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This class obviously only lasted 45 minutes, but to Su Lesheng, it seemed like several hours had passed.When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he turned his head in relief and looked in Liang Song's direction.

Su Lesheng originally thought that Liang Song would not just look over, but he happened to meet his gaze.

Su Lesheng looked away in embarrassment, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Liang Song pushing away the chair and walking towards him.

"I found a few majors that I want to take, can you help me analyze them?" Liang Song supported Su Lesheng's desk with one hand, half bent down to block most of the sunlight coming in from the window, "Brother."

【Are you really not angry anymore? 】

"Why should I be angry?" Liang Song smiled, patted Su Lesheng on the shoulder to let him sit inside, and sat beside him.

【You haven't talked to me for several days. 】

Su Lesheng typed for Liang Song with his head down, deliberately ignoring the real point of his question.

"I thought you were mad at me."

Liang Song propped his forehead with one hand, and pointed Su Lesheng's finger a little aggrievedly: "You are the one who ignored me first."

【Why should I be angry with you? 】Su Lesheng threw this question back to Liang Song, but his heart was very empty.

It turned out that Liang Song didn't care about his actions that day at all.

How could he make such a big oolong?Su Lesheng had a fever on his face. He stared at the slit of his pencil case, wishing it would swallow him.

"I do not know."

Liang Song lowered his eyebrows and looked more and more like a big dog who has been wronged: "But seeing you keep a straight face all day long, I will..."

【Is it scary when I keep a straight face? 】

Su Lesheng touched his face subconsciously, as if Jiang Hao used to always say that he had a cold face and didn't smile.

"I... I told you not to be angry."

【you say. 】Su Lesheng put his hand into the pen bag, holding his historic hero pen.

"A little bit."

"Snapped"!

Su Lesheng tapped the back of Liang Song's hand with a pen.

"Didn't you say you're not angry?" Liang Song asked while touching the back of his hand.

[I'm not angry. 】Su Lesheng put the pen back into the pencil case, and looked at Liang Song with his chin in his hand.

[In this case, why did you take the initiative to talk to me just now? 】

In fact, he wanted to ask Liang Song if he had read the love letter, and thought it was strange, so he changed it temporarily.

"I saw you stuffing things into my drawer during class, and I thought you had something to give me. When I got excited, I..."

Unexpectedly, Su Lesheng didn't mention it, but Liang Song talked about it himself: "It turned out that Zhang Xue gave it to me."

【Do you really want me to give you something? 】

This was originally a good opportunity to ask "Then did you see the gift she gave you?", but Su Lesheng still couldn't ask.

"No, you are good enough to me."

That's what Liang Song said, but Su Lesheng could tell that he was duplicity.

Su Lesheng would always be envious of Zhang Xue at such times. Her relatively well-to-do family background allowed her to buy milk tea for Liang Song and make semi-cooked cheese at the same time.

What can I give Liang Song, besides helping him with tutoring?

To put it bluntly, knowledge is priceless, but to put it bluntly...

[Where is your volunteer record?show me. 】

Su Lesheng sighed silently, forcing himself to clear the messy thoughts in his mind.

"I wrote it here."

Hearing this, Liang Song took out a piece of homework paper from his trouser pocket, and there was a little pink in his movements.

It's Zhang Xue's love letter.

He has seen it?

Is it so precious that you still have to carry it with you?

"What are you looking at?"

【No. 】Su Lesheng quickly looked away, shook the homework paper, and studied Liang Song's college entrance examination application.

There were only two lines on the paper, and it was written about the sociology and law majors of Southern University.

Su Lesheng frowned.

"What's wrong, these two majors are not good?"

【no. 】

When Su Lesheng and Jiang Hao were studying the past scores of Southern University, Su Lesheng remembered that he had seen the lowest scores for law and sociology majors.Judging from Liang Song's current grades, he is nearly [-] points away from these two majors.

[Do you really want to take these two majors? 】Su Lesheng asked.

"real."

【Why?I think the education major of Nancheng Normal University is quite suitable for you. 】

Nancheng Normal University is one in the province.Although Liang Song's grades are not enough for this school, the chances of winning are not so small.

"Because it is very interesting to study the rules of social operation." Liang Song picked up Su Lesheng's pen from the pencil case with his slender fingers, and turned it casually, but the expression on his brows was extremely serious, "Most of the wealth in this society And how power is concentrated in the hands of a small number of people, and how they manage the majority of people, only by studying these can we better change the rules, isn't it?"

This was the topic they talked about last time, but Liang Song still remembered it.Su Lesheng's heart warmed, and he looked at Liang Song with a little firmness in his eyes.

【it is good. 】

[Since you want to take the test, I will help you. 】

[I'll make a study plan for you later, and you arrange your time according to the steps above. 】

"Well, thank you, brother." Liang Song smiled, his dark eyes reflected the skylight outside the window, making Su Lesheng smell the smell of summer.

[By the way, are you going to Sha County tonight? 】

Su Lesheng has never been so impatient before, it seems that the plan will be implemented immediately [I will help Aunt Liu grind rice tonight, and I can help you go through the political knowledge points you have learned by taking the time. 】

"Okay." Liang Song agreed, "Tell me about those multiple-choice questions for comics, okay? I choose wrong every time."

In the evening, there is a "tough battle" to be fought in the Shaxian store.Aunt Liu borrowed a Taipower steel mill from next door, and ground nearly a hundred catties of rice milk at once.Su Lesheng, Liang Song, and Aunt Liu were busy working from 07:30 to nearly ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone had white spots on their faces and bodies, as if they had just painted the walls.

"Thanks for your hard work."

There was a sound of pots and pans colliding in the kitchen, and Aunt Liu held the spatula and said to Su Lesheng in the dense heat, "Usually the store doesn't sell pot side paste when it's too tiring, it's just for the festival... Originally, the old Mr. and Mrs. Zhao come to help every year, but this year... oh."

【What happened to Uncle Zhao? 】

"Didn't his daughter go on a graduation trip some time ago? Well, a few days ago, the police came to him and his wife with her Jade Buddha card, and everyone knew that the girl had probably..."

The second half of the sentence, which was hidden by the slightly trembling voice, was self-explanatory.Su Lesheng's mood sank empathetically.

"It's really..." Aunt Liu took out a piece of paper and blew her nose, "Forget it, the world is not peaceful recently, you and Xiao Liang should be careful with each other."

Su Lesheng patted her hand, nodded, and handed over three bowls.

Dried salted fish, dried shrimps and clams are boiling in the big iron pot, and fresh green celery is lazily lying on pieces of rice paste.Su Lesheng came out with three hot bowls and sat beside Liang Song.

[How is the review going? 】

"I memorized all the knowledge points you listed." Liang Song closed the notebook in front of him to make room for Su Lesheng.

[Give me the notebook, spot check. 】

"Why are you still studying so late?"

Aunt Liu came out while wiping her hands on the apron, and smiled when she saw the notebook in Liang Song's hand: "Let's eat first, how can I have the energy to study when I'm hungry?"

[It’s agreed that I will pass the knowledge point tonight, and I will eat after checking. 】Su Lesheng refused to give in.

"You child, what can you do if you review later..."

"Recently, the study task is quite tight, we will eat after checking."

Liang Song snatched the conversation with a smile, and handed the notebook to Su Lesheng obediently.

So they started the process of spot-checking knowledge points under Aunt Liu's angry and funny eyes.It has to be said that Liang Song's learning efficiency is quite high, and he didn't get stuck after some questions from Su Lesheng.

Until the last knowledge point.

"The development process of materialism is ancient naive materialism, modern mechanical materialism, dialectical materialism and..."

Liang Song paused, and couldn't remember what the last one was materialism.

"It's almost ready, the paste is cold." Aunt Liu, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but said, "I'll recite the remaining two sentences later, it won't be a while."

[No, the last point must be memorized. 】

"Ancient naive materialism, modern mechanical materialism, dialectical materialism..." Liang Song repeated what he just said, but he still couldn't remember the most crucial point.

He looked at Su Lesheng with his chin propped on his hand, and kicked Su Lesheng's foot under the table.

In fact, it is not so much kicking as it is begging for mercy and acting like a baby like tickling, like a dog who really can't hold a Frisbee biting its owner's trouser leg and wagging its tail.

Su Lesheng sighed silently, and glanced out the window.

There is a bus stop outside the window, and the promotional slogan on the platform has just been renovated, which reads "Keep in mind the historical mission".

"Historical materialism." Liang Song finally remembered, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Su Lesheng raised the corners of his lips, and threw the notebook into his arms.

"Okay, eat quickly." Aunt Liu pushed the side of the pot of paste in front of them, "I specially added big bones to this soup, don't waste it."

[Thank you, auntie. 】

The paste on the side of the pot has been placed for a while, and it is indeed a bit lumpy.Su Lesheng took a big mouthful with a spoon, and the fresh and sweet taste rolled down his throat, and his empty stomach immediately felt better.

"Liang Song, you eat too, don't just look at Le Sheng." Aunt Liu patted Liang Song's arm, and suddenly seemed to find something, "Hey, what is this in your trouser pocket?"

"It's a letter." Liang Song said shyly.Su Lesheng watched his actions from across the table, he should have stuffed the letter into his trouser pocket.

"What letter, from the girl?"

"……Um."

"A love letter?" Aunt Liu lowered her voice with a smile.

Hearing Liang Song's "hmm" again, Su Lesheng put down the spoon in his hand.

"So shy, it seems that you promised her?"

"No, I'm going to give it back to her."

Su Lesheng couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at him.

"Don't you like him?" Aunt Liu didn't notice Su Lesheng's small gestures, gossiping like a parent who started worrying about their children's life-long affairs right now, "Do you think his parents are not good-looking?"

"No, she's pretty."

She is quite beautiful, and if she stands with Liang Song, she is so good that she can't fault her.

He was a little unhappy again, and took a big mouthful of mush on the side of the pot.

"It's just that my academic performance is not very good. I prefer the type that can help me with my grades."

Su Lesheng almost choked on the food in his mouth.

"You know how to make progress." Aunt Liu said cheerfully, "But this kind of thing can't be done just by studying. The two of you still have to get along."

"Well, I also like to cook delicious food."

"Oh, you're still a foodie, what else?"

"I also like small animals, who are careful and soft-hearted, and can't be much shorter than me... Hiss!" Liang Song's words were suddenly replaced by a painful cry.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Liu asked without knowing it, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Yes, my feet hurt.

Because Su Lesheng kicked Liang Song under the table just now.