Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 9 [College Entrance Examination Copy] Let’s recite it from the English sample essay
The video was connected all night, accompanied by the sound of the man's shallow breathing, Wen Queyu couldn't help but had a nightmare.

The dream is a large rose field, she is the owner of this rose field, wearing a wreath, sitting on a chair, eating ice cream and looking at her own land.

Still humming a ditty.

"When I think of you, I will, wu~~~ Kong hates you, don't dream for a long time, wu~~~"

Before Wu finished, a bulldozer came from the end, and a man wearing a straw hat drove the bulldozer to flatten her large rose field.

She immediately stood viciously with her hips crossed to guard her own field, her own land, and said fiercely, "Where did you come from! How dare you push your aunt's field?!"

Then, the man wearing a straw hat slowly took off his straw hat under the scorching sun.

A face with delicate eyebrows and eyes was revealed.

He stood on the bulldozer with an expressionless face, bending down to look at her level.

Ask her word for word.

"Have you memorized the English model essay?"

".????"

Her fields, her dreams.

Why are you still forced to study by Jiang Yousi? !
Is it the devil? ! ! ! !

When he woke up the next day, Wen Queyu patted his chest, trying to pat away the fright he had received in the dream, and the man in the dream who was wearing a straw hat and driving a bulldozer had a white towel casually placed on his head, and his hair was wet Water was dripping down, and only a large bath towel was used to wrap the lower half of the body, exposing the muscular chest.

The warm fish is very dumbfounded.

A comparison chart slowly appeared in his mind, the left side is Jiang Youbi in the dream, and the right side is the real Jiang Youbi.

She pursed her lips and swallowed secretly.

His eyes wandered to his bare skin.

Adhering to the principle of seeing as many times as possible, Wen Queyu glanced a few more times, and closed his eyes when the other party brushed his hair and walked over to pick up the phone and continued to pretend quickly. sleep.

There was a rustle on the other side for a while, and Jiang Youpan's cold voice came from the other end.

He is no longer the soft and cute person he was when he said he was afraid yesterday.

It's as if everything revived for a while and was sent back to the Antarctic.

"Wen Que Yu, it's already 06:30 in the morning, and you're still sleeping. I don't think you want to pass the top three exams or sleep in the top three?"

Wen Queyu quickly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and recited an ancient poem silently.

"Don't listen to Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly.

Bamboo stick straw sandals lightly beat horses, who is afraid? ! "

She raised her eyebrows to deliberately emphasize the tone of the last two words, glanced at the indifferent Jiang Youpan at the end of her eyes, and continued.

"A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng!"

Jiang Yousi, "."

Wen Queyu recited a poem very smoothly, and then asked, "Do you need some more poems to wake you up?"

Jiang Yousi raised his eyebrows, nodded in agreement with what she said, "Let's start by reciting the English model essay."

"." Why is this tone exactly the same as in the dream.

So she would have nightmares because she was oppressed by Jiang Youpan so badly!

In short, this morning, Wen Queyu was not very happy.

Finally hung up the phone, carried the schoolbag carrying the pressure of the third year on the back, and set foot on the way to school, swaying into the class with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The atmosphere in the class is also very strange at the moment.

Ruan Ning stood next to the podium and looked at the big words on the blackboard with a melancholy expression. She held the hem of her skirt with both hands.

The person sitting down also had the same expression as her, with his head up and his eyes on the blackboard blankly.

As soon as Wen Queyu stepped into the class with one foot, everyone chanted in unison.

"There are still 70 days until the college entrance examination!"

Wen Queyu retracted half of his foot that he had just stepped in, and looked around suspiciously at the people in the class.

Finally, he asked the sound effect in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"It's been a month since you've been here, and every month you're close to the final mission, there will be some changes in the form here, and this is one of the changes."

Let's say it's a change.

That change is too big.

Most of the people in the previous class had similar faces. Only some people with names and conversations with her had their own faces, such as Ruan Ning, who was standing on the side of the podium at the moment, and others. Sitting in the front row was Cui Xiaoxiao, who wore big black-rimmed glasses.

But at this moment, Wen Queyu looked around, and everyone's faces gradually became clear and vivid.

Goosebumps came up on her back.

Still unable to react, Ruan Ning turned his head, looked at Wen Queyu with a strange smile, and asked word by word.

"Queyu, how is your preparation for the [-]th school entrance exam?"

Wen Queyu looked at her, and after touching the mechanical expression on the other's face, he replied with a smile.

"should be no problem."

The air seemed to have been sprinkled with dust, and the particles in the airflow slowly landed on the ground.

Wen Queyu squinted his eyes, keenly caught the long scratch on Ruan Ning's wrist, with red marks and a little bit of blood oozing out.

This long scratch looked like someone had scratched his wrist with a knife.

Wen Queyu only took a few glances and then quickly turned his gaze away. Ruan Ning was still looking at her, his lips parted and closed, and he said warmly to her in a strange tone.

"Review well, you must pass the top three exams, you know?"

Wen Queyu's fingers trembled slightly, she pursed her lips, and calmly took the schoolbag from her back to her front and hugged it.

Under the gaze of everyone, he sat in his own position.

At the same time, she heard the two people at the front table whispering something.

"But you must be in the top three!"

Wen Queyu was a little creepy, took out the test papers and review points that he brought back from his bag last night, and slowly spread them on the table.

The class bell rang, and Ruan Ning sat back in his seat stiffly.

Then slowly, slowly turned his head and stared at Wen Queyu with those expressionless eyes.

Her lips opened and closed.

After careful identification, Wen Queyu realized that what she said was, "Please—please—you."

".?!"

What exactly happened here? !

Wen Queyu frowned, and when she looked at Ruan Ning again, she smiled and shed a few tears, then turned to look at the blackboard and never looked back.

　Wen Queyu: Come to bully me in my dreams? !
　　Jiang Yousi: Who is wearing a straw hat and driving a bulldozer? !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)