Back to the year when my husband was the worst

Chapter 5

When the alarm rang in the morning, Xu Qingran touched his clothes with his eyes closed - Zhou Ya woke up earlier than him, and usually helped him prepare his clothes.

This touch...

Xu Qingran opened his eyes, holding a set of No. [-] Middle School uniforms in his hand.

"..." Good job.

There are three types of dormitories in No. [-] Middle School, double rooms, quadruple rooms and six-person rooms.

Xu Qingran lived in a double room, and his roommate had a special household registration. He transferred to another institution to study at the beginning of school, and his dormitory was rounded up to a single room.

The dormitory building broadcasts the radio on time at six o'clock every morning, and the dormitory management uncle will come up and beat gongs and drums door-to-door after 10 minutes.

The radio on this floor was damaged by a student and has not been repaired. The dormitory manager is too lazy to climb up, so Xu Qingran can sleep until seven o'clock without incident.

There were students going out one after another in the corridor of the dormitory. Xu Qingran followed the message and took the breakfast hung by the dragon and lion from the doorknob.

Longshi: Are you up?

Long and Lion: Are you coming for early self-study?

Longshi: Soymilk bread, hanging outside your door!

After Xu Qingran washed up and had breakfast, there were still 10 minutes left, so he could barely go to morning reading.He hesitated while packing his schoolbag, and put the test questions on the table into the schoolbag together.

It's okay, he still has a little impression of the college entrance examination questions, and there is no reason for him to lose his name after traveling back to Sun Shan.

Xu Qingran walked through Building No. [-] and entered Class [-], and the students in Class [-] sat at their desks eager to study.

The math papers, physics papers, and chemistry papers left yesterday were piled up on the table, and Xu Qingran stuffed them all into the belly of the table, only then did he remember that he hadn't come to early self-study since the radio in the sophomore dormitory building was broken.

Xu Qingran's deskmate was a fat boy who dozed off by shaking his head, accidentally woke up, saw Xu Qingran, tilted his head and fell asleep again.

When Xu Qingran came back from fetching water, he was chatting with the two people at the same table: "I just dreamed that Xu Qingran dyed his hair black and came to study in the morning, it scared me to death!"

Long Shimao secretly played with the phone with the back of the chair behind his waist, just in time to see the two sentences that Xu Qingran replied.

Emperor: Get up, come, eat.

Long Shi poked the screen and replied: Where is it?

As soon as the message was sent, Xu Qingran's desktop vibrated suddenly.

Holding the water glass, Xu Qingran condescendingly stretched out a finger and poked his deskmate on the head: "Why?"

"Xu, Xu Qingran? Are you really here?"

Long Shi and his tablemate raised their heads, clutching their stomachs and laughing ferociously.

The boy's hair is enviable, jet-black and fluffy, and he wears gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

As soon as the 5-minute break bell rang, the representatives of each subject rushed to the next position to collect the homework. The first one to turn back was the sheep, and snapped his fingers: "Brother Ran! No. [-] middle school grass Xu Qingran, black-haired cool boy Xu Qingran Brother Ran, can you hand in the math paper today?"

"can."

Xu Qingran took out the test papers, and started self-study for [-] minutes. He did half of the math papers and managed to understand the meaning of the questions with Baidu.

Sheep: "You didn't write on the back..."

"I go!"

The representatives of the physics class and the chemistry class came to chase Xu Qingran's papers after hearing the sound, and turned around to find that Xu Qingran's new hairstyle was even more attractive.

"Brother Ran, you really lost your head!"

The dragon and lion jumped up: "Hey! Can you talk? What do you mean by losing your head?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he himself arched his back with laughter.

The girls in the front row turned their heads, their movements were too uniform and they seemed to be very noisy, and they all blushed.

Lu Chen turned his head: "Brother, there are only a few girls in our class, please sit down and stop harming others!"

He repeatedly emphasized: "Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests!"

Everyone remembered Xu Qingran's words "Baby", they lowered their heads and smiled red-faced.

Xu Qingran calculated his age by himself, and didn't care about the children, so he pulled back the chair and sat down.

He couldn't hand in the physics papers and chemistry papers, and he couldn't tell the difference between those mechanical balls and bottles and cans in a morning self-study.

But physics and chemistry classes are in the afternoon, so he still has time to make up.

Long Shi smuggled two papers from the class representative, copying them quickly with a pen.

Filling in the conclusion of the last sentence, Long Shi suddenly leaned back, put his back against Xu Qingran's table and asked, "Seriously, brother Ran, what was your mentality when you called me baby that day?"

"Huh?" Xu Qingran glanced at the timetable, put the physics papers at the bottom, and put loose-leaf books and math workbooks on top.

"What mentality?" Xu Qingran leaned forward, and answered irrelevantly: "I pull the table back now, and guess what will happen?"

Long Shi was stunned, and hurried back with his hands on the table: "Fuck!"

The morning class time passed quickly.

Xu Qingran sat in the back row, listening to lectures and writing physics papers and chemistry papers at the same time.

In the last two English classes, the students in class nine answered the questions quickly, and they just finished two sets of English papers ahead of time. More than 40 pairs of eyes in the class looked at the English teacher eagerly.

"How many times have I told you to write the word "Composition" slowly, and see for yourself the word you handed in, hurry up..." The English teacher raised his wrist and looked at it: "Oh, it's time to eat, right? "

More than 40 people nodded like garlic: "Yes—"

"Are you hungry?"

"Hmm - I'm hungry!"

"Okay, get out of class. Xu Qingran stay."

Xu Qingran was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the clanging of the tables and chairs, and Long Shi slapped him on the table: "Brother Ran is waiting for you downstairs, three fish steaks, Xiyou Nora!"

The classroom was almost empty in an instant, and when the get out of class bell rang, the entire teaching building shook, and Xu Qingran silently stuffed the papers into the belly of the desk.

The English teacher is less than thirty, wearing glasses, beautiful and gentle, her name is Xu Qingqing, Class [-] either calls her "Miss Qing" or "Qingqing".

Xu Qingran and Xu Qingran have a slight resemblance.

In the previous life, after graduating from high school for a few years, someone saw Xu Qingran in Xu Qingran's family portrait, and then knew that Xu Qingran was Xu Qingran's sister-in-law.

"You don't know until you have written a class? Stand on the podium when you have time to have a look, and your little movements can be clearly seen from above." Xu Weiwei went to his seat and picked up two pieces of draft paper, and said angrily: "Physics or chemistry? Pick my homework every time?"

"No." Xu Qingran thought for a while: "I was also writing math class just now."

Also, he wrote two classes.

Xu Qingqing: "...Oh, you also know that rain and dew are all wet?"

She put the paper on the table: "I just wanted to praise your handwriting for improving a lot, um, what's the matter?"

Xu Qingran tilted his chair and scraped his nose with his fingers.

The calligraphy is a wild grass practiced in the previous life, and it will not be changed for a while.

"Go back and rewrite."

"Oh."

Maybe he has a good attitude in admitting his mistakes, Xu Qingqing's tone is much gentler: "By the way, it was said on the forum that you had a fight with the No. [-] Middle School yesterday. What's going on? Does your hair have something to do with them?"

Xu Weiwei kept up with the trend of the times, Xu Qingran had a fight with the No. [-] Middle School and continued to dye her hair, and she just became popular on the forum during the last class break, so she knew it.

Thinking of Zhou Yai, Xu Qingran touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

"It has nothing to do with them, I suddenly feel that black hair looks good."

"It's better if it's really okay. Your head teacher picked up a child into your class in the afternoon. It may be from No. [-] Middle School. Don't bully him." Xu Qingran found Xu Qingran's expression strange and asked, "What's wrong? question?"

"……No."

"Then what is your expression?"

"...It's okay." Xu Qingran pulled the hem of his jacket and pulled the zipper to the top, stood up and nodded slightly to Xu: "I have nothing else to do, so I'll go down to eat first."

With his hands in his pockets, the boy opened the back door and flashed out. A corner of the black and white school uniform flashed by.

Xu Weiwei felt that something was different, when had her nephew been so polite.

Long and Lion took out three fish steaks and pushed them over: "What did Miss Qing want you to say?"

"..." Xu Qingran picked up the chopsticks, raised his head and thought for a while: "Is there a transfer student in our class?"

In my previous life, there were 45 people in Class 42, Grade [-] at the beginning. When I graduated, three of them left, and there were [-] left, and no one came in.

"Transfer student?" Lu Chen put down his dinner plate and sat in, took out his mobile phone to check the forum: "The front page is still your new hairstyle and handsome appearance, and there is also a confession post, did Miss Qing say when the transfer student will come?"

Long Shi took two bites of rice, slipped his mobile phone on the dining table, glanced at the screen, and said, "Which province did you come from? Come to chat with the class reformer? Shall we talk to this brother about the class reform in advance? You can't see death." No help."

"How do you talk? Qiao Gou blows the class leather like that..." A piece of pork belly flew in front of Lu Chen, and he was quick to bite it off.

Longshi was angry: "You don't have anything on your plate, do you?"

Lu Chen said vaguely, "I'm busy inquiring about the military situation."

"What kind of military situation... I'm still very surprised, if you want to transfer, you should transfer to the third middle school next door."

No. 30.00 middle school has a higher capital ratio than No. [-] middle school by [-]%.

Xu Qingran responded casually: "Whisper said that he transferred from No. [-] High School."

Those who were immersed in browsing the forum raised their heads, with a line of words on their faces: You are fucking talking to me.

"She really said that, tell me not to bully the transfer student."

Seeing that Xu Qingran was serious, a row of question marks slowly popped up on everyone's heads.

Long and Lion couldn't help but said, "What is he drawing?"

"Let's take a picture of our curriculum reform system." Others answered casually.

"Hey, maybe there is Thirteen Lang here."

Xu Qingran finished eating three fish steaks cleanly, stood up with the plate, and grinned: "Okay, don't worry about Shi Lang, he won't come in."

"why?"

Because I didn't have it in my previous life.

Xu Qingran said solemnly: "The class reforms are posted in the corridor, why are idiots here?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Qingran walked out of the cafeteria with the plate in hand.

Back to No.[-] Middle School till now, Xu Qingran has fully adapted to this state. After a whole day, he re-recognized the questions of each subject, and it passed quickly.

Surrounding Xu Qingran is the normal state of the No. [-] Middle School students. They don't understand what this school bully is doing, they only know that he dyed his hair back, still wears glasses, and hasn't dated girls for two days in a row.

This kind of situation can only explain one thing, Xu Qingran's taste has changed.

On the same day, the forum analyzed Xu Qingran's taste and swiped the homepage. Many fans observed that Xu Qingran was moving closer to the school rules. Recently, he might like girls who love to study, or well-behaved girls.

The day before, the girls outside the corridor of Class Nine were basically holding textbooks and wearing glasses.

Xu Qingran was in the office.

The head teacher pointed to the line chart on the screen: "Your grades are like this after you are divided into classes. Do you see anything wrong?"

Xu Qingran let out a "huh".

The class teacher took out a ballpoint pen and A4 paper, and drew a zigzag line: "Undulating up and down, the state is unstable, and the problem is serious."

"Last semester, your physics reached the peak in the regional unified examination, and you entered the top [-], not bad..."

He changed the subject: "Then chemistry only has more than 20 points?"

The head teacher pushed up his glasses: "I've been teaching for more than [-] years, and this is the first time I've seen you like this."

Xu Qingran: "..."

The chemistry teacher stood up straight at the desk opposite the head teacher: "He just has a problem with chemistry!"

At that time, the chemistry teacher had just come to Class [-] for the unified examination, and he took the unified examination the next day. No one told him that the last chemistry teacher was sent away by the students, and the student who took the lead in trouble is now standing in the office and being scolded.

Xu Qingran stared at the zigzag diagram with his hands hanging down, pretending to be good.

"Let's talk about other things." The head teacher analyzed each of them one by one, pointing down one by one: "Except for chemistry, you have scored high in every subject. Suppose you get the highest score in this subject every time..."

"Learning this kind of thing is not good for face, it is very important for classmates to help each other..."

Several students rushed over outside the office, and someone shouted "Brother Ran".

Xu Qingran glanced outside, just in time to miss the most crucial sentence "I think you need someone to help you".

When the bell was about to ring, with a stack of papers in between, he picked up the settable and stuffed it into Xu Qingran's hand, telling Xu Qingran to go back to class.

There was a stairway next to the office, and there were groups of girls rushing down with books in the direction of Class [-].

Dongdongqiang pointed at the back of a girl: "You're a mess now, and you'll suffer sooner or later."

Xu Qingran's expression was complicated, and he thought to himself, won't he come back to make amends?

Xu Qingran and Dongdong Qiang walked into the classroom one after the other.

Dong Dong Qiang handed out the papers to the first row, and said ruthlessly: "Write now, and the papers will be collected in 45 minutes."

Everyone in class nine wailed for a while, but they dared not speak out due to the thumping noise.

As soon as Xu Qingran sat down, Long Shi turned his head and whispered, "Something happened to the forum."

Doesn't that broken forum happen every day?He can blow up the forum for a day even when he fights the seven fairies in the field. It's hard to understand that there are really stupid people who believe it.

Xu Qingran leaned forward: "So what? Lu Chen fell in love with the proprietress of the convenience store?"

"Oh, that's not true." Long Shi was stunned: "What else is there?"

"Of course, no." Xu Qingran told him to retreat without any incident.

It was rare for the fat boy to stay awake at the same table. He covered his face with his left hand, put his right hand to his lips, and said in a breathy voice: "Something really happened. There is a handsome guy who is forcing you to transfer to our class."

Xu Qingran raised his eyebrows: "Our class? Are you sure?"

Long Shi quickly said: "But brother Ran, don't worry, no one will be able to shake your position, the forum is full of nonsense."

Xu Qingran only cares about whether there is really someone who wants to transfer in, and also, "Are you sure it's a handsome guy or a big fool?"

"He's really handsome!" said the deskmate, "A lot of people saw yesterday that Lao Wu took the handsome guy around the teaching building and asked him if he prefers a single room or a double room."

Longshi: "Where did we get the single room?"

Xu Qingran laughed a little: "I'll just live in a single room."

It is not impossible for the teacher to operate, and it is not impossible to turn the double room into a single room.

Long Shi received the previous paper and passed it, Xu Qing Ranyun gave one to the tablemate, and the topic stopped abruptly.

The whole class sat at their desks to write questions, and it was inconvenient for the three people in the corner to gossip, so they separated soon.

45 minutes passed, and the wailing from Class Nine could not be stopped.

With 5 minutes left in the break, everyone who went to the toilet went to the toilet, and those who filled the water filled the water. The dragon and lion and the fat boy were stupid in the exam, and they were spread out on the table with dull faces, forgetting about the forum.

As soon as the class bell rang, he turned on the projector: "Take out yesterday's papers."

Dongdong Qiang commented before the lecture: "Did I ask you to write essays? This is mathematics, not Chinese. What's the use of you drawing such wonderful papers?"

Xu Qingran spread out the paper that was half blank, and grabbed a pen.

"...Look at question No.20." Dongdong Qiang took a sip of water and moved the paper up: "The angle BAP is equal to [-] degrees, so PA is perpendicular to AB. What else is the side perpendicular to the bottom? Is it hard to see? "

"If you don't, just remember!"

Xu Qingran changed a pencil, and scribbled the word "proof", followed by a row of words that are difficult to distinguish: It is known that Xu met Zhou, so it is not true to meet at the age of 24, so...

So there is no more.

There were small conversations in the corridor.

The head teacher of class nine knocked on the front door: "Mr. Hu, let the new students in first."

The math teacher put down the settable and looked towards the door: "Oh, come in."

More than 40 pairs of sluggish eyes cast over.

Xu Qingran crossed out what he knew and wrote it again: Knowing that a transfer student came, then...

Then he heard the uncontrollable decibel voice of the dragon and lion at the front table: "Wow, trough!"