No one could answer Erpang's questions.
The days of study pass by slowly and quickly, and the first monthly exam for the third year of high school is coming in a flash.
The classroom was filled with cries of grief.
Student A: "What should I do? What should I do? Have you figured out the last big question?"
Student A: "Is the teacher who sets the test a human being? Is it necessary to make the first monthly exam of the senior year so heavy-handed and so powerful?"
Student B: “Huh?”
A classmate who was staring at a certain place in the classroom in a daze was grabbed by the hand by her good friend with a ferocious face and screaming.
Turning to look at people, his eyes were wet, pure and confused.
Student B: “Huh?”
Student B: “What did you say?”
The good friend was about to complain, but she took the initiative and held his hand.
Sharing secret and rare news, he quietly lowered his head and whispered it in her ear.
Student B: “Did you notice?”
A classmate who failed to complain and was instead asked to share private information was full of questions.
Student A: “Huh?”
What did she find? She found nothing.
What she could foresee at the moment was a decline in her test ranking.
The ferocious faces of my dear parents are accompanied by the impending nightmare of the big stick education.
Just imagining a poor senior high school student with trembling shoulders.
It doesn’t matter if there is no response, said a classmate who was excited to share.
Student B: "The school bully hasn't dared to approach the school beauty's table for several days. Could it be that they had a fight?"
She guessed.
Student A didn't want to get beaten anymore, so he waved his hand and retorted without thinking.
"How is that possible? The school bully is so charming, and our school beauty can't get rid of him even if we hit or scold him. You said they are in a cold war, that's a joke, I don't believe it."
Student A said he didn't believe it, but after that day his eyes were very honest.
Take it to Yuer's place when you have time.
Even after the results and rankings came out a few days later, the expected husband and wife mixed doubles did not extinguish the little flame of her secret observation.
How should I put it? Although I don’t want to admit it, there is a saying that goes, “Hearing is believing, seeing is believing.”
After careful observation and verification, she...she came to a bold conclusion.
The school bully, the school bully in their class is actually avoiding the school belle, this is a pure joke.
Their school beauties are so beautiful that they are unmatched in the world.
Looking around the whole class, who doesn’t want to be the school belle’s bootlicker?
Xie Huaijun had the right time, place and people.
He is in such a good position, but he doesn't know how to appreciate it. Instead of trying to please others, he unilaterally starts a cold war and shows his displeasure.
Who gave him the face!
Student A had a ferocious look of jealousy and envy, and clenched his fists tightly.
There was more than one person in the class who was jealous, angry and envious.
Xie Huaijun's abnormal behavior lasted for several days. Not only did his classmates notice that something was wrong, but his two brothers at home also reacted.
That night, after the brothers finished their meal, they watched their beloved sister go upstairs to study.
Be patient until the little girl enters the corner corridor.
Xie Huaijun, who restrained his instinct and dared not glance upstairs, raised his eyes and was caught off guard by two pairs of eyes looking at him.
Before he could react, his two brothers grabbed his arms and flew him into the study downstairs. His feet had just touched the ground.
Xie Huaizhen: "To be honest, what's wrong with you again?"
He folded his arms across his chest, his expression impassive.
Xie Huaiming: "Bullying my sister has improved me."
Breathing out of the nostrils, snorting coldly
Xie Huaijun, with a face full of questions, faced his brother who was on trial in three courts and had neither nose nor eyes on either side of the desk.
His confused "Huh?" showed his bewilderment.
After I realized what was happening, I blurted out something with a bad feeling in my heart.
"So my sister is my biological sister, but my biological brother has become a weed on the side of the road that no one cares about."
As soon as he finished speaking, he received knowing looks from both sides.
Xie Huaijun was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was so angry that he had to argue with his two brothers.
"What kind of trouble are you looking for? When did I ever bully my sister? You're just talking nonsense and making up rumors."
He walked across the desk and took two or three steps to approach his stubborn brother who was standing with his neck stiff.
He had something to say to Xie Huaizhen, who had walked back and forth two or three times.
"How can a brother have such a sullen face every day? Who owes you anything? Your sister is right there, and you haven't even smiled once."
Xie Huaijun sneered: "So you think I'm just a jokester. Is it a sin not to laugh?"
Xie Huaiming ignored the two brothers who were arguing with each other. He pulled out a chair and sat on it leisurely.
He crossed his legs and watched the show, occasionally standing by to help the eldest brother and hold the mistress back.
The main reason is that the mistress has a weird personality.
Both brothers knew that their younger brother liked someone, and he just liked to rush forward to show his presence when he had nothing to do.
It has been several days now, and the young man dares not look at his sister every day, and his words and actions are often evasive.
My sister is a nonchalant person.
As brothers, they have no choice but to take better care of them.
My younger brother stood with a stiff neck and an awkward look on his face, as if he didn't recognize me.
The brother sighed silently and waved his hand, signaling him to get out.
As soon as Xie Huaijun walked out the door, Xie Huaizhen heard his second brother's cold laughter behind him, and he turned around.
"Just wait. If you keep your mouth shut now, he'll cry someday. Don't come crying and beg us then."
Xie Huaijun had already walked away and could not hear his second brother's sarcasm.
The young man did not go upstairs, but turned around and went to the kitchen as if he was familiar with the place.
Open the refrigerator, take out the milk, pour it into a cup, and put it directly into the microwave to heat it.
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