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

The four of them didn't decide what to bet on the spot, but the bet was made.Xing Wenbo and Wen He were short on time, and they had to leave after they talked about what they needed to talk about, and then they quickly picked up a few bites.

At 7:20 in the evening self-study, with less than 30 minutes left, Xing Wenbo hurriedly unlocked the car, kicked out after getting in the car, and then remembered that there was Wen He behind him, and shouted: "Jump up!"

Wen He was stunned for half a second, Xing Wenbo jumped several meters away, Wen He had to bite the bullet and catch up, and jumped towards the back seat of the car, the car body shook violently, Wen He quickly reached out to grab Xing Wenbo's At the waist, Xing Wenbo was concentrating on swinging the front of the car to balance the body, and Wen He almost lost his balance, and his heart almost jumped out.

She wasn't scared by the car, but by...Wen He.

Wen He's arms lay across his waist through his sleeves and clothes. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it was a little warm.

It's hot.

Xing Wenbo didn't speak, and didn't turn his head. He just accelerated his speed and ran wildly, as if this could drown out his pounding heartbeat.

After a while, Wen He retracted his hand silently, and instead grabbed the frame.

Xing Wenbo shook his head for a while, shook his head, and concentrated on going on his way.

The bicycle roared into the school gate, even the security guards were startled.

When Xing Wenbo locked the car, the preparation bell for evening self-study rang.

Xing Wenbo was like a sprinter who heard the signal and subconsciously wanted to rush. He took two steps and looked back at Wen He. Wen He was still in a daze. Xing Wenbo grabbed his hand, pulled him up and ran out.

At this time, the campus was almost emptied, and W High School had always achieved impressive results in attendance.On the empty road, there were only two figures running towards the brightly lit senior three teaching building.

Wen He was forced to run by Xing Wenbo, and he was out of breath.Xing Wenbo was holding onto his wrist, but his hand slipped while running, palm to palm, five fingers intertwined, fine beads of sweat mixed together, there is me in you, and you in me.

Xing Wenbo slowed down when he arrived in front of the third grade teaching building, and looked back at Wen He, who was panting to death. Their hands were still tightly entangled. Hold on to him.

The moment they met their eyes, Jingle Bells rang happily for the second time, and the two let go together tacitly and panicked.

Wen He wanted to say that Xing Wenbo's hands were very hot.It was so hot that it seemed to burn with him.

"Go up quickly." Xing Wenbo said, turning his head to enter the classroom.

Wen He wanted to hold him, but when he was about to touch his hand, he paused and grabbed the corner of his clothes. Xing Wenbo was taken aback and turned his head.

"Today...thank you," Wen He whispered, "Think about how I will pay you back..." The rapid breathing, loud music, and anxiety about being late made him unable to think, and his mind was in a mess , I couldn't even figure out what I was saying, "Whatever you want... anything."

After Wen He finished speaking the last few words, he turned and ran up the stairs.

Xing Wenbo looked at Wen He's back, startled.

Want...anything?

In the first evening self-study, Xing Wenbo had a collection of comprehensive knowledge points in front of Xing Wenbo, and he didn't turn a page for half an hour.

He didn't even read the first sentence.

Anything you want?

Whatever you want.

Whatever you want...you can.

That.

I want you.

Is it ok?

This thought disturbed him all night, and he finally hid it back to the bottom of his heart before falling asleep.Such a rogue thought frightened himself.

The next afternoon after school, Xing Wenbo got straight to the point as soon as he arrived at the self-study room on the fifth floor, "I wanted to ask you the secret to getting full marks in the English test without memorizing words—"

Wen He looked at him.

Xing Wenbo smiled wickedly, "I've changed my mind."

Wen He: "Huh?"

Xing Wenbo took out his mobile phone, "Student, can you add a WeChat account now?"

Wen He: "..."

The last time Xia Hai attempted to snipe Wen He’s WeChat account for Xing Wenbo, he sent Wen He’s Penguin account to Xing Wenbo in a considerate manner, but Xing Wenbo just felt uncomfortable. It was obvious that Wen He didn’t use this QQ very often. It's not interesting either.

"I... don't use WeChat." Wen He said.

"Okay, so what do you use? Soul, Momo, Tantan? Kuaishou, Douyin, Wangwang? Or Peace Elite? Just say, if there is no one, I can go to the next one now."

"..." Wen He sighed, took out his phone, "Wait a moment."

Then Xing Wenbo watched helplessly as he opened the app store, searched for WeChat, and downloaded it.

After the installation is complete, log in to the account, verify, find out the QR code, and pass it to Xing Wenbo.

"Sweep it." Wen He said.

It took Xing Wenbo a while to realize, fuck, he really didn't need it when he said no?

Students, very sincere.

Xing Wenbo finally got his wish and added WeChat. Seeing that Wen He's WeChat name is "Wen He", he didn't even have a note, and he didn't change his name when he was going, or his surname when he was sitting. He is such a gentleman.

Wen He didn't seem to have any intention of changing the notes for Xing Wenbo, and he didn't need two slaps to count his address book.After putting away his phone, Wen He held out a book as thick as a brick, "Actually, I plan to tell you even if you don't ask."

"what?"

"The secret to getting full marks in the English test without memorizing words."

"Really???"

"It may be too late for you to practice this secret now."

"..." Xing Wenbo almost blurted out, then you say a few words, looking at Wen He's clean face, feeling that he might not be able to withstand such a domineering attack, so he had to remain silent.

"But you can still feel it." Wen He said sincerely.After all, I have to take the fourth and sixth grades in the future.

"Okay, let me feel it." Xing Wenbo said.

Wen He pushed the brick in front of him.

Xing Wenbo looked at it. It was a Longman Advanced English-Chinese Dictionary. "Are you serious?"

"Familiarity with a large area of ​​language is more important than memorizing words one by one," Wen He paused, "I think so. If you think the advanced level is too difficult, you can use the intermediate level..."

"How many meanings?" Xing Wenbo took the dictionary, "Isn't it just a high-level dictionary? If you can read it, can I see it?"

"This is what I used last year. I am using Oxford Advanced Level now." Wen He said.

Xing Wenbo: "...Student, do you know that you can easily get into trouble when you chat like this?"

Wen He foolishly said, "Huh?"

"If it wasn't for my good temper..." Xing Wenbo had a heartbroken expression on his face.

Wen He smiled, "It's okay, I usually don't chat."

Xing Wenbo paused.Wen He took this kind of thing as a self-deprecating stalk, indeed, he never had the opportunity to talk so much with others.

The two sat down at their own dedicated study tables, and as always accompanied each other in the sunset across a narrow aisle. "How long have you been using these dictionaries?" Xing Wenbo asked again.

"I don't remember." When Wen He answered, he had already opened his notebook, and began to write in a rustle.Whether it is the so-called perfect score secret book, or not chatting, or even not remembering this sentence, it is extremely common for him, not worthy of boasting or self-pity.

Has always been such a quiet person.

Xing Wenbo opened the dictionary. The dictionary was a little old. It could be seen that it had been used a lot, but it was well maintained. From time to time, one or two notes left by Wen He could be seen.During these days of self-study together, he has seen Wen He look up the English-Chinese dictionary very quickly. He can turn to the corresponding page precisely within ten seconds or even a few seconds after glancing at a word. The proficiency in joints is obviously infiltrated through years of habit.

Poetry and calligraphy are self-evident, and this is the kind of person he is talking about.The so-called hard work is not a whim, but a day-to-day persistence.Bit by bit, every moment, every day and every night, they are tirelessly honing themselves and pouring nutrients into the depths of the soul.

It is not a college entrance examination that determines fate.Many people can't realize that before this exam, the gap between people has already widened.

Zheng Hao and Mu Yu had been holding back for a whole week, and finally it was Sunday, eagerly waiting for two o'clock in the afternoon. After all, they couldn't bear the loneliness, and they arrived at the shore of the Sea of ​​Sorrow 15 minutes earlier.

Xing Wenbo and Wen He had been online a long time ago, but they had been busy for a while before going to the Sea of ​​Sorrows to meet with their opponents.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the place, the first thing Enjiai Luzhai hit was a whistling sound.

Accompanied by a howl, there is also a member of the One Finger Legion - "One Sent into the Soul".

Xing Wenbo and Wen He had met this person who seemed to have a couple name with a whistling, once or twice before, and his skills were too good to impress.

There was a whistling sound, and he was stunned, "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for someone." Xing Wenbo said, and added, "Wait for two idiots."

"Hehe," said a whistling voice, "such a coincidence, we are waiting for two idiots."

The two sides didn't communicate any more, and they had business to do today, so they stood aside, waiting for the two idiots they were waiting for.

5 minutes passed.

10 minutes passed.

15 minutes passed...

The Sea of ​​Sorrows is so lonely.There are no bosses, no monsters, and no NPCs in this paradise. In this sunny afternoon, apart from the four of them, there is no one else to see.

Xing Wenbo and Wen He looked at the two of them, and then at Xing Wenbo and Wen He.

An ominous premonition exploded in the hearts of the four at the same time.

"From No. [-] Middle School?" Xing Wenbo spoke first.

With a whistling sound and a burst into the soul: "..."

A roar: "My day!"

With a roar: "The two idiots with high W are you?"

Xing Wenbo turned cold, "Who are you calling?"

"Damn it," before he recovered from a whistling sound, "It's really you??? Then who, Mu Yu's girlfriend's boyfriend's brother..."

As soon as it got into the soul, Mu Yu couldn't listen anymore, "It's my girlfriend's brother and her brother's classmate!"

Xing Wenbo and Wen He looked at each other.They were also surprised.Although "Freedom Continent" tries to operate more smoothly, the servers try to narrow the area as much as possible, and users with poor network priority recommend small servers, and their servers are almost all players from the province.But it's really a coincidence to meet this level...

"Where in life do we not meet each other?" Xing Wenbo was amused, "Everyone is here, do you still want to fight?"

The outcome of this fight was basically decided before the fight.How should I put it, even as a winner, I'm still a little sad.

With a whistling sound, he stared at the two of them resentfully for half a minute, then turned around, facing the sea of ​​sorrow, the spring is not warm, and the flowers are not blooming.

The sun was shining brightly, and the waves of the sea of ​​sorrow were rolling, shimmering, and blinding.

He is really sad now.