Teach the villain to be a man again

After eating, the two of them returned to the same situation at home as before.

Song Zhu was doing the questions there, while Xie Jue changed from doing the questions before, silently sorting out the knowledge in his head beside him.

The past few days have been a bit too much, and the amount of questions Song Zhu originally set for himself has not been achieved.

I can only chase desperately at this moment.

Although she said that she has gone to university, but speaking of it, these are almost forgotten after so many years, and there are many problem-solving methods that are different from what she remembers.

So I can only make up for the rest at this moment.

Xie Jue opened his eyes after sorting out what he considered to be more important knowledge.

What catches the eye is Song Zhu's concentration.

Speaking of it, there has always been a saying, "A serious man is the most handsome."

But now she looks like a girl who is not inferior when she is serious.

Song Zhu focused on the paper in his hand, not paying any attention to Xie Jue's gaze.

From time to time, she sketched on the question paper and calculated on the arithmetic paper.

It seems that there is only that question left in the whole world.

In the past, they were always together with Song Zhu in the evening, doing their own things separately and being very focused.

But now, he had never seen it like this before.

Perhaps, it is still not hard enough, at least not as focused and serious as her when doing the questions.

Some things should go on for good.

"Wow, I finally finished it. It really took too much time. I thought the college entrance examination would be easier, but now I think it's just my imagination. I'm really improving."

It was different from her previous reminders. After all, after several years of planning, these old men who came up with the questions also used their brains.

Song Zhu stretched his waist, and as soon as he raised his head, he fell into Xie Jue's eyes.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"You look good."

I don't know if there is a sentence... Whether it is appropriate to say it, Song Zhu is a little speechless, this person is getting more and more presumptuous, and he can say such words casually.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll go back to my room to rest, and I'll get up early tomorrow. By the way, are you going out with me tomorrow or with Yunxi?"

Song Zhu can only choose to ignore these things, she really has no experience to deal with them.

"No, I'll go with you. The arrangements for the examination room and examination time are different, and they have been adjusted. The order of the two of us is different."

Xie Jue didn't feel much about Song Zhu's ignorance, since he was by his side anyway.

Song Zhu nodded without saying anything, got up and left directly, but only she knew that it was such a short way back to the room.

I don't know how many things I have thought about in my head.

"If he goes on like this, what will he do?"

Song Zhu lay down on the bed after washing for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep.

Xie Jue has already confessed his love to her, and he is saying that the performances of these few days are not fake.

Although she is emotionally dull, she can still feel these things.

At this moment, you can still use your learning to prevaricate, but what about in the future?
so annoying.

Song Zhu suddenly felt that it was good for him to live like that before, at least he didn't have so many troubles, and some were just troubles in the experiment.

That's still a treat.

Because of tossing and turning the night before, the next morning, even with makeup on, the bruises under the Lord's eyes could not be covered up.

"You didn't sleep well last night, what's going on with you, did you go back to cultivate immortality?"

"Xie Jue, who is as strong as a little bully, can tell jokes now. It seems that my training results during this period of time are not bad. It's okay, let's go after breakfast, don't delay."

Song Zhu twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling a little lethargic. This kind of mental slack made her feel that even the injury on her leg didn't hurt that much anymore.

Xie Jue looked at the girl walking in front of him, shook his head, a little helpless, he originally thought that he could use a wheelchair today, but looking at Song Zhu's appearance, he probably wouldn't want to.

After a simple breakfast, the two got on the bus. They had already reserved a car.

Xie Jue packed very simple things today, just a cello and a schoolbag.

Song Zhu didn't recite anything at all, just because he was afraid that it would be inconvenient if something happened on the road.

The first thing the two of them went to was the conservatory where they were going to pass the exam the most.

Beijing Conservatory of Music.

After all, it is the most famous and influential conservatory in the capital, Song Zhu can feel the artistic atmosphere blowing over him just by stopping at the school gate.

The construction of the college is based on the ancient style, which is different from other conservatories. Even though there are many musical instrument majors in this conservatory that did not belong to ancient China, the layout of the school gate is still so retro.

Today is the time for the official school exam, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Most of them were accompanied by their parents, and most of the remaining ones were alone. Such a combination is quite rare.

Song Zhu looked over worriedly, and sure enough, he saw a trace of envy on Xie Jue's face that was too late to hide.

Suddenly she felt very distressed, she was obviously uncomfortable, and she was still here pretending to be nothing, when she came here, was she just a little follower?
Song Zhu stretched out his hand and held Xie Jue tightly.

"This time we will definitely succeed. Your progress and Tang Wu's comments are not false."

The touch in his hand made Xie Jue dazed for a moment.

Xie Jue looked at this little girl who was a head lower than herself.

Obviously at this time, it should be a treasure in the hands of his parents. Even if his parents are often away from home, there will be a lot of love for her.

But now it was like a little adult, teaching him a lesson.

The problem is that Xie Jue really enjoys it a bit.

Xie Jue unconsciously shook his hand back gently.

"Let's go."

Information about the exam has already been sent to the mailbox that Xie Jue left in advance.

In addition, I had already visited once yesterday, this time the two of them found the outside of the examination room very smoothly.

People here are those whose parents are waiting, some whose children happen to be inside, and some who already know about it and are crying sadly as a result.

Seeing such a scene at first glance, even Song Zhu, a 30-year-old girl in her soul.

At the moment, I also have mixed feelings. Regarding the art test, I am choosing the Beijing Conservatory of Music again.

Some are for dreams, while others are for further entry into the entertainment industry.