"Yes, she doesn't even look at her old-fashioned look, don't she have any self-knowledge?

I licked my face and came up to interject. Do you think we should pay attention to her? I gave her a face.

She asked for scolding herself, and she couldn't blame anyone else."

The girl named Wu Jiao still felt a little reluctant when she looked at Chen Shu, but she also pursed her lips and stopped talking.

...

Chen Shu lowered his head and quickly corrected the wrong question, and his heavy bangs covered her red eyes.

After a while, she held back her tears, shrugged her nose, and tried to make a smile that she didn't care about.

Forget it, she was used to hearing such words, and she was full of defense and couldn't hurt her.

His pale lips were sagged, and he was forced to pull up and turned into a smile.

The tip of the pen under his pen poked the test paper slightly hard.

Chen Shu's gaze, after being stained by tears, fell inadvertently on Jian Xiangyang's open test paper.

It was an inadvertent glance, but then my eyes couldn't move away...

What a beautiful blackboard writing, it feels pleasing to the eye, as if the heart is washed.

There is no omission, each step is written neatly and thoroughly, and the logic is clear and clear.

The font is beautiful and elegant. Although it has a little stroke, it looks very neat overall, just like the fonts on the copybook for rubbing.

Moreover, the writing has a cool and noble temperament, just like carefully fired blue and white porcelain, which looks very beautiful.

The answers on this test paper are much more detailed than what Lao Chen said, and the enthusiasm for learning has overwhelmed the discomfort in my heart.

Chen Shu rubbed his eyes, quickly picked up the pen, stretched his neck, and copied the perfect answer from Jian Xiangyang's test paper.

...

Here, in the corridor of the teaching building.

Without following Lao Chen, who was walking in front of him, Fang Yan deliberately took a few steps and walked with Jian Xiangyang.

Xiangyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Fang Yan pulled a faint smile from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Xiangyang with a bit of playing and expectation in her eyes. Although her voice was cheerful, her tone was not concealed by maliciousness:

"Brother Yang, I've slapped again this time. Does the face hurt? Didn't you say that I will definitely not be able to get you in physics? Oh, Old Chen said, there is only one who has the full mark in our class.

Do you think you are interesting? I have seen someone looking for abuse, but I have never seen someone who is so rushing to the point.

People, don’t be too confident, too arrogant, and don’t have enough strength to support them, so you don’t know how to fall down.

Feng Shui turns around, look, we are better than you, will we slap in the face? By the way, how many points will you score this time?"

Fang Yan asked in a tone that our brothers were very familiar with each other.

Unlike the words that would still disguise themselves in a familiar tone, Fang Yan's jealousy, malice, and his anger and irritability in his eyes were completely uncovered.

Although he found a bunch of high-sounding reasons for himself, Fang Yan also admitted that he had hidden secret and strong malice towards Jian Xiangyang in his heart.

The demon in his heart was instigating him to destroy Jian Xiangyang. He was looking forward and excited to see Jian Xiangyang's face collapsed and painful, and seeing his eternal calmness, calmness, and lofty, the image of other children as parents collapsed and fell.

Fang Yan admitted that when he learned that the first crushing target that the academic master system pointed out to him was Jian Xiangyang, he was excited.

It’s not that there is any hatred, and Jian Xiangyang has not provoked him on his own initiative, but that he unilaterally hates Jian Xiangyang.

He and Jian Xiangyang have always been in the same class, and have been in the same class as junior high school.

He also lived in the shadow of Jian Xiangyang for four or five years.

He could not forget the words he said when his father held his ear and asked him to kneel down every time he made a mistake.

What, "I worked hard to earn money to support you in school, so you can give me such a score?

I smashed the computer for you, and you learned to take money from home to the Internet cafe?

Why can't you learn Jian Xiangyang from your class? I'll save you some snacks..."

"If you want someone Jian Xiangyang's half of his grades and consciousness, I will be satisfied!"

"I'll give you money again, I'll give you a fucking son!

This is true in all adolescence, why is Jian Xiangyang in your class not like this?

Don't mess with me!"

...

Jian Xiangyang, Jian Xiangyang, is Jian Xiangyang all day long. He was bored and hated this name so much!

The impact of that kind of resentment on him has reached, as if as long as Jian Xiangyang is still dazzling for a day, he will never be able to forget to get rid of his previous embarrassment when he was a poor student.

And every time his parents compared Jian Xiangyang with him, they kept talking in his ears that nothing was like a curse.

So every time he saw Jian Xiangyang tearing his cold and arrogant face under his own stimulation and showing his fragile and irritable appearance, he felt that his heart was secretly nourished by excitement and pleasure, as well as the pleasure of revenge.

The same is true this time. After Fang Yan was stimulating, he looked at Jian Xiangyang expectantly, wanting to see the collapsed and irritable expression on his face, it would be better if he couldn't stand it and punched him.

Then it will be fun for good students to bear punishment.

He doesn't care. He is used to being in the middle of his life. He has caused trouble a lot in the past three years of high school. Now he is just a prodigal son who turns back and study hard.

At most, if you get a fight, you will be educated by Lao Chen as before, and Jian Xiangyang will be different.

A bad person does bad things all his life and does a good thing, and people will feel that he is not that bad in nature.

A good person does good things for his whole life and makes a mistake, others will feel that his previous kindness is pretending to be, and he is essentially garbage.

Once Jian Xiangyang was on his back, he would fall down on the altar, making his nose and face swollen.

He thought it was pretty good, but Jian Xiangyang's reaction did not follow the script he had imagined.

Xiangyang looked at the obvious malice in Fang Yan Mo Hei's eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly. He noticed something when he was checking the plot.

The original owner's degeneration seemed to be planned. How could a person who has been excellent for so long and has such rigorous and harsh requirements for himself be mentally broken because of a few or two failures in grades.

Even if she couldn't become a social elite, she wouldn't even fail to get into college and eventually became unable to protect her sister. She could only watch her use by Jian's father for commercial marriage, marry a man with domestic violence tendency, and fall into a nightmare marriage life.

I have also become a useless person who smokes, drinks and goes to the bar, and wastes his life.

He was still a little confused at the time.

Now it seems that the answer is similar to what he thought, and the protagonist Fangyan pushed hard in it. Even saying that the original owner was abolished, he was the culprit.

Just because the excellent light of others burns your fragile and inferior heart, you will crush that excellent person to death and push him down the abyss. Can you survive?

The dialect system only allowed him to surpass the original owner in terms of grades, but because of his own selfishness, he used psychological tactics to force the original owner to collapse and destroy.
Chapter completed!