Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

Everyone was worried whether it would be too risky for Yu Shuchen to choose only one composition. After all, this was a competition, not an ordinary school exam.

Those are the top students selected by each school. They are mixed together for the exam. It is not certain who will be favored by the correcting teacher. After all, composition is different from mathematics, and there will be a standard answer.

These worried people included Wen Shirong and Ye Qian. They were all worried when preparing dinner, but in order not to put more pressure on the children, they deliberately let themselves relax and ensured that they could calm down when they saw the children.

The campus forum became even more noisy, Yu Chui and Yu Hei fought in a ring.

The only one who is confident in Yu Shuchen's honey and not worried at all is probably Wen Baiyu.

In his heart, his brother has always been the best person.

However, people around him kept instilling in him the notion that the composition test is not easy.

Speaking of Yu Shuchen's Chinese performance is not bad, compared to others, it is not a strong point.I don't know if it's because his head is short-circuited and he can't think about it for a while, but if it's mathematics, he must be steady and steady.

The composition of the competition is very hanging.

If you lose and don't get any ranking...

Maybe he can't represent the city to take the provincial exam...

Wen Baiyu became nervous for no reason.

Before dinner, Bald Qian once again reminded the students who were going to compete tomorrow, remember to bring pens, exam admission tickets, and a change of clothes, and gather at the school gate in the afternoon.

After dinner, Wen Baiyu asked Yu Shuchen if he had enough pens to write.

"I don't know why, when I usually write, the ink comes out smoothly, but when it's time for the exam, none of the pens are smooth, and the ink is broken." Wen Baiyu was afraid that Yu Shuchen would not believe it, so he emphasized, "It's true, I have I have encountered it several times, but fortunately I have a lot of pens.”

Wen Baiyu led Yu Shuchen to the school's canteen.

He plans to buy two boxes of pens now, one for his brother and one for himself.As for my sister...

My sister's pens are all pink and tender. For example, the straight-male aesthetic black packaging in the canteen that was still there many years ago must not be her style.

Hearing that he bought a lot, the owner of the small shop narrowed his eyes with a smile, and tried his best to promote their new pen.

"This, our new ones, they come out quickly, write smoothly, and have a large capacity, these pens are blessed, and you will win prizes if you use them!"

Generally, people who want to go to the "battlefield" love auspicious words, and this boss knows it well.

Yu Shuchen suspected that she had fooled many students with this set of rhetoric that could be seen through at a glance.

At least Wen Baiyu is quite useful. He picked up the pen and looked at it carefully. The barrel of the pen is still the straight men's jet black, long and straight, not thick or thin. The fingertip of the pen acts as a cushion.

Although it doesn't look very beautiful, it is indeed more detailed than other pens.

The most important thing is that there are four silver characters on the black pen cap, "Confucian Temple Blessing".

This is very important to Wen Baiyu.

Wen Baiyu was very concerned about this, so he specifically pointed it out, "Did you really pray for blessings?"

The boss looked like there was something going on, and laughed a few times. Amway worked very hard.

As expected, Wen Baiyu's expression became joyful, and he turned his head and pointed to Yu Shuchen excitedly.

Yu Shuchen took it calmly and asked the boss how many ones.

The boss's eyes almost narrowed into a smile: "5 yuan."

Yu Shuchen put the pen back expressionlessly, fearing that Wen Baiyu wasted money, so he could only chat with the boss tactfully to remind Wen Baiyu.

"If so many pens are praying for blessings, Old Master Confucius is a bit busy."

Since the boss dared to praise Haikou, he naturally had his own words, "That's not a problem, Mr. Kong is a saint, how can a saint's blessing be a small piece, our pens are fortunate to have been blessed by Confucius."

In order to increase persuasiveness, the boss also added a success story, "The kid next door to me usually doesn't get good grades. I used this money before, and the mid-term exam was in the top of the class. Do you think it works?"

He quickly took two boxes and stuffed them into Wen Baiyu's hands.

The boss is usually used to being a person with too many opinions, knowing that Yu Shuchen is a stubborn stubble and Wen Baiyu is a breakthrough, so he tried his best to sell Wen Baiyu.

"Student, don't hesitate, this money is very tight, if you hesitate, it will be gone soon."

When he said this, Wen Baiyu felt even more urgent. He took out 100 yuan from his pocket and wanted to pay it, not even paying back the price.

Yu Shuchen touched his forehead and reminded: "The boss just said that this is a new one, why has someone already used it."

The boss's inconsistency was exposed, and it was rare to have anything to refute.

But Wen Baiyu was blinded by the idea of ​​"definitely passing the exam", and he only thought that it was caused by magic.

Pay the bill regardless of obstacles.

Seeing that he couldn't stop Yu Shuchen, he bargained with the boss when paying, and finally the boss "reluctantly" offered a 8% discount.

Wen Baiyu bought two boxes of pens and gave one of them to Yu Shuchen.

As he walked, he marveled at Yu Shuchen's ability to bargain. His two big eyes were bright and wide open, looking like a well-behaved puppy.There was a look of admiration in those eyes, "Brother, you are so good at bargaining, you cut 20 yuan at once!"

Yu Shuchen couldn't help but rubbed the top of his soft hair, feeling a little helpless at his undefended innocence.

He didn't directly say that it was because the boss deliberately raised the price when he saw that he was a cheating kid. In fact, the retail price was at most 2.5 sticks.

Wen Baiyu was still excited, and said without thinking: "From now on, my brother will be in charge of the account, and if I let me go, it will be used up soon."

Yu Shuchen paused when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows.

After finishing speaking, Wen Baiyu also realized the problem in the words, and couldn't find the words to round them up for a while, so he could only smile to cover up his embarrassment.

The next afternoon the school bus stopped at the school gate on time, and Wen Baiyu arrived early, carrying the small backpack that Ye Qian had arranged.

The driver opened the door, and there were already two or three junior high school students sitting inside.

He doesn't even know each other, maybe it's a junior student who is younger than him.

These people raised their lowered heads and smiled friendlyly at him.

He also nodded with a smile, and found a seat not far from them.

He found a full-score essay and read it carefully, and there were students getting on the bus one after another.

After waiting for another 5 minutes, Wen Baisang and Yu Shuchen, their seniors, also arrived.

Wen Baisang walked in front of Yu Shuchen, glanced at Wen Baiyu's direction, and walked straight towards Ye.

Wen Baiyu sat by the window, leaving a seat in the aisle.

Wen Baisang had already seen him and stopped by him.

Wen Baiyu's heart almost jumped into her throat, and she was very afraid that she would sit down.

There was undisguised panic in the big eyes.

Wen Baisang stretched his feet on purpose, which frightened his poor brother's eyes to flicker.

Enough of her pranks, she took a step forward and sat in Wen Baiyu's back seat.

Wen Baisang leaned over, leaned close to the back of Wen Baiyu's chair and whispered, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your brother will lose his seat if my sister sits?"

Wen Baiyu almost got into the engine of the bus in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Yu Shuchen didn't hear these words.

When the last group of Yu Shuchen and the others arrived, the teacher who led the team stood beside the driver, holding a small tour guide speaker, holding the name list and starting roll call.

Sitting next to her was her elder brother, and behind her was an older sister who put down the seat after teasing her and planned to take a nap. There was a loudspeaker in front of her talking all the time, which gave Wen Baiyu the illusion of going on a spring outing together when she was a child.

Wen Baiyu thought of Pi Shi's childhood.

He also remembered that his sister and Yu Shuchen grew up as half childhood sweethearts, but he had never met Yu Shuchen at a younger age than he is now, neither in his previous life nor in this life.

It stands to reason that if you meet someone with a face like your brother's, you will never forget it.

Then they must have never met, even once.

They should have met earlier, but the childhood memories disappeared in the long river of youth, leaving only the little details of the previous life.

Yu Shuchen asked him what he was thinking.

Wen Baiyu thought for a while, and tentatively said: "I just had a dream, and I vaguely felt it was in my previous life."

He licked his lower lip, and asked him nervously: "Brother, I mean, if, if people can really clearly know what happened in their previous life."

Yu Shuchen quickly understood the meaning of Wen Baiyu's words, and followed his words, "Oh? Did little Xingxing have a brother in his previous life?"

Wen Baiyu nodded.

This is not an unexpected answer. After all, dreams are a reflection of reality. No matter how bizarre a dream is, it cannot be separated from reality.

What Yu Shuchen is more concerned about is: "Does the elder brother know Xing Xing? Do they have many intersections?"

Wen Baiyu's eyes were rarely filled with melancholy, and it took him a long time to say, "Yes, you also came to my house and lived in the room tidied up from the grocery store next door, but we didn't say a few words."

In fact, these are all traceable. After Wen Baiyu and Yu Shuchen got acquainted, he discovered that he was not like this to everyone. outside.

In her previous life, Wen Baiyu was afraid that she would reveal her secrets, so she deliberately avoided him and her sister. As delicate as Yu Shuchen, she must have noticed this detail, and she was considerate and did not show up too much. They are even less.

Wen Baiyu's eyes shone brightly, as if he was about to cry sadly.

Yu Shuchen wanted to say, it doesn't matter, these are just dreams, they are not real.

But seeing Wen Baiyu's sad face, he seems to be very concerned about this dream...

Yu Shuchen squeezed Wen Baiyu's wrist with his hands, and turned his attention to himself.

Yu Shuchen thought for a while, and said softly, "The me in my previous life must have been unlucky."

Wen Baiyu hadn't come out of his sadness yet, so he reacted slowly, "Huh?"

Yu Shuchen was carrying the faint top light in the bus behind his back, and there were flying dust in the light band on the top of his black hair, making him look like an angel with special effects.

Yu Shuchen thought for a while, and tried to be as straightforward as possible.

He said: "Because of the me in my previous life, I don't know what I missed because I was not lucky enough."

"He already knows how to cherish in this life." He paused, "Next time Xing Xing dreams about his previous life, remember to say thank you to my brother and me in the previous life."

Assuming there is a previous life, assuming that luck is constant and will be passed on, thank you for bringing that luck to him now.

He doesn't believe in past and present lives, but he thinks that his life before the age of 17 was somewhat unlucky.If luck can be accumulated, then all his unlucky past is for the encounter at this moment.

The author has something to say: Sorry sorry, this chapter is a bit late.