I wait for you to see through the scenery

The commotion that took place outside the "Wufang" snack bar that night was also witnessed by several other employees in the store.

Since "Wufang" is run by five women, there are still four of them, all of whom have families with children.It's just that the men in the family have no skills and no money. Those who are sick and paralyzed in bed, those who are cowardly and incompetent, and those who go out to play mahjong all day long to lose money, and those who go home every night instead of earning money from home, but pull money from home and throw it out, are all useless.

In the afternoon, the pastry chef with Qu Liandi was named Zhang Huilan, with a thin, long face, and a laid-off cook from the cafeteria.

"Master Qu, you have chosen a good partner." Zhang Huilan kneaded her face with her head bowed.

"Who is he? I don't even bother to talk to someone who likes to play crazy." Qu Liandi also bowed her head and kneaded her face.

"That's good enough," Zhang Huilan said, "A man is hardworking and capable, knows how to love others, and protects you. If you don't give up, that's not bad... even better than the one in my family."

"You think... not bad?" Qu Liandi asked with lowered eyes.

"I think it's good." Zhang Huilan also lowered her eyes, "But I'm an outsider, so you have to ask yourself and your family's Qu Jia's opinion on this matter."

Qu Jia, alas.

The son seems to have expressed his opinion?

Qu Liandi looked up: "Huh?"

Zhang Huilan also raised her head: "Ah, here you come?"

A girl wearing a pair of bootcut jeans and a tight-fitting shirt was standing outside the window. She had long, wavy hair and a red hairpin on top of her head. She had a slender figure and was very beautiful.This is Xia Lan.

"I've finished my homework, I'm here to help you with your work." Xia Lan tossed her schoolbag.

"Don't do it, go back." Zhang Huilan said.

"Hello, Aunt Qu." Xia Lan turned her gaze to Qu Liandi, "Where's Qu Jia, are you coming over later?"

"Who knew he couldn't come?" Qu Liandi said honestly, "It's useless if I tell him not to come, he never listens to me anyway!"

Zhang Huilan just laughed, saying that your family, Qu Jia, is really good looking and really has an idea.

Xia Lan also had an idea in her heart: "I'll make two plates of sesame seed cakes before leaving!"

Xia Lan is now in the same class as Qu Jia.

No one deliberately wants to switch to a classmate, but their academic performance is average, and they are relatively poor in mathematics, physics and chemistry.In each exam, the science subjects are all 30 points and above, with a cap of 50 points; it happens that if you can get 60 points, the multiple-choice questions have a relatively high hit rate.

Forced, there is no choice, both of them are enrolled in the liberal arts class.

For the mid-term exam, the head of the grade teaching group gave them the comprehensive papers in Haidian District without fear of death.

But the students are very afraid of death, but the teacher still thinks that their failures are not miserable enough. How can they pass the test papers in Haidian!

Qu Jia was halfway through the math test paper, so he turned the paper over and buttoned it up. In the second half of class, he lay on the table to catch up on sleep and fell asleep.

When the paper was handed in, the whole class let out an "ah" and fell into long and short sighs one after another.The boy on Qu Jia's left said, "Oh, it really is a death, so heroic."

The boy on the right said: "Qu Jia, you are awesome, did you finish it in half an hour, and you fell asleep?"

"I finished reviewing the questions in half an hour, and then fell asleep." Qu Jia said.

Several people around laughed, saying that you are really good, and you will die happily.

The next test is politics, so at least it is liberal arts.Before the exam started, Xia Lan turned her head from her seat and handed Qu Jia a box of cooling oil: "Wipe your temples to wake you up."

"..." Qu Jia took it, "Thank you."

"Don't sleep this time, I heard that politics is your strong point?" Xia Lan said.

"I have no strengths." Qu Jia's mouth twitched, "Ideology, politics, Marxism-Leninism...how could it be my strengths."

"Yeah, I'm wondering too." Xia Lan smiled, "You actually got the highest score in the political test last time, ideology and politics, Marxism-Leninism, social income distribution, serving the people... how could it be you?" 'Strengths!"

"What kind of person do you think Qu Jia is?" The boy on the left had nothing to say.

"I think Qu Jia is that kind. He is very serious, with a decent appearance. He abides by the school's organizational discipline. He never arrives late or leaves early to break the school's ethos and discipline. The favorite son of our grade teacher has never had a group fight inside or outside the school." The classmate who made trouble." Xia Lan also said while turning the ballpoint pen.

Half of the class burst into laughter when they heard the phrase "the dean's own son", and the summary was in-depth and comprehensive.

The son of the dean who personally issued a "serious warning" punishment notice.

Damn... Qu Jia nodded to Xia Lan, okay, you.

In the last row of their class, there are several boys who are over 1.8 meters tall.

And the penultimate row is a few tall girls who are more than 1.6 meters and 1.7 meters.Therefore, Xia Lan sat in the row in front of Qu Jia, diagonally forward.

After school, go to the small square in front of the teaching building. Group leader Qu Jia is in charge of raising and lowering the flag this week.

He fiddled with the two hemp ropes in front of him, felt that something was wrong, raised his head and took a hard look, fuck... Qu Jia, who is strong in ideology and politics, why did you raise the national flag down this morning!

It wasn't intentional, he didn't wake up when the flag was raised in the morning, and raised the flag with his eyes closed.

Qu Jia scolded himself with contempt, and quickly tossed the rope.

Xia Lan carried her schoolbag on one shoulder, passed by, came straight over, and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Qu Jia frowned.

"I found out in the morning." Xia Lan said, "The national flag is upside down."

"You didn't tell me?" Qu Jia said.

"Anyway, you're busy with exams, so I'll see when you find out!" Xia Lan laughed, "The grade director didn't even notice, otherwise I'll definitely scold you."

"No loyalty." Qu Jia snorted.

"What kind of loyalty are you talking about?" Xia Lan smiled against the wind, "Qu Jia, do you have any loyalty to me?"

"Damn..." Qu Jia whispered, "The two ropes are entangled."

"Are you stupid!" Xia Lan went to help him choose the two hemp ropes and lowered the national flag.

The red national flag fluttered in the wind, and it slowly descended along the flagpole. When it landed in front of you, a gust of wind happened to blow the flag around Xia Lan's body, wrapping it all at once.The red silk fabric is bright and eye-catching, and once wrapped, it can wrap a bumpy figure.

Qu Jia lowered his eyes, with no expression on his face, so he didn't take another look.

He is sleepy and sleepy, his eyes are tired, who are you looking at...

Inevitably, there are more and more opportunities for Qu Jia and Xia Lan to leave school at the same time, and they will go in the same direction when they ride out of school, the direction of the "Wufang" snack bar on the East Bridge.

Of course Zhou Yao knew about this, Zhou Yao was watching from behind.

Therefore, Wang Guisheng came to this store every three days because of Qu Jia's mother.

And Zhou Yao also came to this shop every three days because of Qu Jia.

Zhou Yao was much more aggrieved than Old Wang.He would never be able to take Qu Jia's hand in a fair and straight manner, and introduce to others: This is my partner, and he has already been stamped as the owner. He is my boyfriend, so don't worry about it!

His relationship situation is much more critical than that of Lao Wang. Wang Guisheng stood with his hips in front of the "Wu Fang" snack bar. This rogue old guy has no competitors at all!

Even the old bachelors in the factory who were originally interested in Qu Liandi wanted to ask an introducer to help them match up. Ever since Lao Cai's daughter-in-law made a big fuss in the factory, saying that the relationship between Qu Liandi and Wang Guisheng was "unclear" and "old and unscrupulous". ", so I backed down and didn't dare to come.

However, Zhou Yao has a competitor, a "rival in love" who frightens him and tastes a sense of crisis he has never had before.

Zhou Yao also rode over after school, and rushed to the store immediately.He also came more and more frequently.

"Wufang" is obliquely across from the main entrance of the machine tool factory at a 45-degree angle.Next door is a state-owned non-staple food store, but that store’s business is sluggish and there are few customers. The salesperson always has an expression of indifference and being owed wages. Every time, he puts pastries in plastic bags with a bad face and throws them on the counter If you like to buy it or not, hurry up and take it away—who wants to go to such a state-owned store?

As for the privately owned "Wu Fang" snack bar, the store was full at this time, and the takeaway window began to line up at four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was an endless stream of diners until the supper time at night.

Zhou Yao bypassed the long line waiting for takeaway, and ran to the store to queue.He took the napkin from a small table, stood in the queue and quietly wiped his sweat, tidied his hair on the sideburns, stroked out the little haircut he had just done in the hair salon a few days ago, and made himself handsome.

Qu Liandi saw Zhou Yao passing by the door, and when Zhou Yao entered the store, she called out and said in a low voice, "Yaoyao, I saved your favorite one, pork head meat pancake."

"Thank you, auntie," Zhou Yao showed his invincible smile, "I love food so much."

He just has an expression of "I am a genuine family member, I will visit this store as usual".

He glanced at the tempting sugar fire, sesame biscuits, butter fried cakes, and mung bean cakes on the counter, and then tried his best to find what was inside the counter and over the operating table.

"What do you want, student?" Zhang Huilan was standing at the counter today, so it was really unnecessary to ask this question.

"That's what he wants!" Zhou Yao pointed inside, "He did that, it's like a toad spit honey."

"It's in progress, it hasn't been baked yet." The person in the flour operation room turned around and glanced at him.

"I'm waiting for you to do it." Zhou Yao said.

Qu Jiafan was wearing a baseball cap and a white apron, and his hands were covered in flour up to his elbows.In front of you are flour, rice noodles, egg liquid, black sesame, red bean paste...

Zhou Yao really stood outside the counter and waited.

He watched Qu Jia's back and movements with a good eye.

Qu Jia is in charge of the whole set of "Toad Spitting Honey" by himself today.This is actually a sesame seed cake stuffed with red bean paste. Zhou Yao watched Qu Jia lower his head and knead the dough neatly, kneading the small sesame seed cake with his palms together quickly.

It is also practiced, only hands-on.

Zhang Huilan also promoted other products to Zhou Yao: "This butter fried cake is delicious, and the sugar fire is also very delicious. Don't you want to buy some?"

"I don't eat anything else," Zhou Yao shook his head, "I want to eat the one he made."

"..."

Zhou Yao actually doesn't like dim sum.Boys are not so interested in sweets composed of various carbohydrates.He loves meat!

But it was a snack made by Qu Jia himself, even if it wasn't specially made for him.

Of course he already knew that Aunt Zhang Huilan standing at the counter was Xia Lan's mother.Only now do I know where Xia Lan's name came from. Dad's surname plus a word in her mother's name is quite pretty.

When Zhang Huilan finally walked away to knead the dough, Zhou Yao quietly slipped to the door of the operating room: "Hey."

Qu Jia glanced at him, dusted the flour off his hands, and walked over slowly.

Zhou Yao stretched out his hand to wipe the bridge of Qu Jia's nose, and then wiped his forehead.

"Don't move your hands." Qu Jia said.

"You have flour on your face." Zhou Yao said.

He then handed over the plastic bag, and opened the small lunch box inside like offering a treasure: "I made it, and I will give it to you as an extra meal."

"Why do you cook me food?" Qu Jia was quite surprised, and thought it was ridiculous, "Is there a shortage of food in this shop?"

"Can it be the same?" Zhou Yao said, "I made this for you."

"That's right, what you did is so rare." Qu Jia sneered.

"Can you save me?" Zhou Yao wanted to roll his legs and beg for attention again.Glancing at the ground, the ground is covered with white flour, forget it, don't roll around today...

"Nacco pudding!" he said again.

Okay, Qu Jia smiled, I will eat the coconut pudding you made, I love it.

The two leaned against the door frame of the operation room, one stood inside the door, the other stood outside the door, one scooped up coconut pudding, and the other ate pork head meat biscuits, peeking at each other's stupid looks that made people miss it so much.

Qu Jia handed Zhou Yao the freshly baked "Toad Spits Honey" and stuffed Zhou Yao's nagging mouth with sweet bean paste.

That night, Qu Jia stayed in the store very late again, and Zhou Yao stayed with him for another night.In one semester, there were many nights with each other like this.

"Go back!" Occasionally, Qu Jia stopped his movements without raising his head, and endured it for a long time before bursting out.

"No." Zhou Yao said.

"You're just wasting your own time." Qu Jia said, "How much score did you get in the Haidian paper for the mid-term test?...Did you get a perfect score?"

"Do you care how much I got in the test?" Zhou Yao was pounding the big pot of boiled red bean paste, "Anyway, I didn't fall out of the top three."

If he didn't fall out of the top three, the implication is that he is not No.1. Qu Jia's heart sank, and the dough in his hand was squeezed into a hole, which was ugly.

"What can't you do when you have this spare time?" Qu Jia threw the crushed dough back into a big lump of noodles, "Crack!"This time, he threw it a little harshly, with an air of anger.He didn't want to see Zhou Yao in the store at all, every minute Zhou Yao was by his side was an invisible pressure.

"Can't I accompany you when I have free time?" Zhou Yao asked back, continuing to pound, pound, pound.

"What do you think you can do here?" Qu Jia turned his head coldly and asked him, "Zhou Yao, what will you do?

"Zhou Yao, what are you doing? You only know how to eat!

"Otherwise you'll just have to clean the table."

This is not polite.There was a moment of silence in the operating room.

Zhou Yao remained silent with a sullen face, his face was a little hurt, and said, "Then I'll help you clean the table."

"I just wiped the table, so I don't need you anymore." Qu Jia looked up at the person, "There is a swill truck outside the back door, and it is going to be taken to the treatment plant one stop away. I am too busy to go, you What are you going to do?"

"..."

Zhou Yao stared at Qu Jia and remained silent.

Qu Jia also looked at Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao, can you do this?What are you doing here?Let's go back.

Zhou Yao was stunned, feeling uncomfortable, his eyes were slightly red, and said, "Okay, I'll go pull the swill truck."

He turned around and walked into the dark alley outside the door, and was immediately grabbed by the elbow by Qu Jia from behind.Zhou Yao flung his hand away angrily, but Qu Jia grabbed his wrist again, hugged him around the waist and pulled him back.

Qu Jia took off the transparent gloves, threw off the apron, and walked out of the alley sullenly: "I don't need you, I will do it myself."

……

You can't blame Qu Jia for beating him up from time to time, trying every means to drive him away, Zhou Yao can't do much to help in this shop.

He also doesn't know how to make butter fried cakes, let alone pork head meat pancakes and sugar fire. He can help skewer meat, and then wash vegetables and pots.Later, I finally learned the only pastry snack, Pai Cha Er, and I was so excited, so every time I came to the store, Zhou Yao was in charge of frying a pot of Pai Cha Er!

Because it’s best to make a fork, just make noodles, add salt, water, and black sesame seeds, and adding more or less ingredients will not affect the taste of the finished product.Knead into a large dough, then roll it into a thin pancake, cut it into pieces, and finally fry it in a pan.It's too simple, so simple that a scumbag like Zhou Yao who wears an apron can complete the whole set of steps.

So many years later, Zhou Yao's best dim sum when entertaining friends in the kitchen will always be a pot of delicious fried pork chops.

"Shop waiter." Qu Jia passed behind him and called out.

"I'm the waiter, who are you?" Zhou Yao said.

"Shop Xiaoer's husband." Qu Jia whispered against the back of Zhou Yao's head.

"Honey, when will you be the big boss?" Zhou Yao turned around, pretending to be innocent.

"You want to be the proprietress, don't you?" Qu Jia mouthed back.

"Yes." Zhou Yao nodded.

"If you dare to be the boss, I will dare to be the wife of the boss. Why are you afraid of me?!" Zhou Yao whispered a sweet word in Qu Jia's ear, and made this gauntlet boldly.

The two looked at each other, laughed silently, but didn't know what to say after laughing.

Desserts made of flour, eggs, sugar and oil may not always be sweet in the mouth. The sweetness at the beginning of the mouth will become more sour and bitter after tasting. The smile and mood at that time are full of mixed flavors.

"I didn't expect breakfast and supper to be so easy to sell. I made a lot of money, and I would be able to pay back my capital soon, and I will make money in the future." Qu Jia posted next to Zhou Yao and explained, "So I want to help my mother more. Work harder, sell more every day, and earn more money... My mother is the only one around, and the partner who comes halfway is not as reliable as me."

"I understand." Zhou Yao said, "You don't need to explain."

"Zhou Yao, don't waste time with me, I don't want to delay others." When Qu Jia spoke, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes shone with a rare mist under the lamp, and he held his head high.

Zhou Yao said, "Am I 'someone else' in your heart?"

Zhou Yao held Qu Jia's hand in a place where no one else could see, and pinched every finger and nail he liked.

The hands that were supposed to play the guitar and the piano are now full of flour under the nails.

Always rubbing this and that with various detergents, the tips of the fingers and around the nails are rough.

Qu Jia, you are the only reliable person around your mother, and Wang Lujun's father is barely a half-hearted person.

But beside you, there is not only your mother, but also you and me.

I'm a whole person!

I'm always more reliable than the one who came halfway!

We've known each other for a long, long, long time.You can't trust me?

When I first met you, you, a silly hat with swollen hair and a runny nose and a pair of blue and white sweatpants, was far less wealthy and handsome than you are now. Did the little man despise your family for lack of money?I'm not short of money, I'm not short of money to support you in the future, won't it be enough...

For Zhou Yao, he is completely machismo in the north. His mind is so simple and bright. The four big characters "I support the family" can solve the problem in a straight line. How can there be those twists and turns?

It's just that, by coincidence, the person next to him is also a man from the north, who has the same thoughts and brains as him.

That night, Qu Jia did not respond to Zhou Yao's tenderness.For the first time in his life, facing Zhou Yao's stalker-style company and care, he hesitated, and then he was at a loss. He didn't open his arms to embrace his sunshine with full confidence.

It seemed that he took a few big steps back suddenly, and standing there, he felt deeply that he was actually getting farther and farther away from Zhou Yao.

It's just that he likes Zhou Yao too much.

And Qu Jia is very sure that Zhou Yao already likes him too much!No matter what he said, Zhou Yao couldn't do without him, and was so emotionally attached to him that both of them were blinded by this deep friendship and loyalty, and blinded the weights and measures of time-space distance and class gap.

What to do about this?

What can he do?

In fact, the "Wufang" snack bar is doing well, and the situation is not too bad.The more low-cost street shops are, the more unknown and profitable they are, relying on the eight-character motto of high quality, low price and low profit.However, many people are unwilling to do this seemingly humble and crude private hawker business, which lacks long-term security and has no social status.Some people made a fortune by opening a breakfast shop and selling pancakes, and they were able to buy a house in the imperial capital.

However, it is too hard to get up early and stay late.

He can keep going on like this, one body is divided into three people, so Zhou Yao can also support him?

I don't know where the next pit is waiting for him.This kind of life has no end in sight, one year, two years... for several years, my heart is gradually numb, when will all the setbacks end.

……

That semester passed very long, step by step from summer to autumn, and then from autumn to winter.After struggling through this eventful autumn, we are approaching the winter with rich memories and faint worries.

Qu Jia often studied late at night, went to "Wufang" to work at night at least three days a week, and got up early two days to help fry pancakes.

Some students in the class probably know about it, but boys of this age already know something.The rich like to show off and show off their wealth, but whoever the classmate who is poor or living in a difficult life knows how to keep their mouths shut in front of them.

As for girls, at this age of first love, they have not overly considered the cruelty of real life and the importance of wealth and family status. When they look at boys of the same age, they only see handsome faces and youthful bodies, which is the purest hormonal attraction between the sexes. , no impurities.Therefore, no one in the class criticized family affairs. Qu Jia’s mother was laid off, and his father died. His family was so poor that he was about to drop out of school to open a shop!

Qu Jia’s height has grown by another centimeter. He is a male model with broad shoulders and long legs. Even if he only wears an old T-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans, he is handsome and kills 98% of the competitors in the whole grade. Several.Ren Qiong and Zhou Yao are the only ones who can compete with Qu Jia for returning heads. The three have different styles and attract different tastes.

Qu Jia just seemed to be getting thinner, losing a few pounds.

Xiao Jiang has also been to "Wufang" a few times, and she is considered the most frequent ordinary classmate, and she spends a lot of money when she buys it.

Six sauced meat pancakes, ten butter fried cakes, half a catty of sugar on fire, and six cups of hot soy milk!Jiang Rong was short and didn't have to bend his waist. He poked his head slightly from the counter window and had a full view of Qu Jia's back.

"You can't take too much." Qu Jia helped Xiao Jiang pack the bags.

"Hey, I'll walk slowly with it, no problem." Jiang Rong smiled.

"Next time, let them all buy and get by themselves." Qu Jia said with downcast eyes.

He knew that Xiao Jiang didn't buy so much for himself alone. After the afternoon physical training and before the evening self-study, this kid ran over sweating in the football shirt, and he came to buy snacks for the male students in the class.

"Oh." Jiang Rong observed Qu Jia's expression, and smiled, quite considerately, "I'm afraid too many people will cause trouble for you, so I'll do it myself."

"I'm not afraid of meeting people." Qu Jia looked at the other party, "Come here."

"Okay, next time I'll help you recruit more business." Xiao Jiang smiled, carrying two big bags in her left and right hands, turned around and walked away, the soy milk cup with the lid was tilted upside down and still needs to be spilled!Qu Jia yelled, "If you can't take it, I'll find you a box to carry it", and ran out of the operating room with the cardboard box...

Not ashamed, not afraid of meeting people, come here.

A group of strong men from Zhou Yao's school team also came to the store later, and almost bought out all the dishes on the counter on the spot.It was too late to play night ball, so we organized a group to have supper.

That time a truck came to load goods at night, flour, rice flour and sugar.The only man in the store, Qu Jia, went back and forth between the truck and the store door, unloading goods and carrying sacks.

When Pan Fei and the others came, they stood still from afar and stared blankly for half a minute.

Ren Qiong stabbed Liu Chunyu, who was stunned, Pan Fei shook his head and said, "Let's go together!"A few people walked over without saying a word, and without speaking to Qu Jia, they grabbed the sacks from the truck like robbery and left, carrying everything in quickly in 10 minutes.

Of course, Zhou Yao will always go there more frequently than Xiao Jiang, he is no longer an "ordinary classmate" anyway.

After class, Zhou Yao ran across the corridor first, ran to the outside of the liberal arts classroom, and knocked on a window to call someone out.

I was afraid that Qu Jia would leave school too fast and disappear in a blink of an eye.Qu Jia doesn't say hello to him now wherever he goes...

"The math questions and English questions reviewed in the first two days." Zhou Yao directly stuffed a stack of papers into Qu Jia's schoolbag, "There are more than a dozen pages in English, the first is selection, and the latter is all the articles for reading comprehension. look."

"..." Qu Jia nodded, "Yes."

Zhou Yao still wanted to chatter, and before he had time to tell him a lot of long-winded words, Qu Jia's eyes fluttered, and his eyes obviously passed Zhou Yao's shoulders. He looked towards the end of the corridor from the gap beside Zhou Yao's head, anxiously Walk.

Zhou Yao turned his head quickly, and coincidentally, Xia Lan passed by at the end of the corridor, her long legs in denim flared trousers hurried down the steps, as if her heels were on fire.

"I'll help you write the answers and highlight the key points." Zhou Yao whispered, and then let go of Qu Jia's schoolbag.

"Thank you." Qu Jia nodded, sincerely thanking him, but he really didn't have the energy and time to make Zhou Yao happy.He may not even have time to read these papers.

It's not that you can't make time at all.

Qu Jia was also driven home several times by Qu Liandi waving a rolling pin to review her homework.In that small one-story house, in the dark night, there was only one person, a desk lamp, and my mother hadn’t come back yet, and I had to wait for all the supper diners to leave, and come back after twelve o’clock at night... He couldn’t study at all, he couldn’t see it at all. If he doesn’t enter the test papers, let alone attend any cram school, he will jump away from the desk whenever there is wind and grass, wind and rain outside the window, always worrying that Lao Wang’s engineering team is too busy and may not have time to pick up Qu Liandi today, so he has to carry an umbrella Carrying a poncho to pick up his mother back.

He was originally the only man in the family, so he had to carry it.

My previous biological father was unreliable, and I never expected to rely on my stepfather or anyone else in the future.

As for the paper that Zhou Yao secretly gave to Qu Jia, Qu Jia himself had it, and he had done it in his class, but the one Zhou Yao gave was a private supplementary lesson specially given by the Gestapo, the number one college bully in his grade, for his classmate Qu Jia.

Zhou Yao made a copy of his full-score high-score paper, together with the answers above, and then spent the whole night carefully and conscientiously answering every question he thought Qu Jia might have done wrong, or definitely not. Next to the questions that you can do, use small characters to mark the test sites, key points and steps for solving the questions.

Next to the English questions, note the comparison of the meanings of each group of words and phrases.

On the English reading comprehension paragraphs, use a red pen to mark the central sentence and topic sentence of each paragraph.

He worked all night, for Qu Jia's test, he was more attentive than the teachers of all subjects.He also understands better than the teachers of all subjects that Qu Jia will definitely not be able to do any questions, and will always make mistakes and lose points.

Zhou Yao really worked hard and tried his best.

He was really worried about Qu Jia.It was also from that time that he secretly realized that Qu Jia would definitely not take the road of art examination and music school, maybe he didn't work hard in that direction from the beginning, but now, Qu Jia's state is simply not enough. It's not like he's already in his third year of high school, ready to go to the battlefield, and going to take the college entrance examination.