The "highly anticipated" awards ceremony finally began. There were more than 2,000 students in the three grades. The auditorium was not in enough positions, so they chose to open the playground and brought their own chairs.

"Can't you run by grade? The school is so poor that you can't even build a venue for a thousand-person conference."

"God, let's get rained so we can listen to the radio in the classroom."

There was a lot of complaints in the classroom.

Zhang Jianda urged the seventh class to go downstairs: "Okay, don't be too slow, go down quickly. The time for public execution has come, and it's useless to be too slow."

"yes……"

Everyone responded weakly, dragging the chairs and clanging.

The desks and chairs of No. 1 Middle School are common without embroidered steel frames. They are bulky and not beautiful. They require a lot of effort to move them, which is a bit difficult for most girls.

"Yijia, I'll help you move the stool." Song Ranran held up her chair with one hand and Xu Yijia's in the other, looking quite relaxed.

After walking a few steps, all the chairs on both hands were snatched away.

Xu Jia snatched the chair belonging to Xu Yijia and left silently.

"Follow me." Ji Shixu took her chair and looked back at Zhang Xun.

Zhang Xun immediately carried the stool of a girl next to him and turned around to the boy behind him, shouting: "Brothers are all a bit gentlemanly? I haven't seen the girls in our class move, so why don't you help me bring the stool down!"

The remaining boys were kind and took all the girls' chairs in the class. There were few girls, and there were still a few boys who did not get the opportunity to show their gentlemanly demeanor.

Ding Yifan stared at Zhang Xun's back and complained silently: Now that we are being kind, why didn't you see you helping the girl jump out of the frog in military training?

There was nowhere to vent his anger in his heart, so he could only drag his chair to shake the sky.

Song Ranran, who had nothing in her hands, was worried that she had nothing to do, so she walked over and asked him, "Do you want me to carry it for you?"

"..." Ding Yifan's face turned pale and white, and he got pale and blue. He stumbled into his throat for a long time before he said in a muffled voice: "No, I'll do it myself."

The so-called commendation meeting is actually a summary. The school leaders delivered a speech, reported the data on the examination situation, and then invited the class and classmates with excellent grades to come up and receive a prize. They were praised and accepted by everyone in the audience, either envious or sneering at the nostrils. After this process, it will almost end.

Jiangcheng does not allow middle schools to have key classes, so the level of each class is actually quite average. There are 15 classes in each grade, and no matter how you are in the top 50, each class can get at least two or three.

Class 7 has Xu Yijia and Zhang Mochen, but it is not particularly bad. However, Class 8 next door occupies five places, which leads to the bald head having a arrogant face every day in the grade group office, and a bald head is so cool that Zhang Jianda's class teacher can't hold on.

He and Bald Qiang have been inconsistent since they joined No. 1 Middle School. They have compared them countless times in private. They have to decide the winners and losers in terms of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. This time Class 8 became an excellent class, with the total average score ranking second and the second to last in Class 7. It was because Class 10 and Class 7 had the same score, but the class name was behind, so they took the last one.

The difference in rankings this time made Zhang Jianda not only look at the bald head with his nostrils when he went on stage to receive the award, but also blushed in his face and thick neck. He couldn't say a word for a long time.

Faced with such a great humiliation, Zhang Jianda learned from his mistakes and sought change. When he returned to the class, he should have finished school early today, but he closed the door and pulled the seventh class to hold the final exam summary meeting.

"This time, you have all heard clearly the ranking of our class. No. 14. What is the concept of 14? Second to last! Do you know which grade we are in class when we divide the class? First! The first place in the entrance examination is in our class..." Zhang Jianda knocked on the podium table and was so excited that he drooled.

He asked Xu Yijia to post the printed class score ranking to the study column on the wall, leaving a copy for everyone to circulate.

The ranking list was soon passed to Song Ranran. She took a rough look and saw the two names falling at the end, the grade rankings were 684 and 683, and the grade rankings were 1 and 3.

The total number of senior high school students, plus the number of people who just transferred, is 685.

No wonder the head teacher got so angry. She nodded silently, passed the score sheet to the second-last in the next grade, and secretly looked at the back row and looked down at the last one in the phone.

In just one second, the last person looked up at her as if his eyes were on the top of his head.

Song Ranran, who was arrested, hurriedly moved away from her eyes, and felt that this was impolite, so she turned her head again and smiled calmly at him.

Ji Shisei retracted her eyes and turned her eyes back to the Food Review APP on her mobile phone.

"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't say much to you. Anyway, everyone understands the meaning. I bought breakfast in Class 8 this morning, it's very good. If you want to have a few more times, just work hard together." Zhang Jianda looked at the time and made his final speech: "The sports meeting will start next week. Each person will sign up for at least two events. If you want to participate in basketball, remember to stagger the time according to the event."

"Two? We're going to exhaust us!" There was a lot of wailing voices from the audience.

Zhang Jianda pretended not to hear it, and patted the blackboard and said, "This Friday, I will re-adjust the seats and adopt the tutoring model of a classmate. Those with better grades will help not be that good. Everyone learns from each other, learns from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and makes progress together! Okay, school is over."

Zhang Jianda threw down one bomb after another and turned around and ran away. The class started changing seats after the sports meeting.

Everyone started to be classmates after class and established a revolutionary friendship for more than a month. How could he say that Zhang Jianda can separate him?

Ding Yifan said reluctantly: "Brother Shi, let's talk to the class teacher, according to your original grades, you will tutor me, do you think it's done?"

"You can do whatever you want." Ji Shixue was still slidding the screen up and down, looking indifferent.

He didn't choose a place that matched his wishes and Song Ranran would no longer feel inappropriate. He was also a little impatient and went straight to ask Song Ranran: "Have you thought about where to go?"

Song Ranran was slowly packing her schoolbag, but was stopped by him. She was stunned for a long time and said hesitantly: "Or what if it is Kaifeng Vegetable or Golden Arch?"

Seasonal timing: "…"

Song Ranran thought about it and added: "Is Jingongmen good? I'll bring a dessert to my sister-in-law."

The nearest Golden Arch is not far from No. 3 Middle School, you can pass by the internet celebrity dessert shop.

Ji Shixue was silent for about ten seconds, and before Song Ranran thought about the place again, she finally said: "Okay."

He stood quietly by her waiting for her to pack up her things.

Xu Jia, who was on the back table, was originally playing games. When he heard Ji Shixue's "good" sound, he suddenly laughed out loud, his eyes swept back and forth between Song Ranran and him, quit the game, and threw a sentence into the WeChat group.

[I suddenly wanted to eat Jingongmen today. Have you ever gone there together?] [But we have to wait for our brother Shi and Song Ranran to finish eating first] The group is full of friends like Wu Zhihao and Ding Yifan. When they saw the news, they all said that they would be willing to wait for an hour.

Of course, it would not be used for an hour. Song Ranran and Ji Shixu passed by the internet celebrity dessert shop and learned that the Matcha soy milk box had been sold out and the Matcha layer was still being made, so they had to wait for about half an hour. Song Ranran couldn't let Ji Shixue wait with her, so the two of them quickly went to the Golden Arch.

It was the meal time, and the restaurant counter and automatic ordering machine were lined up.

The two ordered a good meal. Ji Shixue picked a small-sized room and sat down, let Song Ranran sit in the row inside, then looked at his phone and said, "Wait for me for a while, I remembered that there was something I didn't buy, and I'll come back soon."

Song Ranran nodded slightly and said, "Well, don't worry, I eat very slowly."

In the dessert shop, Ji Shisei once again stood in front of the counter, her eyes crossed the couple's set sign hanging next to her, and said to the clerk: "A couple's set meal, change to mango layer by layer for matcha."

The clerk was a little sorry: "There are thousands of strawberries now. The last portion of matcha was just bought. The new one will have to wait for about 10 minutes. Is it OK?"

"Yeah." Ji Shixue responded softly, and after paying the payment, he stood aside and waited.

Not long after, the clerk brought out the gift bag, and the time to see the season was 10 minutes.

He walked on the road with the cake, and although his face was still expressionless, there was a smile in his eyes.

Xu Jia and Ding Yifan and others walked out of the school gate at the right time, squatting at the window of Kaifeng Vegetable on the second floor opposite the Golden Arch Gate, watching him push the door and go in again.

Song Ranran was sitting opposite the floor-to-ceiling window. Ji Shixu sat down opposite her and could not see the sneaky group of people outside the window.

He pushed the gift bag to Song Ranran: "You can take it back from my friend, I won't eat sweet ones."

Song Ranran recognized that it was the packaging of the internet celebrity store and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she remembered the person opposite, she didn't say much, just said: "Then you want me to treat me to a meal next time. Including this, you have invited me twice."

Ji Shixu agreed without thinking about it.
Chapter completed!