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“Shiyin, it's true that you talked to Yan Zhao, is it true?" ”

When he heard this question, Shen Shiyin was sitting in his seat, staring at his first monthly exam transcript with a complicated expression.

The crowd in the classroom between classes was noisy, and Guo Han in the front row was looking forward to hearing the answer from her mouth.

“No. "Shen Shiyin was not in a good mood, and he was absent-minded in answering questions.

“In the past two weeks, many people have seen you taking the bus out of school together. Yan Zhao will come to our classroom to wait for you after school. "Guo Han approached and said in a low voice, “It's all spread in the class, saying you are talking." ”

No wonder she has been whispered about by people around her when she goes to the toilet recently. Yan Zhao is really a hot topic on campus, and all those who get in touch with him can't get away.

Shen Shiyin took off his glasses: "It's just by the way. ”

Guo Han's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the ranking of her grades on the table, he was surprised: "You are so awesome. I just transferred to the exam so well. I want to be in the top 100. My mother can smile and bloom. ”

OK?

Shen Shiyin didn't think so.

She wants to be the first, she wants to be the best.

After school, Yan Zhao came to the fourth class downstairs as usual, stood in the corridor and looked into the window, still sitting in a familiar position with familiar people. The back of the school uniform is slender, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and the tip of the tail hangs down, sweeping across the white back of her neck as she bows her head.

The boy who was still cleaning in the class was carrying a mop. When he saw him standing at the door, he smiled and asked, “What's the matter, Brother Yan, I come to our fourth class every day, and it's like picking up my girlfriend from school." ”

The relationship is not yet determined. Yan Zhao doesn't like people making such jokes. He stands there with his pockets in his pockets and looks at him with a smile or a smile: “Don't let in if you don't fall in love?" ”

He didn't take people too seriously most of the time. He suddenly lost the rambling, sank his tone, and with the advantage of height, a sense of oppression came to his face.

“Of course not. "When the boy saw that he was really angry, he put away his hippie smile and hurriedly made a gesture, “Please." ”

Yan Zhao stepped into the classroom, threw his schoolbag on the side table, dragged the chair in the front seat to sit back, and lay face to face with her on a desk.

Shen Shiyin lowered his head, rarely ignoring him, and buried his head in writing without saying a word.

Perceiving that she was in a wrong mood, Yan Zhao glanced over and found that she was doing the wrong question in the math test paper of the monthly exam, and she had already done it for the fourth time.

Looking at it again, there was actually a review of the monthly exam written on the draft paper next to it. The handwriting was messy but clearly organized. One by one, I counted the mistakes I made in the monthly exam, such as calculation errors in math questions, which Chinese text I don't remember well, and so on and so on.

The types of wrong questions were sorted out by her. Several were circled and marked with red pens. The three words “Shouldn't be wrong” were written on the side, and many exclamation points were marked. The strength even had to cut through the back of the paper, which was very conspicuous.