"If you fail in Chinese, don't drag words with me here." Chu Xu moved his knuckles and always twisted his eyebrows, impatient and lazy: "let others say that your Chinese is taught by a PE teacher?"

"Ah?" Zheng Boye's real name was at a loss.

Why did he say a word and brother Xu hate it.

He didn't seem to provoke Chu Xu.

Zheng Boye counted his words carefully and confirmed that he didn't say anything.

He can only be defined as Chu Xu in a bad mood.

"I'm not talking to Jingbai. Gossip, brother Xu." Zheng Boye whispered, stared at the young man's face, and finally sighed, "but if I were your girlfriend, I wouldn't help facing your face all day."

After all, the more indifferent people are, the more itchy they are in some way.

Ran Baifeng glanced at him lightly. He didn't respond to such unkind words.

Chu Xu listened to every sentence subtly and strangely, but the accident couldn't be said. The first kiss was given out so casually. Chu Xu was in a bad mood.

In particular, the other party doesn't know how many girlfriends he has made and how many people he has kissed. It's probably not less when the young man calmly responds to Zheng Boye's words.

Perhaps it was this kind of thing that always made Chu Xu feel unbalanced. He was as impatient as burning a fire on the wasteland.

He slanted his eyes and avoided the sight of the young man. Then he picked up Zheng Boye's collar with one hand and dragged it out leisurely. After all, Zheng Boye continued to talk. He was not sure whether he would hit people in the examination room. He smiled absently. He didn't know what he was Thinking: "if you can't speak, go away. Also, don't disturb me."

Zheng Boye was carried out like a chicken. He was almost speechless.

He doesn't want face!!

Chu Xu is very wrong today!

Real hammer!



After Zhou handed in the paper, he breathed out a sigh of relief, turned his pen confidently, and recalled the problem-solving steps just now.

There must be some differences in the curriculum between the schools on both sides, but it's not a big problem. It's just that the paper this time is really a little difficult, especially the last big problem. Zhou Cheng feels that he can at least make progress in mathematics this time.

"Hey, Zhou Cheng, what's the answer to the second question?" someone asked. He was a student of class 1. Zhou Cheng looked relaxed before the exam. He mentioned it many times. It would be very simple. The impression is probably that kind of Xueba. Although boys may feel a little forced, it's OK to have real skills.

"Well, the open range from zero to positive infinity." Zhou Cheng replied with a smile.

"What?" the boy with the question looked blankly: "what are you talking about, what is the open range?"

“……”

"You don't know what I've heard in class." Zheng Boye grabbed the boy's neck from the back and scolded with a smile.

"I listen to you, uncle." the boy said angrily, and then walked out with Zheng Boye.

"Come on, at least I know the interval. You don't even know the interval."

"Get out!"

On the whole, there are still a lot of people around Zhou Cheng asking for answers. After all, Zhou Cheng knows that he is a Xueba from his look. Even if he only listens to those words, he can tell. As for the one in front of Chu Xu, he is too low-key and cold, and no one dares to ask.

Zhou Cheng was surrounded by a group of people. In a trance, he found the feeling of being in the previous school and became the visual center of everyone. Once he had this feeling, he would not want to lose it again.

He always hooked the corners of his mouth and answered calmly, with a faint smile on his face.

He thought in his heart,

If there is no accident this time, it should not be too much to get the first place in the whole grade in the first exam of No. 1 middle school?

Eight, nine, ten.

Zhou Cheng is quite sure.

If he regarded Jingbai as a competitor at the beginning, he felt that the other party might have some ability, and now he is completely relaxed.

After all, Jingbai was so late for the first exam for a long time, and there was only half an hour left to wait for the answer. Even if she finished all the questions so quickly, it was impossible to ensure the quality.

Think about it,

Zhou Cheng felt light in his heart. It seemed that a stone that had been pressing in his heart finally fell down.

"I said, this good student." without Zheng Boye, he said those words he deliberately avoided and didn't want to mention. His ears were much cleaner. Chu Xu rarely didn't sleep during the exam. He leaned lazily against the back of his chair and looked at the figure answering questions in front. It was also pleasing to the eyes. He leaned over, relaxed and abstinent, and dragged his voice a little carelessly: "give me an answer for the next exam?"

The examination single table is arranged in a dragon tail. Chu Xu holds the juvenile table with one hand. His bony joints are slender and beautiful. His long legs are supported there, slightly bent. Under the loose black T-shirt, a narrow and thin waist line can be vaguely seen. It is stuck above the desk. The radian is attractive. He can see it by dyeing white and drooping his eyes a little. His eyes fell quietly for a second or two, moved away and asked, "can you write the answer?"

Chu Xu didn't notice the young man's sight. He half narrowed his eyes and said angrily, "why don't you write when you have an answer. It's not easy to have a deskmate and always have some privileges."

Ranbai knows that Chu Xu is deliberately turning aside the topic just now. After all, it's too embarrassing to be stiff all the time.

He said hello.

Chu Xu murmured and said nothing more. He couldn't say whether it was a sigh of relief or something else. It was a bit chaotic.

Section two, English test.

After the invigilator came back, he handed out the paper.

The first thing to do in English is listening.

"Hands."

When the invigilator was still telling the routine, Chu Xu was sleepy, but a clear word suddenly fell in his ear, teaching people to wake up.

He paused for two seconds, reacted, hesitated for a moment, and then put his hand under the desk.

Slowly touch the fingertips of the youth, and the body temperature of the other party is cold. Even in midsummer, there is no temperature at all, which is different from the cold of ordinary people.

He didn't know what ranbai was going to do now. He just put his hand on the boy's hand.

Then he was caught in the heart of his hand.

Keep this action, don't move.

After the teacher finished speaking, he began to play English listening.

Pure English sentences sounded in the examination room, with some electric current, but Chu Xu didn't listen to a word when they fell in her ear.

At first Chu Xu thought that ranbai would pass the answer to him after finishing the question, but he didn't expect that the other party would tell him the answer one by one in this way.

The young man's fingertips moved slowly on his palm, outlining the outline of the letters. The cold temperature was transmitted through the fingertips, like an electric current running through the tip of his heart, with a thin itch, like a feather falling gently.

Chu Xu was stunned for a moment, his body froze, his fingers stagnated there, and let the boy write.

"Do you understand?" asked him in a low voice.