The listener is attacked, the singer is attacked

Chapter 8 chapter 8

The second part is English class.

Song Yikai lied early in his self-study, so he could only continue to pretend.

Yan Shi put the book in the middle, and gave him a vague look.

Thinking about the plan in his heart, he stretched out his hand towards Yanshi.

He was only wearing an autumn shirt, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his hands and Yanshi's were fitted together, one black and one white, almost blinding.

Song Yikai was thinking about how to strike up a conversation, looked at Yanshi's hands, and praised without a smile on his face, "Your hands are really white, even whiter than a girl's."

Yan Shi didn't want to pay attention to him, Song Yikai held hands close to him and played it back, Song Yikai caught up again, dodging and chasing, Song Yikai almost threw himself on Yanshi.

"Song Yikai! What are you doing on Yanshi!"

The English teacher spoke coldly and stopped the two of them.

Song Yikai snorted, sat back on his seat, and muttered softly, "It's all your fault!"

Yan Shi heard it, and curled his lips imperceptibly.

***

"As for the test this morning, everyone's overall score was good. But I didn't expect that there was a black sheep, which was beyond my expectation! This is the first time in my ten-year teaching career that I changed my score to this level. It hurts so much! Five points! Only five points! A full [-] points for dictation, even a donkey can write two or three for me!"

"Pfft!"

Someone couldn't help laughing, and then a bunch of people in the class started laughing, and Song Yikai laughed the loudest.

The English teacher followed the laughter, and threw the English book in his hand onto Song Yikai's desk, "Song Yikai! You still dare to laugh! What I'm talking about is do you know! Why do you have long ears! Good!" add "You can write "egg" for me! Do you think primary school students dictate!"

Song Yikai shut his mouth all of a sudden, his face was full of embarrassment, and he stuffed the notebook into the desk all of a sudden, not daring to say a word.

"You can copy a few for me anyway! It won't be so ugly in terms of grades! Look at your tablemate! He gets full marks! How much are you, you get five points!"

The English teacher propped up his back and spoke again before spreading out the English book and preparing to start class.

"Also! Copy the word for me 20 times! Give it to me before the evening self-study is over!"

***

The fat man came over to comfort him, "Yikai, don't be sad. I didn't do well in the exam either. Be more serious next time. I believe you can get a ten in the exam!"

Song Yikai held his hand in relief, looked at him with piercing eyes, "How much are you?"

The fat man scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "85, not far from 90."

Song Yikai slapped the fat man's hand away, continued to copy the words, and then scolded him hysterically, "Get lost!"

The fat man frowned and thought about what to do, then his eyes lit up, and he went to the table to get a box of biscuits.

"This is what Li Yi gave me just now. I'll share it with you. Don't be angry."

Song Yikai turned his head, grabbed the biscuits quickly, and swallowed them whole, a box of biscuits was eaten immediately.

Finally feeling comfortable, he got up and hugged the fat man's round body, "Brother forgives you."

The fat man looked at the biscuit box with a bitter face, regretting it.

***

Song Zikai also came to condolences to him.

Song Yikai had only copied it three times at this time, and his hands were sore and numb.

"Don't be sad." Song Zikai patted his head and sighed, "I thought you would be hovering on the edge of the pass line, but your courage is beyond my expectation, you are hovering on the edge of the death line, my dear elder brother."

Song Yikai looked up and glared at him, "How many exams have you taken?"

Song Zikai raised his eyebrows at him, "My English has always been my strength, sorry, 100 points."

"Get out! Get away! Everyone is here to show off!"

Song Zikai finally patted his head and left satisfied.

***

Song Yikai felt the deep malice from the students around him. He felt aggrieved, his hands were sore and numb, and he wrote down another English word weakly in his notebook with his mouth puckered.

Yanshi finally put down the book and called him, "Hello."

He gritted his teeth and stared back, "What are you doing!"

"Give it to me, copy it for you."

Song Yikai immediately changed his face, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and stuffed the book into his hand like a lion who would regret it, "Then I will leave the rest to you~ Copy it carefully~"