She tried her best to find a suitable word for Yunyan, "Stupid?"

Yunyan: "..."

She couldn't figure out why everyone thought she was a scumbag.

Tong Qiu continued to enlighten Yun Yan, "We came from a small town, don't think that you can take the first and second exams in your junior high school, but you really can't do it in the province."

The two of them were talking loudly, and they could definitely be heard at the front and back tables.

The front desks turned around, proving that what Tong Qiu said was true.

"Yunyan, we really don't mean to underestimate you. But the quality of education in the town is incomparable to that of No. 1 Middle School, and the teacher's style of questioning is different, so being able to get into the top 700 here is a good result. "

"Yeah, our school passed more than 700 985s in the last senior high school entrance examination!"

Tong Qiu knew that this was completely true, but for a 'Pride of Heaven' in a town, the facts were too shocking.

It took her a semester to adjust her mentality.

Therefore, she still intends to give Yunyan a glimmer of hope.

Tong Qiu said: "Yunyan, except for those real geniuses, other people who come into the first high school are bound to be crushed for a while, and then they will learn the exam tricks and their grades will be even higher."

Yun Yan understood that, the students who were admitted to the first middle school and the small town were basically scumbags.

Even Tong Qiu, who can now stabilize in the top 500, feels that he is a scumbag.

The main thing is to look at the reference. Compared with the big guys in the class, they can probably really call themselves that.

Therefore, the ideas of the surrounding students can be understood.

Not only did Yunyan come from a small town in Jincheng, the old witch also said she was worried that she would lower the average score of the seventh class, so Yunyan was a scumbag and didn't run away.

Since she is a scumbag, how could she be involved with God Y?

It's no wonder that even though Fang Zheng and Tong Qiu knew that Yunyan's WeChat name was Y, they still didn't associate her with the god Y.

You can't even open the backstage of the live broadcast to prove that you are Y, right?

There are a lot of people around now, and she hasn't planned to explode the horse on such a large scale for the time being.

After all, there are so many people in the class, it is difficult to guarantee that everyone will not speak out.

It was estimated that within one class, the whole school knew that she was Y.

In this way, the fun of anonymous live broadcasts is lost.

Yun Yan puffed out her cheeks and said in a self-sacrificing manner, "I won't change my WeChat name."

This is probably Y God's last stubbornness.

Fang Zheng looked at his sister, and the more he looked, the more cute he felt.

He clicked on his phone and coaxed, "Okay, Yunyan doesn't change his name, I'll pull you into the class."

The school grass has spoken, and the other students who eat melons also return to their seats.

Far away, Yunyan could still hear the voices of his classmates talking.

The girls were excited to share with their peers.

"The school grass is strong to protect the girl!"

"It's the first time I've seen him take the initiative to take care of his sister."

"He also called Fang Yunyan Yunyan, how close!"

Fang Zheng thought, I can still call her Nannan.

boys.

"Damn it, I wanted to chase after her... Fang Yunyan is the kind of girl I like, very pure and very individual."

"Brother, I advise you to keep your voice down, for the sake of the dog's life."

Sure enough, Fang Zheng threw the eye knife in the past, and the boy was so frightened that he hurriedly shut up and didn't dare to say more.

At this moment, Yunyan didn't know at all that she had been put on a label that all the girls in No.

- School grass girl.

As for why it's not a very social "school girl", because now it's obvious that the school girl "shaves her head and shoulders a load of heat".

Fang Yunyan made no statement at all.

After school, Zhang Qiaoqiao, a cultural and sports committee member, quickly ran to the podium.

"Classmates, wait a minute, be quiet! Listen to me!"

The head teacher, Lao Liu, was still packing up the lesson plan and shouted for her, "Slowly pack up your schoolbag and be quiet."

Zhang Qiaoqiao took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it: "I have a list of classmates who are planning to participate in the National Day Cultural Performance. Some people have signed up with me, and some people I really want to bring in. Now I read the names. My classmates, please stay and let us discuss what program to perform."

Lao Liu praised her with a smile, warned about doors and windows and safety issues, and walked away with a huge triangle.

"Cheng Li."

Cheng Li helplessly put down his schoolbag and said, "I said, Sister Qiao, are you interested in me, and you insist on pulling me to perform."

Zhang Qiaoqiao looked like a businessman: "You can dance in the street, so it's useful to keep you."

Cheng Li said, "Hip-hop, our brother Zheng dances better than me, why don't you keep him?"

Zhang Qiaoqiao glared at him, didn't answer, and continued to read the name.

Others are not as skinny as Cheng Li, so they stay when they read it, and don't say anything else.

"Okay, the last one is Fang Yunyan from our class. The others can be dismissed."

After the students walked sparsely, Wu Su was at the door of the classroom with a basketball.

"Brother Zheng, let's play ball."

Fang Zheng: "Don't fight."

"Damn it, that group of Suns play against our class on Sunday, you don't train now?"

"Well, quit."

Cheng Li shrugged and gave Wu Su a helpless look.

Does he seem to be able to persuade Brother Zheng?

Besides, the first rehearsal of my own sister, brother Zheng, is still not allowed to serve tea and water next to him?

Wu Su was very persevering and wanted to come in and persuade himself, and heard Zhang Qiaoqiao help him.

"Fang Zheng, you didn't rehearse, why did you stay?"