On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

This is a bit unexpected, Wen Yan knows how bad Yan Na's grades are, and can make her say "very bad", how poor Jin Heng's grades are.

Tsk, I missed it.

Wen Yan squinted at the person concerned, but the latter was just standing beside the concrete pillar, clutching the shoulder strap of his schoolbag with both hands, lowering his head silently, all alone. From his angle, he could only see the top of Jin Heng's dark hair.

The school bell in Chongming has already rang, and those unscrupulous boys who besieged Jiang Shaolong finally stopped. Xu Meng didn't like Jiang Shaolong's cowardly appearance, kicked him to the ground, and then he was tired of playing, and waved his hands with a smile. "let's go."

It's like a big favor.

Jiang Shaolong would be an idiot if he stayed any longer, picked up the schoolbag on the ground and crawled away, before leaving, he gave Jin Heng a vicious look.

Xu Meng slapped the basketball on the ground twice, "Let's go, Brother Yan, class is over."

Wen Yan jumped down from the concrete pillar lightly and neatly, and made a soft sound when he landed, but he didn't intend to let it go, and grabbed Jin Heng's hair expressionlessly, forcing him to look up at himself, unable to hear the emotion "You hit me just now, you know?"

Jin Heng couldn't say that he bumped it on purpose, and raised his head following Wen Yan's strength, his facial features, which were always in the shadows, suddenly became clear under the scorching sun. .

Yan Na couldn't help but take a second look.

Jin Heng was surrounded by this group of unscrupulous teenagers, as abruptly as a drop of white ink falling into black water. He looked flustered, but it made people feel that his heart was not as flustered as it appeared on the surface. Yan whispered three words, "I'm sorry."

And then added "Thank you..."

When he said this, he looked silly and serious. When Wen Yan heard the next few words, he raised his eyebrows calmly, and the group of delinquent teenagers probably found it strange, and they all looked at each other.

The punks in the market and the streets always have only insults in their ears. When others scold them, they also scold others. There is no worst sound, only worse. This is the first time in my life that I heard someone thank them. How should I put it, it is weird.

The air was silent for about two or three seconds.

Wen Yan smiled contemptuously, turned his head and spit out the smoke in his mouth. Like last time, he patted Jin Heng's face with a crisp voice. His eyes were dark and white, dark and sharp. ?”

Sorry it doesn't work, what else are they fighting about.

Damn his waist is still hurting now.

#The latter sentence is the key point#

A little gangster next to him said, "Forget it, Brother Yan, he doesn't look like a rich master, a waste of time."

From what they said, they seemed to be picking people up for kidnapping and ransom.

Wen Yan glanced at the gangster, "You want to pretend to be a good person here?"

The gangster said with a grin, "I'm really kind."

Jin Heng looked at his thin arms and legs, so weak that it was meaningless to bully them. Although they were punks, there were thresholds and requirements for fighting.

Wen Yan didn't bother to find fault at first, he just wanted to scare Jin Heng, so he let go of his hand, frowned and said, "Get out."

Jin Heng stood there without moving, as if he hadn't reacted.

Xu Meng patted the basketball and reminded him, "You can go."

Jin Heng still didn't move.

Wen Yan was about to go to school at first, but when he saw this, he raised his eyelids, thinking that this person must be a fool, or maybe a deaf person, and was about to say something when Jin Heng suddenly walked up to him, bowing his head. Seriously, "I can follow you."

Or, I want to follow you...

Jin Heng's figure is tall and thin, tall and straight like a poplar, when standing in front of Wen Yan against the light, it casts a large shadow, if you look directly at him, you will be frowned by Lie Yang if you don't pay attention.

Wen Yan took a step back unconsciously, because he found that Jin Heng was actually taller than himself "..."

What a fucking nuisance.

Wen Yan squinted his eyes, and looked at Jin Heng's height calmly, "Follow me? What are you doing?"

This is just a place where unscrupulous gangsters gather and fight. Did he think it was Liangshan heroes who gathered to revolt, and even recruited younger brothers?

Jin Heng grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, his school uniform was clean, this action made him look like a very good student, he pursed his lips and said, "I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Wen Yan sneered, he was most annoyed to hear such words, because he told Jin Heng to die, Jin Heng would definitely not go, he put his hands in his pockets, and leaned against the wall casually, "You better not say such words, Because if I take it seriously and you fail to do it, you will die miserably."

After speaking, he sneered, turned and walked into the school, and those unscrupulous teenagers followed him in twos and threes after seeing this, and the place where the crowd gathered just now was instantly empty.

Security guards closed the school gate.

Jin Heng stood where he was, thinking about what Wen Yan said just now, and rubbed the corner of his lips with his white fingertips.

Died badly?

But Wen Yan was much worse than him in his previous life.

Jin Heng smiled, looking a little strange, seeing their backs drifting away, turned around and left after a while, after all, he still had to go to school.

The third grade is about to start, and the time is so tight that the naked eye can see that almost all the sub-classes have been filled by the main class. When the head teacher, Mr. Yang, walked into the classroom with the papers, the students complained and sighed in unison.

Teacher Yang frowned and tapped the table with the pointer. Although she is the head teacher of Class Six, she also teaches Class Two

The gap between the grades of the two classes is too great. "Yesterday you took the same test paper as Class 2, but the difference in the overall score of the top three was about 30 points. Today I asked your physical education teacher for a lesson. Talk about the topic."

The results of the sixth class have been very stable. What do you mean before and after results? There are always only those few people who are ranked in the top three, and those who are at the bottom of the crane are always only those few people.

Class 6's grades were too poor, and there were too many things to do yesterday, so Teacher Yang didn't correct all the papers. She only picked a few good grades to make corrections, and sent all the rest down. "I projected the answers on the blackboard. At the same table, review each other at the same table, circle the key wrong questions, and fix them in the wrong question collection."

After she finished speaking, she handed the papers to the study committee members for distribution, looked around the classroom, and frowned when she saw a few empty seats in the back, "Who didn't come today?"

As the class monitor, Tang Guo was in charge of pointing it out. Hearing this, he stood up hesitantly from his seat and said, "Teacher Yang, Jiang Shaolong, Yan Na, and Jiang Binbin are not here, and... and Jin Heng."

Forget the first three, they are habitual offenders who are late and absent from class, why Jin Heng didn’t come, Teacher Yang frowned, and was about to say something, when a voice suddenly sounded outside the classroom door, "Teacher..."

Teacher Yang looked along, but saw Jin Heng standing outside the door, looked him up and down, nodded for him to come in, and softened his tone, "Why are you late?"

As the head teacher, she still understands the situation in the class, but it is impossible for her to be so considerate all the time.

Jin Heng was originally lowering his eyes, but he raised his head when he heard the words, glanced at Jiang Shaolong's empty seat, pursed his lips and said, "It's late..."

Teacher Yang noticed his movements and frowned even more. Obviously, he had heard about Jiang Shaolong's bullying, and planned to ask about the situation carefully after the get out of class was over. "

Jin Heng nodded, and sat back in his seat. There was yesterday's English test paper on the table. Except for the handwriting of the answer, there was no trace of review.

Wang Hai at the same table explained, "Mr. Yang didn't change it, let's criticize each other."

He is a small, thin and dark man, and he is always bullied, so he took away Jin Heng's papers and exchanged papers. Teacher Yang put the answer on the blackboard with a screen projector, but because the camera angle was wrong, the picture was not very clear and was still being adjusted.

Jin Heng took out a red pen from the pencil case, pulled out the cap, and glanced at Wang Hai's paper briefly. He found that nearly half of the multiple-choice questions were wrong. Coupled with the scribbled handwriting, one can already feel that the score is horrible.

Jin Heng circled his wrong question with a red pen, marked a score in the upper right corner, then spread his school uniform jacket on the table, and fell asleep on his stomach. Too many things happened yesterday, almost a sleepless night.

Teacher Yang finally adjusted the projector and began to answer the papers. Wang Hai glanced aside inadvertently, but was surprised to see Jin Heng sleeping in class.

Although Jin Heng had mediocre grades in the past, he was a well-behaved student who never came late or left early, so things like falling asleep in class had nothing to do with him.

Wang Hai had a mediocre relationship with him, and he didn't say anything to remind him when he saw this. He just took his paper back and planned to correct it by himself. Who would have thought that it had already been reviewed, and he only got 6 out of 150 marks? Thirteen points.

Wang Hai "?!!"

There is a kind of person who is obviously a scumbag, but every time he finishes the exam and waits for the announcement of the results, he will have an inexplicable expectation. Wang Hai is this kind of person. He felt that he did a good job in answering the questions yesterday, and no matter what he did, he had to score more than 80 points, but the result was only a mere 60 points.

The first thought in Wang Hai's mind was that Jin Heng was correcting blindly, and a feeling of irritability suddenly arose in his heart. He took a red pen and compared the answers put on the whiteboard to correct his paper again, but no matter how he checked it, he was surprised. The discovery is sixty-three points.

Jin Heng is still sleeping, he is in the corner where there is the least sense of presence, so that Teacher Yang can't notice, the sun is slanting in from the window, the black hair is coated with a layer of golden light, and the dust is faintly beating.

Wang Hai felt unbelievable. He looked at Jin Heng's paper. The font was neat and the paper was clean. It belonged to the kind of test paper that the marking teacher liked the most. He used a red pen to check and mark the past one by one. , there is nothing wrong with it elsewhere.

This kid couldn't have copied it, right?

Wang Hai had this idea suddenly in his heart. After hesitating several times, he still pushed Jin Heng to wake him up, "Jin Heng, Jin Heng, don't sleep."

Jin Heng couldn't sleep at all in such an environment, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind just now, when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Wang Hai, obviously expressionless, but those eyes made people feel cold for no reason.

Jin Heng asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Hai whispered, "Did you get the answer to this paper in advance? Don't be so obvious when you copy it. Teacher Yang will collect it for reading later. You should quickly correct a few questions."

The most important thing is "Where did you get the answer, please show me next time."

For students who have not entered the society, the biggest mountain hanging over their heads is nothing more than exams and grades.

Jin Heng raised his eyes, saw Wang Hai looked expectant, and took back his paper without speaking, making people unable to understand the meaning hidden in this action.

When a class was about to end, Yan Na came late, but she was not as honest as Jin Heng, she entered directly through the front door, but sneaked into her seat through the back door, and the teacher was too busy to take care of her. , Even if you see it, it's still the same old stereotype. It's not painful or itchy.

After ringing the bell,

Teacher Yang collected the papers and sat on the podium to read them one by one. She didn't leave because the next class was still hers. The students walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, either to buy snacks or go to the bathroom.

There was a thin girl who was surrounded in the hallway by several girls in her class, and then she grabbed her hair and dragged her to the toilet. The carcass of the animal, the water level of the half-drunk Coke rose, and it was filled with mop water.

Jin Heng watched quietly, with a series of pictures reflected in his pupils, but he just seemed to watch a tragic but untouching movie, indifferent and kept out of it.

The chubby body of the system landed on the window sill, and asked blankly why they did this?

Jin Heng tilted his head to look at it, and slowly curled his lips, "I want to know too."

He wanted to know too.

Teacher Yang was reading the papers on the podium, but it was obvious that she did not do well in the sixth class. Her brows were also furrowed a little bit, and she couldn't relax for a long time. She turned over in a hurry, but she seemed to see something suddenly. I went back a few sheets, and finally pulled out a paper that had not been graded.

This paper is so clean that there is no trace of modification, the handwriting is neat and beautiful, and all the blanks in the front are correct. Teacher Yang looked at the composition again. There is no information missing, and the grammar is completely correct. It can even be used as an answer.

She finally relaxed her brows, but when she looked at the name column, she frowned slightly again. , please keep in mind:,