskmate, which is enough to baptize the soul.

Seeing the numbers on the mobile phone calendar go forward day by day, from small to large and then from large to small, Du Xu lay weakly on the table, giving up the path of self-study, and began to count the candidates who could help him make up the lessons with his fingers .

First of all, it must be from the class. For those from other classes, let alone the long distance and inconvenient transportation. What if they don’t have time?

The monitor of this class... Li Nan is also a hard worker who needs to study hard, so he probably doesn't have time to talk to him.

The deputy squad leader... Oh my god, it's too scary. Apart from her best friend Tian Jinxin, who is Zheng Sanshui not a dead face to?When he grows up, he is definitely a good material to be a teaching director!

The school committee... Well, it's better to give him to those good guys who are more likely to improve the average score of the class. He won't waste the time of the school committee by fighting five geese.Du Xu looked at the long queue in front of Zhuang He's desk, and silently crossed out the name.

One of his best buddies, Feng Zhuolin, is also the last character. His greatest wish in life is to catch the tail of a book. The difference between him and him is only the difference between the last two hundred and the last fifty.

As for the other buddy... that's the bastard who looked at you with a "is this thing difficult" expression after easily solving a problem that you couldn't solve for half an hour.

It makes people have an urge to die with him.

Instead of asking Gao Qibin to help with the lecture, it would be more practical to reflect on how such a fool as himself was born, and then hang himself from a tree and stop wasting life resources.

The top fifty in the grade is amazing, huh?

My deskmate is number one in grade!

That's right - Du Xu hit his palm, why did he forget that he was at the same table?He stared at Yu Yu's side face with scorching eyes, feeling in his heart that when the book is used up, he will hate less. Now, is it too late to search "Kneeling to learn the [-] postures taught by the gods to do the questions" on Baidu?

Yu Yu took off the earphones and signaled him with his eyes: What's the matter?

Du Xu forgot the uneasiness in his heart for a moment, and leaned forward with the exercise book in his hand: "Handsome guy, can you teach me this question?"

Yu Yu took his exercise book, and was speechless for a while looking at the shiny new pages: "...Which one?"

"Oh, this way." Du Xu pointed casually, and accidentally pointed in series.

Fuck!He knows that question—not to mention him, even a freshman in high school can figure it out!Du Xu's forehead was sweating, for fear that Yu Yu would treat him as someone who had nothing to do with him, clean up and throw him out.

Yu Yu glanced at it, wrote a few lines of problem-solving process in the blank space next to it with a pencil, and then pushed the exercise book back.

Du Xu took it over and took a look, and was immediately moved to tears.

This clear and clear thinking, this flamboyant handwriting, and most importantly, he didn't despise me!

In contrast with Gao Qibin's sneering demeanor hanging brightly from the corners of his eyes and brows, Yu Yu in his eyes is simply an angel shrouded in holy light and falling into the mortal world.

Yu Yu knocked on his desk: "You... why don't you enroll in a make-up class, the kind that consolidates the foundation from the first year of high school."

Not only does he not dislike me, but he also cares about me so much!

In his fantasy, Du Xu increased the favorability between the two by a large amount.

During the whole self-study class, Du Xu's workbook was pushed back and forth between the two desks, and the blank questions were gradually filled with solution steps and notes.

Du Xu was moved and sent a note in the space, saying: It turns out that it is so easy to ask the same table to teach you to do the questions!No drafting required!He also suggested that I enroll in make-up classes!What an angel he is!

Gao Qibin, who watched the whole process, commented below: Probably because of your natural dog-legged face.

Marshal Du, who lived in the warm care that his own brain made up, graciously let go of this rebellious comment.

The numbers on the October calendar jumped to double digits unknowingly. For the students wandering in the sea of ​​boring questions, the most exciting thing is the notice issued by the S City Education Bureau on October [-]th to host the high school football tournament.

This China High School Football Championship will be held in City S. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the preparatory work, the leading group for the preparation of the Chinese Championship is composed of the middle school student football association, the backbone of the Education Bureau and the principals of the three schools. A junior high school not far from the school.

The opening ceremony is scheduled for the morning of October 31st, and a nine-day competition will be held from the afternoon of that day until the morning of November 30th. The first stage of the group round robin and the second stage of the cross-elimination competition will be held in the fourth middle school of S City, No.72 of S City The football fields of the middle school and the Huimin Middle School in S City will be launched at the same time. The men's and women's groups will respectively go through two stages of group single round robin and cross-knockout matches with a total of [-] games to determine the men's and women's teams of this China High School Football Championship. group champion.

The competition is divided into two groups: high school men's group and high school women's group. There were 24 teams at the time of registration deadline, all of which were the top eight teams in the previous year's China High School Football Championship, National Youth Campus Football League and China Middle School Football Association Cup , and the school where the organizer is located also has a place for the competition.

"Last year, we failed in the fourth round, and regrettably stopped in the semi-finals. This year, with the addition of me, Marshal Du, I can announce in advance that we are the champions!"

As the main force of the school team, Du Xu got the entry list first. During the physical education class, he was worshiped by Class [-] students. The physical education teacher asked him to remember to return the racket and ball to the equipment room after class and left.

"Damn it! Why are there still 38s?" Feng Zhuolin glanced down, his expression suddenly changed: "Did those [-]s belch last year because they were not in the group stage? This is the back door of which king and I have turned into sunflowers, right? !"

"Don't look down on the young master's school." Du Xu stretched his legs lazily and hung himself on the parallel bars, "At any rate, he has a name on the provincial key list."

Li Nan frowned: "I heard that several of their main players were sent off for serious fouls last year, and they didn't make it to the quarter-finals. Afterwards, the FA Cup and the league were suspended. Participation quota."

Gao Qibin has just joined the school team not long ago, but he has also done some research on his opponents from last year, "If they still foul, then they are playing dirty football. I think they will have a better future if they rely on the stick. I said, how can the city recommend it? This kind of school with ex-cons?"

Du Xu hung upside down with his knees hooked on the iron bar, stretched out his hand and pulled a grass from the grass, put it in his mouth, clasped his hands behind his head and said leisurely: "Probably for the sake of their first offense, I want to give a It's a chance to reform - anyway, what the people above say."

Most of the students from the No.30 No. 38 Middle School in S City are engaged in politics and business, and they are envied by the school selection fees alone.And many parents who want to have a better learning environment for their children continue to invest a large amount of sponsorship fees in the school. Over the past ten years, they have turned a public middle school into a half-noble school. Therefore, No. [-] High School was ridiculed as "Young Master" middle school", but their annual enrollment rate still makes a bunch of low-ranking provincial and municipal key points itchy with envy.

Gao Qibin sneered: "What can they do if they have money? Why don't they send them here to teach us how to behave."

For most of the students, this school is just one of their opponents, no different from other participating schools.Their attention quickly turned to the party between games.

When get out of class was over, Du Xu asked Feng Zhuolin and two other boys to deliver equipment.

Feng Zhuolin put the badminton racket back on the shelf, looked around carefully, and saw that no one noticed this side, so he went to Du Xu's side: "Brother, that idiot surnamed Yin went to 38, do you think it can be... ..."

Du Xu threw a few basketballs back into the hoop, with a rare gloomy expression, "Don't guess, that idiot Gao Yi hasn't shown up for a whole year, and he hasn't been suspended, maybe he was killed in a car accident... No, it’s not good to curse others, maybe he was paralyzed in bed after being knocked off his leg, and since then he has been insulated from the green field?”

Feng Zhuolin stuck out his tongue, not daring to speak.

"Okay, let's talk about that idiot again, be careful not to be infected by thoughts... No matter whether there is him or not, 38 is a strong school, and it is necessary to study hard." Turning around, Du Xu put on a heartless smile again, He waved goodbye to the classmates who volunteered to help, and walked with Feng Zhuolin to the canteen downstairs in the cafeteria, "Next week is the midterm exam, and you will become an idiot at this juncture, ha, your parents will definitely take care of you when you get the grades." of."

Feng Zhuolin imagined the ecstasy scene, and couldn't help shivering: "My mother's cooking skills have not improved, except that the stewed meat with sticks is getting better every year."

"That's really miserable." Du Xu rubbed his chin, "But I think the reward my mother gave me this time should not be stewed pork with sticks, but braised pork—hey, let me tell you, I am the same The table lecture questions are very good, really, just looking at the steps of solving the questions he wrote, it is really enlightening!"

Feng Zhuolin turned pale with fright, and was about to touch Du Xu's forehead: "Brother! What's wrong with you?! If you are sick, you need to be treated. We have to face it bravely, and we can't hide our illness from the doctor!"

Du Xu impatiently waved his hand away: "Go, go, you're the one who shies away from medical treatment!"

He quickened his pace, feeling that this kind of person who can't appreciate the truth, kindness and beauty of his tablemate is not worthy of being by his side.

Feng Zhuolin followed behind him aggrieved, not knowing why he was rejected this time.

The black hands called exams gradually approached, strangling the students by their throats, making it more and more difficult for them to breathe.

The mid-term exam is one more weekend away, and this Friday can be described as panic.

Before going to the school team's training, Du Xu secretly took out a bottle of liquor and a tightly wrapped small wine glass from his bag.

He first filled a glass for himself, then stood up and toasted the whole class: "Everyone handsome and beautiful, Du Mou is here to wish the brothers and sisters of Class [-], the plenary meeting of the exam next Monday, and you are all right! Let us Let's drink the strongest wine together and get the highest score in the test! Do it!"

After speaking, he directly raised the wine glass to his mouth, and took a sip.

"Okay! Do it!" Feng Zhuolin applauded first, picked up his Sprite and took a big mouthful.

Hao Jia asked curiously, "Marshal Du, what kind of wine is this?"

Du Xu showed her the logo on the bottle, "Red Star Erguotou, 52 degrees, just ask you if it's good or not?"

"Cow, that's awesome! Marshal Du, you're frantically dancing on the edge of Xiaoqiang's rampage!" Li Nan also slapped frantically, almost slapping Zheng Miao next to him.

From the corner of Du Xu's eyes, he caught sight of Zheng Miao, and blocked her mouth first: "Sanshui deputy monitor, it's time to end get out of class now! Do you understand the end time?!"

Zheng Miao, who was about to talk about organization and discipline, was so choked that he rolled his eyes: "My name is not Sanshui, thank you."

Li Nan wanted to make some jokes, but before he could say anything, he suddenly became alert. He stretched his neck and poked his head towards the door, then turned around and gestured frantically to Du Xu.He stretched out two index fingers and compared it to a "V", which is a specific code for Class Nine, and pictographically translated as cockroach beard, which means that director Wu Xiaoqiang is about to arrive at the scene, and reminds all students who are not doing their jobs to hide their "side jobs" quickly.

As soon as Wu Xiaoqiang stepped into Class [-], he was overwhelmed by the oncoming learning atmosphere. He strolled from the front door to the back door, and from the back row to the front row. I saw something reflecting light in Du Xu's table bucket.

He reached in with one hand with lightning speed, and actually took out a small cup for white wine, and there were two drops of water hanging on the side of the cup.

Wu Xiaoqiang sneered: "Is there a cup? Then the other one must not be able to escape?"

The whole class was in a cold sweat for Du Xu.

Time was running out just now, and Du Xu didn't dare to throw the cup into the bag for fear of breaking it—it was his family's emperor's treasure—and Wu Xiaoqiang caught this small loophole.

The pervasive director Xiaoqiang really deserves his reputation!

Facing Wu Xiaoqiang's cannibalistic gaze, he bent down and took out Erguotou's wine bottle from his schoolbag.

"Okay," Wu Xiaoqiang laughed angrily, "I have been in No. 20 Middle School for nearly [-] years, and this is the first time I saw a student bring alcohol to the school! Tell me what you want to do? This place is not enough for you to run away , want to go to heaven, right? Ah?!"

Du Xu raised his hands above his head, losing face, and shouted loudly: "Director Mingjian! This is Baishui!"

"White water? Who are you lying to? The smell of wine is so strong..." Wu Xiaoqiang opened the bottle, poured a glass, sniffed it close to his nose, and lost his fire.

The smell is heavy on the mouth of the bottle, the liquid in the glass bottle has no smell at all, it's really fucking water.

The author has something to say: Du Xu (proud): The word amulet written by the god of the fourth middle school, you deserve it!

Feng Zhuolin (opening my sincere big eyes): Brother, don’t you feel that your current behavior is very similar to STK who collects items used by others?

Gao Qibin (smiling): Isn't he?

Yu Yu (indifferent): ... Teacher, can't you change my deskmate today?

Du Xu (crying and howling): Don't—you left at the same table, what should I do? !

Yu Yu (smiling): Before the third year of high school, I must change my deskmate.