Chapter 165 The hot breath in the ringing sound
Ringing ringing, the first period of evening self-study is over.
Li Hua stood up impatiently, wanting to see where the transcript had been sent. He doesn't want to monopolize it either. He just wants to take it to the office to make a few copies and keep it for later reading.
I am so anxious that I am spiraling into the sky.
I wish I could hold a first-hand copy of the transcript and kiss it for a few times, and look forward to attending the three-quarter evening self-study. Don't do anything, just look at their results one by one.
Wai Ri, just thinking about it makes me feel so happy.
Li Hua couldn’t hold it in anymore and shouted.
"Whose registration form is there?"
Hearing this, Jiang Nian looked at the impetuous Li Hua with a pair of dead fish eyes. I really want to steal his science scores, even if he gets a perfect score in English, it doesn't matter.
“Hua, I will always watch you silently.”
In science classes, math and physics scores are generally really difficult. There was a feeling of powerlessness, and she could only huddle in a damp corner and stare at Li Hua fiercely.
"What's the matter?" Li Hua looked at Jiang Nian's mantra of pretending to be dead and said crookedly, "Child, can hatred make you strong?"
Jiang Nian put his head on his hands and yawned, looking unconcerned.
"I spit on the English test paper, and I got seventy points."
"Fuck you, damn you." Li Hua almost breathed out. He remembered that Qianbao asked him to get ninety points, "Fuck, I won't play with you anymore."
"Hahaha." Jiang Nian grinned.
Li Hua loves to show off every time. A child who screams after having his lungs stabbed is a silly child who drools even after being cured.
After Li Hua left, Zhang Ningzhi stood up and seemed ready to go out. So Jiang Nian brought a chair forward to make room for her.
Suddenly, he felt there was no movement behind him, and he couldn't help but turn his head in confusion.
"Aren't you going out?"
Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be thinking, and the next second his face tightened and he said seriously.
“Beibei asked you to get out.”
“Huh?” Jiang Nian was confused.
I understand, you have a friend named Huang Beibei, right?
This tone is very much like looking for someone to go out for a duel.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with a duel, but if you can duel with Zhi Zhi, the world will be brighter. After all, they are all to promote fertility. No, they are all to promote academic progress.
Jiang Nian didn’t know why Zhang Ningzhi used the code word, but he still responded within a second.
"Okay, I'll go out first."
"Okay." Zhang Ningzhi nodded and said seriously, "Hurry up, Beibei said."
In fact, I have a stand-in son named Li Hua who wants to say yes.
Jiang Nian walked out, thinking who was he hiding from? A group also needs to write code words, it should just be to talk about something outside the classroom.
The group is very normal, except for Zeng You who occasionally raises the corners of his mouth while reading novels and letting out silly smiles, and Wu Jungu is like the male protagonist of youth pain literature who works hard to study.
The bitch Li Hua has left, and Fangfang has been silently doing the questions. First, exclude Zhizhi, so who do you need to hide? Myself?
He couldn’t figure it out. After waiting at the door for a while, he turned around and saw Zhang Ningzhi coming out. Just as he was about to step forward to say hello, he found Zhang Ningzhi walking towards the end of the corridor.
Jiang was stunned for a moment and followed immediately.
There are only ten minutes between self-study classes in the evening. To be honest, the time is not enough. A third of it has been wasted, and I really want to hear what Baby Zhizhi wants to say.
Could it be that.
Needless to say, it’s at the water dispenser in the corridor.
Zhang Ningzhi stood there and waited for a while, looked back at him, and then continued walking up the stairs.
The top is on the fifth floor, and no one knows their liberal arts class. Sometimes there is no need to go to a place where no one is around for a conversation. The same goes for finding a place where no one knows the two of you.
In the corridor on the fifth floor, the two of them stood side by side, half of the ten minutes between classes had passed.
“Huang Beibei, what’s wrong?”
Zhang Ningzhi choked on her words and her face turned red.
“I’m not.”
Jiang Nian didn’t say anything similar, [Then you call me out and you can say what you want to say, right? ] words. It was a bit too boring, so I changed the wording.
“You want to say that, right?”
Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi was stunned and blinked.
“What is it?”
Does your mother agree to our marriage?
“So you’re going to cut off my drink?” Jiang Nian lamented, “I really need this drink, and I’m willing to do anything.”
“It’s not because of this!” Zhang Ningzhi retorted, her face a little hot.
Maybe you can take the opportunity to blackmail him, no, no, no, you can’t do this kind of thing! It's all because he said some weird things all day long, and he himself became weird.
“Oh, tell me.” Jiang Nian became serious.
“You don’t have to be so serious, I just have something to say to you.” Zhang Ningzhi bit her lower lip instinctively, her face already starting to feel hot.
Jiang Nian touched his pocket and found that it was broken and he didn’t bring his ID card.
“You tell me.”
Although Zhang Ningzhi didn’t know why he suddenly became depressed, she was highly nervous now and could only speak according to the draft she had written in advance.
"This exam is more difficult. The review book for senior high school. It's like sailing against the current. If you don't care about other subjects, you will slowly fall."
"Huh?" Jiang Nian suddenly realized that he was analyzing the test results. "I don't pay much attention to Chinese. More than 100 points is actually quite high."
"If you make The article is correct, and it’s already 600%.” Zhang Ningzhi showed a “you’ve made a lot of progress.”
“What about you?”
"I was super nervous during the exam, and then..."
He nodded, "Teacher Zhizhi, is this your secret book?"
"What. I'm not, don't call me such a weird name." Zhang Ningzhi's face turned red, and the manuscript he had typed was shaken by the impact of the four words "Teacher Zhizhi".
I wish I could cover my face with my hands, but my shyness still overflows from my fingers.
Huh? Why does it feel weird?
Forget it.
Jiang Nian nodded and said meaninglessly, "Okay."
One sentence put the pressure back on her.
“If you really want to say it, the math this time is actually quite simple.” Zhang Ningzhi said something that was consistent with her grades. Before she could finish speaking, the class bell rang.
Ring, ring, ring! ! !
“I think next time I just need to review carefully and not fall behind in every subject!” Zhang Ningzhi tiptoed close to him in the crowded corridor on the fifth floor.
The fragrance on her body is the kind of warm floral fragrance evaporated by body temperature, which can only be smelled if she is close.
Amidst the harsh ringing of the bell, the corridors were filled with people returning to class. A little further away from them was the brightly lit corridor of the liberal arts class.
The girl’s breath was almost close to his ear, hot and rapid.
“Next time, I will definitely get a higher score!”
In the class, Jiang Nian glanced at his deskmate.
Zhang Ningzhi buried his head in writing the question, his face almost touching the table. The stacked bookshelves completely obscured her face, revealing a reddish ear.
To be precise, it is only the shape of the pinna a little above the ear.
Jiang Nian was not shy, but Zhang Ningzhi made him shy. Going downstairs from the fifth floor against the flow of people, I kept this posture after returning to class.
Hmm. Where do you put your ID card?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!! Tao Ran Chinese Language 137." Li Hua held a copy of the score registration form. The remaining warmth had not dissipated, and he couldn't help but shake his head with emotion.
"Nian, do you think this is a score that a person can get? Could his ancestor really be Tao Yuanming?"
Jiang Nian glanced at him, and the comparison happened again.
In the next three periods of evening self-study, the following story can already be predicted. First, look at the students with the highest scores in each subject and pick them out one by one for evaluation.
Look at your own results and compare them.
Look at Brother B’s results.
"Dong Wensong is not good either. He has English 102. He usually screams death there." Li Huarui commented, "I didn't know, I thought there was an exchange student Xiao Xiba in the class."
"An authentic accent, I have been beaten on the streets of Guangzhou for three years."
p>“Hey, Nian, that’s not right.” Li Hua patted Jiang Nian and pulled him over, “Look at that idiot, how did he get 125 in English?”
Jiang Nian took a look and saw that Squirtle’s English score was indeed not normal. But after glancing at the total score, it was 545. This score didn’t seem too strange.
Looking carefully, I got 95 in Chinese, and I failed the test.
60 in comprehensive science and biology, 85 in chemistry, and 55 in physics. What’s even more strange is that I got 80 in Chemistry, but what score did I get in other subjects like Physics?
“It’s quite strange. Did he spend all his time on chemistry?” Jiang Nian asked.
Li Hua shook his head, "I'll take a look."
The other side.
In the third group, Sun Zhicheng turned back for the nth time.
"No, why hasn't it been sent over yet?"
The back desk glanced at him, "The score registration form is at Yang Qiming's. If you are anxious, you can go and get it directly."
Sun Zhicheng: "."
Huang Cailang’s test scores were average and he didn’t want to see the score sheet.
His deskmate Yang Qiming did well in the exam and was looking at the original score registration form carefully. Look at your own first, and then look at the results of your ex-brother Lin Dong.
First, I feel sad and miss the past.
Then he took a closer look at the grades of other roommates and looked at the people in the class who he didn't deal with. To be precise, it was Brother B Dong Wensong. I saw that he failed in the exam.
Yang Qiming suddenly felt another burst of unexpected ecstasy, feeling as comfortable as reading a refreshing article.
“Cailang, I did the math. If I add in all the points that shouldn’t be lost, I can be ranked first. Damn it, I’ll be among the top five in the class.”
Sun Zhicheng waited for half a class and finally got the score registration form. Before I even took a second look, I looked up and saw someone from the next group looking over.
Although I didn’t say anything, the meaning is self-evident.
Seeing this, Sun Zhicheng frowned.
I lowered my head and glanced at the transcript I finally got. I couldn’t see if I could see someone for a few minutes. How can I hand it over to others if I haven't fully appreciated it myself?
Gritting his teeth and becoming fierce, he got up and went to the toilet with his report card.
Next is the evening self-study in the second period.
Li Hua-Conan was still analyzing Squirtle's results. He also dug out Yu Tongjie's score sheets for his promotion and previous weekly tests, and copied them all down with a pen.
It can be seen that Li Hua is really idle and really hates Squirtle.
He was waiting to hear Li Hua’s analysis results and was about to lie down and take a nap when someone called out at the door.
“Jiang Nian, someone is looking for you.”
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