Beyond The Outline

Linjiang Sixth Middle School post it.

Top post: Shao Zhan, an honorary student of our school, the fourteenth league champion, talk about his outlook for this year's league.

Once the post was posted, it caused a enthusiastic response.

2L: Linjiang Sixth Middle School is awesome!Learn to be awesome!

3L: Our school is really strong!

4L: Hahahaha Yesterday I touched Yinghua and saw Yinghua sticking posts. I just wanted to say that our school also has one. This is the top.

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18L: Didn't anyone mention the content? The content of this interview is simply exploding. Pinpin's "talent" Yinghua is so angry to see it.

In the post, Shao Zhan still has that cold face. In fact, the reporter of the school newspaper has a very devilish level of taking pictures, but he can’t hold back that the people in the photos are of high value, and they look good when they are taken. The boy has sharp eyebrows and his hair is longer. All of his lazy sitting postures seem to despise Yinghua.

19L: Although, I was killed by the attitude of learning God...

20L: @.

21L: At the wrong person, let me come, @ will lose.

Xu Sheng’s impostor, with Shao Zhan’s shell, the interview was fooled, but because the content of the interview was too arrogant, it was tantamount to adding another fire.

When Zhang Feng sent the message, Xu Sheng was pretending to attend the class.

In this Chinese class, Meng Guowei is leading the students to read the text: "Open the book, I have to memorize this paragraph, consciously go to the group leader to recite after class, let’s look at the first paragraph—"

Xu Sheng shared the notes with...

Although Xu Sheng used to play games in class and sleep, it was the first time to pass a note.

I used to be a little scared of him at the same table, even if I later discovered that this school bully didn't do much with others, he couldn't cultivate much affection.Although Xu Sheng was able to make good relationships with people, his mood during his first year of high school was really not good. He wanted to go to Liyang No. 2 Middle School but ended up here.

In the second semester of high school, I can get mixed up a bit, but Zhang Feng's group of people sat far away.

-My grade ranking has never fallen out of the bottom three. Let alone the competition, I don’t have to hand in my homework. I told Lao Meng that I want to participate in the four-school league. Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?

-Outrageous.

-Another way.

-Is there any other way.

-……No.

No one else saw it. Xu Sheng let go to write, and Shao Zhan returned to his right hand.

The two characters on the note are very different, and one takes the contrast between beauty and ugliness to the extreme.

Xu Sheng stared at Shao Zhan's words for two seconds, and asked his heart how could he write so beautifully?

After Xu Sheng finished writing the word "no", he paused and continued to write.

-Unless Lao Meng is crazy, he will agree, and who will say?

After Xu Sheng had finished writing, he pushed the note over. Shao Zhan took a mobile phone in one hand and a hand pen to write a word on it very quickly, and then pushed it back to him.

"So the meaning of this paragraph, to sum it up, is the deep longing for my hometown," Meng Guowei said while holding the book, walking around from the group next door, "Let's look at the second paragraph."

Meng Guowei didn't know the two classmates in the class and did not attend class. He was planning how to "surprise" him later: "The second paragraph is taken away from the memory, and the author returns to reality. In just a few years, things are people non……"

Seeing Meng Guowei was about to walk around the table between him and Shao Zhan.

Xu Sheng didn't dare to move too much for fear of causing suspicion, so he didn't even look at Shao Zhan, but reached out to pick it up with the impression that Shao Zhan pushed back.

The paper was not received, but Shao Zhan's hand was caught.

"..."

The fan whirled around on the top.

Xu Shengmo was stunned.

Until Shao Zhanqu moved his fingers, and then turned his palms up, he passed the piece of paper in his palms to him.

Xu Sheng held the note in his hand and had no intention of seeing what Shao Zhan had written on the note. He only knew that the heartbeat frequency at this moment overlapped countless times before.

After reading the second paragraph, Meng Guowei lifted his head from the book, just staggering with Shao Zhan's movements, and found nothing unusual.

The new text in this Chinese class is only half finished.

"Today's class is here," Meng Guowei sorted out the lesson plans, leaned over and turned off the PPT and said, "Everyone, let's rest after class."

The word Shao Zhan replied was "you".

Xu Sheng is really scared of this office place now: "Why should I go?"

"You are Shao Zhan now," Shao Zhan said. "You can still believe what you say. I used to say that I was waiting for him to come out."

This is not wrong. Whatever comes out of Shao Zhan's mouth may be believed by the teacher.

The love of Shao Zhan by all the teachers in the school is too blind.

While talking, Meng Guowei unplugged the U disk and was about to go out.

This task is too difficult. Xu Sheng wants to break his head and can't figure out how Meng Guowei agreed to let Xu Sheng participate in the competition. Isn't this a bullshit: "Then what am I going to say?"

"Say you want to study," Shao Zhan pulled him to his feet, and the last half of the sentence calmed Xu Sheng, "I will go with you."

Sooner or later, you have to talk about registering for the competition.

Shao Zhan went with him. Xu Sheng was in a lot of emotional stability. He could even calmly think about countermeasures on the way to the office. Before pushing open the office door, he really reminded him: "You think Shao Zhan has discovered what Xu Sheng has hidden in him. Competitive talent, how about this rhetoric?"

There was silence in the classroom and office.

Moreover, it was extremely quiet, as if separated by a wall, there were totally two different worlds inside and outside the office.

Meng Guowei was dumbfounded. He picked up the freshly poured tea and forgot to drink it: "..."

Not only Meng Guowei was dumbfounded, Zhou Yuan was also stupid when he heard that "Mr. Shao Zhan" came in and said, "Mr. Meng, I have some ideas about the four-school league, I want to introduce Xu Sheng."

Zhou Yuan stood on the balcony, maintaining the action of watering, and the water continued to pour down from the kettle, as if performing a pantomime: "..."

Xu Sheng got the answer.

This statement is obviously very scary.

Meng Guowei was still thinking about what happened when Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan came together to find him.

As a result, when he heard such a sentence, his heart collapsed worse than when he learned about Shao Zhanyue's test score.

"What are you talking about?" Meng Guowei was burned by the teacup before putting it down. "Who do you want to introduce?"

Xu Sheng: "Xu Sheng."

Meng Guowei: "Why, why do I want to introduce..." He couldn't say the word Xu Sheng.

His proudest student came to introduce Xu Sheng to him.

Xu Sheng, the student who was the last to the bottom in both the basic test and the monthly test.

No, not only for these two exams, the time is pushed forward. Only once in the first year of high school has left the bottom-to-last position. Except for the pen to write a review, it is estimated that I will not even touch it at other times.

Before Xu Sheng came here, he thought he couldn't do it, but he didn't expect that people's bottom line could be constantly moved down.

"Teacher," Xu Sheng didn't change his face, "It's like this. After I have been at the same table with classmate Xu Sheng for a while, I think he is different from what I originally imagined. He is brave and kind..."

Shao Zhan coughed next to him: "I digress."

"……"Oh.

Xu Sheng retracted his excessive praise and dragged Rainbow fart back on his original track: "He is actually very smart, I think he has a talent for competition."

Shao Zhan said at the right time: "I also realize the importance of learning and want to devote time and energy to learning. I hope my teacher can give me a chance to prove myself in the league."

Xu Sheng.

Have a talent for competition.

These are the most incredible words Meng Guowei has heard in the decades of his coaching career.

Zhou Yuan next to him was also thinking: I taught Xu Sheng for one semester, why didn't I see that he was still a math wizard???

But the person who said this was Shao Zhan.

Shao Zhan's strength and level are recognized by all teachers. As long as he maintains his previous performance in the municipal competition, it will not be a problem to keep going.

When this word came out of such a classmate, it was strangely persuasive.

Meng Guowei and Zhou Yuan looked at each other: "How do you tell...Xu Sheng is talented?"

There is no talent at all.

How else can I tell.

Xu Sheng can only continue to talk: "When I was writing the league test paper yesterday... there was a question, and it was the idea that Xu Sheng gave me."

He went in vaguely, only saying that there was a problem, and Shao Zhan took this: "It is a solid geometry, and the known distance is the distance between two straight lines instead of the line distance. It needs to be transformed."

As soon as the specific topic and train of thought of "Xu Sheng" were mentioned, the strange feeling in Meng Guowei's heart became stronger.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, what Shao Zhan said is not necessarily illogical. Some students do have a natural advantage in logical thinking.

In the past, Linjiang Sixth Middle School was not without degenerate students. In fact, they have good thinking skills. They don't usually attend classes. You only need to dial a few points to draw inferences.

The students who can enter the sixth middle school are not bad at first.

Even Zhang Feng in the next class can write general ideas for the questions left.

If you contact Shao Zhan again, think about the blank workbooks that Xu Sheng handed in from the first year of high school. At this moment, it has become an imaginative move-it is because it is too blank, it is too unlearned, to say that he There is potential, it's really not impossible.

Take a step back and say, as long as Xu Sheng wants to change evil and return to righteousness.

As a teacher, you can't beat him.

The four-school league is a knockout system, and it is not a professional orthodox league. It is actually nothing for non-quasi-competitive students to participate.

At that time, Xu Sheng is nothing more than a round trip on stage.

Thinking of this, Meng Guowei had an idea.

"You can participate, as long as you can get the competition homework completed on time. Of course, not only the competition homework, you have to hand in the homework for every course from today onwards. You can't run a small run in class. Just let me catch it once. Don’t think about things like that, okay?"

Xu Sheng replied: "He can do it."

Shao Zhan wrote it anyway.

Xu Sheng, as a reserve for the four-school league, participated in the league training with Shao Zhan after school that day.

The league is approaching, and now the competition students consciously stay after school every day and gather to do problems in the third meeting room.

Today, Xueshen’s sticky post also gave this group of contestants a dose of blood, making them more enthusiastic about the questions-until they saw Xueshen and the schoolmaster come in one after another.

There is a strong contrast between school uniforms and T-shirts.

"What's the situation? Can someone explain?"

"This is Xu Sheng, here to fight? Who of you provoke him?"

"..."

Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan ignored the whispering voices of these people, took two test papers from the stage and walked back.

There are few people in the back row.

And thanks to "Xu Sheng", no one dared to sit in the back row, including the front row, after he sat down.

The league training is really boring. Xu Sheng just can hold his chin at first, and write a few "solutions" on it with a pen. Ten minutes later, it is really boring.

Originally, a good plan was written by Xu Sheng, and just copied and corrected the answers according to Shao Zhan's test paper. The accuracy rate does not need to be high, but it is not true.

He sighed, lay down on the table, turned the pen over, and touched Shao Zhan: "I don't want to write."

Shao Zhan is quite adaptable. After all, he has participated in numerous competitions of all sizes. After sweeping the test papers from start to finish, he whispered, "Give me the test papers while the students in front were not paying attention."