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At the same table as Mu Chen, after the class bell rang, he said "Hello, teacher" to the political teacher who walked into the classroom, and answered Mu Chen's half-spoken question in a low voice.

"Because I was late too."

"But you have a good reason."

"Are you different?"

"what?"

"You were late because you were saving someone, why didn't you tell me?"

What can I say, if you are late, you are late, and saving people is not just to find a reason for being late.Seeing a person whose life is hanging by a thread lend a helping hand, do you still have to go around and let others sing praises for you?

Mu Chen thought so in his heart, but it seemed too harsh to say such words, Jiang Hao was obviously concerned about himself.

But Jiang Hao didn't wait for his answer this time.

"What are you for, what am I for."

7. Unexpected warmth

"What are you for, what am I for."

The tone was still as cold as usual, but it gave Mu Chen the illusion of being solemn and gentle.

When hearing this sentence, Mu Chen's thoughts were confused for a moment.Although it is a simple sentence, it seems complicated and difficult to understand. It is obviously a plain answer, but it can set off huge waves in the mind of the listener.

Today, I suddenly had a lot of strange and complicated emotions, all of which seemed to be caused by Jiang Hao.

This guy I just met for less than a day.

The politics teacher was teaching a new lesson today. Before Jiang Hao received his textbook on the first day, Mu Chen pushed his textbook to the middle, and the two of them read it together.

Mu Chen didn't pay much attention in class, he listened to the class in his ears, but kept writing the inspections that the old Duan wanted on his hands.He is habitually multitasking, and anyway, he is sitting in the last row of Fengshui treasures. The teacher usually won't find out, and even if he finds out, he doesn't bother to bother him.He used to draw while he was in class, and when he heard the key points, he would tick off the textbook and finish. He didn't have a notebook for his own summary, so he didn't look like a serious liberal arts student at all.However, he has a good mind, good memory and loves to use his brains. Even so, he can maintain a mid-level level.

But he is a special case, and other students are different.

The politics teacher taught a lot of knowledge points in this class, and the students around were all writing hard. After a while, Mu Chen found that Jiang Hao just listened to the class, looked at the blackboard and then the textbook, and didn’t take notes. It's kind of weird.

"You don't take notes? Can you remember them all?"

Only then did he remember that Jiang Hao came all the way empty-handed, without even carrying a schoolbag, pen or notebook.

"My God, are you here to go to school without bringing anything?" He said and put a pen and an unused notebook on Jiang Hao's desk.

A class passed quickly, and Mu Chen's inspection had already written a page and a half.

Although most of Sun Ziming's words were meant to be ridiculed, none of them were made up. Mu Chen did write a lot of inspections because of various small mistakes before, and was "polished" by the old paragraph countless times. And "reminder", I have accumulated a lot of experience in writing inspections, and my writing style has also improved. Every composition is no less than 49 points, which is also very rare in liberal arts classes.Several times someone recommended him to be the representative of the Chinese class, but he rejected them all.

The next section is Chinese self-study, and Mu Chen wrote a self-study check justifiably, and it just finished when the bell rang for the end of get out of class.When he wrote, his right hand was sore, his brain was numb, his legs were cramped, he straightened up, stretched his waist and moved his limbs a few times. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Hao's notebook next to him.

Note-taking is the strong point of liberal arts students, because no matter which subject is geography, history and politics, it is not enough to just master textbook knowledge. During lectures, teachers will add some common application scenarios based on textbook knowledge, so that students can have a more in-depth understanding and understanding. Use textbook knowledge to solve problems.

Almost every liberal arts student with decent grades will have notes.

But it is not easy to take good notes.

What kind of knowledge needs to be classified and merged into similar items, what kind of knowledge needs to be added with your own understanding, and how to remember comprehensively without appearing confusing, all require an overall plan and good habits.

The class leader Zhou Yue is the one who remembers the best notes in the class. The delicacy and seriousness of the exclusive girl can be seen from her notes. The teacher also suggested more than once that everyone should study Zhou Yue’s notes, saying that they can write such Notes are basically not far from high scores.

But Jiang Hao's notes are even higher than Zhou Yue's.Every page is densely filled with words, but it doesn't look messy, and there are notes for easy understanding next to some knowledge points.It's like a huge, complex and clear-structured giant machine, every part is properly installed, and every pair of gears can be perfectly meshed.

The most important thing is that this seemingly personal style of notes does not seem to have any obstacles to others, and it can be understood by almost a liberal arts student.

And the characters are also very beautiful, like tall and straight bamboos, exquisite yet vigorous.

Compared with my elegant glyphs, it really looks better by more than an order of magnitude.

As if feeling the gaze from the side, Jiang Hao raised his head and glanced to the right, just in time to meet Mu Chen who was leaning his neck up.

"You remember your notes very well."

This level should not come to ordinary classes.Mu Chen spoke half, thought for a while and swallowed the other half.

If there is any special reason, it must not be a reason that is easy to say. It is better not to ask about this kind of thing, so as to avoid embarrassment.Today was awkward enough.

"Thank you."

...is really a topic terminator.

During the six o'clock break, the students usually go to the playground to play ball and then have dinner together, while Mu Chen will go to the willow forest.But today he can't go, he has to go to the office to discuss with Lao Duan about the writing skills and artistic techniques of the inspection.The pancakes that I usually bought in a hurry are no longer available.

"My pancake fruit—" Mu Chen muttered softly while clutching his stomach.

He silently read the inspection again, and revised a few sentences to minimize the possibility of being called back by the old paragraph.Several classmates who knew him well knew that he didn't participate in group activities during this time period, so they didn't invite him.

After everything was done, almost everyone in the classroom had left. He picked up the manuscript, stood up and walked towards the front door, only to find a tall and thin figure not wearing a school uniform at the door of the classroom.

"Jiang Hao? Why haven't you left yet?"

"I don't know where the cafeteria is."

"Ah, it's because of this. I don't know if you asked a classmate. Then what, remember the No. [-] teaching building I pointed to you before, go to the east side of that building and turn right out of the teaching area. Hey, don't you I don’t have a meal card yet, so it’s going to be crowded to get it at this time, you use mine.” After speaking, he handed the meal card in his trouser pocket to Jiang Hao.

"It's a good thing the meal card wasn't put in the school uniform jacket, otherwise I would have been completely 'bankrupt'."

Jiang Hao said "thank you" and left.

Mu Chen went to the office and read his inspection aloud to Duan Xuwen emotionally. The old Duan picked out a few inappropriate words and sentences, revised them and read them again. Sure enough, more experience is useful, and it will pass after one revision. Closed.

When he walked out of the office, Mu Chen glanced at the wall clock on the wall. There were still 3 minutes before class, and it was impossible to borrow a meal card to buy pancakes in such a short time.

A man must learn to give up decisively.

Even an empty stomach doesn't sound all that satisfying.

Back in the classroom, except for a few students who are good at spotting, everyone has already arrived, but most of them are still chatting and laughing a few minutes before class, and there is no atmosphere that the class is about to start.Of course, except for the new deskmate who just got back the textbook and studied hard.

Mu Chen returned to his seat, and was about to stuff the pass check into the table, but his hand touched a plastic bag.He lifted the plastic bag to the table and found his meal card and a hot pancake fruit inside.

Mu Chen subconsciously glanced to the left. The people over there didn't respond at all, and they still lowered their heads to study as if no one else was there.

It's very sweet.Mu Chen thought.

"Thank you."

"I used four yuan, and I will pay you back next time."

"Don't you, I haven't paid back the meal you paid at noon. If you treat me, I will treat you. We owe us both."

But Jiang Hao didn't seem very happy when he heard the phrase "neither owes each other", so he replied "No" in a low voice.

The new tablemate is nice, but cold and stubborn.

The two classes in the evening are self-study, and the teacher will not be in the classroom all the time. Usually, he will not come to the classroom for tutoring until [-] minutes after the first self-study starts or until the second self-study.Mu Chen usually uses this time without "surveillance" to have dinner.

The pancake fruit is still the one at window No. [-] in the cafeteria, and the taste has not changed much, but Mu Chen just feels that the food he ate today is more delicious than usual.

Although his eating is not elegant at all, the sound of eating is very small and will not attract attention.Soon he finished eating the pancakes and began to do the self-study tasks arranged by the department representative.

A night of self-study passed quickly, and the deskmate still didn't seem to want to stop studying after class. Mu Chen was feeling bored, and Ding Si in the front seat turned around again.

"Hey, Brother Chen, it's been more than a month, why hasn't Lu Qi come to school yet?"

"I heard from the old Duan that he returned to his hometown. I don't know much about the others. It's useless for you to ask me. Aren't you girls getting closer to each other? They won't tell me what's going on."

Lu Qi was Mu Chen's deskmate last semester, and suddenly didn't come this semester. When Mu Chen went to the office once, he asked Duan Xuwen why Lu Qi didn't come. Duan Xuwen just said that Lu Qi would transfer back to his hometown school this semester to study high school up.As for why, Mu Chen didn't ask, and Duan Xuwen didn't mention it either.

At this time, Lin Ruomin, who was sitting on Ding Si's right, suddenly inserted