Xu Zhi clenched his fist and angrily slammed it against his leg.
In the last exam, Liu Feng and Wang Juan both scored higher than him, which made him feel extremely embarrassed. He had boasted to his family that he would definitely become the class monitor.
Now, that goal seems even further away from him.
He secretly made up his mind: he must surpass Liu Feng and Wang Juan in the next exam and reclaim the glory that belongs to him.
Standing on the podium, Teacher Li solemnly addressed the entire class: "Each of you should learn from Wang Juan and Liu Feng. I often see them discussing problems and learning from each other after class."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over every young face below the podium, and continued, "And what about you? Don't just think about playing; put your mind to your studies. If you don't understand something, ask your deskmate or classmates for help. Only by constantly striving can you achieve better results."
Below the podium, Xu Zhi looked grim, while other students who hadn't achieved ideal results lowered their heads, either reflecting on their learning attitude or secretly resolving to work harder.
Liu Feng glanced at Wang Juan and saw that her eyes were full of joy, so he couldn't help but smile.
Children of this age are easily moved by praise from their teachers.
After class, Liu Feng asked Wang Juan softly, "Are you disappointed that I became the class monitor?"
He wanted to know Wang Juan's opinion on the matter.
Wang Juan looked up, smiled, and shook her head: "I'm not disappointed, as long as Xu Zhi isn't the class monitor. He's too arrogant and always looks down on us. Before you came, when we asked him math questions, he wouldn't even bother to answer us."
Liu Feng nodded, his impression of Xu Zhi was somewhat poor.
As a class monitor, academic performance is important, but even more important is having a spirit of tolerance and helping others.
Wang Juan thought for a moment, then asked curiously, "Liu Feng, were you deliberately letting me win? With your grades, you should have been able to do better."
During the time she sat next to Liu Feng, she gained a deep understanding of Liu Feng's learning abilities.
No matter what question she asked, Liu Feng could answer it easily, which made her admire him even more.
Liu Feng smiled at her but did not answer directly.
He knew that sometimes excessive modesty could come across as hypocritical, while direct boasting could make people uncomfortable.
When Wang Juan saw that he didn't speak, she pretended to be angry and stamped several "little bear cartoon stamps" on his math textbook.
This was just a little joke between them, and Liu Feng let her do as she pleased, a indulgent smile on his face.
"Here, take this!" After playing with it for a while, Wang Juan placed the little bear cartoon print in Liu Feng's hand.
Liu Feng took the "Little Bear Cartoon Print" and felt a moment of disorientation.
Memories of his past life surfaced involuntarily. He remembered sitting next to this girl back then, and she often gave Liu Feng small gifts.
In Liu Feng's heart, Wang Juan was like a little princess, while he himself was like a lucky little beggar.
Whenever his ballpoint pen ran out of ink, Wang Juan would always lend him her own pen.
Although she also has a spoiled side, she would draw a "38th parallel" on her desk to prevent Liu Feng from crossing the line, but she herself could never help but squeeze over to Liu Feng's side again and again.
"get out of class is over, how about I take you shopping?" Liu Feng looked at the teacher's back on the podium, then turned back to Wang Juan with a smile.
"Okay!" Wang Juan's cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of joy.
As soon as the bell rang, the two eagerly packed their books and ran towards the school gate together.
At the school gate, an elderly woman set up a small stall, displaying a dazzling array of trinkets that gleamed in the sunlight.
"Young man, young woman, look at my box! It has everything you could want. I guarantee you'll love it!" the old lady greeted them warmly.
Liu Feng glanced around the stall, then suddenly a thought struck him, and he asked, "Grandma, do you have spicy strips?"
"Spicy strips?" The old lady frowned slightly and shook her head. "What are those? I have sugar figurines, windmills, and rubber bands, but I don't have the spicy strips you're talking about."
At this time, there were no spicy strips yet?
Liu Feng felt a pang of disappointment. He remembered that spicy strips only became popular on campus when he was in junior high school.
He silently made a mental note of it, then turned to Wang Juan and asked, "Wang Juan, which one do you like? I'll buy it for you."
Wang Juan was happily squatting down, picking and choosing items at the stall.
Finally, she glanced at Liu Feng, took only two pieces of bubble gum, and gave Liu Feng a dime.
"Here, take this." Wang Juan handed Liu Feng a piece of chewing gum, then tore open the wrapper of another one and put it in her mouth.
With bubble gum in their mouths, the two walked back to the classroom together.
As soon as he entered the classroom, two people came to Liu Feng to ask him math questions: one was Yu Jingya, and the other was Liu Xiaoling.
"Yu Jingya, let me explain," Wang Juan said, stepping in front of Liu Feng as Yu Jingya approached.
"I'm looking for Liu Feng." Ignoring Wang Juan's obstruction, Yu Jingya walked straight to Liu Feng's other side and said, "Class monitor, I still didn't understand what the teacher said in class about this word problem. Could you explain it to me?"
When Wang Juan saw that Yu Jingya was ignoring her, she went directly to Liu Feng, and the bubble gum in her mouth suddenly stopped being sweet.
She said somewhat defiantly, "You don't appreciate kindness! I'll tell Liu Xiaoling."
After saying that, he turned around to explain the problem to Liu Xiaoling, and never looked at Liu Feng and Yu Jingya again.
The next class was Chinese. Ms. Hu walked into the classroom, her gaze swept over the whole class, and then landed on Wang Juan and Liu Feng.
She smiled and nodded, expressing her approval of the two: "Wang Juan and Liu Feng both achieved excellent results in this exam, especially in the essay section, which was very well written and is worth learning from."
Hearing the teacher's praise, Wang Juan became happy again.
She turned to look at Liu Feng, a hint of smugness and pride flashing in her eyes.
Feeling pleased with herself, she took out a brand-new five-cent coin from her pocket, placed it under the blank space in Liu Feng's Chinese textbook, and began to carefully trace it with a pencil.
Soon, the image of the coin became clearly visible.
"Is it pretty?" Wang Juan proudly showed her work to Liu Feng.
In the Chinese class, Wang Juan seemed particularly active, often raising her hand to speak, and was a bit unruly, but Teacher Hu seemed to be quite tolerant of her.
"It looks great!" Liu Feng whispered back when Teacher Hu wasn't paying attention to them.
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