Because of the African Emirates, all the lucky points are counted.

As soon as the evening self-study was over, Xing Wenbo went to the door of the classroom to block Xiao Liang, "I'm starving to death, go have supper with me."

"Whatever to eat, I think about eating every day," Xiao Liang didn't go back to the door, "Brother is a person who wants to study hard, and he has to do two more sets of exercises when he goes back—"

Xing Wenbo looked at his back, "Isn't it because I went to play at night so I didn't have time to do it?"

Xiao Liang scratched his hair, "It's very windy today, is anyone talking? Can't hear clearly..."

"Will you go?" Xing Wenbo asked again.

"Don't go."

"My treat."

Xiao Liang turned around and came back, "Let's go."

In the grocery store, Xiao Liang looked at Xing Wenbo's Dahai Bowl, "What's the matter with you? You didn't move today, why are you acting like a starving ghost?"

"I'm not full for dinner." Xing Wenbo murmured to the fans.

A question mark appeared in Xiao Liang's head, "Didn't I ask the boss to give you extra meals?"

Xing Wenbo is obsessed with Hulu fans and doesn't bother to explain.His meal was divided into two, Wen He was full, but he was not full.

In the next few days, Xiao Liang discovered that Xing Wenbo had become a resident guest in the self-study room on the fifth floor. Every time he brought him food, he would come down from upstairs like the wind, and then go up like the wind with the lunch box.Moreover, the meal that Xiao Liang brought him became two servings.

This day, Xiao Liang didn't give him the meal directly, but looked at him suspiciously for a long time, and asked: "You kid... Seriously, what are you doing upstairs all day?"

"Study, what else can I do." Xing Wenbo was confident.

"You have to go up to study? The chairs here have nails?" Xiao Liang was annoyed, "Who is the other meal for? If you don't tell me, I will go up and appraise it myself—"

"Hey, don't, don't—" Xing Wenbo stopped him, "I'm just going to study English, don't scare them."

"Tutoring English?" Xiao Liang understood with a look on his face, "The fifth floor is a liberal arts class, right? Fuck, you lived among thousands of flowers, and you finally showed your true nature, you boy? No wonder you didn't even hit the ball anymore, and said, which girl did you hook up with?" Is it?" Xiao Liang said, hooking his neck with hatred, "Which class is it? The 11th class or the 12th class?"

Xing Wenbo turned away from him in disgust, and snatched the lunch box from his hand, "You're the only one who has too many things to do, can you let me eat? I'll talk to you later." Before he finished speaking, he ran away.

On Saturday night, Xiao Liang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and secretly jumped up to the fifth floor.

Wen He was sitting on the seat, and Xing Wenbo was standing in front of his desk. He took a paper and quickly scanned it, then snapped, pressed the test paper in front of Wen He gently, picked up the pencil and brushed to circle a few places, "What do you think, the order of operations is obviously wrong, and you ate such a big bracket here?"

Wen He: "..."

"Also, do you draw so many auxiliary lines because you want to summon the dragon?"

Wen He: "..."

"There is still the last big question. It's overtime." Xing Wenbo flipped the paper over and asked Wen He to take a look at the third question, which was halfway through the last question.

"Give me another 5 minutes..."

"No," Xing Wenbo said, "5 minutes, it's useless to give you another 500 years if your thinking is wrong."

Wen He raised his head silently, and looked at Xing Wenbo resentfully.

"Don't look at me like that," Xing Wenbo said coldly, "It's not my question."

"Have you finished the 10 clozes for today?" Wen He said.

Xing Wenbo: "...Student, focus, I'm telling you this big topic now."

"Have you memorized the hundred words assigned yesterday?" Wen He continued to ask.

Xing Wenbo: "...5 minutes, let's not take it as an example."

"10 minutes."

Xing Wenbo raised his eyebrows, "Student, you are very good at making progress?"

"I'm almost done after you finish writing a composition." Wen He picked up an English composition reference book and flipped a page casually, "Today's topic is... Li Hua, please talk about the benefits of practicing martial arts. "Wen He stuffed the reference book into Xing Wenbo's hands, and said sincerely, "Come on."

Xing Wenbo: "...I want to practice martial arts with you now."

Wen He pretended that he didn't hear anything, picked up the pen, and put the last big question in front of him, with an aura of "I have to concentrate on doing the question, so let's just kneel down when there's nothing to do".

Just as Xing Wenbo was about to sit down with the reference book, he looked up and saw Xiao Liang outside the door of the study room. He couldn't help being startled, got up and went out, "Why are you here?"

"...You are really here to study English." Xiao Liang couldn't explain it.

"Otherwise?" Xing Wenbo asked back.

Xiao Liang shook his head heavily, "You really went to find someone else behind my back."

Xing Wenbo: "...?"

"It's fine if you really forget your friends and run away to pick up girls," Xiao Liang looked at him, "In the end, you actually studied with others... Is it because I am not good enough for you?"

"Liang, touch your monthly English test paper and say this again." Xing Wenbo said.

In the monthly exam at the beginning of the third year of senior high school, Xing Wenbo scored more than 130 points in English, and Xiao Liang only scored 125. On the same day, his mother talked about life by ear.

As for Wen He, there is nothing to say. This monthly English exam is full marks, the last final exam was also full marks, and the last mid-term exam was also full marks... In short, daily full marks, even in the liberal arts class, can easily beat all opponents. This person has only a score cap.

Even Shen Manzhu, the English master in Xing Wenbo's class, had to stand aside in front of this kind of operation.

Such a comparison...Xing Wenbo is right.He doesn't deserve it.

"I knew this day would come sooner or later," Xiao Liang turned and left, "I wish you happiness."

"Darling," Xing Wenbo called to stop him, "where's my meal?"

"Buy it yourself!"

Wen He looked up at the two of them, "What's wrong?"

Xing Wenbo shrugged, "Ghost knows, student Xiao Liang has lost his nerve intermittently."

Xiao Liang, the boy who brought food, suddenly went on strike, and it was too late to ask others to buy it, and he seemed very dishonest and easily beaten, so Xing Wenbo had to take Wen He out to eat together.

It was the first time for the two of them to walk side by side in the campus openly during downtown hours. When curious and astonished eyes swept over them in twos and threes, Wen He realized that something had subtly changed.

At some point, he and Xing Wenbo became "friends". From alumni who were not even acquaintances at the time, they became friends who could study together and eat together.

It seemed to be very logical, but when I looked back, I realized that it was a bit sudden.

It has been more than half a month since he and Xing Wenbo met in the game.This period of time seems to be very long, and it seems to be very short. It seems that many things have happened, and it seems that every day is just as normal as before.

When Xing Wenbo came out, he stuffed the two math papers that Wen He had just done today into his trouser pockets. When he arrived at the small restaurant, he ordered and sat down. Xing Wenbo pulled out the papers and shook them open. , leaned over to watch it with Wen He, "Come on, you can recalculate now."

"...Don't you have any scratch paper?"

"What draft paper do you need, mental arithmetic."

"will not."

"You come here less, this is already reducing the difficulty."

"This is the mock roll of the liberal arts."

"So the difficulty has been lowered."

Wen He looked at him quietly.

"I told you, don't look at me like that, it's useless," Xing Wenbo knocked on the table, "Let me tell you, you are not allowed to eat until you solve this problem."

"Coach, I..." Wen He thought for a while, "I want to change the coach."

Xing Wenbo smiled disdainfully, and circled a few key pieces of information for him with his fingers, "First write down the equation of the straight line AB, and then substitute in the latter condition, will it always work? You won't be able to solve it all." Get out of the group."

Wen He got stuck on the last big question almost every time in his math exams, so Xing Wenbo started to focus on overcoming the difficult problems for him.Wen He is not very good at it. He really doesn't have the ability to calculate the last big question of the college entrance examination mathematics simulation paper in his head, not to mention that this is a simulation question issued by their school. It is as high as twenty or thirty W's from Qingbei, so what is the concept of the level of the question?Wen He felt that Xing Wenbo was destroying himself.

But Xing Wenbo was very patient, reminding Wen He step by step that Wen He himself is also a person who rises to difficulties, and has been struggling with mathematics for so long, so he won't really be persuaded to quit by a big problem.Wen He followed Xing Wenbo's concise and crucial prompts, and proceeded to explain them in an orderly manner.

The two looked at the same test paper together, obsessed with solving the problem and unable to extricate themselves.Almost all the students who come to this small restaurant to eat are students of W High. No one knows them. Come out to have a meal and relax, and still put pressure on others like this, is this a human job?" Jumping back and forth.

Let’s talk about learning, but most students understand ABCD, addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, xy root sign square, but they can’t understand a single sentence when they put it together in a long list.

We all go to W high school, we are different.

After finally solving a big question, the meal was served. Before Wen He could breathe a sigh of relief, Xing Wenbo took out another test paper from another trouser pocket, "There is one more question."

Wen He: "..."

Wen He: "..."

Wen He: "..."

"I refuse." Wen He sternly defended his rights.

Xing Wenbo looked at the steaming meal, and pushed one of the plates in front of Wen He, "Okay, as a reward for your good performance just now, I will unlock the dinner for you first. I will count it on the way back later."

"You..." Wen He took a deep breath with difficulty, and asked his soul, "Are you human?"

People who eat melons: Good question.

Xing Wenbo smiled, "Student, do you still want to go to Tsinghua University?"

"I don't want to." Wen He said.

"Ok?"

"Just go to Peking University." Wen He said calmly.

People who eat melons: ...Stop arguing, neither of you is human.

The tacit understanding between the two is that they never mentioned games at school. Although they never agreed, they would definitely meet in games every Sunday afternoon regardless of the weather.

As soon as it went online that day, Feihe EU's guild channel became active before they started discussing today's schedule.

Yidao 9999: My God, you two, why did you go online? The One Finger Legion has been clamoring for 1 years, and they say they want to hate us every day. We have no leader here, and we are trembling.

The CEO fell in love with the domineering me: What about rising in the agreed desperate situation, and breaking out in the counterattack?What about trust between people?

Chosen Son: In order to enter this guild, I even spent money to change my name. As a result, my young heart was hurt like never before, and I demanded compensation under my real name

BOOK I: There are a few cuties who have withdrawn from the membership... Hey, after all, I paid for my life by mistake

Kui Kui Kui: When I was working on the main story yesterday, I was suddenly chased and killed by the One Finger Legion, which scared the baby to death

Dongmen Chuisha: To be honest, I have decided to quit the membership, but I have to wait for the president to come online and beat him up first

The boat is full of clear dreams and pressing on the Galaxy: [Fly River EU-Fly] This is the president

Fly:? ? ? [Feihe European Union-full boat with clear dreams and pressure on the galaxy] My friend, are you ruthless again?

BOOK I: Doubts again?Um?How many times has this been pulled?

The CEO fell in love with the domineering me: ... seems to smell the car exhaust?

Chosen Son: This car can be driven as it should be, oops, I'm dizzy

Full Boat Clear Dream Pressing Galaxy: It was you who said you wanted to be the president

Full Boat Clearing Dreams Pressing Galaxy: With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility

A full boat full of clear dreams and pressure on the galaxy: come on

Fly: ...

Fly: bro, don't get excited

Fly: The king always comes on stage

Fly: Come on, come with me, go fuck them now!

The sporadic chitin population of Feihe European Union gathered together under Xing Wenbo's passionate call.

Then Xing Wenbo posted a message on the world bulletin board: [One Finger Legion-a roar][One Finger Legion-Ye Ling] This uncle is here, Narcissus Valley Fusheng Spring, as many people as you want, if you don’t come, it’s a dog