In the room,

The lights have never been turned on.

The rain stopped.

From the sudden appearance of the sky to the twilight gradually falling.

Chu Xu sat there all night without moving. No one knew what he was thinking. There was the darkness after the silence in his eyes.

Chu Xu moved lightly, because of the long stiffness, the joints made a cracking sound.

He picked up his phone silently and glanced at the person on the top of WeChat.

The sudden fragility and the desire to hear someone's voice came without warning. He looked at the only one, but after a while, he threw his phone back, crossed his hands against the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes, and his outline fell into darkness.

…

It was Monday again in the blink of an eye.

After arriving at school, some people complained that they would get their test results today.

When Zhao Gan walked into the class through morning self-study, he had a tense face and no smile.

The classroom, which was originally noisy, seemed to have been pressed to a switch, and it instantly became quiet.

Zhao Han put the teacup on the table expressionlessly and made a sound.

"Ahem... Teacher, it's only early in the morning, can you not be so angry?" Someone made a joke, trying to dispel such an atmosphere.

Everyone knows that today is going to achieve results, but when they see Zhao Gan's reaction, many people who were not sure of it complained even more.

"Am I angry?" Zhao Gan asked with a calm face, his eyes rolling around the classroom, and almost everyone in the class arrived, except for the empty seat next to the boy.

When Chu Xu was not here, Zhao Gan was almost used to becoming a common occurrence.

His gaze paused on the last row of boys.

Then it took it back.

In an atmosphere where almost the whole class was uneasy, I suddenly laughed.

"I have good news to tell you!" Zhao Gan said and made a surprise gesture. When his eyes narrowed, he looked like a Maitreya Buddha: "Are you excited? Are you surprised?"

The whole class was silent.

A few seconds later.

Only then will there be a sound.

"Damn Lao Zhao, can you not be so scary next time you speak!" The boy complained angrily.

Zhao Gan glared at him, "What are you saying, be careful."

"That's right, you're about to scare us to death!"

"Stop talking, Lao Zhao, you look quite frightening with a cold face."

“What good news.”

"You are so exaggerating."

Zhao Gan was almost used to the behavior of these children in the class who started to drift when they gave them a little sweetness, but he was happy today and didn't care about them. He smiled more and more kindly and brightly, deliberately keeping him indifferent: "Guess."

Someone cut it off with disdain, and then began to guess with a serious intent.

“Down holiday tomorrow!”

"The situation is small, I will be on vacation this semester!"

"Old Zhao will treat you to hot pot tonight!"

"Tsinghua admission notice is one for each person!"

"Old Zhao is going to become the principal?"

"Don't, I think this may be the second spring."

"Old Zhao wants to send red envelopes to everyone!"

For a moment, the sound in the classroom began to become noisy.

Zhou Cheng was sitting in the seat, his eyes flashed.

He is different from others and has been looking forward to Monday since school ends Friday.

He urgently needed an opportunity to prove to this class and school as soon as possible how outstanding he is.

He wanted them all to know his name.

Zhou Cheng was confident about this exam. After seeing Zhao Gan's reaction, he couldn't help but think more about whether it was the test scores. It should be fine if he got the first place.

Zhao Gan listened to those increasingly unreliable speculations, his eyebrows were beating and he was speechless.

These guys are really talking more and more irritating. What are they doing and what are they doing?

I know they won't guess at reliable things.

However, the people in the class are obviously very interested in this good news, but they just came back from the holiday and were not even satisfied.

But Zhao Gan noticed that there was only one person in the class who never raised his head from beginning to end, sat up straight calmly and indifferently, lowering his eyes and practicing the questions.

He didn't say a word.

The morning sunlight fell on the boy's face, clean and elegant.

Zhao Gan actually didn't know whether he should feel lucky or worried.

This child's personality is too lonely and cold. Zhao Gan hasn't seen anyone get closer to him since these times.

But since Jingbai transferred to their class, Zhao Ganneng clearly felt that there were more and more girls coming to their class, and almost a group of passers-by after each class!

When he sees anyone, he knows it clearly in his heart.

The children in the whole class were so restless.

The reaction of the parties involved has always been cold and careless.

If you care a little bit about this, you may even have to arrange the violation of premature love.

but……

The boy is not only cold to girls, but also indifferent to anyone.

This made Zhao Gan a little worried. As a qualified class teacher, he should take care of the health of everyone in the class, especially the children who transfer to school.

"Can Lao Zhao stop keeping it in hiding? Tell me quickly."

Someone urged impatiently.

"Yes, what good news is there?"

Zhao Gan coughed and came to his senses.

Thinking of this "good news", Zhao Gan's smile became a little rippling, and it seemed that the people below were a little confused.

“The good news is…”

Zhao Gan dragged his voice for a moment, and then said passionately: "This time, our class accounted for nearly half of the top 10 in the grade!"

After saying that, he clapped himself first, and the smile on his face could not be stopped.

"Damn!"

"Is this serious?"

"You are lying to us in the top 10 years, aren't you?"

There are only a few of their class who are good at studying, and they know what the scores are like in each exam. They all say that they account for nearly half of the entire grade group, and they themselves don’t believe it.

Zhao Gan was unhappy: "How could I make a joke about such a thing? Can you have some confidence in yourself?"

He stretched out his hand, compared a few numbers, and looked at the young faces under the podium: "In this exam, four people in our class entered the top ten in the grade."

When I saw Zhao Gan, my reaction did not seem to be a joke, and the classroom suddenly became boiling.

Many people began to look around.

Zhou Cheng took a deep breath, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and the curve of the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

It was indeed the same as he thought.

Zhao Gan raised his eyebrows, cleared his throat, and said proudly: "Not only that, this time, even the first place in our class is in the first class!"

“…”

Quiet or quiet.

Class one of them never had New Year's Day, and they were basically occupied by other classes.

Now the news suddenly fell down, and I was still a little confused.

"As for not believing so much?" Zhao Gan said with a smile.
Chapter completed!