can i borrow your white paint

"Wake up! Wake up!!" As soon as Wang Ning stepped into the door of Class [-], the papers in his hand slapped loudly, "Little bastards, there is only one week left to pass the exam! Cheer up! Cheer up!!"

"Ah..." The originally dead classroom burst into wailing after burst of wailing, and the silent old horror movie instantly turned into a zombie movie.

"I can't do it, Sister Ning, I'm going to die..."

"I'm going to be sleepy..."

"The dark circles under my eyes are so hard that my mother doesn't even recognize her..."

Looking at the group of cubs below, Wang Ning also felt a little distressed, and said in a soft voice: "Just hold on for a while, it will be a week, and you will be liberated soon."

"What's the liberation!" Yu Feng cried out, "There's still the college entrance examination!"

There was another echo in the classroom.

Wang Ning was distressed and funny. Looking at this group of people, he thought of the first grade in their class.

There is no harm without comparison, that little brat lives like a Buddha...

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fang Hengzhi on the side, and kept the rest of the sentence in her heart, unable to think of it.

It is very rare for Fang Hengzhi not to sleep, and even the dark circles under his eyes are not inferior to other students.

This is even more sleepless than the previous game.

And the reason for forgetting to eat and sleep seems to be...

Wang Ning was moved as he watched Fang Hengzhi push the rewritten paper into the hands of his deskmate, then sighed, and slowly began to explain.

This is a touching fellowship!

She thought to herself, she really misunderstood Fang Hengzhi before, she didn't expect this child to be so hot-hearted.

"Students," she raised her hand and knocked on the table, she said earnestly, "If you encounter a topic you don't understand, you can also ask the classmates around you for advice! Learning is teaching and learning! Everyone can learn from Fang Hengzhi and Cheng Yi! "

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of more than 30 people in the class were instantly fixed to the first row.

The pen in Cheng Yi's hand paused.

Fang Hengzhi was unmoved, and slowly turned his pen while urging him: "There is one minute left, write quickly."

Cheng Yi sighed, forcibly ignoring these gazes and continuing to write.

After New Year's Day, there is not much time left for students to prepare for the passing exam. In fact, the exam is not difficult, and it is all basic questions. Fang Hengzhi gets full marks in almost every mock test.

But Cheng Yi was different. His foundation was too poor. Although he had passed all the exams, he was always hovering around [-], which was too low.

However, Fang Hengzhi volunteered to make up lessons for him, and his grades have stabilized a lot recently.

It's just that he was at the same table as him, and couldn't sleep most of the night. I made video calls and online teaching for him, and suddenly got dark circles under my eyes.

While writing, Cheng Yi quietly glanced at Fang Hengzhi who was at the side.

Fang Hengzhi was very strict when he was teaching him, which was totally different from usual. Although he was still so loose and carefree, the topic of the lecture was not vague or boring at all.

Just like at this moment, obviously sleepy to the point of eyelids fighting, but still watching him change the topic very seriously.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Hengzhi suddenly said.

Cheng Yi shook his hand, and a small horizontal line fell on the test paper.

"It's nothing." He looked back slightly guilty.

Fang Hengzhi thought that he was tired of studying, so he didn't delve into it too much. He yawned, raised his hand and tapped on his paper: "The chemical formula of ethanol, think carefully about what's wrong."

Cheng Yi instantly recalled other miscellaneous thoughts and recalled them seriously.

Fang Hengzhi stared at him for a while, rolled his eyes, and his voice slowed down: "Take a rest after editing, and relax your brain properly."

As soon as Cheng Yi changed the "OH", he was immediately happy.

"Teacher Fang is kind." He smiled.

"This is a reward for outstanding students." Fang Hengzhi's body instantly softened and slumped on the table, his eyes were half-closed weakly, and the sleepiness in his voice could not be hidden: "I'll sleep for a while, you call in 10 minutes I."

Cheng Yi raised his hand and closed the curtains, glanced at Wang Ning who was completely uncaring about them on the podium, then lowered his head and said softly, "Well, go to sleep."

Fang Hengzhi didn't reply this time, and fell asleep after a while.

Cheng Yi looked down at the book, and looked at his deskmate from time to time.

He used to sleep for five or six hours mostly, but now he only spends his time taking care of the children and cooking for his studies.

Fang Hengzhi would ask his aunt at home to give him a copy every morning, lunch and dinner, and sometimes the aunt would clean up by the way, so he even felt that such a simple study was quite easy.

But Fang Heng knew it was different. This guy was used to living a life like a pig sleeping for twelve hours a day. It was a bit difficult for him to suddenly study intensively with him, and he couldn't sleep in class.

But... Fang Hengzhi was so sleepy, he didn't expect it.

Cheng Yi couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. On the one hand, he felt that his deskmate was a bit fragile, and on the other hand, he felt a little sad.

After a while, Wang Ning realized that Fang Heng had fallen asleep, but he looked at Cheng Yi, who was studying hard, but she didn't wake him up.

In fact, sometimes being a teacher is also very contradictory. It would be a lie to say that you don’t feel sorry for the students who are so sleepy that you can’t open your eyes, but it would be irresponsible to them to say that you let them sleep.

But for good students, they will always relax their requirements. It's not that they are partial, but that since they already have grades, it is not impossible to sleep a little longer. Wake them up because they are afraid that their grades will decline.

Fang Hengzhi fell asleep until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

He was a little unresponsive when he opened his eyes amidst the noisy and bustling voices in the classroom.

When he saw the time of the clock on the blackboard, he gave a "fuck" sound and asked Cheng Yi while rubbing his eyes, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Seeing that you are so sleepy that you are about to start your next life, I don't have the heart to call you." Cheng Yi put the hot water he had just connected in front of him, "You don't wear much in winter, and your hands are not hot. Drink Get some hot water to warm it up, and remember to put on a cotton jacket tomorrow."

Fang Hengzhi's hand holding the water cup paused: "How do you know my hands are cold?"

Cheng Yi looked away, stared down at the paper in his hand, his voice could not hear any emotion: "Just now I saw that your hand was tightly clenched, so I opened it for you."

He answered so nonchalantly that Fang Hengzhi had too many questions to ask.

Dafang Fang is a good brother, thinking too much and asking too much makes him seem to have a ghost in his heart.

He withdrew his gaze and drank the hot water silently.

The fact that the water glass belonged to Cheng Yi could comfort him.

But Cheng Yi wasn't really acting as if nothing had happened.

When Fang Hengzhi asked him just now, his heart skipped a beat, and he seemed like a normal person only because his life was like a drama.

Now seeing Fang Hengzhi sipping water, he licked his lower lip calmly.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Fang Hengzhi stood up suddenly, looked down at him, "Are you going?"

"No." Cheng Yi didn't raise his head, because he didn't really want to see that face for the time being, "I went there last recess."

"Then you will accompany me?" Fang Hengzhi asked again.

"..." Cheng Yi didn't speak, but finally raised his head, and those eyes stared at him emotionlessly.

Fang Hengzhi probably also knew that this was not realistic or possible, so he touched his nose and planned to leave by himself.

As a result, Cheng Yi stood up suddenly, and followed while putting on his coat: "Go, I'll accompany you."

"?" Fang Hengzhi was a little flattered, "This time is so good?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yi put the phone in his pocket, "I'm afraid you will fall into the pit."

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

Next to the playground of No. [-] Middle School is a large toilet with no cubicles.

The art building is right next to this toilet, and it's just down the stairs, so it's quite convenient.

The two walked to the door of the large toilet, and stopped together inexplicably.

Fang Hengzhi looked at Cheng Yi: "Are you going too?"

Cheng Yi shrugged: "It's all here."

"..." Is this a fucking question that has come all the time? ? ? !

The corner of Fang Hengzhi's mouth twitched, trying to reason with him: "But didn't you come here last time?"

Cheng Yi felt that his reasoning was a little crooked: "Does it have anything to do with being here during the last class break?"

Fang Hengzhi was speechless.

This fucking doesn't seem to exist.

He blinked, sighed and said, "Then let's go to the staff toilet in the opposite building."

Cheng Yi just wanted to say that he had a lot of things to do, but seeing the man's suddenly depressed expression, he readily agreed: "Okay, there's not much smell there." '

Fang Hengzhi watched him turn around without saying a word, but rolled his eyes helplessly.

This is not a question of whether it is too smelly or not, it is mainly because there are compartments in the toilets for faculty and staff.

He and Cheng Yi have known each other for nearly a year. Although the relationship is already very strong, they have never gone to the toilet together.

It's not that there is no chance, the main reason is that neither of them mentioned it.

It's because he has a ghost in his heart, Cheng Yi should be out of habit, and he doesn't want to call him that's all.

There are two toilets for teaching staff on each floor of the teaching building. The teachers usually lock the door, but there are always a few who forget to lock it. They are lucky, and this time the door of the toilet on the first floor is open.

It was almost class time now, and there were not many idiots who came all the way from the art building, so the two of them didn't have to queue at all.

Cheng Yi watched Fang Hengzhi go in and close the door, and suddenly he didn't want to go to the toilet.

He kicked the door frame and stood sideways at the toilet door waiting for him.

The toes tapped the floor one after another, and he suddenly didn't quite understand what he was doing 2 minutes ago for.

After a long time, he didn't take out his mobile phone in his pocket until he heard the sound of water behind him, and he clicked twice casually to send a message.

Fang Hengzhi shook off the water droplets on his hands, folded his hands together again, took a few mouthfuls of warmth into his palms, and said with a trembling voice, "Ah, it's so cold."

Cheng Yi put away his mobile phone, looked at the two thin clothes on his upper body, and said in a strange way: "Teacher Fang wants demeanor and not temperature, why is he still afraid of the cold?"

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

He rubbed his hands embarrassingly: "I must wear a padded jacket tomorrow."

Cheng Yi snorted coldly, untied the scarf around his neck and put it on his neck: "Wrap it, go back, class will start soon."

As if to prove his words, just after finishing speaking, the school bell rang for class preparation.

Fang Hengzhi tightened the scarf, feeling the warmth left by the last person on it, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Yes."

The two of them rushed to the classroom in a hurry, but Du Mao, who was already in the classroom, had no intention of going to class at all, and just stared at the phone for a long time without returning to his senses.

There was a chat interface on the phone, and the chat interface with Cheng Yi was currently stuck on the message sent by the other party a minute ago.

[3 and 25]: How do you like it?

It wasn't until the official class bell rang that Du Mao came back to his senses, and began to delete, delete, delete and type carefully and carefully.

This class was self-study, and he happened to be sitting in the corner of the classroom. As long as the inspecting teacher didn't poke his head into the window, he would never be found playing with his mobile phone.

Of course, even if he can be found out, he doesn't care anymore. Solving his emotional problems for brother Yi is the first priority.

Although he is not sure if this is his brother Yi's first love affair.

Although the meaning of this question is quite obvious, but he thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of any god who could snatch brother Yi's soul away.

To be honest, although Cheng Yi's grades are poor and his family conditions are not very good, Du Mao just thinks that this person is very good, so good that he is more than enough to match a fairy.

When Cheng Yi received Du Mao's essay, he had already finished half of the class.

He was a little absent-minded during this half of the class, and his eyes always drifted to the mobile phone in the table hole from time to time.

The moment he received Du Mao's message, he almost clicked into the chat interface in the next second.

[Ermao]: Bro, your answer to this question is very vague. I don’t know if your reaction is the same as mine. Anyway, I used to like my classmate in junior high school. I was nervous when I saw her. I typed many drafts in my stomach, but in the end there was not a usable version. As soon as she spoke, I became dumb.

[Ermao]: But bro, do you have someone you like?No way, I haven't seen any girls around you recently?

Cheng Yi thought that of course there were no girls, Fang Hengzhi was all around him recently.

Looking at the string of texts sent by Du Mao, he sat down and thought about it, and found that it had nothing to do with him.

He supported his head with one hand, and slowly pressed the 26 letters with the other hand.

[3 and 25]: So if you keep staring at this person in a daze, and occasionally feel that your breathing is not smooth, what is this?

Du Mao, who was far away in another classroom, was lost in thought when he saw this sentence.

He wanted to say, brother, you are already greedy for others, and you still don't understand? ?

He poked the screen of the phone vigorously.

[Ermao]: Kiss, I suggest you confess your love directly~

Cheng Yi looked at this sentence and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He thought that if I confess my situation directly, something big might happen.

After turning off the phone, he looked at the people around him with a guilty conscience.

Fang Heng knew that his eyes had to be closed, and he was writing and drawing in his notebook with his head down, not very serious, and didn't notice that he was deserting.

Cheng Yi looked away, but this time he didn't ignore the strangeness in his heart.

He sighed, just as he was about to collect these messy thoughts and study, he saw a notebook falling in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked around along the arm that hadn't been taken back.

Fang Hengzhi yawned, and gave him a frivolous smile: "Take it, Cheng Yi, I promise you will be 80% physically after reading it."

Cheng Yi exchanged glances with him, then lowered his head to flip through the notebook in his hand.

The notebook is not thick, but more than half of the pages are filled with densely packed characters, and although the characters are in continuous cursive script, compared with the usual vigorousness of the owner of the handwriting, it is obvious that it has been much more serious and restrained.

He drooped his eyes, then rolled back.

The words on the next few pages are a little bit floating, the distance between the words is almost invisible, and there is a little deviation from the horizontal line, it should be too sleepy to continue writing...

Cheng Yi suddenly felt a little sour in his eyes, and blinked quickly.

The beating speed of the chest has accelerated a lot, making it impossible for people to ignore it.

This should be like it.

Although the person I like is a bit of a dog, and the gender is also a bit bumped, but this feeling... It should be true that I like it.

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized that in fact, a long time ago, he liked watching Fang Heng know how to smile.

At that time, I only thought that this person had a good-looking smile and could bring everyone's mood to get better together.

Until now, he didn't know that this liking didn't come out of nowhere without a reason, it was all because of his own twisted thoughts.

He was a little apprehensive.

It was the first time he fell in love with someone and he had no experience, so he suddenly felt a little scared. He was afraid that his liking would turn into a secret love that would end without a cause, and he was also afraid that this not-so-clean little thought would be exposed.

Boys like boys... I don't know if Fang Hengzhi will find it strange, or even disgusting.

Cheng Yi has a wide range of drafts on the Internet, and he has received a lot of orders about homosexuality. He has learned a lot before, so it is relatively quick for him to accept here.

It’s just that I didn’t know it was liking before, and I never thought about it.

But Fang Heng knew it was different, this guy was the young master of a rich family.

Although he himself is different from the rich second generations in online novels, Cheng Yi doesn't know what his family's education is like.

After all, the wealthy families in the novel generally discriminate against and strongly resist homosexuality.

Cheng Yi didn't dare to gamble, so he didn't dare to show even a little bit of his small thoughts.

For the time being...it's safest to keep a safe distance as a friend with Fang Hengzhi.

At least it won't be exposed.

Fang Hengzhi didn't pay attention to his expression and state, because he was really sleepy. He spent almost all night writing notes every day, lying on the table for a while when he was sleepy, and continued writing when he woke up. .

The academic test is coming soon, Cheng Yi spends a lot of time on liberal arts, and has no time to study science, so he has to sum up all the knowledge points and scoring points in the shortest time, so that he can Help Cheng Yi reduce some useless work on the way to study.

Fortunately, he has a good memory, combined with what he summed up and the basis in the book, he quickly wrote down these condensed knowledge points.

But it is definitely impossible to say that you are not tired. Fang Hengzhi feels that he will probably use the current level of study for the college entrance examination in the future.

Thinking of this, he sighed.

So, the crush in high school is very sour.

I'm too busy and tired, but seeing the person I like is happy, I feel a little satisfied, as if I'm being led away by this person in every move.

It became a little less like himself, but he didn't hate this feeling.

Because Cheng Yi is very good, so good that he likes him is a very happy thing.

"Look carefully." He reminded again, but he was not at all worried that his hard work for several days was in vain, because he knew that no one would study more seriously than Cheng Yi, "It will be the last simulation soon. .”

"Yeah." Cheng Yi seriously and preciously opened the notebook to the first page and put it in front of him, "The goal is eighty points."

Fang Hengzhi was amused by his words, and said lazily: "This is not a hard requirement, after all, long live sixty, as long as you don't regress, it's fine, take half an hour to read it every day, and use the rest of the time to see you I can sort out your weak points, chemistry knowledge points for you tonight, there is only one week left, so please work hard."

Cheng Yi didn't answer him immediately, but straightened his back slightly, and asked hesitantly, "Why... are you so kind to me?"

Fang Hengzhi suffocated for a moment, his shoulders stiffened for a second, but he quickly shrugged nonchalantly: "Students should not be united and friendly? You are still my deskmate, please take special care~"

Cheng Yi couldn't tell what it was like, and nodded with a smile: "It's my honor, thank you Teacher Fang."

One of the three major illusions in life: the person I like also likes me.

He knew that Fang Hengzhi was a fool, and this explanation was completely reasonable.

It was obvious that the unrealistic idea that just popped up was a powerful and unconstrained style, but when it was confirmed that it was indeed his fantasy, he was still a little disappointed.

After all, I just realized the smallness in my heart, and now I have experienced a small storm, which is a bit exciting,

High school students study hard, in fact, time flies very fast.

Cheng Yi only felt that as soon as he lowered his head and then raised his head, it was time for school to end.

He still didn't go to school's night self-study, and when he saw the hour hand pointing to "6", he began to pack his schoolbag and prepare to leave.

As a result, from the corner of the eye, Fang Hengzhi was also packing his schoolbag.

He frowned: "Are you planning to skip class?"

"Huh?" Fang Hengzhi was stunned for a moment before he smiled helplessly, "Is my image in your eyes already so hopeless?"

Cheng Yi tilted his head, raised the corners of his lips and said, "You don't have any idea?"

Fang Heng knew that he was used to being scolded, so he shrugged his shoulders when he heard the words, and said in a good temper: "Okay, I won't insult myself. But this time it's really not about escaping, it's about business."

Cheng Yi stood up, with his schoolbag on one shoulder, raised his foot and kicked his bench: "Yo? Are you still busy?"

"That's inevitable." Fang Heng knew that he had packed all the schoolbags, got up and stood beside him, and those who had learned something also hung their schoolbags on one shoulder, "My dad has a dinner and wants to take me with him. Together, we can't push it away."

Cheng Yi saw that his clothes were flimsy, not to mention that he was hanging loosely and loosely on his body, so he had a headache, so he simply turned around and left: "Understood, the young master is going home to take over the family property."

Fang Heng couldn't help but laugh, and quickly took two steps to follow: "Is it damaged or not?"

He lightly touched Cheng Yi's shoulder, tilted his head slightly, and looked sideways at him: "You used to go out with your father often to socialize?"

"Yeah." Fang Hengzhi nodded, and tightened the scarf around his neck that hadn't been returned, "But in the past, he almost didn't want to drink and took me there as a shield."

Cheng Yi laughed: "Then you are quite useful."

"Isn't it?" Fang Hengzhi sighed, "Enhance the relationship between him and my mother, and reduce the friction caused by drinking."

Cheng Yi: "Your mother is number one in your family, right?"

"Yes." Fang Hengzhi raised his hand and drew a horizontal line in the void above his head, "Ceiling level, Lafayette treatment."

Cheng Yi rolled his eyes: "What about you?"

Fang Hengzhi sneered, and instantly lowered his hand below the hip bone: "Compared with her, it's a world of difference."

"My condolences." Cheng Yi patted him on the shoulder, greeted the uncle security guard at the school gate, and waved to him, "Let's go, pay attention to safety on the way home."

"Well, you should also pay attention to safety." Fang Hengzhi completely ignored the big G across the road, watched him leave before turning around and crossing the road unhurriedly.

"What are you doing whimpering?" Fang Zechang had a headache when he saw his son, and as soon as he got into the car, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out, "It's almost late."

"Fuck!" Fang Hengzhi was taken aback, frowned and said displeasedly, "Old Fang, can you drive more steadily?!"

"Who are you calling, little bastard?" Fang Zechang's forehead twitched with anger, "It's treason!"

Fang Hengzhi shrugged, and slumped in the back seat of the car, his long legs domineeringly occupying the entire rear seat: "What big project are you going to talk about today?"

"It's not a big project this time." Fang Zechang adjusted the rear car mirror to prevent himself from being mad at seeing the big stick, "It's your father's former classmate, I'll sell him a favor and help him build a Bath center."

"???" Fang Hengzhi's phoenix eyes stared round, "I'm going, old Fang, your cross-server is too big, right?? You built a bathhouse?"

Fang Zechang's company is a construction bureau, which can take care of everything from design to construction. Usually, what he takes over is the list of real estate bigwigs or national-level construction. It is really rare to see a bathing center... No, I have never seen it!

"I told you it's because of the favor of my old classmate!!!" Fang Zechang finally couldn't help it, and yelled at him, "I told you it's a bathing center! Not a bathhouse!!!"

"Almost the same!" Fang Hengzhi waved his hands indifferently, and said coolly, "There is not much difference."

Fang Zechang tightened his grip on the steering wheel, thinking that it wouldn't make much difference if I went to your mother!

In fact, Fang Zechang was also a good-tempered, gentle and handsome man in the past, and it was because of this that Ru Ting fell in love with him back then.

But ever since he had Fang Hengzhi, his filial son has been challenging his bottom line. Three of the three sentences are repeatedly jumping on the edge of his endurance line. The most amazing thing is that whenever he is about to explode, this bastard Two or three sentences can fill him back with anger.

If you can't scold and can't fight, it's really embarrassing.

The Fang family has always been curious about how Fang Zechang, a gentle and rich n-generation with a strong root, gave birth to such a second-hand stick Fang Hengzhi.

And this rich n+1 generation in turn led him astray.

Except for his brain and face, he really inherited nothing from his father.

But Fang Hengzhi faced this kind of question with a kind of chic and unrestrained self-abandonment.

It can be said that apart from being a little restrained when facing the fuck, other times there is a great persistence of "you can say whatever you want, I will change it and I will lose".

It's not worrying to worry about, and there are a lot of jerks, but after all, she is the youngest of the Fang family's generation, so the family can only pamper her.

"Old classmates who see Dad later remember to call Uncle Fu." Fang Zechang reminded.

"Yeah." Fang Hengzhi nodded perfunctorily, he still wouldn't make mistakes with this bit of etiquette.

Fang Zechang finally showed his first satisfied expression after seeing him: "Remember to block some wine for your dad later. Whenever someone comes to persuade you to drink, you remind me. Do you know how to say it?"

started again.

Fang Hengzhi nodded helplessly: "I know." Not only did he know, he was quite proficient.

Fang Zechang smiled and nodded: "Good boy, Dad will ask you a card for the bathing center later, and you can go there if you want to take a bath in the future."

This time Fang Hengzhi's eyes lit up: "When will it open?"

"The construction has been completed a long time ago, and I guess the decoration inside is about the same." Fang Zechang said, "I guess it will open during the Chinese New Year."

Chinese New Year...

Fang Heng rubbed his chin. During the Chinese New Year, their passing exams have already ended, and they probably have to enter the small art training soon. Then they can invite Cheng Yi to relax...

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back, and hooked the corner of his mouth.

No matter how much the rearview mirror was adjusted, it still couldn't completely avoid the people behind him, so Fang Zechang glanced and saw his son rubbing his chin and not knowing what he was thinking, and smiling very...unspeakable.

"Why are you so wretched?" He couldn't help frowning, "Why isn't there any demeanor like mine before?"

Fang Hengzhi instantly withdrew his smile: "Huh?"

Fang Zechang sighed: "Your father and I used to be a handsome school girl, why didn't you inherit any of it?"

Not only was it not inherited, but it was the complete opposite, laughing like a pervert.

"..." Fang Hengzhi pressed his eyebrows, and sneered very disdainfully, "Oh."

Fang Zechang: "..." What a shame!

That night, Cheng Yi did receive the electronic chemical notes sent by Fang Hengzhi, which were obviously much easier to understand than the words written by the man.

But speaking of it, he still prefers the handwritten version.

But people can't be greedy, Cheng Yi looked down at the physics notes on the table, and curled his lips.

Forget it, one book is enough.

The fingertips touched the slightly curved corner of the notebook, rubbed it back and forth, and smoothed it out again.

Can't think about anything else, he thought to himself, people can't, at least shouldn't become love brains at this time.

Learning, learning is king!

Cheng Yi scratched his hair, whispered "ah" for a while, and then calmed down, looking at his notes without distraction.

Fang Hengzhi helped him eliminate a lot of external resistance, and he felt sorry for the two obvious dark circles on this man's face if he failed the exam.

Whether it is long or short, a week is not short, and the exam is coming soon.

Fang Hengzhi and Cheng Yi are quite destined this time, and the test centers are in the attached middle school, but the floors are different.

On the morning of the exam, Fang Zechang sent them off. This was the first time Cheng Yi met Fang Hengzhi's father.

Fang Hengzhi's father looks quite similar to Fang Hengzhi, especially the nose and mouth, which are almost exactly the same, but the eyes are not.Fang Hengzhi's eyes are phoenix eyes, but Fang Zechang's eyes are more round, which makes the temperament of the two develop in two completely different directions.

Fang Hengzhi is arrogant and lazy, while Fang Zechang appears to be much gentler, a well-educated and reliable adult.

When he came to pick up Cheng Yi in the bungalow, he didn't look down upon Cheng Yi at all. On the contrary, he was always kind and friendly, waiting for him to pack up his things and get in the car. This made Cheng Yi feel good about him. The value is full.

So Fang Hengzhi received a WeChat message from his deskmate who was only a fist away from him in the car.

[To be determined]: Why don't you look like your father at all?

Fang Hengzhi: "???"

For almost 17 years, for the first time, he fell into deep thought when faced with this question.

The academic test for this reform in Jiangsu has a total of two days. On the first day, there are morning and afternoon exams. The time is relatively tight, so I can only find a nearby place to eat at noon.

However, there are not many restaurants near the attached middle school. Fang Ze often didn't want the two children to be crowded with a group of students at noon, so he found a roadside parking place and waited for them by himself at the school gate.

As he approached the examination room, he raised his clenched fist and placed it by his side. The other party smiled and said, "Play normally, come on."

Fang Hengzhi looked at his fist with raised eyebrows, and was about to reach out to touch him, when suddenly he saw Cheng Yi absent-mindedly reciting the handout from the corner of his eye.

So the hand that was about to reach out stopped, and he just bent the corner of his mouth and said a simple "oh".

Fang Zechang's eyes were confused for a moment, as if he didn't understand why this bad son ignored him.

He didn't react until another teenager who had been standing silently touched his fist with a cold hand.

Cheng Yi thought that Fang Heng knew that he was having a temper with his father again, and was afraid that Fang Ze would not be able to get off the stage, so he reached out and punched him to help them out, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, Fang Heng knows that there is nothing wrong with passing this exam. Difficulty."

Fang Hengzhi lowered his head and let out a muffled laugh.

Cheng Yi glared at him unconsciously.

Fang Ze often looked at him and at his own son, and suddenly understood something.

He shook his head with a smile, and raised his hand to gently touch Cheng Yi's head: "It's not just him, you have to work hard! Uncle is waiting for you at the door, and he will come out at noon to take you to eat delicious food."

Cheng Yi was stunned at this moment. No one touched his head for a long time, and he froze for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The eyes are so dry that you can blink.

When the warm temperature above his head left, he seemed to return to his soul, and nodded in a daze: "Okay."

Xu Shi hasn't seen an obedient child for a long time, but Fang Ze often looks at him, and the more he looks at him, the more he likes him.

Fang Heng knew that if this child could be half obedient, he wouldn't get angry every day.

Patting Cheng Yi on the shoulder, he gently reminded: "The time is almost up, let's enter the examination room."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Hengzhi hooked Cheng Yi's shoulder with his arm, and said with a smile, "Let's go, Brother Yi, let's make it quick!"

Cheng Yi gave him a warning look: "Be careful, don't hand in the papers in advance."

Fang Hengzhi smiled with a good temper: "Okay."

Only then did Cheng Yi look away, and looked at Fang Zechang a little embarrassedly: "Then uncle, let's go in."

Fang Zechang nodded and stood there watching the two teenagers dragging them past the security check into the school.

It was said to be pulling and pulling, but in fact it was mainly because my son was pulling another boy, and the one being pulled looked a little helpless, but he never pushed the other boy away.

Thinking of the scene where Cheng Yi trained Fang Hengzhi just now, Fang Zechang felt a little strangely relieved.

Future daughter-in-laws can just look for them according to this standard, he thought to himself, after all, there are really not many people who can cure Fang Hengzhi.

Cheng Yi took the exam on the third floor, and Fang Hengzhi was on the fifth floor.

So at the stairs on the third floor, he threw away the existence that was like a dog's skin plaster that had been dragging him, turned around and entered the examination room without any nostalgia.

Just before entering the examination room, he heard the man say to him——

"Student Cheng Yi, you must perform normally."

It's not about cheering up, and it's not about passing every exam, it's about performing normally.

From Fang Hengzhi's point of view, he already has the ability to pass the test, so it's fine as long as he can perform normally.

This kind of trust is like Fang Zechang's unquestioning of Fang Heng's ability to know.

The subtle but unnegligible tension in my heart suddenly disappeared with these words.

Just like Fang Hengzhi stared at the papers for countless times, Cheng Yi calmly began to answer the questions almost as soon as he got the papers.

Just a must-win exam, he thought.

At the same time, Fang Hengzhi, who just got the paper, smiled lightly,

Cheng Yi should have finished the first question by now. He curled up his mouth and painted a B on the answer sheet.

It's safe to be safe, but he still has to hand in the paper in advance today.

He wanted to be the first to leave the examination room, and the first to meet Cheng, who had won the victory and returned home.

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