This Is Called Poor Students Class? This Is The Whole Class!

The monthly exam results came out.

The whole sophomore year was blown up.

There are 19 classes in Zhenzhong's sophomore year.

Classes 1, 2, and 3 are science experiment classes.

Classes 4 and 5 are liberal arts experimental classes.

Classes 6 to 10 are ordinary liberal arts classes, with an alternative class of Class 9 mixed in between.

Classes 11 to 19 are ordinary science classes.

For each monthly exam, midterm exam, and final exam, the top 200 students in the science class and the top 100 students in the liberal arts class will be announced on the bulletin board of the teaching building.

Before the first class in the afternoon, the bulletin board was full of sophomore students.

No one in the other classes would have thought that Class 9, Grade 2, would make a counterattack in this weekly exam!

Class 9, Grade 2?

What class is that?

The school's famous class for poor students? !

The first place in the liberal arts class came from Class 9 of the second year of high school?

The students who saw the list went crazy.

"Who can tell me what's going on here?"

"Who is this Shi Yunfeng?"

"Fuck! What are you talking about? He also participated in this year's Math Olympiad competition?"

"Class 9, a liberal arts class, and a class for poor students. The students participated in the Mathematical Olympiad? And they got the first place in the city?"

"Brother, are you making up a story?"

"I believe you are a ghost!"

"Is it someone with the same name and surname?"

"Same name and surname, what the hell, it's from class 9!"

...

In the classroom of Class 1, Grade 2, Feng Tangsong was sitting on his seat reading a book.

In this weekly exam, he performed normally, ranking fourth in the class and seventh in the science class.

Since he was eliminated by the Olympiad competition team, he was not discouraged, but worked harder.

People with good academic performance generally have endogenous self-motivation, and will not give up lightly because of trivial things.

If he, Feng Tangsong, was that kind of person, he would have been dismissed because of his poor grades and rolled into the ordinary class.

Frustration is a stumbling block for some and a catalyst for others.

If you can't go to the Olympiad, then the college entrance examination will determine the winner?

With Feng Tangsong's IQ and 985 base strength, why should he panic?

After a while, the news that Shi Yunfeng got the first place in the liberal arts class spread throughout the second year of high school.

When it was passed to classes 1, 2, and 3, many students were more surprised than those who watched the excitement.

There is no other reason. In these three experimental classes, many of them were classmates of Shi Yunfeng in the first year of high school.

"Little Prince Olympiad, I have some amazing news for you."

Xie Yuqing, Feng Tangsong's deskmate, slipped back into the classroom from the door, jumped onto the seat, and said to Feng Tangsong with a mysterious face.

The Olympiad Little Prince is the nickname given to him by his classmates who are familiar with Feng Tangsong in the class.

It's just that since he was picked up by the school's Math Olympiad team, this nickname has changed.

Except for his deskmate Xie Yuqing who kept calling Feng Tangsong the nickname, other students who knew the inside story no longer called him that.

"What? Did you see another school girl who couldn't move her legs?"

Feng Tangsong asked with a teasing smile without even raising his eyelids.

The nickname Little Prince of Mathematical Olympiad, is it ironic?

Satire!

But Feng Tangsong is not an ordinary person. The reason why he can tolerate his deskmate Xie Yuqing calling him that is not only because Xie Yuqing is his good friend, but also because he wants to use this to motivate and spur himself.

At first, Shi Yunfeng passed from the experimental class to the ordinary class, and suddenly fell into the worst poor student class in the whole grade.

Why does Feng Tangsong look down on him?

Is it normal to look down?

But some time ago, this high school student who had been in the poor student class for a long time, actually participated in the selection of the Mathematical Olympiad?

Moreover, he crushed himself with absolute strength and squeezed out his original seat in the Mathematical Olympiad?

Don't he hate Feng Tangsong?

hatred!

During that time, even when he was sleeping and dreaming at night, he was gnashing his teeth.

But he is Feng Tangsong after all, the top student in the experimental class, and the top student in the second grade of Zhenzhong High School.

If he was defeated so easily, what qualifications does he have to climb the peak in his future life?

This is the difference between a master and a scumbag.

The same thing, their way of thinking is not the same.

He Feng Tangsong lost to Shi Yunfeng, that's right.

But the entire Zhenhua Middle School, even the entire Zhongnan City, and the whole country, how many people of the same age would lose to Feng Tangsong?

His spirit was not exhausted.

He, Feng Tangsong, is still extremely proud!

Xie Yuqing slapped Feng Tangsong on the shoulder and did not continue to show off.

"Shi Yunfeng won the first place in the liberal arts class!"

As he said that, he still didn't forget to emphasize: "The Shi Yunfeng who pushed you down!"

Feng Tangsong was not interested in the release of monthly exams or rankings.

Because his grades are stable enough.

Since entering Zhenhua Middle School in the first year of high school, she has been very stable.

In the subject of mathematics, there are only a handful of people in the whole grade who can wrestle with him.

Is it just the monthly exam ranking? What is there to watch?

Therefore, he never went to the bulletin board to read the list.

His arrogance is etched in his bones.

At this moment, upon hearing Xie Yuqing's words, Feng Tangsong's hand, which was flipping through the book, suddenly trembled.

"Oh?"

"Oh!"

Continue to flip through the book.

"Fuck, what's your reaction?"

Xie Yuqing was stunned.

Oh? Oh!

this one?

"That's Shi Yunfeng who snatched your seat in the Mathematical Olympiad!"

"He got the first place in the liberal arts class!"

"Do you have a fever? Are you feeling unwell?"

Saying that, Xie Yuqing stretched out his hand to touch Feng Tangsong's forehead.

Snapped!

The hand was slapped open by Feng Tangsong.

"The number one in the liberal arts class is the first in the liberal arts class. What does it have to do with me?"

Feng Tangsong sneered, "Can you still participate in the ranking of our science class?"

Xie Yuqing was taken aback, "Are you not in a hurry?"

"What am I anxious about?" Feng Tangsong asked back.

"Did you read too many novels, what kind of villain do you want me to be?"

"I said, can you be more realistic, kid?"

"I used to look down on him, that's right, who made him drop from the experimental class to the last poor student class?"

"Now that he's ranked first in liberal arts, that means he's still making progress."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

"Am I worthy of going online?"

Xie Yuqing scratched his head, what the fuck, what he said seemed to make sense.

Feng Tangsong said again: "He and I should not be friends, but we may not be enemies either."

"You kid, it's better to read less online novels. In this monthly exam, you fell below the top 50, right?"

Xie Yuqing shrugged, "But that book "Fights Break the World" is really well written, it makes me think about it day and night, and I can't stop."

"It would be great if I could get to know the author named 'Potato Tomato', so that I can watch the plot ahead of time."

Most students with good academic performance spend much more time playing than students with average grades.

Xie Yuqing likes to read novels, Feng Tangsong likes to play games, and other students in the class also have their own hobbies.

But as top students, they can carry themselves clearly and know restraint and severity.