Don’t Be Aggressive with Me

Time goes by day by day, the hot wind skips over the stadium, the sun is roasting the ground, and the green leaves and flowers are scorched by the sun.

Cheng Siqiao sat in a daze in the shade next to the basketball court. Lu Qifeng and Xie Chen had just come down from playing basketball and were walking in her direction.

"Brother Chen, the second question in physics? How to do the big question, whether to use the momentum theorem or the kinetic energy theorem."

"momentum."

"Scared me to death." Lu Qifeng let out a long sigh, "Zhao Tianhao, the dog who vowed to tell me that it is the theorem of kinetic energy, fortunately I didn't believe him."

"Then? The last one in chemistry? What choice?" Lu Qifeng continued to ask?, "Is it C?"

Xie Chen smashed the basketball on his back and smashed it: "I have finished the exam. What is the use of asking these nonsense?"

"I? Isn't this in my heart?" The two people walked to Cheng Siqiao and sat down next to her, Lu Qifeng continued?, "This time the question is really **** difficult, I? I will definitely die very miserably. ."

"Eh Sister Qiao, how did you take the exam?" Lu Qifeng glanced at Cheng Siqiao beside him, "Why is it so quiet today?"

Xie Chen stuffed the unscrewed mineral water into his mouth: "Take care of yourself, don't you? Come worry about others."

"Me? Don't you care about Sister Qiao." Lu Qifeng said dissatisfied.

In the third year of high school, the first monthly exam was organized for the grade. The efficiency of the attached school has always been high. Points will be awarded within three days after the exam, and the ranking will be announced together for the entire grade.

Did Cheng Siqiao take a good rest the day before the exam? She almost fell asleep in the exam room the next day. Even if the results were not yet available, she could already feel that the results of this exam were so disastrous.

Xie Chen saw that she was in a bad mood, so he took her out to breathe.

"Listen to me, our head teacher." Lu Qifeng continued to chat with Xie Chen, "The grade pays special attention to this exam."

"Sister Qiao." Lu Qifeng glanced at Cheng Siqiao and saw that her expression was not very good, "What's wrong with you? Me? Why do you feel so depressed after the exam?"

"Is it over? It's over?" Xie Chen interrupted him in time, revealing a little coldness between his eyebrows, "It's all over, don't mention this topic again."

He pushed Cheng Siqiao's bangs aside, and the mineral water bottle was placed on her forehead to cool her down: "Is it cooler?"

Cheng Siqiao pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

"Take you to the store to buy something delicious?" Xie Chen tried to make her happy.

"Forget it." Cheng Siqiao remembered that he hadn't finished changing the roll paper, and squeezed Xie Chen's finger, "Go back to the classroom."

"Okay." Xie Chen helped her wipe off the sweat from her forehead.

Lu Qifeng didn't know? What happened, he followed the footsteps of the two people confusedly.

The third grade teaching building has three floors, one and two classes are on the top floor, and the remaining classes are distributed on the first and second floors.

When we reached the second floor, there was a quarrel at the door of Class 6 classroom, and several people stopped.

There were a lot of students watching the crowds outside. Lu Qifeng went to inquire about the situation, and returned to Xie Chen and Cheng Siqiao five minutes later.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Siqiao rolled her eyebrows and looked into the crowd, vaguely seeing a girl crying.

"The girl is a member of the arts committee in Class 4, and her boyfriend is in Class 6, and the two quarreled."

Cheng Siqiao stood on tiptoe and glanced in that direction: "Me? How do you think that? A girl is a bit familiar—I? Have I seen her somewhere?"

"You should have met each other." Lu Qifeng said, "I remember that in the previous sports meeting, she was the announcer of Class 4 and went to the rostrum with you."

"Oh, to me? Come to think of it, it seems to be called Ji Qing." Cheng Siqiao suddenly realized, "When I was reading the manuscript, she gave me a lozenges. I have a good impression of her."

"Indeed, how many girls in our class play better with her, saying that she has always had a very good personality."

"You just said they were arguing?" Cheng Siqiao said, "because of what?"

"Everyone doesn't know exactly what happened. I heard it was because of this monthly exam?"

"Oh, come together!" Lu Qifeng realized afterwards, "just now they said that the monthly test results came out, I should go back to work as soon as possible, and the old class will come out to arrest me for a while?"

Cheng Siqiao wanted to go over and ask what was going on, Xie Chen held her back: "Don't worry about so much, go back to the class."

"Then? Okay." Cheng Siqiao nodded and agreed.

When the two returned to the class, Zhou Yangyang was holding the report card and posting it on the bulletin board in front of the class.

"Brother Chen, you're such a **** bull." Zhao Tianhao stepped forward and glanced at the transcript, and couldn't help chatting with Xie Chen, "You can get so many points in the test if you break the test. You can go and see for yourself. You are better than us. What's the second highest in the class? Points?"

"How many? Points?" Xie Chen was too lazy to look ahead and asked Zhao Tianhao directly.

"691! Have you ever passed 670 in the whole year? There are a few, you **** came directly to 691! It was all taught by a teacher, don't you think your behavior is a bit hurtful?"

"You? Not the second." Xie Chen glanced at him, "I hurt you?"

"Heh." Zhao Tianhao sneered, "I am already immune to your grades. You should ask Yang Yang if I have been hurt by you."

"Zhou Yangyang second?" Xie Chen froze.

"Yes, she played very well this time."

Cheng Siqiao just arrived at the blackboard and took a look at his own results.

665.

Third in the class?

Less than Zhou Yangyang? Two points.

Although the grades were barely passable, they were far behind the end of the last semester, and were far from Xie Chen's score. The 100-point chemistry paper only scored more than 70 points.

"Okay." Xie Chen glanced at Cheng Siqiao and interrupted Zhao Tianhao, "The exam is over, so don't mention it anymore."

Cheng Siqiao returned to his seat and lay down on the table, staring at the roll of paper for a while. The more he looked at it, the more upset he became. He simply stuffed the roll of paper into the desk.

A few minutes later, there were more boxes of small cakes on her desk.

Xie Chen put his arm on her back lightly, patted her comfortingly, and coaxed her softly: "Get up and eat something?"

Cheng Siqiao sat up, and Xie Chen smiled at her: "The questions on the first monthly exam are difficult. I? In fact, there are many questions that I can't do. They are all half-guessed and half-guessed, and your exam status will naturally affect Play, don’t care too much."

"Are there any questions I don't know? Tell you about it?"

"Xie Chen." Zhou Yangyang came in from outside the classroom and interrupted the conversation between the two. "Old Zhao asked you to go to his office."

"I see." Xie Chen replied, turning around and rubbing a hand on Cheng Siqiao's hair, "I'll go out first."

Cheng Siqiao nodded vigorously.

Cheng Siqiao just got down on the table, and the chemistry class representative pushed in and knocked on her desk twice: "Siqiao, the chemistry teacher asked you to go to the office."

Cheng Siqiao closed his eyes in despair, thinking that what should come will come.

"Teacher." Cheng Siqiao walked into the chemistry office with a heavy foot, "Are you looking for me?"

"Yes." The chemistry teacher exported Cheng Siqiao's electronic answer sheet on the computer. The expression on his face was not ugly, but a bit serious. "You should also know?, this time your grades are not very satisfactory."

Cheng Siqiao said weakly "um".

"Your grades have always been better in the class, and we all know that you are a good boy, so naturally I have to pay more attention to you." The chemistry teacher explained to her, "The questions on this exam are indeed a bit difficult. Your score is pretty good on average students, but it’s a bit low on you."

"I've seen your answer sheet. We have practiced many times for some of the questions. It stands to reason that there should be no mistakes, but you haven't got the points you deserve."

Cheng Siqiao felt a little pale for saying that he hadn't had a good rest, and he simply lowered his head and remained silent.

"I? Didn't today? I mean to criticize you." The chemistry teacher said patiently, "I? Just want to talk to you to see what went wrong."

"Me? One more sentence--" The chemistry teacher paused, hesitated and said to Cheng Siqiao, "The third year of high school? This is a particularly important year. Everything must be emphasized by the college entrance examination. I don't want you to do it because of some things. Some people distract themselves, or? It affects your state."

As soon as her voice fell, Cheng Siqiao knew what Bai meant.

"Teacher." Cheng Siqiao said, "I? Didn't I have been affected by someone, but did you take a rest before the exam?"

"It's good to find the reason by yourself. The teacher just wants to remind you, for fear that you can't figure it out clearly."

"Okay, you will have classes in a while, go back first, come to me if you have any questions?"

"Good." Cheng Siqiao nodded, "Thank you teacher."

When Cheng Siqiao returned to the class, the next class had already begun. Through the glass on the front door, she caught a glimpse of Xie Chen's brows tightened and her lips pressed into a line.

Explain with the teacher? After the situation, Cheng Siqiao entered the class, Xie Chen immediately put on a relaxed expression, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and asked her in a low voice what the chemistry teacher was looking for.

Cheng Siqiao shook his head and didn't speak.

At dinner, Cheng Siqiao still had another question? Has it been processed, and asked Xie Chen to go to the cafeteria to find a seat, and he would go there immediately.

After she finished writing the topic, the teaching building was already? There was anyone else. She was walking downstairs thinking about what the chemistry teacher said to her in the afternoon, and she felt a little irritated.

After entering the third year of high school, how much more she is? Less? A little anxious.

When she turned to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Cheng Siqiao heard a vague crying, and when she went down to the first floor, she saw a back figure beside the stairs.

Cheng Siqiao walked in a little bit and recognized that the back figure was Ji Qing.

Ji Qing treated her pretty well before, and in the afternoon, he ran into that kind of thing at the door of Class 6 and Cheng Siqiao couldn't ignore her.

"Ji Qing?" Cheng Siqiao cried out tentatively.

That? No one from the back? What's the reaction.

Cheng Siqiao walked over and patted her shoulder: "Ji Qing?"

Ji Qing turned his head, his eyes were a little red, with heavy nasal sounds: "It's you."

Cheng Siqiao took out the paper from his pocket and handed it to her, and sat next to her: "What's wrong with you?"

"My boyfriend and I broke up."

"I? I heard." Cheng Siqiao said, "but why?"

Ji Qing cried intermittently: "Because of this exam, my grades have dropped a lot."

Cheng Siqiao was taken aback for a moment.