章 87: Chapter 87 : Compared with her, you are still miserable
As Joyce put down the chalk in his hand, the history class officially began. Fu Hua immediately turned around and looked at Joyce seriously on the podium.
Han Feng also turned around and listened to the class carefully, but Han Feng didn't know that Fu Hua, who was listening carefully, had actually been observing him, but it was so hidden that no one could find it.
Fu Hua didn't look sideways, and even took notes in his hand. He looked at Han Feng with his peripheral vision and observed Han Feng.
The more he observed, the stronger the feeling of familiarity became. He always felt that he had met Han Feng somewhere, or met someone like Han Feng, but there was no impression in his memory, which made Fu Hua puzzled.
A day passed. During this period, Han Feng and Fu Hua spoke very little. As soon as class was over, Han Feng would be squeezed away by the girls who came around. Even if class was in session, Han Feng would not look at Fu Hua who was listening carefully. Feel free to speak.
At the end of the day's class, Han Feng said hello to Fu Hua, waved to the three people who were about to leave, put the books on the table into the desk hall, simply packed them up and followed the flow of people outside the classroom. go.
Walking in the corridor, Han Feng was stopped by Ji Zi who was holding documents. Han Feng turned around and looked at Ji Zi who was walking over with a smile in confusion: "Ji Zi...Teacher, is there something wrong?"
Ji Zi walked up to Han Feng and smiled like a flower: "Xiao Feng, I have good news for you."
Han Feng was stunned: "Huh? Good news, what good news?"
Ji Zi stretched out her free hand and patted the good shoulder: "The set of test papers that the academic affairs team has prepared for you has been completed. We have decided to take the test today next week. Do you think this is good news? "
Ji Zi's words immediately made Han Feng stand on the spot, and his mind suddenly thought of the declaration of war that he was forced to agree to. Ji Zi patted Han Feng's shoulder again, and walked away in a good mood. Han Feng's face was ashen. Standing there looking at Jizi who left happily
Back in the dormitory, Han Feng saw the figure sitting on the sofa reading a book. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly took off his shoes and ran towards him.
"Teacher! Help me!"
Joyce raised his head and looked at Han Feng rushing towards him in horror, and hurriedly left the sofa. Han Feng fell onto the soft sofa with a "pop".
Han Feng suddenly stood up, rushed towards Joyce who was about to run, and hugged Joyce's thigh: "Teacher! Help!"
Joyce held the book, dragged his legs, looked at Han Feng who was holding his legs and wailing, and said: "Let go first, let go first."
Han Feng let go of Joyce's legs and stood up. Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, put down the book in his hand, straightened his clothes and said, "Tell me, what exactly am I trying to save you from?"
Han Feng also tidied up his somewhat messy clothes: "Teacher, please help me with my lessons."
Joyce seemed to have thought of something after hearing Han Feng's words. She looked at Han Feng with interest and said, "It seems that Miss Jizi told you."
Han Feng nodded, and Joyce said happily: "Did you know that I was the one who produced your history paper?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Joyce with the eyes of a class enemy.
Joyce smiled nonchalantly: "So, you are looking for help from the enemy."
Han Feng looked frustrated, but after a moment, Han Feng regained his composure, and his confident aura made Joyce stunned for a moment.
Then Han Feng's movements stunned Joyce even more. Han Feng squatted down and hugged Joyce's thigh again. He started to play and roll around like a child, which made Joyce's head grow bigger.
Helpless, Joyce had no choice but to agree to Han Feng's request. Looking at the various textbook exercises that Han Feng took out, Joyce said quietly: "Does this count as surrendering to the enemy?"
In this way, Han Feng started a six-day sprint study. He got up early every day but did not do morning exercises. He came to class early for self-study. In addition to reading during class time, he even ate and read at the same time. different textbooks.
During training, Han Feng completed the training content as quickly as a mad dog, and then lay on the ground reading a book as tired as a dead dog.
During the break, Fu Hua looked at Han Feng who was working hard to solve the exercises and hesitated for a moment and said: "Han Feng, although studying is good, as female warriors...the most important thing is for us to learn how to fight. These two Through my observation, I discovered that Han Feng spends almost all his time studying and rarely has time to train, and..."
Hearing what Fu Hua said, Han Feng raised his head and looked at Fu Hua with a sad face. This made Fu Hua, who still wanted to say something, not know what to say.
Han Feng threw the paper in his hand on the table and slumped on the chair tiredly, facing Fu Hua. Han Feng told him about the exam in frustration.
After listening to what Han Feng said, Fu Hua opened his mouth and spit out "My condolences."
This made Han Feng, who was already frustrated, even more frustrated. At this time, Fu Hua said again: "I hope you can stay intact...ahem! Win this victory."
Han Feng looked at Fu Hua with a strange expression as if he had bitten his tongue. After a while, Han Feng sighed and said, "Thank you for your blessing."
After saying that, Han Feng straightened up and picked up a textbook and continued to read it carefully.
Kiana came over happily and said hello to Fu Hua. Kiana hummed a song and came to Han Feng: "What's the matter? I'm so bitter and resentful."
Han Feng raised his head and looked at Kiana and said, "Why are you alone? Where are Mei and Bronya?"
Kiana pulled the stool at Han Feng's front table and sat down: "They were called away by Aunt Jizi. It seems like something happened."
Han Feng glanced at Kiana and suddenly remembered something. He closed the book and said mysteriously: "Kiana, let me tell you something."
Kiana looked at the mysterious Han Feng and became interested: "What's going on?"
Han Feng cleared his throat and said, "Do you still remember the exam before our training?"
Hearing Han Feng's words, Kiana waved her hands with an unhappy look on her face: "Why are you bringing this up?"
Han Feng chuckled: "Because there is an exam next Tuesday!"
Suddenly, Kiana's expression collapsed: "No way! I just took the exam when I came back!"
Han Feng nodded with great certainty. Immediately, Kiana ran out with a sad face, shouting as she ran: "Mei! Help me!"
Looking at Kiana running out, Han Feng suddenly felt a joyful emotion rising from his heart.
At this time, Fu Hua's confused voice sounded: "What's wrong with her?"
Han Feng, who was in a much happier mood, told Fu Hua about Kiana again. After listening to Han Feng's words, Fu Hua nodded clearly: "But compared to her, you are more miserable."
This sentence immediately knocked down Han Feng, who was still a little happy. His face fell, and Han Feng continued to look at the textbook in his hand with bitterness.
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