My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

There is a class meeting on Monday morning, and the theme is to discuss the seventh cultural festival of the private Daifuku Academy.

The cultural festival is an open cultural activity in the academy, which is generally divided into class exhibitions and club exhibitions. Among them, class exhibitions are mostly in the form of shops, while community exhibitions display results, perform live performances or organize competitions according to the different characteristics of each community.

This is considered to be a relatively grand annual campus event, second only to the Founding Ceremony, and the first-year students in colleges and universities are basically all sixteen years old, which is the age when they love to join in the fun and are full of interest. In addition, I just finished the exam, and I feel very relaxed. The whole class meeting was noisy, voting for projects, and forming a cultural festival committee. It became a mess, and the supervisor teacher of the class didn't show up at all, and the students were left to fiddle with themselves.

But these are not about Hideji Kitahara's business. He is going to join in the fun after these people have discussed it. He will not have any objection if he lifts a table and a few chairs-he still immerses himself in learning himself, although his academic ability this time The evaluation is over, and there will be another one in two months. Of course, one must keep the throne.

Because of the cultural festival, the classroom was full of enthusiasm throughout the morning, and when the lunch break bell rang, these students started to gather and discuss again. There was no winner in the morning, and several activists were canvassing votes, including Uchida Yuma.

At this time, someone in the corridor yelled: "The grades have been posted!"

There was a silence in the classroom, and many people rushed out of the door. After all, rankings are more concerned about things.

Hideji Kitahara also got up and was going to take a look. He was still young and didn't have Xie Xuan's self-cultivation, so he couldn't hold back. Ritsu Shikishima and Yuma Uchida chased after him, so they, a small group of three, went to watch the results together.

The private Daifuku Academy doesn't care about protecting students' privacy and self-esteem. The grade list is posted on the bulletin board in the middle of this floor, so that the top students can enjoy praise, and the poor students can feel ashamed and brave.

At this moment, the front of the bulletin board was crowded with people, and from time to time there were praises like "that's amazing".

Uchida Xiongma jumped out of his temper, shouted "Let my uncle Xiongma take a look" and opened the way first, leading Kitahara Hideji and Shikishima Ritsu to squeeze into the crowd, and before the bulletin board, Kitahara Hideji naturally looked at the first One of the top columns, then lowered his head, rubbed his eyes and took another look... What the hell?

Grade one: Noki Suzuki, class A, 725 points?

He was a little confused, what's going on? Didn't Suzuki Noki never come to class? Didn't you lie in the hospital when school started? She came to take the test? Even if you take the exam, how can you get full marks? (The full score is 725)

He glanced down again—Second in grade, Kitahara Hideji, class B of the first year, with a score of 722...

3 points short? ! Hideji Kitahara felt tight in his chest, and his face was a little ugly, and at this moment, Ritsu Shikishima's exclamation came from his ear: "The genius girl really lives up to her reputation, Kitahara-kun!"

"Genius girl?"

"Haven't Kitahara-kun heard of her? The national standard IQ test is as high as 160, Suzuki Noki, a genius who is only one out of a million people! I didn't expect her to take the exam, and I thought she would not come." Ritsu Shishima His tone was full of envy, but in the blink of an eye, he looked at Hideji Kitahara with some admiration and said, "Kun Kitahara is also very powerful, he is indeed a talented person, only three points behind her."

Shikishima Ritsu doesn't think that he and Suzuki Noki are people from the same world, and he doesn't have the intention to compare with her, and he really thinks that Hideji Kitahara's behavior of almost getting a perfect score can be called a feat - the third place is behind Kitahara Show times 21 points.

But Hideji Kitahara didn't see it that way, he looked at that 725 with suspicion and confusion.

It seems that the difference between the two sides is only 3 points, but what if Suzuki Noki got this score because the test paper only got 725 points? How did this guy do it? Is the composition also full marks?

Is there really such a creature as a genius in the world?

I am back from college, although there are two subjects that I am not used to and I am lame, but after all, it is only a test in the first year of high school, and I have worked hard to make up for it, and there is also an external body guard, which has not been tested?

He was a little flustered for a while, but he was still able to hold his nerves so that he would not lose his composure. He forced a smile to Shikishima Ritsu, "It's just luck, and it's also thanks to Ali's help." He didn't want to talk about this sad thing. Instead of talking about the topic, he asked, "By the way, how is Ari's exam?"

Shikishima Ritsu was a little embarrassed, "It's far inferior to Kitahara-kun, but it has improved compared to the entrance score, and this time it got 99th."

There are 450 students in the whole grade, and the 99th place can be regarded as the top. Hideji Kitahara said with a smile: "Congratulations, Ari."

Ritsu Shikishima smiled shyly, and was even more embarrassed, and said softly: "It was Kitahara-kun who took the notes. I read it and it became clearer in my mind, and I learned it very efficiently."

He lent Kitahara Hideji a lot of textbooks for cram schools, and Kitahara Hideji always made notes and highlighted the key points before returning them to him. He really benefited a lot, saved a lot of study time, and improved his study in disguise. efficiency.

However, Hideji Kitahara felt that he had actually taken advantage of it, and didn't want to be too polite with him, so he looked around and asked, "Where's that kid Uchida?"

Ritsu Shikishima also looked at it, and said strangely: "He was still here just now." As he spoke, he led Hideji Kitahara to look back along the bulletin board until he finally found it, only to see Uchida Yuma standing there with a pale face. It was shaking all the time, and it felt like I couldn't stand still.

"Xiongma, what's the matter?" Shikishima Ritsu quickly helped him, and then looked for Uchida Yuma's name on the report card in a blink of an eye, and Uchida Yuma murmured: "It's over, it's over, I'm dead."

Hideji Kitahara had better eyesight, and he glanced at the list and found Yuma Uchida's name - 275 points, 421st place, the bottom of the standard grade.

Shikishima Ritsu also saw it, and said in surprise, "Why did you lose more than two hundred?"

"So I'm going to die!" Uchida Yuma wanted to cry, "I obviously felt good during the exam."

Ritsu Shikishima punched him on the top of the head, hating iron but not steel, and said angrily: "What's the use of feeling good, you don't usually learn, you only play and sleep all day long!"

"What should we do now?" Uchida Yuma looked ashamed, "My mother will definitely kill me when she sees the report card!"

Hideji Kitahara sighed, what can others do? He couldn't help it, so he glanced at the score sheet again, looked for Fukuzawa Yuri's name, and sighed again, this one was even worse, with a total score of 89,450, the bottom one.

It seems that today is a good day to kill sons and sisters, a bad omen! Maybe many people will suffer bloodshed.

Shikishima's heart was soft, and he was hugged by Uchida Yuma for help, and after punching him a few times, he said to Kitahara Hideji: "Kitahara-kun, I'm sorry, we can't have dinner together today, I'll take Xiongma to the staff room to check the exam papers .”

They still have a little hope, what if they copy the wrong grade?

"Go, go!" Kitahara Hideji was actually not in the mood to eat, because he was not very happy-this time he lost his face, and ate all the celebration banquet, and got second.

He squeezed his way through the crowd and began to stroll around the campus, relieving his sense of failure. He's also a human being, and he's put in the effort—the cheating hacks are basically useless in his studies, and he can hardly develop some intelligence. He really gritted his teeth and learned by himself, and he can memorize the two textbooks for his lame legs—— But still did not achieve the expected results, I feel very uncomfortable.

He walked around like this for half an hour, and finally his mood gradually began to calm down. There is still a chance, you can't be easily defeated by failure and setbacks, you must have the courage to fight again next time! To recognize the reality, there are people in this world who are more talented than you and work harder than you, so on this premise, you have to think about vomiting old blood and desperately.

It's okay, I came here to study abroad and won the second place in the first round, which can be regarded as a preliminary step into the elite class, learn from experience, regroup, and show off next time!

He made up his mind and comforted himself, and finally adjusted his mentality. When he looked up, he found that he had walked to the breeding area in the corner of the school—he was also one of the leaders here, and every class in the first grade had a People take care of the small animals here, but he has never been here once.

He glanced inside, and went in directly, planning to go in and sign something, lest someone in the class say that he hadn't done anything. I went in and took a look, and found that the place is quite big, with rabbits, chickens, lambs, deer and other non-aggressive small animals, which are kept in cages or fences, and they are bleating and screaming at the moment with.

The private academy is rich, and it is estimated that there are janitors to take care of it on weekdays. Otherwise, it only depends on the students to fish for three days and dry the nets for five days. The place is either smelly or dead.

He drew a name on the sign-in book at the door, and picked up a pack of feed, no matter what it was for feeding, and was about to go in and scatter casually to change his mood, but after taking two steps and turning a corner, he found A small figure squatted in front of the rabbit cage.

He recognized it at a glance, it was Fukuzawa Fuyumi, the little radish, there were few in the whole school who were shorter than her—she was squatting there with her skirts on to feed the rabbits, when she heard the movement, she suddenly turned her head, vigilant Called: "Who is it?"

Her little face was stained with tears, her two crescent eyes were swollen from crying, and even the tip of her little nose was red. Seeing that it was Kitahara Hideji, she quickly wiped her face, but she cried too much in secret just now, and she couldn't wipe it off at all. She suddenly became irritable, threw the grass in her hand, stood up and shouted at him: "Why, are you chasing me here to laugh at me? Are you trying to fight? I'm not afraid of you!"

After she finished calling, Hideji Kitahara still hadn't spoken, tears rolled down her eyes again, she stood there clenched her fists and endured desperately, never showing any weakness, her small body was bowed, her little face was full of stubbornness.

Damn it, I lost again, this kid is proud again!