Wen Yuche, the famous God of War in No. 1 Middle School. Chinese, English, history, and geography, 140+ is like searching for something; if you add math, physics, chemistry, and biology together, the total score is no more than 100.
Jiang Zhi, a science monster who came along halfway. In mathematics, physics and chemistry, a perfect score in the subject is like drinking water; the reading comprehension on the Chinese language test paper is written like an alien code, and the essay score is appallingly low.
Lao Wang looked at these two extremes and slapped the table: "You two are locked together! We are at the same table! We complement each other! I will worry about whoever fails!"
Wen Yuche looked at the cold face of his new deskmate and showed a standard business smile: "Hey, Mr. Cao Lichong, could you please give me some advice in the future?" Jiang Zhi didn't even raise his head, and threw out an original book in English: "Shut up."
Later.
Wen Yuche lay on the table and pretended to be dead: "If you continue to study mathematics, your deskmate will die young..." Jiang Zhi put down his pen and pinched the back of his neck with an expressionless face: "Get up, let's talk about this question for the third time."
And later.
Everyone in the school knew that Jiang Zhi, the aloof academic god, had become Wen Yuche's exclusive humanoid plug-in. Wen Yuche also discovered that this "paramecium" not only lived upstairs in his house, but also seemed to be... Plotting against him?
Food Guide
1. The heartless and partial Chinese God of War (Suffer)
2. 1V1, HE, double academic master (pseudo), complementary shortcomings, two-way redemption.
3. The jokes about the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, the happy enemies, the daily quarrels with each other, the sweetness is beyond the limit.
4. Gong looks cold, but he is actually paranoid; Shou looks cheerful, but in fact he lacks love.
5. This article is purely fictitious. Please do not imitate sleeping in class or getting 23 points on the test.
Intention: When I repay the world with my truth, will the world still treat me like this?