C53 You Are the Third Most Spicy Chicken

One. The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses looked up at his report card and sighed. Can't we have a seat instead? I've been reading this number day and night, tossing and turning in my sleeping clothes... "

Another tall and thin boy standing beside him sneered with a stiff face," If it were you, would you give it up? "

He rubs his hands and laughs, "Even if I die, I still have to protect it!"

As he spoke, he sighed again. "This is the only obsession I have in my life. I only hope that I can defeat Ni Chenxi and reach the peak of my life while I'm still alive!"

The tall boy continued to sneer. "It's impossible. It's impossible in this lifetime."

The bespectacled boy glared at him and howled. "I'm going to be beaten up by my dad again. What am I still looking at? Three years is the same rank. The second in a thousand years is talking about me!"

His eyeballs rolled and he hooked his arm around his partner's shoulder and laughed carelessly, "Third brother, when you go back, beg me for mercy. Tell my dad not to beat me up..."

Then Shen Yi watched as the tall and thin boy pried open the fingers of the bespectacled boy one by one. "Don't even think about it! I'm going to report to your dad that you cheated!"

He had a dark expression on his face.... "You're the third most spicy chicken!"

" Second in a thousand years! "

Shen Yi looked at the second and third top students of the cohort who were engaged in a battle of words and words. She only felt that the early spring sun was also very sunbathing. In an instant, her entire body was burning up.

Ni Chenxi was the first in the cohort, and she was the last in the cohort. Moreover, her English advantage was nothing in front of others. Just mathematics alone was enough to beat her. Not to mention, there was also the abnormal science complex that only deducted eleven points.

Shen Yi could almost foresee how dire the next few months would be. Her free time would be occupied by the endless sea of questions. The books were taller than the mountains and the sweat was deeper than the sea. Now, whenever she thought of complex 3D math and variable equations, she would feel dizzy. She could only hate the original owner for not learning literature at that time. Otherwise, with her memory, why would she worry about falling behind 800?

However, she could only complain as if she was venting her anger. When she returned to the classroom, she still had to calm down and study. The more she didn't know, the more serious she had to learn. The more difficult it was to understand, the more she had to work hard to understand.

So when the lesson ended, Shen Yi's test paper was filled with red correction notes. After class, she did not do anything else and just sat in her seat and immersed herself in thinking about the wrong questions. This kind of earnest and hard work made Lin Zhi speechless.

Choo Xun noticed Shen Yi's masochistic way of learning and wanted to persuade her, but when he saw her serious and wholeheartedly side profile, he could not say a word.

The fine hair in front of her forehead was not tied up by her careless master, so when Shen Yi lowered her head to write, it fell down mischievously. The bright and beautiful sunlight shone through the clear window and through the soft and broken hair. Drawing out a mottled beautiful scene, Choo Xun looked at her in a daze for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he also grabbed a pen with a taut face and began to make mistakes in the topic.

Regardless of whether it was before or now, Shen Yi had always been the elf he needed to look up to. But she was clearly so outstanding, yet she still worked so hard. Choo Xun unconsciously tightened his grip on the pen. Since he wanted to stand with Shen Yi, what right did he have to indulge in it?

Choo Xun's deskmate, Yang Ye, was also a typical example of being careless and not fond of studying in class. He relied on his handsome face to sleep during class and flirt with girls after class. His nickname was spread all over the city.

Choo Xun frowned as he fought with a functional question to the death. He secretly stuffed his phone into the desk and hid it. He looked up and saw Choo Xun writing the wrong question.

He slapped him on the shoulder. "Big brother, why are you taking things so hard?"