The world of middle school is very simple. As long as one item is slightly prominent, you can become a famous figure in the school. Of course, you can have good grades and a good face. Jiang Tian happened to take both items, and his name became very magical.

From the time the boy who gave the notebook finished saying that until the exam officially began, the people around him were in a state of curiosity and dare not talk much, like a mosquito pinched his wings, and could only move his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

Sheng Wang found it a little funny.

I thought I was quite in the past, at least no idiot would say "just this achievement" in front of me. Sheng Wangxin said.

But soon he felt that forget it, and always thought that it was really boring at the beginning.

He always felt that he was heart-wrenching. The sixty or seventy-two test papers could be opened for people to see, and they could also be said as jokes. Everyone would have fun together, and this matter would be over.

Until this moment, the broken-mouthed man buried in the paper sadly, and the test bell slowly disappeared. He sat in the quiet classroom listening to the noisy cicadas outside the window, and suddenly realized-

He really doesn't like this sense of gap from clouds to mud.

No one will like it.

A small piece of paper was pasted on the upper left corner of each table in the classroom, with its name, class, admission ticket number and seat number written on it. The invigilator walked down from the podium quietly, holding a form in his hand, and asked the students to sign one by one.

He soon came to Sheng Wang, after checking the information, he pressed the form on the table, pointed at the "279" No., and whispered: "Sign it here."

279 is his seat number this time, with a high school senior high school senior high school senior high school seniors, and the top 7 of the top 7 are all physics and chemistry classes. His ranking is not good at all. Sheng Wang pressed the pen and signed his name behind that number.

First set a small goal for yourself, such as... from 279 to 100.

The first mathematics exam was taken from 7 o'clock to 9:30, followed by a half-hour adjustment break. The second physics exam was taken from 10 o'clock to 11:40.

After these two exams, people will basically be abandoned.

As soon as the ringtone rang, a large number of walking corpses surged out of the classroom.

Gao Tianyang and Sheng Wang were only one class away. After handing over the papers, they were waiting outside the corridor of Class 5.

Sheng Wang was carrying his schoolbag and looked surprised: "You didn't go straight to the cafeteria?"

"You don't have to grab the canteen today, have you forgotten?" Gao Tianyang reacted again after saying that, "Oh no, you don't know. Our school has a rule. The canteen will serve food twice this week on the weekly exam, and there is no need to fight or grab it. I guess it's because I'm afraid that the students will be more physically versus physical fitness and their mentality will be broken. If you go to the observatory to queue up and jump down, the impact will be bad."

"What's more, there will be fewer people in the canteen today." Gao Tianyang curled his face to the classroom and said, "Look, look, a bunch of people staying here."

There were indeed people left in the classroom, and there were a few roughly a dozen of them. They did not allow hot food with flavor. They took out biscuits, bread, and ham sausages from their schoolbags.

"So hard?" Sheng Wang remembered that he was not like this in the last week's exam, but then he thought that he took the exam in Class A last time. The people in their class usually work very hard, and on the day of the exam, they were very precious to themselves and they had to choose good food in the cafeteria.

Gao Tianyang said: "Isn't this a change in the examination room system? It's very exciting. No one wants to sit down more and more. Let's have a meal quickly."

"Hey wait--" Sheng Wang stopped with the handrail of the stairs and looked upstairs. Class A was close to the stairs. The large army had already left, and only a small wave of people were left, leaving behind.

He was about to say that if he didn't go to Ximen, I would have to say hello to Jiang Tian, ​​but he saw a figure coming down from the building, holding his cell phone with a bold heart.

"Brother Tian, ​​where is this?" Gao Tianyang raised his hand and signaled.

Jiang Tian looked up at them, and quickly clicked the screen with his thumb, as if he had deleted something.

"Damn you, don't cover it up, aren't you afraid of meeting Xu Dazui at the corner?" said Gao Tianyang.

"He inspected the first year of high school today." Jiang Tian threw his phone back into his pocket. Before the black screen, Sheng Wang seemed to have caught a glimpse of a row of small red dots, like a WeChat interface.

His mind moved and inexplicably felt that Jiang Tian was just going to send him a message.

"Will you not go to Ximen today?" he asked.

"Yes." Jiang Tian pointed to Gao Tianyang, "He didn't tell you?"

"say what?"

"I said we all eat in the cafeteria today." Gao Tianyang dragged his tone and looked helpless: "Is it necessary to say that brother? I'll hold him here and wait for you to get married."

For the first time, Sheng Wang met someone who spoke so hard, and asked in confusion: "What if you didn't hold me back?"

"I run faster than a dog, can I not hold you?" Gao Tianyang said.

Sheng Wang had nothing to say and gave him a thumbs up.

"Why don't you go to the West Gate?" Sheng Wang followed Gao Tianyang downstairs, with a rushing crowd next to him, and Jiang Tian was behind him.

He actually asked Jiang Tian about this, but Gao Tianyang answered very positively: "Because Ximen Yuan, it's gone for 20 minutes, and how much time would it take to eat. Do you know what to take in the afternoon?"

"Chinese." Sheng Wang said.

"Yes, Chinese." Gao Tianyang said, "Chinese is so terrible. I haven't memorized both classical Chinese yet. If I write all the dictation wrongly, Garfield can hang me up and beat me. Brother Tian, ​​have you memorized it?"

Sheng Wang turned his head back and saw Jiang Tian tugging with a coffin face and said, "No."

Gao Tianyang asked again: "Have you recorded the eight major routines of poetry appreciation?"

"It's exciting, right?"

Sheng Wang wanted to laugh very much. He almost forgot that this sensible person is not omnipotent. As soon as he saw Chinese, his face said, "I am sick."

Gao Tianyang was happy to ask, and Sheng Wang joined in the fun. He turned around and said, "Have you read the lyric writing guide given by Garfield?"

Gao Tianyang also voiced together: "Have you seen it?"

Jiang Tian: "..."

Seeing that he stopped, Sheng Wang immediately ran down three steps, slipping faster than Gao Tianyang.

They stood by the fountain pool waiting for Jiang Tian. Gao Tianyang smiled crazy. As he smiled, his face changed again. He rushed to Shengwang and said, "You ran faster than me. Do you tell me that you have weak limbs?"

"Occasionally." Sheng Wang rubbed the back of his hand and sweated from his forehead, then carried the collar to fan the air.

The arrogant and unrestrained boy is always very attractive. When he ran over, the girls passing by looked at each other. Now he felt that he was too high-profile and started to hold his knees and pretend to be dead.

Gao Tianyang glanced at him dissatisfiedly.

"What do you think of me?" Sheng Wang said, "I can't run. Today I just want to take the exam. I ate a few more bites for breakfast. I usually have no strength to tie a chicken, and I still have weak."

"Quote." Gao Tianyang began to talk nonsense, "You just want to have a meal with Brother Tian, ​​but you don't want to have a meal with me."

Shengwang: "…"

Listen to what fart this is.

The eldest young master said "huh" and didn't even reply.

A commotion suddenly appeared in the crowd next to him. Sheng Wang heard someone cursing and said, "What are you blocking the way to beg for food! Hey, my new shoes--"

He frowned and saw a familiar bronze figure rolling down the fountain steps hunched over. A blue cloth bag on his shoulder fell to the ground. The small watermelon rolled all over the ground and cracked two. The red flesh opened its mouth to the sky, with sweet juice flowing.

Gao Tianyang shouted: "Mutous!"

Sheng Wang suddenly remembered that this was the mute he had seen at the Joy Convenience Store.

"What's going on?"

"Who is that person?"

"It seems that Ximen picked up rags."

The girl exclaimed in surprise and was so scared that she gave in a few steps, and there were whispers around her.

Several students were stunned for a moment and were about to go up and help him, but someone hurriedly knocked away from behind. Before he could react, two figures strode across six steps and headed straight to the person who fell.

"Isn't that the most popular hope in Class A?"

"And their class sports committee, oh, I'll do it on his shoulders?"

The student who was knocked away muttered.

Sheng Wang and Gao Tianyang helped the mute up. Because of the hump on his back, he was pressed down and short and small. He said he was helping him, but they almost used it to carry it.

The mute was still a little confused about the situation. He clasped his hands together and hummed while humming as if he was apologizing.

Sheng Wang grabbed his arm and swept it up and down, rubbed two pieces of skin off his knees, revealing the blood-seeking red meat.

When a person reaches a certain age, his expression is always three-point similar. A mute person in his fifties has a expression of seventy or eighty. His eyes closed and his breath reminded Sheng Wang of his deceased grandfather. He was seriously ill in the hospital, and he hummed like this with his eyes closed.

He felt so painful, but others could not replace him.

Gao Tianyang stood up and asked, "Who pushed it?"

Most people hesitated and didn't say anything, but looked at the same place. A girl with a fierce tone spoke in silence: "Who else, Zhai Tao!"

Sheng Wang frowned and raised his head, looked somewhere along the crowd's gaze, and saw a boy placing his right foot on his shoulder, shining his shoes while muttering something in his mouth.

The enemy is narrow, and it is the one who mocked Sheng Wang in the examination room of Class 5.

"Then it's you." Gao Tianyang cursed, "Which dog doesn't have eyes, pulling you so badly?"

Zhai Tao threw the tissue in his hand heavily: "Fuck! Do you scold me again?"

"It's okay to just trash yourself, but you still make garbage." Gao Tianyang mocked him and said, "I'll scold you, what should I do?"

Zhai Tao made a move to go down the stairs, but the classmate next to him tried to pull him and was thrown away by him.

"What are you fighting with someone surnamed Gao? He is famous for his well-developed limbs!" the classmate shouted, "We are just two, it's not cost-effective."

Gao Tianyang put the ridicule on his face: "Hey, come on! I'm afraid you won't dare to hit him. The first time I heard a fool from an ordinary class say in person that Class A has developed limbs, who would laugh to death?"

Neither of them could bear to listen anymore, so Zhai Tao rushed down the steps in three or two steps and headed straight here.

Gao Tianyang clenched his fists and was about to make a tough lever when he suddenly felt a flash in front of him.

When he realized it, Sheng Wang had already unloaded his schoolbag and raised his hand and threw it out.
To be continued...