I attacked the god of learning

Jian Xing's fingers left after pushing Cheng Xinglin, but the heat from his fingertips seemed to stay on his shoulder blades.

The tight tie, the red string around the wrist, and the heat behind her.

All the buffs have been filled up, and the sword is about to take the final exam.

Cheng Xinglin's test seat this time was not by the window, but in the corner by the back door.

A remote and quiet place.

Cheng Xinglin sat on his examination seat, twirled the signature pen with his fingertips, placed the table, and soon the bell rang, and the invigilator entered, checked the sealing strip, and opened the examination paper.

In the sound of clattering, the final exam really started.

The language test was unexpectedly simple, not only could he follow the routines that Cheng Xinglin summed up earlier, even Cheng Xinglin seemed to understand most of the literary works today.

The composition materials excerpted a section of Li Dazhao's "Youth", and asked students to write an article with the theme of "Youth I".

To Cheng Xinglin, this was simply too simple.

The yellow hair that went to Beijing/Beijing today is a natural material. Cheng Xinglin thought about the structure and wrote directly.

The Chinese test went very well. Cheng Xinglin briefly reviewed the math formulas and problem-solving routines at noon, and fell asleep until 02:30 before slowly getting up to go to the test room.

The weather was extremely hot in the afternoon, and the air conditioner in the examination room started to operate.

It may be that the air-conditioning has an effect, bringing a clear mind, and Cheng Xinglin's math papers are also very easy.

The basic questions have long been out of the question, and it is enough to finish it one by one.

Cheng Xinglin didn't have much trouble doing the next question of raising heights, and he could almost guarantee a perfect score.

The last finale, Cheng Xinglin did it this time and asked half a question.

In fact, if there is enough time, Cheng Xinglin feels that he can do more than half of the questions.

However, he was not dazzled by the matter of "yes", so he stopped halfway through the question and carefully checked the previous answers.

The bell rang to confirm that it was correct, and Cheng Xinglin handed in the paper and left.

The long night was reserved for the comprehensive review, and Cheng Xinglin heaved a sigh of relief the next day when he opened the comprehensive paper and began to browse the questions.

He feels that the goddess of physics just likes to joke with him.

Usually, he would never show favor with him even once, but every time he took an exam, he would put the questions he knew how to do on the paper.

Cheng Xinglin skimmed through the entire paper and felt that the physics problem was not a big one, so he boldly put physics at the top.

As it turned out, he was right.

This time the physics test paper was done smoothly, 5 minutes longer than the time Cheng Xinglin planned to give physics.

After finishing physics, Cheng Xinglin advanced to the chemistry section.

He is completely at ease in this section. Some time ago, he brushed up all the basic chemistry knowledge in high school. Although he has not mastered it very well, it is basically no problem to get a score of [-].

However, the chemistry questions this time were beyond Cheng Xinglin's imagination. To put it simply - the exam passed the plenary session.

Except for a very few questions where he was uncertain, Cheng Xinglin did other chemistry questions in one go.

After finishing physical chemistry, Cheng Xinglin greeted the biology section exam with a very relaxed mood.

In the afternoon, Cheng Xinglin took the English test with a more relaxed mood.

The two major difficulties of listening and vocabulary have been broken through. Cheng Xinglin, who has no problem with his own grammar knowledge, can only feel the mood of English: "How lonely it is to be invincible."

Cheng Xinglin continued to do the questions smoothly. The moment he hit the last period of the English composition, Cheng Xinglin heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he capped the pen and threw it on the table.

The pen with no edges and corners rolled a few times and was about to fall to the table

The moment he stopped the pen, Cheng Xinglin, who was hanging his head, suddenly realized——

The curtains were not drawn properly, and a ray of sunlight that came in happened to fall on his feet, as if it indicated that the weather outside was scorching hot, but it was also sunny and sunny.

Cheng Xinglin raised his foot and lightly stepped on the sunlight under his feet a few times.

The sunlight that came in followed his feet, and it was as transparent and beautiful as glass candy made from some kind of high-grade syrup.

Stepping on this glass candy, Cheng Xinglin inevitably felt a feeling of impatience.

——With such good sunshine, he couldn't wait to bask in the sun with someone.

Cheng Xinglin scanned the answer sheet from the corner of his eyes, and after confirming again that it was correct, he raised his hand.

Cheng Xinglin: "Teacher, I'll hand in the exam ahead of time."

·

After leaving the air-conditioned room, the temperature outside was as hot as Cheng Xinglin imagined.

Cheng Xinglin can't leave the exam building now, but he can wait in the lobby on the first floor.

When Cheng Xinglin walked to the foyer, he saw Jian Xing outside.

He stood under the shade of a tree, holding the materials, and read them intently.

Cheng Xinglin didn't call him, just hid in the dark, quietly looking at Jian Xing's profile.

Jian Xing didn't collect the materials until the bell rang in the examination room. While collecting the materials, he raised his head and saw Cheng Xinglin standing beside the glass door, with a moment of astonishment on his expression.

Jian Xing's performance at that moment can almost be described as being in a hurry.

He quickly threw the materials into his schoolbag, took out a bottle of Coke in his schoolbag in a panic, and walked quickly to Cheng Xinglin, Jian Xing handed the Coke to Cheng Xinglin.

The crimson cola has white bubbles, and the outer shell has a layer of water that condenses due to too much heat.

When Cheng Xinglin took the Coke, it felt like a handshake with Jian Xing's palms that were sweaty in the summer weather.

Cheng Xinglin suddenly remembered the night when he confessed to Jian Xing for the second time with a Coke.

At that time, Jian Xing said that they had no possibility.

But today, Jian Xing personally gave him this bottle of Coke.

It turns out that time has passed for so long.

"Thank you senior." Cheng Xinglin said.

"No thanks." Jian Xing glanced behind the empty Cheng Xinglin, and asked, "Why did you come out so early?"

"I'm done, I handed in the paper ahead of time." Cheng Xinglin opened the Coke and let out a "chi".

Listening to the voice, Jian Xing couldn't help laughing: "It's pretty good."

Jian Xing: "Specially support our brother Lin to cultivate some small skills in the examination room to learn domineering."

Cheng Xinglin blushed from his smile: "No!"

Jian Xing: "That's it?"

"It's just..." Cheng Xinglin hugged the Coke bottle and said in a low voice, "I just saw the sunshine in the examination room, and it felt good."

"Ok?"

"I want to come out early and have a good time with you."

In July, the sun is close to forty degrees.

The surface temperature is high enough to fry an egg.

But as long as you like it, the weather is good even if it is stormy, and the scorching sun is considered spring.

Jian Xing's heart beat faster, and he laughed: "Okay. Then go to the sun together."

·

The two found a place with shade and basked in the filtered sun for a while.

After the troubles of the two-day exam were all dried up, Jian Xing asked, "You seem to be free to move about tonight. What are you going to do?"

"Accompany you to do the quizzes." Cheng Xinglin answered without thinking.

"..." Jian Xing didn't think of this answer, and was a little lost for a moment, before saying after a while, "I'm asking, I can go wherever you want to play."

"You can't." Cheng Xinglin said seriously, "Senior Jian Xing, in order for you to win the IMO championship, tonight's itinerary should be to brush the questions."

"Then why don't you hang out with your friends?"

"Our class won't get together tonight, saying it's for grades—that is, we'll get together tomorrow night." Cheng Xinglin told Jian Xing, "And then Ye Duluo..."

"Where is Yeduluo?"

"Over there... we still have to get together." Cheng Xinglin nodded with difficulty, "But I'll just get together, and the seniors still have to do the quizzes at the secret base."

"Okay." President Jian is so old, and he arranges his own learning tasks independently. It's not uncomfortable to be supervised by someone unexpectedly, but he is quite happy.

Before leaving, Cheng Xing said to him: "I will come back earlier to help you do the quizzes, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xinglin wandered out of the school with his Coke in hand.

In the evening, Ye Duluo and the others found a buffet barbecue for dinner—and took photos and sent them to Huang Mao who was on the train.

The yellow hair was so helpless and furious, and was crying because of the barbecue, and he was numb.

The after-dinner entertainment is always the king's pesticide, and Cheng Xing is on the king's return, leading everyone to score wildly.

There was a very happy atmosphere in the barbecue restaurant, but at eight o'clock, Cheng Xinglin's alarm clock rang.

Cheng Xinglin turned off the alarm clock and continued the round. After the end, he picked up his schoolbag: "Okay, I'll be here first tonight, I'm going back."

"Why are you going back? Didn't you just finish the exam?" Hua Arm asked him.

Ye Duluo stepped on the flower arm, and was just about to let Cheng Xing leave, when he heard a cold voice at the door of the barbecue shop: "Go back and play with me."

Jian Xing, who was wearing a neat suit, appeared at the door and smiled at everyone: "Sorry, from now on, his time belongs to me."

·

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Although the meaning was that, Jian Xing's expression made him feel a little red.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly put on his bag and left with Jian Xing, but Jian Xing did not take him back to the secret base, but found a KFC and sat in the KFC to study the questions.

The two of them brushed quietly until ten o'clock in the evening, when a BMW parked in front of KFC, Jian Xing closed his book, said let's go, and took Cheng Xinglin into the car.

"Where are you going?"

"You will know tomorrow." Jian Xing said to him.

We will have to find out tomorrow.

Cheng Xinglin was kept mysterious by Jian Xing, but he thought that Jian Xing would not harm him, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After driving for a long time, Cheng Xinglin fell asleep in a daze halfway, and when he woke up from a dream, he got out of the car and saw a wilderness that hadn't been opened much.

This wilderness looks familiar.

But Cheng Xinglin couldn't tell where it was.

"Where is this?" Cheng Xinglin asked again.

"You will know tomorrow." Jian Xing still answered the same way.

Cheng Xinglin didn't ask any more questions, he looked around again - this place became more and more familiar, he must have been there before.

But Jian Xing didn't give him more time to observe the environment.

He led Cheng Xinglin onto a grassy path.

After a period of trekking, Cheng Xinglin was brought to a building by Jian Xing.

The building is huge, with a shiny LOGO and name above the head.

Overseas Chinese Cato, a boutique hotel.

liquor……

hotel? ? ? ?

"This is...?" Cheng Xinglin looked back at Jian Xing in shock, "What is this?"

"Hotel." Jian Xing explained calmly.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

no.

He can read.

He also knew it was a hotel.

The question is - why are they staying in a hotel tonight? ? ? ?