Feed You a Candy

I thought Luo Yuan was just talking casually, but I didn't expect that when Wei Ruxia went out to school on Monday, he saw Luo Yuan leaning against her door.

The early morning sunlight was with dew, and every ray of light made people feel refreshed. In the sun, the teenager's white shirt was as clean as a new one, with a schoolbag slanting on his straight shoulders, and a comic book in his hand.

Seeing Wei Ruxia coming out, Luo Xuan looked up at her. As soon as the comic book in his hand was closed, he stood and looked down at Wei Ruxia, saying.

"Go."

Sudden goodbye to friends suddenly made Li Suhe's body and spirit a bit unbearable. After friends died, Li Suhe was returned to his home in the far suburbs by Wei Zishan. After going back to rest for a day, Li Suhe called Wei Ruxia, his voice full of exhaustion and apology.

Wei Ruxia knew that grandma had been reconciled between her and Wei Zishan for so long, and it was estimated that she was exhausted. In order not to worry her, Wei Ruxia told her that everything is fine now. She didn't want to worry her, she told her that everything is fine now.

"Do you all go to and from school with Luo Yuan now?" Li Suhe asked.

"Well." Wei Ruxia said, "I like the three meals a day prepared by my aunt at home, and my dad likes it too."

Listening to her taking the initiative to mention Wei Zishan, Li Suhe felt a lot relieved. She said to Wei Ruxia: "Then you and your dad get along well. When the National Day holiday is coming, come to play with grandma."

An Rucheng, who was picked up by Wei Ruxia in June, has been living at the grandma's house for two months. Her house is in a small town in the far suburbs of Ancheng. In June, the town was as beautiful as ink painting.

Wei Ruxia nodded and promised, "Okay, grandma."

Wei Ruxia just hung up the phone, and math teacher Liu Naiwen entered the classroom with a stack of test papers in his hand.

Seeing the test paper in his hand, the class suddenly complained.

"This is only two weeks after the beginning of the exam!"

"What can I do, I didn't learn a few pages of textbooks!"

Liu Naiwen is a 35-year-old, short, middle-aged man with glasses, a camel back, a somewhat happy look, and a humorous person.

Hearing the complaints of the students one after another, Liu Naiwen put the paper on the table and raised his eyebrows in a funny way, saying, "Don't want to take the exam? Don't take the college entrance exam anymore, go home, you go home and inherit your business, I Go home and plant the land."

The whole class laughed loudly, Liu Naiwen knocked on the table with the blackboard eraser, and said, "Okay, clean up the desk and start the exam. Don't worry about being too thin, think you haven't learned well, and you will know after the test, you It’s not that you’re indifferent, you really didn’t learn well.”

Although the classroom atmosphere was very relaxed by Liu Naiwen, the math problems on the paper were not easy. After finishing the get out of class, Hu Yinyin smashed his face on the desk and said, "This is over."

Later, Han Junsong was combing his newly-burned hair in the mirror, and after listening to Hu Yinyin, Han Junsong vomited: "Don't you think you can't finish it before the exam?"

Hu Yinyin stood up and chased after Han Junsong.

Hu Yinyin is white and fat, a little short, while Han Junsong is black and thin, and he is half as tall as Hu Yinyin. The two chased in the classroom, the picture was a little funny, and the classmates laughed again.

Wei Ruxia couldn't laugh, the air conditioner and the cool breeze were turned on in the classroom. She thought that she had emptied more than half of the exam papers, and she was very irritable.

The single-subject test approval was quick, and it was revised on Tuesday. After the mathematics class representative Li Yiting sent homework, he brought the test papers from yesterday's test together and sent them back.

Where Li Yiting went, there must be a wave of wailing.

The test papers of everyone around them were sent out, only Wei Ruxia did not. She looked up at Li Yiting, who handed the last paper to Han Junsong. In the joy of Han Junsong's 35-point test, Li Yiting Pushed the glasses, told Wei Ruxia a bad news.

"The teacher asked you to go to the office."

Wei Ruxia's heart sank with a chuckle.

Hu Yinyin beside him also squeezed a lot of sweat for her. She released the paper and asked Li Yiting.

"Old Liu is not in a bad mood?"

Li Yiting pushed the glasses again. He was also quite white. The facial features were very light. Such a push of glasses made him feel elite.

"It's okay, playing again and again."

The offices of Ancheng No. 1 Middle School are set up according to different subjects. The English teachers are unified in the English group, and the mathematics teachers are in the mathematics group. Every four teachers have an office.

The office is not big. Two desks are spliced ​​together by the window. A teacher sits on a table. Computers and various books are placed on the desk.

On the four tables, Liu Naiwen was the most chaotic. When Wei Ruxia went, there were only two teachers in the office. A teacher immersed himself in the lesson preparation, and Liu Naiwen was playing again and again. A glass was placed on his table, and a little wolfberry was soaked in the glass. The bright red wolfberry was bubbled in transparent water from time to time.

As soon as Wei Ruxia knocked on the door, the two teachers looked over at the same time. After she called "teacher" to Liu Naiwen, the other teacher bowed her head automatically. Then, Liu Naiwen asked her to go in.

Wei Ruxia sat in a chair beside Liu Naiwen's desk and watched her test papers spread on Liu Naiwen's desk. The "34" on it made her feel like sitting on a needle felt.

She didn't even take Han Junsong.

It can be seen that Wei Ruxia is a little nervous, and Liu Naiwen made her expression as kind as possible, pushed her test paper forward, and asked, "Can't the course keep up? Is it my way of teaching, are you not used to it?"

The teachers in Ancheng No. 1 Middle School have nothing to say, and it is definitely not a problem for teachers.

"No," Wei Ruxia said to Liu Naiwen after denying, "When I was a freshman, I was studying textbook B."

Liu Naiwen heard from Ke Wenzhen, the class teacher of Class 15, that Wei Ruxia was transferred from the north and asked him to take care of it. But the teaching materials are different, and the foundation is different. He has no choice but to let Wei Ruxia study again, and then catch up with the progress of the students.

"That's right." Liu Naiwen said clearly, he first handed the test paper to Wei Ruxia, and then glanced at his desk. From a pile of teaching plans, a mathematics textbook for the first semester was drawn.

"Then you need to lay a solid foundation first. If you go back and look at this textbook yourself, if you have any questions, ask me, or ask your classmates."

Wei Ruxia returned to the classroom with textbooks and test papers. When he went in, he just saw Luo Yuan standing in front of the window in the classroom corridor. A boy next to him was talking to him.

The next lesson is Chinese, but the Chinese teacher has something to do, so the arrangement is self-study.

Still thinking about the math teacher, Wei Ruxia did not stay at the door, pushed the door into the classroom. Luo Yuan glanced at her, and after speaking with the boy, he turned back to the classroom.

As soon as Luo Yuan entered the door, Han Junsong came together and asked, "Xu Lingzhou brought someone?"

Last time Luo Xuan singled out Xu Lingzhou and almost beat him, he didn't dare to beat Luo Xuan himself. He didn't know where to recruit troops and bought horses. He brought more than 20 people and asked Luo Xuan to interstellar at the school gate. Internet cafe dry rack.

This kind of group fight will always make the blood-thirsty teenagers thrive and be eager to move.

Compared with Han Junsong's restraint, Luo Yuan was much calmer. He opened the comic book in his hand and responded casually, listening to Han Junsong chattering his battle plan and the conversation between the two girls in front of him. .

"The teaching materials are different? Wow, math is so hard, I can't help you." Hu Yinyin's head is all big.

Wei Ruxia was more worried than Hu Yinyin, but she retreated without any difficulty and opened the textbook to start reading. Although the textbooks A and B are divided, the high school syllabus is clearly defined, and the two textbooks have something in common.

Looking at Wei Ruxia, he looked at the book calmly without turning the pages for a long time. Hu Yinyin leaned over and asked, "Did you understand?"

Wei Ruxia stared at the numbers in the textbook and answered honestly: "I don't understand."

Hu Yinyin: "..."

Hu Yinyin is an impatient person. Seeing Wei Ruxia having difficulty, she spares no effort to help. She lifted her eyes to the position near the window of the classroom and saw Li Yiting, who was pushing her glasses.

"Hey, I heard that our class is about to adjust its position soon. Would you like to talk to the class teacher in advance and ask you to transfer to the table with Li Yiting at the window."

Li Yiting was a school bully, originally from the Orsay class, but then he felt that he liked other subjects, so he moved from the Orsay class to the fifteenth class.

As soon as Hu Yinyin's voice fell, the teenager who read the manga diagonally turned the page.

Wei Ruxia thought that Hu Yinyin's plan was feasible, but the position adjustment was not today, and she had to look at the textbook now. She learned mathematics in general, and it took three or two steps to prove a problem in the textbook. It took her a long time to understand.

It's okay to figure it out. The key is to understand it.

More than half of the self-study has passed, Wei Ruxia looked up from the textbook, and his brain was a mess. The classmates around her said to Hu Yinyin that all of them were not good at learning, but once they learned, it was always better than hers.

Wei Ruxia took the textbook and began to ask the students around him this question. Quietly in the self-study class, she whispered the people around, around, and around, and began to ask the people around, around, and after asking the surroundings, there was one person left.

The two were not far away, Wei Ruxia just asked, and the back door was suddenly opened. Standing outside was the boy who had just spoken to Luo Xuan. He also followed a few people behind him in a big battle.

As soon as the man opened the door, most of the classmates in the classroom looked back. After seeing the crowd, they looked at Luo Yuan again, and they used to look back and continue to study.

"Brother Luo." The boy called Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan put the manga in his hand and looked up at Wei Ruxia, who was about to turn back. His dark eyes could not see the emotion.

"Why don't you ask me?"

The sound is not big or small, just happen to be heard by the people in the back circle.

Wei Ruxia stopped turning around and looked at him, wondering: "Aren't you going to fight?"

The chair rubbed against the ground and made a harsh noise. Luo Yuan stood up from the position and walked to Wei Ruxia's side.

He was very tall. In order to let Wei Ruxia hear his voice, Luo Yuan rested one hand on Wei Ruxia's chair back, and the other hand was pressed on Wei Ruxia's textbook.

The ossified fingers were put on Wei Ruxia's textbook, Luo Yuan's eyelashes drooped slightly, and Wei Ruxia's light brown eyes met.

"Play again after speaking. Which question will not be done?"

The author has something to say:

Candy: I ​​will give you a lecture, don't adjust your seat.

Wei Ruxia: ...