Her Little Dimples

Because the fourth class is a math class, that is, the class teacher's class.

In addition to reading grades, you have to change seats.

There were already many students in the class, unable to restrain their anxiety, and ran to the office to secretly check their results.

Zheng Xiaolin in front of Xu You is also one of them.

The front position is empty, and everyone around is sleeping on the table.

Xu You was alone, sorting out notes, and gnawing on the apple.

Ten minutes between classes passed in a flash. Before the class bell rang, the classmates who were watching their grades ran back one after another.

They are like triumphant heroes, and when they arrive in the classroom, a circle of people surrounds them and asks.

"Did you see my grades?"

"How many did you take the exam?"

"Did you see it? Did you see it?"

"How is it, did you watch it for me? How many points do I have?!"

.....

Zheng Xiaolin went back to her seat panting, she seemed to have done well in the exam, and she was in a good mood.

With a smile on her face, she was about to turn her head to say something, when the head teacher opened the door and came in.

Xu You looked up and put away the half-eaten apple.

She pushed the people around her in a small gesture, and whispered: "Don't sleep, the teacher is here."

Xu Huiru walked to the podium and looked around the classroom, holding a report card in her hand.

She cleared her throat, and then said: "Be quiet, I have something to tell you today."

There was silence underneath.

The sound of the needle falling to the ground can be heard.

"This time the monthly test results are out." She said, and looked at the list again. "I know, some of you don't care about the results. There are seven famous ones."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar below.

There are nearly 30 classes in the grade, and there are several key classes, not including the sunshine class and the rocket class.

Parallel classes usually have two or three students in the top 100, and the teacher's face is very bright.

Unexpectedly, the 9th class, the most mixed class in this parallel class, got a good start in the first monthly exam.

The students in the class listened indifferently, and the group behind them were even more bored.

Song Yifan turned his pen boringly, chatting with the thank-you speech: "Aci, let's not skip the physical education class in the afternoon."

"What are you doing."

"Go play billiards, it's been a long time."

"No." Very flat voice.

Song Yifan put his arms around the shoulders of Xie Ci and leaned closer and said, "Brother Ci, why have you started to be pure-hearted, don't you."

"roll."

Song Yifan asked himself to be uninterested, and turned to Xu Xiaocheng who was across the corridor, "Brother Cheng, do you want to go for fun this afternoon?"

Xu Xiaocheng was playing on his mobile phone, so he didn't have time to take care of him, and casually replied: "Last night I played too much with my girlfriend, so I didn't have the energy."

"Hey, you guy." Song Yifan pouted, just about to hurt him.

Xu Huiru looked over and yelled, "Song Yifan, you still speak, and see what you have achieved in the exam!"

Song Yifan was named, shrank his shoulders, and played with a bitter expression: "Teacher, you can't even tell me because of my poor exam."

Someone in the class was amused.

Xu Huiru stared at her, "I counted down after the grade exam and smiled hippiely with me."

Song Yifan touched his nose.

The voice on the podium continued.

"You can't learn more from the classmate sitting in front of you, study in the same place, you will be the last in the exam, and they will be the first in grade!"

Xu You, who was named, stopped writing.

There was a gasp in the class.

Many people turned their heads in disbelief and looked at the new classmates sitting in the back row.

The eyes are all different.

I'm a good boy, this transfer student is still great, and he overwhelmed Xu Xingchun as the first grader.

Does their surname Xu have a natural aura of learning God...

You know, the reason why Class 9 has the limelight. In addition to the rich second generation, another reason is that the first grade is in this class.

Xu Xingchun's ranking on the rankings is basically unbeatable. He has been promoted from junior high school to high school, and has been ranked first.

Many people have also wondered why he didn't go to the Rockets class and had to stay in the ninth class.

Unexpectedly, this time, she would be suppressed silently by a girl.

"I will read the names of these seven people now, and the others will be ranked later. I will ask the monitor to post them back and see for myself."

The discussion in the class grew louder, and Xu Huiru motioned them to be quiet. After a pause, continue to say:

"Xu Yo, first in class, first in grade, with a total score of 678."

"Xu Xingchun, second in class, second in grade, total score 677."

"Chen Chunlin, the third in class, 32 in grade, with a total score of 645."

"Xiang Fei, fourth in class, 67 in grade, total score 633."

"..."

The air conditioner in the classroom was working, blowing out cold air.

Xu You caught a cold, coughed a few times, and continued to hold the pen to continue his homework.

She didn't have any expressions, as if she was not the one who got the first place in the exam, or she was used to it.

Calculating the last question in the exercise book, Xu You stopped writing.

She sniffed and looked down in the drawer for toilet paper.

The ballpoint pen was shaken twice and rolled from the table to the ground.

Xu You twisted, bent over to pick up the pen.

He raised his head for an instant, and met his eyes of thanks.

He was chewing gum in his mouth.

Both of them were taken aback.

On the podium, Xu Huiru said:

"Wait, everyone will pack everything up, and come back to change positions after PE class in the afternoon."