When the project was in the third year of high school, Ling Xiaoxiao came to her senses in the radio reminder. She thought that Jiang Zizhuo had said that she would come to get the cup after the end. She gritted her teeth and opened the cup directly and brought the water out... She still didn't have the courage to drink it directly.

Zhou Shao came over, looked at the cup in Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, then pinched his throat and said, "Oh, Xiaoxiao, this water cup looks so familiar. I seemed to see it on Zizhuo's hand yesterday. Why did you come to you?"

What Ling Xiaoxiao is most annoying in her daily life is Zhou Shao's unspeakable tone. She gave her a blank look, picked up the paper cup and started drinking the special ginger and red date tea one by one.

Seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao ignored him, whether he was annoying or not, Zhou Shao said, "Zizhuo's things are rarely touched on weekdays. I remember that it was difficult for Pingjun and I to ask him how difficult it was to borrow notes. Every time, Pingjun helped him as a duty student or helped him get food, so he would lend the notes. He would actually give you something as private as a water cup for you. It's true."

Zhou Shao spoke out in a low voice. The meaning of his words was self-evident. Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that her understanding of Jiang Zizhuo seemed to be at the level of "others talked about". She thought that she had contacted the other party very much, but when she thought about it seriously, she didn't seem to know much about Jiang Zizhuo, which seemed not a good phenomenon.

Ling Xiaoxiao put the water cup on the desk, stretched out her hand to hold her chin, and tried hard to think about how to deal with it. After thinking for a long time, she felt that if she wanted to know this person further, unless her relationship with him went further. However, when she thought about her extremely bad grades compared with him, Ling Xiaoxiao was somewhat disappointed. If the two of them could not get into the same university, then everything in front of her would be a phantom in the end. After going to college, she could not stay together at all times, and no matter what kind of relationship would gradually fade.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that the ginger and red date tea in the paper cup became extremely spicy, which made her feel the urge to cry.

The afternoon project ended. When Jiang Zizhuo came over, he realized that Ling Xiaoxiao was not in a high mood. However, at this moment, all classes were busy carrying tables and chairs to the teaching building, and time was tight. He didn't have time to stay for a long time, so he took the thermos and said a few words and left.

Ling Xiaoxiao followed Brother Zhen to carry the tables and chairs and then returned to the class. When it was evening self-study, something that made her feel even worse appeared. The midterm exam results came out...

Ling Xiaoxiao went to the English group to pick up the test papers. She saw that the test papers for several other subjects had already come down and was lying quietly on the table. The top one was the Chinese test paper, and the top was 139. These three numbers were lying brightly in the middle of the test paper.

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look down at her science scores. She divided the English test paper in her hand to Brother Zhen and asked her to help her. After she sat back to her position, she took a deep breath. It was to check her own scores and the class's list.

According to Ling Xiaoxiao's level, she actually did a pretty good job this time. At least she had already entered the top ten in the class and ranked ninth. Her total score has improved a little from the original basis and has already scored 620 points. Her progress is still very obvious, but compared with that distant goal, it is still much worse.

After vaguely knowing Jiang Zizhuo's attitude, Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little anxious when she looked at her grades. She didn't want to repeat the regrets in her previous life, but if she wanted to get a Q-sized score, she was still a lot short of points. What should I do? For the first time since her rebirth, Ling Xiaoxiao was a little confused. The fog in front of her was always like the smog in later life. The wind just blew away, and after a few days, she made a comeback.

After evening self-study, Ling Xiaoxiao put all the test papers in her backpack, preparing to go back and take a closer look, especially the science comprehensive and math test papers. There are questions she has not solved. She wants to go back and try again to see if the teacher can solve them based on her own ability before explaining the test paper.

Outside the teaching building, at the intersection leading to the dormitory area, Jiang Zizhuo and Yue Pingjun each took a few books in their hands. While waiting there, they saw Brother Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao coming out of the teaching building, and they all came over. However, Yue Pingjun was very clever and took Brother Zhen forward along the main road. He threw a look at Jiang Zizhuo and signaled him to walk on the path next to him.

Jiang Zizhuo was still very satisfied with Yue Pingjun's actions. In order not to let down his good intentions, he took Ling Xiaoxiao, who was still a little swaying, and walked directly onto the path back to the dormitory.

Ling Xiaoxiao held the midterm exam paper in her hand, turned to look at Jiang Zizhuo's side face with soft lines under the street lights, and her frustration was overwhelming: "Our class has finished the midterm exam paper tonight, where is your class?"

Jiang Zizhuo kept observing Ling Xiaoxiao's reaction with his light. Seeing her appearance, he knew that her mid-term results must not be ideal, at least not ideal for her. Jiang Zizhuo thought for a while and said honestly: "Our class has come down, and the teacher said he would wait for the sports meeting to give an explanation during the formal class."

All the key classes are gone, and it seems that all the classes in the grade should have come down. Ling Xiaoxiao walked forward slowly, thought about it and asked, "Did you still have full marks in science this time?"

This was the first time since I met Ling Xiaoxiao that I heard her mention the scores of the two people in front of me. Jiang Zizhuo stopped, turned to Ling Xiaoxiao, put his eyes directly on her face and looked at her expression carefully, and said, "No, they are all full marks. There is a question in mathematics. The formula for the last step is less than a symbol, which is deducted two points; there is a multiple-choice question in science. There is a multiple-choice question that is wrong, which is deducted five points."

When Ling Xiaoxiao heard him say this, she silently calculated in her heart that the difference between the scores of these two major test papers and him became lower and lower. Seeing that his eyes were always on him, she had to look up and smile: "Your grades are always so good."

What she said was actually very sincere, but she just needed to ignore the bitter smile on her face. Jiang Zizhuo's eyes fell on the test paper tightly clamped with her right hand, and he looked at the joints that were whiter due to excessive force, and under the dizzy light, it was a little shocking.

"Can you show me your test paper?" After Jiang Zizhuo said that, before Ling Xiaoxiao reacted, he reached out and covered her right hand holding the test paper. Then, he gently rubbed her white joints, opened her tight fingers one by one, and took her test paper from the palm of his hand.
Chapter completed!