After wearing a book, it is difficult to escape the law of true fragrance

In the next half a month or so, Bian Cong is a bit busy, because the monthly exam is coming.

Although it was just a small exam and I had enough knowledge, it was a matter of face, so Bian Cong calmed down these few days and memorized the homework seriously.

Fu Chenyan was also relatively quiet during this time, or in other words, he has always been relatively quiet, except for occasionally choking with Bian Cong, most of the time he didn't talk much.

The reason for the two of them choking is also very simple. It is nothing more than that when two people write, their arms tend to touch together. The classroom table is small, and the two have long legs and long arms, so it is inevitable for their arms to rub against each other.

But every time because of such a small friction, two people can quarrel.

The two of them refused to give in. If you hit me once, I will pay you back. If you hit me again, I will pay you back twice.In the end, both of their elbows were red, and they still refused to truce.

Whenever this happened, Jiang Hao'an would laugh behind him and say: You two are fighting like elementary school students, it's so funny.

Bian never spoke, just stared at Fu Chenyan, and said in his heart that he didn't care about elementary school students.

After that, the two fell into a cold war, and they could not talk to each other if they could not speak.

The monthly exam was scheduled before the November holiday, and the exam lasted for two days, and it happened to be a holiday after the exam.

Nancheng High School only needs make-up lessons in the third grade, and the first and second grades are normal holidays.

So during the seven-day National Day holiday, Bian Zeng lived a fulfilling and happy life.He not only went on a trip with his parents but also celebrated his 17th birthday.

The most important thing is that I didn't see Fu Chenyan's stinky face during the seven-day vacation, so I felt so at ease.

With two days left in the holiday, Lin Xiao asked him out for dinner.

The place for dinner appointment was in a small noodle restaurant, when Bian Cong arrived, Lin Xiao was packing up the dishes.

"Coming?" He stacked up the bowls and took out a paper towel to wipe the table.

"Isn't it a dinner appointment?" Bian Cong wondered, "Why are you so busy?"

After wiping the table and throwing the paper towels into the trash can, Lin Xiao smiled: "My store, did you forget?"

"..."

Bian Cong got stuck, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "My brain is twitching."

"Sit by yourself for a while." Lin Xiao took another piece of paper and wiped the table for him, and then he took the bowl and chopsticks to the inner room.

"Grandma, there's no side, it's still a bowl of beef noodles, add more beef."

"Never come." A gentle voice came from the back room.

"Hey!" Bian Cong agreed, saying hello grandma.

A few minutes later, an elderly man came here with a bowl of noodles.Her waist is a little arched, but her steps are very steady, and her body can be seen to be quite strong.

Bian never walked out and greeted him, "I'll come."

"Cong Cong, it's been a long time since I came to grandma's place."

Bian Cong put the bowl on the table, because it was too hot, he blew on his fingers, and then said with a smile: "Recently, there are too many homework left in school, and there is no time to play."

Grandma smiled lovingly and said, "No wonder you lost weight. Sit down quickly and eat more. Grandma added a lot of meat. Eat something good to make up for it."

Looking at the beef noodles in the bowl, he nodded, "I like grandma's beef noodles the most."

"It's still your child who has a sweet mouth. You eat first, and grandma will go to work first."

"Well, you are busy."

Sitting alone at the table eating noodles for a while, Lin Xiao came over after a while, holding a can of Coke in his hand and putting it in front of him.

Lin Xiao sat down, "Is it delicious?"

"delicious."

While burying his head in eating the noodles, Lin Xiao took a cigarette and watched him eat.

"Why are you looking at me?" Bian Cong stopped his chopsticks.

"I have something to trouble you."

"What's the matter?" Bian Cong put down his chopsticks and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Lin Xiao glanced at the back room, and then said: "Can I ask you to pay more attention to my grandma? It's no trouble, just take some time to check on her to make sure she's safe."

"Of course." Bian Cong threw the tissue into the trash can, "Why are you going out?"

"Well," Lin Xiao leaned on the back of the chair, "I want to go south to find some work. The old lady is getting old. Although she looks quite stiff now, she might get sick someday, so I just I thought about going out to make some money, and then taking her out to have a good time when I come back, so as not to regret it in the future."

Bian Cong suddenly looked at the social brother in front of him with admiration.

Tattooed arms, dyed yellow hair.

But it feels a bit contrary to him to say that he is going to work and take grandma out to play.

Bian Cong smiled, "Hey, I didn't see that you are quite filial."

"Of course," Lin Xiao said without any modesty, "It's not for nothing that you respect the old, love the young, and be good young people."

Bian Cong took a sip of Coca-Cola and said with a smile: "Give you some sunshine and you're still shining."

"Thanks bro."

"polite."

"when are we leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"Call often."

"rest assured."

After finishing the remaining half bowl of noodles, he wiped his mouth, then picked up the bowl, "Where is the kitchen?"

"Leave it there, I'll clean it up later."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

"Let's go."

As soon as Bian Cong walked to the door, he was called again, "Bian Cong."

"What's the matter? Is there anything else?"

"Be careful with Feng Long's grandson," Lin Xiao said, "I'm afraid he will trouble you."

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten, and I didn't pay him much attention." Bian Cong waved his hand, "Let's go."

After returning to school after the seven-day National Day holiday, the first class is to announce the grades.

Brother Feng held the report card full of joy, and before entering the classroom, the voice came in first, "This time our class did very well in the exam!"

"Brother Feng, have your grades come out?"

"Come out early!"

"Ah, teacher, how much is my English score, did I get 110!"

"Sun Qingqing, let me take a look." Brother Feng squinted at the report card and said after searching for a while, "125, you did well in the test."

"Teacher, where's mine, where's mine!"

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, listen to me first." Brother Feng clapped his hands, "Come, come, everyone, be quiet for a while."

"Our class did well in the exam this time. It ranked first in the class, with the highest score of 683. It is still our classmate Fu Chenyan! Everyone applauds!"

There was a crackling sound, and everyone turned to look at Fu Chenyan.

Compared with them, Fu Chenyan was much calmer. He glanced at everyone and nodded lightly.

Bian Cong looked at him, curled his lips, "Cut."

"There is another classmate who has made great progress." Brother Feng paused, "That is our classmate Bian Cong. This time the grades are very good and the progress is rapid."

"What time is it, Brother Feng?" Bian Cong stretched his neck.

"Eighth! Into the top ten!"

As soon as Brother Feng finished speaking, the whole class was silent at first, and then there was a unified "wow".

"Damn it! Brother Cong, how did you do it!" Jiang Hao'an behind him almost doubted his ears.

"It's only eighth." Bian Cong said with a bit of regret in his tone.

"Your progress has been considered rapid, keep working hard, I believe you have this strength!"

"Okay, let's not discuss it for now. The rankings of the rest of the students haven't changed much. Let's pass it on after class."

After a short announcement, Brother Feng started class.

But the voices of the discussion continued, and Bian never had to prick his ears to know that their discussions were all about him, such as why the exam was so high, whether it was cheating in the exam room, whether the paper was read wrong, and so on.

Anyway, all in all, they don't believe that they can pass the exam so high.

Bian Cong raised his eyebrows and didn't care at all.

Believe it or not, brother has this strength anyway.

If you really don't believe me, I will show you the number one next time.

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