After a few days after Xu Jiamao came to the class, he reached the second place in the grade for a survey. Su Beibei and Pei Qing moved one behind and gave way to him.

This is something that everyone unexpectedly expects, especially Yang Zhi.

She couldn't imagine that the guy who always went to the bar that night was dressed in a bad cowboy and had unruly behavior, had such good grades.

However, Xu Jiamao at the school either had a regular shirt or a white uniform. He did not wear messy earrings and his head was well combed. He would politely say "Hello Teacher" when he met a teacher, and he looked like a very polite, refreshing big boy next door.

He was completely different from the rogue Mon who used rap on stage that day to curse people.

The worst thing is that Yang Zhi's total score is not far from him, and the throne of the first place seems to be in danger.

Xu Jiamao usually does not make friends with any boys at school, and is so cool that he is endless.

It seems that because of his new arrival and unique personality, he was excluded by the people around him. In fact, he looked down on others and did not want to date them.

He sat behind Yang Zhi, and made a few slutty words from time to time, or asked her about the question. At first, Yang Zhi ignored him, but over time, he realized that this approach seemed inappropriate.

Because Xu Jiamao would say that the world of top students is so cold.

Because she was afraid of being hidden, Yang Zhi felt that she was not such a person! She was not stingy to provide help to any classmates who came to ask about their studies because of difficulties.

If there was no way, she would turn around and explain the question to Xu Jiamao. Xu Jiamao looked at her with a smile on his face.

Recently, Shen Xingwei also showed Kou Xiang's irritability and upgraded to more than one level. Two days ago, his cup was placed on Kou Xiang's table and forgot to take it away. When he came back, he threw it into the trash can without asking any questions.

Shen Xingwei took the courage to come forward to question, and Kou Xiang leaned against the table and looked at him lightly: "Oh, it's yours."

"So you didn't even know who it was, so you threw it away!"

Kou Xiang murmured calmly: "And eyes."

He never has a temper easily, but recently he always has a solemn aura all over his body, which makes people dare not get close to him.

The night is quiet.

Yang Zhi's speech was always so gentle. Mandarin was not as sensible as a child in the imperial city and was full of confidence. She had a little unknown local accent, but she had to distinguish it carefully, but it was difficult to find traces.

Kou Xiang was absent-minded for a while and was stunned by Yang Zhi's head with a pen. He turned his head to look at her. Her Liu Ye'er's eyebrows were frowned and she made a little angry: "You have always been unfocused recently."

He pulled the draft paper expressionlessly: "Listen."

"Then you can solve this problem."

Kou Xiang took the exercise book and glanced at the question. After he had not done any calculations, he directly wrote the problem-solving steps in the notebook, which was exactly the same as what Yang Zhi said before, and he did not even miss the punctuation marks.

"I know you have a good memory, but I didn't ask you to memorize how to solve this problem, I asked you to understand it."

Kou Xiang said silently.

His appearance of a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, annoyed Yang Zhi.

"Since we want to do this, we will do it well, otherwise we will not waste the time of two people."

"A waste of two people's time." Kou Xiang suddenly snorted: "You finally know that we are wasting time?"

Yang Zhi had some reason, but was stopped by his words: "What do you mean? You asked me to come back before and promised me that I must be serious when tutoring. Now do you have to go back on your word?"

"serious."

Kou Xiang murmured the words with his tongue, raised his dark eyes and looked at her: "What would you do if I was serious?"

If I were serious, what would you do?

Yang Zhi was stunned, a little at a loss, and his forehead stumbled: "What...how?"

"I have never been so serious and I will never regret it." Kou Xiang replied to her words in another form and meaning: "But I need your response..."

He suddenly held her hand.

Yang Zhi was so scared that he suddenly shrank back, but he held her tightly, frowned.

The temperature in the palm of her palm was so high that she was cold, but her body was cold. The cold and hot tightly attached to each other caused a layer of turmoil in the hearts of the two of them.

"Let go." Yang Zhi whispered, like a little sheep calling.

Kou Xiang held her tighter, grabbed her entire little hand and wrapped it in his palm, pressing it tightly.

"Give me a little response, or..." The corner of his mouth suddenly raised, and a narrow smirk opened: "Hug me."

Yang Zhi finally broke free from his palms with great force, took two steps in a row, accidentally knocked down the guitar standing beside him, the strings vibrated the speaker, and a low buzzing sound, and the originally warm atmosphere was suddenly torn apart.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Yang Zhi quickly helped the guitar up. It was his most precious thing: "Check it out quickly to see if it was broken."

But Kou Xiang didn't even look at the guitar, and glanced at her hand rubbing her buttocks: "Did it hurt?"

"No...no." Yang Zhi lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at him, his heart was in a mess.

"Be careful."

His eyes were fixed on her, as if the mountain flood was flooding, unstoppable.

Yang Zhi couldn't resist his eager gaze: "Then let's do it now, I haven't finished my homework yet."

She turned around and wanted to leave. Kou Xiang took the lead to stop her. He reached out to touch her, but when she retreated, she put her hand back in time, put it back behind her, and clenched her fists tightly.

The little girl was too sensitive. He used a lot of effort to control the surging emotions in his heart. He was afraid of scaring her.

"You know how I feel about you." Kou Xiang simply spoke: "No one can let me do this..."

This way I can't control myself.

"If you want to respond, I don't have one here, but I can give you a clear answer." Yang Zhi raised his head and looked at him: "Kou Xiang, do you want it?"

Her eyes were as dark as the night, and the thick night made him feel timid.

"Now it's all called Kou Xiang." He restrained all his emotions: "When will it start? I won't call Brother Kou?"

Yang Zhi himself didn't remember when it started. The distance between them seemed to be getting closer and closer, and seemed to be a little distant.

"The things I did before were to make me unable to bear to drive you away."

Yang Zhi lowered her head and said nothing. She could not deny that the behavior and pleasing things at the beginning were all to make it hard to make her feel unbearable in front of him, because it would make her life much easier. It was from when she realized something was wrong...

That feeling of being unable to bear, there is only this part in the world, connecting his heart, his flesh and blood and liver.

"I'm sorry." Her heart was bitter and embarrassed, and a bitterness surged in her throat: "I'm sorry..."

Her sad and pitiful look even more tormented his heart: "Why are you crying? I didn't let you do anything."

His voice was faint, like a bitter smoke.

He walked over, as if comforting, and wiped her in front of her eyes, and her thick palm abdomen shaved her face.

He pushed her out of the door, and when she was about to leave, he suddenly pulled her back and pressed her tightly into his arms.

His arms were really like a boiling boiler, hot. Yang Zhi felt like he was passing through the Flame Mountain, so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

"Just you know."

His voice was muffled: "You know, I never would have done this to any woman, only you."

He gave you his heart, so he gave you everything.

How could it be possible to face such a man who is as passionate and depressed as a volcano without any affection?

He had a strong energy, a strong energy full of vitality, which could awaken all the dead things around him, and ignite her long-silent heart.

When she was with him, Yang Zhi felt like she was in a steaming bath, feeling that all the depression was washed away by the flow of water, and every inch of her skin came alive.

Yang Zhi leaned against the wall, trying to calm herself down, but there was no way. Her heartbeat had now reached 120 yards.

That night, she had to think about it and think about it. She had to think about it over and over again. Looking at the gradually brighter sky, she still had no idea.

The next day, I dozed off in class and fell straight onto the table with my head. Soon, the math teacher directly called her name.

Yang Zhi was still "um" in a daze, and Su Beibei quickly pulled the corner of her clothes: "I'm calling you!"

Yang Zhi then realized, and his whole body trembled, and he quickly stood up from the side of his seat: "Yes!"

"You came to the podium and did this question."

Yang Zhi quickly walked to the blackboard and was stunned for a while when he looked at the question. His mind was blank and he was stuck, and he had no thoughts at all.

The math teacher was deliberately making things difficult for her, but when she saw that she couldn't do it, she took the opportunity to make a raft: "Some students, don't think that they have good grades and don't have to listen carefully in class. I tell you, the third year of high school is about to be. If you still have this attitude, let alone the college entrance examination, you can't pass the final unified examination before the third year of high school."

The final test is an extremely difficult test held on the eve of the senior high school every year. Students who pass will continue to stay in the class of top students, while students who are eliminated will enter other ordinary classes. If students in the top ordinary classes perform well in this test, they can also enter the class of top students.

It is equivalent to a reorganization between classes.

The math teacher looked at Yang Zhi: "There are still some students who have not had good conditions in their own right, and working hard to learn to change their destiny is the only way. Now they are thinking about it and not focusing on serious things. There will be times when you regret it in the future! You don't have the opportunity and capital to come back again."

Yang Zhi's hands were hidden in his sleeves, clenched tightly, and his little face turned red.

"You just stand and listen on the podium." The math teacher said: "Are there any students willing to come up and do this question?"

The classmates in the class were silent.

This question is the finale on the test paper, and it is indeed very difficult. Many students calculated on the draft paper for a while and were almost confused by the complicated ideas.

Xu Jiamao turned the ballpoint pen with his fingertips. Just as he was about to get up, a lazy and sparse voice came from the back row: "I'll do it."

Everyone followed the news and asked to go on stage to do the test, it was Kou Xiang.

For the first time.
To be continued...