Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

On the last day of the school sports meeting, after Bi Ming handed over the cheering script to the announcer on the podium, he met Tang Bei who was hanging out with his companions.

The little fat man and his companion were sitting on the grass in the playground, holding playing cards in their hands, surrounded by messy snack wrapping papers, and when they saw Bi Ming, he waved to her: "Ruan Xiaoan, I heard that you won the long jump competition, congratulations. what!"

Bi Ming smiled slightly: "Thank you, why don't you go back to the classroom to play cards?"

"Don't talk about it, a group of eight women in the classroom are chatting all day long, it's annoying!" The companion next to Tang Bei shook his head frantically, "It's still harassing us, asking this and that, what **** is good or not, and who is in love again..."

Tang Xiaopangdun also nodded again and again: "They have very broken mouths. Because of their good grades and their favorite teachers, they guide the country all day long."

"That's right," the companion next to him interjected: "Some people say Ruan Xiaoan, you are very pretentious..."

"Hey," Tang Bei yanked his companion, frantically motioning him to shut up, "Don't pass on this kind of mess."

"What are you pretending to be?" Bi Ming tilted her head, looking incomprehensible.

"It's alright," Tang Xiaopang quickly stood up and picked up a few chocolate **** to change the subject, "Come and have something to eat, this brand of snacks is delicious."

"Thank you, the chocolate is too sweet for me to eat." The girl immediately declined.

"Okay, then do you want to fight the landlord with us?"

"No, you guys play, I'm not very good at this." Bi Ming shook his head and asked another question, "But I just wanted to ask you, do you know when the results of the school entrance examination will be released?"

"It seems that the exam papers will be given out after reading the class tomorrow morning." The little fat man scratched his head and said helplessly, "Oh, it's over, today is probably the last carnival, no wonder the head teacher's expression is so terrifying, our class must have performed poorly... "

"The last exam was so **** hard, and I'm dead too—" the companion next to him also wailed, "Go home tonight and hide your phone, or you will be charged!"

Bi Ming didn't quite understand the pain of these scumbags, but it didn't affect her sympathetic smile.

"I have to leave beforehand, bye."

Looking at Bi Ming's slim back, Tang Bei sighed.

The companion next to him bumped him: "Yo, do you feel sorry for others?"

"Ri, shut up." Tang Bei gave the other side a roll of eyes, "Those **** are cheap, so are you?"

"What did I say, it was obviously Yin Han who scolded it first, and Lin Siqi and the others were also joking with the trend."

Tang Bei sneered coldly: "Ruan Xiaoan is a good person, you know when you talked to her just now... I really don't understand why those women call her such a bad nickname."

"You mean green tea bitch? Or a slut?" The companion chuckled, "Knowing people, knowing faces but not hearts, we don't need to get involved in their gang's affairs."

"But..." Tang Bei thought of Ruan Xiaoan who gave him a topic, and was still indignant.

"Don't tell me you like Ruan Xiaoan?" The companion bumped him with his shoulder, "Then Brother Pei will kill you."

"Grass Mud Horse, can you be more pure in your thinking?" Tang Bei's face suddenly flushed, "I just thought they were sick, and Ruan Xiaoan didn't provoke them, so why target her."

"Yin Han has also been scolded by them as 'chasing the madman'. You must know that Lin Siqi is the class committee, and their small groups are all formed by gangs. Which good-looking girl in the class has not been arrested. Did they 'review' it?"

"I can't stand them anyway." Tang Bei snorted coldly, swept his hands to the side, and accidentally dropped the torn potato chips.

"Oh, my Panpan Potato Chips!" The companion was distressed, "Tang Bei, don't let go of your anger, Ruan Xiaoan is covered by Brother Pei, and those **** won't break their mouths in front of her."

the next day.

The students who had experienced the school sports carnival all entered the classroom with apathetic spirit.

The papers that were handed out were already lying on their desks, and some people just closed their eyes and didn't dare to look at the shocking scores on them.

Bi Ming came to the seat, picked up the test paper and felt that something was wrong, her score seemed to be moved.

On the top math test paper, the "140" at the top was redacted with "110", because the "4" could not be covered at all, so the vertical line in the middle was deliberately drawn thick.

The second English test paper is even more interesting. "138" becomes "108", and the 0 in the middle is repeated several times. If you don't pay attention, you may really look wrong.

The last few pictures are pretty normal.

As soon as Pei Jingshuo entered the classroom, he noticed the girl's strangeness.

"What's wrong?" The young man had just cut his hair, and his stubborn and sharp eyebrows looked more like a bad boy.

Bi Ming raised his head and looked at him, then shook his head gently: "It seems that I got the wrong score."

"Let's see." He threw the schoolbag he was carrying onto his seat, frowned, and grabbed the girl's math test paper.

The test paper is graded according to the question, and the scores are written next to the question number. Just add it to make it clear.

"Let's ask the teacher to change it," Pei Jingshuo glanced at it and came to a conclusion, "Who did the statistics for you, you are sick."

Bi Ming was about to speak, but saw Ran Le at the front table looking back: "Who miscalculated the score?"

"It's mine." The girl pursed her lips, a little aggrieved.

"Then go to the head teacher quickly, the rankings are about to come out." Ran Le urged her, "There will be no change at that time."

Coincidentally, he was at the same table as him, a spectacled student who heard it and turned around:

"I'm afraid it's too late. Yesterday afternoon, the class teacher called a bunch of class committees to go in and count the points, and the rankings were all finished."

"Fuck, so fast?" Ran Le opened his mouth, "Doesn't that mean you can only admit to being unlucky?"

"Let me ask." Bi Ming picked up the two question papers and went directly to the office.

Pei Jingshuo knocked on the table, staring at the figure she left without saying a word.

Ran Le looked at his sinking face and shrugged—

Brother Pei is eager to protect his wife.

But Ruan Xiaoan's grades are so good, maybe he can get a scholarship in the top ten of the grade.

It would be a pity if I missed this opportunity because of the wrong score.

After a while, Pei Jingshuo shoved a few papers on his desk directly into the desk drawer, then sat lazily in the position, kicking with his long legs: "Hey, the one with glasses, I want to ask you something."

The Xueba who was kicked on the stool dared not speak, and looked at him sullenly: "What's wrong?"

"Who went to the office to register their scores yesterday?"

"Just those class committees who often help teachers with their work."

"Specific name."

Glasses looked at him vigilantly: "Why do you ask so meticulously?"

Pei Jingshuo's dark pupils stared at him, and sneered: "Are you going to tell me?"

The boy's snow-white teeth were wide open, his eyes were sharp as knives, and with his new hairstyle, he looked very difficult to mess with.

As a good student, the glasses boy didn't want to conflict with him, so he could only whisper a few names.

In the end, he didn't forget to add: "Don't tell them I said it."

"It's okay," Ran Le patted the spectacled boy on the shoulder, "what are you afraid of, no one can move you with Brother Pei here."

The glasses boy was speechless.

Isn't it Pei Jingshuo who wants to move himself?

Meanwhile, in the grade office on the other side.

"Teacher, can I change my score?" The girl handed the test paper to the head teacher with some trepidation.

"Oh, how could it be wrong?" The head teacher took the paper in embarrassment and looked at the class ranking table just printed on the table. "Yesterday I asked the study committee members to check the scores three times, it shouldn't be."

"But teacher... I'll take care of it, the score is really wrong."

The head teacher carefully examined the paper she brought over, and found that the numbers at the top of the paper had been changed.

"Xiao An, there's something wrong with this score," he frowned and said hesitantly, "I'll change it for you, but the rankings may not be able to be changed. Some classes have been posted."

Bi Ming didn't say anything and looked at him pitifully.

"It's hard to make mistakes like this now," the head teacher explained to her, "because we can't just re-rank the entire grade for your own sake, right?"

"Teacher... Really?" The little girl seemed a little aggrieved, "It's a lot of points."

The head teacher looked at the girl's paper, well, one is 140 points, the other is 138 points, adding up the score difference of several ten points, adding it back may be able to sprint to the top three in the grade.

"So, I'll ask the prefect to see if I can rearrange it for you."

Bi Ming immediately nodded "appreciatively": "Well, then thank you teacher."

The head teacher patted her arm and smiled helplessly: "Don't have too much hope, I can only try my best to fight for you."

However, at this time, he still had some regrets. Yesterday, he asked those class committees to work, but he didn't expect to get such a big basket for himself.

I'll have to check it myself next time.