Chapter 40 The Man Who Can’t Understand
“Damn it, Coco, you’re finally here!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Huang Ruhan just went to the teacher’s office to get it Come back and tell us about the information we are going to use today. Some teachers are discussing Qiao Yu’s score. I heard that Qiao Yu scored 567 points this time, and the total score was only 580. She heard from the teacher that it was eight points higher than the highest score in our class.”
As soon as Xia Keke sat down, her deskmate Hu Xiyao started talking in her ear.
Huang Ruhan, as mentioned by my deskmate, is the class committee member and Chinese class representative. She is a frequent visitor to the teacher's office, so what she says is naturally trustworthy.
"Is it weird?" Xia Keke glanced at Hu Xiyao and said proudly: "I told you that night, Qiao Yu is very good at studying! He went to Class 13 simply because of Class 10 The third class has loose control, and it is reasonable not to have to study at night.”
In front of Qiao Yu himself, Xia Keke would definitely not say this, but in front of his classmates, he would not brag about Qiao Yu no matter what. Pass.
“The key is how dare he do it when he took the biology and geography exams last year? These two subjects are included in the total score of the high school entrance examination, so he is not afraid of losing it. He really didn’t go to high school? And his If you do well in biology and geography, it will be easy to get into the top four universities, right?"
Hu Xiyao said sadly.
"It would be easy for Qiao Yu to get into the top four universities, but if he could easily get the first place in his grade in Class 13, do you think he would care about whether he gets into the top four universities?" Xia Keke asked rhetorically.
Xia Ke would not say that Qiao Yu's famous school theory was useless in front of her classmates. She knew very well that Qiao Yu could not represent others in some matters. She had been aware of this since childhood.
A guy who can repair a circuit just by reading the instructions does not need a teacher to teach him. Of course, he can become talented by self-study. But she couldn't understand those things.
Just like when Qiao Yu was in elementary school, she saw with her own eyes that this guy was sleeping in class and not listening to the teacher's lecture. He could still do the chicken and rabbit in the same cage after class, but she, who listened carefully, didn't fully understand it. It's a truth.
Some people are born not to need a teacher, but it’s a pity that she doesn’t.
"Hey... there really are such people in this world!" Hu Xiyao sighed, subconsciously turning her head and glanced at Xu Zhe sitting by the window, suddenly feeling that this guy's loss was not unfair.
"Hmm, there are so many things you haven't seen before!"
Xia Keke responded casually, then took out the book, thinking about what Qiao Yu said in the morning.
"Some people don't know how weak they are if they don't work hard..." She decided to hide this sentence. It was too offending.
After all, her deskmate thought yesterday’s physics paper was quite difficult.
...
Qiao Yu returned to class and slept on the table without being disturbed.
Obviously, so far, they don't know that there is a first grader in the class. After all, no child in Class 13 will go to the teacher's office in the morning.
Of course, even if you knew it, you would probably be surprised. After all, this is Class 13, and good grades are never a cool thing. The saying "I don't know how weak I am because I don't work hard" is not applicable to the head of Class 13.
Well, except on weekends.
In Qiao Yu's opinion, this guy who didn't know what was wrong was still stuck on learning vocabulary during morning reading. This guy was still so well-informed. He went to the toilet during class break, and as soon as he burst into the classroom door, he yelled: "Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Qiao Yu's score in this mock test is number one in the whole grade!"
The sound was so loud that the originally noisy classroom was silenced for about two seconds.
It took a while for the others to come back to their senses.
"Fuck, Zhou Shuang, you are so sick. You didn't know until today that Qiao Yu studied well?" "It's not like you got the first place in the exam, you are so excited! You idiot!"
"What a bullshit! Can you still have some sense of public morality? If you don't get a good rest early in the morning, why won't others sleep if you don't?"
......
Piles of complaints, Zhou Shuang rolled his eyes one after another. And once again began to regret why he didn't work harder in the first place, even if he was in the ordinary class.
He is number one in the whole grade. It is impossible to save his classmates for having such an attitude...
Wait, why is there a voice that sounds so familiar?
Zhou Shuang subconsciously looked at the familiar position and saw Qiao Yu staring at him sleepily with his head raised, and he immediately lost his temper.
He can look down on everyone in this class, but now he admires Qiao Yu from the bottom of his heart.
The good grades in the Rocket Class are just nothing? That was all forced by the teacher!
He knew best what Qiao Yu did in class every day. After all, the two of them have been sitting at the same table for almost a year. They either sleep or read textbooks when bored. In the evening, the two of them would often hang out together at the Internet cafe, playing games better than him.
Just like this, I can still take the first place in the whole grade, which completely confirms the saying that there is a difference between a perfect score and a perfect score. Most of the perfect scores are because the upper limit of ability is just enough to reach the upper limit of scores, while others are just limited by the upper limit of scores.
Obviously Qiao Yu belongs to the latter.
Zhou Shuang still remembers that when he was in elementary school, his father had to go on a business trip the next day. He lay in the room unable to sleep, so he hid behind the door and eavesdropped on his parents chatting in the living room, and heard what her mother had told him. His father said this: "When you go out alone, you must control your temper, especially don't provoke those who can't understand."
He has remembered this sentence to this day.
He didn’t really understand the meaning of this sentence before. After entering junior high school, he probably understood it somewhat. So every time he thought of this sentence, he would observe the people around him to see who he couldn't understand.
It’s not that he wants to know who he can’t mess with, it’s mainly that he wants to imitate others and become the person that his mother says others don’t dare and can’t mess with.
It's a pity that no one has really seen through him, and no one can't see through it at all. Naturally, I have never figured out the true meaning of this sentence.
Until Qiao Yu suddenly broke out, Zhou Shuang felt that the kind of people his mother said should not be messed with were probably Qiao Yu.
I can’t understand it, I can’t understand it at all!
Zhou Shuang even doubted whether Qiao Yu was from Earth!
So instead of arguing with others, classmate Zhou shrank his head and sat back quietly in his seat.
"Boss Qiao, I just went to the bathroom and heard that a teacher told the Rocket class that your score this time was the first in the grade!"
"Isn't this nonsense? I took the exam seriously. If Why am I so serious if I can’t get the first place?”
Qiao Yu educated Zhou Shuang slowly: “No matter whether you can get into high school or not, remember that being serious is tiring. .So as long as you work hard, you have to reap what you can see with the naked eye. Whether it’s benefits, good grades, or money, you have to get something.
Remember, if you find that you are tired as a dog every day and still don’t get anything, you must get out of it as soon as possible. This may mean that you are not suitable for this job. Something, or it means someone is there Taking advantage of your seriousness without giving it to you is completely useless. You must keep this in mind!" Zhou Shuang nodded seriously and ignored Qiao Yu's glance. Glancing at the English book he spread out on the table.
(End of this chapter)