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    Wen Yijia knew a long time ago that not everyone likes to suck and eat.  He opened his brows and nodded to her: "Yes."

    Continue to suck up.

    Song Yingying didn't like to suck and eat, and felt uncomfortable, so she took a big bite.  The chocolate crispy crust and the vanilla ice cream were chewed together, the cold and soft and crunchy taste instantly made her squint her eyes with a satisfied face.

    The two of them finished eating the ice cream and waited for a while before the bus came.

    "Your car is here, let's go!" Song Yingying waved to Wen Yijia.

    Wen Yijia shook his head: "I'll wait for the next one."

    "You want to send me off?" Song Yingying said in surprise, pointing to the sweat on his body, "You are not heat-resistant, go back quickly."

    Wen Yijia looked down at the sweaty clothes on her body, feeling a little ashamed.

    His upbringing told him not to go ahead of girls.  But he was too hot, sweat was all over his clothes, and he looked particularly embarrassed.  He looked at her indifferent look, thought for a while, and said, "Then I'll go first, be careful on the way."

    "Got it, see you tomorrow." Song Yingying waved to him.

    After Wen Yijia's car drove away, Song Yingying's car also arrived. She got in the car and went home.

    The next day, a few punks came to class as expected.

    A group of people with various hair colors, yellow, green, purple, and blue, entered the classroom, causing a sudden silence.

    The students looked at the past in unison.

    "We are here for class." The boy with yellow hair looked around the classroom, pointed at Song Yingying and said, "My sister asked us to come."

    The students looked at Song Yingying: "Your brother?"

    "Aren't you an only child?"

    Song Yingying stood up and said: "They see that I study well and call me sister, but I am not related by blood." She looked at the teacher again, "They are the students I mentioned, let them sit down?"

    She came early in the morning and told the teacher about the matter. The teacher knew about it and welcomed more students to class, so she nodded: "Sit down, keep quiet, and don't disturb other students."

    "Yes, teacher." Several boys sat down by the window.

    A group of mottled hair, crowded in a group of top students, is extraordinarily different.

    They basically couldn't understand what the teacher said, and they listened hard with their blank eyes open.

    Can't sleep, my sister will beat them.  If you can't speak, my sister will beat them.  Listening to lectures, those who spend money, have to listen to a few words.

    After the first class, everyone's eyes were dumbfounded. Even Song Yingying walked to the table and just looked at her blankly.

    Song Yingying sent several handwritten papers to each of them: "I wrote it last night. Your task today is to understand this paper. I will check it after school, and I will take the exam!" She threatened them,  "Those who fail the exam will be turned into a kite by me!"

    When a few people heard about spinning the kite, they were startled and came back to their senses: "Yes, yes, we will study it carefully, thank you sister!"

    Song Yingying just walked back.

    Her own physics scores are not very good, so she put in a lot of hard work and did a lot of simple, medium, and difficult exercises. Last night, she picked out a set of question types and gave them to a few boys.

    After school, Song Yingying checked the papers of several boys.

    When she gave them the questions, she also gave them the answers, and asked them to compare and study.  At this time, seeing that the paper was full of writing, she grinned, "Copied it?"

    Several boys dare not answer.

    Song Yingying picked up the pen, turned over the paper, and asked three more questions.

    "It's the same question type, but the parameters are changed. You can go home after completing these three questions." She tapped the pen and asked them to do the questions, "We can discuss it, let's start."

    A few boys formed a circle and studied three questions.

    The questions Song Yingying gave them were not difficult. They studied for a whole day and learned two types of questions.  It's just that after solving two problems, the third problem cannot be solved.

    "Sister, help!" Several boys looked at her pitifully and said.

    Song Yingying has been listening to them all the time, and knowing where they are stuck, she picks up a pen and tells them the key points.

    "Sister, you are amazing!" Several boys untied it, and immediately looked at her adoringly and said.

    Song Yingying snorted, picked up the pen, and asked another comprehensive question: "Now, solve it!"

    &nbTime and energy to accept new knowledge.

    ? Teacher Xu asked everyone to come to the office and arrange seats according to the test results of the last test.

    Bai Ling was the first, she picked the seat first.

    Because Wen Yijia's Chinese performance was too poor, the total score was two points lower than Bai Ling, so he became the second place, and then picked a seat.

    He still chose the back seat near the door.

    Song Yingying's result was slightly worse, ranking seventh.  But the classmates in front of her didn't want to sit at the same table with Wen Yijia, they all had familiar tablemates, so Song Yingying also returned to the back row, still sitting at the same table with Wen Yijia.

    Teacher Xu also specifically asked her: "No one is bullying classmate Wen Yijia now, do you want to go back to the front?"

    "Teacher, I am familiar with Wen Yijia, and I don't want to change." Song Yingying said, "Besides, he is good at science, so I can ask him to help with lectures without delaying his study. Besides, I am better at Chinese.  You can also make up some Chinese for him."

    Teacher Xu thought about it, the two students are quite complementary, so let's do it.

    A new semester has begun.

    The summer has not passed yet, and the high temperature from time to time makes everyone miserable.  Especially Wen Yijia, because of his size, he is not particularly heat resistant, and he always sweats profusely.  He didn't want to affect Song Yingying, so he tried to sit inside, trying to give her as much space as possible.

    Song Yingying noticed it, and asked the system: "Your son is so pitiful! Is there anything to cool you down?"

    "Yes, but it needs to be exchanged for points." The system said.

    Song Yingying said angrily: "This is your son! Your own son! You still want him to buy it? Is it your own? Doesn't your chip hurt!"

    The system said: "Okay, okay, no points, I'll give it to you." Give Song Yingying a bottle of perfume, let her put it on the table, treat it as an ordinary perfume, but it will subtly lower the temperature a little, without people noticing,  "I want to emphasize, I didn't give it to that fat man, it was for me Ying Bao'er! That fat boy is not worthy of me taking this out!"

    Song Yingying was so funny: "Okay, trust you."

    With this beautiful-looking bottle of perfume, Wen Yijia didn't sweat so much, and her embarrassment was much less, and she began to slowly put her energy into her studies.

    Soon came the first physical education class.

    "Are you still going to run?" Song Yingying looked at the sun above her head, "Shouldn't you run this time? It's very hot, I'm afraid you'll suffer from heat stroke."

    Wen Yijia shook her head: "I'll run slowly, it's okay."

    He persisted in every physical education class, and didn't want to give up easily: "If I can't bear it, I will stop."

    His bloated figure moved slowly on the runway.

    The students in Class 9 have formed the habit of running two laps according to the normal frequency first, and then the boys accompany Wen Yijia to run one more lap, and the girls cheer for everyone at the finish line.

    Then I saw Wen Yijia fell on the track.

    "He's fainted!" A boy cried out in panic.

    Everyone tried to lift him up, but because he was too fat, they couldn't lift him up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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