Chapter 4: Chapter4

When Jian Songyi woke up in the morning and saw the cold and empty kitchen and dining room, she was stunned.
Where's my meal?
With a "dingdong" sound, the WeChat rang.
Ms. Tang: [Auntie and son are sick, take a week off, you can just go to the door and eat something casually]
Ms. Tang: [By the way, I will show you the candlelight dinner made by your father himself]
Ms. Tang: [Steak.jpg]
I was probably by accident.
Jian Songyi felt that the world was too ruthless to him.
He also didn't have the face to run away from home early in the morning to eat and drink. He could only scratch his hair boringly, and with his face full of frustration, he hooked the umbrella and went out, while the black Bentley had stopped. At the door.
Fortunately, he left him with an Uncle Zhang.
Jian Songyi breathed out for the rest of his life, but when he opened the car door, the breath got stuck in his throat.
Why is Bai Huai in his car? Still sitting in the back seat? Still holding a lunch box in your hand?
The consequence of getting up early is that his mind is not clear, Jian Songyi questioned, while sitting next to Bai Huai, he also brought the car door.
It wasn't until the car had started to drive that he asked in a daze, "You fled to study early as soon as you turned?"
Jian Songyi couldn't get up at six in the morning, so under the double guarantee of Ms. Tang and the first one, the school specially approved him not to go to early self-study, and just go before the first class at eight o'clock.
But why is Bai Huai? Can he take the first grade?
he can not.
Bai Huai lowered his head and opened the lunch box, with a calm expression: "Grandpa said I am not in good health, so I should sleep more in the morning."
Jian Songyi really didn't see what was wrong with his health. The school leaders really saw the word "Bo" and went blind with their conscience.
"I feel heartbroken for Grandpa Bai's spoiling grandson."
"Mutual." Bai Huai handed over the lunch box.
A bowl of wontons.
Jian Songyi took the bowl and was very polite: "Thank you, Grandpa Bo."
"It's not necessary to call Grandpa."
"..."
Jian Songyi felt that she shouldn't have left out the word "for me".
"Brother is fine."
"Oh, you still owe my father."
Bai Huai raised his eyebrows and did not refute.
Jian Songyi found that as long as this person doesn't wear glasses, he will be particularly awkward when looking at people, and he found that this person's glasses actually have no power at all, and he doesn't know what he is pretending to be.
But the cannibal's mouth is short, so he doesn't care about him for the time being.
However, the spoon was stirred twice, but he couldn't make it clear.
Bai Huai took a glance, took the bowl, and stuffed him with a box of biscuits: "You eat this first."
Then he took a pair of chopsticks and began to pick the coriander inside.
When the aunt was cooking, he didn't know that there was no one in Jian Songyi's house, so he didn't have time to remind, but fortunately, only a few coriander was placed for decoration, and it was not chopped, so he picked it out quickly.
When the clean wontons returned to Jian Songyi's hands, he swallowed the biscuits in his mouth and took a breath of air-conditioning: "I'm going, Bo Ye Niu. Force, I actually paid back this bowl of wontons!"
Does it mean that people lose their innocence with coriander?
Bai Huai felt that this person had a problem with his speech.
However, the "Behavior" sound was still improvised.
After eating and drinking enough, Jian Songyi remembered the Zhien Illustrated Report and poked Baihuai's arm: "I haven't looked at the last physics comprehensive question last night after you made it. Or else take it out now, and Brother Song will give it to you. Tell me?"
"No, it's school."
"Don't regret what you said, don't rely on me if you fail the test."
"No, my grades are OK."
"..."
It's quite reasonable, the top pick in the northern city.
This person can simply compete with him by pretending to be forced.
Jian Songyi opened the door and got out of the car, but he did not forget to hold the umbrella and wait for Baihuai for a while.
The rain was no smaller than yesterday, but after arriving in the classroom, Bai Huai's light chestnut hair was still sticking to his forehead obediently, and it was not messed up like yesterday.
Because it is only a preliminary examination, the students of NFLS are generally self-conscious, so there is no examination room. Each class of students sits in their own place.
Morning Chinese, afternoon mathematics and English, and evening self-study.
After the exam in one day, I do not intend to leave a hair for the students.
In line with the principle of giving this group of senior high school students a dismissal to spur them to work hard, the questions on the bottom test were difficult to get to the sky, and the first and second floors of the North Building were full of grief.
NFLS is divided into classes according to grades, from class one to class five, and then from one class to the next, so it stands to reason that the atmosphere in the first grade of high school should be the most relaxed.
It was really easy at first, and I felt that this kind of difficulty could be overcome, but it happened that there were two great demon kings in their class.
Jian Songyi was originally a talented player, with flexible brain, good memory, and quick response. Sometimes he used his instinct to do questions, so the speed has always been far ahead. Handing in paper half an hour in advance is normal, and people in Class 1 are also used to it.
However, there was a Bai Huai sitting beside him.
The style of Bai Huai's papers is different from that of Jian Songyi. It looks serious and detailed and slow, but it only looks. When Jian Songyi is still answering the emotional analysis of the last reading comprehension, he has turned the backside and started writing. Up.
Is it tolerable or unbearable.
Jian Songyi didn't turn his pen, nor did the little man draw anymore. He immediately raised his mind and focused his attention and started to speed up. Finally, he and Bai Huai turned in the paper within the same minute.
And by the time of the English and math exams in the afternoon, the smoke of no war intensified.
English one hour and ten minutes to hand in papers.
Mathematics is handed in in one hour and twenty minutes.
Every time I heard the sound of "pop" and "pop" in the back corner of the classroom, I would see two handsome figures sloshing on the podium, handing in the papers, and then sloshing again. go back.
One starts to sleep, the other starts to read.
The leisurely appearance made the top of the group of the province's tops fall into self-doubt.
Why can they finish the paper so quickly?
Am I stupid?
Shouldn't I be in class?
Am I unworthy to sit here?
I seem a little autistic.
:)
There is one hour between the math test and the evening self-study.
Because it’s not a formal start of school, the school cafeteria only opened two windows. Jian Songyi’s mouth was so good that she had no appetite when she looked at the meal. It was raining outside and she was too lazy to eat, so she stayed in the classroom and brushed the papers. .
During the three exams during the day, he was slightly slower than Bai Huai. Although the final time gap was within one minute, he knew in his heart that it was because his words had floated to the sky.
And he had read Bai Huai's papers, they were clean and tidy, with clear handwriting.
This is a bit irritating.
So he plans to practice his hands first, find the sense of the question, and teach him to be a man with the surname of Bai.
But the king of the surname of Bai obviously didn't care about his thoughts, and asked him to borrow an umbrella and didn't know where he was going. He was the only one left in the classroom, just to be clean.
However, the age of teenagers is not clean. At a time when queuing for dinner, the news that the new coach from the first grade of high school forced Alpha to be a big demon like Jian Songyi.
Mixed with the blood, tears and bitterness of the students in the first grade of high school and the innocent worship of other classmates.
The bigger the gap, the less likely it is to be jealous. Few people can finish the papers in the fourth class and fifth class. Therefore, for such people who hand in the papers in almost half of the exam time, they will not feel the pressure at all. Next admiration.
Therefore, they are more concerned about whether the newly transferred coach is really handsome than the exam results.
The students in the first grade of high school have a great say, especially Xu Jiaxing, who is sitting in front of the two big devil kings. His hand is almost in his armpit: "That must be handsome. We Song brother, you all You know?"
Everyone pecking at rice, and a few little hen cubs blushed slightly when they heard the word "Song Ge".
Xu Jiaxing was very satisfied with this response: "The new transferee is not inferior to our Song brother at all, and is still a mature alpha. It seems to be slightly higher than Song brother. , Is he a super handsome guy?"
The pride in his tone seemed to compliment his father.
Xu Jiaxing and Jian Songyi have a good relationship, and he can say that. The ten-you-have is true.
Everyone started talking in low voices.
Suddenly there was a voice: "Hey, your junior high schools are all directly promoted to Nanwai University, so even Bai Huai doesn’t know about it, and I’m still talking about it here. I tell you that when Bai Huai was in our No. The school grass exists, and it’s the first in grade every time. If it weren’t for a later transfer to Beicheng, the top pick in the senior high school entrance examination would still be Jian Songyi.

"..."
"Isn't this our Song Ge's script?"
"Then Brother Song didn't meet an opponent?"
"stimulate!"
"Decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden!"
"Come, come, place a bet, this time you will find out who is the first in science."
"That must be my Song brother, three bags of spicy sticks."
"As a member of the No. 1 Middle School, I believe in the legend of my Lord Bo, betting six packs!"
"I'm coming too, I'm coming too! Brother Song, five packs!"
...
"I bet Jian Songyi. If he is not the first in grade, I will ask everyone in their class to drink milk tea."
The voice is small and small, and looks a little timid in a group of loud voices, but it is by far the most arrogant bet.
Everyone looked at the big money, only to see a little girl with a round face and round eyes.
Xu Jiaxing raised his eyebrows: "Lin Yuanyuan, don't be impulsive, let me tell you, as far as my first-line intelligence is concerned, Bo Ye should be ahead of Brother Song by a tiny margin."
"I...I'm not impulsive, I just believe in Jian Songyi."
The little girl blushed after she said this, and ran to the corner after she slapped two dishes.
It's no surprise to everyone that this kind of simple admirer is full of mountains and plains.
Only the tall young man who had just come out of the teacher's cafeteria with a lunch box glanced at the corner inadvertently, and then slowly walked into the rain curtain holding a black umbrella.
When Bai Huai returned to the classroom, Jian Songyi was talking to an omega.
He tilted his chair lazily, with a bag of yogurt in his mouth, and a sandwich and a rice ball in front of him. Omega sat in Xu Jiaxing's position and helped him unpack the plastic wrapping paper.
Omega whispered something, Bai Huai did not hear clearly, but he saw Jian Songyi's lips suddenly curled up, eyebrows raised, and a deep smile appeared in the dark eyes, clear and bright, reaching the bottom of the eyes, as if thinking of something The most dazzling memory deep in the memory.
I have to admit that Jian Songyi has been a good-looking child with red lips and white teeth since he was a child. He is so beautiful and flamboyant, unconscious and aggressive.
Bai Huai walked to the seat and stuffed the lunch box into the belly of the table, moving naturally and quickly, as if nothing had happened.
He sat down to see Omega's front face clearly, it was the one who was going to defend Jian Songyi yesterday.
It seems to be called Zhou Luo.
She is slender, fair and beautiful, and looks like a good-tempered, very suitable for the type of young master like Jian Songyi.
He just glanced at it, said nothing, took out a new physics workbook and started writing.
The pen nib ran across the paper, rustling, and the knuckles were a little white because of the force.
After Zhou Luo came in, he shuddered because of the sudden drop in temperature. He quickly unpacked the bag while secretly looking at it.
Good-looking is really good-looking, these eyes, this nose, this mouth, this hooked little mole, this charming little hand.
It is too cold, the temperament is also cold, the taste is also cold, and the eyes are cold.
It's not the kind of cool madness that drags the iceberg beautiful man, or alienation.
A kind of careless estrangement from above.
Thinking about what Lu Qifeng told him about the old man’s past when he was fourteen, Zhou Luo felt even more in awe, pushing the peeled sandwiches and rice in front of Jian Songyi: "Brother Song, you're so slow, I'll go back first. Back to history."
Sayazi ran away after speaking.
Jian Songyi took off the yogurt bag in his mouth and glanced at Bai Huai slowly: "Look at you, how scary, how scary people and children are."
Bai Huai glanced at him: "Aren't you afraid?"
Jian Songyi raised her eyebrows uneasily: "I'll be afraid of you? It's a joke. Kid, you are too naive, and I don't want to think about who your Brother Song is."
Bai Huai has always paid little attention to his little mouth, but today I don’t know why, but he got excited, put down the pen, turned around, put his left hand on Jian Songyi’s chair, moved closer, and smiled at him. a bit.
"Kid, believe me, you will always be afraid."
He has long phoenix eyes, and his eyes are pale, and a smile like this is a bit of a male vixen, and the moles of tears are set there, enchanting and ruthless.
Jian Songyi was stunned by his smile. He didn't pay attention and lost his weight. The chair that was upturned fell straight back. Seeing that people were about to fall, Bai Huai's hand on the back of his chair quickly moved forward. Hug and caught him.
Originally, it was just an instinct to help him stabilize his figure, but I didn't know what was going on, but the final result was that Jian Songyi was hugged by Bai Huai in a more delicate posture.
...
The chair smashed to the ground with a "clang".
The classroom door was pushed open.
Xu Jiaxing's mineral water bottle fell to the ground.
The classroom door was closed.
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