My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 There is a class meeting on Monday morning. The theme is to discuss the 7th Cultural Festival of the Private Daifuku Academy.

　　Cultural Festival is a cultural event open to the public in the academy. It is generally divided into class exhibitions and club exhibitions. Among them, class exhibitions are mostly in the form of shops, while club exhibitions display results, live performances or organize competitions according to the different characteristics of each club.

　　 This can be regarded as a relatively grand campus event once a year, second only to the founding ceremony, and the first-year college students are basically all sixteen years old, which is the age when they love to join in the fun, and they are full of interest. In addition, I had just finished the exam and I was very relaxed. The whole class was noisy and yelled, voted for projects, formed a cultural sacrifice committee, and turned into a pot of porridge, but the supervising teacher of the class did not show up at all, leaving the students to toss about.

But these are not related to Kitahara Hideji. He will join in the fun after these people have discussed it. Asking him to raise a table and move a few chairs will not be an issue-he still immersed himself in learning, although this academic evaluation It's over, there will be one more time in two months, of course, to keep the throne of one.

　　Because of the cultural festival, there was a lot of people in the classroom all morning, and when the lunch break bell rang, these students began to get together and discuss again. In the morning, there was no winner or loser. Several activists were trying to canvass for votes, including Uchida Yuma.

　　 At this time, someone in the corridor yelled: "I posted the results!"

　　 The classroom was quiet, and suddenly many people rushed out of the door. After all, ranking was more concerned about it.

　　 Kitahara Hideji also got up to take a look. He was still young, without Xie Xuan's cultivation, and was too calm, but Shijima Riku and Uchida Xioma chased them, so they, a small group of three, went to see the results together.

　　Private Daifuku Academy does not matter whether it protects students’ privacy and self-esteem, the score list is posted on the bulletin board in the middle of this floor, so that the top students can enjoy the praise and let the scumbags know their shame and brave.

　　 At this moment, the head of the bulletin board is already crowded, and from time to time there are voices of praise such as "So awesome".

Uchida Yuma jumped out of his temper, yelled "Let me take a look at him" and opened the way first, leading Hideji Kitahara and Shishimaru to squeeze into the crowd, and before reaching the bulletin board, Hideji Kitahara naturally looked towards the first place. A sheet of the first column at the top, then lowered his head and rubbed his eyes and glanced again...what the hell?

　　 One grade: Noki Suzuki, Grade A for the first year, 725 points?

　　 He is a little confused, what's the situation? Didn't Suzuki Noki not come to class? Didn't you lie in the hospital right after school? Did she come to take the exam? Even if you come to the exam, how can you get a full score? (Full score is 725)

　　 He glanced down again—the second grader, Hideji Kitahara, Class B of the first year, 722 points...

　　 is 3 points? ! Xiujia Kitahara's chest was tight for a while, and her face was a bit ugly, but Shishimaru's sigh came from her ear: "The genius girl really deserves her reputation, Kitahara-kun!"

　　 "A genius girl?"

"Has Kitahara-kun never heard of her? The national standard intelligence test IQ is as high as 160, and there is only one genius in a million people. Nozomi Suzuki! I didn't expect her to take the exam. I thought she would not come." Shijima Ryu His tone was full of envy, but in a blink of an eye he looked at Hideji Kitahara with some admiration and said: "Kun Kitahara is so powerful, he is indeed a talented person, only three points away from her."

Shijima Ryu does not think that he and Suzuki Noki are in the same world, and he has no thoughts to compare with her, and sincerely believes that Hideji Kitahara's behavior of almost getting a perfect score can be called a feat-the third place is worse than Hideji Kitahara. 21 points.

　　 But Hideji Kitahara didn't think so. He looked at the 725 with some suspicion and puzzlement.

　　 It seems that the two sides are only three points away, but what if the Suzuki Nozuki scored this score because the test paper only had 725 points? How did this guy do it, is the composition also full marks?

　　 Is there such a creature as a genius in the world?

　　I went back to university. Although there are two subjects that are a bit unsuitable for lameness, they are only the first grade exams, and I have worked hard to make up for it. There is also a plug-in body protection. I have not taken it?

He was a little messed up for a while, but he was able to keep his spirits stable, so he reluctantly smiled at Shijima Ryu, "It's just good luck, thanks to Alu's help." He didn't want to talk more about this which made him sad. Topic, she turned to ask: "By the way, how did Alu do on the test?"

　　Shishimaru is a little embarrassed, "It's far less than Kitahara-kun, but it's better than the admission score. This time I got 99th place."

　　 There are 450 students in the whole grade, 99 of them are also in the forefront. Hideji Kitahara smiled and said, "Congratulations, Alu."

　　 Shishimaru smiled shyly, even more embarrassed, and said softly: "It is Kitahara-kun who made the notes. I have a lot of clarity after reading it, and I am very effective in learning."

He lent a lot of textbooks for cram school Kitahara, and Kitahara always took notes and made key points before returning it to him. He really benefited a lot, saved a lot of study time, and improved his study in disguise. efficient.

　　 But Hideji Kitahara felt that he was actually taking advantage and didn't want to be polite with him, so he looked around and asked, "Where is that kid Uchida?"

Shijima Ryu also took a look and said strangely: "It was here just now." As he said, he led Hideji Kitahara to look back along the bulletin board, and found the last, only Uchida was standing pale. There was a lot of shaking there, and it felt a little unstoppable.

　　 "Sao, what's the matter?" Shijima Ryu hurriedly helped him, and then looked for Uchida's name on the score sheet, and Uchida murmured, "It's over, it's over, I'm dead."

　　 Kitahara Hideji's eyes were better, and after a glance at the list, he found the name of Uchida Yuma-275 points, 421, the standard bottom grade.

　　 Shishimaru also saw it, and was surprised: "Why did you drop more than two hundred names?"

　　 "So I'm dead!" Uchida Yuma was crying without tears, "I felt very good during the exam."

　　 Shishimaru punched him on the top of his head with one punch, hating iron for not making steel, and said angrily: "It feels good, what's the use, usually you don't learn, all day except playing is sleeping!"

　　 "What should I do now?" Uchida Yuma looked ashamed, "My mother will definitely kill me when she sees the report card!"

　　 Kitahara Hideji sighed, what can someone else do? He couldn't help, glanced at the score sheet again, looked for Fuze Xueli's name, and then sighed. This was even worse, with a total score of 89,450, which was the last one.

　　 It seems that today is a good day to kill sons and sisters, a big omen! Maybe many people have a **** disaster.

Shijima's heart is relatively soft, and he was hugged by Uchida Yuma for help. After punching him a few times, he said to Kitahara Hideji: "Kitahara-kun, I'm sorry, I can't eat together today. I will take Xiongma to the staff room to check the exam papers. ."

　　 They still have some hope, what if they copy the wrong grades?

　　 "Go, go!" Kitahara Hideji was actually not in the mood to eat, because he didn't feel very happy-this time I lost my face and ate the celebration banquet, and got a second.

　　 He squeezed out the crowd and began to wander around the campus to ease the sense of failure. He is also a human being, and he has worked hard—in the study, the cheating plug-in is basically useless, and he can hardly learn a few points of intelligence. He really gritted his teeth and learned by himself, and he can memorize the two textbooks of the lame—but still I didn't get the expected results and felt very uncomfortable.

　　 He walked like this for half an hour, and finally his mood gradually calmed down. There is still a chance, not to be easily defeated by failures and setbacks. If you muster up the courage to fight again next time! To recognize the reality, there are people in this world who are more talented and work harder than themselves. Under this premise, you have to consider vomiting old blood and desperately.

　　 is fine. I came to study abroad and took a second place in the first round. It is also considered to be an initial step into the elite class. Learn from experience, regroup, and have a final battle next time!

He made up his mind again and comforted himself. He finally adjusted his mentality. He looked up and found that he had reached the breeding area in the corner of the school—he was still one of the people in charge here, first grade. One person in each class takes care of the little animals here, but he has never been there once.

　　 He glanced inward, and went straight in, ready to go in and sign up to Dubacao, so that no one in the class would say that he had nothing to do. I went in and took a look, and found that this place is quite big, with rabbits, chickens, lambs, deer and other non-aggressive small animals. They are enclosed in cages or fences. At the moment, they are bleating, yelling. NS.

　　Private academies are rich. It is estimated that there are school workers to take care of them on weekdays. Otherwise, they only rely on the students to fish for three days and hang on the nets for five days. It is either smelly or corpses everywhere.

He drew a name on the sign-in book at the door, and picked up a bag of feed with his hand. No matter what he was feeding, he was ready to sprinkle it and change his mood by the way, but after taking two steps, he turned a corner and found There was a small figure squatting in front of the rabbit cage.

He recognized it at a glance. It was Fukuzawa Dongmei, a small carrot head. There were few in the school that were shorter than her. She was squatting in her skirt to feed the rabbits, and when she heard the movement, she suddenly turned her head and shouted vigilantly. Said: "Who is it?"

　　 Her little face was spotted with tears, and her two crescent eyes were swollen from crying, and even her little nose was red. Seeing that it was Hideji Kitahara wiped her face quickly, she just cried too much secretly and couldn't wipe it clean at all. She suddenly became irritable, threw the grass in her hand, stood up and shouted at him: "Why, are you chasing here to laugh at me? Are you trying to fight? I'm not afraid of you!"

　　 She finished calling Hideji Kitahara and still did not speak, tears rolled in her own eyes again, she stood there with her fists in her fist and resisted desperately, never showing weakness, arched her small body, her small face was full of stubbornness.

　　 Damn, I lost again, this kid is proud again!