Zhang Kuang was interested. He went to see several stationery stores near the school and finally chose the most expensive classmate.

Of course, there is a reason why it is expensive. This classmate record is obviously much more refined in both paper and workmanship. It looks youthful and fashionable and not vulgar. There is also a box like a photo frame outside. You don’t have to put it away when you take it home. It can be placed on a table or on a bookshelf. If you don’t look carefully, it looks like an exquisite ornament, which really takes into account both practicality and beauty.

The price of this student record is better than the meal for students a month, so although the student records in the class are diverse, no one really buys such student records.

"Why are you buying so many? The teacher hasn't confiscated so many books!" Dongyang asked frowned as he looked at the classmate's record that was already filled with a desk.

Zhang Kuang laughed: "I bought a copy for each of my classmates. The boys are blue and the girls are red. Next weekend holiday, I organized my classmates to spend half a day to finish all the student records, so that everyone doesn't have to use the extra time to write the student records, and there is no need to worry about being found by the class teacher and being criticized again."

Dongyang was a little confused about why Zhang Kuang did this, and was waiting for Zhang Kuang to explain.

"Although the class records are all kinds of, the price difference is not very big. If I only buy such a class record for confiscated students, the price difference between class records will be too big. Students with sensitive minds will definitely not feel excited. Since this is the case, it would be better for me to spend more money for everyone. Anyway, in my classmates' hearts, I am a playboy who spends too much money, and I will not feel much pressure to buy them for them. There will be more things to win at one stroke," Zhang Kuang explained.

Dongyang couldn't help but tsk and said, "It's good to have money. You never have to make a choice, just need it all."

"Hey, that's not what I said. My wife still has to choose, and who can stand it all," Zhang Kuang said with a shy face.

Dongyang kicked him in the lap and glared at him: "Stop giving me poor, is it your turn to choose?"

Zhang Kuang immediately turned from a stingy Xixi to a terrible man, and said with a smile: "It's no matter how much I'm not going to be, it's all my wife who chose me."

The two of them spoke very low, but they did not attract the attention of the others in the class. Zhang Kuang was in a good mood and wanted to be poor for a while. Unfortunately, Dongyang didn't have the time to make trouble with him, so he ignored him by saying "Don't affect my study."

Zhang Kuang distributed the classmate's records during class breaks. The students were very happy to get the classmate's records. The female classmate who was thoughtful even gave Zhang Kuang a small gift, but Zhang Kuang accepted it without being very polite.

Such a small gift has nothing to do with what you like or not. It is purely a expression of gratitude. Zhang Kuang understands this and keeps all the small gifts well and takes them home after school.

Because of this incident, Zhang Kuang's presence in the class has become much stronger. Originally, the male classmates in the class would not call him playing basketball or other group activities. After this incident, he would think of him whenever there was a group activity of more than three or five people in the class. His extracurricular life was so colorful.

In comparison, Dongyang's life is much more boring and monotonous. When I get up early and go to bed late every day, I always feel that I don't have enough time and I always feel that I can do better.

Occasionally, she would come up with a difficult problem that she couldn't understand and analyze and discuss it with Zhang Kuang. The university he went to back then was better than that of Dongyang, and his foundation was better than that of Dongyang. However, he forgot too long since his high school life and was even more thorough than Dongyang, so he was confused all day long. But he really had to pick it up with his heart, and he could still pick up a lot of the knowledge he learned back then.

Although Zhang Kuang usually doesn’t seem to be serious and stupid, he actually has a good brain. The same question is not necessarily understood by the teacher after saying that Dongyang may not be able to understand, but Zhang Kuang can absorb it and learn from it, which makes Dongyang envious.

The two discussed the problem and it was good for both parties. Zhang Kuang, who was lazy and unwilling to learn, forced himself to use his brain in order to show his good performance in front of Dongyang. Dongyang, if he didn't want to be compared by Zhang Kuang, he would be very energetic and his efficiency would be greatly improved.

In a busy life, they ushered in the third mock exam before the college entrance examination.

The questions for this exam were given by the school. In the words of the class teacher, it is not difficult, and those who fail the exam must be filled with water.

Dongyang and Zhang Kuang were afraid that their brains would get into the water, so they were very serious during the exam and only handed in the paper when they were ringed.

The third model scores came out very quickly, and Dongyang's progress was obvious. She ranked fourth in the school year and second in the class, second only to Sun Chaoyue in the class.

Zhang Kuang is still a dark horse. He ranked ninth in the school year and third in the class!

The classmates envied him, the teacher praised him, and even Shi’s parents gave him rewards. He was so happy that he could not float to the sky.

Dongyang was also envious and jealous. She spent several times more time studying than Zhang Kuang every day. Why did he make such great progress? People are really angry to death compared to others.

Zhang Kuang was proud of others and was cautious in front of Dongyang. He explained tremblingly: "This time, I was mainly lucky. Many knowledge points were reviewed by us. You are more solid than me. I can't compare with you."

Dongyang was amused by his careful look and said with a blank look: "I'm not that stingy, don't try to please me. Tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting, hurry up and clean up your desk like a pig."

Speaking of parent-teacher meeting, Zhang Kuang almost grinned his mouth to the back of his head: "They plan to invite your house to dinner after the parent-teacher meeting and give you red envelopes."

"Why give me a red envelope? It's not the first time I meet every day." Dongyang really doesn't understand what the Shi family thinks.

Zhang Kuang explained: "It is your credit for my great progress. Of course, they will reward me, and they will reward you more than me. Don't be polite. You can accept whatever they give. Don't look back and they will deal with me."

Dongyang snorted lightly and didn't reply.

She is in a very complicated mood now.

Things go smoothly and it always gives people the feeling that big things will happen in the next second, or big bad things, like a knife lying around the neck, I don’t know if it will be cut down or when it will be cut down.

She was careful every day, afraid that she would encounter unexpected situations and that she would have something to do. She had to be distracted and thought about these things when she was so nervous about studying. To be honest, Dongyang couldn't stand such pressure.

She didn't show it on her face, for fear of affecting others, but it was really hard to hold this dull emotion in her heart, and it was not a long-term solution.

A person's psychology is like a net, very flexible and can bear weight, but the weight it can bear is the maximum. If the net exceeds this limit, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Chapter completed!