Song Weizhi was a decent liberal arts student. He was very poor at mathematics and knew nothing about physics and chemistry.
When he finished the pre-subject examination, he thought he was going to escape the clutches of science. However, the entrance examination poured cold water on him - Sanjiang No. 1 Middle School arranged nine-subject examinations, and their physics teacher was very strict.
If God closes your doors and windows, he will definitely lift the roof for you.
This sentence was vividly explained when Song Weizhi saw that the person sitting in front of him was Duan Yuqing, the god of war in science in the next class.
Song Weizhi pulled up the chair and sat down with Da Ma Jin Dao: "Classmate..."
Duan Yuqing looked shy: "I know I'm handsome, but my classmate is straight."
Song Weizhi kept smiling: "No, classmate, actually..."
Duan Yuqing was flattered: "Classmate, don't get so close, I'm shy."
Song Weizhi's smile cracked.
Song Weizhi wanted to slap this narcissist with a brick to wake him up.
Then he actually took a book to shoot him.
Fortunately, they were divided into different classes. After all, the thought of such a person in the class next to his made him feel uncomfortable.
With a look of relief on his face, he walked to his seat like a spring breeze.
Then his face turned into a dazzling disco ball in a nightclub, and he was blue and purple for a while.
He saw Duan Yuqing sitting beside his seat casually.
He looked at the seating chart again, and there were a few big words at the top: Mixed Arts and Science Class.
Ha ha. So lucky.
Duan Yuqing was smiling and looked up. When he saw the face of his deskmate, a disco ball suddenly appeared on his face.
Duan Yu smiled coolly: "You should be sitting at the same table with a moron and a violent maniac? It's quite interesting."
Song Weizhi said calmly: "Are you going to be roommates with a severe narcissist? What a bad luck."
Intention: Practice diligently and practice diligently, do not indulge in daydreams