The students' whispers and strange eyes made Fu Zeru feel uncomfortable, and everyone felt that he was laughing at him. He simply walked out of the classroom and walked towards the office, wanting to verify Chen Yin's grades himself.

He knew how difficult the math problems in the monthly exam were. He didn't dare to say that he could get 120 points. How could someone do it without deducting a single point? Don't mention that the person still came from No. 3 Middle School.

With doubts in his heart, Fu Ze took quick steps and soon arrived in front of his class teacher Liu Cong. Before he could speak, he saw the full mark test paper on the table with sharp eyes, and Chen Yin's name was filling in the side.

The bright red score outlined by the red pen made Fu Ze blush and feel even more uncomfortable than being slapped several times. His lips were stammering, especially when he was confused by the head teacher, he couldn't speak.

"Do you see your grades?" Liu Cong pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose, pulled out one from the math test paper in Class 2, and put it in Fu Ze's eyes: "I originally wanted to talk to you, but now we can talk."

The number of 98 was reflected in his eyes, which was in sharp contrast with the full score answer sheet next to him. Fu Ze's eyes suddenly widened, and great shame poured into his heart. His voice was dry and a little hoarse, but he still held a hint of hope: "Would it be that the question was corrected wrong, or the total score was calculated wrong? I think my mathematics should be close to 120 points."

I understand that the students cannot accept their poor exams at this moment. Liu Cong did not criticize him directly. Instead, he took the paper and pointed out several obvious points: "I'm too careless. I'm either wrong in the calculation or misread the problem. If you lose more than ten points in vain in the college entrance examination room, how many people will be left behind?"

"I will pay attention next time." Fu Ze quietly breathed a sigh of relief. This was a mistake, not a problem with his ability, so there was no need to worry about it. Even if the math exam was poor, he had other subjects to save.

He kept finding reasons to explain himself. The previous impact was much weaker, and Fu Ze's heart became active again, and he wanted to ask about the achievements of other subjects again.

After opening his mouth, the head teacher of Class 3 happily entered the office with the freshly released grade ranking list and sent one to each teacher.

When he arrived at Liu Cong's table, his face was full of envy, and his tone was sour and happy. The joy was in their favor, and a genius student was sour and sour that the student was not in his class. He had to sigh and say congratulations: "Congratulations to Lao Liu, remember to treat him to dinner."

An office teacher said the same thing after seeing the rankings, and they all envied Liu Cong's luck. Why did the transfer students not fall into their own class? Is their heads not bald enough, or do they have beer belly?

Facing the eyes of his colleagues, Liu Cong's mouth opened and smiled silly: "No problem, let's walk at the cafeteria at noon!"

The food in the canteen of their school’s faculty is good. Especially the small stir-fry window, which is not inferior to that of the restaurants outside. There are also braised chicken, hot pot, pork stew rice and other options, and there are all kinds of dishes. The teachers have no objection to treating guests to dinner here.

The head teacher was happy, and Fu Ze, who was standing aside, looked ugly. He thought he should have done well in other subjects, but reality slapped him in the face. Chinese 110, English 121, science 199, and the total score was only 528. Not to mention the top 100 in the grade, he didn't even enter the top 200.

The little boy who praised him all day long had a total score of 550. Fu Ze was overtaken by his licking dog, and Fu Ze was unhappy, and the name on the ranking list even hurt his eyes.

Chinese 144, mathematics 150, English 149, science 299, total score 742, leaving Ji Feng the second place in the grade with a total score of 31 points.

This amazing result made Fu Ze feel very powerless. If he was a few points apart from Chen Yin, he could comfort himself to come back next time. But judging from the current situation, there was a gap between them that could not be filled.

It was precisely because he realized the gap and thought of his previous words in front of so many classmates. His face was burning, regret and jealousy were intertwined in his heart, and gradually deteriorated into resentment, and his disgust for Chen Yin became deeper.

"This is what I want to talk to you about." Liu Cong saw Fu Ze lowering his head, thinking that he was sad because of his score, and he couldn't bear to say harsh words. He softened his voice: "This monthly exam has exposed many of your shortcomings."

"Clean carelessness is one aspect, but more importantly, it is that it does not understand the knowledge points taught by the teacher in class and will not use them flexibly. Go back and think about it carefully. When you encounter someone you don't understand, you can ask Chen Yin for advice."

"Not only did he get high scores, but from the perspective of problem-solving ideas, he has used his high school knowledge freely. Learn more from him and you won't suffer any losses."

When talking about Chen Yin, Liu Cong unconsciously praised a few more words. He asked Fu Ze and Chen Yin to study out of kindness, but he did not notice the gradually distorted face of the students in front of him.

Seeing that Fu Ze was silent, he thought he had listened to his words. So he finally encouraged him a few words and let him go back.

The small boy wandered around the door of the classroom for several minutes. He was the first to see Fu Ze coming back from the office, so he quickly went up and said something pleasing as usual. Unexpectedly, Fu Ze's face was gloomy this time, without showing any joy, pushed him back heavily and stepped into the classroom himself.

He was hit to the ground by the sudden push. None of the students who saw this scene went forward to help him. The small boy gritted his teeth and stood up by himself, slapped his butt.

Seeing Fu Zehei's face on the seat, the students in Class 2 probably understood. They wanted to find fault, but they failed. The laughter and discussion were endless, and the class teacher walked into the door with the class bell.

"This monthly exam is over. Students should not pay too much attention to how many points they have scored. More should be checked for omissions and focus on future studies." At the beginning, some old sayings made the students in the podium drowsy. Then Liu Cong coughed and cleared his throat, suddenly raised the volume.

The students holding their heads sat up straight, knowing that the next key link was the key, so they put up their ears and listened carefully.

"First of all, I have to praise Chen Yin. This time I won the first place in the grade with a total score of 742." The head teacher took the lead in applauding. The students sitting below were stunned for a moment, and then they clapped their hands.

They thought that Chen Yin’s full marks in mathematics were already awesome enough, but who thought that not only did he have good mathematics, but his grades in other subjects were also good.

742 points is a score that people can get?

No wonder Fu Ze looked so ugly after coming back from the office. He was still ridiculing others for not being able to get in at least one hundred years. In a blink of an eye, he got the first place in the grade with a magnificent score. If they were Fu Ze, they would be so embarrassed that they wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

The more convinced Chen Yin was, the students in Class 2 looked at Fu Ze and the little boy with a mocking look. As expected, it is better to be more humble. He can speak wildly, but in the end he is still the one who is embarrassed.

Being stared at by many wanton gazes, Fu Ze almost buried his head in the table hole to minimize his presence. At the same time, he scolded Chen Yin in his heart, and even his father was complained.

If Fu Qingrong hadn't had to transfer the Chen surname to Shengfeng Middle School, he wouldn't have fallen into such an embarrassing situation at this time. The gazes projected over were like sharp arrows, nailing him to the pillar of shame, causing him to lose all his face.

Without realizing Fu Ze's resentment, the head teacher continued to praise Ji Feng, saying that his performance in the exam has always been stable. Then he encouraged his classmates to learn from role models and strive to make greater progress next time.

The first grade and the second ones are in Class 2. Not only the teachers are happy, but the students in Class 2 are also honored. There is no need for the teacher to deliberately emphasize them, they will take the initiative to ask for learning methods and problem-solving ideas. Who would not want their grades to get better and better in Rocket Class?

Ji Feng was the same. Chen Yin's performance this time was so amazing. He was both surprised and proud of having such a powerful classmate. Only with competition can there be motivation for improvement. He believed that he could become better in the future.

Because I was worried about my ranking, after the first math class, students rushed to the corners of the classroom, stretched their necks to look at the grade ranking list posted on the wall.

Some people were disappointed and some were happy, but they couldn't stand the question they asked together: Fu Ze didn't even enter the top 200 in the grade? Who gave him the courage to speak loudly before and mocked the first in the grade?

I thought he was in the top ten of his grades, and he was very strong, but he was arrogant. Unexpectedly, he was not only arrogant, but also had no tyrants at all.

Chen Yin became the gods in the first exam, and Fu Ze became his comparison group. He was ridiculed in Class 2 so hard that he couldn't hold up. After finally experiencing a difficult day, Li Lan asked him how he was doing when he got home.

Last time I heard Fu Yan say at the dining table that the monthly exam was over, and both brothers and sisters thought they were doing well. Li Lan kept this in mind, thinking about caring about the children's grades, and then complimenting a few words.

But when she asked, Fu Ze glared at her angrily and knocked the bedroom door to a crackle. The movement could be heard clearly in the living room.

I don’t know where I got into trouble with this stepson, Li Lan kept reflecting on herself. Anyway, I never mentioned the topic of grades.

Unlike Fu Ze, who was in dire straits, there was no annoying person wandering around and living a comfortable life. Lu's mother knew that the monthly exam results had come out, so she specially made fish hotpot at home as a reward for food.

Celebrating Chen Yin's first grade achievement also made Lu Ran's 280th place this time, and finally no longer encouraged the tailgate.

The hot pot base is available in a small supermarket. I took it back and stir-fry it and added half a pot of water. The live fish with more than 6 kilograms were cooked at the grocery store, which was very convenient to handle. The side dishes included enoki mushrooms, bean curds, bean sprouts, lettuce, etc. I ate it for more than an hour in a pot.

Lu's father had a rare drink of two glasses of wine. The usually taciturn person seemed to have opened up his conversation, and Lingling said a lot of things. Lu Ran's ears gradually turned red.

He didn't expect that the score he had just reached the third-tier line would make his father so happy. Lu's father and mother didn't often ask about his studies, and he thought the couple didn't care. It turned out that they cared about it, but they didn't want to put too much pressure on him.

He quietly turned his back and wiped away the wet corners of his eyes, turned his head and looked like a hippie smile again. Some things slowly changed, and time will verify everything.

Chen Yin saw Lu Ran's actions and sighed that the salted fish finally wanted to make progress. He took a sip of tea, helped him clean up the dishes and went to take a shower after dinner. Perhaps it was because he drank too much tea, which caused him to toss and turns at night. It was not until two or three o'clock in the morning that he felt sleepy.

The alarm clock rang in the morning, and he touched his phone as soon as possible and wanted to click into the game to buy breakfast for the little man. But after unlocking the phone screen, the pink software disappeared.

Chen Yin, who was awakened in an instant, sat up quickly and was still in the same state after restarting the phone. The junk software appeared inexplicably in his phone, and disappeared without a trace without warning. His mood suddenly fell to the bottom. Fortunately, he still remembered the name of the software and opened the mobile phone application market.

When the pink software appeared on the list, Chen Yin relaxed. He downloaded it again and quickly logged in with one click with his mobile phone number. It was still a familiar small room, the big castle and the rose garden were still there, and Ruan Ruan's favorite swing was also there.

A ball of bulging up on the bed, Chen Yin smiled, trying to pull the quilt covered by the little man suddenly. However, he was shocked to find that his fingers could not touch the things in the game and could not move any objects.

Could it be that the touch screen of the phone is broken? It shouldn't be. He could still log in to the game. The doubts filled his heart, and he saw a ball on the bed moving.

With long waist-length hair and a pair of bean eyes embedded in a shoddy face, she was wearing a fluffy skirt. After getting up, she folded the quilt neatly, then sat on the edge of the bed and smiled, as if it was frozen. At this time, a large bubble appeared next to the paper man, with a line of words inside.

Before Chen Yin could answer, the words in the bubble changed again.

The whole process of the paper man sat by the bed without moving, and there was no difference in the curve of the corners of his mouth, like a robot.

This is not the paper man he raised. Ruan Ruan's style is ten thousand times more exquisite than this paper man who came out of nowhere. She can speak, get angry, likes to kick quilts when sleeping, eat coriander and not onions. Apart from being on the screen of a mobile phone, it is no different from a real person.

This shoddy paper man is rigid and rigid, and is incomparable to the paper man he raises.

Chen Yin immediately became irritated and called the customer service phone number. It was only 6:40 now, and no one answered the phone after it was heard, and it was automatically hung up after dozens of seconds.

When I looked at the online time, it was from 8:30 in the morning to 4:30 in the afternoon. After enduring, he did not call him again. He changed his clothes, washed up, and walked to the school.

It was 8:30 in every minute. Even though he was still in class, Chen Yin didn't want to wait for the bell to ring. He found an excuse to go to the bathroom and hurried out of the classroom with his cell phone in his arms.

At the corner of the stairs, he took out his cell phone from his school uniform's pocket and couldn't wait to redial it. He beeped a few times, and the phone was picked up, and the customer service's standard voice sounded in his ears: "Hello, what can I do to help you?"

I carefully wrote down the paper man he raised and explained it in detail, especially highlighting Ruan Ruan's uniqueness. Finally, I asked the customer service to check whether there was a bug in the running program. If it was a bug, I hope it could be fixed as soon as possible and return his paper man.

The customer service didn't know if there was a bug in the program, but he was in a very delicate mood now. He suspected that someone was bored and deliberately called him to play with him.

Paper man can have normal conversations with players, and players can also touch the things set in the game. These two points alone make the customer service confused. He is not a skilled person, but he has played several of the most popular love-building games launched on the market, and has never heard of such a function.

He downloaded and deleted the cultivation game of their company after playing it once. The picture was full of cheap style, which was incomparable to the exquisiteness of other cultivation games. And he was extremely sure that this game did not have the awesome skills mentioned on the phone.

If this game is done so well, their company will not lose money.

Despite complaining in his heart, the customer service staff still showed a professional attitude and answered in a modest and polite tone: "Sorry, Mr. Shen, this game in our company does not have the settings you mentioned. There is only one heroine, that is, the one you described with long hair and fluffy skirt. Her name is Alice."

After the phone was hung up, Shen Yin's hands and feet became cold.

Impossible. If the paper man in this game is the one he is now, what explanation will Ruan Ruan give? It can't be the hallucination he has appeared.

I called again according to the phone number, and the customer service that was connected was the same, and the answer I got was the same. Shen Yin silently entered the name of the game in the browser box, confirming that the game only came from which company and did not have the same name and surname.

Pull the page down, and the people who have played it have a bad experience with this game. It is said that the image of the paper man is too ugly, and the things in the system mall are also expensive. A steamed bun costs krypton gold, so why don’t you grab it?

The screen was full of screams and scolding.

After extinguishing the light from the mobile phone screen, Shen Yin stood straight at the stairs and did not move. He entered the classroom in a daze until the end of get out of class. He sat in the seat with a hollow eyes and was out of control.

There were quite a few students in Class 2 who noticed Shen Yin's situation. They were all wondering, why did they look desperate when they went to the toilet? Could it be that they were constipated?

After being depressed for several days, Lu Ran, who was very nervous, realized that Brother Shen was depressed these days. He scratched his head and came to him and asked casually: "Are you broken up?"

Lu Ran himself knew that it was impossible to ask this question. Who is Brother Shen? He is handsome, has good grades and good character. He is a good student. He only has the great cause of making money in his heart, and it is impossible to fall in love.

After waiting for several minutes, he didn't hear the rebuttal. Lu Ran suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't even speak in a stuttering manner: "Is he really dumped?"

The boy was silent and paused with his hands rubbing the phone case.

"Damn!" Lu Ran jumped three feet high, afraid that Lu's mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, could hear it, so she hurriedly covered her mouth, and her voice was pressed down: "Brother Shen, when did you fall in love? Why don't I know anything?"

He glanced at Lu Ran with a care-fool-like look, Shen Yin twitched his mouth and turned back to the bedroom. He unlocked his phone and placed his fingers on the pink software. He hesitated for a while, but still didn't uninstall it.

He really wanted to delete the garbage software, and he felt very confused every time he saw it. But he was worried that if Ruan Ruan came back one day? After all, she suddenly appeared last time and left without saying hello.

Chen Yin didn't know what she was. It was a virus or some unnatural force. In fact, it didn't matter what it was, and he didn't mind at all.
To be continued...