Yuan Mu could naturally hear the irony in Song Ci's words. He was a little unhappy, but he still pretended not to hear it and did not pursue it.

It takes time for the teacher to give the test papers, so Rong Shiyi's additional test was moved to before school in the morning.

With such an episode, Director Wang did not pursue the relationship between them anymore. He waved his hand and asked Rong Shiyi to prepare for the exam.

When he came out of the office, Rong Shiyi pulled Song Ci's sleeve and said unsure:

"Hey, what if I can't do it if I change the question."

"Then I will expel you from the sect and I will never meet again in this life."

Song Ci was imitating the bitterness of the TV series.

In response, Rong Shiyi rolled his eyes at him:

"I will never meet again, and there are such good things? I can't ask for it."

Looking at his expression, Song Ci laughed twice, then rubbed his hair:

"The same difficulty and knowledge points, no matter how much the question changes, it will change the soup and not the medicine. We can do it."

"I borrow your good words."

Rong Shiyi sighed, then he raised his eyes, and found that something seemed wrong with the passing classmates looking at them.

He was shocked and thought of the thing in the school newspaper today, so he took a big step to the side as if he was suspicious:

"Student Song Ci, please keep a distance from me in public to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

"?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

His tone was shallow, and he couldn't hear too much emotion, so he said:

"Rong Shiyi."

"Um?"

Rong Shiyi felt excited.

Judging from past experience, there is most likely no good thing after Song Ci calls him the full name, so before Song Ci speaks out, he is ready to escape.

Sure enough, Song Ci's devil claws stretched towards him.

Rong Shiyi ran away, but before he could run out a few steps, he was hugged by Song Ci from behind.

Song Ci put his waist with one hand and held him with the other hand and pushed the person against the wall.

Rong Shiyi resisted stubbornly, kicking her legs randomly, but it was useless, and the person was still pressed against the wall.

Song Ci controlled his arms, and then rubbed his chin against Rong Shiyi's hair and cheeks like a large dog.

Rong Shiyi cannot escape and cannot escape, and she feels extremely insecure.

Song Ci's soft hair rubbed against his neck, and he got goosebumps all over his body and his heart pounded.

Rong Shiyi was blocked against the wall in this posture for the first time, and his ear tips turned red for a moment:

"Uh, Song Ci! Are you young and naive!!!"

"Stop rubbing! Get started!!!"

“Keep distance?”

Under his condemnation, Song Ci stopped and asked in a low voice.

When he spoke, his breath was warm and swept to Rong Shiyi's ears, itchy.

Rong Shiyi surrendered:

"I'm wrong, it's okay!"

Hearing this, Song Ci let him go with satisfaction.

Rong Shiyi didn't relieve her heartbeat for a while. He attributed this to being angry with Song Ci, so he returned to the classroom in a depressed mood.

He really didn't understand why there was such a hateful guy like Song Ci in the world. After Song Ci made such a fuss just now, he couldn't even see math problems!

Rong Shiyi threw the pen and lay wilted on the table, raising his hand to touch the back of his neck.

Xiao Lin had just returned from the wild outside. He sat in his seat, took a big sip of water, and then asked Rong Shiyi:

"Rongrong, I heard that the math teacher in Class 3 is causing trouble for you? What's the situation?"

Rong Shiyi sighed heavily:

"He suspected that I copied the Song Ci test and wanted to give me another set of questions to write. Isn't this? I'm reviewing it carefully."

"Damn! Why is this so? Why didn't he say that Song Ci copied you?"

Rong Shiyi was somewhat speechless:

"You think with your feet, is this possible?"

"Yes. Then you didn't criticize him? Squirt him so hard."

Rong Shiyi frowned:

"Come on, the grades were not good at all, and if you throw away your qualities, it would be even more despised and you wouldn't bother to worry about it."

"Tsk." Xiao Lin gave a thumbs up:

“Perfect.”

"screw you."

Rong Shiyi was too lazy to pay attention to him and lowered his head to do his own questions.

But no matter how serious he is, he still can't get rid of his sleepy problem when he sees mathematics.

So, when the class bell rang and Xiao Lin turned to look at Rong Shiyi again, the man was already asleep and unconscious.

This is Yun Qingqing's Chinese class. As soon as she came in, she saw the students in her class doing it straight and looking at her with their eyes glowing.

Except for her Chinese class representative who was unconscious at the table.

But Yun Qingqing saw Rong Shiyi's efforts during this period, and it was not impossible to do this occasionally. So she waved her hand to stop Xiao Lin, who was trying to wake up Rong Shiyi, and just continued to talk about things herself.

She put the transcript on the podium, looked at the students below with a smile, and asked:

"Does everyone know the results?"

"I know, I know!"

Some people couldn't help but answer, which caused laughter.

Since the last basketball incident and Rong Shiyi's encouragement, more than half of the students in Class 10 have been up and started to study hard. The teacher started with the basics and found that there were Song Ci lectures in self-study classes to check for omissions. After more than half a month, except for the part of the people who were particularly poor in their foundation and still lying on their own, the rest of the students have made more or less progress.

Although the progress has not been very large, the progress of dozens of people combined is also very exciting.

"Teacher Qingqing, we are so good, don't you praise us?"

While laughing and making fun, a boy who usually likes to make jokes suggested.

During this period, Yun Qingqing had a lot of close relationships with classmates in Class 10, and everyone called her "Teacher Qingqing" affectionately.

This is the first time Yun Qingqing has been a class teacher. Seeing that her students are happy, she is happier herself, so she nodded and praised:

"You are all the best, the pride of the teacher. All the teachers in our class are very happy. But you can't be proud. Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Stabilizing your mindset is the most important thing. We will make progress in the next monthly exam."

"good--"

Yun Qingqing smiled and waited for them to be excited. She paused and said mysteriously:

"In addition to compliments today, I have a gift to you."

When the gifts were mentioned, everyone was quiet and waiting for Yun Qingqing to announce it.

Yun Qingqing didn't keep her from keeping her from being shut up, and said, clearing her throat:

"For everyone's efforts, Director Wang specially pleaded for our class, so the program of Class 10 in the Cultural Festival has been allowed to be added!"

"yeah!!"

The classroom was quiet for a few seconds, then there was a burst of cheers and applause, and a boy even jumped up from a chair and ran around the classroom.

The entire classroom was immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

In fact, if you really want to follow it, the program of the Cultural Festival is not particularly important, but the reason why it has such a high status in everyone's mind is that it is all about dignity.

They are no longer children left behind by the large army!

"Silence first."

Yun Qingqing saw them crazy for a while, then raised her hand and made a stop gesture, and began to talk about the serious matter:

"Because next week is a cultural festival, our program rehearsal time is very short, and we need to set the program content and report it today. Can we discuss this class?"

"Yes!" A boy raised his hand:

"I can go up and sing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau while performing a big stone in my chest!"

"Come on, then we're not involved."

"Or else act in a stage play!"
To be continued...