The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 47 The cutest tablemate in the world (47)

The days passed at a leisurely pace.

When the results of the monthly exam at the end of November come out, the seats and tablemates will be changed according to the ranking of the results.

In order to continue to be at the same table with Shiyou, Luo Cimian worked hard to review for the first time.

Luo Cimian just doesn't study, his brain is very smart.

At the beginning, he was admitted to Jiangbei High School based on his strength.

After the results of the monthly exam, Shi You scored the first overall score and Luo Cimian the second overall score, which almost shocked everyone's jaws.

No! meeting! Bar!

This news completely shocked Ye Ze and the others.

Seeing Luo Cimian's back in the classroom instantly become sacred and tall, several people whispered to each other.

"Brother Mian is so awesome! It really gives us a face!" Several people were proud.

Ye Ze smiled mischievously, "A boy who falls in love is just so powerful."

Wei Bei: "With whom? Do I have 2G network? When did it happen? What did I miss?!"

Jiang Xia: "Who else can I be with! Of course it's a little fairy."

"I didn't see what kind of mood Brother Mian is in these few days. There is a rippling breath, and the spring breeze is blowing."

Ye Ze touched his face, and said melancholy, "Hey, I also want to find someone to make progress with me. I am going to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University. Unfortunately, no one falls in love with me. My face is not bad. These girls are really good. Know how to appreciate..."

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At the beginning, everyone suspected that Luo Cimian was just a coincidence. Until later, Luo Cimian was among the best in the big and small exams.

Everyone gradually accepted the fact that "as long as the school bully is willing, he can crush most people academically".

Luo Yishen fell to the third place in the overall score by one point.

On the day of changing positions, Shi You, who was the first in the class, and Luo Cimian, who was the second in the class, chose their positions first, and they chose to stay where they were.

Wang Fang, the head teacher, was a little suspicious.

Is there something wrong with the two of them?

I don't blame her for being sensitive, but as a head teacher of a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old children, she always thinks about it.

Wang Fang thought about it carefully, and then denied this guess.

Not to mention that student Luo Cimian often sleeps in class, even watching Shiyou, it is impossible for him to be in early love.

Shiyou looks like a well-behaved girl. Since she was transferred to the present, she has been dedicated and serious in her studies. The teachers of several subjects have praised her, saying that she has a good attitude towards learning and is a good seed.

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Break time between classes.

Nuan Wen came to Shiyou with a box of strawberry milk and put it on her desk, "Student Shiyou, this is a thank you gift from last time."

Shiyou took the milk, inserted the straw in it, and took a couple of sips, "It's delicious."

Nuannuan still stood where she was, as if she wanted to say something else.

Shiyou raised her eyebrows, wondering why the heroine still didn't leave.

"I don't understand two of the math test papers that were handed out yesterday, can I ask you for help?" Nuan Nuan asked shyly.

Shiyou blinked, "Now?"

"Can I? Will it bother you?"

"Just because I can do it doesn't mean I can speak it."

Wen Nuan took out the test paper hidden behind her, and said softly, "It's okay, can you tell me about your thinking?"

"En." Shiyou picked up the pen and turned over a blank page of draft paper.

"It doesn't matter if you draw directly on my test paper."

Shiyou changed a pencil, marked her test paper, and talked about her thoughts.

Tell her the hardest test questions in the easiest way.

Listening to Shiyou's eloquent explanation, Nuan whispered "um" from time to time.

The faces of the two were more than ten centimeters apart, and their elbows were almost touching.

The bully classmate who woke up at some point frowned: This girl is really... an eyesore.