Chapter 43 "The Seat."
Chapter 43 "The Seat."
"Okay." Song Boyang agreed readily, and he was not polite with Zhou Chiyu. He would be a fool to refuse if he could prostitute the front seat for nothing.
After thinking for a while, he said, "However, it's not good to always ask you to occupy a seat for me."
Song Boyang suggested, "Take turns."
Zhou Chiyu seemed to be smiling, "Okay."
At this time, the image of Mr. Jiang miserably walking towards the last row just now popped up in his mind, Song Boyang was silent for a few seconds, and asked again: "By the way, when you help to occupy seats, can you occupy two?" ?”
"I guess Mr. Jiang also wants to sit in front."
By the way, I improved the plan just now, "The three of us take turns to occupy the seats."
Zhou Chiyu was stunned for a moment, and then slowly restrained his sporadic smiles.
He turned his eyes away from Song Boyang alone, picked up the black gel pen on the table, held it tightly, and lowered his head as if he was about to do a question, so that people couldn't see his expression clearly.
Song Boyang thought that Zhou Chiyu was still thinking about it, so he chased after him and asked, "Huh? Is it okay?"
Song Boyang: "If it's too troublesome, forget it."
"Yes." Zhou Chiyu said with his head down.
Soon, the class bell rang, and a teacher walked in with teaching aids.
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The competition class does not have classes every evening self-study, but three times a week, on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.
During the break of the first class, Song Boyang, Zhou Chiyu, and Jiang Jun discussed the seat occupancy plan in detail. There were exactly three people, and one person was in charge of the day. Zhou Chiyu was assigned to Friday, and the second class coincided with Friday. The task of occupying the seat fell gloriously on Zhou Chiyu.
Zhou Chiyu occupied three consecutive seats.
Song Boyang and Jiang Jun walked into the lecture theater at the point where the class bell rang very reassuringly and leisurely, and soon found Zhou Chiyu in the first row.
Song Boyang asked Zhou Chiyu: "Which seats are you occupying?"
Zhou Chiyu pointed to three consecutive seats on his left and right. Zhou Chiyu sat in the second seat, which just separated Song Boyang from Jiang Jun.
He emphasized it calmly, "I prefer to sit in the middle."
This position made it extremely inconvenient for Mr. Jiang to gossip with Song Boyang in class, and even passing a note had to go through Zhou Chiyu's nose.
Tonight's two classes have only finished one, and 10 minutes after class, Jiang Jun tried to discuss with Zhou Chiyu, "Boss Zhou, look, can we change seats? I just happened to have something to say with Brother Song."
Before Zhou Chiyu could speak, Song Boyang had already turned back, "Okay, okay, if there is something important, do you have to change seats now? Can you just go back to class?"
And pretended to be reprimanding the other party, "I'm already grateful for someone taking a seat for you, don't pick it."
Jiang Jun ignored Song Boyang, turned his head to look at Zhou Chiyu, trying to make a final struggle, "Boss Zhou hasn't said that he agrees or disagrees yet, Brother Song, what are you talking about."
Then he asked Zhou Chiyu with a smile, "Boss Zhou, what do you think?"
Zhou Chiyu: "I think what Brother Song said makes sense."
Jun Jiang: "..."
Song Boyang on the side keenly caught the key words in the other party's words, as if he had discovered a new world, he said excitedly: "You call me Brother Song? You also call me Brother Song? Can you call me again?"
Only then did Zhou Chiyu realize what a "strange" title he had just said, turned his head to look at Song Boyang, stared at him, and remained silent for a few seconds, "Do you dare to agree to my calling?"
After thinking about it, I added, "But I don't mind if you call me Brother Zhou."
"Fuck."
Song Boyang immediately thought of King Yinjiao holding a purple gold gourd in Journey to the West, but Zhou Chiyu was much more beautiful than King Yinjiao.
He laughed loudly, and said to Zhou Chiyu, "It's impossible to think beautifully."
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Two weeks later, almost mid-November, the competition class ushered in the first round of internal selection, aiming to eliminate half of the class.The exam is scheduled on Saturday, and the Academic Affairs Office always likes to use the holiday time to take exams, hold sports games, cultural evenings, etc., and is already very proficient.
When Zhou Chiyu went to the examination room, he didn’t put a large bag of stationery in a transparent bag. Instead, he put two black pens, a painted pencil and an eraser in his school uniform trouser pocket. certificate.
He didn't even bring a ruler, because the student ID card can be used as a ruler.
Not to mention the review materials, I am sleeping in the desk drawer at the moment.
Outside the examination room, Song Boyang and Jiang Jun held the teaching aids for mathematics competitions bought online with a lot of money, and began to frantically repeat and memorize various formulas and conclusions.
"Zhouchiyu!"
Seeing Zhou Chiyu from the corner of the eye, Song Boyang greeted him.
Zhou Chiyu also walked slowly to Song Boyang's side.
Jiang Jun glanced at Zhou Chiyu's empty hands, and then at his empty back, he couldn't help being shocked, "Zhou Chiyu, you...have nothing with you?"
Zhou Chiyu silently took out three pens and an eraser from his pocket, gave Jiang Jun a look, and took them back, "I brought the necessary supplies for the exam."
"Fuck." Jiang Jun admired, "You are a big brother."
"Big brother, what?" The drowsiness surfaced again at this time, Zhou Chiyu rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I reviewed until 12:30 last night, I really don't want to watch it this morning, I feel that the second one should be It's not that difficult."
Jiang Jun: ... Isn't this a boss?
Song Boyang seemed to see a life-saving straw, and pointed to the after-school exercises of the teaching assistant, "Zhou Chiyu, please help me to see how to solve this inequality proof! I suddenly can't figure it out!"
Zhou Chiyu leaned forward to take a look. After a few seconds, he said, "It should be Cauchy's inequality plus sorting inequality."
He added: "But I can't guarantee that it will be calculated, I just will try this method first."
Song Boyang and Jiang Jun immediately felt a deep sense of crisis, and both felt that they were turned into scumbags in front of Zhou Chiyu.
Soon, the invigilator arrived, and the students entered the examination room one after another, preparing for a life-and-death contest with mathematics.
When they came out, regardless of AO, male or female, the students were united like never before, cursing at this highly differentiated paper.
"What kind of shit paper is this?"
"Fuck, I think the last question is beyond the outline."
"I fucking got stuck from the second question all the way to the last question."
Zhou Chiyu waited in the corridor for a while, and sure enough, he was waiting for Song Boyang.Mr. Jiang should be home for dinner at noon, so for Zhou Chiyu, this is a rare opportunity.
So Zhou Chiyu asked, "Shall we go to the cafeteria together?"
"You haven't left yet?"
Song Boyang was about to promise Zhou Chiyu when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He looked around to find the source of the voice, and soon saw Sun Huiyun's face.
I don't know what to do with myself, and there is a high probability that it will not be a good thing.
Sun Huiyun said to Song Boyang: "Come to my office."
Song Boyang: "Okay."
When passing by Zhou Chiyu, Song Boyang blinked at Zhou Chiyu, "Let's go together, you wait for me."
Ten minutes later, Zhou Chiyu waited until Song Boyang came out of Sun Huiyun's office.
The two walked down the stairs together. On the way, Zhou Chiyu asked, "What does Sun Huiyun want from you? If it's convenient for you to tell me."
Speaking of this, Song Boyang's eyebrows began to tangle together. He felt that he was one head and two big. , "I'm just a big grievance, a pure big grievance."
Zhou Chiyu frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
"Sun Huiyun asked me to change seats and sit with Fang Wenze." Song Boyang couldn't hold back a curse word after finishing speaking.
The author says:
This chapter has been replaced by the whole chapter, so it is normal that the comments and the plot do not match
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