Beyond The Outline

"This exchange meeting is **** stimulating," Hou Jun inquired about the new gossip on the first day of school. "The director Jiang of Liyang No.2 Middle School started, indicating that the number one in the entrance exam of the year must still be in their school."

"Of course this is not important. The important thing is that after Teacher Liyang came down, other schools went up to talk harshly. Our school not only looks forward to this year, but also advances next year's city champion."

"Gu Yan Wang has such a big tone?"

"Brother Zhan can support it," Tan Kai was busy making up his homework. "If Brother Zhan doesn't go to take the college entrance examination by then, he will definitely be the city champion next year."

Yuan Ziqiang added: "Even if Brother Zhan recommended, the second child of Wannian is not a vegetarian. The average score of Wannian's second child in the entrance exam last time was second in several schools."

A few of them gathered around Shao Zhan to make up their homework early in the morning and chat while making up.

Shao Zhan, the central character of the topic, is holding a set of test papers with one hand, leaning back, and holding a red pen in the other hand. He is holding Xu Sheng's papers and has no interest in these gossips: "If you want to chat, get out. Go back to your place and talk."

Shao Zhan is not very polite nowadays, but it doesn't make people feel abrupt. His appearance is cold enough, so it seems very harmonious to say this. It's much better than just ignoring people before. Hou Jun heard the word "get off" and actually tasted a weird intimacy.

"No, no," Hou Jun said brazenly, "I have one more question below--"

Tan Kai made up half of his homework and noticed the grandfather next to Shao Zhan: "I used the back of his head to show people the first day of school. Just now, the patrol teacher stopped outside the window for a long time, and he was still Brother Sheng."

After Tan Kai finished speaking, he expressed his emotions: "Li Yang is really good at speaking of it. The first place in the entrance exam is awesome."

Xu Sheng brushed the questions too late last night, and after handing in his homework, he lay down on the table to make up for his sleep-other students were not surprised at this scene, it was strange to see the waking school bully.

Xu Sheng heard his name and moved his fingers on the back of his neck before opening his eyes: "Is there a teacher?"

Tan Kai: "...just left."

Xu Sheng: "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say, even if you come, you don't have to call me."

Tan Kai: "..."

He was very convinced.

The winter school uniform of No. 6 Middle School has only a black and red cotton jacket, which is thick, warm and extra-large.

Xu Sheng added a black sweater in it. The thick cotton clothes were worn loosely by him. He wore very thin jeans on his legs as if he was not afraid of cold. After being awakened, he couldn't sleep, so he just sat up with his chin and watched Shao Zhan. Talk to Hou Jun and them.

Shao Zhan's way of lecturing to others is not the same as lecturing to him.

Concise, no nonsense, Hou Jun still didn't understand, Shao Zhan lost patience.

Shao Zhan: "Do it yourself."

Hou Jun: "Don't, everyone has something they are not good at. Three-dimensional geometry is my culprit--"

Xu Sheng walked away, his gaze fell on Shao Zhan's hand, remembering what he didn't understand, Shao Zhan would use the pen in his hand to turn around, touch his forehead, and asked in a cold voice: "Also Don't understand?"

Xu Sheng thought of this, and then casually thought, how long have they not seen each other? Ten days?

"Have you finished talking," Xu Sheng wanted to rush the guests, "I understand this question, I will tell you

? "

Hou Jun is hungry and doesn't choose food, think about the new mathematics genius in front of him: "Lion, please enlighten me?"

Xu Sheng is really good at three-dimensional geometry. He has strong spatial imagination and easy problem-solving. In addition, Shao Zhan has told him about his winter homework...Of course, it is mainly because Shao Zhan has said it.

There is a special charm to the scumbag's questions. Hou Jun heard it in a trance. Who would have thought that Xu Sheng was still a man who could only test 30 points in mathematics when school just started last semester.

"understand,"

Xu Sheng asked, "If you understand, go back to your position."

Hou Jun always felt that the pair of tablemates seemed to be chasing people.

After calculating the time, class was about to begin, and a few people packed up and returned to their seats.

When the ear calmed down, Xu Sheng said: "Learning God, I also don't understand the question."

Shao Zhan handed him the approved paper: "Which question."

Xu Sheng: "I don't know much about ten days, why do you miss my boyfriend so much."

Xu Sheng put his hand out of his cuff a little bit, trying to touch Shao Zhan's hand. Originally, he just wanted to rub it in secret, but Shao Zhan blatantly squeezed his fingers in between his fingers, leaning on the corner of the back row. The location is good, coupled with the school uniform and long sleeves blocking it: "There are still three minutes to go to class. ▻https:\">玄幻文学a>_▻"

Shao Zhan read the information book and said, "I owe you a reward."

In the new semester and new weather, the teachers of all subjects came up without nonsense, and directly entered the new class stage, and the new class was taught quickly-the classes were all sent to the group in advance during the holidays, and the first round of general review was rushed. These new classes It was overwhelming.

After going up and down in a few weeks, Xu Sheng's head became more visible in the classroom, and he collapsed during the lunch break.

Many students of Linjiang Sixth Middle School have an impression of high school that they take crazy exams, do the questions, and then take the exams. Xu Sheng's desk was always empty before, but this semester was quickly filled with classroom test papers, mock papers, monthly test papers, wrong question sets... and Shao Zhan's notes.

The sophomore study notes for the second grade of high school were put together by Xu Sheng with his mediocre test papers very casually.

Xu Sheng used to specialize in one subject, and his grades have improved significantly. Although he is also making up during the holidays, the speed is definitely not so fast. The most effective way is to finish the basics first, and then think about the improvement questions.

As the number of tuitions increases, the two have a tacit understanding. Shao Zhan can tell whether he understands or not with a single look, and Xu Sheng can accurately interpret the comment written by his boyfriend on the side after taking the test paper. What do you mean.

Xu Sheng will go to the studio on weekends, and will continue to work on the subject after returning from the studio.

When I was tired, I was not honest. I sat on Shao Zhan’s bed, removed the test paper on his leg, and leaned over for a reward: “I’m tired, but I can barely write two more questions if you give me a kiss.”

However, the content and process of the reward may exceed expectations and disrupt the review progress.

After the lights were turned off, the bedroom was already dark. Even if there was a rechargeable lamp, the light was only on the desk, so they kissed in the dark.

Sometimes Xu Sheng would sit directly on the desk, with his waistband half open, and his beautifully curved chin raised, his fingers gripped tightly on the edge of the table. Due to the force and the whiteness of the joints, he couldn't help but occasionally spill a little sound from between his teeth.

Shao Zhan usually looks abstinent and unkind. When he hooks him up, he can say anything: "Call out brother and listen."

Xu Sheng: "...Fuck."

In the dormitory building, there are more and more bedrooms with lights on in the early morning, like

The stars reflected from the night sky, many people are not only for the college entrance examination, for them, the college entrance examination is a way to where they want to go.

Meng Guowei quickly noticed Xu Sheng’s grades and class performance, which were not obvious at first glance. However, putting together Xu Sheng’s test scores during this period, we can see a curve of steady growth. Break through the bottleneck to three digits.

By the end of the high school entrance examination, Xu Sheng scored more than 100 in all subjects, with an average score of 108.

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This result is not particularly outstanding in Linjiang, but the candidate is Xu Sheng.

This incident brought Meng Guowei's shock second only to "the two students in Liyang next door seemed to have been stabbed by lightning, and their scores improved by leaps and bounds, and they took the top few in the general college entrance examination."

He once questioned Xu Sheng's phrase "Are you pretending to be a scumbag" when it became true to others.

In the teacher's office.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Yuan asked when he got up and stretched, "Xu Sheng, I'm just about to talk to him, this kid, this semester is like a prodigal son who has gone back and changed his mind."

Meng Guowei put down the test papers, and said that although Xu Sheng's grades were improving steadily, this scumbag should be a real scumbag, not pretended.

He stopped a classmate who happened to be leaving the office and said, "Tell Xu Sheng to come to the office."

Xu Sheng was often called to the office, but he was scolded every time he went. Now every time he goes, he is slapped on the shoulder by Meng Guowei and exaggerated: "The attitude of the recent school is very good. There are no students who can’t be taught well by the teacher, hahaha."

Xu Sheng was dressed in a school uniform, and the stop there was really different from before: "Yes, all the teachers taught me well, let me know when I was lost, and found the joy of learning."

"That's right," Meng Guowei stopped him again, "Your mother always calls to care about your mental problems these days. Is there something wrong with your mentality?"

"..." Xu Sheng said, "I'm pretty good."

Meng Guowei was suspicious.

Xu Sheng sighed, grabbed the test paper in her hand and said, "She may be afraid that I will be under pressure to study."

The incident of a student being struck by lightning in Liyang quickly spread.

Classmates from all classes talked: "Do you know that two students in Liyang were struck by lightning?"

"How did I hear that I was hit by a car?"

"I also heard from my old classmates in Liyang. It's true. He said that those two classmates always had the countdown to the exam before—"

"..."

Hou Jun walked around directly after finishing the water and sat opposite Xu Sheng and said, "What do you think, is lightning strike possible? It's amazing. If this is the case, I want to be hacked, so that the book might be stable. "

After being struck by lightning, Xu Sheng admitted that he had a great say.

He has been hacked more than once.

Xu Sheng, who was struck by lightning but did not change his grades: "Do you think it is possible."

Hou Jun pondered: "It's not impossible, right."

Shao Zhan, who has been struck by lightning, but whose grades have long gone against the sky: "You have this time, it is better to do more sets of questions."

Hou Jun: "...oh."

After the mid-term exams, the tense learning atmosphere was temporarily dissipated. Apart from discussing the accidental relief of the two students who were struck by lightning in the next school, the second-year group finally ushered in some leisure activities.

Yuan Ziqiang returned from the teacher's office

Come, secretly give them a notice: "Wait for an event to be announced in the class meeting."

The next day after the exam is just Friday, the next class will be the class meeting.

Qiu Qiu and Meng Guowei entered the class together. Qiu Qiu didn't return to his seat, but stood on the podium and said: "That's it. We are about to start the blackboard evaluation this semester. Those who want to participate come to me to sign up."

The blackboard newspaper selection is a very important competition for the sixth middle school students. It is well known that when people's life is day after day, boring and boring, even poetry recitation activities can arouse endless fun among students.

The fierceness of the blackboard newspaper selection is even more unimaginable. The students of Linjiang Sixth Middle School can be so boring to regard a blackboard newspaper selection as a decompression project and maximize the playability.

After Qiu Qiu finished speaking, Shao Zhan glanced at him: "Go."

Painting is Xu Sheng's strong point. If he has the opportunity to paint, he will definitely be the first.

However, Xu Sheng was not as excited as he thought. He leaned against the wall and said, "I think about it."

"I may be unfair to other classes."

Shao Zhan treats him as a beast.

Xu Sheng originally planned to take advantage of the class time to sleep for a while, but everyone fell on their stomachs, and could only barely sit up and explain. He unscrewed the water bottle and explained: "It's like this. It might be a bit outrageous to say that. I was banned from the game. ▓ Fantasy Literature_▓"

Is there a saying that there is a ban on the blackboard game?

Xu Sheng inevitably remembered the memories of publishing a blackboard newspaper in junior high school. In those semesters, he drew the blackboard newspapers in the class. The first one was soft, and the level of difference was too big. The other classes didn't have any desire to survive.

In the end, the dean directly banned him from the game: "Xu Sheng, can we give the opportunity to other students? This, other classes also need to be encouraged, we can't hurt people's self-confidence."

And self-esteem.

Xu Sheng's suspension experience could not be finished for a day. He raised his head and took a sip of water and he was hesitating to sign up. He saw Tan Kai blowing past him like a whirlwind.

Tan Kai didn’t even run so fast in physical education class: "Great, sister Qiu, you may not know me enough after knowing me for so long. I will introduce myself again. I, Tan Kai, organized a crayon drawing competition when I was a child. Third prize."

The second whirlwind is Yuan Ziqiang: "I, Yuan Ziqiang, I may not be as good as Brother Kai, but I have a heart of love."

Qiu Qiu: "..."