Chapter 5: I am not depressed

Lin Xingchen thought that the unlucky entrance to the school was over, but destiny did not intend to give up any chance to mock her.
During the class, Lu Yibai held a stack of English exercises and distributed them to Lin Xingchen's desk. Lin Xingchen opened it and found that his exercise book was printed backwards along the other half of the binding line.
"How did it get reversed?"
Hearing the girl ’s complaint, Cai Weiming, who was wearing glasses in the front row, came together in a strange way: "Strange, ours are all good."
Lu Yibai looked up and asked the students in the class: "Is there any other students' workbooks printed upside down?"
Everyone checked, shook his head and said no.
"No more, otherwise, you will use it." Lu Yibai said, picked up a notice on the table, walked away leisurely, and ignored Lin Xingchen's shouting behind him.
"Hey!"
Huh. This is how the class leader should deal with the trouble encountered by the new classmates.
Before we got too upset, Cai Weiming from the front row chuckled, "Student Lin, you are too unlucky, just seal you as a god, so our class can gather the four gods!"
Lin Xingchen ignited the soul of gossip: "What are the four gods? It sounds very powerful."
Seeing that the new classmate was attracted by the topic, Cai Weiming moved the stool, started to rub his hands, and shook his head to popularize science to her. "First of all, introduce the treasure of this class-class leader Lu Yibai, nicknamed the iceberg male god, It is also the No. 1 learning in the school. Features: the famous "Lengchang King", Hey, someone else chats with him for more than ten sentences, and generally will die early. "
Lin Xingchen looked up and saw that Lu Yibai was posting the notice on the announcement wall, and a girl surrounded her and actively asked her, "What's this, squad leader?"
Lu Yibai, with a face of ice cubes, lit the two large letters on the notice and said, "Notice!"
"Goose, goose, goose!" Lin Xingchen couldn't help but laugh out of the goose's cry, the iceberg male is no doubt he, "What else, there?"
Cai Weiming pointed his finger at Luo Qinge again: "Luo Qinge, literary and art commissioner, nicknamed the Goddess of Violence! Mantra: I am your dear brother! Friendly reminder: Don't be close to other people.
Snapped! As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud clapping of the table in the front row, and I saw that the beautiful curly-haired girl was holding up the draft book in an anxious way: "Who is so tired that I tore up my draft book! speak."
Lin Xingchen swallowed, and it turned out to be a goddess, really violent enough!
"Look at the man next to her, the sports committee member Chen Yimu, also known as Yingmu Dao-Thor. Motto: There is no thunder in life, only thunder! LBNO1!"
At this time, Chen Yimu didn't know when to climb to the table of Luo Qinge, rubbing her drafts, using Shakespeare's dramatic tone of the last century, and began his thundering performance.
"Oh my dear, do you know why this workbook cried sadly? Because its owner was so bad for it, so it shouted, it fought, it resented it! Finally, it made the strongest voice of life , Use death to express its accusation against you inhuman! Ah! "
Speaking of Chen Yimu Zila, the draft was torn into two pieces, and the draft was instantly lit by the fire that was rubbing out in the eyes of Luo Qin. "I think you want to die!" Luo Qinge lifted the 1.38-meter-long legs and kicked Chen Yimu. Chen Yimu fell down with the table, and issued a screaming scream!
"Goose goose goose!" Lin Xingchen couldn't help but make a magical laughter. "So there are so many interesting people in the class. However, you just said that I am the fourth great god. What the is that?"
Lin Xingchen's small eyes were full of expectations to accept the crown. Cai Weiming's pretense is high and deep: "According to my observation, the girl is black in your hall, and her face is blue. She is surrounded by a cloud of mysterious oriental power. Lao Gang has been walking in rivers and lakes for so many years. Rebirth, reincarnation. "
"..."
Thanks to my hiding so deep, this has been discovered by you.
Lin Xingchen was silent for a second, and suddenly pulled a renminbi out of his sleeve like a trick: "Master! You are really a smart eye, how can you meet the evil, and ask the master to advise."
Lin Xingchen handed a dollar in both hands respectfully, and Cai Weiming's eyes lit up and shook his finger.
"Everything you own?"
Cai Weiming held out five fingers together, shaking his head and shaking again.
"Tianji cannot be leaked?"
"Oh, one dollar is too little, at least five yuan?"
Lin Xingchen rolled his eyes and put the money back in his pocket: "Jianghu liar, I won't give you a dime! Also, oh, I'm not a god, I'm just a retrograde!"
"Hey, you're playing me, it's boring!" Cai Weiming saw that the rice could not be stolen, so he turned around in an anxious way.
Lin Xingchen whispered secretly with his little finger looking at the landing, and said that the certificate fell off was unlucky, but this stool and the workbook, I do n’t know if some narrow-minded people are wearing small shoes for others. .
Of course, it wo n’t take long for Lin Xingchen to feel ashamed for the idea that he has had the mind of a villain to spend his belly.
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Mathematics is the most easy course for most students. Obviously, he listened to the teacher's rhythm very seriously, but unconsciously it was like taking a bird language class. Especially when facing the blackboard writing on the stage of the province's outstanding math teacher Fang Daqiang, it is worthy of the word "Tianshu".
From problem solving to answer, there are only three steps.
"Mathematics is an art, let's see how beautiful this problem-solving process is! As for how the equations go from the second step to the third step, the process is too simple.
Lin Xingchen's eyes widened, watching the students around him nodding in a panic. Is the gap between good schools and ordinary schools so large? Before he could copy down the notes, Fang Daqiang had already wiped the blackboard and began to explain the next question ...
However, Lin Xingchen did not know that most of the students just nodded in coordination with the performance. After all, math problems, just like the tricky cases in the Holmes collection, not everyone can be talented to crack it. Most people ’s mentality is just a teacher. You just have to be happy.
Lin Xingchen gave up the pace of following the teacher's thinking, and looked involuntarily towards Lu Yibai who was looking down at idle books. Ok? Does n’t he understand math class? Lin Xingchen groaned uncontrollably when he discovered the National Olympic Games problem set held by Lu Yibai.
Sure enough, he was still naive. Who needs to learn basic lessons?
Lin Xingchen looked at the boy secretly, and the warm sunlight outside the window fell on his clean face lazily, and fell on his soft short hair, reflecting his backlit side face like a face, inexplicably, Lin Xingchen ’s My heart beat a beat.
She knew she didn't care, but she also knew that every time she met the sun, this pleasing landscape would slowly enter her mind.
While Lin Xingchen was on a small mission, a shimmering Mediterranean suddenly appeared outside the window.
Dean?
Lin Xingchen looked back immediately and pretended to study the mathematical formula on the scratch paper. But in the front row, Luo Qinge still obsessively watched extracurricular novels, and from time to time showed a sweet and happy nympho.
"Wood, is Fang Qi also in the basketball match between our school and the third middle school today?"
Luo Qinge didn't seem to be aware of the danger of getting closer. She still smiled at a handsome photo caught in the novel, and at the same time pushed back the sleeping Chen Yimu who was dozing behind her.
"He is the captain, of course."
"Oh, that's good, then go to sleep."
Lin Xingchen's heart was already suspended in her throat. She sitting in the last row witnessed how the director of teaching approached with her waist on her waist, and how she cleverly used the mathematics teacher's voice to write chalk while sliding into the classroom. The target approached quickly without knowing the or the ghost.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Fang. Excuse me, just one minute." This loud voice sounded like a thunder, and broke into the minds of Luo Qinge and Chen Yimu.
I saw that Zhu Yidao was like an agile leopard. He lifted Chen Yimu's back collar in front of him and dragged him out of his dream, while the other hand steadily succeeded the novel from Luoqinge's drawer. Seized.
"You, read novels in class, confiscated! You, go to bed on the first day of class and give a yellow card warning!"
Looking at the novel in Zhu Yidao's hand, Luo Qinge instantly changed his face.
If it ’s just a novel that has been taken away, it ’s not so tense, but the key is that there is a photo of a boy in the novel. If this is discovered ...
"Teacher Fang, you continue."
Lectures continued to sound as if nothing had happened. But the abnormal heartbeat rhythm has told everyone that something terrible has happened just now.
"Don't be dazed, don't turn your head, don't learn to sleep and read novels in class." Lu Yibai's voice floated slowly, "As for turning your head to look at me, it's not good. Study hard, everything is fine. "
"I ... I haven't looked at you!" The words without confidence were not finished, Lin Xingchen's complexion had already completely betrayed her.
From small to big, she was the first time she was so direct, without changing her face, or even poking her pain without even giving her sight.
But no matter how she explained it, Lu Yibai seemed to have turned into an ice sculpture without emotion. No matter how hard it is afterwards, it can only aggravate your guilty conscience.
This guy really looks like a big ice cube.
Finally, the bell rang after school. In this large class, all the students wandering in the book sea can go to the playground to see the sun, follow the beats of radio gymnastics, activities and muscles. By the way, when turning around, sneak a glance at the one that is very personal Is a special person.
Class teacher Zhang Lihua leaned into the head from outside the corridor: "Lin Xingchen, the director asked you to print the application form at the Academic Affairs Office; Lu Yibai, come to my office to talk about the robot competition."
"Good teacher!"
"Ok."
Lin Xingchen opened his eyes wide and squinted carefully to look at the big ice cube around him, as if he had made a new discovery. Is this guy so cold to the teacher?
No, although he just "huh", he smiled slightly in the corner of his mouth and the respect and humility radiated from his eyes, but it was very charming, even far beyond other replies with words.
Such a temperament is really born with it.
...
It wasn't until everyone walked out of the classroom that Luo Qinge dragged Chen Yimu, who had been pressed by her in the crack of the door.
"Wood, rivers and lakes help, how about helping Brother Qin? Go to the director's office to help me get the book back."
Looking at Luo Qinge's "very pitiful" appearance, Chen Yimu replied with a high head: "ba go!"
"Anyway, this is not the first time you have done this kind of thing. Well, what are your shortcomings recently?"
Chen Yimu raised his chin and thought about it, "His, the kart I played recently should be replaced with new equipment!"
"I'll buy!"
"My Q coins seem to be running out soon."
"Chen Yimu, don't go too far!"
"Ok?"
"Yes, I charge!"
Chen Yimu stretched out lazily with satisfaction: "Okay, I know, Xiaogezi, please step back."
Luo Qinge could not help but swallow his fists and left. Looking at the rich woman who often hammered herself and bowing to her, Chen Yimu laughed very productively.