Do You Remember My Name?

Throughout the afternoon, Feng Fei's mood was very complicated.

Haixiu spent a lot of money and a lot of time to go to the bookstore to pick out tutorial books for him. Of course he appreciates it, but when he thinks about his good ideas before, and then looks down at the heavy stack of tutorial books in his hand, Feng Fei is indifferent. Some have nothing to love.

Feng Fei inserted the books in Haixiu's schoolbag into his bookshelf one by one, with a look of loss of appetite.

"You... don't you like it?" After class, Haixiu mustered up the courage to ask Feng Fei, "I... I didn't buy it randomly. These books are more suitable for you, I..."

Feng Fei smiled: "I don't like it, I am..."

"I feel sorry that you have carried such a heavy book on your back and traveled for so long." After speaking, Feng Fei felt that it was a bit too ambiguous, and then said, "How much did it cost?"

Haixiu said relaxedly: "It's okay...I, I have a discount card for this bookstore, and it didn't cost much..."

Feng Fei took Haixiu's schoolbag back and looked at his wallet. When he opened the wallet, the first thing he saw was a photo of Haixiu and his mother. In the photo, Haixiu had just entered junior high school, and her hair was even longer, facing the camera. The smile was very sweet, Feng Fei whistled, and subconsciously wanted to pull it out, Haixiu hurriedly blocked it: "I...my..."

If it was just Haixiu's Feng Fei, he would have snatched it, but there is also Haixiu's mother in the photo, Feng Fei paused for a moment and didn't touch the photo again, looked at Haixiu, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's fine if you don't move, give it to me tomorrow Bring a picture of you, will you?"

Haixiu obviously didn't want to bring it, so she hesitated and said, "What do you want a photo for?"

Feng Fei himself couldn't figure out why he had to take Haixiu's photo, but he still said, "You can take it if you want, and you can't bear to give me a photo?"

Reluctant but willing, Haixiu Qiqi Aiai agreed, Feng Fei flipped through Haixiu's wallet, and as expected, it was empty.

Looking up again at the dozen or so extra tutorial books on the desk, Feng Fei sighed: "You...how much do you spend?"

Haixiu nodded, regretfully said: "Actually... there is another good one, but, but the money is not enough..."

Feng Fei burst out laughing: "Fortunately, it's not enough..." Feng Fei took out his wallet and took out a few one-hundred sheets, and stuffed them in Haixiu's wallet. What……"

"What are you talking about?" Feng Fei raised his hand holding the wallet, and Haixiu couldn't reach it immediately, Feng Fei wanted to laugh seeing his anxious look, "Grab it, grab it for you."

Of course Haixiu wouldn't try to snatch it, his lips moved, and he said in a low voice, "I...I want to give you away..."

Feng Fei's heart moved, he sat down and said with a smile: "Okay, didn't I say it, I appreciate it, I will do all of these, really."

Haixiu's dark eyes lit up, and she said a little embarrassedly: "If you don't know it, yes, you can ask me, and I will tell you."

"Yo." Feng Fei became a little unscrupulous again, "You bought these for me just to give me a lecture? You are a routine..."

Haixiu was a little dazed: "Huh?"

Feng Fei knew that he didn't understand, he was only making money by talking, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. He was too lazy to deal with so many girls who liked him, but he was willing to take advantage of Haixiu.

Haixiu was still staring at her wallet, and said, "You... you can return the wallet to me... I don't want that money."

Feng Fei also felt that it was a bit boring for him to give Haixiu more money, so he worried: "Then do you still have pocket money?"

Haixiu nodded: "There are still some at home, I'll go back and ask my mother for it."

Haixiu added: "My mother, no... don't limit my pocket money."

Feng Fei was relieved a little, returned Haixiu's wallet to him, and said: "I just agreed, send me a photo of you, otherwise... I will tear off your student ID card."

Haixiu frowned, nodded in agreement.

Feng Fei teased Haixiu for a while, refreshed, and felt less conflicted when he looked at the stack of tutorial books again. Feng Fei took out one and sighed: "Do it from scratch?"

Haixiu nodded: "Yu, if you don't know it... mark it out, write down the knowledge points, and then... you won't make mistakes again."

Feng Fei nodded in resignation: "Success." Haixiu contributed both money and energy, Feng Fei really couldn't just throw these books aside and eat ashes.

In this way, Feng Fei really calmed down and wrote down page by page.

Haixiu’s study is actually very methodical. He doesn’t agree with the sea of ​​questions tactics, so he didn’t ask Feng Fei to do more questions. According to Haixiu, he only needs to understand the knowledge points involved in the missed questions.The topics are ever-changing and remain the same, but they are just the transformation and application of knowledge points.

It is certainly not difficult for a student like Haixiu who is steady and has solid basic knowledge to do this, but for a student like Feng Fei who can't even memorize textbook knowledge, this process is extremely painful.

Haixiu was able to deduce a dozen or so knowledge points from Fengfei's wrong question, covering the textbooks for the first, second and third year of high school. Fengfei finally got scared and asked Haixiu questions, and Haixiu could throw out several textbooks in minutes In the textbook, he flipped out the chapters involved in the topic, started from the beginning, and explained to Feng Fei little by little, so detailed that Feng Fei collapsed.

Fengfei asked Haixiu several times: "You don't think it's troublesome? Is it not wasting your time?"

There is no trace of impatience in Haixiu's eyes, the explanation becomes more and more detailed, and in the end she will stumble and say nonsense: "I, when I tell you... I, I can also review it."

Feng is not silent, Haixiu can even know which knowledge point is on which page, he does not believe that Haixiu still needs to review these.

Maybe it was to get out of this painful state quickly, or maybe it was because he didn't want to waste Haixiu's time anymore. Within a month, several courses have reached the state of "forming a system" as Haixiu said.

After connecting the knowledge points, and then looking at those topics, it really feels like seeing all the mountains and small things at a glance.

In the second monthly exam of the third year of high school, Feng Fei's grades improved by leaps and bounds, and his total score was more than 100 points higher than last time.

After the grades came down, Feng first looked at Haixiu's grades.

The report card was pasted at the back of the classroom. Feng Fei pushed aside the boys who surrounded him. Looking from above, he frowned and turned to Haixiu who was not far away and asked, "What was your grade last time? Age ranking .”

Haixiu said softly, "Seventeen."

There was a lot of noise in the classroom, Haixiu's voice was low, Feng Fei didn't hear a word, he guessed it just by his mouth shape, Feng Fei turned his head to look at the report card again, the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Feng Fei swayed back to his seat, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Guess how much you got this time?"

Haixiu felt that his performance was not bad this time, he tentatively said: "Did you drop? No way... I, I feel that I did well in the exam..."

"Hey, can you be a little self-conscious about being a good student?" Feng Fei smiled, "You shouldn't say at this time, alas, I didn't do well in the exam this time, so I will surely regress or something."

Haixiu smiled and shook her head: "Impossible."

Feng Fei looked at the inexplicable determination and pride in Haixiu's eyes. He compared nine and said with a smile: "Ninth in age, first in class."

Haixiu obviously didn't care much about this, he hesitated and asked, "You... how much are you?"

Feng Fei looked at Haixiu, and Haixiu's eyes were a little anxious.

Feng Fei's mood became better and better, he deliberately leaned on the chair, smiled and did not speak.

Haixiu was anxious, and whispered: "Say... tell me." After talking, Haixiu felt that she might be troubled, and hesitated, "Can... can you talk?"

"What do you think?" Feng Fei flicked Haixiu's forehead, and said with a smile, "Grade 230, class [-]."

Haixiu's eyes lit up a little bit, and she said happily, "Up...it has risen a lot."

Feng Fei nodded, and said with narcissism: "With this trend, it is not a big problem to get into the top ten of the grade."

Haixiu smiled and said, "In the future, there will be less room for improvement..."

"I know, this time I made a lot of progress by relying on mathematics and science." Rao Fengfei also felt that it was good, he looked at Haixiu for a while and then smiled, "Are you so happy because I have improved, or because I have improved? you?"

Haixiu thought without thinking, "Because of me."

Feng Fei laughed: "Can you speak?!"

Haixiu hurriedly said: "I...my grades can't be regressed, otherwise, otherwise...you will think that it is because of helping you and wasting my time...I regressed, teacher...the teacher will think so too .”

Feng Fei was stunned.

Haixiu's voice became lower and lower: "Your grades...will definitely improve, I, I know...not surprised."

Feng Fei didn't speak for a long while, Haixiu asked anxiously, "Why, what's the matter?"

"No...it's nothing." Feng Fei tried his best to suppress the urge to kiss Haixiu. He unscrewed a bottle of water and took a few sips, then coughed twice, "Come to my house to play on weekends."

Haixiu frowned: "Why... why?"

"My mother knows that you always help me, and I want to thank you." Feng Fei said nonsense, approaching the end of the year, his mother is too busy to stay at home, and Feng Fei's father lives in the office and conference hall all year round, let alone weekends. Even during the holidays, when there was no one at home, Feng Fei said calmly, "Come on, I'll make you your favorite food."

It was the first time for Haixiu to be invited to a classmate's house. He was a little surprised and a little excited. He hesitated and said, "This way... okay, okay?"

"What's wrong?" Feng Fei thought for a moment, "Don't worry, you'll be waiting at your house on Saturday, and I'll pick you up."

In the end, Haixiu couldn't beat this novelty, and nodded: "Okay."

Feng Fei whistled in his heart, opened the paper with a smile and began to correct the wrong questions, unaware that he had developed the habit of timely correction and revision.