MTL - Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival-Chapter 102 Fanwai (Campus: You are Summer) Two-way crush, unscrupulously trying to pass the test

"...As classmates, you must help each other!" The big fan was whirling under the ceiling, and the head teacher stood on the podium, his eyes swept over the students below, "The next week and month test shall prevail , the first and last grade in the class form a mutual aid study group, the second and last two, the third and last three, and so on.”

The class teacher packed up the lesson plan, picked up the triangular board, glanced at the back of the head in the last row of sleeping, and sighed inwardly.

Before going out, the head teacher told his favorite student: "Mingxu, take a look at the self-study next."

Ming Xu, who was sitting in the third row, was upright and his school uniform was neat, like a beautiful poplar. She nodded and said, "Okay, teacher."

Window peeping also works.

Being woken up, Song Jianzhi didn't sleep anymore, she sat up, spread out her long sleeping ponytail, and her hair as dense as seaweed was scattered, making her face even smaller.

Her thick eyelashes are covered with sleepiness, and there are red marks pressed out of sleep on her face, red like rouge.

"No, no, you continue to sleep." The younger brother in the front seat whispered.

"Sleep, sleep, self-study, no teacher noise, but quiet." Zhao Xiduo, who was lying beside Song Jianzhi, turned over and found a more comfortable position .

Self-study...Song Jianzhi's mind was spinning slowly before she fully woke up.

Self-study?

Isn’t Mingxu watching it when you study for yourself?

Her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't dare to look directly at the third row, she just swept out the window casually with her movements.

The third row is empty.

Song Jianzhi looked at the podium quietly again, Mingxu was there, writing an exercise book, so far away, that face is still so beautiful, little beauty embryo.

She poked Zhao Xiduo with a pen: "What are you sleeping for, self-study, get up and study!"

Zhao Xiduo was awakened mercilessly, and rubbed her eyes: "When will you sleep if you don't sleep in self-study..." Seeing the super fierce eyes of the little sister, she immediately changed her mouth, "Study, you must learn."

It wasn't enough for Song Jianzhi to let her get up and study.

At first everyone was getting up, but when they saw the mechanical pencil with the pink cat's head, they didn't dare to make a sound. One by one, they took out the study book from the hole in the table. Depressed, they tossed a coin at the book.

They are all in the same classroom. Of course, the movements in the back row cannot escape the attention of other students. Some people secretly pass notes.

"Song Jianzhi is still so strong"

"Otherwise, her sister graduated from the high school above us, but her sister still has a lot of younger brothers who haven't graduated yet. She visits the eldest sister three or five times a day to see if she has been raped. Bully, don't look at who dares to bully Song Jianzhi qwq"

"Actually, Song Jianzhi is not bad. It's good to have her in charge of those boys, and sometimes she has a strange attitude to study. For example, today's self-study hahahaha started again"

"To be honest, don't you think that every time Mingxu's self-study class, Song Jianzhi is more serious than the director's class (in a low voice"

The top of Fluffy's head paused before retracting.

She tapped on the podium and reminded the two female students in the front row: "Pay attention."

"Good school committee." The girls stuck their tongues out, feeling a guilty conscience that they were caught eating melons behind their backs, and obediently put the small note back into the table hole.

It wasn't until after school that Song Jianzhi heard about the study group that the head teacher said before the self-study.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and holding Zhao Xiduo with the other hand: "Sister! Good sister! You have to help me!"

"What can I do for you?"

"You have to let me in this class." Song Jianzhi said solemnly.

Zhao Xiduo:?

"Why do you think I'll be the first?" Zhao Xiduo was very angry, "I take every exam very seriously."

Song Jianzhi choked when she recalled Zhao Xiduo's glorious record of being the top in the big and small exams this semester and never failing.

"Oops, can you help me—" Song Jianzhi did everything she could, in order to fail the exam, she acted coquettish to her sisters.

"Tsk tsk." Zhao Xiduo looked at her, "I know what you're thinking, aren't you afraid of who won't be first in the exam this time?"

"Impossible." Song Jianzhi denied it, "From junior high school to sophomore year, when was she not the first?"

Not only the first in the class, but also the first in the whole grade.

Song Jianzhi looked smug, the cat's tail was about to be raised, as if this first place was her glory.

Zhao Xiduo didn't see it, and she was so disgusted that she would throw away this shameful sister.

Song Jianzhi followed and said, "I'll give you the answer for the exam!"

"You are insulting my personality, even if I am wrong, I will not copy it!"

Song Jianzhi was very talkative: "Then I'll make up for you, and I'll make sure you pass the exam."

Song Jianzhi gritted her teeth, and hit the trump card: "I'll go out with me to make up the class, I'll have dinner, please drink a month's soda, milk tea is also fine, can you do it?"

"Deal." Zhao Xiduo immediately smiled and agreed.

"Wow, you're tricking me again." Song Jianzhi knew that she had fallen into a conspiracy, so she and Zhao Xiduo started fighting in the corridor, laughing nonstop, but she met the teacher coming out of the teacher's office. Mingxu.

Song Jianzhi was playing with Zhao Xiduo, but he glanced at Mingxu with a cold face, his body froze, the cat's courage softened, and he hurriedly threw his sister out of his arms, as if being Catch and **** husband in bed.

"Cough." She cleared her throat and dared not face Mingxu, for fear that her hot face would expose herself, "The school committee hasn't left yet."

"En." Ming Xu glanced at Zhao Xiduo and squeezed the exercise book in his hand, "The two classmates go home early."

Ming Xu went to the classroom, probably to get a schoolbag.

The setting sun was beside the teaching building, and the sound of playing ball came from the playground below. There were only three of them in the corridor, and all sounds were far away. Maybe the atmosphere was too good, Song Jianzhi impulsively said the words that he had been thinking about for a long time:

“Does the school committee want to go home together?”

Ming Xu turned to look at her, she had the light behind her back, and the magnificent sunset was behind her. Song Jianzhi couldn't see her face clearly.

"I heard people say that the school committee's family is also in Anning District, we should drop by."

More than that, she even knew which community Mingxu lived in.

That community was developed by her own family. Ever since she found out that Mingxu lived there, Song Jianzhi had already acted coquettishly with her sister, got the key to the house in the community, and moved in.

Ming Xu hasn't replied yet, Song Jianzhi can only hear the pounding sound of her heart, which is chaotic, and her thoughts are also confused.

"Ah, maybe I made a mistake, if I don't get along, Zhao Xiduo and I will—"

"By the way."

Ming Xu interrupted her, turned around and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get my schoolbag."

Song Jianzhi: ! ! !

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! !

Just a promise, let Song Jianzhi's heart explode into a firework, but even the fire was ashamed to be noticed by Mingxu.

In this summer, like ice cream, it melts quietly in the high temperature.

As long as you drop by once, and then drop by one after another, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

While riding a bicycle with Mingxu home, tutoring Zhao Xiduo and working hard for mutual learning, Song Jianzhi had a very comfortable life.

In the self-study class, when Song Jianzhi was tutoring Zhao Xiduo, Zhao Xiduo deserted and asked: "Sister, hasn't your driver reported to the family recently? It depends on you riding a shared bicycle every day. ?"

Song Jianzhi: "I told my family that I want to work and study hard."

"So hard." Zhao Xiduo was shocked, is this the power of love? Let the little princess of the Song family be willing to become Cinderella.

Song Jianzhi said deeply: "Yeah, so your milk tea will also be changed from 30 cups to Mi Xue Bingcheng in the future, sorry."

Zhao Xiduo: "Fuck you? Are you a dog?"

Song Jianzhi: "Hey."

The two made a low noise in the back row again. Suddenly, a shadow fell on him, and Song Jianzhi's desk was knocked.

"Quiet."

Song Jianzhi raised her head, and Mingxu came down from the podium.

This is the first time Mingxu takes care of himself! It must be because I have become familiar with it recently.

Under the seemingly non-existent gazes of the whole class, Song Jianzhi was not angry but delighted, and happily stretched out his hand to take over the curse and sat down obediently.

Song Jianzhi raised his head to look at Mingxu, his eyes were bright, making Mingxu forget the jealousy in his heart, and turned to think of some kind of pet waiting to be praised. Are going up.

Ming Xu is young and has excellent self-control. Her beautiful face remains calm, only the corners of her lips can't help but evoke a little, only a little.

"Study by yourself." The calm and self-sufficient Ming Xu said.

With the joint efforts of Zhao Xiduo and Song Jianzhi, Song Jianzhi finally succeeded in being the last one in the class, and Mingxu was very symmetrical.

The head teacher was shocked and called Song Jianzhi to the office: "What's the matter with this grade? Tell the teacher."

The head teacher is worried, the Song family is the school director, the school director's daughter is really hard to manage, but fortunately Song Jianzhi is quite relieved. a hobby.

The grades are extremely serious, the good ones are very good, and the bad ones don’t study at all. When asked for the reason, it was just one sentence that the teacher didn't want to hear because he didn't have eyesight. It was extremely self-willed.

Thinking of this, the head teacher wondered: "Are you out of sight again?"

Song Jianzhi's expression was well-behaved, but her words were not human: "It's been hot recently, so I don't want to answer the question."

The head teacher looked at the paper with blank big questions and multiple-choice questions that perfectly avoided the correct answer.

What can I do, the school manager's daughter, please spoil me.

"Okay, the teacher understands." The head teacher rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "By the way, you know that starting from this monthly exam, you will need to set up a mutual aid group, right?"

Song Jianzhi nodded immediately, of course she knew, otherwise why would she fail the exam.

Is the head teacher planning to arrange for him to study with the first place? Song Jianzhi looked at the teacher expectantly.

The door behind her suddenly opened.

"It's Mingxu, the English papers have been collected? Come here and let me go."

"Okay, teacher." Mingxu's voice came from the left side, Song Jianzhi tightened his back and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Why did Mingxu send the English papers at this time QAQ

kind-"

The teacher also thought about how to describe it, and finally said implicitly, "This kind of real number one should study hard with the number one in the class and help Zhao Xiduo improve, what do you think? "

Song Jianzhi: ?

Song Jianzhi puffed out her mouth slightly. She glanced at her side from the corner of her eye, and saw Mingxu bowing his head to sort out the English test paper.

She was a little relaxed, a little lost, and a little aggrieved by the behavior of the head teacher. Song Jianzhi blinked and said earnestly: "Teacher, in fact, my grades have dropped a lot during this period, I need to Excellent classmates helped me with my studies.”

"Don't be deceived by me just now, I'm just rhetoric." Song Jianzhi said solemnly.

Teacher:…

What can I do, who made her the daughter of the school manager.

After the monthly test, the seats in the class were changed with the establishment of the mutual aid learning group. Assemble in the fifth row.

The two desks met, and the two of them sat in a row.

It was right by the window, Mingxu let Song Jianzhi sit inside, the reason is:

"You like to sleep, I'm in and out a lot."

Song Jianzhi's face didn't know whether she was ashamed or ashamed, a little bit red: "I won't sleep in the future."

Summer afternoons are the most drowsy. During the lunch break, the classroom is all over the place, and people can yawn as soon as they walk in.

Song Jianzhi stopped fooling around with the little sisters. She ate honestly, went back to the classroom to write some questions, and then asked her classmate about "no" questions. Finally, forty before class Minutes, lie down on the table together and sleep.

As they fell asleep, their breathing gradually synchronized.

However, Song Jianzhi often secretly opened his eyes after a few minutes to see Ming Xu sleeping.

Ming Xu closed her eyes like a porcelain doll with an oval face, so beautiful that people wanted to stretch out her fingers but outline her delicate outline.

, there are classes in the afternoon."

Song Jianzhi agreed well, and turned around to secretly open her eyes again to take a peek at Mingxu. Mingxu couldn't, so he could only cover her eyes with his own hands, and scraped the eyelashes in the palm of his hand. Mingxu's heart throbbed, but he only said, "Sleep."

Song Jianzhi then became obedient: "Okay, sleep."

The two hid in a corner of the classroom, their little gestures were intimate and secretive, and they were unknown.

Song Jianzhi swears that she will not sleep in class, but the habit she has cultivated for many days is not so easy to change, and she can't wake up in the first or second class in the afternoon.

Ming Xu would not take the initiative to call her up, but Song Jianzhi wanted to perform well in front of Ming Xu, did not want to disappoint her, and propped her head up to prevent herself from sleeping.

The curtains were drawn, and the summer white light was shining. Song Jianzhi was sitting by the window. Outside the window was a tall tree. She tried her best to open her eyes, but she was sleepy again after a while.

The open eyes slowly closed, and the head was heavy, little by little, like a dazed milk cat.

Song Jianzhi didn't know, Mingxu always peeked at her at this time.

The mutual aid learning group cannot escape the communication in the self-study class. In other words, this is the greatest significance of the existence of this group.

To be honest, before this group, although Song Jianzhi was partial to subjects, as long as she wanted to learn, there was nothing difficult to learn.

Since I had the opportunity to ask Mingxu for advice, the topics have become a lot more clever, and many of them have become like she can't, Song Jianzhi thought deeply.

Ming Xu did not pierce Song Jianzhi's little routine, and patiently gave her a topic. Finally, I handed over the draft book, turned the pen down, put the cap on, and asked, "Can you do it?"

No response was heard for a long time, Mingxu turned his head to look, Song Jianzhi was looking at the pen in his hand.

She paused and handed it over: "Like it?"

Song Jianzhi returned to her senses and shook her head sharply. The light outside the window turned her face into pink petals again.

"No no—well, watch you turn your pen."

Turn the pen? It turns out that Song Jianzhi likes this kind of bells and whistles. Yes, many boys in the class like to turn pens. She tries it when she is bored, and occasionally plays with it.

If your tablemate likes it, maybe you can play more in the future.

Mingxu pondered in his heart, his face remained calm, he only smiled slightly: "If you like, I can teach you."

Song Jianzhi nodded and blushed again.

Another monthly exam paper is out.

Song Jianzhi's test scores returned to normal after that, and even increased steadily. The head teacher was relieved and deeply felt the success of the mutual aid group.

See? The school director's daughter is about to be corrected by her. Except for not fighting, not making trouble, and not falling in love early, she doesn't sleep much in class now. Maybe she can get into the top 50 in the grade in the future, which is a monument of her teaching career.

Ming Xu first looked at his test paper, read the two or three wrong questions about the kitten, picked up Song Jianzhi's test paper and read it.

Song Jianzhi went to touch the first grade exam paper to appreciate.

She was lying on the table looking happy, she heard Mingxu say:

"The last big question in physics this time happens to be one of the types of questions you asked me before the test. I don't seem to have time to tell you, so I have deducted a lot of points..."

Song Jianzhi recalled: ... bad

She sat up straight, a little afraid to watch the development below.

Ming Xu found the physical paper, turned to the back and looked: "Full score?"

She looked at it more closely, half praised, and half inexplicably looking at Song Jianzhi:

"Great, the problem-solving idea is very beautiful." It is more beautiful than my own answering steps, neat and concise, no more or less.

Song Jianzhi was very guilty, faltered, unable to say anything, so she simply rushed over boldly, stretched her paws to hug the arm of the same table, and whispered coquettishly:

"Oops, just—just made it."

"Will you trust me?"

Ming Xu squeezed her paper, thought about it, and said, "Yes?"

"Right?" Song Jianzhi bit her lip.

"If you want to ask me questions at the same table, you have to believe it, right?"

Ming Xu rarely showed a lot of smiles. With the appearance of a young man, his eyes were full of youthful energy, and he was looking at the girl he liked with this light.

Song Jianzhi was stunned for a moment, then delighted again, hugged Mingxu's arm tightly, and kept nodding, followed by a ponytail:

"Hmmmmmm, believe it, believe it."

She said, Mingxu listened, but in their hearts, there was another set of responses that only they understood.

It is full of young girls' thoughts in the summer, and it is very sweet in the hot sun.

The head teacher's plan failed.

Her school director's daughter and students don't fight, make trouble, or sleep, and her grades are stable in the top five in the grade, but she falls in love early.

The object is still her best student, the first in the grade.

The only thing that is gratifying is that she learned about it at the graduation ceremony.

It's not too early, not too late, it's the best look of youth.