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Seeing Bai Ling stepping up to accompany her, the other students in the class had mixed reactions. Some sigh, some admire, and some sour.

I don't know who shouted: "Let's go too! Anyway, it's just a circle!"

"Go to you! I can't run!"

The physical education teacher laughed and scolded: "Wen Yijia can run in that situation, but you can't run? Go, add a lap. Tell other classes to see, the senior class 19 is a classmate who cares for his classmates and has a sense of collective honor. class!"

Not only one of their classes was in gym class on the playground, but there were four or five other classes.

The situation of Wen Yijia was seen by the students and teachers on the playground. If all the students from Class 9 went to accompany him, it would obviously make people feel that this class is great.

The deputy monitor was a boy, so he stood up at this time: "Let's run with the boys! Call the girls to be the cheerleaders, and just applaud us when we come back!"

The physical education teacher smiled and said, "You can ask your classmates if you can?"

Boys and girls said in unison: "Okay!"

So, the deputy squad leader took the lead, and led the boys in the class to chase after him. The girls stood at the finish line, lined up on both sides, waiting for their classmates to come back with a great victory.

Song Yingying also waited at the finish line. She looked at Wen Yijia who was running slowly in the distance, and Bai Ling and the boys who accompanied her, and she was very moved. What a great class they are!

Bai Ling accompanied Wen Yijia to run less than 100 meters when the boys in the class caught up. After learning about the situation, she hesitated and said, "you accompany classmate Wen to run slowly, don't worry, your body is the most important."

"Got it!" the boys exclaimed.

Bai Ling ran across the playground, ran back, and stood with the girls at the finish line.

Finally, the students in the class ran back.

When there were 50 meters left, the girls clenched their fists and shouted, "Come on! Wen Yijia, come on!"

As Wen Yijia ran closer and closer, their shouts became more enthusiastic and high-pitched. So that Wen Yijia was frightened by this enthusiasm, and after stopping, he said somewhat uncomfortably: "Thank you. Thank you everyone."

He was really tired, had little energy, and spoke in a low voice. But looking at his mouth shape, the classmates knew what he was talking about, and gave him a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"

Wen Yijia looked at the warm faces, and gradually revealed a little smile.

This smile fell in Bai Ling's eyes, and she couldn't help but think of the words from her tablemate: "Wen Yijia stopped smiling. He used to smile when he said thank you to people."

He laughed again. He smiled at his classmates.

This was originally a good thing, but Bai Ling couldn't help but think, did he laugh when she ran with her just now?

No, he just looked at her in surprise and said with difficulty, "No."

She insisted to accompany him, and he just said "thank you" and stopped looking at her, but ran away.

Then he laughed. And when he smiled at Song Yingying, he was particularly brilliant.

Song Yingying was holding a pack of tissues, letting him wipe the sweat from his forehead. When Wen Yijia looked at her, the smile in her eyes was bright. The white and chubby face looks so ordinary, but it somehow makes people feel that there is something unusual hidden underneath.

She lowered her head, thought for a while, then turned and walked away.

After the physical education class, the students in the class got along better with Wen Yijia.

Everyone was more tolerant towards Wen Yijia, and Wen Yijia's grudge towards everyone disappeared a lot. He started to forgive them and didn't stand up for his case that day. Just like Song Yingying said, Lin Zhixin is tall and big, and he is not easy to mess with at first sight. It is normal for people not to offend him.

Life is gradually on the right track.

For Song Yingying, as Wen Yijia's deskmate, she accompanies him by his side to ensure that he will not be treated undeservedly, and everything is normal.

For Wen Yijia, the classmates gradually accepted him and treated him like before. They would ask him questions they didn't understand, and they would usually take care of him in small details. Even better than he imagined.

Except for the occasional embarrassment.

For example, on this day, after school at noon, he went downstairs with Song Yingying.

He is bloated, and he always goes to school early and leaves school later, so it is not easy for him to be in danger when he walks the stairs by himself. Song Yingying came earlier than him, but she would go downstairs with him after school.

She didn't say why, as if she happened to want to leave school at this time, Wen Yijia didn't ask her why, and silently accepted her kindness.

The two of them went downstairs normally, but they didn't expect two girls from other classes to go downstairs with them. One of the girls glanced over here and whispered, "Hey, look, it's Wen Yijia, you sent him a love letter before!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Another girl defended in a low voice, "I never sent him a love letter! I don't even know him!"

Pulling another girl, she hurried downstairs.

In the stairwell, one of the girls could still be heard giggling.

They thought their voices were very small, but in the quiet teaching building, a single sound could be heard. Song Yingying and Wen Yijia heard what they said word for word.

Wen Yijia lowered her eyes, didn't speak, as if she didn't hear, and went down the stairs step by step.

"Wen Yijia, your eyes are so good!" Suddenly, Song Yingying's admiring voice came from her side, Wen Yijia turned her head in surprise, and saw her giving him a thumbs up, "This kind of girl is not worthy of you! You Rejecting her is simply too witty!"

Wen Yijia was a little tense at first, but after listening to her words, she suddenly relaxed. He even wanted to laugh a little, then he laughed and nodded to her: "Thank you."

After a pause, "I'm not witty, just not stupid."

He's just not stupid. Not stupid enough to randomly choose a girl he doesn't know, doesn't know, doesn't understand, and doesn't understand him at the same time to fall in love.

The two slowly descended the stairs.

Wen Yijia told her a few more questions before going to dinner.

He doesn't come home at noon. Because the family's financial situation is not good, so do not live in school. After dinner, he returned to the classroom, sat on the bench, and rested for a while.

Not long after, a classmate gradually came, greeted him when they saw him, and then sat down to talk or read a book.

Wen Yijia didn't have much to say to them. He took out a set of papers from the drawer and brushed them one by one.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind: "Wen Yijia, are you doing the exam for the second year of high school?"

Wen Yijia paused at the tip of her pen and turned her head. I saw Bai Ling standing behind him, holding a bottle of mineral water: "Drink or not?"

"No, thank you," he said, putting the pen down and putting the paper in the drawer.

But several classmates had already heard it, and they turned their heads to look at him: "Really? Wen Yijia, are you doing the paper for the second year of high school?"

Wen Yijia frowned. But still nodded: "Yeah."

"You are amazing! You actually learned the second year of high school in advance!" The students exclaimed in amazement.

For most students, it is not easy to learn the current course well. For example, Song Yingying, learning physics is very difficult. Like him, he can learn the current course well, and still have the energy to write the questions in the second year of high school, it is simply amazing!

"Wen Yijia, you are so amazing!" Bai Ling said with admiration.

Wen Yijia didn't really want to talk about this topic. But Bai Ling was the squad leader, and he used to run with him. Although he didn't really need it, she was kind after all. After thinking about it, he said, "I want to do a cram school in the summer vacation."

The family's financial situation is not very good, and he can't do anything else at the moment, so he learns some knowledge about the second year of high school in advance, and plans to set up a cram school in the summer vacation. Whether the students want to consolidate the knowledge of the first year of high school, or contact the knowledge of the second year of high school in advance, he can do it.

Bai Ling nodded: "Okay, I'll go talk to Teacher Xu."

She was very enthusiastic and went to Mr. Xu's office that day and mentioned it to Mr. Xu. Teacher Xu said: "He is a student, without a teacher's qualification certificate, it is impossible to run a cram school. However, he can be an assistant for teachers."

The teachers in the school will have some summer cram schools. If they want, they can make Wen Yijia a teaching assistant.

Wen Yijia originally planned to ask the students in the class if they had any tutoring? Being arranged by Bai Ling like this, he doesn't need to ask himself. The chemistry teacher and the math teacher are going to hire him as a teaching assistant.

"Thank you." Wen Yijia gave Bailing a set of exercises as a thank you.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "We are all classmates, so we should help each other." Zong Ruo asked casually, "Is Song Yingying attending the cram school?"

Wen Yijia thought about it and said, "With her grades, it would be better to participate in the meeting. Is there anything wrong?"

"It's alright." Bai Ling said with a smile, "It's almost time for class, go back to your seat."

Wen Yijia went back.

I mentioned to Song Yingying about the summer cram school.

"Wow, she's so nice!" Song Yingying glanced in Bai Ling's direction, "Not only does she have good intentions, but she can also do good things! She is amazing!"

Wen Yijia also thanked Bailing very much. Although he was caught doing sophomore questions, outside of his plan, it turned out to be a good thing in the end.

"You are also very good." He looked at Song Yingying and said, "By the way, do you want to attend the summer cram school?"

Song Yingying snorted at him: "Why? You want to make my money?"

Wen Yijia choked. Although it was right to make her money, his original intention was for her study.

"Hee hee, join." Song Yingying took out the textbook with a smile before he could explain, "My deskmate is a student tyrant, I can't become a scumbag who can't keep up with class!"

Wen Yijia looked at her soft profile face, a little lightness lingered in her heart.

His roommate has a kind of magic, as long as he is by her side, listening to her talk, even just looking at her, he will feel in a good mood.

In a blink of an eye, high school was over.

After the summer vacation, the students in Class 9 played for a week before starting their career of supplementary lessons.

No way, the monitor is so good at studying, he has to attend remedial classes. What's even more amazing is that Wen Yijia from their class actually wants to be a teaching assistant!

What reason do they have to be salted fish?

Almost 80 percent of the students enrolled in cram schools.

Song Yingying also attended the cram school. Her physics is the worst, and she plans to take advantage of the summer vacation to make up for it. Wen Yijia attended mathematics and chemistry. The two were not in the same cram school, but fortunately they were close enough to talk after class.

On this day, after the cram school, Song Yingying went to Wen Yijia and planned to go with him.

She walked around in the math class and chemistry class without seeing Wen Yijia. When I went back to my physics class, I didn't see Wen Yijia either. He asked the system, "Where is he now?"

The system positioned itself and said, "Behind the building."

Behind the building is an open space, overgrown with weeds, and most people don't go there. Song Yingying felt strange and ran downstairs quickly.

Wen Yijia was surrounded by a few boys with yellow and green hair dyed, and a few of them looked at him and said, "Fatty, I heard that you worked as a teaching assistant for the teacher and took a lot of money?"

The author has something to say: Wen Yijia: I want to jump up and stun them. But I can't jump up. Song classmate, which formula can help me jump up?

Song Yingying: (knocks down Dali Pill) No formula!