Jiang Cheng finally coughed so much that he finally stopped laughing.

Gu Fei got up and took the papers and handed them over. He walked out of the classroom and went downstairs. There was an exam later. He had to come out to move first. He was annoyed when he sat for 40 minutes in class. He was so uncomfortable when he was stunned for so long.

A few minutes later, Jiang Cheng also went downstairs, and he was a little surprised: "Have you handed over the paper?"

"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "The teacher stood by Wang Xu. I guess he had copied it almost, so he handed it over... Did you just write lyrics or poems?"

"Poetry." Gu Fei said, slowly walking towards the teacher's toilet.

"Damn you, you're so shameless," Jiang Cheng followed him and whispered, "Are you writing poetry as long as you don't limit the style?"

"Yeah," Gu Fei smiled, "I've written three times. When I was the first time I was awarded the paper, Lao Xu and the others were discussing how many points should I give."

"You are so talented," Jiang Cheng said twice, "What are you writing, read a few words?"

"I'm embarrassed to think about it so beautiful." Gu Fei said.

When he walked to a place where there was no one next to the toilet, he took out the cigarette and looked at Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng shook his head, and he lit the cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"Your lyrics are written quite emotionally," said Jiang Cheng. "Do you really want me to listen if you don't read a few words?"

"This broken poem is just a matter of making do," said Gu Fei. "If you have time, you will write any new lyrics and let you read them."

"It's done," Jiang Cheng sat on the steps, "The boy is shy."

Perhaps no one can copy it, Wang Xu and his group also handed in advance the papers. When they went downstairs, they looked around first, and after seeing Gu Fei and Jiang Cheng, they all came over.

"Bin," Wang Xu paid out fifty dollars and gave it to Lu Xiaobin, "Go and buy some food and drink to replenish our academic masters."

"Okay." Lu Xiaobin took the money and ran towards the convenience store immediately.

"I'm sick," said Jiang Cheng.

"It's so nice, generous!" Wang Xu hugged him, "I'm fine this time, I'm fine, I guess I can go up a little further."

"Damn I have never passed the exam so well!" Zhou Jing sighed, "But it wasn't me that said, Jiang Cheng, you are so good at copying... It's really a magical tool for preventing copying. Fortunately, my eyes are so experienced. Do you think the teacher will deduct points for you because he can't understand what you wrote when he was judging the paper?"

"I'm deducted points every time because my words are too ugly," said Jiang Cheng.

A group of people suddenly laughed into a ball.

Before the exam was completed in the classroom not far away, the invigilator came out to point at them. They had to move to the toilet again and sit next to the stone table at the door of the toilet.

"I haven't figured it out yet," said Wang Xu. "Why do you need to repair a set of tables and chairs at the door of the toilet?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng glanced at Lu Xiaobin who came back with a bag of snacks and drinks. "There are still people eating on the tables and chairs at the toilet door."

The group of people immediately became fools again, and the invigilator rushed out again and drove them to the side of the playground to stand.

Next is politics. When I entered the exam room with ten minutes, Lao Xu and Xiaofeng ran over: "Jiang Cheng!"

"Hmm?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"How do you feel?" Old Xu asked.

"It's pretty good, the question is not difficult," said Jiang Cheng.

"Where is the composition?" Lao Xu asked again.

"If the writing style is not limited, it is easy to write." Jiang Cheng replied.

"I knew you were fine," Old Xu's eyes lit up. "This time I can step on Class 2. Every time the little girl in their class competes for the first place with Yi Jing. You should be fine this time!"

"Okay." Jiang Cheng originally wanted to say that he had just taken the first exam, but at No. 4 Middle School... he could really be proud.

The political exam is quite annoying. Although it is easy to cover multiple-choice questions, the short answer questions are very fatal. Gu Fei can't write anything. He just habitually needs to fill in the gaps. He has to mix the short answer questions in three or four lines... This is more challenging, and the technical requirements for making up random things are very high.

Especially one question with 14 points was to combine various cultural activities of No. 4 Middle School to talk about the significance of strengthening campus cultural construction... Gu Fei went to Jiang Cheng and took a look. This academic master was still in the same state as when he was in the Chinese language exam. He wrote like flying, and the ugly words were in a row.

A top student is really a wonderful creature...

It is not easy to copy politics. After Wang Xu and Zhou Jing finished copying multiple-choice questions, they gave up and continued to copy the short answer questions. Compared to defining his words, it is probably easier to find a way to read answers in the drawer, the cuffs, and the waist of the pants.

This time, Jiang Cheng still handed in the paper in advance. Gu Fei felt that this boy was probably the norm. When he was bored, he observed it. Jiang Cheng and Yi Jing finished it almost in time, but when Yi Jing was still checking and revising it repeatedly, Jiang Cheng had already handed out the paper.

As soon as he handed over the paper, he handed over a bunch of people who couldn't write it out and had no choice but to copy it. And Gu Fei, who had already finished it, handed over the papers together.

No one went home at noon. Wang Xu didn't know if he had a good time in the morning. He was always very excited and insisted on dragging the group to eat pie.

"In the afternoon, math," Wang Xu said while eating pie, "Don't be with you, a top student!"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng lit a cigarette and pushed open the window a little. He was not very appetizing after the exam.

"Dafei, don't you really copy some?" Wang Xu asked Gu Fei again, "It's like you don't copy it for nothing. I've never seen such a great academic master!"

"If you shout louder, your mother will come over and make you into stuffing." Gu Fei said.

"You really don't copy it?" Wang Xu lowered his voice.

"No," said Gu Fei, "You can copy a class and other things and you can get a job, but I don't need to get a job with anyone."

No one else felt Gu Fei's words, but Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

While everyone was having a lively meal, he leaned against Gu Fei and asked in a low voice: "Can you pass the final exam?"

Gu Fei looked at him and smiled: "It's almost the same. The make-up exam that fails. The questions we make-up exam are very simple. You probably can do it without your brain."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded without saying anything.

Gu Fei's attitude made him feel something was wrong. I don't know if the environment was different before. Even Pan Zhi's unreliable style would grit his teeth and put on a rack to review for a few days during the final exam. Gu Fei's completely gave up made him feel a little anxious for no reason.

But what are you anxious about? Gu Fei's parents who didn't wait to see how good his grades were, and there seemed to be no reason to have a good grade to go to a good university...

"Don't worry about me," Gu Fei's legs gently touched his legs under the table, "I'll just get a diploma."

"No," Jiang Cheng frowned, "If you get a diploma, you might as well go to a technical school and technical school. Is that certificate better than a person who is a loser like No. 4 Middle School?"

"This is a long story," Gu Fei smiled, "I will tell you slowly if I have time in the future."

The two-day midterm exam was completed in a very compact manner. According to Gu Fei's observation and Jiang Cheng's own unconcealed compliment, he could almost estimate Jiang Cheng's score, and Yi Jing's first-class competitor would have one more.

"Your question is too simple." Jiang Cheng said it at least three times in the past two days.

However, when Old Xu rushed into the classroom early in the morning, his excitement still surprised him. Gu Fei looked at Old Xu. If it were just similar to Yi Jing's grades, Old Xu would not be so excited.

"Students! Students!" Lao Xu stood on the podium, "I have good news to tell you!"

The people in the class lazily applauded.

"The teachers of various subjects will definitely say it when they are in class later, but I'm the first step," Old Xu waved his arm, "This time our class has three full marks!"

The news was indeed a bit surprising. The people in the class immediately discussed it, and many people's eyes were focused on Jiang Cheng.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng was probably not used to being stared at like this, so he lay on the table and sighed.

"Guess who it is? Which three subjects are?" Old Xu was excited and kept it in hiding, but he didn't give anyone more chance to guess this, so he immediately announced the answer, "Student Jiang Cheng! Mathematics! English! Geography! All are full marks!"

"Damn it." This time the class was in a panic and shouted.

"Fuck!" Zhou Jing turned around and hit the table hard, "Jiang Cheng! You are awesome! You are awesome!"

"Ah." Jiang Cheng responded.

"Sit down." Gu Fei glanced at Zhou Jing.

"It's awesome!" Zhou Jing said again, turned around and sat down, and thought about it and turned around, "It's awesome!"

Old Xu was still excited on the podium, and Gu Fei also lay on the table and looked at Jiang Cheng: "The ranking should be almost out. Let's go and ask later?"

"No," said Jiang Cheng, "What's there to ask about this? To be honest, it's just a midterm exam, and your questions are really simple. I have never gotten a full mark in geography."

"Then I'll ask." Gu Fei said.

"You're so excited." Jiang Cheng said.

"I'll ask calmly." Gu Fei stuffed a candy into his mouth.

After class, Gu Fei got up and went out, and went straight into the office with Lao Xu.

"Mr. Xu." He called Lao Xu.

"Why are you here?" Lao Xu looked at him and took a bottle of Red Bull from the table to give him, "Let's drink it for you. Teacher Ganglu gave one bottle by himself, it's so sweet."

"Have you got the grade ranking out?" Gu Fei took over Red Bull and asked.

"Do you still care about this? There are no you in the top 100, and there are no you in the positive countdown." Lao Xu said.

"The first one is Jiang Cheng?" Gu Fei asked with a smile.

When he mentioned this, Old Xu suddenly became happy again. He stood up and walked to the empty desk in the office, waved to him: "Come on."

Gu Fei walked over while taking out his cell phone.

There was a large piece of red paper on the table. Lao Xu wrote well in his brushwork. He wrote the grade rankings every year, and then posted them, which was considered part of the school's "cultural construction".

Gu Fei saw the first name at a glance, Jiang Cheng.

"Jiang Cheng?" He quickly picked up his cell phone and pressed the shutter at the paper, then turned around and left the office, "Mr. Xu, please continue writing."

After leaving Lao Xu's office, Gu Fei lowered his head and opened the No. 4 Middle School post, posted a post in a small trumpet, and brought the photo he just took.
Chapter completed!