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Chapter 4 Genius
During breakfast time, Chen Chaoyang was sitting at the breakfast stand, and the owner of the store brought over a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, he took the time to say "thank you" quickly, then turned his head around, and said in shock, "I thought you were injured here."
Lu Fenghe was peeling the egg in his hands, and he raised his eyes leisurely to look at him. There was also a bottle of breakfast milk bought on the road beside the table, "My dad is doing it, but it's not going to beat him to death."
"That's right." Chen Chaoyang took another bite of the rice ball, and now he was eating the stuffing, and nodded with satisfaction, "Why is your father willing?"
Lu Fenghe continued to peel the egg shells, looked very attentive, and didn't speak any more.
His seat was far away from the table, but he didn't bother to move it. His long legs were stretched out of the table, and he just finished peeling the eggs and ate them.
Halfway through eating, Chen Chaoyang freed his hand to get his phone in his pocket, accidentally dropped a piece of paper, picked it up and put it on the table.
It was folded, and he pretended to be crumpled all morning, and it couldn't be seen on the surface.
Chen Chaoyang saw his eyes sweeping over, and said casually, "Result sheet."
Lu Fenghe saw him holding the report card in the morning, and put it in his pocket casually at that time, and didn't see the sun again until the phone fell out just now.
He glanced at the top lightly, and then looked away with a lack of interest, "Aren't all the grade-first papers in your attached high school crazy, and you don't even read this?"
Chen Chaoyang looked at the time, put down his phone, and delivered food to his mouth at an invisible speed, "The ranking on Saturday is already in the class, and this paper is just a formality, no one will read it."
Twenty minutes before class, Lu Fenghe had no appetite for taking medicine these two days, and he didn't want to take anything else. The sun was just right in the morning, and the shop was still warm. Waiting for Chen Chaoyang to eat was boring.The table, the knuckle card is flipped open in the middle.
On the crumpled report card, the person at the top of the list is Xia Zhuo.
Class rank 1, grade rank 37.
Lu Fenghe glanced at the results. This score must be the first in the school in the No. 4 Middle School, but it is ranked 37th in the Attached Middle School. One can imagine what the score of the Qingbei class next door will be.
He casually asked, "Who is the first, girl?"
"Our monitor, the one at the door of the office in the morning, she is the only one in the parallel class who can squeeze into the top 50 every time." Chen Zhaoyang thought of the monitor's frail body, and couldn't help but clicked, "Amazing person."
Lu Fenghe bent his lower lip noncommittally, and returned the report card to him.
That female benefactor is really a good student.
Xia Zhuo came home from school at noon, the action of opening the door was as apprehensive as last night, the matter of the rent was still hanging over her head, she bit her lower lip, and pushed the door open as if death was at home.
Xia Jianjun was watching TV in the living room. On the table were packed takeaways. His sitting posture was not correct, but at least he was awake.
She entered the door and put the key, and quickly finished the sentence with a mentality of early death and early death, "No one can be contacted in Room 305 of Tongzi Building, and he is the only one who is short of rent."
Xia Jianjun picked up the bowl and took two mouthfuls. There was no fire, and he didn't show any signs of patting the table. Without raising his head, he said, "Okay, I'll go and have a look this afternoon."
Xia Zhuo let out a small sigh of relief, seeing Xia Jianjun's reaction, the matter of the rent should be considered over.
Whether Xia Jianjun drank or not, he was completely two people, as if he was schizophrenic.
If he doesn't drink alcohol, he can communicate normally, but if he drinks a little alcohol, it seems that all the unsatisfactory things in his life in the first half of his life are all her fault, and he can make a big fuss about a little thing.
The only good thing is that no matter how much Xia Jianjun drinks, he won't do anything to her.
He's not completely irrational.
She was carrying her schoolbag and was going back to her room, and she wanted to take advantage of the noon to sort out the wrong questions on the final paper.
Xia Jianjun ate noodles with chive flowers, and asked with a chopstick, "Is the money enough to spend?"
She paused for a moment, and honestly said, "Enough."
Xia Jianjun loves money like his life, but she will not be short of basic expenses.
She said enough, but he still put down the bowls and chopsticks and took out some money from his pocket, "I'm going out for a few days, you take this money, and call me if you need anything."
Xia Zhuo glanced at the money on the table and nodded, in fact, she wouldn't call him even if she had something to do.
It's best if he doesn't come back.
so as not to quarrel.
Seeing that he didn't intend to continue talking, Xia Zhuo went back to the room quietly. She didn't have high demands on her lunch break, so she would take a short nap or not sleep if she had time.Schoolbag, eyes once again saw the thin black and white newspaper in the bag.
She picked out the newspaper and put it in the drawer, No. 34B.
The bottom is Issue 34A, Xia Zhuo threw it in without reading it after it was posted, and she would never know that the accumulation of vocabulary in these two issues of newspapers is:
The mountains stop and the rivers run, and the wind and grass rise.
There are still ten days before the winter vacation of the attached middle school. These days, the teacher lectures on the papers, and the school tasks are relatively easy. The more and more Chinese New Year flavor in the roadside shops has already made their minds go to the winter vacation in advance.
The road is slippery in snowy days, Xia Zhuo had to give up his little eDonkey recently, go out early, and take the bus to school.
She thought about waiting for the new year and looking for an opportunity to ask Xia Jianjun to move to the Tongzilou. She could live alone. The attached middle school is behind the Tongzilou, and it takes less than five minutes to walk.
There is still the last half year of the third year of high school, and she wants to work hard against the clock.
In fact, from the first half of the third year of senior high school, almost all the students in Qingbei Class of the Affiliated High School have been living in the tube building one after another.
After all, a separate house is more convenient than a six-person dormitory in the school. You can see students in school uniforms when you go in and out of the building. There is a high probability that they are still in the top 50 of the grade. Those who come to each other to endorse each other at night and do the questions are next to the school., very big exam atmosphere.
Year after year, this building can be regarded as a heavy education student who has lived in this building again and again, and Feng Shui has followed suit.
When the bus arrived at the stop, Xia Zhuo got on the bus and paid, and was soon surrounded by the newcomers and walked back. She hurriedly pulled the ring, and suddenly bumped into the figure that she could always meet in the past two days in her sight.
The boy in a sweater had his hood on his head, leaning his head against the car window, crossing his arms, closing his eyes lightly as if he was trying to catch up on sleep, he looked very sleepy, the kind of sleepiness that he wanted to destroy the world when he opened his eyes.
Xia Zhuo glanced twice, then turned his body to the other side, pretending not to see it.
She is not very good at talking to people, especially this kind of half-baked people, it is inappropriate to walk away, but she doesn't know how to speak.
The bus was rickety, and there were five stops from when she got on the bus to the attached middle school. The boy in the back seat leaned on the back of his chair and watched her for four stops.
Lu Fenghe was sleepy, but the car shook as if it would turn over in a second, he couldn't sleep, and he could see a few students from the attached high school with a glance, among them the "female benefactor" was holding the ring, showing his cutA slender wrist, wearing a bright white jade bracelet on the wrist.
He suddenly wondered, are the girls' wrists so thin now? The wrists are so thin that they seem to break easily.
He stared at the bracelet twice more. There are not many people wearing this bracelet around him, but he knew one before.
But it shouldn't be such a coincidence.
There are so many people, not even in the same city, how bloody it would be to meet them.
Fuzhong station, the students arriving at the station get off one after another.
As soon as Xia Zhuo stepped onto the bus stop, a gust of cold wind rushed towards her head and head. She tucked her hands into her sleeves, stretched out a few thin white fingers to hook her schoolbag, and stuffed it into the pocket of her school uniform like a penguin.
It's cold.
Zhao Suizi trotted over from behind, patted her on the shoulder, and winked at her mysteriously, "Hey, Xia Zhuo, look here."
Xia Zhuo followed her gaze and saw the only one in the white and blue school uniform who didn't wear a school uniform. He was very eye-catching. He was dressed in black with his hands lazily in his pockets. The sweater and hat were buttoned on his head. He lowered his head and could only see half of his thinjaw.
She seemed to be out of the situation, and asked stupidly, "What's the matter."
Zhao Suizi stared at the person, and moved back embarrassedly when he was noticed, and whispered, "Don't you think he is handsome? He is cool and attractive."
Xia Zhuo shook his head, not because he didn't think he was handsome, but because he was not interested.
She is a bit face-blind, and she can't even recognize the faces of young idols who debuted in a group. If he didn't wear a school uniform and his face was painted, he probably wouldn't have recognized him in the crowd who copied and pasted the uniform at the school gate just now..
Suizi is very familiar with Chen Chaoyang, they are two small mobile speakers in the class, "Although I don't know how he got the injury on his face, he is not a gangster, he is a math genius in No. 4 Middle School."
"It's him?" Xia Zhuo's footsteps slowed down for a moment, and his eyes fell into the crowd again, and he couldn't see it anymore.
I used to hear that there was a math genius in No. 4 Middle School. Although his grades were mediocre, he was outstanding in a single subject of mathematics. He was the only one who got a good perfect score in a set of papers made by all the high schools in the city model test last time.
This math genius, who overwhelmed the city's science students, came from an ordinary liberal arts class. For the students of the Qingbei class of the attached high school, it was simply a blow to dimensionality reduction.
That day, the monitor of the class next door was holding a math paper with a score of 149. He couldn't figure it out, so he came to ask Chen Zhaoyang, "You know him, right? Tell me, how can he be so good at math when he's a liberal arts kid?"
Suizi probably heard a lot from Chen Chaoyang, and Xia Zhuo always wanted to ask, "Why did he choose liberal arts when he is so strong in mathematics?"
Mathematics is so strong that it is natural that the academic theory is not bad, but he just studied literature, not above or below, not mediocre.
Zhao Suizi was gossiping behind her back, as if she was afraid of being overheard, she leaned closer and said, "I'll tell you quietly, I heard he's doing it for his goddess."
During puberty, the throbbing between men and women needless to say is too clear, and it will break at one point.
Xia Zhuo gave a faint "Oh.", feeling sorry for the decline of the young genius.
Math genius, a lovestruck.
Xia Zhuo said that he does not agree with this behavior of betting on his own future and future.
I don't understand either.
As soon as Xia Zhuo and Zhao Suizi entered the classroom, Yang Zhao stood at the back door with his hips akimbo, frowning and looking at the broken glass all over the place, his classic posture was very similar to Xiong Da.
The glass on the back window was all broken. I donβt know which mischievous student did it. Old Yang swept around the class and asked, "Who broke the glass? Could it be a student in our class."
Enthusiastic people in the class raised their hands, "Teacher, it's the sports committee of the class next door, playing in the corridor, and the ball flew over without holding it firmly."
Yang Zhao glanced at the window, this place was facing the wind, he felt a little cold after standing for a while.
Next to the trash can was a new transfer student, and the parents in the office told him that the child was not in good health.
Yang Zhao adjusted his glasses and pointed him to a location, "Lu Fenghe, a classmate asked for leave, you should sit there for the next two days, don't get sick."
Before class, there were not many people in the class, everyone's eyes fell on the direction of Old Yang's finger, Xia Zhuo's front desk was empty.
Her heart skipped a beat for no reason.
Under the sparse attention, the "mathematical genius" in the back row stood up slowly, picked up the light schoolbag with one hand, nodded and said, "OK."
The author has something to say:
Lu Fenghe: Not lovestruck, thank you.