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In a blink of an eye, the tail of Xia Tian also passed.
? Autumn is coming, and the weather is starting to turn cold. The students all put on long sleeves, and the female students who are afraid of the cold even added coats.
Song Yingying's fat deskmate also changed into long sleeves, and the benefits of accidentally touching the flesh are gone.
She even stopped talking to him.
Regarding this, Wen Yijia was very helpless. He watched her sit obliquely, with her back to the back of his round head, feeling helpless and secretly joyful.
People don't get mad at people who don't matter, and not for that long.
He began to ask her how easy it is to get points for Chinese questions, especially reading comprehension. Although she doesn't talk to him, she will tell her questions when asked. It's just that I recited it after I finished speaking, and there was no more sentence.
Wen Yijia was extremely helpless. It was funny again. He knew why she didn't talk to him, and she wanted to know which university he went to.
If he doesn't talk for a day, she probably ignores him for a day.
He won't say it.
The days of the third year of high school became tense. I don't know if it was the teacher who was nervous first, or the students who were nervous first. In short, I get nervous every day. Everyone was busy writing papers, and there were fewer fights and fights.
Originally, the students sitting in the back row still liked to talk, but in this atmosphere, they stopped talking. Occasionally lying on the table, I want to sleep in like before, but when I lie down, I can hear the sound of "swish" writing all around me. I can't sleep anymore, pick up the pen, and start writing the paper.
A lot of papers are handed out every day for everyone to practice, but the teachers only pick typical ones. If you do it consciously, you will do all the questions on the paper. If you don't want to do it, the teacher doesn't care. In the third year of high school, teachers will no longer care about students who are not willing to study.
Song Yingying likes this pace very much. Brush up on the questions every day, consolidate the knowledge you have learned, integrate them, engrave them into your subconscious mind, and do it after taking the paper. In the past, she could only answer questions, but now she gradually realized that all subjects are related to each other, so she was even more excited when doing the questions.
When I get excited, I forget that I am still angry with my deskmate. But when she calmed down, she immediately remembered and ignored him.
?Students in the third year of high school are very busy. Many students do not go home for lunch at noon, but stay in the classroom all day long, saving time on the road to rest or brush up questions.
Song Yingying will go home at noon, but she won't go home after school in the afternoon. She just eats something and returns to the classroom.
On this day, she was eating buns and walked into the classroom through the back door. As soon as she sat down, she heard Yang Zijin next to her greet her: "First sister."
Song Yingying thought he was very funny, every time she saw her she would call her "First Sister", and obviously Bailing started calling her Yingying.
"Brother One." She called back and stuffed the last bite of bun into her mouth.
Yang Zijin is now studying in class nine at night. He changed seats with a bastard student in the back row who didn't study very much. When that student went to his class, he sat down by himself.
He is a school bully, and none of the bastard students in the school dared to provoke him. They knew that he wanted to study with his girlfriend, and they dared not refuse. When Mr. Xu saw him, he turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, as long as he didn't make trouble and didn't affect discipline.
After a while, another person came in and sat down beside Yang Zijin. It was his younger brother, who came over with a set of math papers.
"First sister, give the sermon questions." The boy smiled and talked to Song Yingying.
Song Yingying met him a few times and also gave him lectures. He probably thought that Song Yingying was easy to talk to. Since then, he would come over every afternoon after school and ask Song Yingying to give him lectures.
Song Yingying has no objections. Lectures on questions to others are helpful for clarifying ideas and understanding the question types. What's more, the boys asked her very simple questions, and it was like relaxing her mind for her.
"Wait for me to drink some water." She drank a few sips of water, picked up a pen and draft paper, and began to tell him.
The boy looks pretty handsome. He just likes to wear perfume and hairspray. Every time Song Yingying gets close to him, her nose feels uncomfortable. But this is her personality, and it's hard for her to say anything, especially this boy is very good, and he will buy snacks to thank her.
"Understood, thank you first sister!" The boy listened to her, and immediately looked at her gratefully. His eyes were wide open, shining brightly, and his boyish air made Song Yingying feel a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help it. Moved back, "You're welcome, you can continue to do the questions."
She moved back and was next to Wen Yijia. Wen Yijia raised his head, glanced at her, then at the boy in the next aisle, turned his head away without saying anything.
the next day.
&; And Wen Yijia looked straight at him, so that he couldn't ask Song Yingying any questions They were also top students. Isn't it too obvious that he singled out Song Yingying for questions?
After two or three times, he stopped coming.
"Hey, that boy who likes to wear perfume hasn't come for a few days?" After almost a week, Song Yingying remembered this.
Wen Yijia said indifferently: "Maybe you have learned it all?"
Song Yingying laughed "puchi", that boy's foundation is very weak, and he has mastered the knowledge that others spent two years mastering? impossible.
Seeing Wen Yijia looking at her again, he quickly suppressed his smile, snorted at him, and turned around.
Wen Yijia looked at the back of her round head, took a long time to look away, and lowered her head.
The days passed quickly.
In addition to brushing the questions, the exams have also become more frequent. Weekly exams, monthly exams, non-stop.
In a blink of an eye, the first semester of the third year of high school is over.
This time Wen Yijia was still number one. But Bai Ling's grades also improved, the total score was only five points behind Wen Yijia.
Song Yingying struggled to get fourth place in the exam, only one point higher than the fifth place. For this reason, the fifth place girl beat her up and cried on her shoulder: "Inhumane! You stole my fourth place! I hate you!"
"Let's kill the third place! So I am third and you are fourth! How about it?" Song Yingying gave her advice.
He was beaten again by the third classmate.
It's winter vacation.
Bai Ling called Song Yingying and asked her to go out to watch a movie: "Please, otherwise I really can't get out, please help me, I will let him treat you to milk tea, you can add as many pearls as you want!"
For Pearl's sake, Song Yingying agreed.
But light bulbs are really bad. Song Yingying hesitated whether to call Wen Yijia and ask Wen Yijia to go with her.
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