Feed You Sweets

I thought that Luo Tao was just talking casually, but when Wei Ruxia went out on Monday when she went to school, she saw Luo Tao who was leaning against her house.

The early morning sun is full of dew, and every ray of light makes people feel refreshed. In the sun, the boy's white shirt was as clean as new, with a schoolbag slung over his straight shoulders, and he was reading a comic book in his hand.

Seeing Wei Ruxia coming out, Luo Tang raised his eyes and looked at her. As soon as he took away the comic book in his hand, he got up and looked down at Wei Ruxia and said.

"Let's go."

The sudden farewell with friends made Li Suhe's body and spirit a little unbearable. After his friend had funeral, Li Suhe was sent back to his home in the outer suburbs by Wei Zishan. After returning to rest for a day, Li Suhe called Wei Ruxia, his tone was exhausted and apologetic.

Wei Ruxia knows that her grandmother is probably exhausted physically and mentally after reconciling her and Wei Zishan for so long. In order not to worry her, Wei Ruxia told her that everything is fine now. She didn't want to worry her, so she told her everything is fine now.

"Are you going to school with Luo Yan now?" Li Suhe asked.

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

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

Ancheng, where Wei Ruxia was taken over in June, has been living in her grandma's house for two months. Her house is in a small town on the outskirts of Ancheng. It is as beautiful as an ink painting in June when it rains.

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

As soon as Wei Ruxia hung up, the math teacher Liu Naiwen entered the classroom with a stack of test papers in her hand.

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

"It's only two weeks before school starts to take an exam!"

"There is nothing to test, I didn't learn a few pages of textbooks at all!"

Liu Naiwen is a 35-year-old short and thin middle-aged man with glasses and a hump on his back. He looks a little cheerful and he is quite humorous.

Hearing the students complaining sentence after sentence, Liu Naiwen put the paper on the table, raised his eyebrows funny, and said: "Don't want to take the exam? Don't take the college entrance examination. Go home. You go home and inherit your family business. Go home and farm."

The class laughed, and Liu Naiwen knocked on the desk with the blackboard eraser and said, "Okay, clean up the desk and start the exam. Don't rush to belittle yourself, feel that you haven't learned well. You will know after the test is over. It's not that you are arrogant, you really didn't learn well."

Although the classroom atmosphere was very relaxed by Liu Naiwen, the math problems on the papers were not relaxed at all. After class was over, Hu Yinyin slammed his face on the desk and said, "This is over."

Behind Han Junsong was looking in the mirror to comb his newly permed hair. After hearing Hu Yinyin's words, Han Junsong spit out, "Do you think you can't finish it before taking the exam?"

Hu Yinyin stood up, chased Han Junsong and beat him.

Hu Yinyin was white and fat and a little short, while Han Junsong was black and thin, and half a head taller than Hu Yinyin. The two chased in the classroom, the picture was a bit funny, and the classmates laughed again.

Wei Ruxia couldn't laugh. The air conditioner and cool breeze were on in the classroom, and she was very restless thinking that she was empty of most of the test papers.

The single-subject test was approved very quickly, and it was corrected on Tuesday. After the mathematics class representative Li Yiting sent homework, he brought back the test papers from yesterday's test and sent it along.

Where Li Yiting went, there must be a wailing.

The test papers of all the people around were sent down, only Wei Ruxia's did not. She looked up at Li Yiting, who handed the last paper to Han Junsong. In the joy that Han Junsong was surprised that he actually scored 35 points, Li Yiting Pushing the glasses, Wei Ruxia was told a bad news.

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

Wei Ruxia's heart sank with a "thump".

Hu Yinyin also squeezed a sweat for her. She put the paper back and asked Li Yiting.

"Lao Liu is not in a bad mood, right?"

Li Yiting pushed his glasses again. He was also quite white, and his facial features were very light. Pushing his glasses like this made him feel very elite.

"It's okay, playing Lianliankan."

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 math teachers are in the math group. There is one office for every four teachers.

The office is not big. Two desks by the window are joined together. One desk sits with a teacher. On the desk are computers and various books and teaching plans.

On the four tables, Liu Naiwen is the most messy. When Wei Ruxia went there, there were only two teachers in the office. A teacher immersed himself in preparing lessons, while Liu Naiwen was playing Lianliankan. He put a glass on the table with a little goji berry soaked in it. The bright red goji berries are in the transparent water, bubbling from time to time.

When 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 automatically bowed his head. Then Liu Naiwen asked her to go in.

Wei Ruxia sat on the chair next to 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 pins and needles.

She didn't even take Han Junsong's exam.

I can see that Wei Ruxia is a little nervous. Liu Naiwen makes her expression as kind as possible, pushes her test paper forward, and asks: "Can't the course keep up? Is it my way of teaching? You are not used to it?"

The strength of the teachers in Ancheng No. 1 Middle School has nothing to say, and it is definitely not a problem of teachers teaching.

"No." After Wei Ruxia denied it, she said to Liu Naiwen: "When I was a freshman in high school, I learned Textbook B."

Liu Naiwen heard from Ke Wenzhen, the head teacher of the 15th class, that Wei Ruxia was transferred from the north, so he should take care of it. But the textbooks are different and the basics are different, and he has no choice but to let Wei Ruxia study again, and then catch up with the progress of the students.

"That's it." Liu Naiwen said clearly. He handed the test paper to Wei Ruxia first, then glanced at his desk, and pulled out a math textbook for the first semester of high school from a pile of lesson plans.

"Then you should lay a solid foundation. Go back and read this textbook for yourself. If you don't have it, just ask me or your classmates."

Wei Ruxia returned to the classroom with his textbooks and test papers. When entering, she happened to see Luo Tao standing in front of the window in the classroom corridor, and a boy next to him was talking to him.

The next class is Chinese, but the Chinese teacher has something to do, so it is arranged for self-study.

Still thinking of the math teacher's words in her heart, Wei Ruxia didn't stop at the door much, and pushed the door into the classroom. Luo Yuan raised her eyes and glanced at her, after speaking with the boy, she turned back to the classroom.

As soon as Luo Tao entered the door, Han Junsong leaned over and asked, "Xu Lingzhou has brought someone here?"

The last time Luo Tao singled out Xu Lingzhou, he almost beat him up. He didn't dare to beat Luo Tao himself. He didn't know where to recruit soldiers and buy horses. He brought more than 20 people and asked Luo Tao and the others at the school gate. Internet cafes dry up.

This kind of group fights will always make the passionate teenagers feel excited and ready to move.

Compared with Han Junsong's uncontrollable, Luo Yun was much calmer. He opened the comic book in his hand and answered casually, listening to Han Junsong chattering about his battle plan and the dialogue between the two girls in front of him. .

"The textbooks are different? Wow, math is so difficult, I can't help you." Hu Yinyin's head grew.

Wei Ruxia was more anxious than Hu Yinyin, but she didn't get out of trouble, opened the textbook and started reading. Although the textbooks are divided into A and B, the high school syllabus is clearly delineated, and there are still similarities between the two textbooks.

Seeing Wei Ruxia reading the book calmly, without turning the page for a long time, Hu Yinyin leaned over and asked: "Understand?"

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

Hu Yinyin: "..."

Hu Yinyin was impatient. Seeing that Wei Ruxia had difficulties, she spared no effort to help. She raised her eyes and scanned the position by the classroom window, and saw Li Yiting who was pushing his glasses, and she had an idea.

"Hey, I heard that our class is about to change positions. Would you like to talk to the class teacher in advance and ask you to move to the window and sit at the same table with Li Yiting."

Li Yiting is a student master, originally from the Orsay class, but later felt that he also liked other subjects, so he moved from the Orsay class to Class 15.

As soon as Hu Yinyin's voice fell, the young man reading the manga from behind obliquely turned the page and paused.

Wei Ruxia thinks that Hu Yinyin's plan is feasible, but the position adjustment is not today, and she has to look at the teaching materials now. She has learned mathematics well, and it took a long time for her to figure out a problem in three or two steps in the textbook.

It's okay to figure it out, but the key is that there are still things that you don't understand.

More than half of the self-study has passed, and Wei Ruxia looked up from the textbook, his brain numb. The classmates around her, Hu Yinyin said, they were all those who did not learn well, but once learned it is better than the one she never learned.

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

The distance between the two is not too far, and Wei Ruxia was about to ask when the back door was suddenly opened. Standing outside was the boy who had just talked to Luo Tang, and there were a few people behind him.

As soon as the person opened the door, the classmates in the classroom turned their heads for more than half of them. After seeing the crowd, they glanced at Luo Yuan again, and went back to study as usual.

"Brother Luo." The boy called Luo Tang.

Luo Tang put the comics in his hand and glanced up at Wei Ruxia, who was about to turn back. There was no emotion in his dark eyes.

"Why don't you ask me?"

The sound is not too loud, just enough to be heard by the people behind.

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

There was a harsh sound from the chair rubbing the ground, Luo Tang stood up from the position and walked to Wei Ruxia's side.

He is very tall. In order for Wei Ruxia to hear his voice, Luo Tao put one hand on the back of Wei Ruxia's chair and the other hand on Wei Ruxia's textbook.

The well-knotted fingers rested on Wei Ruxia's textbook. Luo Tang's eyelashes drooped slightly and met Wei Ruxia's light brown eyes.

"Take it after speaking. Which question can't be done?"

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