Haze weather

Chapter 42 "Evidence."

Look at each other.

Song Boyang didn't speak for a while, and seemed a little dazed.

Zhou Chiyu still kept his head up, his dark brown eyes were also looking up, and his gaze was always on Song Boyang, "If you don't want to, forget it, and pretend I didn't say it."

"alright."

Song Boyang's Adam's apple moved, he said with a smile.

"It's pitiful to see you."

Zhou Chiyu's trip to the dormitory ended because Song Boyang was going to buy Youha candy.

Holding a long strip of green paper packaging, Zhou Chiyu felt that today's weather was really good, this fight was really worthwhile, and there was an unexpected harvest.

Adhering to the concept of eating up to two capsules a day, Zhou Chiyu did not tear off the outermost transparent wrapping paper during evening self-study, but occasionally took it out of his schoolbag to take a look. Repeated three times in class, as if there was something wrong with him.

In the second self-study class, Sun Huiyun came.

It's not just as simple as inspection. By the way, let's talk about the math competition.

"We will select two students from the school to participate in the provincial competition on behalf of the school. If the provincial competition can be passed, they can participate in the national competition. National awards are of great help to self-enrollment, so students can consider .The school encourages all students to participate, regardless of gender or accompanying gender."

"I have already handed over the registration form to monitor Song Boyang. The registration deadline will be tomorrow night. I will hand over the list to the Academic Affairs Office the day after tomorrow. The school will arrange teachers to guide students who register for the competition during the evening self-study period. The location is tentatively set at the lecture theater , the time is tentatively scheduled for evening self-study of the first and second lessons."

"For students who have struggled with textbook knowledge, I don't recommend signing up. It's a waste of time. Students who have spare time can try it, but no matter what, you can't waste basic knowledge for the sake of competition. After all, most of you still go. The road to the college entrance examination..."

After the second period, Zhou Chiyu went to the last row to find Song Boyang.

It was not easy to learn the knowledge in the first semester of the second year of high school. The students who came to Song Boyang to sign up could count on one hand, even though it was a key class.

Song Boyang handed the list to Zhou Chiyu, pointed to a blank space, "Write your name on this line."

Only then did Jiang Jun see the wound on Zhou Chiyu's face, "Why are you injured?!"

Zhou Chiyu: "I accidentally dropped it."

Jun Jiang: "Oh."

Song Boyang: ...Some people really believe it.

Zhou Chiyu left after filling out the form, Jiang Jun took the form from Song Boyang's desk, "Let me see how many people have signed up now..."

"Oh, why are there only five?"

Song Boyang said: "It is too time-consuming, and in most cases, the result is nothing. We are certainly no better than those students in other schools who have been preparing for the competition since the first year of high school."

After finishing speaking, he took out the registration form from Mr. Jiang and followed Zhou Chiyu to write his name.

Jiang Jun asked from the side: "Didn't you still struggle with it just now? You said that your strengths are Chinese and English, not mathematics. Why do you suddenly decide to sign up now?"

Song Boyang said vaguely: "Suddenly want to try again."

"Very good." Jiang Jun glanced at the registration form, "Fang Wenze has already signed up, we can't give up."

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At the end of October, the second monthly exam and the results of the second monthly exam were soon ushered in.

Song Boyang came back from Sun Huiyun's office and brought a ranking list for the monthly exam.

Back in the classroom, with trembling hearts, Song Baiyang and Jiang Jun learned their grades from the watch, and then they both wanted to see the number one in the class with a tacit understanding——

The first line of the ranking table is still Fang Wenze.

From the beginning to the end, there is no name of Zhou Chiyu.

Jun Jiang felt exasperated and funny, so he could only comfort himself, "I know, this time Zhou Chiyu scored higher than Fang Wenze in the exam, it's a good thing."

After picking a break, Song Boyang posted the ranking list on the class bulletin board.

When passing by the corridor outside the classroom, Song Boyang stopped by the large transparent glass window, and he happened to be able to see Zhou Chiyu from the window. He was concentrating on the problem with his head down. Song Boyang's gaze was relaxed and involuntary. The ground landed on the back of Zhou Chiyu's neck, and there was no barrier sticker left.

Generally speaking, the hair of omega in the crowd.The average estrus period is seven days, and the maximum is no more than ten days.

Although Song Bai and Yang Mingming felt that going to the hospital with Zhou Chiyu and staying at his house for one night seemed to happen just yesterday.

Shaking his head and throwing away these random thoughts, Song Boyang tapped the glass with his knuckles.

Zhou Chiyu opened the window when he heard the sound.

Song Boyang said: "Your name is still not on the ranking list this time."

Zhou Chiyu nodded, with a calm expression on his face, "Well, that means I'm still higher than Fang Wenze in the exam this time."

Song Boyang smiled with his eyes bent.

Zhou Chiyu's deskmate also echoed, "I don't understand why Sun Huiyun would do this? The seats in the next monthly exam will be arranged according to their rankings. In the end, everyone will know that Fang Wenze is not the first in the class."

Song Boyang agreed, "I don't understand either."

The tablemate comforted Zhou Chiyu, "I feel that Sun Huiyun sometimes has a brain problem, so please ignore her. The first is yours, and everyone in the class knows that even if your grades are deleted, this is an unchangeable fact."

Zhou Chiyu said, "I know."

After thinking for a while, he took out something from his schoolbag, put it in his pocket, and said to his deskmate, "I'll check the ranking list."

The tablemate made way for Zhou Chiyu, and at the same time asked the other party: "Are you going to the office? There are no grades for you later?"

Song Boyang also asked: "Are you going to Lao Liu's office to check your grades?"

"No." Zhou Chiyu denied, and then walked to the bulletin board at the back of the classroom.

Song Boyang was a little curious, turned his head, and walked towards the back door of the classroom.

So the two successfully "meeted" at the class bulletin board.

The ranking table has been posted for a while, and the students who want to see the results have already seen it and left, so there are not many people in front of the ranking table at this time.

Zhou Chiyu glanced around, and then said to Song Boyang, "Help me watch over the teacher."

Song Boyang: "?"

Song Boyang: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Chiyu didn't speak, but put a finger on his lips to signal the other party to keep silent.

Then he calmly took out a black square object from his large school uniform pocket. Song Boyang found it very familiar, as if he had seen it before, and took a closer look——

Hey guys, smartphones.

Song Boyang used it to order at the barbecue restaurant.

Without even unlocking the screen, Zhou Chiyu turned on the quick camera function, quickly took a picture of the ranking table in front of him, and then put the phone back in his pants pocket. The whole process was done in one go, extremely smooth, very smooth, without any accidents .

After Zhou Chiyu put away his phone, Song Boyang dared to speak again, "You took this to...?"

Zhou Chiyu: "I'll go back and write a letter to the principal's mailbox."

"Although I don't really care about it, she does prevent me from knowing my monthly exam results in the first place. I have to go home late for self-study to log in to the system to check, or go to other teachers' offices to check, which is very troublesome."

Song Boyang immediately understood, including who the "she" in Zhou Chiyu's mouth referred to, and a smile began to appear on his face, "That's right, why didn't I think of that!"

"Do you have the principal's email address?"

"It's available on the official website."

After thinking for a while, Song Boyang asked again: "However, is a photo insufficient evidence?"

Zhou Chiyu blinked, "I also took a picture of the ranking list of the last monthly exam."

He continued: "While you are not around."

The tone was somewhat smug, "Fortunately, I was not caught by the teacher."

Song Boyang was startled for a moment, and then laughed until his eyes were narrowed and his two canine teeth were completely exposed.

Zhou Chiyu said slowly: "Twice in a row, shouldn't it be the head teacher's fault?"

Patting Zhou Chiyu on the shoulder, Song Boyang smiled and said, "Very good, Comrade Xiao Zhou, I wish you success in your resistance."

Zhou Chiyu: "I would like to borrow your words."

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Zhou Chiyu's letter was successfully sent through the computer that night, with two photos of the monthly exam ranking table attached. The whole article did not contain any harsh words, but simply described his eagerness to know the monthly exam results from the ranking table, and also Tolerantly expressed that he could accept Mr. Sun's "negligence" twice in a row.

The mathematics competition training class organized by the teaching group of Middle A will start soon, and Sun Huiyun is indeed in it.

Although Sun Huiyun was unfair in dealing with Fang Wenze's related incidents, she is a teacher of a key class after all, and her class level is indeed higher than that of ordinary teachers.

The last classroom was indeed set in the lecture theater, which was quite a distance from the teaching building.

Zhou Chiyu went early, because Sun Huiyun said that the competition class is a shift system, and the seats are random and not fixed, just like a university class, he wants to sit in the seat in front of him.

It was still early before the bell rang for class, and Zhou Chiyu used this time to do the papers assigned by the teacher.

As I was writing, I suddenly heard someone ask: "Student, is there anyone next to you?"

Zhou Chiyu looked up.

When the girl in front of her saw Zhou Chiyu's face, there was a hint of shock in her eyes.It may be because she finally met the legendary good-looking schoolmaster.

Zhou Chiyu thought for a while, but still said, "There is someone."

"Sorry to bother you." The girl left.

Zhou Chiyu glanced at the girl's back, then took out another red pen from his school uniform pocket and put it on the empty seat beside him.

It might seem unethical for one person to occupy two positions, but let it be.

I don't know if he needs it or not.

Zhou Chiyu glanced outside the door, but did not see the familiar figure.

Sure enough, he came too early.

Zhou Chiyu picked up the black pen and started to work on the questions again.

It's almost time for class, and because of the increase in the number of people, the lecture theater has become more and more noisy from quiet. Everyone is talking and laughing, complaining, gossiping, bragging, and so on.

The advantage of Zhou Chiyu's strong anti-interference ability is reflected here. The idea of ​​​​solving the problem was not distracted by the voice of the discussion, but smooth and smooth.It may also be that the paper is simple.

"Zhouchiyu!"

Suddenly he heard someone calling his name.

The voice is also very familiar.I've heard it in reality, and I've heard it in dreams.

Zhou Chiyu quickly took back the red pen on the seat beside him, pretending nothing happened, "Song Boyang, I still have a vacant seat here, do you want to sit?"

Song Boyang nodded, "Okay."

Jun Jiang: "?"

Jiang Jun came with Song Boyang, and saw that there was only one empty seat left beside Zhou Chiyu, "What about me?"

"Look." Song Baiyang said earnestly, "We are late, and there are only the last two rows of seats left."

Song Boyang patted Jiang Jun's hand, comfortingly, "Jiang Jun, I want to sit in front."

Jiang Jun: "Didn't you sit in the last row with me every day in the classroom?"

Song Boyang took it for granted, "That's why I want to enjoy the joy of being in the front row."

Jiang Jun waved his hand, "All right, all right."

Song Boyang happily sat on the seat next to Zhou Chiyu, and by the way turned his head to wave goodbye to Jiang Jun behind him, but his smile was a bit unbearable.

"Fuck." Jiang Jun scolded with a smile, "Stop talking to me."

"I must come earlier next time and grab the front row."

I didn’t bring my homework, and Sun Huiyun hasn’t mentioned the teaching assistants to buy for the competition. It is said that several teachers who organize the competition class are still discussing, so there is no way to preview. Song Boyang leans lazily on the back of the chair, surrounded by surging There is nothing to see in the head, so let's go to Zhouchiyu.

"Wow, you've written this far."

Zhou Chiyu was already thinking about the big problem, he put down the pen in his hand, "Have you not written yet?"

Song Boyang said: "No. I don't have the speed of your flying to the sky."

Zhou Chiyu didn't follow up with Song Boyang's words, but asked instead: "I should come early every class in the future, do you need me to reserve a seat for you?"

"If you want to sit in the front row."

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