Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

Jian Shiwu slowly moved to Shen Cheng's table.

Shen Cheng sat on a chair and read a book.

"Class representative." Jian Shiwu Xiaopang held the exercise book in his hand, and his eyes looked at Shen Cheng: "Are you free, I have something to do with you."

Shen Cheng raised his head, the young man had a cold face, and when he didn't speak, he would feel a sense of indifference and alienation, his eyes were as black as jade, and his thin lips parted lightly: "You won't talk if you have time?"

"…"

Jian Shiwu's chubby face blushed inexplicably.

"Cough cough."

The people waiting in the fourth row not far away were afraid that he would retreat, so they quickly reminded him.

Jian Shiwu took a deep breath and went out of his way: "I have a question that I don't know, can you help me see it?"

After he finished speaking, he was also ready to be rejected. It doesn't matter if he thinks about it. After all these years of pursuing Shen Cheng, has he been rejected less often? He has already lost his old face, do you still care? He waited with bated breath, and let out a light breath, probably because many people behind him were watching, he was inexplicably nervous, looking at Shen Cheng's indifferent face, his heart was up and down.

Shen Cheng put down the book, and a pair of slender hands appeared in front of him. He said, "Bring it here."

"Ok?"

Jian Shiwu was still stunned. Shen Cheng had already taken the exercise book in his hand. He glanced at the questions and pointed to one of the columns: "It's wrong here."

Come over in the afternoon.

On the draft paper, Shen Chengqiu's vigorous words are as eye-catching as works of art. His brush strokes swept across the paper, leaving rows of beautiful numbers. His voice is as cold as a stream of cold spring water. The thought of the topic is concise and easy to understand. Why is the hour and noon wrong?

Xiaopang understood it completely: "So it is, I will."

Shen Cheng returned the exercise book to him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chubby returned triumphantly. The other students also looked a little silly. In their hearts, the representative of the class was really impersonal, and usually did not like to interact with other people. He should be an unsympathetic person. But just now they all saw that Shen Cheng was giving a topic to Jian Shiwu. He was very patient. Even if Jian Shiwu sometimes didn't understand, he wouldn't get angry. Contrary to everyone's imagination, he was very patient with the clumsy boy beside him. Shen Cheng showed unexpected tenderness.

Is it the true character of the class representative, but they didn't discover it before, or is it that Shen Cheng is only doing this to Jian Shiwu alone?

People's minds are different.

Jian Shiwu returned to the crowd, raised the exercise book in Yang's hand, and smiled: "I will!"

Everyone looked at each other and cheered.

Next, Jian Shiwu began to explain to others: "This question is actually very simple. Our thinking just now is probably right, but the direction is wrong. This formula should be taken apart..."

Difficult questions were turned into small questions under Shen Cheng's division, and with Jian Shiwu's understanding, they were solved in an orderly manner.

Everyone nodded in unison: "It turns out that it is so, it seems quite simple to be said by you!"

Everyone's enthusiasm is high at the moment, it can be said that they have passed the test and are full of energy: "Next question, next question!"

Jian Shiwu moved the pen to the next question: "Well..."

The nib of the pen paused, and Fatty bit the bullet and solved it again, and then got the answer right, and found that the result was wrong.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Kong Wenjing said, "Are the questions in the workbook more difficult?"

Jian Shiwu put down the pen and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I probably didn't make it."

The main reason why his score was good last time was because Shen Cheng gave him the key points. He only needed to thoroughly understand the question types that Shen Cheng circled for him in the key areas.

The practice book covers a wide range of questions, which made Jian Shiwu a little overwhelmed at once, and exposed his shortcomings.

The monkey said, "Go and ask the class representative again."

Others also echoed: "Go and ask again!"

"…"

Jian Shiwu stood up with a heavy heart, resigned to death.

After a while, the little chubby who got the problem-solving ideas from Shen Cheng returned triumphantly. After returning, he was fine again. He picked up the pen to share the problem-solving ideas with others.

Although this trick is quite good, it also has drawbacks. The big class is over before a few questions are done, and there are only five or six days before the exam, but their efficiency is really low. Everyone discussed it and thought. There is a way.

the next day

It's another big class break, and it's another topic that I won't be able to do.

Shen Cheng was reading a book, and a familiar figure appeared beside him. Xiao Pang held the exercise book in his hand with a shy smile on his face. Behind him, there was a small group of people holding the exercise book and looking at him. Jian Shiwu, headed by him, smiled: "Hi."

Shen Cheng raised his eyelids and asked silently.

Xiaopang scratched his head and introduced: "Because we don't know this topic, so..."

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Shen Cheng found out that Jian Shiwu's courage can get fatter and fatter, but he can't do anything else. The skill of climbing up the pole is very consummate, and he has been restrained before, and he doesn't know who gave him the courage. , is now more and more daring.

Because he didn't speak, everyone else held their breath nervously.

Although Shen Cheng doesn't usually interact with people, most of them respect and fear him.

Afraid of being rejected, Xiaopang was a little nervous, and quickly added: "Just, just one question."

Shen Cheng's calm black eyes looked at him, and Jian Shiwu, who was nervous and worried that he would be unhappy in front of him, was like a soft and waxy little white rabbit. It made Shen Cheng feel a little happy inexplicably.

The habitually sharp eyebrows seemed to soften for a moment, and Shen Cheng finally reached out: "Which question?"

accepted!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Jian Shiwu quickly handed over the exercise book and pointed, "Here."

Others gathered around to see how to solve the problem.

Thanks to Jian Shiwu, it was the first time they heard Shen Cheng's lectures. Xueba disassembled and simplified the teacher's ideas. There were not so many twists and turns. The problem-solving ideas were very clear and the most appealing to everyone. Surprisingly, Shen Cheng looked a little cold and unapproachable, but if there was something he didn't understand and asked questions, he wouldn't be as embarrassing as Ji Beichuan.

Polite, with a degree of advance and retreat, like a young son of an aristocratic family.

Finally, Shen Cheng finished solving the problem and raised his head: "Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded.

Shen Cheng lowered his head: "Next question."

When his words fell, others, including Jian Shiwu, who was closest to Shen Cheng, were also a little surprised. After all, when he came to ask, he said he only asked one question, so how could the class representative go straight down.

Only Jian Shiwu dared to ask him curiously, "Why do you go straight to the next question."

Shen Cheng didn't lift his head: "Have you mastered the following topics?"

"…Will not."

"Since it will come later, we will solve it at one time."

Shen Cheng moved the exercise book forward, expressionless: "Don't waste time."

"…good."

Although it was quite abrupt, everyone was very happy. Since Shen Cheng started lecturing on the topic, the efficiency has been surprisingly fast. Originally, there were only a small number of people with the lowest grades around the Jian Shiwu quiz, but after Shen Cheng started lecturing on the topic, the results People who are above average are also willing to listen. In the end, the inside and outside are blocked, and some people can't even hear it.

This is what Ji Beichuan saw when he came in from outside. He glanced at it a few times and sneered: "I usually pretend to be arrogant, but I'm not pushy."

There were also his tablemates in the second row.

The same table saw him coming and waved: "Beichuan, didn't you say that you can't do some big problems that are very difficult, come and see, Shen Cheng has done it!"

"…"

Ji Beichuan was heartbroken.

He was upset, and he didn't forgive others: "It depends on you to see for yourself. I won't be able to go to the office and ask the teacher. Isn't it just two questions, what's so great."

The same table pouted, ignored him, and continued to listen to the topic. Ji Beichuan angrily went back to get the exercise book and prepared to go to the office to ask the teacher for advice. However, before he went out, he heard discussions in the classroom:

"Ji Beichuan was fierce when he taught us, but it turns out that he has problems that he doesn't know."

"That's for sure. He couldn't compare to Shen Cheng in the last test."

"It's still good to sink."

"Yes, the grades are not good, but the temper is great."

The voice of the discussion was like a knife stabbed into his heart, and the stabbing Ji Beichuan was in pain. If there was not a trace of reason left, he would have liked to rush in and shred these people, but as soon as he took a step, he thought of his father's indifference. His eyes stopped abruptly.

no

Parents will be called.

Ji Yuansheng, a business giant, is calm and calm in the shopping mall, and is praised by countless people as a business wizard. If he is called to his parents because of a trouble and fight, his father will be very disappointed...

With this kind of mood, Ji Beichuan spent the whole day in resentment, and he didn't relieve his anger until after school. He walked to the school gate and was about to contact the driver, but two middle-aged men came towards him, and they said, "It's Ji. The young master of the house?"

Ji Beichuan frowned vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

The leading uncle smiled and said, "Let's talk?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Yes?"

The uncle leaned down and whispered a few times in Ji Beichuan's ear. Gradually, Ji Beichuan's eyes widened and his body trembled. He was angry: "Impossible!"

The two men looked at each other and smiled.

Uncle is not in a hurry, anyway, he has this handle in his hand, and he is not afraid that Ji Beichuan will not agree later, but he still points out some words: "Have you never seen a photo of your mother, I don't think...you and her Doesn't it look alike at all?"

Ji Beichuan paused.

My father protected my mother very well. After getting married, I didn’t see outsiders. After my death in childbirth, only my mother’s photo was in the study, but my father wouldn’t let anyone in. Even he didn’t see it a few times. There was only a vague picture in his memory. The face, I just remember being very glamorous.

Uncle hooked his lips and smiled: "From childhood to adulthood, has anyone praised that you and President Ji look alike?"

"You don't have to believe it, it doesn't matter." The uncle lit a cigarette: "Isn't Mr. Ji back? You can go to the paternity test yourself and try it. If there is no problem, you will treat us as farts. What are you afraid of?"

Ji Beichuan gritted his teeth: "You are just farting."

The man next to the uncle smiled: "Little boy, you can find out if it's really you go to identify it yourself. You said that if we ran and told Mr. Ji to help him find his son, how much would he pay us?"

The uncle gave Ji Beichuan a piece of paper: "I only give you three days, think clearly, if there is no news, we will find a way to contact President Ji."

When they were done, they left.

Until the driver came to pick him up, Ji Beichuan was in a stunned state. He was holding the piece of paper in his hand, as if to smash it into pieces. The young man couldn't hold back his breath. At the age of 14, Ji Beichuan had no way to deal with such shocking news.

Back at the family manor, the nanny came over and said, "Young master came back very early today."

Ji Beichuan nodded lightly, lacking energy: "I'll have a break when I go back to my room."

"What do you want to eat for dinner? I told the kitchen to do it. The private teacher invited by Mr. is already waiting on the second floor."

Careful care, well-trained babysitters, busy cooks in the kitchen not far away, private 1v1 teachers, these are all things Ji Beichuan used to be proud of, and it is because of these that he feels that he is always higher than Shen Cheng. ,but if…

If all these become Shen Cheng, what else can he do to win?

If these...

It's not his own, he wants to recognize Shen Cheng's poor parents as his parents.

Ji Beichuan's chest went up and down and said to the nanny, "No, I'm going upstairs, don't disturb me!"

Quickly running upstairs, the words of the two men at the school gate kept echoing in my mind, impossible, impossible, he is the father's son, those two people were found by the poor boy Shen Cheng, Shen Cheng was I only use this trick to touch porcelain when I think about money.

When Ji Beichuan stopped again, he had already rushed to the third floor, and even he didn't know why he came to the third floor. This is Ji Yuansheng's living floor, and at the end is Ji Yuansheng's room.

Paternity test...it needs a little skin and hair.