I Like You

I thought I met a small milk cat, but unexpectedly bumped into a small wild cat.

Still the kind of little wild cat that can swallow people.

Jiang Su touched the button twice, and thought to himself: with feeling.

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Although Lin Wei and Jiangsu lived on the same floor, in the next two days, Lin Wei went out several times, but never met Jiangsu.

Lin Wei thought to herself that it was probably on Friday that she had collided with Jiangsu too many times. God finally found the bug and fixed it overnight.

On Sunday evening, I have to study in the evening. Even if I am a day student, I must arrive at school at 6 o’clock on Sunday afternoon.

Teachers in Fourth Middle School have always had this habit, and like to take up late self-study lecture papers or take exams in class.

The bell did not ring for the evening self-study class, and the math teacher entered the classroom with the papers from last week’s evening self-study exam.

The math teacher was named Zeng Jian, and he liked Lin Wei so much, so the first thing he came in, he put the paper on Lin Wei's desk: "Lin Wei, send a paper."

Zeng Jian has a habit of scoring every time whether it is a major or a quiz, and also arranges the scores in order from high to low.

Lin Wei used to put the top math paper on her desk, and then took the other papers, "walking through the streets and alleys" along the desk aisle and began to send the papers.

The dozen or so students in the first class of mathematics are not bad, and anyone who is a little careless can fall into several places. Lin Wei has a good memory, and found that the top ten in this class test and the last one, except for her, basically changed the water.

With 36 classmates in a class, Lin Wei saw "Chen Yang" who occupied the last place in mathematics all the year round, and habitually thought it was over, but found that there was another paper below.

She was stunned for two seconds, and when she saw "Jiangsu" on the paper, she realized that there are 37 classmates in class one now.

While moving toward her position, she glanced at the curly noodles that had now snatched Chen Yang's last place.

In the first class, even if Chen Yang is the last one, the score can still pass.

And now this one is down, the curly face is really amazing.

Others' papers were drawn in the wrong place by the teacher, but his papers were drawn in the correct place by the teacher.

At a glance, there are two check marks, one is a multiple-choice question, and the other is a fill-in-the-blank question.

This newcomer, answering all questions depends on Meng, all multiple choice questions D, fill in the blank questions all fill in 1, and the answer questions are all blank.

Before Jiang Su arrived, Lin Wei put his two-point paper on his table.

The bell rang for the evening self-study class. Zeng Jian stood on the stage and started a round of criticism: "Song Qianqian was fifth in the exam last time, and she slipped to the seventeenth this time. Your score is the same as a roller coaster. .Wang Wei, what do you mean by missing three multiple-choice questions? Waiting for me to answer you? And Lin Ye, are you playing graffiti? It made the paper a pool of pen water."

This kind of scene, the students in Class 1 are not surprised, everyone is super stable listening to Zeng's training.

Ten minutes later, everyone unspokenly turned out their own workbooks, and while they were reading the questions they wanted, they listened to the papers of Zeng Jian's lecture.

A paper is finished, and the first evening self-study is also over. Jiangsu, who has scored 2 points in the exam, has not arrived yet.

Lin Wei sighed and read the English title on the paper while turning the pen, while pulling out the discipline book from her desk pocket.

She marked the English answer first, then opened the discipline book, wrote a date on it, and then wrote Jiang Su in the name column, followed by 5 points, because of absenteeism.

After Zeng Jian finished speaking the papers, before leaving, he issued another set of papers for everyone to do during the second class.

On Sunday nights, the teacher may not always be there. In many cases, the second class is all consciously, but the dean of the academic affairs office is there, and if he has nothing to do, he will walk around the classroom with the pointer.

Lin Wei rushed to finish that page of English questions, and rushed to the bathroom just before class. She went back to the classroom again, the class bell had already rang.

She glanced at the paper that had been reduced by Zeng. The question was too easy for her. She was too lazy to take the paper home to make it, and decided to solve it in a class.

She and Bai Jian were no one behind all the year round, and Lin Wei often leaned on the table behind the podium with her back to the podium for efficiency.

She didn't think much, took the draft paper, turned her chair, and lay down on the back table and began to make papers.

Ten minutes after the start of self-study in the second night, Jiang Su slowly walked into the classroom through the back door.

He saw the little girl lying on his desk immersed in the question, and subconsciously stopped.

The classmates in an entire classroom are busy with each other, and no one notices that someone enters the back door.

Jiang Su didn't say a word either, his left shoulder collapsed, and he leaned against the wall casually, staring at the little neighbor with his eyelids down.

Little next door put on school uniforms again, washed clean, the zipper still pulled to the top, she took the pen, and did not look away from the paper, occasionally scratching the draft paper next to it, but only two. Next, you will soon tick an answer on the paper.

She looked very behaving, like a pupil, and even the words written on the paper were neatly stroked.

But the very obedient little neighbor, not long after obedient, stretched out his hand to the back, took the bag into his arms, did not leave the paper while answering the question, while taking a while from the inside, took out a bag of unsealed Ollie Oh.

She took a piece of Oreo, put it in her mouth, took another piece, and while eating the last piece, she filled in an answer on the paper, and turned the paper over.

When she was about to put the second Oreo in her mouth, the dean of the Academic Affairs Office passed through the corridor and looked into a classroom through the window.

Perceiving that the dean of the Academic Affairs Office was in vain, he coughed lightly.

From the corner of Lin Wei's eyes, she glanced out the window and saw her as the Director of Academic Affairs. She stared at the Oreo in her hand and was silent for three seconds. She calmly dropped the Oreo that was supposed to be delivered to her mouth on the paper. , And wiped it pretentiously.

The dean of the Office of Academic Affairs was very satisfied with the classmates in the first place. He couldn't see clearly the situation on the paper through the window. He thought that Lin Wei was holding an eraser in her hand, so she didn't linger much, watching the whole class. The classmates who were studying neatly left very satisfied.

When the dean of the Academic Affairs Office appeared, the class that was quiet instantly began to become a little noisy.

Lin Wei put the Oreo that had been rubbed off the paper on the draft paper, and then stared at the chocolate marks left on the paper, agitated.

When I was shaking smart, it was cool, but now I don’t feel cool.

...The paper is ruined.

Lin Wei picked the chocolate, but didn't pick it off, she changed to rubbing, and the worse the rubbing became.

Just as she was thinking about what to do, a cool voice came from next to her: "You can lick it down."