Looking around, there are many classmates wearing school uniforms.
Ailiang School only has morning reading for the third grade, and students aged 14 or 15 are at a playful and rebellious age.
Unless there are hard and fast rules, only a very small number of people will study hard, so most of the people on the bus should be fresh graduates who are about to take the high school entrance examination next month.
Even when the high school entrance examination is about to take place, their attitudes are not completely unified. Some of them take advantage of the bus ride to close their eyes and relax;
There are those who memorize words with expressions that make them want to eat the dictionary they hold;
There are also those who casually use their mobile phones to watch videos;
Everyone has their own attitude towards exams.
Nevada City is not a developed metropolis. It is not as good as first-tier cities, but it is among the best among second-tier cities.
In particular, the city's culture is very famous. Their city is one of the few cities in the Asian League that opposes puppy love.
Most of the people living here wear polite smiles all the time, like to have a serious face when talking and doing things, and their very rigorous style of conduct is completely opposite to the free and casual Qianhua City next door.
This kind of trend has caused people's psychology to be in a state of depression, especially students who are facing entrance examinations.
Due to the pressure from their parents and the school's regulations, they suppressed the anxieties in life, the sadness of the graduation season, and the feelings for their peers deep in their hearts. They planned to release all their emotions after the high school entrance examination, so they graduated
Season is also a time when accidents occur frequently.
After getting off the car, Ai Liang first bought a pancake from a nearby breakfast cart and then walked into the familiar campus.
He was not in a hurry to rush to the classroom. It was still far from the start of morning reading.
Besides, with his level, he could get a perfect score in the high school entrance examination even if he didn't read a single page in the remaining month. In other words, it would be a shame to have superpowers but still not get a perfect score in the high school entrance examination.
Walking along the school wall, Ai Liang came to the school's garbage dump, where there was a small shabby room for storing sundries.
"Glasses, are they there?"
Ai Liang pushed open the ajar wooden door and walked into the house filled with old books and various sundries.
A slovenly man with a short haircut, a broad forehead like Confucius, and large round glasses was lying on the desk with half of his leg broken, writing and drawing.
If you put aside his tattered dark blue shirt and dirty and greasy face, and take a closer look, you will find that this man who looks to be in his fifties at first glance is actually in his early twenties.
As if smelling the aroma of pancakes, the man with glasses raised his head and stared at Ai Liang with a silly smile.
Although his smile is silly, it is hard to compliment him when paired with his appearance.
It was his dignity that made the students at the school always believe that he was mentally ill, because he looked like a stupid fool when he didn't smile or when he smiled.
The original name of Glasses is Xu Zhihai, and he has been scavenging in this junior high school for two years. He was nicknamed "Glasses" because of his wide, round glasses.
Xu Zhihai is also a legend in school. When he first came to school to pick up drink bottles two years ago, the teachers investigated his identity because they thought he was suspicious.
He was originally a student in the Department of Mathematics at Beijing University, a key university in Asia. He is one of those successful people who can immediately receive offers from major companies to join management positions as soon as he graduates.
The reason why legendary figures are called legendary figures is because there are bound to be dramatic changes in life.
When Xu Zhihai was young, his father abandoned the family and disappeared. His mother raised him and her sister alone. Xu Zhihai, who was poor and ambitious, was admitted to Shangjing University, a key university in the Asian Federation.
It was as if God had played a joke on him. After finally getting into Beijing University, he received the sad news that his mother passed away from cancer in his first year.
On the way home in a hurry, his sister also died on the spot due to a car accident. The vehicle involved in the accident fled, and the shock caused by the death of his only remaining relatives drove him crazy.
When he returned to his hometown, he became crazy. Instead of looking for a job, he would wander around the garbage dump picking up rags to make ends meet. When he had nothing to do, he would draw some strange paintings or prove complex mathematical formulas in his notebook.
After learning about his life experience, the school specially asked him to manage the garbage truck and set aside a shabby house near the garbage truck for him so that he could have a place to stay and not have to sleep in a relief center every day.
The reason why Ai Liang brought pancakes to him was firstly to show his pity, and secondly because he always received many interesting books that were not available in the market.
In exchange, I would bring him pancakes every morning and go to the old bookshelf to find some interesting books.
"I didn't collect the rags yesterday, so there's no need to look for them."
Glasses bit into the pancake and said vaguely.
His eyes were clear and clear, and he didn't look like a madman at all. His voice was inversely proportional to his appearance, and he was quite like the literary and artistic youth of the last century.
"Um."
After responding, Ai Liang straightened up in the pile of old books.
As the glasses said, there are indeed no new books from yesterday, but there are some sports equipment in the corner next to them, badminton rackets with broken nets, skipping ropes and the like.
Looking back at the glasses and smiling foolishly, Ai Liang found a worn-out monocular on the table, "You'd better throw this thing away, otherwise others will find out and they will say you were spying on students."
The school teacher had warned me once before about my glasses because of this. It seems that he didn't throw them away that time.
"A few dozen yuan."
Ai Liang didn't say anything, just lowered his eyelids and left this small shabby house.
After going up to the second floor and entering the classroom, there were already many people holding books and reading in low voices, but there were also a few people sitting in their seats chatting.
Although it is compulsory to sign in for early reading in third grade, there is actually no teacher to monitor it, and whether you read or not is entirely up to you.
For example, Ai Liang's deskmate Ma Yu was playing blackmail on his mobile phone at this time.
"Ma Yu! Can you choose a normal jungler!" The girl who spoke had her back-length hair spread behind her, and her bangs were separated with a hairpin. At this time, she had a look of disgust on her face.
"Hey, everything can be hunted."
Ma Yu smiled proudly and controlled the wet nurse to run towards the wild area. He did not notice the increasingly terrifying look in the girl's eyes in front of him. After the wild monster appeared, he shouted: "Sister Hua, help me with A twice, I can't beat it."
"Next time you want to stay like this, just go and play by yourself! Don't waste my time. If you hadn't dragged me down, I would have gone to Baixing!"
The girl made harsh words and accidentally raised her head to meet Ai Liang's eyes. She raised her hand and said hello: "Hey, good morning. Are you going to deliver breakfast to the glasses today?"
"Morning." Ai Liang responded, pulled up his chair and sat down. His seat was in the center of the third row, the golden throne in the teacher's eyes.
The girl who said hello to Ai Liang is named Yue Qihua. She is not only the monitor but also one of the most beautiful girls in the class, but don't be fooled by her appearance.
In the first half of the semester, someone from other classes was rejected by the girl he liked. After the rejected person learned that his sweetheart liked Ai Liang, he led someone to block Ai Liang that afternoon. It was Yue Qihua who came forward to prevent the boys from acting rashly.
Despite Yue Qihua's careless appearance, she is a bully in school, and her family owns a martial arts gym. She fights harder than men. Many people who fight with her are reported, criticized, and sent to school for investigation.
As for why Yue Qihua is okay: firstly, she never takes the initiative to stir up trouble; secondly, she has excellent grades and is second only to the pervert Ai Liang in the school; thirdly, the principal is her uncle.
Every time she got into a fight with someone and was called to the office for criticism, the teacher said the most to her was: study hard, don’t be led astray by these gangsters, and don’t take matters into your own hands when you come to the teacher.
It made several boys nearby who had bruises and swollen faces dare not say anything.
"Xiao Ai, you came very early today."
Ma Yu, who was killed by wild monsters, took time to say hello to Ai Liang.
"Well, morning."
"Ai Liang, good morning." Yue Qihua's deskmate turned around after hearing two consecutive greetings, holding a box of milk.
She pulled out the tooth-marked straw from between her white teeth. Her shawl-length hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down on her chest. The white flower hairpin on her bangs gave her a sense of playfulness like the girl next door.
People can't help but admire her with bright eyes, white teeth, plump muscles and beautiful bones, all covered in rubble.
"Good morning, Xingyue, have you finished the papers assigned yesterday?" Ai Liang asked after taking out a red pen from the desk without appreciating her beauty.
"Well, it's all here."
Yang Xingyue turned around and pulled out two test papers from under the textbook. She had already expected that Ai Liang would ask this question, so she prepared the test papers in advance.
When Yang Xingyue handed it over, Ai Liang accidentally touched the back of her hand, which immediately made the girl's face turn red, but she did not shake it away nervously.
Accompanied by an electronic sound of failure, Yue Qihua and Ma Yu both put down their mobile phones and looked at Yang Xingyue who was lying on Ai Liang's table.
"Tiantian knows that it's troublesome for Ai Liang. They help you make study plans, buy you reference books, help you answer questions, and help you with tutoring. You might as well agree to it with your life."
Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue and said with a smile.
"Flower!"
Yang Xingyue was stunned for a moment, then straightened up and shouted with a red face.
"You don't need to deliberately repay me with anything. Just the gratitude is enough. Besides, it's Sister Hua who asked me to help her with her homework."
Ai Liang calmly sketched on the test paper with a red pen, without being shaken by Yue Qihua's teasing or showing any whimsical expression.
"But Xiao Ai, you helped her improve her grades to the point where she can be admitted to the Experimental Middle School. Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible." Ma Yu slowly took out his textbook and said.
"Yes! I'm stupid, unlike you three geniuses who can easily pass the exam!"
Yang Xingyue, who was still a little shy, immediately changed her face when she heard Ma Yu's words. She looked at Ma Yu with a dangerous smile, which scared him and buried his head in the textbook.
"It's just that she only learns if she doesn't find the right method. I usually just pass the time when I have nothing to do."
Ai Liang said without raising his head.
"No way, you taught me well. You see, my grades didn't improve so much when Huahua taught me."
Yang Xingyue pursed her lips, with a hint of shame on her face.
The contrast between how they treated Ma Yu and Ai Liang made the other two people roll their eyes.
"Why are you pulling on me? We grew up together and you don't know that I don't know how to teach. As expected, girls tend to turn their elbows outward when they grow up."
Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue with disgust, and immediately received a severe beating.
Yue Qihua pinned her arms with one hand, looked at Ai Liang with a smile, and said, "Please make up for the lessons so it won't take so much effort. You shouldn't be interested in my Xingyue, right?"
Ai Liang, a guy who is usually indifferent to everyone, is willing to sacrifice his free time and go to great lengths to help a girl with her homework. Even though he says it is just a mutual help between classmates, it will inevitably make people think...
Think about that.
Ai Liang turned over the paper disapprovingly: "I saw her squatting alone in the garden crying, which was a bit unbearable. I usually have free time to help with homework, so I did it conveniently."
"Sister Hua, if you and Ma Yu also want to go further, I will also help you make a study plan. It is not troublesome for me."
Yue Qihua stared closely at Ai Liang's face, but his expression showed no fluctuation, and his eyes mechanically scanned the test questions.
After staring for a long time but unable to see anything from Ai Liang's face, Yue Qihua had to give up.
"No, my grades are enough to be admitted to key classes. I also want to spare some time to play games."
Ma Yu also poked his head out of the book: "Yes, yes, even though I can't get into the key classes, I'm very satisfied if I can get into the experimental middle school. After all, I don't have the drive to study late like Xingyue did that day."
Yang Xingyue looked at the two people who were shrinking and couldn't laugh or cry. She felt that her enthusiasm for learning seemed to be used as a shield by Ai Liang.
The morning reading ended quickly while a few people were chatting, and it was time for class in a blink of an eye.
In the last month, the teacher rarely gave lectures. He usually sat on the podium to maintain discipline. He would come down and walk around twice from time to time. The students below would do their own homework and discuss with each other. They would only ask the teacher if they encountered something they didn't understand after the discussion.
In this fiery learning atmosphere, even Yue Qihua was reading the reference books carefully, while Ai Liang was just reading novels without doing his job.
When the teacher passed by and found out, he just turned a blind eye. It was no problem for a genius with perfect scores in all subjects not to come to school.
Normally when the teacher is in class, every student feels like their days are like a year. But when the time comes for independent study for the high school entrance examination, the morning flies by so quickly that half of the day has passed before they realize it.
"Hmm~ah~, my shoulders are sore after lying down all morning."
Ma Yu stretched and rubbed his shoulders and groaned, "Don't look at it. If you don't go to the cafeteria, all the delicious food will be eaten away."
Everyone in the class had gathered together in twos and threes and walked towards the cafeteria.
The interpersonal relationships in their class are very complicated, with dozens of people divided into more than a dozen large and small circles.
Ai Liang is not like Yue Qihua, who can get along in any circle.
He didn't want to hang out with a bunch of immature fools who wanted to be in the limelight all day long and show off their masculinity through fights and other means, so Ai Liang only had one gay friend in the class, Ma Yu.
After closing the novel, he got up and went to the canteen with Ma Yu.
As the high school entrance examination approaches, the school has moved forward the meal time for fresh graduates by fifteen minutes, so that they don't have to squeeze in with the first and second grade students and waste a lot of time waiting in line.
Eating didn't take much time, and he soon returned to the classroom. Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua were faster than him and were already reading in their seats.
Ai Liang returned to his seat and reopened the novel. Before he had read two lines, he heard someone shouting at the door: "Ai Liang, someone is looking for you."
"Xiao Ai, there is a girl looking for you at the door. She looks familiar."
Ma Yu touched Ai Liang with his elbow.
"Huh? Isn't that Gao Jiajia from the next class?"
Yue Qihua, a eldest sister with a wide range of interpersonal relationships, could recognize at a glance who was looking for Ai Liang outside, "You can't be the one who is looking for Ai Liang to confess to you before graduation, right?"
After hearing the second half of Yue Qihua's words, Yang Xingyue frowned. She raised her face from the paper and looked towards the door.