The Hottie

Chapter 3: classes03

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Thanks, of course I don't want to be late, but she looked at the empty rear seat of Helin. There isn't even a place to sit, how can I take her?

As if he could see her doubts, Helin put a smile on his lips, straightened up a little, and said, "Don't let you sit behind."

He gently bent the two knuckles of his right index finger and middle finger, knocked on the bicycle frame in front of him, and said to her, "Sit here."

Thanks: "..."

It took 40 minutes from the community to the school, and Helin rode the bike very fast.

His bike was remodeled by himself, with a light body and unabated speed. Even if it carried the weight of two people, it didn't feel difficult at all.

Especially thanks to the small body, not to mention the weight.

The only shortcoming is that the distance between the frame and the handlebar is too far, thank you for not being able to reach the handlebar, so I had to change the seat tube behind the bicycle.

Just in this way, it seems that this action is very intimate.

The thanked hands were only less than three centimeters away from the inner side of Helin's legs, and they rubbed together with a slight movement. She retracted her hand suddenly as if electrocuted and held it in the air, at a loss.

Just then the bicycle turned the corner, the body leaned, and she fell to the side.

Helin quickly stabilized her shoulders, bowed his head, and said something to her.

Thanks, but didn't hear clearly, he asked: "What did you say?"

The driveway roared and the wind was noisy.

Helin bent down, pressed close to her ear, and repeated each word:

"Grab my clothes."

Thanks for hesitating for a second, looking at his blue-and-white school uniform being blown up by the wind, and wanting to say no, the car turned another turn, and she finally reached out and grabbed the sides of his waist firmly before being thrown out.

The young man's body was thin, and he was close, and he could smell the clear and pleasant smell of him.

His arms are on both sides of her, encircling her.

The chin hung on top of her head, and a slightly heavy breath rang around her ears.

Thanks. The hand holding Helin's clothing corner became tight and loose, loose and tight. It's like holding a hot potato.

In the end, nothing was said.

At 7:48, the two of them finally successfully arrived at the school gate.

Helin squeezed the handbrake and stopped steadily.

At this time, there were no people at the school gate. Everyone was reading early in the classroom. There were only a few student council members and a few students who were late all year round.

Thanks, grasping the bag tightly, jumped out of the car.

Helin slowly followed behind her while pushing the bicycle.

Someone nearby saw them riding a bicycle, booing restlessly while whistling.

One of the student union members seemed to know Helin, and when he saw him walk up to him, put away the registration book, he grinned: "I just came to the new school to pick up a girl in the new school after a heavy fight in the province. It's me, as I am."

He Lin paused, took a look at the girl walking in front, straightened up, and explained: "It's the neighbor who lives next door. Her mother asks me to take good care of her. I'm going to be late this morning, so I took her on the way. ."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the boy in front of him and warned with a smile but a smile: "Don't talk nonsense."

Hearing this, the boy licked the corner of his mouth disapprovingly. Look at him, look at the front thank you again, and say clearly:

"I know, I know."

It seems more ambiguous.

The week passed smoothly.

Thanks for being late, and no points were deducted. Their class was successfully selected as an excellent class.

On Friday, the school began to divide liberal arts classes.

They have a total of 14 science classes, 12 liberal arts classes, and one key liberal arts class each. Thanks for being assigned to the science (1) class, which happened to be next door to Lizhong, and she was in the same class with several students from the previous class.

Xu Nian was assigned to the liberal arts (15) class.

Except for the key classes, which are scored according to the top 40 scores, their ordinary classes are randomly divided.

After Xu Nian learned that he had thanked him and was assigned to a normal class, he moved aggressively from get out of class (15) to the door of class (1) without waiting for the end of school, and blocked the door:

"What did you do? Even if you used to be in the ordinary class, you are now in liberal arts and sciences. Why are you still here? What is your ranking in science?"

Thanks, I was about to go to the toilet, and was caught off guard by her. Not wanting to be heard by the people in the new class, he pulled her aside and said, "Why are you here?"

Xu Nian did not change the subject, but asked: "Is it ranked 41st again?"

I thanked him and said nothing.

Xu Nian knew that she had guessed right when she looked at her expression, and immediately rolled her eyes, half dead in anger.

When there was no liberal arts and science subjects, the school had only one key class, and the total scores of thanked students were ranked in grade 41. No chance with key classes.

Now that she is divided into liberal arts and sciences, Xu Nian thought she would be able to get in if she had an extra chance, who knew she was still ranked 41st in science!

Honestly, did she do it on purpose! ?

Xu Nian said, "Where's your transcript? Take it out for me to see."

Thanks: "..."

"In class." Thanks and said: "It's not easy to take."

In fact, she didn't want to take it, and Xu Nian would have to take it out again.

But Xu Nian is such a good sender. She said: "You don't need to take it. Then tell me how many points you have scored in each subject."

Thank you, it's really gone.

She knows that Xu Nian's personality is a type that breaks the casserole and asks the end. If she is not allowed to succeed today, she will definitely keep asking.

So after thanking for the struggle, I still reported it one by one.

Mathematics 141, Chinese 115, and Science Comprehensive 274, all subjects scored pretty well.

Only English...53 points.

Xu Nian was shocked, "Did you learn English with your cerebellum? How can you get such a bad test?"

Especially this time, the English test school has reduced the difficulty, and the grade average score is above 70. Xu Nian thought that she would have at least 75 points in the test, but she did not expect her to hit a new low!

Thanks, he slumped his ears and leaned on the railing of the corridor, "My English is not good... I have read cloze several times carefully, but I don’t understand the difference between haddone and haddone. It’s not all at the time of completion. Isn’t it? Maybe I’m not suitable for learning English by nature...I don’t plan to study abroad anyway.”

The tone is a bit self-defeating.

But this is not something she can give up if she wants to.

The college entrance examination has to test English, just like it is raining, and my mother is going to get married.

Xu Nian took a deep breath and began to persuade her: "You should study English well. Our school will be re-divided into key classes every semester from now on. As long as your English is a little higher, it will be fine to enter key classes."

It's a pity that I thanked it and didn't have much interest: "What does it matter if I can't enter the key class? I can learn very well here, and I don't have the pressure to go hand in hand."

"you……"

Xu Nian was stunned by her lack of fighting spirit. He stretched out his hand and pointed to a boy in the class (1), and asked, "Is there such a student in the key class? Wouldn't his presence affect your study? ! Or do you think it doesn't matter if you don't get a good university in the future?"

The boys she pointed to were tall boys with mint-colored hair.

The boy leaned on the table next to the podium with his hands in his pockets, and he was leaning forward and back to talk and laugh with the boys in the first row.

He seemed to notice that someone was talking about him. Turning his head, he saw that his bright hair made his complexion fairer in the sun.

Looking for it, it fell on Xie.

"Xiaozhi..."

Just as he was about to scream, a middle-aged man in his 30s and 40s who was wearing a plaid shirt appeared at the door. Wearing rimless glasses, looking at him angrily: "Lan Shaoqin, you dyed my hair like this again!!!"

Lan Shaoqin's face changed, and he stopped the words.

The grade director took a step forward and walked towards the classroom, "You dye it back at noon today!"

Unexpectedly, he moved his feet, patted the shoulder of the boy in front of him, and said, "Brother, help me with my homework soon."

Then the figure flickered and ran outside!

The grade director was so angry that he yelled, "You stop me—"

...

Thanks: "..."

Xu Nian: "..."

This kind of thing can be performed once a week in the previous class, and the two have long been familiar with it.

After the classroom was calm, thanked and said goodbye to Xu Nian before walking inside.

At the same time, the door of Lizhong (0) class next door.

A boy was holding his homework and asked the person standing at the back door: "Helin, the math teacher asked you to go to his office, why are you still standing there? Class will start soon!"

Helin straightened slightly and smiled at him: "Immediately."

Then the tip of his tongue pressed against the cheek, as if he asked casually: "By the way, do you know the total score of the last one in our class?"

The boy laughed, "Why, you are the first in the class and you care about the suffering of the last one?"

He curled his lips and said, "Just ask."

The boy said: "Okay, tell you. The last one is me, with a total score of 595 points."

Boy: "What are you asking this for?"

He Lin didn't say anything, and God's eyes moved, looking at the place where he had just thanked him, he seemed to be thinking.

Only a difference, twelve points.

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