After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"If you can't keep up, just quit."

Otherwise, in the case of Hou Siyuan, who has tossed people and children into psychological problems for the sake of a competition, then it is really worth the loss.

"It's useless," Yu Wenzhou shook his head, "Look at him, is it possible to quit?"

I entered the infirmary in the morning, ran back to class in the afternoon, and took the initiative to change to Jiang Fuyue's side.

Meng Zhijian frowned: "I'll call his parents."

"Let's take a look, maybe we can keep up?"

Under the high-intensity training, Hou Siyuan was definitely not the only one who felt exhausted, but he was given special attention because of his overreaction.

This also shows from the side that the current training is problematic.

But in a short period of time, I couldn't think of a good way to solve it, and I could only take it one step at a time.

"If only there were more students like Jiang Fuyue." Meng Zhijian sighed.

Yu Wenzhou followed his line of sight, his eyes fell on the thin but straight back of the girl, he couldn't help laughing——

"You think that genius is the radish in the field, how many do you want to pull? What are you dreaming about in the daytime?"

"Don't come! Dare you say you don't think so?"

Yu Wenzhou shook his head solemnly, "Absolutely not."

Meng Zhijian pouted, I believe in you, bad old man!

...

On the fifth day of the training camp, a person was added to the class.

"Ling Xuan, find a seat first."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng."

Liu Bowen hissed: "...Why is he here?"

While speaking, Yu Guang locked on Jiang Fuyue.

Cough, when Ling Xiaocao went to their class and rejected Jiang Fuyue in public, he was turned against the army. He witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

To say that the two are okay... Liu Bowen doesn't believe it.

But the specific relationship is really mysterious and wonderful, even his fiery eyes can't see through.

For example, as soon as Ling Xuan entered the classroom, his eyes were glued to Jiang Fuyue, and he never tore it off.

But what about Jiang Fuyue? The school grass is not as good-looking as the test paper in her hand.

"From today, we have one more member in our team. In the near future, Ling Xuan will go to the exam room with everyone."

"Welcome classmate Ling-"

"Sit here!"

"I have a vacancy here too."

It is not difficult to see that Ling Xuan is very popular in the whole grade and even the whole school.

But he refused one by one, walked straight towards Jiang Fuyue, then sat down in front of her, leaving the back of her head for her.

Liu Bowen: "?" Why choose the front row?

Hou Siyuan: "?" I suspect that he wants my seat, but it is difficult to speak.

And Jiang Fuyue has quickly finished filling in the blanks and choosing, and is ready to start with the big topic. As for Ling Xuan...

Maybe in her eyes, it is about equal to air.

After class, the reason why Ling Xuan appeared in the competition class was taken upside down.

Sure enough, the school grass brings its own heat wherever it goes.

"I heard that he applied for it himself."

"You don't know, when Ling Xiaocao first entered the first year of high school, both the Math Olympiad class and the competition class were in, but later on, his energy was limited, and he might also want to specialize in one subject, so he gave up the competition, and it's a pity for Teacher Meng. long time."

"Then why is he back now?"

"Who knows? Maybe there was a conflict between the two classes in the past, and there was no way to participate at the same time. Now that the time has been adjusted, and someone has set a precedent, Ling Xiaocao was reluctant to give up the competition and came back? By the way, he is still at the same time. Take a math Olympiad class."

"Isn't that the same as Jiang Fuyue?"

Everyone looked in a certain direction at the same time.

In fact, they rarely mentioned Jiang Fuyue in their chats, and for some reason, they all chose to avoid them subconsciously.

Maybe her loner style has drawn a gap between herself and everyone else, or maybe she's standing on a different plane than others, or maybe it's hard for good people to accept people who are better than them. exist?

In short, Jiang Fuyue is high above, with a sense of distance.

This feeling is even stronger than that brought by Ling Xuan, otherwise, how could they talk about the school grass without any pressure, but keep a close eye on Jiang Fuyue?

In this room, the competition training is in full swing; in that room, the Mathematical Olympiad class is not very refreshing.

To be precise, Xu Jing was upset.

Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou, the two wolves, first snatched Jiang Fuyue from him, and then did not know what method they used to scare Ling Xuan away.

"...Lao Zhao, you are the grade director of your grade, why don't you care?"

Zhao Tiejun took a slow sip of tea: "What do you want me to do?"

"Of course, give me someone to come back!"

"Are students willing?"

"..." Xu Jing stopped talking.

"Jiang Fuyue has two classes, and now Ling Xuan applies, so I can't stop it and treat it differently? What's more, he has the ability to do both."

After Xu Jing heard it, he was unhappy and wrote all of it on his face: "So you have to sacrifice Olympic numbers for the competition? Don't bring such a thing!"

"Old Xu, don't worry! It's over if you say sacrifice. When the preliminaries are over, Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan are still yours. It only takes half a month..."

"It's less than half a month?! If you don't practice for a day, you're going to regress!"

"Really?" Zhao Tiejun glanced at him coldly, "But how did I hear that although Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan didn't go to class, they completed their homework on time every time, and they were almost all right."

Xu Jing choked.

Zhao Tiejun patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Xu, you can't be so stingy, be generous, don't you want to try the potential of these two children?"

"Go, go, don't do this with me!"

The action is disgusting, but the eyes are contemplative.

After this conversation, Xu Jing reluctantly accepted the fact that "the apprentice was robbed", but turned around and handed the papers to Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan, but he never hesitated.

"...A total of seven sets of questions, 28 pages, to be completed within this week, any questions?"

Jiang Fuyue's expression was light: "No."

As long as she wanted to, let alone seven sets, even seventeen sets could be finished.

Ling Xuan paused for a while before nodding, already planning the time in his heart——

There are four days left in this week, 28 pages, and on average, at least 7 pages must be completed every day. According to his current hand speed, it will take about 3 to 4 hours, so he can only use the time after school. In this way, all the training content of the competition class must be completed during the day, otherwise he will stay up late...

After leaving the office, Jiang Fuyue walked in front of herself.

Ling Xuan has silently made a plan for the next study, Fu raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the girl's back.

She seems to be thinner than ordinary girls, but her back is more straight, with an indescribable temperament, or... imposing.

"Jiang Fuyue, wait..." Ling Xuan caught up.

"Is something wrong?" She turned back, her peach blossom eyes glowed.

At the moment of looking at each other, Ling Xuan dodged unconsciously, but he felt that it was too cowardly, so he forced his eyes to meet, "...Write the test paper together on the weekend?"

"no need."

"I don't mean anything else. You and I are the only ones in the school who have participated in the physical competition and the math Olympiad at the same time. We can achieve more with less effort. You should know this without me telling you."

Jiang Fuyue smiled: "I don't mean anything else, I just don't think it's necessary."

Ling Xuan: "?"

"Because—I can finish it without having to wait until the weekend."

Sister Yue: Little chicken, you are still tender.

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