I'm just hungry for your knowledge

At nine o'clock in the evening, Han Shen had just finished packing when Chen Chen called.

Chen Chen was holding his mobile phone, sitting at the desk and writing something. He had just taken a shower, his black hair was damp and hooked to the tips of his ears, which made his complexion extremely fair, and he looked indescribably dark and feminine. "Come on, let's have fun together."

"How many times do you have to say it?"

Chen Chen was quiet for a while: "Then how do you arrange your vacation these days?"

"Whatever." Han Shen asked, "What about you?"

"I, continue to prepare for the physics competition."

"... Niubi, there is no end to learning, and you will always climb the peak."

Han Shen had nothing to say.

Chen Chen won two first prizes in competitions in his first year of high school, and was selected for a training camp in mathematics, but he did not continue his studies.In order to pretend to be aggressive, the group of teasers in the attached middle school portrayed Chen Chen as a genius test master who plays every day and never studies, and brainwashes outsiders everywhere.

Chen Chen felt that Han Shen was also being led astray, and smiled: "It's not as amazing as you think, if you can spend 17 hours a day in the competition for three consecutive months, you can win the gold medal."

"..." This gold medal can't be taken casually... right?

How about playing house? !

17 hours, 5 hours of sleep, and no more than 2 hours for other meals and rest.After Chen Chen passed the entrance examination of the attached middle school at the end of May, he devoted all his energy to the competition. His eyes were red and his hair became thinner when he studied the questions. He was nicknamed "mad dog in the examination room" by the surprised classmates.

Looking back on Chen Chen now, it's unbelievable.

"What are you tossing about?" Han Shenguang felt his hair fall out when he heard it.

Step by step, step by step is not much easier?

The pen in Chen Chen's hand suddenly fell down. He pulled the chair over and bowed to hook the pen up. This time he turned around a few times but did not turn it steadily. He stared at the pen tip for a long time without saying a word.

"If you're alive, don't just fight for your breath." His voice was muffled.

Han Shen: "Is there a story?"

Chen Chen changed the topic: "Take care of yourself, Xiao Han, do you really not learn? Say something, and it's not shameful to study hard."

Han Shen could have said "no" smoothly, but now he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and was pulled by a strange feeling, and suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

Chen Chen's serious expression was not fake, he made it clear that he wanted to yank him, if he refused, it seemed——

will disappoint him.

Live up to his kindness.

Han Shen ground his teeth, and adjusted his sitting posture curled up on the chair to be more loose and frivolous.

"If you don't study, ask about suicide."

Chen Chen quickly hung up the video.

Han Shen sat quietly in the chair for a while, flipping through the stacked books on the table to find Chen Chen's Blind Sniper Encyclopedia of Question Types, but he couldn't find it either.

*

This year is particularly evil. After the National Day holiday, there will be three days of classes, followed by the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The monthly exam is scheduled for the three days in between.

Knowing the monthly exams in the next two days, the teachers mercifully assigned a lot of homework. After the second class in the afternoon, they moved the desks to clear the exam room. All the thick books were packed in cardboard boxes and piled up in the open space behind the classroom.

Li Fei came in from outside the door, tiptoed two or three steps in front of Chen Chen like a heron with long legs: "I'm at the window seat in the 2 exam room again! It's an evil door, I sat in the monthly exam more than three times in that place!"

There are 32 people in each examination room, ranked by grade, and most of the people in class 1 are ranked in the first few examination rooms.

"Who made you a little bit better?"

"...Then you have been sitting in the first place in examination room 1, have you made any progress?"

Chen Chen hooked the pages of the paper with his fingertips and flipped through the collection of wrong questions, and seemed not very interested in chatting with him.

Li Fei said a few dull words, then turned to Han Shen who was playing with his mobile phone.

The slender fingers are typing.

【I came to you after the monthly exam】

[Still engaging in competitions? 】

【You will lose my father. 】

Sending WeChat to Yan Xin, Han Shen raised his head and saw Li Fei touching his chin and staring at himself thoughtfully: "Brother Han, your transfer student has no grades, which exam room will you be assigned to?"

"Ok?"

"Didn't you look at your examination room? It's posted on the podium." He whistled at Xiang Heng who was cleaning the blackboard, "Look at Brother Han."

Xiang Heng glanced down, raised his hands and made a "ten" and then a "seven".

"Fuck! Exam room [-], is it real or not?" Li Fei looked shocked at my mother, "The teacher in this row is too rude! Just throw it back for our Brother Han."

Han Shen was suddenly touched on the arm, and Chen Chen also put away the wrong set of questions at some point.

"After dinner, I'll go over with you to have a look."

"?"

"Brother Han, you don't know something! This seventeenth examination room is not an ordinary examination room. How should I put it, it is a very special one."

—especially notorious, notorious.

As the lowest examination room for science at the attached high school, there are only dozens of students from the bottom of the grade. It is said that the place is full of smog and smog all the year round. It has been banned for generations, and the dusty door is only opened during the exam.

It is also arranged very far away, in a lecture hall next to the laboratory building.

This kind of place, like a red-light district with street violence detached from all rules, made the good students in Class 1 subconsciously curious and fearful.

After listening to the explanation, Han Shen pointed to the tip of his nose: "Are you afraid that I will be beaten?"

Chen Chen sneered: "I'm afraid that you will hit others and tell them to stay away from you."

Han Shen: "..."

Inexplicably, Chen Chen's attitude today was... cold.

After telling him not to learn during the National Day holiday.

While talking, Lao Qin suddenly strode in from the back door, went straight to the two tables, and stared at them fiercely for a few rounds, but he didn't say anything, and finally snorted from his nose, thump thump Walk away in high heels.

"... Fuck, what kind of eyes does the girl have? It makes my hair stand on end. I feel like she is holding back her big move?"

"We haven't done anything bad lately, have we?" The one who came down from the podium was also inexplicably stared at by her, rubbing his arms, his face full of horror.

"What are you afraid of, walk upright, sit upright!"

In the face of the top priority monthly exam, this sudden episode was quickly forgotten.

At 06:30 in the evening, the exam preparation music echoed throughout the school. Chen Chen stood up and said, "Let's go to the exam room."

So like a parent sending a child to school?

Han Shen hooked up the stool and got up. On the way to the Seventeenth Examination Room, Chen Chen calmly whispered in his ear: "Three long and one long are the shortest, three short and one long are the longest, and if they are uneven, choose C. Mainly Mongolian. Plagiarism is prohibited. English will not choose all C, at least a quarter of the correct rate..."

Han Shen: "..."

The laboratory building is next to the political building, usually deserted and empty, but at this time there are scumbag candidates scurrying back and forth, Han Shen pushes the door and enters, and four or five boys are sitting on the desks, their school uniforms are loose and messy, and they can’t understand Xuan winked.

"Brothers meet again, this exam also depends on you old man!"

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk, take care of me a lot!"

"Gou rich and noble, don't forget each other!"

The joking and joking stopped abruptly when they saw Chen Chen, their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost, and they communicated in a low voice.

"Fuck! Why did Xue Shen come to the 17th examination room?"

"...It shouldn't be, is it to help invigilate the exam?"

"You have great ideas! I think so too."

There was a lively one who knew Chen Chen's amiable character, so he waved his hand from a distance: "God of learning, going to the mountains and the countryside to experience the life of a scumbag and enrich writing materials?"

Chen Chen looked over, but didn't know who it was, smiled slightly, then casually went to the podium to check Han Shen's seat, and hooked his fingers: "Come here for me."

Seeing Han Shen, the discussion started again.

"Isn't this fucking school girl?"

"Lying on the grass, I have been doing it for a long time to send the school grass to school. This posture has the inner flavor of 'going deep into the dust'..."

"So you knocked on this pair of CP too???!!"

"Hey, I have nothing to do. Watch Xiao Huangwen to relieve boredom and learn writing."

The discussion behind the scenes was unscrupulous, Han Shen paused, thinking about it, he still didn't respond, and went directly to the desk.

Ten minutes before the start of the exam, Chen Chen pulled out a chair and sat down beside him. He looked at Han Shen, who was empty-handed. He didn't have a smile on his face, so he pursed his lips.

"Where are the pen, scratch paper, and eraser? How do you fight monsters without equipment?"

This tone is inexplicably annoying.

Han Shen sat down and stared at a spot on the table without saying a word, while Chen Chen began to take things out of the pencil case by his ear, putting them in an orderly manner.

Then "crash" tore a page of paper, handed it under Han Shen's sight, took out the cap of the pen and wrote stroke by stroke.

The handwriting is profound, sharp and sharp, and the outline is extremely beautiful.

Chen Chen seldom uses a pen, but writes Wenxiu Yixiu during the Chinese exam, and the pictures look good on the paper.Seeing that his handwriting has been practiced hard, he is recognized as a master, and he is the second in the attached middle school, and no one dares to be the first.

At this time, from Cheng to Zhuanhe, Han Shen's name was written.

"How should you pronounce these two words?"

Han Shen: "..."

Chen Chen was not polite at all: "Read with me, han—shen—, can you write? Do you want me to teach you?"

Evil door, today.

Han Shen looked at him: "Are you okay?"

Chen Chen lowered his eyes, the shadows at the corners of his eyes were not warm, and quickly wrote another series of numbers with his fingertips, nonchalantly said: "This is your test number, do you recognize it? Can the machine-readable card be painted?"

Han Shen felt a sultriness in his heart, licked his dry lips, and said nothing.

"In a while, test, give me, fill in all—" Chen Chen paused every word, "Otherwise, after passing the exam, the school teacher will publicly identify your low-scoring test paper, and you won't be ashamed of it."

Han Shen couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked the desk: "Are you sick! Why are you fighting against me? Did you eat a fucking bazooka?"

The students who were quietly eating melons around were all shocked, silently took a step back, and continued to eat melons.

What kind of trouble is this for Xueshen and Xiaocao?

Didn't you just linger on teaching writing and reading, why did you quarrel?

Chen Chen slapped down the pen, stood up and supported both ends of the school grass desk, his school uniform neatly wrapped around his arms, the veins on his slender wrists were slightly twisted, and he looked down at Han Shen.

"Fierce?" A broken voice escaped from his teeth: "This time, I will score 0 in the test again, and I will beat you to death, kid."

Yay, god of learning!

Masculinity!

Iron-boned!

The people who eat melons know that the school grass is not a soft persimmon, so they sit more firmly at this moment, gearing up and expecting the school grass to fight back——

Han Shen was startled when he heard this, and raised his head to look directly into Chen Chen's eyes. The lavender scent from the white school uniform was very close to his nose. It usually smells very pleasant and comfortable, but now it has become Some kind of catalyst for a nuclear explosion.

……

"There are still 10 minutes before the start of the exam, candidates please immediately—"

The broadcast echoed throughout the school, Chen Chen put down the draft paper, pen, and 2B pencil, walked to the door of the classroom, stopped and looked back.

Han Shen lowered his gaze and remained motionless, still looking at his original position.

It seemed that someone had told him that children should not be wronged.