Monday at half past ten.

Rong Xu came out of the consultation room and took the elevator to the first floor. The waiter of a high-end restaurant was already waiting at the door.

As soon as he saw Rong Xu coming over, the waiter showed a smile and walked towards him quickly: "Sir, the dishes you want have been packed."

Rong Xu took the thermal bag and put it on his lap, his expression slightly indifferent. He turned the wheelchair and left.

Because it wasn't meal time yet, the waiters in the restaurant all gathered together in twos and threes.

A girl with curly hair said enviously, "Hey, people come to bring meals to their girlfriends every day. If my boyfriend can do the same, I'll get married in place!"

Another girl with braids neatly folded the napkin,

Disapprovingly , he said, "People can't pack it for themselves? How do you know he has a girlfriend?" If you buy it for yourself, you will definitely not have so many requirements, what not to put ginger, more vinegar... It looks like you are bringing food to someone!"

A boy took the opportunity to insert the topic: "That's it!" The

two girls turned the page together. He rolled his eyes: "Do you have a girlfriend? What are you? Hurry up to work!"

Boy: "..."

Rong Xu put one hand on the thermal bag and entered the school, wondering if it was His illusion, he seems to have heard the word "Chi Han" from the mouths of many people.

Until he entered the classroom, he did not see the bright smile that only belonged to him at a glance, and the two tables that were supposed to be together were dragged back to their original positions, separated by two rows of distance.

Rong Xu's hand on the bag suddenly tightened.

The intermittent words from before began to be played repeatedly in front of his ears, and finally came together into a complete meaning:

"Chi Han from class 19 took the tenth place in the whole grade, and the dean pulled him to class 1 early in the morning."

Rong Xu's breath was stagnant, and the tenderness in his eyes turned into torrential rain.

Chi Han is about to change classes.

He will have other new tablemates in the future.

Do they also pass notes in class?

Rong Xu's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he suddenly remembered that Fang Jingluo was also in the class.

This period of time has been so beautiful, so beautiful that he almost forgot that Chi Han likes Fang Jingluo.

Yes, he stole this time that makes people want to drown in it.

Rong Xu lowered his eyes slowly and returned to the seat in the corner.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but there was no trace of light shining on him.

He didn't want to look at the dazzling sunlight on the table in the distance, and closed his eyes silently.

Anyway, it will always go.

Why keep looking.

***

There is a characteristic of the exam in No. 1 Middle School. After the scores are added up, a special teacher will write them directly on the corresponding machine-readable card. The paper and the machine-readable card are generally sent to each grade before the grade ranking is released. Go to class.

The paper was carried into the classroom at nine o'clock. If it was normal, few people would pick it up until after school at night.

But now most of the people in this classroom want to see the liveliness of Chi Han.

After all, Chi Han's efforts can be seen by everyone. Apart from talking to Rong Xu every day, he basically never takes his eyes off the book.

Many people are secretly disdain in their hearts.

So eager to learn, can you come to this class? What a good student!

So as soon as the paper was put on the podium, several good people rushed up excitedly, turning over and shouting loudly: "Come on, the fresh Xueba paper is out! Everyone, look! Our Chi Xueba, he actually passed the math test..."

The voice of the speaker stopped abruptly, and his eyes were about to fall out as he followed.

"What are you stammering for! Can you stop selling off?!"

"That's right! What can't you say?"

"No score is negative! Hahahaha teacher thinks the roll noodles are too rubbish, so he directly deducts 10 points!"

" Hahahahaha..."

The few boys who were sitting by the window during the exam days were even more excited to instigate them one by one, eager to grab the paper and announce it themselves.

The boy holding the machine-readable card opened and closed his mouth and made a few breathy sounds.

"Full...full..."

"What is full? He can still get full marks! Eh, get up! I'll read it!" The boy who had troubled Chi Han at the time pushed the man away impatiently and grabbed it himself. After reading the card through the machine, the loud voice was like holding a loudspeaker, "Chi Han in class 19, math score, 150 points!"

Everyone: "..." The

voice fell, and the classroom was dead silent.

The boy who read the score was stunned for a second and reacted, his face turned pale instantly, he shook his hand and grabbed his partner's clothes, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat:

"Hey, old black, what is the perfect score for our math test? You?"

Lao Hei looked miserable: "One hundred and five, you idiot."

Just as everyone's eyes widened and chicken feathers were flying all over the floor, a faint voice sounded from behind them.

Chi Han looked at the boy expressionlessly, stretched out his hand and said, "Finished? Can the paper be returned to me?"

The boy subconsciously handed out the test paper with both hands, curled up like a quail.

Chi Han took the robbed crumpled machine-readable card, frowned in disgust, and folded it into his pocket.

"Please find me the other test papers," Chi Han's lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Thank you." The

boy just heard a bit of sarcasm from the "thank you".

Of course, Chi Han was taking the opportunity to ridicule. For these people, when it was time to slap in the face, he would raise his slap and slap them hard.

After all, only when the face is swollen will it not be disgusting.

This boy has been completely hit now, and he no longer has the arrogance he used to be.

With a bit of luck, he turned over the remaining machine-readable cards. As long as Chi Han's grades in the rest of the subjects are average, it can only prove that he is lucky this time, and he can also say that he is pretending to be a good student. .

But the red scores on the machine-readable card he turned out were more scary than the last.

14 in Chinese, 150 in English, 280 in Lizong...

The boy looked at Chi Han with dull eyes, and his mind was a little dazed for a while.

Is he dreaming?

Who said Chi Han averaged 30 per door!

Chi Han glanced at the language score with dissatisfaction, took the paper and returned to his seat.

It seems that the translation of ancient poems is indeed going to be the next wave of hard work.

In the atmosphere where everyone was turned into a fossil, the dean walked into the classroom excitedly, pulling Chi Han out without saying a word.

Chi Han put his hand away, looking bad.

He was thinking seriously that he would need to go home and observe for a few days to beat the bald head in front of him.

The dean was not even annoyed when he was pulled away, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, his eyes were almost gone.

"Classmate Chi... Do you know your grades?"

Chi Han nodded lightly, without any intention of speaking.

The dean rubbed his hands together, and said with a look of excitement and excitement: "Then do you know that you got the tenth place in the whole grade this time? All the test-taking teachers have seen your test papers, and we all feel that you need a better test. A good learning environment to improve yourself! Come, I will take you to the new class to report, I guess you have heard of this class, which is the top class

where Fang Jingluo is the first in the grade!" Fly everywhere.

"As long as you have better educational power, you may make greater progress, so that you can win glory for No. 1 Middle School! Win glory for yourself!"

"Stop."

Chi Han made a pause gesture, half raising his eyes He asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else? If not, I will continue reading." The

dean: "..."

He really wants to slap the table and leave, but Naihe Chihan is just a fragrant bun now. If you don't hurry up and keep him with the best things, it's very likely that he will be poached by other schools!

Although Chi Han is only the tenth grader now, it only took a few days to get a single subject math score of 30 to full marks? !

Moreover, the teaching level of the teachers in Class 19 is obvious to all students in the school.

What does this mean?

This shows that Chi Han is completely self-taught!

As long as there is a teacher who can give advice, who can say that he will not be the provincial champion in the future?

The more the dean thought about it, the more his blood boiled, the more amiable his eyes looked at Chi Han.

Chi Han only felt that the hair was standing upside down, and the overnight meal was going to hit his throat.

Seeing that the dean kept talking, Chi Han could only signal the other party to go out and talk to him.

And just ten minutes after he went out, Rong Xu came to the classroom. A few people who heard that they wanted to flatter Chi Han during the whole process of changing classes diligently helped Chi Han pack up and put them in the classroom.

He even showed off his relationship with Chi Han openly and secretly everywhere, as if they were familiar with each other.

Chi Han, who was unaware of all this, was standing in the director's office. His repeated rejections finally annoyed the dean.

The dean of teaching scolded: "This is not possible, that is not possible, then you say! How on earth are you willing to change classes?!"

Chi Han suddenly thought of Rong Xu, he thought about it, and said with a smile: "Unless Rong Xu agrees to change classes with me, this matter will not be discussed." The

dean: "..."

Not to mention Rong Xu's grades, even if he was assigned to class 19, it was the head of the Rong family. His current wife, Xu Man, had specially warned him.

You must know that the Rong family is one of the school managers of No. 1 Middle School!

Chi Han's request is really cruel.

Chi Han understood the moment the dean was silent. For a social animal like him who had already stepped into society, this kind of twist and turn was obvious.

Chi Han's face was slightly cold, and his chest was uncomfortable.

Why do so many people try to pull Rong Xu down?

Rong Xu, he is obviously suffering enough.

Chi Han didn't speak, he walked out of the office door, and when he returned to the classroom, he found Rong Xu who was more dull than before.

The people around them kept looking at them, and the whispering voices were like countless flies.

Chi Han suddenly felt that the world was really boring, only Rong Xu still had real colors.

He dragged a chair to sit next to Rong Xu, and put his head listlessly on his desk.

With a drooping face, he sighed loudly:

"Oh, it's so annoying, Rong Xu, I don't have a place to sit again! They all bully me!"

Rong Xu: "..."

His deep eyes stared at the fluffy head that was rolling around, pointing The tip touched it uncontrollably, and the breathing was out of rhythm.

His light is back.

Rong Xu put his five fingers on his head, his voice soft, as if wrapped in the sweetest honey in the world, with infinite pampering and coaxing: "My table is for you."

As long as you don't leave, Give you all.

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