Although Gu Jinchao's overall grades were not as good as those in the key classes, he was very good at mathematics. It was only because he was too weak in some subjects that he was "exiled" to the last class.
Therefore, as soon as he opened his mouth, the rude girl fell silent, not daring to question him anymore...
When Song Qingxue heard Gu Jinchao's answer, she was stunned for a moment.
How is that possible?
She got the questions wrong, how could this loser get them right?
Is it just a blind guess?
Yes...it must be a blind guess!
After all, this question is quite difficult. How can I solve it when I am at the bottom of the class?
Most of the other people in the class had similar ideas to Song Qingxue. After changing the answers, they continued to copy and memorize.
This little incident during evening self-study passed just like that, and no one took it to heart.
No one could have imagined that a top student would be born in the last-place class of Grade 9, Grade 2, and he would be the top student among all the top students!
After class, Wen Xi accompanied Xu Shan to the playground for exercise.
Seeing that she was no longer out of breath today, her legs were no longer weak, and she was full of energy, he was a little surprised: "What makes you so happy?"
"I was so happy to see those people get slapped in the face, especially that Yuan Ya," Xu Shan's smug expression turned to indignation. "She was blocked by thugs earlier, and you helped her out. You even got a scar on your hand. I didn't expect her to laugh at you along with those people."
Wen Xi curled her lips and said nothing.
After all, people in this world are different.
Some people repay a drop of kindness with a spring of water, while others repay a little bit of kindness with a peck of rice.
Forget it, her time is precious and she is too lazy to bother with trivial matters.
When they returned to the dormitory, Mu Fu called and asked about assisting in the investigation. Wen Xi briefly told her the whole story. Mu Fu was frightened and talked for a long time before hanging up.
Wen Xi quickly washed up and climbed into bed before turning off the lights.
When I thought about my parents whom I hadn’t seen for a long time coming back at the weekend, I was so excited that I tossed and turned like a pancake for a long time before I fell asleep.
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Because the long vacation wasted a lot of time, teachers of all subjects accelerated the teaching progress after school started, and the learning atmosphere of the entire grade became more intense.
Wen Xi was fine, handling the situation with ease and without interrupting his daily professional practice.
When others were having lunch break, she would go to the studio with her sketchbook.
Unlike other key high schools, Mingde pays more attention to the all-round development of students. There are quite a lot of art students, so the relevant facilities are more complete than those of ordinary high schools, including painting studios, piano rooms, dance studios, and even laboratories for science students.
The art studios provided by the school for students are single-person studios. Although they are not large, they are one room per person, just like the practice rooms in music schools. This ensures that students will not be disturbed while practicing painting. It can be said that they are very wealthy. Wen Xi goes there every day during lunch break.
Proficiency comes from diligence and laziness leads to failure, and the same goes for painting. Although she is extremely talented, she dares not slack off for even a day.
Because she practices alone every day, almost no one knows that she draws with her left hand.
Wednesday came in a flash.
Xu Shan was feeling uncomfortable from the torment of her period early in the morning. After taking her medicine, she wanted to rest for a while, so she asked Wen Xi to ask for leave for her so that she would not go to the morning reading.
"Do you need to go to the infirmary?"
"No, it's just an old problem. I'll be fine after taking some medicine."
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
"Uh-huh."
After pouring a glass of water for his roommate, Wen Xi left the dormitory with his book.
As soon as I stepped into the classroom, I noticed that the atmosphere was not right.
The morning reading bell hasn't rung yet. Usually at this time, there's always a lot of noise and fighting. When has it ever been as quiet as today?
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.
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