Haze weather

Chapter 6 "Thank you."

"Isn't it?" Jiang Jun looked surprised. He looked around and found that there was no head teacher around, so he dared to lower his voice and complained in Song Baiyang's ear, "This is the first monthly exam. Big boss Zhou Was targeted by the head teacher?"

Song Boyang hesitated and said: "Don't make conspiracy theories, what if the head teacher accidentally deleted the form when printing it..."

Jiang Jun frowned when he heard the words, and immediately frowned and stared at Song Boyang with wide eyes, his expression clearly meant to say—do you believe what you said?

Song Boyang also fell silent for a while.

Because Sun Huiyun is not a careless teacher, on the contrary, she really cares about the details.

For example, she forcibly ordered all girls who cut their bangs to comb their bangs long.

For example, she does not allow her classmates to wear their own clothes, especially in summer, they must wear summer school uniforms, and it is a complete set, and they cannot just wear a jacket and no pants.

Another example is that some omega girls who are keen on dressing up will make a fuss about the pattern and color of the pheromone barrier stickers they use. Some students have used the daisy pattern with a light yellow background. After she noticed it, of course they were ordered. prohibit.Later, she even took 5 minutes alone in the class meeting, just to emphasize that in her class, the pheromone blocking stickers can only be transparent and colorless, and all girls should not try to spend any thought on dressing up.

Her requests for all kinds of details can't be more detailed, and she almost figured out the psychology of the students.

Even if she might accidentally delete Zhou Chiyu's results when sorting out the form, but in Sun Huiyun's style, she would check it before printing it out, and check it again before handing over the paper ranking list to Song Boyang.

And the first place in the class is a very conspicuous position, and it is also a position that is easy to leave a deep impression. Sun Huiyun, if she takes a second look, she should not have noticed that this ranking list is wrong-it is her beloved student who replaced others. I am the first in my class, at least in the eyes of other unknowing students.

"Hey! What am I expecting? How could the head teacher let his precious student take second place..." Jiang Jun stretched out his hand and patted his forehead several times, "Brother Song, I suddenly remembered that you still remember the first year of high school. Is it the only time Fang Wenze didn't take the first place in the class? The ranking list was not printed out at all..."

As soon as Jun Jiang reminded him, Song Boyang also recalled that incident.

That was the only time that Fang Wenze Gaoyi did not get the first place in the class in the whole school year.

However, the monthly exam and the subsequent eight-school joint exam were right next to each other, with only a week between them, so Sun Huiyun said in the class that the joint exam was approaching, so I didn't print out the monthly exam ranking list for everyone to see, so as not to To dampen the enthusiasm of students who did not pass the exam, and to prevent other students from flying into the sky because of a good exam, she appealed to everyone to prepare for the next exam with peace of mind.

What Sun Huiyun said was reasonable, and it would not be a big deal to miss publishing the monthly exam results and class rankings. Song Boyang and Jiang Jun didn't take it to heart.Sun Huiyun still greatly praised Fang Wenze's writing and problem-solving ideas in the class, but compared with the past, there was one sentence missing, "This time the No.1 in our class is Fang Wenze."

Until the next day, when Song Boyang went to Sun Huiyun's office to get a letter from the school to the parents, he accidentally saw Sun Huiyun sitting on the office chair with a stern face. rebuke.

This happened in the first semester of high school, which happened several months ago, so Song Boyang could no longer repeat Sun Huiyun's original words verbatim, and only vaguely recalled that she was probably said by the other party Wenze—you This test is very bad, do you know why I didn't print out the class ranking for the whole class to see?Because you did badly in the exam.I'm very disappointed, hope you can play your normal level next time.

Fang Wenze was the second in the class that time. In Sun Huiyun's eyes, if he didn't take the first place in the exam, he didn't perform at a normal level.

When he came back, Song Boyang told Jiang Jun about it.

Jiang Jun is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate. He was not used to Fang Wenze's cowardly character, but now Fang Wenze's dislike is a little bit more, "I really didn't expect that Sun Huiyun is so precious to her students." Jiang Jun shook his head speechlessly, "Even I am a bit disgusted with the mathematics class she teaches."

"Don't." Song Boyang persuaded the other party earnestly, "You didn't do anything wrong in mathematics, don't make fun of your college entrance examination results."

"Hey." Jiang Jun heaved a long sigh, then nodded, "I know, I know, you still have to study hard." After a pause, he couldn't help complaining to the other party, "But this is really outrageous. Brother Song, do you know that I’m actually a little lucky now. Fortunately, Fang Wenze is the first in the class, and Sun Huiyun can happily print out the class ranking list for everyone to see. Think about it, if Fang Wenze fails to pass the class exam someday First, then our class’s report card will never be seen?”

It was an unintentional remark, but I didn't expect it to be a prophecy. After the second year of high school was divided into arts and science classes, Zhou Chiyu, the science leader of the original liberal arts class, parachuted into the first class of the second year. Fang Wenze's position as the number one in the class was already facing serious threats.

Jiang Jun still didn't want to let this matter go casually, "Why don't you pretend that you don't know Sun Huiyun's ulterior motives and remind her, Brother Song, there is one missing person in the ranking list she printed out?"

Song Boyang shook his head helplessly, "It's useless. According to what I know about her, she will first agree and then pretend to forget. Finally, the second monthly exam is about to start, so let's just let it go."

"Okay, you can go back first." Song Boyang said solemnly, "You can see Sun Huiyun's attitude tomorrow after seeing what she does."

Sun Huiyun teaches math. In math class tomorrow, according to her usual practice, she must first explain the overall situation of the class's monthly exam results this time, and then focus on praising Fang Wenze. So when the time comes, just see if she will praise Zhou Chiyu. What is her attitude towards Zhou Chiyu?

Jiang Jun looked solemn, "That's right, you're right, what if I think too badly about things." He frowned and walked back to his seat slowly.

During class break, Song Boyang went to the bathroom.

He was still thinking about it on the way.

Because this matter was very strange and related to Zhou Chiyu, Song Boyang couldn't help thinking about it.

Now he hopes that the homeroom teacher accidentally deleted the row of Zhou Chiyu's monthly exam results, rather than deliberately deleting it.

If it is the former, people will inevitably make mistakes, and when everyone makes mistakes in work, there is no need to ask for blame.

But if it is the latter, no matter how you think about this matter, it is outrageous. The first class in other classes is what the teacher talks about all the year round to encourage other students to study hard. was secretly suppressed.

It wasn't long before Zhou Chiyu transferred to this class. He was unfamiliar with the place where he was born, and his classmates hadn't recognized them all yet. If the teacher secretly targeted him again, it would be too... hey!

Thinking of the second possibility, Song Boyang felt that it would be difficult for Zhou Chiyu to live comfortably in this class in the future, and he felt a little uncomfortable when washing his hands, as if he felt the same way.

Thinking about it left and right, I felt panicked in my heart. When I came back from the bathroom, Song Boyang had already stepped on the threshold of the back door, but in the next second he chose to turn back the same way.

He walked to the corridor outside the classroom, in front of the second window. Through the window, Song Boyang happened to see the fifth row of seats against the wall. Zhou Chiyu was doing a problem quietly, with his elbow pressed The draft paper below has been densely filled with more than half of the derivation formulas. His expression is focused, his eyes are concentrated on the tip of the black signature pen, and he is not affected by the noisy conversation in the class.

Under the fluorescent lamp, Song Boyang's skin was so white that there was no blemish, but his pupils were black and bright, and his eyelashes fluctuated up and down with the frequency of blinking.

Song Boyang was fascinated for a second when he saw this - as expected, being serious would give a person a bonus to his charm and handsomeness.

What are you thinking about.

To dispel distracting thoughts, Song Boyang reached out and knocked on the transparent glass window with his knuckles.

Zhou Chiyu inside did not respond.

It may be that I took the questions too seriously and didn't hear them.

Song Boyang tapped on the window a few more times, and this time he finally woke up the classmate in the glass window—but it wasn't Zhou Chiyu, but his deskmate.

The tablemate patted Zhou Chiyu on the shoulder, then pointed to the window, "Someone is looking for you."

Zhou Chiyu looked out the window with a slightly confused gaze.

Song Boyang, who was outside the glass, was grinning, and made a few exaggerated mouth shapes to himself—"Open—one—down—window——" At the same time, he poked the window with his fingers, signaling to himself Open the sliding window lock.

Song Boyang considered that the class was already noisy, and there was a window next to him. He knew that Zhou Chiyu probably couldn't hear himself clearly, so he simply didn't make a sound to save his energy.

Zhou Chiyu was slightly startled, then quickly got up and turned the hidden lock of the window, then sat back in his seat and turned to look at Song Boyang.

Song Boyang folded his hands, and he put half of his body on the window sill, protruding a small section of hair tip in Song Boyang's direction. He looked up at the other party and asked, the neck line and the shape of Adam's apple were very obvious, "Did you go to see the monthly exam results?"

"not yet."

Zhou Chiyu glanced back, and saw that the three floors in front of the class bulletin board were already surrounded by people, "There are too many people now, I plan to go at the end of the next class."

Song Boyang thought to himself, as expected of a super boss, he can sit still, if he is himself, even if he fights his way through the crowd, he will still have to see his score before the second class of evening self-study begins.

"It's okay if you don't look at it." Song Baiyang lowered his eyes, turned his gaze for a moment, and then returned to Zhou Chiyu, "I just want to tell you that there is something wrong with that class's monthly exam ranking table..." He pursed his lips. Pursing her lips, she said, "That doesn't have your name on it."

Zhou Chiyu was also stunned for a moment, "Not my name?"

"Correct."

Song Boyang felt that it was not good to say bad things about the head teacher to his new classmates, and what he said to Jiang Jun were just speculations and had not yet become a fact, so Song Boyang changed the euphemism and said vaguely, "I I don't know what's going on...Maybe the head teacher accidentally missed it when printing the form?"

"So——" Song Boyang tilted his head, looked at the other party's slightly astonished expression, and blinked his eyes, "I'll go to Lao Liu's office to borrow the teacher's computer to read the original papers, you have to go with me Is it? I’m afraid you want to see your grades, but because you just transferred to this class, you don’t know the teacher well, so you’re embarrassed to go?”

Song Bai and Yang Xiaozhi reasoned and moved him emotionally, "You didn't go home for dinner at night, so you probably haven't had time to check your grades, right? It's not on the ranking list, so go to the office with me, or you'll have to wait until evening self-study and get home after class." It’s so painful to see the score, anyway, I can’t help it.”

Old Liu's original name was Liu Guosheng, he taught biology, and his sex was alpha. Perhaps because of this reason, his figure was a little bigger and stronger than ordinary people, so that the muscles on his stomach had reached the state of combining eight into one. , turned into a thick mass, piled on his brown leather belt that never changed.

He fits all the students' ideas of a middle-aged male teacher. He has a blue shirt, black trousers, loves to drink tea, and is amiable without airs. His classes are also interesting, and his biology teaching is very good. When he was in the first year of high school, he led a class that took the monthly biology exam. The average score of the class is the first. If there is something wrong with it, it may be that the hair is thinning.

Song Boyang and Lao Liu have a very good relationship, so good that sometimes they call each other Lao Liu in private, and the other party is not angry.

As long as it is a monthly exam organized by the grade, the grades of each student and each subject, the class ranking and the school ranking, not only the head teacher can see it in the backstage of the marking system, but all the teachers who teach this class can see it, so all Internet tools are strictly prohibited Song Boyang, a boarding student, often went to Lao Liu's office to check his grades when he was freshman in high school.

Zhou Chiyu lowered his eyes in silence for a moment, and then said sincerely, "Thank you."

Song Boyang laughed, "What's there to thank? I didn't do well in the biology test this time, so I don't have the face to see Lao Liu. I asked you to accompany me to the office to strengthen my courage."

Standing up straight, Song Boyang glanced at his watch, "There is one minute left for class, let's wait until the next class is over."

When Zhou Chiyu heard Song Boyang say "we", he couldn't help but look up at the other party, then he looked away, nodded in agreement, "Okay."