I'm just hungry for your knowledge

There are a bunch of things on the table, small gifts from classmates, apples, notebooks, dolls, and a box of Oreo cookies that have been opened.

Han Shen said, "Thank you." Then he brushed them to their proper place, such as the trash can.

"..." Yan Xin was grabbed by him abruptly, and hurriedly opened his schoolbag and stuffed things into it: "Thank you, thank you, thank you everyone, I will keep it for him. Xiaohan is here to take care of you. Brothers clasped their fists Already!"

He frantically flipped through two full pages of paper, just about to fold them up to set the table legs, when Chen Chen raised his hand and pulled them out to spread them out: "This is a gift from me."

Han Shen took a glance——

The first month's comprehensive comprehensive question-type blind spy collection.

"I'm not playing tricks. It's better to teach someone how to fish than to teach him how to fish. You should study hard, and the monthly exam will not be bad in a few days."

Han Shen has been busy fighting against his parents and school during this time, and the content on this piece of paper feels unfamiliar to him.

Li Fei followed by scanning the question types, and felt that Chen Chen was not very thoughtful: "Brother Chen, look at what you have written, you actually wrote about the basics of high school! I think our brother Shen——I didn't mean to laugh, It should start from junior high school, lay a solid foundation, check for omissions and make up for vacancies, step by step, go to the next level and finally reach the pinnacle!"

Yan Xin, who was zipping the zipper, twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that this was his daddy Han's new avatar, so he insisted on not saying anything for the sake of the overall situation.

Chen Chen remembered the feeling of being dominated when he gave a lecture to Han Shen last time, and felt a little sad: "If you can't forget our happy night, come to me anytime."

Han Shen: "..."

Please be human.

Yan Xin wandered around Han Shen's big villa for two or three times, and was still shocked: "Your parents are too stupid, and they renovated this house in a month or two to be the same as the previous mansion, the decadent life of the bourgeoisie, tsk, How many working people's bones have been drained."

Ms. Shen spent so much energy trying to alleviate Han Shen's resistance to the new environment, but actually got no response.

This incident caused Ms. Shen a headache. Han Shen used to show no pickiness or nostalgia for the living environment in Yuanchong, but when he moved, he suddenly became so troublesome.

This once again gave her a clear understanding——

Han Shen is not a person who can express love. Only when he is taken away, can he know how tightly he held it from the beginning.

The young master of the bourgeoisie was standing in the brightly lit hall, his gaze slightly lowered.Han Lidong, the emperor of the company who manages a lot of things, also came down early today, wearing an expensive silk shirt, pretending to inadvertently cut out a house of hand-made keys from the cake, and said with a smile: "Son, what is this? Oh, this It's not your favorite anime, so what, peripherals?"

Han Shen looked at some kind of embarrassing comedy with indifference, handed the cut cake to his hand, and turned to leave.

Han Lidong waved: "Hey, why are you leaving? Mom and Dad finally got some free time and sat down to chat with us."

"Are you the emperor in front of me when you are free?" Han Shen said.

Han Lidong was speechless, watching him go upstairs, his voice filled with tender words.

Shen Lan took a sip of tea from a bone china cup: "I can't rely on others for my son to become like this. You should bear the blame yourself."

Han Lidong's face was full of emotions, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Han Shen returned to the room with the cake. Yan Xin had just finished taking a shower and was rolling all over the bed like a bear.

"Don't sleep on my bed, lie down on the sofa."

Yan Xin sprinted onto the sofa without taking her eyes off her phone.

"eat cake."

Yan Xin didn't raise his head: "Didn't you see that I'm busy? Isn't it your previous school grass selection? It's coming to an end, and it happens to be a defensive battle. I can't relax."

Yan Xin seemed to enjoy this kind of passion-burning years of raising his arms, fighting hard, screaming and killing. Han Shen had nothing to do. After a while, he took out his guitar and sat down on the windowsill.

The curtains were half opened, and the green pine trees and street lights in the darkness formed a perfect scene. Han Shen's chin to the bridge of his nose shone with light, and his whole body fell into the clear light.

Pluck the strings with your fingertips and start playing.

After making the first sound, Yan Xin raised his head and glanced at him. He was making a big noise with someone just now, and immediately pinched them all.

Han Shen was a little unfamiliar with playing, and he picked up his phone to check other people's blessing messages, and found two missed calls from Chen Chen.

Mizuki: What's the matter?

C: Tell me, how are you?

Mizuki:?

C: The link in the circle of friends... "Brothers!!! I have a friend who is participating in the selection meeting of the high school school grass, but unfortunately he is terminally ill, and the only hope before he dies is to win the school grass award [big cry] [big cry ][Crying loudly], please vote enthusiastically, Han Shen is now number one!"

Mizuki:? ? ?

Mizuki:? ? ? ? ! !

Han Shen performed an explosion on the spot: "Yan Xin, you are a bitch!"

Yan Xin was instructing her sister to open a trumpet in the group, and scolded Fang Qiu: "At the end of the strategy, don't affect my state."

"When did you add Chen Chen's WeChat account?"

"That's what I asked in the evening self-study."

Han Shen jumped off the window sill with bare feet, took the phone in two steps, slid to Moments and deleted the one shared by Chen Chen, and threw it back into Yan Xin's hand: "Is this a fucking human thing?"

Yan Xin looked like you don't understand: "Those who make big things don't stick to small details, this is a marketing method that attracts people's attention, hey, do you understand marketing?"

Han Shen pressed him on the sofa and beat him violently. During the beating, he even put a pillow on him so as not to hurt him. After getting discouraged, he picked up his phone again. Chen Chen shared another link, this time it was the principal of the attached middle school post bar. Grass selection building.

C: Have you passed the monthly exam?

C: Still thinking about beauty contests?

Mizuki: ...Do you believe me when I say this has nothing to do with me?

C: I don't believe it.

Mizuki: [smile.jpg]

C: I voted for you.

Mizuki: Thank you.

C: You're welcome, have you read the complete list of question types I gave you?

Mizuki: Didn't see it.

C: I canceled the vote [Smile.jpg]

Mizuki: ...

Mizuki: Oh?Yeah?Interesting.

C: Is this vote important to you?

Han Shen never cared about these vain things, he has always been very clear that his face does not need any evidence.

Another message from the other side.

C: Let's make a deal, I'll help you get the first place, and you help me get the first place.

****

Six o'clock the next morning.

When Han Shen was awakened by the alarm clock, his mind was a little dazed. He fumbled and saw that it was Yan Xin's cell phone, and immediately slammed it at the big face on the pillow.

In the middle of the night last night, Yan Xin took advantage of the chaos and groped onto his bed, and now he is sleeping like a hibernating bear.

Yan Xin half-closed her eyes: "The alarm clock is ringing?"

Han Shen jumped down: "You didn't have a ticket at ten o'clock, and the alarm clock was set so early?"

Yan Xin said, "Are you fucking not allowed to go to class?"

"No, I'll take you to the airport."

After rubbing his eyes for a long time, Yan Xin finally came to his senses, and stayed there for a while: "Brother, I can't think about it if you go on like this."

Han Shenza paused for a moment with his gripping fingers, and continued stabbing as if nothing had happened.

Yan Xin seldom interferes with his affairs. No matter what he does, Yan Xin is a senior wine and meat friend who squats aside, raises his hands and claps violently and shouts "666".

understand understand understand.

Support support support.

Brother, your posture when you are not a human being is so handsome, it is so great to call you! !

But today Yan Xin began to sing the opposite tune: "Brother, I'm not talking about you. There are many ways to fight against your parents. You don't have to skip school and get 0 points. Isn't this fucking killing the enemy and harming yourself? Run away and run away If I can’t make it up, it will be a serious matter. For example, I bent down to pick up an eraser, looked up and never understood the chemistry class.”

Han Shen picked up the pillow that had been pushed off, and slapped him in the face: "You think everyone is as stupid as you? You criticize too much."

He walked to the door and shouted again behind his back: "Brother, I don't want to hear others say you can't do it, do you understand?"

Han Shen stopped: "No one else knows if I can do it, but you haven't figured it out yet?"

Yan Xin smiled like a sunflower.

The city is just waking up in the morning.

In the car, Han Shen opened the Blind Sniper Encyclopedia given to him by Chen Chen.

Handwritten, the handwriting is sharp and leisurely, and the corresponding page numbers of the textbook and exercises are carefully marked next to the important and difficult knowledge points.

After receiving these pieces of paper, Han Shen inexplicably had the illusion that "it's easy to be the first in the grade this time." After all, it was Chen Chen's hard work.

I haven't known Chen Chen for a long time, but Chen Chen is really a good person, even if he looks at it, he just looks like a fool, but as long as he stands on the ground, it seems that he has taken root, and everyone around him will feel down-to-earth and rely on, and the sky will fall. Brother Youchen resisted.

As a high school student, if he is a human being, he can do both.

The Rolls-Royce was parked beside the platform of the Fuzhong High School, just as the bus stopped hesitantly, and the flag died down, blowing the nose of Han Shen who had just got off the bus.

Han Shen twitched his nostrils, and as the crowd rushed to the school gate, when he passed by a breakfast shop, he felt that the collar of the school uniform was caught by someone, and he was gently pulled back.

Han Shen clasped his wrist subconsciously to hit someone, turned around and saw a white and neat school uniform, meticulous and spotless, looked up, Chen Chen was carrying a schoolbag, and he had just paid for a bowl of mutton powder on his mobile phone, his smiling eyes drooped: " Good morning, school grass at the same table."

Han Shen scoffed, and replied: "Good morning, overbearing benefactor."

Chen Chen: "..."

Han Shen: "..."

Looking at each other, the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Last night in the "School Grass Selection Conference" attached to the high school post bar, by twelve o'clock at midnight, the gods were fighting, and the competition was already heating up.

Han Shen ranked second, and from time to time surpassed the first-ranked high school senior Duan Zhang who was known as the "cold-faced handsome gentleman". .

Han Shen's vote was about to be suppressed, and suddenly there was an unpretentious and boring post on the post bar.

There are only a few numbers in the copy, which is completely different from the bells and whistles of other fanatical canvassing posts.

[Sisters, vote for him, you are my little baby. ] Attached below is a photo of Han Shen's rabbit ears when he was notified of criticism.

At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to it, and there were only a few posts on the host's homepage, a seemingly sparse and ordinary account.

But Ta Ma, the ID attached to the middle school, can recognize it even when it turns into ashes! ! !

【Brother Chen comes uninvited】

This riding horse is the post bar account of Chen Chen, a sage in white! ! ! !

The fairy man who didn't ask the world of mortals actually ended up standing in line! ! ! ! !

For a new classmate whose ass is not hot yet! ! !

How much I like his appearance! ! ! ! !

The building was quickly turned red, black, and three black bursts.

Han Shen's votes rose wildly.

But then Duan Zhang's little fans were dissatisfied. After all, Han Shen just came to the attached high school, and the only time the whole school showed his face was to go to the podium for self-criticism, and the reputation was not very good.

As a school grassroots, he also pays attention to virtue and skill, so why should Chen Chen get the first place when he comes out to canvass?

If virtue is not coordinated, there will be disasters.

So Hei Hanshen's post was also pushed up.

There were probably a hundred or so heated discussions, and the post suddenly showed 404 and was deleted.

Then there were an endless stream of black posts on the post bar, but they barely survived for 3 minutes, and all of them were deleted.For a while, there were different opinions, and they all speculated that there was a big boss behind Han Shen, and there was a financial backer behind Han Shen, who bought him a navy gun to press the post, and ran to complain to the administrator without realizing the outrage.

Unexpectedly, Chen Chen issued a statement: "Don't ask, I deleted the black post, I'm fucking hot, this school grass, I'm idiot."

Stamped, the post bar administrator of the High School Affiliated to Chengda University - Bai Dayi.

That night, the number of postings for "A Deeper Dust" surged by a thousand floors!

Countless domineering benefactors and school grass fellows appeared in the humanities. No matter how Han Shen didn't ask about world affairs, he couldn't stop Yan Xin from clicking in and scanning while Yan Xin was crowing.

I didn't read the color content, but saw that Chen Chen's ID left the following six comments on the ground floor.

【…】

"Aren't you an administrator? Why don't you delete the post?"

Chen Chen, the administrator, was given the three-year use right when he won the title of "Sage". This is the first time he used it to kill the students of the attached middle school. He pinched the bridge of his nose: "The writing is good, and I'm not willing to delete it."

Han Shen: "..."

"It's ready, Xiao Chen!" The proprietress wiped her apron and shouted.

"Thank you, Auntie." Chen Chen took the packaged rice noodles and ate them while walking, just as Li Fei came galloping from a distance on a small electric donkey, locked the car and greeted him from a distance: "Brother Chen, I got up late today ?”

Chen Chen didn't have the habit of eating breakfast in the classroom, so he decided quickly, and now his nose was slightly red from the hot soup: "I slept late last night."

After finishing speaking, the tip of the disposable chopsticks pointed at Han Shen, "Call the school grass."

Li Fei's eyes widened: "Damn it, brother Han really broke out in the hail of bullets! Awesome, good morning, the school grass! The school grass has worked hard!" Bow to the boss.

Han Shen wondered if he had to grin like Miss World and show his gratitude around the market?

Chen Chen remembered and asked: "Are you reading the question types given to you?"

Han Shen pursed his lips, it's okay not to say, but he got angry when he said it.When I went downstairs to get a bottle of hot milk last night, Yan Xin negotiated terms with Chen Chen.

——Get the school grass, and it's easy to talk about studying.

At three o'clock in the morning, he had already fallen into a deep sleep, and suddenly heard Yan Xin's earth-shattering roar, and was shouted by the collar: "Brother! Brother! You are number one! You are the school grass! You are the school grass lying on the grass!"

Han Shen almost killed him on the spot and gave himself this new title of worshiping heaven.

School grass, very fresh?

Young Master Han has acquired big things since he was a child.

Not worth mentioning, not worth half a minute of his sleep.

However, Han Shengang still read the classic questions carefully in the car, and then found that the difficulty of the attached middle school was fucking hell level, and the strong Dou Zong was so terrifying!

Feeling very irritable, he simply said, "I didn't watch it."

Chen Chenfen couldn't take it anymore: "You backtracked on what you promised."

Han Shen hummed lightly: "Yeah, I was going back on my word, what's the matter." His tone was rarely frivolous, more like a teenager than a rascal.

Chen Chen's eyes stayed on his face, and he sighed: "...Forget it, your face deserves its name, and it has nothing to do with my efforts last night."

Li Fei probably understood what was going on, looked at it openly, and patted Chen Chen's shoulder lavishly: "Brother Chen, don't worry about eating carrots, Brother Han is so handsome, do you want a rich woman in the future? Who is rich?" He is still engaged in learning, he is not following our path."

"Oh, beauty is also a kind of comprehensive strength. Taking a school grass is just a good way to enrich your resume, so that you can make a C debut in the future." Chen Chen smiled.

"Could it be another two and a half years of practice?"

"..."

Han Shenzhen was so fucking angry by these two people, he turned his head and slapped Li Fei on the top of his head, making him run away with his head in his arms, and with the other hand, he grabbed Chen Chen's school uniform and dragged him towards the flower bed where there were few people. .

Chen Chen persuaded with a smile: "That's all, all right, school grass, pay attention to your image."

Early in the morning, the school leaders guarding the door saw Chen Chen being dragged into the lilac tree by another tall and straight boy. His figure was shaking, and he might be about to fight. Cough" brushes the sense of presence.

"Why don't you go to the classroom and talk here, you two?"

Han Shen had no chance to beat him up.

Chen Chen gave him a backhand hug on the shoulder, leaning in a friendly and natural way, pretending to be an ordinary squabble, and walked towards the narrow passage between the teaching buildings: "If you say a few words, you will still get angry, and if you continue to make trouble, you will be annoyed, kid."

Han Shen was forced to squeeze and walk with him for a while, and licked his lips, but they bent a little for no reason.

Chen Chen's slightly low laughter was suppressed in his ears.

Two idiots.

The curse has begun again.

Walking out of the narrow path, Li Fei, who had just been shot in the head, was standing under the tree trunk, waiting for them.

Li Fei thought he would see Chen Chen come out ill, but he didn't expect the two to look at each other in the morning light, one with a dazzling smile and the other with a slight frown, but they seemed to be in a good mood.

Hold.

Li Fei was furious, could it be that the punch just now was deliberately pushing Lao Tzu away, so as to make love?

Is this a fucking human thing?

Li Feixing asked his master: "Brother Chen, didn't you get beaten?"

Chen Chen seemed to have heard a joke: "How could my deskmate hit me? Thank you, I was laughed at."

Li Fei tasted this sentence.Reproduct.detail.

I am at the same table.

Oh yo, this is on display.

Fucking shameless.