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"Maybe I forgot something." Song Cheng turned around, and he shared half of Lin Zongjie's broken apple, "Let the school committee help me with everything in my old class."

Lin Zongjie complained unhappily, "Emotions are not from their family, so you can make troubles like this if you have something to do?"

"Isn't it that those who can do more work? The school committee is capable, and doing more things will not delay learning."

"If you don't delay your studies, don't you feel tired?"

After hearing this sentence, Song Cheng couldn't help curling his mouth while gnawing on the apple. Although he was thinking about it, it was just doing some homework, organizing activities, managing discipline, etc., which student leaders should do. That's all, as for the level of 'too tired'?

The complaints in my heart were all complaints, but my mouth still followed the words of the big president, Song Cheng said, "That's right, look at the tiredness of our school committee, people have lost a lot of weight."

When Han Lin ran out of the classroom, his heart was in a mess. His usual calmness and self-control were completely disturbed by that guy Lin Zongjie. Cut and play in my mind in an infinite loop.

Don't be mistaken.

But other people's carefree tempers usually do these things, but I am sensitive here and wander elsewhere.

Turning on the faucet in the bathroom, I wanted to pour cold water on my face to force myself to wake up, but who knew that just holding some water with my fingers, Han Lin was shocked by the coolness that seeped through.

At noon, along with the temperature of the tinkling lunch box, the warmth of Lin Zongjie's palm was also transmitted to the palm of Lin Zongjie's palm. He withdrew his hand almost reflexively. The feeling was sudden and real. Han Lin was quite frightened. He pressed the countertop of the sink with the palm of his hand, gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

It was at this moment that Liao Wei and his friends from the sports team came up the stairs next door with basketballs in their arms.

The teenagers walked briskly and their voices were crisp.

"What's the matter with President Lin? He ran away after training these few days, didn't play ball, didn't eat food, and agreed to have a barbecue for a month, but he wasn't here. We ate too much and looked like us. It's like trying to rip him off on purpose."

Liao Wei took the lead and walked in the front, "I'm busy, so I don't have the time to spend endless time with us."

"What is he doing? I used to wish I could lie on the track from morning to night, but now except for training time, who can see where he is?"

"Let's fall in love." Liao Wei patted the basketball, and he said with a smile, "I heard that his sister is from a scholarly family, and the three generations of his ancestors were all engaged in academics. It’s a good university, earn some face and come back.”

"Damn, fell in love again? No way, I heard from the buddy over there in No. [-] Middle School that I just saw him get back together with that school belle to drink milk tea a few days ago. You know, brother Zongjie, the most annoying It’s just those sweet and greasy things, to be able to drink milk tea for a girl, this is absolutely true love.”

"Then the school belle has been engaged in academics for three generations?"

"The family is in business, what kind of academics are they doing? As far as I know, from what I know around me, only the top student in Class Nine deserves to be called a scholarly family."

"Who are you talking about? Han Lin?"

"Yeah, Dad Ren is a professor at a university, and Grandpa Ren seems to be an academician of some academy of science or engineering. This is really awesome."

"It's awesome, but if President Lin hears this, why doesn't he knock out your two front teeth?"

"That's right. I heard that the kid staring at the CEO is now cleaning up with great effort. Last time, the two of them almost got into a fight on the playground."

The sound of conversation going away with the footsteps, after the group of people walked away, Han Lin was still pressing the sink, he let out a long breath, and then washed his face.

When returning to the classroom, the broken hair on his forehead was splashed with cold water a lot. Lin Zongjie was biting the penholder, frowning and wrestling with a geometry argument in front of him. Finally, I couldn't bear it and said something.

"Your auxiliary line is connected wrong."

"No wonder I can't figure it out." Lin Zongjie's voice was brisk and bright. He didn't notice anything wrong with Han Lin at all. He quickly erased his wrong answer with an eraser, and then reconnected a line.

Because I always do wrong questions, so this paper was changed and changed, and finally changed to a mess. In the end, it was completely unreadable, so Lin Zongjie simply bought a pencil, thinking that anyway, if he made a mistake, he could erase it and rewrite it cleanly. , just like a primary school student, with a pencil sharpener and an eraser filling the entire pencil case.

A dignified president who went to high school and used a pencil case when he went to school, how fresh it is to say, Han Lin only has two pens in his schoolbag, one black and one red, pencil case?That stuff wasn't used 800 years ago.

Han Lin stared at the guy speechlessly, "Why don't you think about your mistake if you can't figure it out?"

"I thought there was a problem with my calculation. How would I know that I made a mistake?" Lin Zongjie held his notebook in front of Han Lin, and asked with a smile on his face, "Do you see if you got it right this time?"

Han Lin frowned, "Think for yourself."

"Don't, don't let me calculate for another half an hour and it's still wrong. It would be a waste of time. It's written in the poem that spring flowers are good. You need to learn early. It's wrong to waste time."

Seeing that Lin Zongjie was willing to study hard, Han Lin still felt relieved, at least thinking that his hard work and tongue-in-cheek a while ago were not in vain.

It was just that after taking Lin Zongjie's notebook and helping him connect a correct auxiliary line with his own writing, the words he just heard in the stairway broke into his heart so unexpectedly.

----I heard that his sister is from a scholarly family, and the three generations of his ancestors were all engaged in academics. He was afraid that his wife's family would look down on him. This is not because he wants to study hard to get a good university and earn some face back.

After a pause, Han Lin looked up at Lin Zongjie with horror.

Although I am not a girl myself, but......

Lin Zongjie put his hand on his chin, and he said indifferently, "Look at me, what are you doing? Connect, I can give you a vaccination in advance, my basic knowledge is terrible, I will trouble you later Too much, don't keep looking at me like a fool."

Han Lin gritted his teeth and lowered his head to connect the auxiliary lines. "The auxiliary lines are not connected randomly. We often encounter them when we do geometry problems. When the known conditions given by the questions are not enough, we can form new graphics by adding auxiliary lines." , form new relationships, and concentrate scattered conditions.”

I kept brainwashing myself all night, saying that I must have misunderstood something, I must have misunderstood something, how could a straight guy like Lin Zongjie have such bad thoughts about himself?Maybe the sudden thoughtful behavior before was just to please myself and to share some learning experience.

Besides, there are so many high schools in the city, so many students, and so many people who have been in contact with Lin Zongjie. It is impossible for Han Lin to be the only one who is engaged in educational research at home. He buys breakfast to please, and buys lunch to please. .

So much flattery is just wanting to have someone who can help you talk when you can't do the questions.

Yes, it must be so.

Secretly doing a good job of psychological construction, Han Lin shook his head, put aside those weird thoughts, and then re-entered the sea of ​​questions.

"Itis+noun+clause, Itis+adjective+clause, Itis+intransitive verb+clause, Itis+past participle+clause." After reading the notes in the notebook, Lin Zongjie scratched his head impatiently and complained, "He What the hell is that?"

Song Cheng packed his schoolbag and turned around and said, "This is the structure of It as the subject of the form."

As soon as he lost the pen in his hand, Lin Zongjie hugged his head and said, "Why does this time pass so fast suddenly? I remember that I used to sleep for a long time. Why haven't I done anything at night? So, school is over now?"

"President." Song Cheng stretched out his hand and patted Lin Zongjie's shoulder, "This is the joy of learning. As long as you think about it, it often takes three hours before a set of papers is made."

After speaking, Song Cheng got up and wanted to leave, but Han Lin hadn't finished calculating the questions in his hands. He never did this before, but today he still hurriedly shouted, "Song Cheng, wait for me for a while."

Ok?

Song Cheng turned his head curiously, "Who are you waiting for?"

Han Lin said, "Wait for me, 10 minutes, the calculation will be finished immediately."

This………………

Song Cheng turned his head to look at Lin Zongjie in embarrassment, and saw that the president of their family stretched out his hand to support his chin in a calm manner, and after showing a 'kind' smile, he opened his mouth and said a big 'fuck off' with his lips. 'Character.

The reason why he survived for so many years is all due to his clever head and quick eyesight. He understood it in seconds, with a firm "understanding" on his face, he respectfully gave Lin Zongjie a military salute. The expression on Song Cheng's face changed suddenly, then he stretched out his hand to cover his stomach and wailed.

"Ah, I can't do it anymore. I can't bear the stomachache anymore. The school committee, please do the questions slowly. I'll go to the toilet to solve my personal affairs first."

"Hey, Song Cheng." Seeing that the life-saving straw ran away, Han Lin also got up to pack his things in a panic. He had never had the experience of putting down the pen before finishing the question, this time because he was afraid of being alone with Lin Zongjie In the same room, it can be regarded as an act that broke his own rules once, "Wait for me."

"What are you waiting for?" Lin Zongjie stretched out his hand slowly and pulled Han Lin who was in a hurry back to his seat and sat down again, "You two have never stopped by, what are you doing?"

“I…………… I will drop by with him.”

As far as the distance between the two neighborhoods is concerned, Song Cheng never dared to go along with Han Lin because of Han Lin's temper.

As the saying goes, one thing is one thing, Song Cheng is afraid of being at the same table with Han Lin, and Han Lin is now afraid of being alone in a classroom with Lin Zongjie.

"Which way will you go? I'll take you home in a while."

"No...it's time to use it."

"Hurry up and finish that question of yours." Lin Zongjie gave orders, and then packed his schoolbag on his own.

Han Lin took the pen, gritted his teeth and dropped an X, and then seemed to think of something, he suddenly threw the pen and bounced off the seat with such a 'thump'.