Chapter 18
Ning Li calmly took out the stack of pink and blue love letters, threw them into the trash can at the back, put the backpack in, took out the books, and placed them on the table one by one.
Seeing the series of "May 3", "Thirty Sets of Yungang Secret Scrolls", and "One Thousand Selected Questions in Physics for the College Entrance Examination", everyone's eyes twitched.
No, transfer students are so hardworking and eager to learn?
Love letters are thrown away without even looking at them, making room for them all.
"I can't see it... Our new classmate is full of learning and doesn't care about these little loves."
Ren Qian joked.
He looked at Pei Song who was sitting beside him.
"Hey, Brother Pei, the new classmate went to pick up the book with you yesterday. Have you spoken yet?"
Pei Song's expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be interested in this topic.
Ren Qian didn't expect him to answer at first, he put his hands behind his head and laughed slowly.
"Hey, school flowers and grass are all in our class, and it will be really lively in the future."
Lin Zhouyang, who had just stepped on the bell and ran in, pulled out the chair and glanced carefully at Ye Ci who was sitting in front of him:
"What are you talking about! Isn't the school flower always in our class!"
Ren Qian smiled without saying a word.
In the past, the school flower was Ye Ci, but now it was replaced by Ning Li, of course it was different.
Although Ning Damei almost pushed her classmates downstairs on the first day she came to school, and she was famous for her fierceness, but her face was so beautiful and beautiful that it still attracted countless people to chase her.
The love letter on the table is enough to explain the problem.
Ye porcelain?
Can't compare.
Lin Zhouyang patted Ye Ci's chair in front of him.
"Ye Ci?"
Ye Ci turned around and saw Lin Zhouyang handing over two pieces of paper with an eager face.
"Check written!"
1,500 words, his hands are sore!
Ye Ci's face stiffened for a moment.
Ren Qian rolled his eyes.
It's no wonder that after so many years of liking others, he still hasn't made any progress. With this emotional intelligence, it's good that Ye Ci didn't beat him!
Ye Ci's expression returned to normal, she smiled lightly, and said softly:
"Thank you, but you wrote it for Sister Ning Li, give it to her yourself."
Lin Zhouyang realized later that she didn't seem to be in a high mood, and she also had a faint dark blue now, and scratched her head.
"Eh? Okay! But Ye Ci, didn't you sleep well yesterday? Are you nervous about the game?"
Ye Ci shook her head:
"It's nothing, just a little insomnia."
Lin Zhouyang made an "oh" and didn't dare to interrupt, got up and walked to Ning Li's desk, handing over the review.
"Ning Li, here it is!"
Ning Li took it and glanced at it.
Lin Zhouyang is really used to writing inspections, and the whole one is full of flavor.
Ning Li nodded.
"good."
Lin Zhouyang smiled, proudly beaming:
"That's not right, let's do this - familiar!"
Ning Li: "..."
Ren Qian couldn't bear to look any longer and turned his head away.
Ning Li got up and went to hand in the examination.
......
Teaching Office.
Sun Quan looked at the examination with his teeth and claws in his hand, and then thought of the neat and neat perfect score paper that day, his eyebrows jumped, and he finally closed one eye and put it away.
"Okay, just realize your mistake, there is no next time."
Ning Li nodded.
Sun Quan looked at her and remembered the rumors he heard today. He originally planned to make a few words, but when he met those clear and clean eyes, he felt that those words were too much.
This is a smart kid who knows what he wants.
He waved:
"Go back and have a good class."
......
on the way back,
Ning Li received a transfer message.
Jiang Fan called the money.
She looked at the balance on the account, and calculated that she should be able to relax for a while recently, and her mood has improved a lot.
The first class in the morning is math class.
The teacher in the class is a middle-aged woman in her forties, Tan Kailan.
This lesson is still about the papers from the last exam.
Ning Li followed Pei Song to get a set yesterday, but she hadn't done it yet.
After thinking about it, she took out a book from the table.
Opening the book, she took a black gel pen and started writing.
This is a set of selected physics questions, the previous part is all single choice.
Ning Li started from the first question, which was a force analysis question.
After quickly reading the question stem, she filled in an A in parentheses.
Then there is the second question, the third question.
There was hardly any lag, and she quickly finished the first page and turned to the second page.
Tan Kailan had long noticed the transfer student sitting in the corner of the classroom.
The day after people arrived, there was already a lot of uproar.
I heard that it was a thorn, but because it was stuffed by the Ye family, he still entered the class.
She disliked such students very much.
The first class is all good seedlings who want to go to top universities. Suddenly such a poor student joins in, and the average grade will definitely be lowered a lot in the future.
Ning Li's paper was suppressed by Sun Quan, and she was planning to have a small meeting with a few classroom teachers today, but Tan Kailan didn't know it yet.
Seeing that Ning Li was flipping through a physical document in her hand, she suddenly stopped.
"Ning Li, tell me how to write this question."
The class was silent for a moment.
Many people looked towards Ning Li.
Ning Li raised her head.
Tan Kailan smiled coldly and threw the chalk into the box.
"Mathematics and physics, then you should know all of these? Come, come and talk."
The air freezes.
Who doesn't know that Tan Kailan hates students who don't listen in class, even if you pretend to be listening!
Ning Li is good, writing physics questions right under her nose is not a crime against the wind, wouldn't it be fun to find it for herself!
Ning Li stood up:
"What question did you say?"
She really didn't know which topic she was talking about, so she only asked this question.
But from what Tan Kailan heard, this was a challenge to her.
Her face turned a little blue.
Ren Qian leaned back and said with a smile:
"Mr. Tan, Ning Li just transferred. I didn't take the exam last time, and I don't have any papers in my hand."
Tan Kailan's anger rose instead of falling.
Since I came to the second middle school, I have to have this awareness of learning.
"Knowing that the papers are going to be taught in the next two days, why don't you ask for another set? Do you do it yourself? Are you still waiting for someone to send it to you? Then don't study it in the future!"
It was even more silent around.
If any girl is reprimanded in public like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult on the face...
Ren Qian coughed, handed over the paper on the table, and whispered:
"Mr. Tan asked you to write the thirty-first question."
There is an aisle between them, so it is convenient to hand them over.
Pei Song turned his head and gave him a cold look.
——What Ren Qian took away just now was his paper.
Ren Qian winked.
New students, let's help each other!
What's wrong with giving people a look?
Ning Li lowered her head and saw the clean and powerful handwriting on the scroll.
She quickly retracted her gaze, raised her feet and walked towards the podium.
Ren Qian was stunned.
"Hey--"
The answer is on the paper! Why don't you just go up like this without looking at it?
Ning Li had already picked up the chalk and started to solve the problem on the blackboard.
She moved smoothly and wrote quickly, and the classroom gradually fell into an eerie silence.
The first two questions were quickly finished, but she didn't stop.
Ren Qian sat up straight, leaned beside Pei Song suspiciously, and asked in a low voice:
"Wait, didn't you write the third question?"
Pei Song didn't speak, his jaw lifted slightly, and the cold and distant gaze behind the lens was the first time he had landed on that slender figure for such a long time.