Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 12 [No.012] Wrestling and Picking up a Gold Ingot

Zeng Wei led everyone to read English in the morning self-study. Xie Wenjun didn't get enough sleep last night because he wanted to sell paintings. If it was someone else, he would have been ideologically educated long ago, but Xie Wenjun had sold favors to him no matter what, Zeng Wei turned a blind eye to him.

Xie Wenjun slept so sweetly, the halazi flowed down the small groove on the desk to the front of the glasses at the same table, the glasses did not dare to offend the old man, they gave way again and again, almost sat on the ground, Xie Wenjun finished the flow Lazi started snoring again, the loudness of the shouting gradually overwhelmed the sound of reading, the students snickered, Zeng Wei couldn't help it, and was about to speak...

"Xie Wenjun..." A soprano sounded as decibel as a truck horn filled the classroom.

Xie Wenjun was startled: "Ah, what, I am here." He is probably dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Dream of Ninety-five Supreme Beings.

The whole class roared with laughter, and the soprano Yuan Jia stood up and scolded: "Xie Wenjun, you are too much. Everyone is studying, but you are sleeping and snoring, which affects everyone. Do you know that you were absent from class yesterday afternoon. You must have not done your homework, are you here to study or to play, please go to another place to play, don't come to affect us, rat shit."

More than 40 pairs of eyes stared at Xie Wenjun. His grandma was so disrespectful. He taught me in front of the whole class that Buddha is angry. Homework is none of your business, you think you are my mother," Xie Wenjun imitated Yuan Jia's tone, "I love to go to the neighborhood committee, don't come to influence us, old lady."

"You...you..." Anxious, Yuan Jia grabbed an object and threw it at Xie Wenjun. The force was even and accurate. Xie Wenjun tilted his head, and the steel ruler was inserted into the wooden window and made a buzzing sound.

The little girl is going to commit murder, why is there no sense at all, Xie Wenjun swallowed his saliva looking at the "hidden weapon". In real life, he said with a smile: "Yuan Jia, are you Li Xunhuan's apprentice? I'm going to sue the teacher. You don't study hard and make progress every day. You practice these hidden weapons all day long to hurt your classmates' young bodies and destroy their fragile hearts. .”

Yuan Jia gave Xie Wenjun a hard look like a resentful woman, smashed the pencil case on the desk, and ran out of the classroom with tears in her eyes.

"Don't look at me," Xie Wenjun explained, "it's none of my business, she flew me with a hidden weapon, still read?" Xie Wenjun sighed, "Read your books, I'll go out and read, and read ? Zeng Wei..."

"Everyone reads their own books." Zeng Wei ordered.

My heart is softened, why is my heart softened again, just now I wanted to harden my heart and suppress the tigress, lest she always find fault, but after thinking about it, I am wrong, and the girls are right, so I should go and see, girls, I am so anxious That's it, it's over if you can't control it anymore, and it's over if you use both soft and hard methods to cure the disease.

Xie Wenjun came out and saw Yuan Jia was sitting under the basketball hoop with his chin resting on his back. His thin figure was shivering in the cool morning breeze. The sunlight shone on his body through the thin morning mist, outlining a golden edge, creating a Seeing this kind of hazy beauty, Xie Wenjun's heart was filled with an inexplicable complex emotion that had been dusty for a long time, and he felt a little distressed when he saw it, so he hurried to the canteen to buy a cup of hot soybean milk.

Yuan Jia graduated from a key primary school. The students love learning very much. Nine out of ten are nerds who only read textbooks. The last one is also a nerd who only occasionally lives after school. Yuan Jia is one of them.

Yuan Jia has never seen a student like Xie Wenjun, who fights, skips class, fails to hand in homework, sleeps in class... he does everything a student should not do, and his grades are still among the best. How much is his current good grades? If you work hard, if you are like Xie Wenjun, you can probably get the first place, and the bottom one.

Since you can get good grades in playing, shouldn't you study harder and take the university entrance exam in the future? Isn't that what students should do? Isn't it wrong?The appearance of Xie Wenjun made Yuan Jia question her own learning concepts over the years, and also made her have a strong curiosity about this naughty boy.

I always want to help him to let him study hard, but you have always only cared about yourself. When did you start caring about your classmates? Then why don’t you care about others? Aren’t Zheng Gang and Li Qiang the same as Xie Wenjun, and their grades are not even good ,What's wrong with me?Could it be... But I am still young, Yuan Jia dare not think about it anymore, by the way, I am now a study committee member, it must be because I became a study committee member that I started to care about my classmates, it is definitely the reason, it cannot be other , Yuan Jia thought to himself.

"I invite you to drink soy milk." The sunny boy held the soy milk with a sincere expression on his face.

"Hmph! It's not rare." The girl turned her face to the side.

Xie Wenjun squeezed Yuan Jia to sit down, and Yuan Jia moved and he leaned on him, holding the girl immobile all the time, "You know, God played a trick when he created man, he made men grow old naturally , and a woman depends on herself," Xie Wenjun began to make nonsense with his eyes closed, "Mr. Shang stipulates that a girl can only cry once...two thousand times in a lifetime, and every time she cries, she will grow old. Think, isn't this Looking for trouble, what woman in the world would not cry, but the devil... the devil is one foot tall and one foot high, and finally in [-], he was discovered by a young handsome guy who saw everyone loves cars and saw cars. , this girl will be fine as long as she drinks a cup of soy milk immediately after crying, not only will she not grow old, but she will also make up for the last time she cried, look, what a wonderful person, what a great discovery.” God, the old man knows that Xie Wenjun compares him to a devil, so he must kick his ass.

Seeing Yuan Jia finally smiled, Xie Wenjun heaved a sigh of relief, hissing: "It's so hot, so hot."

"Stupid, you won't put it down first when it's hot," Yuan Jia pouted, "The king of stories, he's all set."

"Okay, don't be angry, God said, anger will also make you old."

Xie Wenjun, you never finished, you kept talking about God, and you dared to call him brothers and sisters, chatted happily, Yuan Jia said angrily: "Xie Wenjun, why can't you study hard?"

"My grades seem to be better than yours," Xie Wenjun said triumphantly, "If you say that I haven't studied hard like this, then you are simply... Sigh!"

"Then why don't you obey the discipline? Although my grades are worse than yours... I'm a little bit worse than you, but I'm not like you. I do evil." The behavior of the sunny boy is quite serious in Yuan Jia's eyes, and they are all "evil" up.

When Xie Xiucai met a beautiful soldier, he couldn't explain all the reasons. Xie Wenjun sighed: "I have already learned all the knowledge of the third grade in the fourth and fifth grades. Now I am learning the knowledge of high school every night. You Isn't it a waste of time to say that I am in the first grade class and do the homework for the first grade?"

"You...are you really that powerful?" Yuan Jia was skeptical, but with Xie Wenjun's actions, it should be possible.

"Of course it's true. How else would I pass the exam when I was the first in grade?" Xie Wenjun smiled. "If you were me, you might not even bother to go to junior high school and go directly to high school."

"I...I haven't thought about it, maybe it's the same as you," Yuan Jia blinked, "Can you...can you teach me how to study, I always feel that my method is very difficult."

Xie Wenjun thought for a while: "I can teach you, but I have one condition."

"Say it, talk it out." Yuan Jia really wanted to improve her academic performance. The first in the grade did not dare to expect extravagant expectations, but the second in the grade was still very tempting.

"It's just... hey, I said, are you crowded?" Xie Wenjun turned his back on the guest, as if a girl pinned him so that he couldn't move.

Yuan Jia's face was made into a flower: "...Squeeze," suddenly slapped the bad boy's thigh, "Didn't you squeeze it over?"

"If you don't move, can I squeeze over? It's too bullying, and blame me." Xie Wenjun's skin is thicker than the city wall.

I pinch me pinch me pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch me twinkle me wink, "Okay, alright, let's get down to business," Xie Wenjun said with a sinister smile, "I'll do my homework from now on, it's just a copy anyway. Once again, usually turn a blind eye to check attendance or something, OK?"

"Hmph! Taking advantage of the fire to rob," Yuan Jia thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, "It's a deal."

Wrestling also picked up a gold ingot, I'm a fucking genius, Xie Wenjun couldn't help but be overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)