Class 1 of Grade 1 was on the sixth floor. When Song Yu and Ma Xiaoding entered, the classroom was already full of people.
This class was introduced in "Gentle Control". The students were either top-notch in academics or rich and noble.
Many of them have known each other since junior high school. When they sit together, the girls are dressed brightly and the boys are also wearing branded clothes.
You can tell people apart at a glance by looking at their temperament and clothes.
Those students who were admitted based on their grades mostly sat in the corner, with a thick stack of books on their desks before school started. They wore glasses, their clothes were clean but simple, and they looked a little restrained and awkward, seeming a bit out of place in the lively environment.
Ma Xiaoding is very famous in Experimental Middle School. He is a troublemaker and many people know him.
Now seeing him following behind a good-looking boy, the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became a little subtle.
Song Yu looked around and saw the book that Xie Sui had told him about, by the window in the back row of the classroom, but he was not there.
Song Yu took a look and said, "Sit there."
"No problem, I'll listen to Brother Yu."
Ma Xiaoding was asked by his father to follow Song Yu at all times.
And he quite liked Song Yu—her background was better than anyone he had ever known, but she didn't put on airs at all. He is wholeheartedly focused on studying. He is truly a hard-working and diligent rich second-generation. I give a thumbs up to Brother Yu.
Many girls in the classroom looked over here, exchanged glances, and chatted with their sisters on their phones.
【What day is today? A romantic encounter at the beginning of school? The second one, right? 】
[Oh wow, let’s be frank, sister, I want to date him. 】
[Which one?] 】
【where! one! indivual! I! All! Can! by! The one in front of me almost broke my legs when he came in, and he is my husband. The one behind me is so handsome that I am blinded by him, and he is my best male friend. I think it’s okay [grin]]
[You must be daydreaming.] Wake up. No matter what, you have to give me one [funny]]
[No, wait, the position where handsome guy number two is sitting is a bit strange. 】
[Wow!] He sat next to handsome guy number one! 】
[I have made my sisters perfect, hehe, the man I can't get, no other woman can get him either. Handsome guys should be with handsome guys. 】
[You trashy fujoshi, get out of the chat group, you're going to be kicked out [刀][刀][刀]]
[Men in real life are so hypocritical.] Why not join me in loving Brother Yu and have a one-on-one online romance where you are a scumbag and I am blind [manual dog head]]
[You are a scumbag and I am blind all alone, hhhhhhhh, it’s me, Brother Yu]
[Brother Yu: Come on, sister, I won’t be fooled by you.jpg]
"Scumbag Yu Ge" now stepped over Xie Sui's seat and sat by the window.
The seat in the middle back, against the wall, was the VIP position for poor students when he was studying.
Sleeping in class and playing with mobile phone during evening study, the right time, right place and right people.
Ma Xiaoding naturally followed him, full of curiosity and anticipation for the new environment.
He was eager to make a move and greeted his deskmate enthusiastically, "Hi."
The little boy with a flat head and black-framed glasses: "..."
Damn, isn’t this the school bully from their experimental middle school?
The boy's hand holding the thermos cup trembled, and he wanted to cry but couldn't: "Ma... Hello, Brother Ma."
Ma Xiaoding was overjoyed and just wanted to get along well with his deskmate: "No, no, no, good brother, don't be so formal. Just call me Xiaoding."
The little boy was inconsolable: "Hello, Brother Ma."
After Song Yu sat down, he felt very peaceful.
Now his mind is full of Mr. Song’s “monthly exam appointment”, and no matter how messy the surroundings are, it can’t disturb his concentration on studying. Take out the test paper, take out the pen, and continue to fight with sin, cos, tan, and cot, the two brothers.
For a moment, the classroom was suddenly quiet for a few seconds, for the handsome boy who was writing furiously by the window during the first evening self-study session.
The light flowed on his face, bringing with it a gentle halo, like a filter.
Xie Sui came back from the office with a stack of manuscripts, and saw Song Yu's profile sitting next to him, quietly doing his homework.
Her long eyelashes drooped, her skin was dazzlingly white, and she was holding a pen, thinking hard.
So well-behaved...it makes people feel itchy.
Xie Sui's dark eyes narrowed. He stayed in Jingcheng and lived a peaceful life as a high school student. In a sense, Song Yu's existence was half of the reason.
He took a long step and placed the speech on the table.
Song Yu noticed the movement and looked up: "You are finally back."
Xie Sui paused with his fingers pressed on the table and smiled faintly: "Yeah."
Song Yu handed the paper in his hand to him, "Quick, tell me why this angle is 135 degrees."
Xie Sui: “…”
So as soon as he sat down, Song Yu couldn't wait to drag him into the world of high school trigonometric functions.
This was truly a novel experience for Mr. Xie, who graduated from a prestigious university in his previous life and came back to directly take charge of the Xie Group.
He took the pen silently under Song Yu's eager eyes, thought for a moment, and smiled meaningfully: "Song Yu, I haven't explained the questions to others like this for a long time."
Or rather, never.
Song Yu thought, I understand, I understand your tragic past. But now what's important is why this angle is equal to 135 degrees.
"Why don't you take a look at my calculation first? No matter how I calculate it, it's always 45 degrees."
As soon as he got close, I could smell an indescribable smell, fresh and clean, like shampoo.
Xie Sui took the pen and was stunned.
He had no experience in giving lectures, so he could only treat Song Yu as an opponent at the negotiation table.
After taking a look at Song Yu's problem-solving process, I felt that -
This opponent is more difficult than ever before :)
"Is this a formula you created yourself?"
"What a great idea, no normal person would dare to think that way."
"Did you really go to junior high school?"
The boy's voice was cold and careless, and it pierced my heart like an arrow.
Song Yu: “…”
day!
He is no longer the obedient and shy boy in Linshui!
Xie Sui looked at Song Yu with his eyes drooping and an obviously depressed expression. He was stunned for a moment, adjusted his tone, and said, "But it's not completely useless."
Song Yu moved his ears, and his self-confidence, which had been hit hard, revived slightly.
Xie Sui said, "At least your solution has stepped on all the traps in this question, which is quite rare."
Song Yu couldn't stand it any longer. He put his hands on the table and said in a rage of incompetence from a poor student: "I just want you to tell me why it's 135 degrees! Can you tell me the key point?"
Xie Sui curled his lips, put away his evil thoughts, and wrote three lines of formulas on the test paper with a pen.
"That's it. 135 degrees."
Song Yu's anger at being a poor student quickly faded. An Jing took the test paper and really did the calculations with the data herself.
Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen, who were sitting behind them, had their eyes widened and their jaws almost dropped.
After a conversation with the former junior high school bully, Xi Bowen was no longer so reserved and asked, "Does your brother Yu love studying so much?"
Ma Xiaoding was surprised by the atmosphere between Xie Sui and Song Yu. He was not surprised that Song Yu loved studying. He murmured, "That's right. Brother Yu is the man who goes to buy textbooks as soon as he arrives in Jingcheng."
Xi Bowen's eyes lit up: "Wow! Brother Yu must be a top student in City A."
Song Yu finally calculated 135, and it was perfect.
When his mood improved, he heard someone talking about him from behind. He turned the pen around and said calmly, "What else did you say about me?"
Ma Xiaoding immediately exposed his deskmate: "He said you must be a top student in City A."
Song Yu pulled the corner of his lip. He felt ashamed to be a top student with 350 points.
But her eyes were shining with admiration for the little boy Xi Bowen.
Song Yu sighed inwardly. Brother Yu, who always prefers to lose in battle than in combat, took it first.
"It's OK. I didn't even get over 800 in the high school entrance exam. I'm not a top student."
Ma Xiaoding: “Wow!!!”
Xi Bowen: “Wow!!!”
Xie Sui raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile.
Not even eight hundred yet.
Did you score 400 in the high school entrance exam, Yu Yu?
Xi Bowen's nickname in junior high school was "nerd". He naturally admired those who were good at studying. His face flushed with excitement: "City A has the same full score as us, 850, right? Brother Yu, you are amazing! How much difference? More than 780?"
Song Yu coughed: "Almost. Don't mention it, it's all sad."
Ma Xiaoding was also very interested: "Brother Yu, how much is 700?"
Song Yu: "I've already talked about sad things. I don't want to talk about it."
Almost eight hundred.
Don’t ask, if you ask, it’s just a little bit short!
Four hundred is still a little difference!
Xi Bowen sighed endlessly, thinking that this was the inner sorrow of the top student, and held his face with his hands: "So, Brother Yu, you came to Jingcheng to compete for the top ten in the city?"
Song Yu was addicted to pretending to be a top student. He leaned back, twirled his pen and smiled, "Not just the top ten, I want to be first."
Xi Bowen once again: "Wow!!!"
Although Ma Xiaoding trusted their young master very much, he still felt that the scene was too awkward. He pulled Song Yu's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Yu, don't speak so loudly. The number one in the city is right next to you."
Song Yu sneered, put away his pen, turned to Xie Sui and said, "I want to get first place in the city."
Xie Sui's peach blossom eyes curved, gentle and elegant: "Okay."
Song Yu: "I'm about to surpass you, are you afraid?"
Xie Sui followed suit and said calmly, "I'm afraid."
Before Xi Bowen could recover from the shock of finding that the number one in the city was sitting in front of him, he was already stunned by Song Yu's bold move.
Ma Xiaoding also said, "..."
Young master, are you being a little reckless?
When they were shocked and speechless.
Song Yu was already calm and composed.
"See? I told you to work hard. Even the city's No. 1 is scared. What about you?"
“…”
What else can Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen say?
“Scared, scared, scared, scared, scared.”
As long as you are happy, ancestor.
Also, why does he always feel that the relationship between his brother Yu and Xie Sui is so... Very strange! Talking about a topic is like talking about love!
Has the mind of this innocent little straight man become polluted?
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