From that day on, the school bully who always carried a ton of idol baggage would often have problems such as disheveled collars and wrong buttons. However, his friends around him seemed to be collectively blind and could never see it.

Jing Ci was not too embarrassed to remind him at first, but over time, he got used to it.

So much so that now, when Yingjiao's collar is turned up, he can even naturally reach out to help tidy it up.

After early self-study, Jing Ci put the written notes on Ying Jiao's desk: "That's pretty much it. You read it first. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

Yingjiao lowered his head and opened the thick notebook. The snow-white paper was densely filled with words, and some places were marked with a red pen.

Large chapters, small chapters and key knowledge are written clearly and clearly.

"Remember it so seriously," Yingjiao raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Little classmate, do you really want me to make progress with you?"

Yingjiao's mood is a bit complicated.

When Jing Ci said that he would organize notes for him at first, he didn't take it seriously. Later, he saw that the seriousness of the little pervert's writing was particularly interesting, so he continued to watch the fun with a playful attitude.

He didn't expect that Jing Ci would really take this matter to heart.

Yingjiao has not known what learning is for many years.

However, now that he is holding this heavy notebook, he can no longer make jokes.

Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked at him: "You..." He pursed his lower lip: "Don't want to see it?"

"Where is it?" Yingjiao's Adam's apple twitched and he flipped through the pages of the book: "The inequality is right? It's very simple..."

That's good.

Jing Ci breathed a sigh of relief and calculated in his mind. From now on, he no longer owes Yingjiao any favors. He should be able to successfully draw a clear line with him this time.

As a result, Yingjiao discovered that Jing Ci seemed to have become much colder towards him since he got the notes.

But he didn't think much about it.

Firstly, Jingci's personality is not enthusiastic. Secondly, the midterm exam is coming soon. Jingci has been studying harder and harder these days, so it is possible that he cannot find the energy.

"Hey Jingci, have you seen that post on our school forum?" After class, Jingci went outside to get some air, and Li Zhou suddenly said to him: "I don't know where those guys in the extraordinary class and the key class got their superiority.

Damn, I’m so angry.”

"What post?" Jing Ci was thinking about a math problem. Hearing this, he asked subconsciously.

"I'm really impressed with you. Now you have a heart to learn from me." Li Zhou looked around like a thief. He didn't see many people. He carefully took out his phone, tapped twice on the screen, and handed it to Jing.

Words: "Here, this is the post that says you are pretending to be a scumbag."

He said angrily: "The direction was quite normal at first, but then I don't know what idiots were up there, saying that we, Class 7, had too many people, and some people started a bet on whether you would be the last one or the last one in the exam this time.

two."

He was also quite famous in the second grade of high school. He always failed in exams, came last every time, loved to fight, and had his trademark yellow hair. Many people knew him.

Therefore, after hearing that he was a real scholar and a fake scholar, most people didn't believe it.

The students in Class 7 saw Jing Ci's performance this month, and because they were very curious, they asked Jing Ci a lot of questions through the nearby water tower, and Jing Ci knew all about it, so they slowly accepted this curious thing.

But the students in other classes didn't know, so after the post, the post went from mocking Jingci to mocking the entire seventh class.

It turned out to be this post.

Jing Ci took the phone. He hadn't paid attention to it since Teacher Liu showed it to him last time.

He turned the pages up.

[Floor 380: As expected of the Dandy Class, the IQs of Class 7 people are clearly displayed at 360 degrees without blind spots in this post.]

[Floor 392: No, I'm just confused. How can someone from Class 7 make up such a ridiculous thing? As a side note, Jing Ci looks quite handsome after cutting his hair, but his face and IQ have nothing to do with it.

It’s related.]

[Four Hundred and Twelve Floor: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Jing Ci is good at studying? I just want to know what good study looks like in the eyes of Class 7 people? Can you recite ancient poems? Or can you calculate quadratic equations in one variable?

Ha ha ha ha】

[Four Hundred and Fifteenth Floor: Idiots, my brain is muddled by shit. Jing Ci is just good at studying, and our class teacher has stamped it. You idiots collectively have an orgasm.]

[Four Hundred and Twentieth Floor: The head teacher of Class 7? That bear? Hahahahaha, to be honest, I thought he was the PE teacher at first. 】

[Four hundred and twenty-eighth floor: Jing Ci is good at studying? Maybe, he will probably be in the top 500 in the school in this exam? Pfft.]

[Four Hundred and Forty-Fourth Floor: If Jing Ci’s total score in this exam can reach 200 points, I will broadcast live eating! 】

……………………

Although he had already watched it once, Li Zhou was still very angry when he watched it again: "If you want me to know who these people are, drag them into the alley after school! Even if you say nothing else, you still attack Lao Liu, mom

The bitch."

Teacher Liu is very talkative and dedicated to his students. Everyone in Class Seven respects him.

"And this," Li Zhou pointed to the phone screen: "The first five hundred? Damn it, there are less than 520 people in our science class."

Li Zhou became angrier as he spoke. He took a deep breath and looked at Jing Ci very seriously: "Tell me the truth, Jing Ci, what level are you at? Can you get in..."

He hesitated for a moment, and then said a ranking that he couldn't even imagine: "Is it possible to be in the top three hundred?"

Last year's provincial experiment rate was 88%.

This is a quite terrifying number. Even if Li Zhou is a bad student, he knows how difficult it is to surpass those perverts in the school.

After coming here for nearly a month, Jing Ci has already browsed through all the content learned in high schools in this world, and also completed several sets of test papers.

Although it is more difficult than what he studied before, in the past, he often found some interesting science knowledge to study in his spare time. He had been exposed to many contents, so it was not difficult for him.

Jing Ci felt that it would be easy for him to get into the top 50 in the school, but he was always cautious and never shouted in advance before the results came out.

Hearing this, he didn't say much and just nodded: "It should be okay."

"Okay!" Li Zhou slapped him on the shoulder: "Brother, I just believe you once!"

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the cell phone from Jing Ci's hand, and quickly typed a reply——

[Five Hundred and Eighty-Two Floor: Stop barking, idiots! Jing Ci will definitely be in the top 300 in this exam! Don’t join my fucking live broadcast to compete with Feng Datu for the speaker!]

Although the name of the teaching director Feng Mao is taken from the prime of life, it is obvious that he has lived up to such a beautiful meaning. He became bald at a young age. Even if he grows his hair long and combs it all back, you can still see it.

That circle of baldness.

Feng Mao has recently been looking for role models and discipline. If you dare to compete with him for the speaker, you are really risking your life's courage.

As soon as Li Zhou's reply came out, it immediately set off a wave of climax.

[Five hundred and eighty-third floor: The sand sculptures of Class 7 upstairs are correct. I hope you will do what you say.]

[Five Hundred and Ninety Floor: Looks like there’s another good show to watch, hahahahaha, eat melon.]

[Six Hundred Floors: If nothing else, the scumbags from Class 7 are really confident, hahahahahaha.]

[Floor 606: Suddenly I can’t wait to take the exam, for the first time in my life.]

………………

Li Zhou turned over the replies to Jing Ci one by one and stared at him with stern eyes: "Brother, my life depends on you."

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci looked complicated: "I will work hard."

As the exam approaches day by day, more and more people know about this post. Many people cannot restrain their curiosity and come to Class 7 to read Jing Ci.

Until before the exam, Jing Ci was like a giant panda entering the zoo for the first time, being watched by all kinds of people.

The mid-term exam is in early November. The provincial laboratory attaches great importance to every exam. For this reason, the holiday at the end of the month is postponed until after the exam.

In the new teaching building of the provincial experiment, every classroom is equipped with surveillance cameras. But this is not enough. In order to prevent cheating, classrooms must be exchanged during the exams for the first and second grade students.

The exams are taken in the classrooms of the first to second grade students, while the exam room for the second grade students is in the first grade students.

On the day of the exam, Li Zhou and He Zhi were nervous for the first time.

"Did you bring the card pen? Where's the black water-based pen?" Li Zhou was busy around Jing Ci, like an assistant, helping him check this and that, and kept nagging.

Zheng Que also followed suit. He was someone who had no idea what to bring for the exam. He held Jing Ci's schoolbag and rummaged through it: "Is there enough draft paper? Do you need me to buy another stack for you?"

"

The school's small shop is very good at doing business. They sell specially cut draft paper for two yuan a stack, which is very convenient.

"Okay, let's go over there." Seeing Jing Ci, he was almost confused by the questions they asked one after another. Ying Jiao held them one by one and impatiently threw them away: "What do you want from me?

He zipped up Jing Ci's schoolbag and put it on his back: "Are you ready?"

Jing Ci was in the last examination room, taking the exam for Class 24, Grade 1, Senior High School.

Among the few people, Zheng Que was the only one who was in the same examination room as him.

"Yeah." Jing Ci reached out for his schoolbag, "I'll carry it myself."

Yingjiao hid for a moment, ignored it, and walked out: "Let's go then."

"You don't need to be there, I'll do it myself." Jing Ci followed him, reached out and grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and started to pull it down.

"Don't make trouble." Yingjiao grabbed his wrist, turned around and said with a smile: "Li Shi and those people are from Class 24, you can't go by yourself."

Jing Ci's footsteps paused.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Yingjiao pulled him forward: "Brother is here."

Jing Ci looked up at him and explained seriously: "I'm not afraid."

Jing Ci has a not-cowardly personality, and he has never been afraid of anyone, whether in life or in study.

Even if Li Shi and the others are going to cause trouble this time, as long as he is still breathing, he will always find a chance to return it.

"I know you're great and you have a strong temper, so that's enough." Yingjiao laughed, turned and went downstairs, reminding Jing Ci: "You little classmate with a strong temper, please pay attention to the steps."

Jing Ci let go of his hand, hummed, and no longer insisted on carrying his schoolbag.

He Zhi and the others followed behind with numb faces, pretending they were blind.

Zheng Que endured it again and again, but couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned over and whispered to He Cong, "Why do I remember that Li Shi is from Class 21?"

"It's Class 21." He Zhou snorted: "I also plan to scare his class when they take the exam."

Zheng Que looked confused: "Did Brother Jiao...remember it wrong?"

He Zhou turned his head and looked at Zheng Que lovingly: "What you don't understand are all routines, so don't ask."
Chapter completed!