Adrian Xu and the League of Schools Chapter 1

Linjiang No. 6 Middle School 2019 high school second grade baseline test, Chinese paper.

The exam lasts 150 minutes and the total score is 150 points.

Candidate score: 48.

Mathematics:36.

English:22.

Comprehensive science: 59.

...

Several test papers were placed on the desk, each of which was covered with terrible crosses, one worse than the other. The examiner soon discovered that this normal marking method was not applicable to this candidate, so he left only a few sparse red ticks on another page.

Two words were written in the name column in a ferocious manner, as sloppy as if they were overgrown with weeds, but the strokes were sharp.

Candidate’s name: Adrian Xu.

"Take a look at your score on the placement test."

"You are still a long way from the average score of 30. Forget about preparing for the college entrance exam. I think you will have to repeat junior high school with your level!"

The head teacher Richard Meng raised his voice and shouted so loudly that half of the corridor outside the office could hear: "I have not explained all these questions in class. They are all easy questions! I sprinkled some rice on the test paper, and Ji Meng got more questions right than you. What's wrong with you? Are you here to study or just to waste your time?!"

Adrian Xu has been standing in the office for six minutes.

He had heard similar words so many times that he looked far away and fixed his gaze on the wall clock behind Richard Meng. He guessed that the next line would be "If you don't want to learn, get out of here as soon as possible."

really.

Richard Meng slammed the withheld test papers in his hand on the corner of the table: "I don't care what you were like before. Now that you are in Class 7 of Grade 2, you should behave yourself. If you don't want to study hard, get out as soon as possible!"

Adrian Xu looked very sleepy and closed his eyes a little, making it clear that he didn't want to listen to any nonsense.

Richard Meng: ...

Although Richard Meng spoke harshly, he felt uneasy inside.

In fact, he didn't dare to talk to this student, but after all, he had just taken over, so he had to give him some authority.

When the classes were just divided in the second year of high school, I don't know what the school was thinking, probably to balance it out, so they stuffed two top students into his class - the top student and the last student in the grade were both transferred over.

The boy standing next to his desk looked out of place in the entire office environment.

The students coming in and out of the office were all wearing school uniforms, except for him, who was wearing a black T-shirt with graffiti on it. If you looked closely, you couldn't make out what the pattern was.

The boy was tall and thin, with his eyes downcast, looking like he hadn't gotten enough sleep from morning self-study. He stood there, as if he didn't care about anything.

This problem student has extremely low grades in all subjects, his bad academic record both in and out of school cannot be counted on ten fingers, and he never wears school uniform. This is the first time Richard Meng has encountered such a problem student in all his years of teaching.

Linjiang No. 6 Middle School is a key school anyway. Although it is not among the top key schools in District A, the score line is just at the bottom, and it was promoted from a general high school two years ago.

Richard Meng put aside the matter of the baseline test for the time being and asked, "Where did you go after the test yesterday? Did you sneak out of school again?"

At this point, the boy barely stood up straight and asked casually: "Did anyone see me leaving school?"

Richard Meng: "Not really."

Adrian Xu hesitated for a moment: "Did the surveillance camera capture it?"

Richard Meng: "...No."

Adrian Xu made it clear that he had made sure that he had left school perfectly, so he answered frankly: "I didn't leave school."

...

Richard Meng was organizing his words in his mind and wanted to say something else.

But Adrian Xu really had no patience left.

"Teacher," he said, "if it's about grades, that's enough. You teach your lessons. As for whether I learn or how much I learn, that's my own business. You really don't need to tell me all this."

Adrian Xu's voice was not loud. The noisy office was filled with the sound of flipping books, teachers assigning assignments, and students chatting and laughing as they came in and out. He said this casually and it did not attract attention.

Richard Meng heard it clearly and was shocked by the casual and arrogant words. After a long while, he said: "What are you talking about? Is this the attitude to talk to a teacher? Then why are you still studying here?!"

Adrian Xu met his eyes without dodging.

Richard Meng then realized that the boy in front of him had violated school rules and regulations not only by "not wearing a school uniform", but he even wore an earring on his right ear. The earring was surrounded by a layer of silver on the black chalcedony. The sharpness of this not-so-low-key black earring was half obscured by the hair.

What are you studying for?

This sentence went around in Adrian Xu's mind several times.

"Just think of me as someone who is just here to pass the time," Adrian Xu said after a while, reaching out and taking the test paper off the table. He held it in his hand and said nonchalantly, "Don't bother with me."

Adrian Xu was the only one whose test paper was withheld in the entire class. When he entered the classroom with the test paper, the originally lively class suddenly became quiet, just like a movie that was playing happily but someone suddenly pressed the pause button.

A boy in the front row of the classroom was sticking his B*tt out with his upper body pressed against the desk, and was stretching out his hand to grab the biscuits from his classmates in the second row. When he saw him come in, he kept this posture strangely and did not move.

"The school bully is too murderous," the boy whispered, "I dare not move. I am so tired. Can you give me a piece of your biscuit..."

For all the students in Class 7 of Grade 2, the moment they saw the class division list, the only word that could describe their mood was suffocation.

Two days ago, the whole grade stood at the school gate with fear.

"Which class is Adrian Xu in?"

"Class 7, that's OK, I'm in Class 6."

"Fcuk, I'm from Class 7..."

"What kind of luck is this, brother? Hang in there. There are only two years left in high school. It's just two years. Time flies like a white horse. It will pass quickly."

Who is Adrian Xu?

The famous school bully.

He is known as an oddball in school.

In his first year of high school, because he didn't wear the school uniform, the grade director got angry several times. He made him stand in the corner as punishment, called his parents, and made him stand in front of the whole school to reflect on his mistakes. But in the end, it didn't work. He still didn't wear the uniform.

Linjiang No. 6 Middle School has a strong faculty, rigorous school spirit and the school motto of "civilization and harmony, diligence and truth-seeking". There is no second one like it even after digging for more than ten years.

Adrian Xu walked past them and went to the last row.

Even when he left the office, the T-shirt and jeans he wore still didn't fit in with the surrounding atmosphere, and it was even more eye-catching among the pile of gray-blue school uniforms in the classroom.

He was tall and was late on the day of reporting, so there were only two empty seats in the class, and there was no other seat to choose from except the last row. The remaining empty seat was on his left, across the aisle, and had been vacant since yesterday, saying that he had asked for leave.

Adrian Xu didn't care who the absent person was. He dragged out the chair and planned to continue sleeping. When he was dragging the chair, the boy in the front row couldn't help but shake the pen he was holding.

Adrian Xu thought about it, picked up the chair, leaned down slightly, and patted his shoulder with his other hand.

The boy's pen almost flew out, and he had to turn around and ask, "What do you want me to do?"

Adrian Xu: "Aren't you crowded?"

"ah?"

Adrian Xu pointed at the boy's chest, which was pressed tightly against the edge of the desk. He estimated that the range of movement he left for himself was no more than 30 centimeters. If he wanted to go to the toilet, he had to slide down, squat, and then crawl out from under the desk. He asked again: "Are you not crowded?"

The boy opened his mouth: "I..."

Of course I squeezed in, but I didn’t dare to say it! I didn’t dare to get too close to you!

Adrian Xu was so tired of waiting for a reply that he simply pulled his desk back a little.

During the first English class in the morning, Adrian Xu was about to lie down to meet Zhou Gong in advance when someone knocked twice on the window beside him.

Several heads tried to pry open the windows and poked their heads in from the corridor: "Boss."

Adrian Xu put his hand behind his neck and tilted his head slightly when he heard the sound: "I want to sleep, if you have to fart, let it out quickly."

The boy leading the group had the most popular thick bangs and a dark skin, but he looked very energetic. He sighed and said, "We are separated too far this time. You are in Class 7 and I am in Class 1, at the end and at the end. How can we play games together in class from now on?"

Although Adrian Xu was famous and most people avoided him, at this age, boys at that age didn't need any special conditions to play together, just playing two games was enough. Adrian Xu's popularity was not bad. When he was in the first year of high school, there was always a circle of people in the back row of the classroom after each class.

Sometimes, gaming skills are much more practical than academic performance.

The first time Adrian Xu and Tyler Zhang played games together was when he made his first self-criticism in front of the whole school. After reading the self-criticism, Adrian Xu concluded with the last sentence "I was wrong, but I can't promise that I won't make the same mistake again next time."

After saying this, the whole school was in an uproar.

After getting off the flag-raising platform, Tyler Zhang said to him sincerely: "Fcuk, you are quite awesome."

Tyler Zhang then said, "Did you go to the teacher's office just now? I heard that you made your class teacher, Mr. Meng, very angry."

Adrian Xu did not comment.

After Tyler Zhang finished his sigh, he continued to try hard to look into their class through the window. This time, he not only stuck his head in, but also squeezed his upper body in, looking around Class 27.

Adrian Xu finally came to his senses. He leaned back. He had long legs, so even with his legs bent, he could still stride a long distance. "What on earth are you doing here?"

Tyler Zhang revealed his true purpose: "We are here to see the God of Learning."

Adrian Xu, who was busy sleeping during the test and didn't care who his classmates were, said: "?"

"No, the word 'see' is not appropriate. It should be 'look up to'. Yes, I came to look up to the academic god," Tyler Zhang said, "the one who got the highest score in the middle school entrance exam and won the first prize in the municipal league in the first year of high school. He was made into a big-character poster and posted on the honor wall at the school gate. Don't you know that your class was divided very creatively this year? One is you, and the other is the academic god."

When Adrian Xu heard this, he suddenly laughed.

He waved at Tyler Zhang: "Come closer, talk to me."

Tyler Zhang approached without any precautions.

Adrian Xu rolled up the test paper he had just brought back from the office and slammed it on his head: "Are you looking for a fight? You're just looking at the academic genius, but you're still trying to put him down? It's quite creative to let you come here standing and leave sideways today. Do you want to try it?"

"I was wrong, big brother, I shouldn't have framed you," Tyler Zhang bent down and hid back, muttering as he hid, "But big brother, why can't I find you after searching for so long? Are all the people in your class here?"

It is true that not all the people came.

Adrian Xu threw the test paper on the table, his eyes swept across the narrow aisle beside him, and fell on the empty seat next to him.

In the teacher's office.

When the bell rang for class, Richard Meng was still immersed in the conversation he had just had with the problem student in the new class, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

A teacher passed by him with a lesson plan, and seeing that he was still studying Adrian Xu's score, he stopped and said, "Teacher Meng, don't think too much. That child has always been like this. When he was in the first year of high school, several teachers tried to stop him but it was useless. If it really doesn't work, just let him go. Not every student wants to study hard."

Richard Meng was different from other teachers. He got angry all of a sudden: "I just don't believe that I can't cure him. I, Richard Meng, have been teaching for more than 20 years and the word 'give up' has never appeared in my dictionary."

...

"Mr. Meng, I support you spiritually," the teacher looked at the time and said, "Well, I have to go to class now."

Other teachers were interested in this topic and asked while marking homework: "Mr. Meng, do you have any ideas?"

Richard Meng pondered for a long time and flipped through a few books on "How to Correctly Guide Students". He finally came up with an idea: "He may have a resistance to teachers. I plan to try one-on-one guidance and find a good student to guide him."

Richard Meng said this and took out another stack of test papers at hand.

Adrian Xu was not the only one whose test paper was withheld. There was another stack of test papers next to Adrian Xu's, but the reason for withholding them was completely different. Adrian Xu's test papers were really poorly done, but this stack of papers was simply because the answers were too good, so the teacher kept them as examples and printed several copies to distribute in each class.

Except for the six points deducted in Chinese, he got full marks in almost all other subjects.

The first line of the test paper on the top of the pile reads: Linjiang No. 6 Middle School 2019 high school sophomore placement test, mathematics paper, full mark 150, score: 150.

Candidate’s name: Nathan Shao.

It’s a new beginning. I don’t know how many people are here. It’s a new challenge. I’m still nervous, but I’ll try my best!