Transfer class
Changing classes requires a lot of work.
Yu Xia has to attend classes in Class 2 for a week before she can transfer to Class 1.
"Hey! Academic master, which one... I want to ask you, do you know the answer to your homework just by looking at it?"
Class 2 is really a very noisy and active group.
After two days of classes, Yu Xia felt like she was going to be annoyed by these people asking all sorts of questions.
"no."
"Liu Hangzhou, shut up! Stop annoying our academic genius with your questions! Ahem, if an 18th-tier star like me were to..."
"Fuck your 18th-tier celebrity!"
Many people thought the name Liu Hangzhou was a joke.
Yu Xia remembered that when they were reintroducing themselves, as soon as Liu Hangzhou came on stage, someone in the audience laughed secretly, "Hangzhou? Hahaha, what a sloppy name!"
Liu Hangzhou was furious at that moment.
Two people were fighting over there, and Yu Xia was leisurely looking at the wrong questions with a red pen.
He didn't quite understand why his classmates got so upset over such a small joke.
"Damn it, let me catch you again!" Liu Hangzhou walked over cursing.
"Hey! You're worthy of being a top student. You start looking at questions right after the school starts." His smile didn't change from before.
"Um"
Liu Hangzhou returned to his seat as the bell rang.
There's a annoying guy over there, and just as he left, another one came over here.
Yu Xia's good friend at the table in front of him waited until the man left, then turned around and gossiped with him.
It’s not that Yu Xia is particularly interested in other people’s gossip, but the person sitting in front of him talks too much and speaks too loudly.
He was forced to eat gossip a while ago——
This guy is called Liu Hangzhou, and his father is a firefighter.
She was quite surprised when she heard it at first, but Yu Xia didn't even glance at the person in front of her.
Liu Hangzhou's mother wanted his father to work in Hangzhou, so she left the whole family with him.
There's no way his father would agree to this. He can't have the best of both worlds: family and career.
This is originally a multiple-choice question.
No one will continue to talk about the things that happened later, but Class 2 just has poor academic performance, not lacking emotional intelligence and IQ.
Then, in their grade, there was a very idle physics teacher who fell in love with a very awesome teacher in Class 1, and they later broke up.
Then I talked about the glorious deeds of the substitute teacher.
"...I'm too lazy to tell you. Hey, top student, when is your make-up exam tomorrow? We're going to cheer you on!"
Hengshui's final decision was to have Yu Xia take a test at their school's level, using their strengths as evidence to transfer her to Class 1. Of course, she didn't need to take every subject.
Yu Xia thought about it.
"The exam lasts from 8 am to 8 pm"
"Wow, isn't that unlucky? Let's go and support you."
"You dare?"
The exams weren't difficult for Yu Xia; the important thing was the psychological pressure. His mother would always make him promise again and again before the exams.
There was always something like an echo machine in his head, going back and forth.
"Promise your mother that you can get first place in the exam, okay?"
"Um"
"Well, what do you mean? Speak."
How can I guarantee that? What if I pass the exam? Does passing the exam mean I'm in the right place? What if I don't?
Yu Xia was very upset.
"I have no idea."
At this time, Ms. Liao Shengnan would frown, calm down for a while, and then calm down.
"With your ability, if you can't get first place, you'll have to be second. Right? You can take the test, right?"
If the results after the exam are not as high as Ms. Liao Shengnan expected, it will be a very difficult period from this exam to the next one.
"Go out? Look at your test this time!"
"Reading these idle books again! Look at what you were wasting here for last time instead of making good use of your time for the exam."
"Look at how you did on the test this time and how you reflected on it."
"It's up to you whether to write me a letter of apology or continue to indulge yourself. I don't care about you."
“You study for yourself.”
“Studying is your only way out”
"Xiao Yu."
…
"Xiao Yu"
This is the echo machine, constantly reminding Yu Xia that he is a useless person.
…
Yu Xia was not very happy and glared at the broom in his hand that had almost no bristles.
No one else can compare. I have never heard of anyone scrambling for a broom when a class needs cleaning.
The sound basically comes in a roundabout way.
"Holy crap! Yu Xia, you're amazing! Guess what the score is? 704!! The total score is so high!"
It's a legend.
"Um"
"We're tied for first place with An Ge, just three points behind!"
Class 2 has never seen the average score of the class raised so high, by 4.5 points.
"Holy crap!! Yu Xia, you're awesome!"
"I'm not some academic genius," Yu Xia paused, his fingers tightening around the broom. He slowly exhaled and asked the question he'd been dying to know the answer to lately: "Who's that number one, what...?"
This was not the first time that the name Xu An had been ringing in his ears.
Why is the Big Buddha so famous?
"It's me, do you have any objections?" It was an unfamiliar but very pleasant male voice.
"Big Buddha" comes when he says so.
Yu Xia was startled.
Is this person mentally ill?
As expected, I should stop gossiping about others behind their backs.
Definitely a crow's mouth.
Yu Xia mentally composed herself a little and tried to compose herself from the curse words that she had almost spoken.
He himself didn't really care.
Just say whatever you want to say.
But there's something special about hearing this name.
The so-called An Ge in front of him was the legendary figure that Yu Xia had been listening to for a whole week.
His curiosity had been occupied for a week, and now he finally saw the real person.
Be curious but polite, and observe while having a conversation.
The boy was good-looking, with a lot of sexual appeal. If he walked on the street, many people would turn their heads.
The smile on his lips slipped away at the coldness of the words just now. If he were still the vice-president, he would be like a young man with unbridled youth and unbridled spirit. Zhu was arrogant and unruly, full of vigor and vitality.
It was the first time that Yu Xia was distracted by someone.
It's not like this person is particularly good-looking... Hiss? Maybe he's just very good-looking?
In short, Yu Xia herself is good-looking and has seen all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women.
What makes him interesting is his temperament.
It can be cold or hot.
In particular, he actually felt that this person looked very familiar, but he couldn't say familiar, it was just like he seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he had no memory of it, and he looked very strange.
It's hard to describe. Do you remember this person?
After I realized what was happening, I felt that this behavior was extremely impolite, so I quickly turned my head away and stopped looking.
Xu An looked at the boy with slow reaction and the faint redness on the tips of his ears due to shame.
There was no change in his eyes, only a dead silence.
He squinted for a moment.
This person actually dared to stare at me
What kind of thing is worthy of it?
I am the eldest young master and you are not qualified to see me!
Turn your head away
A small, unbalanced argument erupted within Yu Xia. To be frank, she just didn't know where the energy came from and she felt uncomfortable if she didn't resist.
"Where's Liu Hangzhou from your class? We agreed to play basketball this afternoon, but he went to the restroom and disappeared. Did he fall into a pit?"
Neither of them paid much attention to this subtle incident. Yu Xia continued cleaning, his first and final visit of the week. Xu An ran over to look for his few remaining golfing partners.
"Student, student, we are leaving tomorrow, do you have anything to say?" The students in Class 2 were still persevering.
"I said, I'm not a top student."
"What should I call you then? Brother Yu?"
"Who wants to be Squidward?"
"Well, well, Brother Xia?"
"I...can't you call me by my name?"
The people in Class 2 called this a more intimate relational pronoun. Yu Xia followed them.
Let love be what it is, I’m just Buddhist.
"Brother Xia, Xiao, the boss of Class 1, said you have to bring the test paper over tomorrow. She will give a lecture tomorrow."
English class representative Zhou Wanting came over to give Yu Xia a message.
“Hey, Sister Ting, you have to thank our Brother Xia for this, otherwise how could you meet the boss?”
Liu Hangzhou didn't know if he had just come back from playing basketball, but he was very tired. He lay down on the table and spoke weakly.
"Why are you so talkative?"
Yu Xia watched the two of them bickering for a while.
"Who is that...Boss Xiao?"
Zhou Wanting thought for a moment: "The head teacher of Class 1. Xiao Yi, a true strong woman. Previously, a gangster from the class next door somehow climbed over the wall to see his girlfriend. While waiting, he smoked in front of the girls in her class. The boss used the security pitchfork to kick him out."
Liu Hangzhou was eager to make his presence felt: "Oh my god, no wonder she's called Boss. Who said Boss is bad? This Boss is too good!"
I feel that this Boss Xiao can be compared with Ms. Liao Shengnan.
"Do you all like giving nicknames to others so much?"
"Xia Ge, what do you know? Don't you think it sounds more intimate and more like a family?"
"We won't pick random names," Zhou Wanting added. "The name we choose depends on the situation."
"Hahahahahahahaha, do you know the head teacher? He has that Shaolin Temple hairstyle every day, and we call him Hahahahaha, Brother Xia, guess what." Liu Hangzhou wanted to say it originally, but then made a sudden turn.
"Me? ...A monk?"
"No, no, no, we call him Heartless Potato"
Sister Ting laughed for a long time.
"There's also version 0.2, Cell Phone Terminator."
Yu Xia also laughed for a moment. "You guys call me that from the front too?"
"We call him Director Li Da. The director of the senior year is also surnamed Li, but he's younger. He's called Director Li Xiao."
"Hey, Xueba, there was a rumor at school that you could go months without speaking. Is that true? It doesn't seem like it."
“…”
What ancient rumors from hundreds of years ago?
"You can try it." Yu Xia pressed the pen cap hard, and the pen cap made a clicking sound.
Yu Xia simply stuffed the test paper into her schoolbag, planning to take it tomorrow.
"It's only 10:30, and you're already done?"
Ms. Liao Shengnan entered his room wearing a facial mask.
"Why is the room so messy? Can you act like a student? Clean it up quickly. What are you standing there for? Go quickly."
Yu Xia put the extracurricular books on the bedside table on the bookshelf. He had a habit of reading books. After reading a book, he would put it directly on the bedside table before going to bed, and then change to a new one after two days. As a result, there were a lot of books piled up on the bedside table.
"Have you finished the workbook you bought? Why is there so little math? Why are you skipping around?"
"Pick a more difficult topic to write on."
"Go ahead and fool me. I'm stupid anyway, and you think I'm easy to fool. Grab a pen and write. What are you doing there? Turning over and over."
"tidy"
"After a week of classes, what did you learn? Just how to talk back?"
Ms. Liao Shengnan patted her face with her hands, as if absorbing the essence from the mask.
"You really are getting worse the more you learn. If it weren't for me, you would have been ruined long ago. I wonder how your rank will improve.
"Put all the snacks in your cupboard in order. How much did you eat? You weren't given pocket money to spend like that. You should buy some exercise books. You've already finished these, why don't you buy new ones?
"What are you doing? Didn't I ask you to clean up these things?"
Yu Xia had just collected his stack of books and was standing in the room, looking at Ms. Liao Shengnan, a little at a loss.
"What are you daydreaming about? It's late and time to go to bed. Look how much time you've wasted."
She slammed the door and left.
…
Yu Xia turned around and continued doing what he had just been doing.
He has always been like this. If he makes even the slightest change, neither he nor Ms. Liao Shengnan will get used to it.
A week slipped away like that.
The learning environment in Class 1 is much better than that in Class 2. When Yu Xia first entered the classroom, it was very quiet.
Then it exploded when it came in.
"Wow wow wow!! Handsome guy!" Several girls have already started chattering with their deskmate with their hands clasped together.
“…”
Yu Xia looked for an empty seat in the classroom. Then, he saw the boy he had seen last time.
There was an empty seat there.
Yu Xia blocked out the noise that hit his ears, walked silently to the seat and sat down.
Xu An took a black water-based pen and scribbled on the draft book. He looked up at the new classmate and new deskmate he met for the second time, then lowered his head again, holding the water-based pen and drawing a draft figure on the paper.
Many people turned around to look at the place where the two of them were. Yu Xia probably didn't expect that she would have to endure such gazes at the beginning of the school year, and again a week after school started.
I have a slight headache.
The bell for class rang suddenly, and their math teacher Xiao Yi pushed open the door on time and glanced in their direction.
"New students are here, right? Sure, that seat is perfect for you."
"Boss, why didn't you tell me earlier? There's such a handsome guy coming to our class."
"Zhou Yanxu, I think your family is a good place to wholesale transparent tape. With a mouth like yours, even 8 bottles of transparent tape might not be enough to stick to it."
There was laughter from the audience below the podium.
"Okay, that's it. Yu Xia got into our class with a score of 704, you probably all know that."
She turned off her phone and looked up, then greeted Yu Xia and asked him to introduce himself.
"Yes, Yu Xia."
"No more?"
"Is there anything else you need?"
Boss Xiao's headache awakened Yu Xia's conscience.
"Boy."
Forget it, it doesn’t matter if I don’t have a conscience.
Yu Xia sat back in that seat. Unlike Class 2, Class 1 didn't stare at him throughout the entire class. He glanced at him, probably thinking they were going to ask him questions after class, and then continued listening to the class.
He took two papers from his schoolbag and placed them on the desk, turning a water-based pen in his hand.
Yu Xia glanced at her deskmate. He had already put away his sketchbook when Yu Xia introduced herself, and was leaning on his hand to listen to the teacher's lecture.
The two of them sat close together, and Yu Xia could see a line of handwriting on the title of the test paper, written in a rather sloppy yet somewhat unrestrained manner. Next to it was a red, eye-catching score: 147
Xu An, Class 1, Grade 12.
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