There are more people staying at school on National Day than Sheng Wang expected.

He thought there would be a miserable situation in a building where only he and Jiang Tian were left. Unexpectedly, there were five dormitories on the 6th floor alone, let alone the third one.

There are thousands of reasons to stay in school - because those who live far away, those who want to hurry up and study, etc., are all normal.

Some of them are more special: for example, the family is too strict and they feel that they stay in the high mountains of the school and the emperor is far away; for example, the elders go out and stay in the school and canteen...

For example, I want to experience the holiday campus.

In the end, this kind of thinking angle is a bit clear, but there is 602 next door, and there is more than one. The students living in the 602 dormitory come from a special class in the second year of high school.

As we all know, the Affiliated High School emphasizes physics and chemistry, so the physics and chemistry class accounts for most of the world. In addition, it is the biology class and the regular liberal arts class, as well as an unconventional liberal arts class - the Shiji class.

The Jiangsu College Entrance Examination must choose history, science must choose physics, and another elective is free. So a niche combination emerges, such as history and chemistry.

Sheng Wang also transferred to school and found out that the liberal arts students still had this style of riding on horseback.

602 is all in this style.

In this class, people in the class studied politics less than other liberal arts students and one less than other science students when it comes to memorizing questions. In the living environment of the affiliated high school, they accidentally became the easiest student in the whole grade.

Once a person is too relaxed, he will easily become slutty.

This kind of sexuality coincides with the people in Class A to some extent, so the two classes were on the top floor and the other was on the bottom floor. Through the diagonal line of the Mingli Building, they became the two best-affiliated classes, and students had frequent personal relationships.

There were two friends from Gao Tianyang living in 602, one named Mao Xiaobo and the other named Yu Tong. They also had a good relationship with Jiang Tian, ​​and they quickly developed into popular friends during the National Day school period.

On the first day of the holiday, Lao Mao and the boy couldn't stop and came to visit the door three times.

The first time was at 10 o'clock in the morning. The two of them rushed over with a stack of papers. When they entered the door, they started crying and saying, "Brother Sheng, has your class done their homework?"

At that time, Jiang Tian had just bought breakfast from the canteen and brought it up. Sheng Wang was slowly blowing a spoon to drink porridge.

He heard this and pointed at the table, signaling the two of them to see themselves: "I've posted it, they're all there."

Lao Mao looked closely and said, "Damn, so thick? How many pictures?"

Sheng Wang picked out the shredded carrots from the side dish one by one, and then picked a tender green boiled pea with a spoon and ate it. He asked Jiang Tian: "34 or 36 pieces? I didn't count it, so I heard Lao Gao howl."

"36." Jiang Tian said.

"How many?" Mao thought he had heard it awkwardly.

"36 photos." Jiang Tian said.

Lao Mao and the boy looked at each other, stopped crying, dragged two empty chairs to sit down at the table.

The boy raised his thumbs to Jiang Tian and Sheng Wang and said, "Be particular, Baba is Baba! 36 papers are waiting to be made. Do you have time to have breakfast? If you want to change it to me and Lao Mao, you can't even copy it. When it is posted, isn't anyone in your class howling?"

Sheng Wang said, "Yes, I howled. I said I didn't know what to do. I thought it was winter vacation, but I was not in the class and the teacher didn't hear it."

Lao Mao was happy.

"Our class has distributed 19 papers, which is equivalent to half of you." The boy spread the papers respectfully on the table and said, "Can we both take advantage of this place today? Take a bath with the glory of the top students, maybe the idea of ​​doing the questions is smoother."

"Okay." Sheng Wang said happily, "I like someone to be with you the most."

"You are still more miserable." Mao said politely.

They took out a pen and waited for the two top students to study together. After waiting for 5 minutes, Brother Sheng was still picking the unlucky carrot.

Jiang Tian pushed the steamed dumplings over and said, "Don't choose them, there is no one here."

"Are you sure?" Sheng Wang picked up one with suspicion, "I've wanted to ask a long time ago whether the affiliated high school secretly wrapped the carrot field or what? Fry it every day, and it's all in every dish. If you stuff the meat, you'd better have it in such a way."

The old Mao laughed dryly and said, "It is impossible to insert needles whenever possible. The flesh is so thin that it can be threaded."

They were waiting for it, and they thought that Sheng Wang would be almost done after eating two steamed dumplings. Unexpectedly, the old man took a bite and his nose suddenly wrinkled.

So what's wrong...

The boy was a little anxious when he held the paper.

Sheng Wang turned half of the steamed dumplings into the noodles, pointed to a very small red dot in the three fresh stuffing and said, "See, there is nowhere."

"You have all your 5.3 vision, right?" Jiang Tian pushed his porridge box forward with a slump in his face, signaling Sheng Wang to put the remaining half of the steamed dumplings over.

The boy is a little bit woody.

At that moment, he felt that it seemed that it was not right for him and Mao to appear here. But the learning ** suppressed the intuition at that moment.

Sheng Wang seemed a little surprised, staring at Jiang Tian’s porridge box for a while, and honestly ate the remaining half of the steamed dumplings.

He swallowed the steamed dumplings, took another sip of warm water, and then said, "I've bitten it all, I'll give you a complete one next time."

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and drank the remaining porridge.

Seeing Jiang Tian collecting two boxes, the boy and Mao looked at each other and thought to himself that they had finished eating. As soon as he looked up, he saw Sheng Wang holding another egg tart.

Ancestor...

Lao Mao and the boy were a little disintegrated.

Their painful expressions were too obvious, and Sheng Wang was a little afraid to swallow. He hesitated for a moment, pointed to the lunch box and said, "Did you two have breakfast? Why don't you eat some too?"

The boy squeezed out and said, "No, we are not hungry, we don't have the habit of having breakfast. It's more important to rush homework. We hope to finish it today and go out tomorrow to hang out."

Sheng Wang finally understood why these two people were anxious. He clapped the crispy crumbs on his hands and teased: "You two start first, and we also need to call for preparation."

That being said, he didn't drag it down any longer. He opened the screen of his phone and took a look at the time, and said, "It's time."

He put the lunch box into the garbage bag and tied it, then stretched his hands straight in front of Jiang Tian, ​​spread his hands and waved: "Come on, get the paper."

Jiang Tian got up and walked around the two outsiders, picked up two thick stacks of papers at the corner of the table, and patted one of them heavily on Sheng Wang's hand.

It was more than forty minutes, and the old man had never left the chair and was arranged properly.

The boy looked at Lao Mao and asked, "Is this still Brother Tian I know?"

Lao Mao shook his head and said, "No."

Sheng Wang was a little funny. He stretched out his left foot and shook his slippers and said, "Can the wounded be treated with some special treatment?"

The boy said again: "If I sprain my ankle, can I gain such a roommate?"

Lao Mao said: "Go to dream."

Jiang Tian held the paper and gave it to them when he passed by. Then he sat down at the table, pinched a timer and said, "Get back and write it yourself."

The two of them immediately became timid and said, "Shut up, shut up, stop talking."

The progress bars for the entire second grade of high school are actually similar, but the depths of digging are different in different classes. Therefore, some of the papers in Class A and Lao Mao and Boy's homework overlap, which is why they come to take advantage of the place-

If it is wrong, they will definitely not be able to do the last two questions. At that time, they can borrow the papers of these two top students to read. If these two support them, they will not be too painful.

However, soon, they found out that they were wrong, and they were too wrong!

Jiang Tian tapped the screen while pressing the countdown. Sheng Wang took a look, pinched off the two hours and changed it to one and a half.

The boy and Mao sighed that the academic masters are academic masters. They usually have the awareness of exams when doing papers, and they also come based on the exam duration.

The chemistry exam took 1 hour and 40 minutes, which was almost the same as this time. So the two of them tacitly took out the chemistry paper, and found that Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian were drawing mathematics.

The boy looked at Lao Mao with a question mark on his forehead, and then hurriedly changed to a math paper.

Then, the long abuse began.

It took about 1 hour and 15 minutes before Lao Mao and the boy wrote the first question on the third major question, and Jiang Tian had already put down his pen.

He pinched his joints and glanced at the paper, then tapped the table with his fingertips.

The boy and Mao looked at him at the same time, with a little anxious expression. Jiang Tian glanced at them and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

The boy and Mao then worked hard again.

Sheng Wang was pretending to be deaf from beginning to end, and Jiang Tian calmly put the timer that he didn't need for the time being at Sheng Wang's hand.

This was so arrogant that Sheng Wang rolled his eyes, picked up a book and covered it on the timer, and continued to write the final formula quickly.

As soon as he was anxious, the words began to spread their wings and fly high again.

Jiang Tian could see how ugly it was on the opposite side, and couldn't help but remind him: "Did you practice your handwriting in vain?"

Sheng Wang paused his fingers, unwilling to slow down, so he honestly finished writing the last line. He put down his pen and pressed the timer. When he saw that it was 10 minutes slower than Jiang Tian.

Sheng Wang fell on the back of the chair in anger, and after a while, he pointed at Jiang Tian and said angrily: "Abnormal."

Jiang Tian didn't have the same knowledge as him.

This word is divided into people. It seems boring to say it from Shi Yu, and it is pleasant to say it from Sheng Wang. It is mainly due to whether the person who says it is strong enough.

"How many more?" Sheng Wang finally remembered to care about the lower class people after scolding his brother.

But the boy and Mao didn't want to be cared for. They were so anxious that their faces were red and their necks were thick. Finally, they stretched out two fingers and said, "There are two and a half questions left!"

Jiang Tian looked puzzled: "When I finished writing, you were writing the third question, and you are still writing the third question?"

The boy raised his head, Sheng Wang saw his shameful and angry face, and decided to block Jiang Tian's mouth.

"Stop being angry, look at me." He snapped his fingers at Jiang Tian and attracted the other party's gaze, pointed to the countdown setting and asked Jiang Tian, ​​"Which one should I do next?"

"Aren't there three math papers?" Jiang Tian said.

"Okay." Sheng Wang ordered a new countdown, took out the paper and started to brush it.
To be continued...