Wu Shaocai, a representative of the mathematics department who was at odds with Qin Ke and had begun to be isolated in the class due to various bad behaviors, was sitting in the distance. Watching this scene, he muttered unconvincingly in a voice that only he could hear: "Grandstanding, clown! Bah.

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He looks like a ferocious and cowardly Teddy dog.

Many other students also glanced here curiously, but when they saw that Qin Ke was talking about the basic knowledge of high school mathematics, they were a little surprised, but they still went about their own business.

This is what Ning Qingyun saw when he walked into the classroom: In the corner of the classroom, under the soft and bright daylight, his deskmate with naturally curly hair and a dull hair on top was inserting one hand into the other.

In his pocket, he held chalk in one hand and wrote mathematical knowledge points on the blackboard. He kept saying something in his mouth, with a lazy expression showing serious concentration.

The dozen or so students who gathered around listened with rapt attention, nodding their heads from time to time like chickens pecking at rice.

The girl couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at such a scene, she felt a faint sense of envy for some reason.

She is not as eloquent and thick-skinned as Qin Ke. She stood on the podium in front of so many classmates and acted as a "teacher".

Ning Qingyun returned to her seat, lowered her head and started working on the Mathematical Olympiad exercise book, but her cold eyes would occasionally fall unconsciously on the young man in the corner of the blackboard.

The bell for evening self-study rang, interrupting Qin Ke's small mathematics class. The dozen or so students attending the class, including bad students Li Xiong and Ge Zhixing, were still unsatisfied.

Ge Zhixing gave a thumbs up and shouted: "Brother Ke is awesome, he speaks better than Lao Zheng! I actually understand everything!"

Li Xiong sincerely sighed: "That's right, Lao Zheng's lectures are like a book from heaven, and you are like a comic book, much more interesting and lively!"

Wang Lixin cooed to please him: "Brother Ke, see you on time tomorrow night. We will be relying on you from now on."

"Brother Ke, will you continue to speak tomorrow night? Can we continue to listen?" The seven or eight male and female students around who were low-school students also felt that they had benefited a lot, and they affectionately called "Brother Ke".

"Welcome, from 6:30 to 7:00 from Monday to Friday, Qin Ke's small class starts on time. It only teaches mathematics for half an hour each time. Anyone who is interested can come and listen. Okay, okay, the ringtone for evening self-study

It’s ringing, everyone, please go back to your seats and study. Come on, the hope of improving the average score of our class’s mathematics in the future rests on you.”

Qin Ke wanted to continuously harvest the emotional value of envy, jealousy, and hatred from his classmates, but he also didn’t want to be surrounded by cold interpersonal relationships and be isolated by his classmates, so it was most appropriate to use such small means to get closer to his classmates.

No matter how sad your heart is when you receive favors from others, it will not give rise to real hostility and hatred. Instead, it will be transformed into the "admiration" emotion that can also increase Qin Ke's academic experience value - this is how Qin Ke's coping system wants him to become a lonely academic.

God's plan.

After Qin Ke finished speaking, he stretched and was about to walk to his seat. Wang Lixin behind him asked rudely: "Brother Ke, where are you?"

"Me?" Qin Ke glanced at the system that had been released from dormancy and waved his hand: "The hope of raising the average math score in the class falls on your shoulders. Of course I choose to sleep!"

Everyone immediately remembered that this was a top student who was able to get into the top 50 of his grade despite sleeping in class every day. A series of feelings of envy, jealousy and hatred arose immediately. Qin Ke returned to his seat with satisfaction.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Ning Qingyun shivering and quickly sliding a piece of paper over.

I said, Student Committee, you have become much more skilled in passing small notes recently, but can you correct that guilty look when you glance left and right? It's too cute, and it doesn't match your cold temperament.

Qin Ke was vomiting in his heart when he saw the delicate and pretty girl's handwriting on the small note:

"Classmate Qin Ke, it is an improvement for you to take the initiative to help your classmates study, but you should not be proud. After this midterm exam, I found that in addition to mathematics, your foundation in physics, chemistry, biology and other science subjects is not solid enough.

, your actual level of English and Chinese is in the middle and lower reaches of the class, and there is also a lot of room for improvement in liberal arts. Next, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, attend class seriously, and complete homework on time..."

A small piece of paper was filled with at least two to three hundred words. Qin Ke was a little impressed and moved - of course, more because he felt dumbfounded when he saw the teacher's final comments in elementary school.

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Is this school committee taking things too seriously?

Logically speaking, my midterm exam results are pretty good, and you have completed your task of "helping underachievers." Go back and sit down where you should. Why are you still doing so much (more) loyalty (management) (less time)?

Keep (things)?

Qin Ke yawned and replied lazily: "I'll sleep in two classes first, and then talk to you about this issue in the third class. I couldn't sleep during the day, I'm so sleepy." Then he ignored it.

Fell asleep on the table.

"Hey!" Ning Qingyun pushed Qin Ke angrily. Seeing him sticking to the desk like plasticine, she didn't know whether to be angry or funny for a moment.

Who is this person? He was so serious and focused when he was giving lectures to his classmates, and he fell asleep as soon as he got to class. I really don’t know if he was a thief at night.

"If you continue to have such a negative attitude towards studying, I will...I really don't care about you!" The girl could only use her trump card again. This was what she said last night, and today Qin Ke listened to the class for most of the day.

But this time Qin Ke just responded with three words: "Whatever you want."

The girl bit her lips and glared at Qin Ke angrily, her angry look still delicate and cute.

Qin Ke was motionless and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Ning Qingyun looked at it, the anger in her beautiful eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by deep disappointment.

She reached out to retrieve the small piece of paper placed on Qin Ke's desk, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it back into her schoolbag. She stopped looking at Qin Ke, lowered her head, and silently finished her exercises.

Qin Ke only slept for one class, because Wei Wenping, the head teacher of the second class, came to him for a heart-to-heart talk in the office. The main purpose of the topic was nothing more than to affirm Qin Ke's great progress in the mid-term exam and his fifth place in the class overall score.

With excellent results, he encouraged him to keep up his efforts and strive for better results in the final exam. Finally, he said:

"I also talked to Ning Qingyun before the evening self-study. I originally wanted her to change to her original seat, but she thought that your foundation was not strong and wanted to urge you to study again and review and consolidate the knowledge of various subjects for you, so

For the next three weeks, she will still be your deskmate."

Wei Wenping paused and then gave a solemn instruction: "Ning Qingyun is a very serious class cadre. Don't be embarrassed. If you have any questions about your studies, you can ask her, but you must pay attention to the appropriateness of interactions between male and female classmates.
Chapter completed!