Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Chapter 14 Lang Dad

When Xiao Lang came back from the classroom, what he saw was this scene. A large group of people were shouting and yelling, dancing and talking nonsense as if they were insane.

Xiao Lang guessed the reason just by looking at it. At this time and on such a scale, there is no other possibility except the major event that everyone cares about, the entrance exam.

That's not true either.

Almost as soon as this idea came to his mind, Xiao Lang subconsciously looked at Su Mianyang—this brother who didn't care about his performance in the entrance exam, and just handed in the English paper for nothing and left the examination room.

At that time, Su Mianyang was sleeping soundly on the table wearing a hat, and the excessively noisy environment around him didn't wake him up.

Also a talent.

It was still morning reading time, and the front door of Class Six in winter was never closed tightly, so Jiang Yu wrapped several layers of waste papers with tape and stuck them in the crack of the door.

When Xiao Lang pushed open the classroom door, he made a lot of noise. The whole class who were active at first fell silent instantly, and dozens of pairs of eyes turned to him.

Seeing that the person who came was not Lao Liu, the class became active again.

Xiao Lang didn't like to listen to gossip, but this time it was his turn to gossip, and the undisguised comments of a few classmates could be heard a little or two from the aisle.

"Hey... why didn't Xiao Lang see the grades? How did you do in the exam?"

"I don't know, but let me tell you, we can't always think about how awesome Shiyi Gao is. After all, Zhou Wenhao is watched by everyone every day. He works hard, and he is studying except when he closes his eyes and sleeps. I think... very It’s hard to get past that.”

"Anyway, he is a high school student who transferred here. I think he can witness another record high."

The discussions around him continued uninterrupted, and it didn't feel good to be talked about in such a secretive way.

Even though he didn't do anything, he still became the focus of the class. The three words "City No. [-] High" that are incompatible with the surrounding environment have become his label.

Too much attention is not a good thing, it will be regarded as the target of competition by many people of the same level, the hidden competition between peers, the high expectations and the heavy pressure to study, let him in the long run I like to be alone for a while.

If you can't be a wise man with a calm mind, then be an evader and run far away until you can no longer hear those voices of questioning and ridicule.

Seeing Xiao Lang return to his seat, Su Mianyang asked symbolically, "I've got a score, how do you think you did in the exam?"

Xiao Lang picked up the political answer sheet on the table, glanced at it, and frowned.

Su Mianyang, who had been paying attention to Xiao Lang by his side, spoke at the right time, "What's wrong? I found out that I got the question right?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Lang read the answer sheet again, and said casually, "The answer sheet is scribbled, so the two questions match up."

"..." Su Mianyang.

"No, can you write the test well? All my family resources have overwhelmed you to take the first place in the exam, and you just repay my trust like this?" Su Mianyang said, "It's a total of three yuan and fifty-eight cents."

Xiao Lang was a little speechless by these words, he raised his eyes, and asked indifferently, "How much does the number one in the class usually take?"

"I just said, 610." Su Mianyang only remembered hearing Jiang Yu say the score.

"Well," Xiao Lang's expression didn't change, "You've saved your huge fortune."

Su Mianyang: "?"

It means that with 30 points less, people are still confident that they can be above 610.

The hurt is high, and the insult is even stronger at the same time.

Su Mianyang took out a comic from his desk pocket and handed it to Xiao Lang, "Gouzi gave it to you, his collector's edition, and said it was to repay your kindness for protecting us."

"No need." He wouldn't look at the left and right things, so he might as well just reject them.

"Don't tell me that, you tell Zhang Haichao."

Xiao Lang had no choice but to take the manga first. He had just put the manga into his wrong question book when the political teacher in charge of the morning reading opened the door and came in.

This surprise attack was so frightening that the ebullition of the whole class lasted for another three seconds before it quieted down.

Xishan, a political teacher, is a young teacher who has just graduated, and he has not derailed the hobbies of young people. He likes to gossip and gossip in lectures on weekdays, which is very popular with the students. At this time, he looks gloomy and sullen. "You don't even want to learn?"

After hearing this, the students hurriedly lowered their heads to look for the books, and made a lot of noise. After realizing that their intentions were too obvious, they would be self-confessed. First, there was a snicker from the corner, and then a laugh. The sound gradually spread to the entire class like a wave.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old students are full of youth all the time. Even if they dare not breathe under the teacher's death gaze one second, they can laugh without any psychological burden in the next second.

Xishan's expression finally couldn't hold back, and he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, don't pretend, I don't know you yet, and you are very irritable when the results come out. You care about the results so much, then I will ask you, I know How much is the first grade this time?"

"I know! Zhou Wenhao's 610." Chen Dong, who sat on the edge of the podium to accept the influence of saliva, took the lead to answer. He came here because he wanted to be closer to the top students in the front row. This time, Zhou Wenhao's grades made him Believe in your choice even more.

The answer was rushed to answer, and a few good people in the class also echoed a few times.

"Wenhao has made great progress this time, and it is indeed worthy of praise," Xishan nodded after hearing this, and smiled at Zhou Wenhao to express his affirmation, "The class is also the second in the grade, and it is very good."

The students in the class also nodded, and the next moment they realized something was wrong, the second in the class?Who the fuck is No.1?Didn't Jiang Yu say that No.1 is Zhou Wenhao?

"Your homeroom teacher got confused and forgot to put Xiao Lang's grades in our class into the report card."

"This time, No. 4 in the first-grade and joint entrance examination, Xiao Lang, 658. 138 in Chinese, 148 in mathematics, 147 in English, and 225 in comprehensive literature. The test questions this time are not simple, and the gold content of the scores is still very high." Xishan Mood Very good, and then teased, "There is room for improvement, Li Zhihang's 1 is 678 points more than yours."

"Hiss..." There were gasps in the class. They thought that Zhou Wenhao's score this time was already the limit, but they didn't expect to hear two high scores that they didn't even dare to think about.

Moreover, Xiao Lang's first grade 658 was a full 2 points higher than No. 610 Zhou Wenhao's 48. What does 48 points mean? It is almost equivalent to the scores of the four major math problems.

"I rely on... Shiyi High is so awesome? I would have gone to Shiyi High if I knew what I was talking about."

"With your score, you can't reach the lowest threshold of Shiyi High, so give up on it."

"I need to go stand on my head and hold back my tears."

Originally thought that Zhou Wenhao's 610 would be exciting enough, but now there is another 658, the number one in the grade is sitting outside him, Zhang Haichao reached out to touch Xiao Lang, but then suddenly withdrew his hand, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Xiao Lang: "?"

"I want to be the top student in my grade, but I am afraid that I will lose a piece of gold," Zhang Haichao said with a vicissitudes on his face, and his tone was a little old, "You shouldn't be brother Xiao, you should be father, father Lang , I don’t deserve to be in the same generation as you.”

Xiao Lang: "..."

Liu Xiaodao, who was in the front row, turned around and patted Zhang Haichao on the shoulder, "God, come rub my domineering spirit, it's free."

"Don't come close to me! I don't want to be in bad luck before I know the results of all subjects." Zhang Haichao slapped Liu Xiaodao's hand away suddenly.

Liu Xiaodao put his arm on Zhang Haichao's shoulder directly, and refused to let go despite the struggle and strange screams.

"Don't tell me, I'm about to lose my mind after the English test. I thought, isn't this a bible? As expected, I got a 61 in the test..." Zhang Haichao held his head in his hands, with a dazed expression, "I think I also need to do a handstand For a moment, hold back the tears of regret and anger."

"I think it's better to say goodbye, in case your arm didn't support the person and turned over directly, but there will be times when you cry." Su Mianyang made up the knife without hesitation.

"Damn...you are comforting me." Zhang Haichao gritted his teeth.

"Do you want the last-to-last comfort? You are deceiving yourself." Su Mianyang didn't even bother to comfort Zhang Haichao, who was heartless.

"Father! Father Lang! You comfort me!" Seeing that the possibility of him seeking comfort here has been eliminated, Zhang Haichao threw himself into Xiao Lang's "embrace".

"Although your score may not be so ideal this time, but..." People are begging you like this, and it is obviously not Xiao Lang's style to just sit back and watch, but thinking of Zhang Haichao's English score of 61, Xiao Lang deliberated for a long time before coming out, " But there is a lot of room for improvement.”

It is better not to say this comfort.

Zhang Haichao didn't know what expression he should have for a moment, "...I don't know why, but after listening to Father Lang's comfort, I suddenly felt that I was in a good mood before."

Su Mianyang couldn't help but laughed, "Do you dare to ask for the consolation of being number one in your grade? Bring shame on yourself."

"You all learn from Xiao Lang, you are all students, why your math answer sheet is blank, and others can get 140? I am so angry with your head teacher."

Xishan sharply saw the wrong question book on Xiao Lang's table, and walked towards this side while saying, "Look, everyone knows to prepare a special wrong question book. No matter how many times you ask me to say it, you won't listen to it. Come and enjoy it." Xueba's wrong question book, set an example for you on the way to explore the truth."

Said not to give Xiao Lang any time to react, Xishan directly grabbed the wrong question book on his desk, Xiao Lang didn't even think about it, and saw a copy of his wrong question book falling out under the eyes of everyone comics.

This is also the first time that Xiao Lang has seen the cover name of the manga clearly: "The Little Wife Is Only Loved, The Big Brother Chases Love".

Xiao Lang didn't know what expression he should have.

"..." He was so silly, really.He shouldn't have gone out to give false testimony to Su Mianyang and the others that day, and he should have even backhandedly identified them based on the principle of seeking truth from facts.

Rao Xiao Lang didn't know what to say when the incident happened suddenly. Seeing that Xishan's face was getting more and more subtle, he stood up and said tentatively, "Teacher...maybe I can explain?"

"Answer this question with quantity and quality." Xishan raised his eyelids.

Xiao Lang was silent for a short moment, "The dialectical relationship between quantitative change and qualitative change tells us that we should adhere to the principle of moderation, overwork may lead to madness, and combining work and rest is conducive to the healthy development of body and mind, so I choose to praise myself in this way to inspire power."

Zhang Haichao originally wanted to stand up and take care of his mistakes, but instead he saw Xiao Lang, who was usually indifferent, chanting spells and uttering a lot of words that he knew every word but couldn't understand anything.

He secretly looked at Xishan. Although he felt that Xiao Lang's bunch of spells seemed powerful, the final verdict still depends on Xishan's attitude.

After hearing this, Xishan nodded approvingly, "Success, barely passed the test, sit down, and pay more attention at ordinary times, after all, compared with the main three subjects, your comprehensive essay results can be said to be poor."

Then Xishan turned his head and said with a smile to the whole class, "If you can memorize the political books verbatim, you can put them on the desk and sleep. If you get good grades in my class, you can do whatever you want."

Zhang Haichao was frightened by Xishan's weird smile. This political teacher is very evil. He randomly checks the endorsements by the whole row. He has never let anyone go so easily.

This immunity surprised him. Zhang Haichao patted Jiang Yu's shoulder in the front row and asked, "Did Lang's answer be awesome?"

Jiang Yu's expression looked very indescribable, "This is not a question of whether you are awesome or not. We haven't even started talking about the book of philosophy. If you ask me, I don't know."

Zhang Haichao said that Jiang Yu's answer gave him a second blow.

After crossing the catastrophe safely, Xiao Lang still had an indifferent expression on his face. He sat down without blushing and heartbeat under the gaze of everyone, and looked sideways at Su Mianyang.

The latter gave him a thumbs up with a look of admiration, "From now on, you will be my role model on the way to seek the truth. You are the light of light, you are the guide, from now on I will point to where you go, and I will never give up if you say it is a horse." It’s a deer not to refute.”

"..." This made Xiao Lang lose his temper at all.

"There is one more exciting thing, don't tell Lao Liu that I said it," Xishan lowered his voice, with a mysterious expression on his face, "The routine small vacation for this semester has been approved, and I will take you there next week Beihuan. You bastards, enjoy the few holidays before the final exam."