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Xu Mingbai came in with the stew pot, and the room became lively immediately.

"I'm back." Jian Zixing sat up, "How about the defense?"

"It's fine, don't worry about it." Xu Mingbai sat beside him, his eyes swept over Zhong Chen, "This is it?"

Zhong Chen slightly raised his eyebrows, "Zhong Chen."

"We are in the same bed." Jian Zixing introduced: "We are still at the same table."

"That's it." Jian Mingbai raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Hi buddy, hello, I'm a good friend of Zixing, and I'm studying for a Ph.D. in the direction of h and ai."

Zhong Chen squinted his eyes, showing a smirk that lasted eighty nights, "It's amazing."

"Talk while eating." Jian Zixing unceremoniously picked up a split hairy crab and began to talk about his father's situation.

The two people next to him had a heated chat, Zhong Chen sneaked over Jian Zixing's phone while eating, and took another look at the photo before the screen was locked.

This person has definitely lost weight.

According to visual inspection in the photo, there are one hundred and six, one big softie.The real figure is quite tight, not fat.He looks... that's it, he's eight blocks worse than him, so he's a good guy at best.

Zhong Chen put the phone back and listened to the two talk about the patient and then the robot.

Dr. AI, it seems pretty awesome when you say it, but it's a pity that the school is trash.I really don't understand how people who study for a doctorate in this kind of school have the nerve to declare that they are a doctorate.

Zhong Chen gnawed on the ribs and sighed, suddenly thinking that this person had never offended him.

But it's annoying, and I don't like it at first sight.Probably because he was poor for a while and started to hate the rich. This kid came in wearing a certain brand of t-shirt.

What can I do, he has a closet of this brand of shoes, and he doesn't even bother to wear them, so he just waits to burn them to make pearl milk tea and sell them to his classmates.

Xu Mingbai pulled Jian Zixing.

"Huh?" Jian Zixing held the crab shell in his mouth and gave him a questioning look.

"Your friend can eat quite a lot." Xu Mingbai said in a low voice, "Why don't you add another serving of spare ribs, in case he won't be full."

"It's okay." Jian Zixing waved his hand, "That's all, if he eats again, he will turn into pig essence sooner or later."

Xu Mingbai suddenly became happy, and after a long time, he said with emotion: "You are much more lively than the last time we met. It seems that your father has improved and was encouraged."

Jian Zixing curled his lips, "Maybe thanks to this brother, if you stay with mental illness every day, you won't be able to deepen it."

Xu Mingbai raised his eyebrows, and looked at Zhong Chen again after a while.

Zhongchen put the ribs in his mouth with his chopsticks, and pulled out a bone two seconds later.

The left hand repeats this action mechanically, and the right hand holds the mobile phone to talk to my mother.

- Chen Zhu: This month's living expenses are on your card.

- Zhongchen: Too few, you should send your son or beggar.

-Chen Zhu: Call me back if you don’t want to.

- Zhongchen: Add another ten thousand, Mom, I haven't eaten enough for a long time, so I need to make up for the shortfall.

-Chen Zhu: Is 1 yuan not enough for you to make up for the shortfall?

- Zhongchen: I owe eight thousand to my tablemate for dinner these days.

- Chen Zhu: ...

Half a minute later, a text message reminded the account to be credited.

- Zhongchen: It seems that my mother still loves me.

- Zhongchen: Send me a few more pairs of shoes. I ran out of them last time, so I only have one pair of shoes on hand.

- Chen Zhu: Why can you run away with your shoes?

- Zhongchen: Send as many as you can find for the g brand, and then two pairs of basketball shoes and two pairs of running shoes.The mattress in the dormitory is very uncomfortable, so I also have one, as well as the down pillow and small cushion that I must sleep on, and a set of handsome pajamas, thank you Chairman Chen.

-Chen Zhu: ...I should really send you to participate in the Transformation Meter.

- Zhongchen: Send it to the old house, don't send it to the school, it's too ostentatious.

Zhong Chen let out a long sigh of satisfaction, put down his phone and continued eating.

The pot as big as the washbasin was more than half empty, especially the side near him, which had completely collapsed.

He wanted to pick up a crab to taste it, but the chopsticks were almost caught, but he suddenly remembered that Jian Zixing raised his hand and said that crab was his favorite, so he turned a corner temporarily, picked up a spare rib and threw it into his mouth.

"Eat less." Jian Zixing looked at him helplessly, "Aren't you afraid of stomach pain if you are hungry and full?"

Zhong Chen was speechless, "I don't know who made me hungry once, oh no, twice."

Jian Zixing stared at him fiercely, and Zhong Chen sighed loudly again, "Be careful in the future, the tablemate only has one life, if you starve to death, you will die."

Jian Zixing: "..."

Zhong Chen put down his chopsticks, held his thumb and index finger together and waved them in front of his eyes, and said seriously, "I'm so close to being starved to death by you today."

Jian Zixing had a cold face.

Zhong Chen's pinched fingers suddenly opened half a centimeter, and said with a smile, "But the pork rib pot is delicious, I'll show you my heart."

"Go away." Jian Zixing turned his head away in disgust.

It was getting dark after dinner, Xu Mingbai went back to his home, and Yingzhong was in two directions.

Jian Zixing didn't even say a few words of farewell, he stopped the car casually, and got into the car with a sleepy face.

Zhong Chen looked at him for a long time and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"A little bit." Jian Zixing closed his eyes and collapsed on the seat, "I shouldn't eat crabs if I have a fever, but I just want to eat them."

He paused and then said softly, "I'm actually a little hungry today, especially with an appetite."

"Understood." Zhong Chen put his hand on his knee and rubbed it, "The stretched string suddenly loosened, it's time to have a good meal."

"Tell me." Jian Zixing opened his eyes and looked at him again, "If my dad doesn't improve today, is it because I've just been ridiculed by Li Jingyi that I can't even eat with a full stomach?"

Zhong Chen nodded, "Very likely."

Jian Zixing sighed, "This fluke feeling is a bit subtle."

The inside of the car was quiet for two seconds, and then Zhong Chen squeezed over while supporting Jian Zixing's neck.

"Let me tell you, this is life. God is so cheap, just want to see you bow your head to life. As long as you bow your head, he will look at you, hey, you are pretty and well-behaved, forget it. It's not hard for you."

Jian Zixing pouted, "Isn't it good to say that God is cheap?"

Zhong Chen hissed, and poked his arm again, "And even if you reached out to Li Jingyi today, there is nothing to be uncomfortable about. You are not bowing your head for yourself, you are for your father."

Jian Zixing looked at him with a reddened face.

"Let me give you an example." Zhong Chen squeezed a little closer, "If I fall into Li Jingyi's hands, and he forces you to kowtow to him and call him dad, or beat me, how would you choose?"

Jian Zixing gradually lost his expression, and then gradually became confused.

"Why did he hit you?"

Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, "For example."

Jian Zixing thought for a while and said softly, "Then I really want to see it."

Zhong Chen: "?"

"I mainly want to see you fighting with him, throwing ropes with knives, guns and sticks." Jian Zixing added, "Tie y."

Zhong Chen didn't make a sound, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

"You're at least 39 degrees," he said. "You're talking nonsense. You need to be hugged at the same table to recover."

Jian Zixing pushed him away expressionlessly, "Touch me."

The car was galloping along the river line, Jian Zixing lowered the car window, and the cool wind blew on his hot and red cheeks, making him feel dizzy, as if he had drunk alcohol, very dizzy and relaxed.

He suddenly raised the corners of his lips at the tall buildings reflected on the river.

"Brother Chen."

Zhong Chen: "Huh?"

"Thank you." Jian Zixing paused, looked at Jiang Mian and whispered, "Yesterday and today, stay with me."

Zhong Chen chuckled, "You're welcome, hey, let me tell you, this is not the only good thing, let me show you the chat records between me and my mother..."

Jian Zixing leaned back and said, "In the future, as long as you have a cold war with your family, I will provide you with food for a day. If I eat, you will eat..."

"..."

Zhong Chen retracted the phone all of a sudden, glanced down at the screen, and then pressed the power off button for a long time.

Jian Zixing came over, "What chat records are you looking at?"

"Forgot." Zhong Chen patted himself on the head, "I don't have a good memory, and the words are lost, maybe it's not something important."

Jian Zixing frowned, "You said it was a good thing, it has something to do with your mother, forget?"

"Ah." Zhong Chen patted his thigh, "My mother said that if I can make it through to the university next year on my own, she won't care about me anymore."

"..."

Jian Zixing looked at him sympathetically, "meaning, if you can survive and she doesn't give you money now, then she won't give you money again after the reward. Brother Chen, taste it carefully, it doesn't sound like a good thing. "

"The rivers and lakes are hard to mix, what do you think about so much, I'm already very satisfied." Zhong Chen said vaguely, and put the phone back in his butt pocket.

After reacting for a while, Jian Zixing lowered his eyes and smiled, put his hand on Zhongchen's knee, and said, "It's okay. Let's make money together and eat together. In two days, I will accompany you to find your father. Everything will be fine."

The mood is suddenly relaxed and the person with a fever is much softer than usual, and even the hair that is usually fried is smoothed down.

Zhong Chen looked at him twice, but said nothing.

"I'm talking to you." Jian Zixing patted his leg, "Give me some response."

Zhong Chen remained silent, staring at him with black eyes for a moment, then raised his hand to put his hat back on his head.

Jian Zixing had a question mark on his face.

"Sleep." Zhong Chen went back to his side, leaned his head against the glass, closed his eyes and breathed out.

"...What's wrong?" Jian Zixing was speechless, and after watching him for a while, he also lay down and closed his eyes after a while.

After returning to the dormitory, it happened that the third night of high school was over. Jian Zixing wanted to go to bed early, but Gao Ang rushed in from outside as soon as he lay down.

"Great news!" Gao Ang roared, "You've come back. Our class will point at you when the news is released today! Oh, and Liu Yi!"

Jian Zixing had no choice but to lift the quilt and sit up again, "What's the matter?"

"Director Hu said that this year's Gao Sanxian is too tight, and I'm afraid that everyone will not be able to stretch it to the end, so we should find a way to be active." Gao Ang said, "I opened a top floor in the English-Chinese post bar, and put a question at ten o'clock every night, math, physics and chemistry. The students take turns, and the difficulty stepping on the edge of the super-class level jumps repeatedly. Everyone solves the problem casually, and before the next problem is released, it will be announced which class the person who solves the problem best belongs to."

Jian Zixing pouted, "Not interested."

"But it's based on the class." Zhang Xi pushed open the door and walked in, and then said, "Anonymous at will, sign your own class number with your signature, and the class with the best performance every week will be rewarded with a McDonald's afternoon tea. Think about it It's all cool."

"Yes." Gao Ang hooked Zhang Xi's shoulders with a smile, "McDonald's is not expensive, but it is quite exciting for everyone to eat and study together. It's like Chinese New Year. There were no such activities in the attached high school before."

"It's much happier than New Year's Eve." Zhang Xi said, "Before our homeroom teacher celebrated her birthday, everyone ordered a cake for her, and everyone shared a small piece for evening self-study. They only ate for three to five minutes, and they were so happy that they went to heaven."

Zhong Chen was digging through the medicine box without saying a word, but when he heard this, he asked, "McDangdang, what's the budget, and how much is it per capita?"

"Lao Ma said that we will be full if we go bankrupt." Gao Ang said hastily.

"That's fine." Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "From now on, we will have a group afternoon tea every week."

Jian Zixing sat on the bed and looked down at him, not ashamed to say anything.

The man had a bewildering optimism.

Gao Ang's smile froze, and he said euphemistically, "Don't stand up for now, it's not what we're talking about, we still have to ask Zixing."

Hearing this, Zhong Chen leaned on the ladder and jumped onto the bed in two or three steps, and spread his hands towards Jian Zixing.

There are two small capsules lying in the palm of my hand.

"Take the medicine, and then start answering the questions." Zhong Chen said with a smile, "Your brother is still waiting to be fed."

Jian Zixing took it sleepily, swallowed the medicine with the water Gao Gao handed over, and said, "I'm so childish, I don't want to participate."

The corridors are the noisiest between 10:30 and [-]:[-]. Everyone is tossing around in the toilets of the dormitory, and some people are fighting together while reciting ancient Chinese.

Jian Zixing lay on the bed and watched the robot forum for a while, then clicked on the store and downloaded a from a certain post bar.

Two minutes later, he had a Level 2 account, applied to join Yinghua Middle School Tieba, and then changed his signature to "Grade 1 Class".

Today's challenge lies quietly in the top post, and the nickname of the person who posted it is "Jiang Hu Lao Ma".

The question stem is very long, and the bottom part is full of calculations and drawings, which is a gimmick, but in fact the core test point is nothing more than polar coordinates.

Jian Zixing solved the problem in 2 minutes while pulling the corner of his mouth, replied to the post, and then stuffed his phone under the pillow in boredom.

I couldn't help but yawned again.

Zhong Chen lay on top of his head, tapping Erlang's legs and humming.

After living together for such a long time, it's not that many times that I actually slept head to head. After all, a certain person spends most of his time in the hospital earning eighty dollars a night.

Jian Zixing couldn't help but look up at Zhong Chen.

Zhong Chen keenly pressed the phone to his chest, looked up at him, "What are you doing?"

"See what you are doing." Jian Zixing said, "Sleeping next to you, I always feel like a wolf is sleeping on top of my head."

Zhong Chen smiled and said, "Stop making trouble, I'm your younger brother George."

Jian Zixing was speechless, and lay back touching the pillow. After a while, he couldn't help but took out his phone again.

It is estimated that today is the first day of the challenge, the crowd is passionate, and the posts are swishing very fast.

The topic of polar coordinates is heavy, but this challenge system aroused everyone's energy, and everyone tried every means to find shortcuts.

The third year of Yingzhong High School is more elite than Jian Zixing imagined. There are quite a few people who do well in the questions. At a glance, they are basically in Class [-], which is Zhang Xi's class.

Jian Zixing swipe down from which floor to floor, passing by his own first floor, swipe two more screens, and stop.

A master appeared.

The problem-solving idea is very similar to his, but a more ingenious auxiliary line is selected in a certain intermediate process, and the computational complexity is reduced at once.

Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows.

After reading that method twice, he suddenly got inspiration and thought of a simpler solution.

Just as I was about to follow up again, I couldn't help but glance at that person's account.

It is also a level 1 trumpet, with a signature of Class Zero and a nickname of "gg".

It is probably Liu Yi, who is older than them after all, and may still retain the Internet nickname habits of the previous generation.

What qgg, q and the like.

Jian Zixing curled his lips, quickly reposted, and then put the phone back under the pillow with peace of mind.

No one is simpler than him.

Unless Euclid is resurrected.

"Are you sleeping?" He raised his head and asked Zhong Chen, "I want to sleep, can you turn off the light?"

"Oh." Zhong Chen sat up while answering, holding the mobile phone in his hand, frowning at the screen, and fumbling with the other hand on the wall for a long time before he found the switch.

Pop, the lights went out.

"Hiss." Zhong Chen didn't lie down, but sat cross-legged against the wall, frowning at the lit phone screen.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zixing grabbed the railing and asked, "Are you in arrears again?"

"Ah." Zhongchen replied perfunctorily, "No, the garbage operator shuts down for me every day."

Jian Zixing couldn't help sighing, and said, "Don't you have two hundred, please recharge your mobile phone bill, and I will treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhong Chen seemed to be annoyed by the arrears. He didn't look up at the phone. After a while, he took a deep breath, reached out and patted his pillow, "Sleep quickly, patient." Don't care about other people."