Great Power

"CO?"

At the end of the exam, the test papers were taken away. Zheng Jianguo, who had never figured out the chemical formula of carbon monoxide, turned out the book and looked at the two letters above, a little surprised: "Then carbon dioxide is CO2?"

"Zheng Jianguo, come out."

Kou Yang's voice was a bit loud. After speaking, he turned around and left, only to give Zheng Jianguo, who raised his head, a back. Hao Yun's face next to him arrived before he could even breathe: "Maybe it's about what you called her before? Be careful to leave. She stayed away, Wu Wenwu didn't dare to mess with her—"

"I'm not going to provoke her."

Wu Bin’s father is the third in command of the County Education Bureau. It is normal that the niece who can’t provoke the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee is normal. Of course, Kou Yang’s older brother Kou Bin has a bad temper, and there is no big conflict between the two people. , That is, Wu Bin often writes Bin as the two characters for civil and martial arts, and Kou Yang who cited Kou Yang will have some resentment from time to time. Of course, not many people know about this matter, and most people think that this girl is arrogant and has a bad temper.

Guazi has a high nose, and underneath his thick black eyelashes are double smoke waves, but now there are no more charming smoke waves in his eyes. Kou Yang, who is staring at him like this, has already frowned: "When you were in class Call me?"

"I wanted to ask you what happened, but I forgot it later."

Looking at the unpleasantness on Guazi's face, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and glanced at the corridors on both sides, the gloomy sky began to drift with snow again, and then said: "Oh, I remember you have a copy of "Xu Guozhang English" in your hand. I wonder if you can lend it to me?"

"Call me in front of my classmates and teachers in the examination room just to borrow books?"

Kou Yang pursed the corners of his mouth and said with teeth looming, and the charming eyes of the two phoenixes became clear: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Instead of making an excuse to fool me, is it in your feelings, I Is your IQ so low? You are underestimating me—"

"I did not underestimate your IQ."

Seeing Kou Yang's face getting colder and colder, Zheng Jianguo shook his head and continued: "When I called you, I didn't want to borrow a book. At that time, I felt like I wanted to call you, so I called out. I just remembered borrowing the book now. of."

"Huh? I wanted to shout, so I shouted?!"

The clear eyes showed smoke again, and Kou Yang silently looked at Zheng Jianguo. The two became classmates of the second and fifth class of high school six months ago. It doesn't count when the event gathers, this is the first formal formality in her limited memory. Dialogue, of course, it was the first time he knew his name in class before, and when he contacted his previous grudges with Wu Bin, he nodded quickly: "Okay! If you don't say it, don't say--"

"Well, then I'll go back first, it's quite cold."

Looking sideways at Feixue outside, Zheng Jianguo nodded and then turned back to the classroom, and walked to the back row with more than a dozen pairs of rumorous gazes. Before he returned to his seat, Kou Yang was expressionless. After entering the classroom, I glanced at him and then sat back in the seat. Lin Jinmei next to him looked at her face and said, "What, what did he say? I wrote you a note?"

"No, he wants to use "Xu Guozhang English" to read it."

Picking up the ballpoint pen on the table and turning it skillfully at the fingertips twice, Kou Yang's dark eyes fell on the pen nib thoughtfully. Her IQ is not low. When Wu Wenwu threw the pen, Zheng Jianguo spoke, if it weren't for him. With a sound, I turned my head around, and I wonder if the nib will stick in the face, or if it will stick in the eyes——

"By "Xu Guozhang English"? Can he understand?"

Lin Jinmei couldn't believe it. Everyone was classmates for half a year. Whose study is like the teacher. She knows the grades of that guy: "His English is the worst, right? I was named by Teacher Zhao every time. ——I doubt it."

As Lin Jinmei raised her thick eyebrows after speaking, a pair of apricot eyes flashed jokes, Kou Yang stared: "You can eat anything, but you can't talk nonsense. Be careful I sue you for slander."

"Well, I was joking with you, I was surprised that he didn't frighten you."

Lin Jinmei shook her head as she spoke, and Xu Zhuo, who was on her left, also poked her head over: "Why, whose jaw was scared off? That baby?"

"Yes, your baby!"

Lin Jinmei chuckled and turned to look at Xu Zhuo who was like a silly elder sister. The latter's big round face suddenly turned red into a monkey butt: "Your baby, he is your baby! Zheng Jianguo is Lin Jinmei's baby!"

"Haha—"

In the free time before class, the girls who had a rare topic laughed suddenly, and many of them turned their heads and looked at someone with a smile. As the same tablemate, Hao Yun was blinded. : "Did you write a note to Kou Yang?"

"I borrowed a book from her."

Being regarded as a topic of discussion by his classmates, Zheng Jianguo raised his head from the political textbook and looked at Ruoyuowu's gaze in front of him. He didn't want Kou Yang to follow the other girls and turned his head to look at him. He smiled and nodded in greeting. Looking down at the textbook in front of me again, I only heard a burst of laughter coming from the front: "Your baby smiled at Kou Yang——"

"Haha—"

The roar of laughter accompanied by the ringtone gradually disappeared, and Hao Yun was already dumbfounded: "You baby nickname, I am afraid that it will be remembered, hey, what are you doing with my politics——"

"Let me see if the marks we made are the same."

Zheng Jianguo ignored other students’ comments and gazes. The previous exams reminded him from the side that although this knowledge was not used in the college entrance examination that was resumed at the end of the year, he saw that the exam was about to be taken in the middle of the term, and it was paid at the end of the year For the graduation exam, at least it will be used within six months, unless he intends to be targeted by teachers and parents in the next six months.

At this time, the study is not stressful. In addition to the half-day theoretical study, it is half a day of practical study. In addition to the calculation of the area height difference and the measurement and drawing, the school also has its own field in the school. Fertilizing, catching insects, weeding, and harvesting are all learning content. The completion of written homework is a basic daily task, in addition to the extracurricular homework assigned by the teacher.

Studying is not stressful, it does not mean that teachers and parents have a high tolerance for grades. The lifeblood of scoring teachers has become a consensus as early as this time, and the situation at home is similar to this situation. The results need to be signed by the parents, and the numbers above are the guarantee that Zheng Jianguo can live the year well.

Zheng Jianguo's grades in his previous life were half-hearted, and he got his high school diploma. It's just that the situation has changed completely now. Some of the extra memories in his mind have taken up the original memories. Now he is facing the imminent The upcoming exams can only be used to sharpen the gun.

Endorsement, copying, Zheng Jianguo's study is intense and fulfilling, engineering mathematics, chemistry, and mechanical parts can be left behind. The Chinese political history in agronomy needs to be memorized as the key point, and the "Knowledge of Mass Defense and Mass Governance" The point is, fortunately, the thickness of these textbooks is not very large, the most are dozens of sheets of more than 100 pages, a thin one.

"It's time to eat."

There was a clanging bell. Hao Yun had already picked up the enamel cylinder and rushed out of his seat. Zheng Jianguo labeled the page in his hand. After putting it down, he looked at his desk hole. After thinking about it, he got up and followed the group out of the classroom. , Walked to the far left of the row of tiled houses.

The snow has stopped, and a thin layer of snow fell on the ground, but at this moment, when everyone stepped on it, it became a muddy ground. Don’t say it’s a dug sewer. There is not even a drainage ditch. Zheng Jianguo Avoid stepping on wet cotton shoes, follow the corridor all the way to the corner, and only hopped twice to the cafeteria.

"Yeah, grasshopper wants to order food this time?"

Someone who was familiar saw Zheng Jianguo asking, he shook his head and said: "How can I eat the food, two big steamed buns will be solved, unlike you who have food and soup and porridge -"

Glancing at the line of people, Zheng Jianguo said that he was in front of the buns. He said that the school cafeteria was a big room. There were big pots of vegetables and baskets on several large tables, while pickled diced radish and Chinese cabbage were It's three cents, the meat dish with some oily residue is eighth, and the steamed buns are three cents. One is the size of his fist, and two are full.

Of course, most students bring some dry food and pickles from home, and eat and drink with free hot water. This is considered a hearty lunch. Zheng Jianguo is to save trouble. If you eat vegetables, you need tableware. Without detergent, the oil on the enamel tank and chopsticks can hardly be washed off, while other people use hot water to wash their hands and rub their hands at most. Don't say anything that is clean. You can fool yourself instead of eating. Baozi save trouble.

Carrying the steaming steamed buns, Zheng Jianguo did not go back to the classroom to eat like other students did, nor did he stay in the noisy cafeteria. Instead, he felt that two steaming steamed buns arrived in the library next door, where they were already sitting. A lot of people.

The library is not big. There are seven or eight rows of bookshelves in a room covering less than fifty square meters. Only four or five tables are placed near the entrance. When Zheng Jianguo arrived, the tables were already full of people, and he took a look around. Those who didn't know each other went in and took the steamed buns and ate them, touching them in the order they remembered.

At lunch point, there were a lot of students reading books standing between the bookshelves. Zheng Jianguo ate the buns and arrived in front of the bookshelf of basic knowledge of engineering. He looked ten lines from the left to the right, and then found it from the left and turned it twice. The buns were finished. I didn't find the book I was looking for, so I wiped my hands with the greased paper from the previous package, and went to the entrance of the library: "Teacher, in our library, do you have a self-study series on mathematics, physics and chemistry?"