Standing punishment? Not a single one can be missed.

The next day.

Chen Guiliang woke up early and went to the cafeteria to eat meat buns.

Three consecutive days of full meals, with meat at every meal, made Chen Guiliang feel full of strength.

Even his sunken cheeks seemed to be filling out.

Chen Guiliang filled his stomach and came to the classroom, taking out his geography textbook to review.

He wasn't sure about being recommended, so he still had to study what he should.

History, geography, and politics were the easiest; he basically remembered the main knowledge points and only needed to supplement the forgotten parts.

No one supervised the morning self-study, but two-thirds of the boarding students in the class spontaneously came to the classroom one after another to study.

As the main class approached, more and more students arrived.

Bian Guanyue and Zheng Feng walked into the classroom one after the other.

Zheng Feng was a scheming kid. Relying on living relatively close to Bian Guanyue, he specifically woke up early today and walked one stop. He waited patiently at the stop where Bian Guanyue might get on the bus, reading a book.

Bus after bus passed, but Zheng Feng didn't get on.

After waiting for a full 40 minutes, he finally saw Bian Guanyue appear and got his wish to ride the same bus as the beauty.

But the countless words Zheng Feng had prepared were left unsaid due to his nervousness and awkwardness.

Their entire conversation was as follows:

"Morning, Student Bian."

"Morning."

"What a coincidence, you also get on here."

"Mm."

"Had breakfast?"

Bian Guanyue closed her eyes and pretended to nap, not speaking again until they got off the bus.

After getting off, there was no communication either.

Zheng Feng could only follow silently, pretending to walk side-by-side with the beauty. But this was already enough to satisfy him; he felt as if many boys were looking at him with envy on the way to the classroom.

Especially when entering the classroom with Bian Guanyue, Zheng Feng's beautiful illusion became even stronger.

It seemed like the entire class was looking at him!

Bian Guanyue stuffed her schoolbag into her desk and sat down, quietly waiting for class to start.

"Morning."

Chen Guiliang didn't even lift his head, continuing to review geography knowledge, only giving a polite greeting.

"Morning."

Bian Guanyue responded indifferently.

She had an excellent impression of Chen Guiliang. Besides him playing a trick on Li Jun last night, it was mainly because Chen Guiliang wasn't annoying.

Li Jun and Zheng Feng, on the other hand, were quite annoying to her.

After waiting for a while, before class officially started, Bian Guanyue spoke up on her own initiative: "Where in the county town do they sell bicycles?"

"I don't know." Chen Guiliang really didn't know.

After Chen Guiliang and Bian Guanyue both changed seats, Zheng Feng was already in the seat next to them in the front row. At this moment, he pricked up his ears and actually heard the conversation.

Zheng Feng ran over in a few steps: "Student Bian wants to buy a bicycle? I know where they sell them. Actually, I also want to buy one, we can ride to and from school together."

Bian Guanyue's attitude was cold: "No need."

"I..."

Zheng Feng hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.

His words fell to the ground, and he couldn't pick them up.

The Chinese teacher walked into the classroom, and the entire class quickly quieted down.

Only then did Chen Guiliang put away his geography book and say to Bian Guanyue: "I'll help you ask around."

Bian Guanyue said: "Thank you."

Zheng Feng had been eavesdropping the whole time, and at this moment, he felt very uncomfortable.

How handsome was he? Could he really not compare to Chen Guiliang?

Although Chen Guiliang was 1.8 meters tall, he was as thin as a bamboo pole. There wasn't even any flesh on his face; his cheeks were sunken, making him look like a skeleton.

Moreover, his academic performance wasn't much worse than Chen Guiliang's, and he had even surpassed him in this midterm exam.

Why did Bian Guanyue ignore him? Yet she was willing to accept Chen Guiliang's help.

He couldn't figure it out!

The Chinese teacher was named Li Runze, already over 50 years old, a Distinguished Teacher.

He never gets angry and is quite laid-back.

Li Runze didn't call out names one by one to hand out the papers. He walked to the podium and called out, "Class representative, hand out the midterm exams."

Chen Guiliang was the Chinese class representative.

While Chen Guiliang was busy handing out the papers, Li Runze unhurriedly opened his thermos, blowing on the floating tea leaves for a long time. He didn't take a single sip before closing the thermos again.

Chen Guiliang finished handing out the papers but couldn't find his own.

Li Runze took out a paper and said with a smile, "In this midterm exam, Chen Guiliang is once again first in Chinese. He lost 3 points on reading comprehension and 2 points on the essay, for a total score of 145."

"Wow!"

The students exclaimed in surprise.

Only Li Jun looked disdainful, muttering, "What's the use of being good at Chinese?"

Li Runze wasn't in a hurry to explain the midterm questions. Instead, he picked up the paper and said, "Chen Guiliang's essay is exceptionally well-written. I'll read it aloud as a model essay and then break it down section by section to explain why it received a high score..."

Chen Guiliang had been reborn during the math exam; the Chinese exam had already passed at that time.

At this moment, listening to his high school essay, he didn't feel much pride or glory.

Instead, it was... awkward.

It was so damn awkward, the whole essay was just forcing sorrow for the sake of writing new words.

How to describe this awkwardness? It was like a middle-aged person looking back at their QQ Space.

What the hell!

Li Runze read the essay once and began to analyze and appreciate it in detail: "This time's essay topic was 'Love,' with no title restrictions. Some students wrote about family love, some about friendship, and some about romantic love."

"Family love, friendship, and romantic love are all different forms of love. But Chen Guiliang, however, jumped out of these forms and directly discussed the essence of love. Especially the ending, which adapted a line from Li Yu's poem, changing it to 'Love is like spring grass, the further you go, the more it grows.' They say an essay should have a phoenix head, a pig belly, and a leopard tail. This is the leopard tail, concise and powerful, beautiful and enduring, leaving a lasting impression..."

"The concept of this essay is higher than that of ordinary essays, and it cleverly cited six allusions. Using allusions is also a bonus point, but you can't just use them randomly; some students didn't do well in this regard..."

Chen Guiliang didn't care anymore. As long as he wasn't awkward, the awkwardness was for others.

Moreover, no one seemed to find it awkward; the students were all listening attentively.

Especially the high-achieving students, who hoped to improve their future essay scores by studying Chen Guiliang's model essay.

Bian Guanyue couldn't help but steal a glance at Chen Guiliang.

This new deskmate is so good at writing! No wonder she heard last night that he was participating in the New Concept Competition.

The entire Chinese class, the teacher spent the whole time talking about the essay. Using Chen Guiliang's essay as an example, he dissected it word by word, sentence by sentence, elaborating on the techniques of writing.

"There are a few minutes left before class ends."

Li Runze looked at his watch: "You should carefully reflect on what I just said. To improve your essay scores, it's nothing more than reading and writing more. Reading ten thousand books, writing like a god – this is an unchanging truth throughout the ages. Chen Guiliang has done very well, even saving money from his meals to buy many extracurricular books to read."

Xu Haibo suddenly raised his hand: "Teacher, Chen Guiliang submitted an entry to the New Concept Competition this year!"

"Oh?"

Li Runze then smiled and nodded: "Participating in the New Concept Competition is also very good. If you win first prize, you can get recommended for university."

Xu Haibo held up the "Essay Denouncing Beauty" like a treasure and said, "Chen Guiliang's preliminary round essay was exceptionally well-written. I even copied a copy specifically."

"Bring it here, let me see," Li Runze said.

Xu Haibo scurried over and handed the essay to him.

The more Li Runze read, the more he liked it. He didn't hesitate to praise it: "Chen Guiliang's writing is getting more and more sophisticated. His level of thinking has already surpassed most high school students. I'll read this essay to everyone..."

Here we go again!

Fortunately, this essay wasn't childish.

The bell for the end of class finally rang, and Li Runze left with his thermos.

Today was Monday. Since the midterm exams were held in rotation for each grade, there was no morning exercise or flag-raising ceremony.

Chen Guiliang's Chinese paper was eagerly passed around by the good students in the front row.

This honor didn't last long. Next was math class.

The math teacher was named Lin Song.

While handing out the papers, Lin Song's face was grim: "Some students have an extremely improper attitude. Except for the multiple-choice questions, the rest of the paper is blank! If they couldn't do the problems, I wouldn't be so angry. But he can do the problems; he only got one multiple-choice question wrong!"

Chen Guiliang sighed inwardly: Teacher, I really couldn't do it.

"Chen Guiliang, stand up!"

Lin Song's tone was extremely heavy.

Chen Guiliang, who had just been repeatedly praised by the Chinese teacher, once again became the focus of the entire class.

Bian Guanyue was also very curious; the contrast was too great.

Lin Song asked, "Why did you only do the multiple-choice questions?"

Chen Guiliang said, "My stomach hurt."

"Nonsense!"

Lin Song exposed him on the spot: "Someone saw you hand in your paper early and then go to the bulletin board to set up a stall and sell books."

Li Jun was smug; it was he who had reported him.

A few minutes ago, Li Jun had specifically waited by the stairwell, just for the math teacher to appear.

He wanted to get revenge for losing face last night.

Lin Song reprimanded him for a while, his anger not yet subsided, and said, "Take your paper and stand there and listen to the lesson properly!"

Chen Guiliang sighed helplessly. Reborn, and he still had to stand.

The teacher started going over the math paper. Li Jun tilted his head and winked at Chen Guiliang. He even secretly gave him the middle finger and mouthed "idiot" at Chen Guiliang.

"Teacher Lin." Chen Guiliang returned the favor immediately.

Lin Song was impatient: "What is it?"

"Li Jun is disturbing my listening to the lesson, and he's also making gestures like this." Chen Guiliang made a circle with his left thumb and index finger and put his right middle finger into the circle, moving it back and forth.

This gesture, of course, represented a piston motion.

Li Jun quickly denied it: "Teacher, I didn't."

"You did."

"I didn't."

"You did."

"I didn't."

"..."

Lin Song was annoyed by the noise and finally said, "Stop arguing. Li Jun, you stand and listen to the lesson too."

"Why? He's slandering me!" Li Jun was so angry he slapped the table.

Lin Song already disliked bad students like Li Jun. Seeing that he even dared to slap the table and talk back, he finally lost his temper: "Stand up, and don't talk! If you dare to disrupt the class again, I'll talk to your parents at the parent-teacher meeting this weekend."

Li Jun stood up indignantly, glaring fiercely at Chen Guiliang.

Chen Guiliang returned a smile.

After a few more minutes, the more Li Jun thought about it, the angrier he got. He suddenly thought of someone to vent his anger on.

Li Jun shouted: "Teacher."

Lin Song frowned tightly: "What is it now?"

Li Jun pointed at his deskmate: "Guan Zhiqiang is reading a novel, he's not listening to the teacher explain the paper."

Guan Zhiqiang looked bewildered: You guys are fighting, what does that have to do with me?

Lin Song said: "Guan Zhiqiang also stands and listens to the lesson."

Guan Zhiqiang, who was caught in the crossfire, stood up weakly. He really wanted to beat Li Jun up.

Li Jun, however, had a smile on his face, feeling inexplicably much better.

Bian Guanyue looked left and right, observing the "Three Gods" who were standing and listening, feeling that this class seemed very interesting.

(Continue to sacrifice, strip away their luck to forge my golden body. This book is from a book friend: "2002: Starting with an Online Relationship with a Rich Beauty")