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The sports meeting came to an end in the autumn that swept again.

This time, Qiu completely refused to leave.

As expected, the total score of Class [-] won the top spot in the third grade. Everyone was very happy. After school, Li Tan found that his desk drawer was full of snacks.

I don't know who sent it.

But knowing it doesn't make any sense.

Li Tan originally wanted to disperse them, but even Xie Renfei told her not to refuse, so she could only stuff them into a big bag and take them away.

There is only one day to review before the monthly exam. Just after Xie Renfei told him to "review at home for the National Day", the students in the class scattered like birds and beasts, calling friends and preparing to go to the Internet cafe game hall to celebrate.

Li Tan received a call from Ning Jie when he was packing his schoolbag.

Sister Ning said that the National Day was busy again, and asked her if she was free to help.

"No." Li Tan refused, "I want to study at home tomorrow."

Sister Ning turned pale with shock on the other end of the phone, and exaggeratedly exclaimed: "You still study?"

Li Tan hung up the phone directly.

Unlike other students, she can devote herself wholeheartedly to her studies, but she knows how to use her time wisely.

Although biology and chemistry do not need to be reviewed, if you understand it, you understand it, but it is still useful to recite the knowledge points of historical details for a while.

Li Tan is very smart, can understand everything, and can reflect the logic of historical events, but she usually doesn't spend time memorizing the timing of death, and it just happens to be used for surprises before the exam.

She spent the whole night sorting out the schedule, and the next day she ran to the balcony with a bench to endorse.

Li Tan likes to do things facing a place with a wide view.

Her back is against a safe place, and the world ahead is vast, free to come and go.

This was the first time she studied at home during the day, and she also studied at school on Sundays. For this monthly exam, the school locked the exam room after setting it up, and she was forced to stay at home.

So Li Tan saw Guilanfang who was drying clothes on the balcony.

"Ah." Gui Lanfang showed a kind smile, which made Li Greedy's heart tighten, "You are also reviewing."

Li Tan suddenly regretted coming to the balcony.

Why did she rent a house in this old community with almost no gaps in every household?

Li Tan nodded in embarrassment, and focused on the timetable again, trying to ignore the big disturbance of Guilan Fang.

It's not that she hasn't read books in the busy city, but for some reason, as long as she thinks of Guilanfang drying clothes beside her, Li Tan's heart can't calm down.

Li Tan stared at the words Opium War for several minutes.

Gui Lanfang was oblivious to the disturbance she caused Li Tan, and looked at her with a smile on her face.

Li Tan stood up and twisted up the small bench.

The light outside is too dazzling, she'd better go back to the room and face the wall to recite the book.

Seeing that Li Tan had gotten up, Guilan warmly invited Li Tan to come to her home to review.

She was drying the clothes while talking, and finally made a final decision: "I just bought a big live fish today, and grandma will cook fish for you to eat tonight."

After Gui Lanfang finished speaking, she went directly into the room with an empty basin, without giving Li Tan any time to refute.

Li Tan: "..."

Cheng Huan was in the studio and couldn't figure out why Li Tan appeared at her house.

"Your grandma said that you are here." Li Tan held the history book and said calmly, "Let me review with you."

Cheng Huan was a little sullen: "Don't you know how to refuse?"

Li Tan replied sincerely: "Your grandma is very stubborn, I can't refuse."

Guilanfang was delighted with the result outside the door.

With a satisfied smile on her face, she cheerfully went to kill the fish.

Ever since Li Tan came, Cheng Huan's studio was finally quiet.

She became more angry.

Emotions are more ups and downs.

Not just that kind of pretending to be mature, empty laugh.

Cheng Huan let out a "hum" and turned to draw.

Li Tan sat down on his own, and pointed to something: "Grandma said you are reviewing."

Cheng Huan narrowed his eyes: "I am indeed reviewing."

As she spoke, she turned the drawing board, and a geometric figure with a very abstract style appeared in front of Li Tan.

Red, green, and khaki, a red sun rose in the sky, with a compound ax and sickle poking in the center of the red sun, and white dots with triangular barbs on the sides.

"……what is this?"

"The War of Resistance Against Japan."

Li Tan noticed that at the bottom of the picture, the surrealist 1931 and 1945 lay flat on the grass, just like Dali's "Eternal Memory", crazy and distorted.

Li Tan lowered his head and flipped through his notes, "Didn't it start in 37 and the eight-year war of resistance?"

Cheng Huan blinked and smiled slightly: "The textbook has been revised, and it is now the 14th Anti-Japanese War."

This is a sarcastic smile that belongs only to the master of literature and science.

Li Tan quickly blacked out the "7" on the notebook, and covered it with a long "1".

Cheng Huan hadn't reviewed with others like this for a long time, and was amused by Li Tan's serious look, and he couldn't help stretching his eyebrows and eyes.

Li Tan felt a little unnatural: "What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Huan said generously, "You are so serious."

Li Tan has always been serious in his work.Only by doing her best can she survive in He County, and only by doing her best can she get out of He County.

This seriousness has been engraved in her bones and has become a part of her flesh and blood.

For the first time in a long time, Cheng Huan enjoyed the joy of being a teaching scumbag.

Before, she and her deskmate often reviewed together, but after the accident, she seldom interacted with people, and even if she came into contact with people, they were all in the underground. They only coveted her face, and the topics they usually talked about were all It's a depressing word for eating, drinking and having fun.

When he came back to his senses, Cheng Huan found himself caught in the cracks.

Everyone has their own light.

Bright, or warm, dim, or cold.

She stands in a gray area, unable to fully integrate into the light, but unwilling to be completely eaten away by the darkness.

Between light and shadow, chaos hovers.

Cheng Huan turned the drawing board back, tacitly acquiescing that Li Tan stayed here.

Li Tan noticed that every time Cheng Huan reviewed a large piece of knowledge, he changed to another painting, using symbols or graphics, and while silently reciting those memorized things, he made large and brightly colored graffiti.

It's all grotesque and crazy in the end.

It was impressive.

"Memory is skillful." Cheng Huan dried the ink on the paper, noticed Li Tan's curious gaze, and explained, "Graphics, logic, and stories are all more impressive than mere words."

Li Tan nodded in agreement.

When she thinks back to the memory point, she will also think of the distance she looked at at that time.

"However, there is a more convenient way for multiple people to review." Cheng Huan said on the spur of the moment, "Game."

She sorted the paintings into a thick stack: "Take one, and memorize all the corresponding background time after evaluation to pass the test."

Li Tan was surprised.

She has always been immersed in memorizing and brushing up questions, let alone reviewing with others. This kind of question-and-answer method is unheard of.

Li Tan carefully took out a piece of drawing paper, turned it around and saw that it was a complete dollar bill.

Cheng Huan got up and snatched the painting, and resolutely tore it to pieces in front of her.

Li Tan reacted immediately: "The economic crisis in 29?"

Cheng Huan raised his chin slightly, smiled lightly and said, "Smart."

The review time is always long and short.

In the evening, Guilanfang knocked on the door several times before taking the two of them out of the studio.

For the three of them, it was rare for Guilanfang to cook four dishes and one soup, and the hot smoke lit up the room.

Li Tan wanted to get up and help serve the meal, but Gui Lanfang glared back, "How can there be any reason to let the guests serve the meal?"

She turned her eyes and stared at Cheng Huan: "Huanhuan, feed Li Tan."

Cheng Huan gave Li Tan the amount of rice he had piled up without a smile on his face, and smiled at her: "It's shameful to waste food."

Li Tan: "..."

Gui Lanfang didn't hear Cheng Huan's subtext, she even nodded and took the initiative to add food to Li Tan: "Eat more fish, nourish your brain."

Li Tan was flattered.

She has never enjoyed normal family affection, but because of the old dean, she is more familiar with accepting the kindness of such "acquaintance elders".

Li Tan had to admit that staying at Guilan Fang's table made her more comfortable than staying at her own table.

The old man doesn't know anything.She will not have too much psychological burden, but can get along normally.

After the meal, Guilanfang went downstairs for a walk, leaving the two little ones at home.

They progressed quickly to the third compulsory course, and their mouths were dry after reviewing.

Li Tan got up and was about to go out: "I'm going to boil water."

Cheng Huan lazily raised his eyelids, signaling Li Tan not to act rashly, then turned around and took two cans of beer from the cabinet where the painting utensils were placed.

Li Tan opened his mouth and said dumbly, "I always thought it was a prop."

She bypassed Cheng Huan and looked at the wine bottle on the top of the clip: "So that bottle of red wine is also real?"

Cheng Huan nodded, she handed the beer to Li Tan, took out two glasses, put them on the table one behind the other, the transparent glass gave off a light halo.

With a slight smile in her tone, she said casually: "I still have a few boxes under my bed."

Li greedily poured the wine, and said in a surprised tone, "Do you always keep it ready?"

Even Li Tan doesn't always have such a capacity for alcohol storage.

Cheng Huan smiled, stretched out his hand to twist up the cup, and touched the rim of Li Tan's cup with the bottom of the cup, "Of course art should be paired with alcohol."

With a bang, the water rippled.

There were waves churning in his eyes.

"Cultural history should only remember the time point and artistic characteristics." Cheng Huan was in high spirits, licking his lips, and looked at Li Tan with burning eyes, "Quickly ask and answer quickly, losers have to see the bottom of it, how about it?"

After all, without waiting for Li Tan to answer, she asked the question first without hesitation: "Who are the three masters of Renaissance art?"

Li Tan was a little lost.

Her lips were soaked in alcohol, revealing a round and full pink color.

Crystal clear and moist, she remembered the pictures of pale pink glaze bottles that the history teacher showed them when they were learning porcelain.

Li Tan speculated that the peach blossom brew might be this color.

Or what was hidden in the light pink glaze bottle in the past was peach blossom wine.

There was three seconds of silence.

"You lost." Cheng Huan pushed the wine glass in front of Li Tan, his eyes lit up, "You are fined."

Li Tan stared at her lips, and when he heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses, raised his eyes again, and met her eyes.

The stars are reflected in the peach blossom wine.

She drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, her eyes never leaving her from beginning to end.

Slightly sweet.

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The author has something to say:

Easter eggs for senior high school reviewers: You can also find political test points in the Chapter 10 comment area (x

·The Three Masters of Art are Da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Raphael

·By the way, the light pink glaze bottle is a product of the Yongzheng official kiln in the Qing Dynasty, and the test site of the five kilns derived from the Song Dynasty is Junru Guandingge

·The above knowledge points come from the selfless dedication and teaching of friend A after knowing that I want to write this chapter

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: one escaped from the tiger's mouth;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of old friends who don't know the return date; 3 bottles of you;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!