Worrying about running out of money every day

076 watched the boss come back, and continued to roll back to squat in its corner.Silently complaining: The boss is impressive. Although he is useless, he is a top-quality bodyguard. 076 is very reassuring about him. It even thinks that if the boss makes the hot chicken host enlightened again, it will feel more at ease.

A gentle voice sounded, and the boss began to speak again.

The voice was gentle and gentle, like drops of water dripping after rain, crisp, pleasant, with the breath of sleepy sea breeze... Song Ji tilted his head, and suddenly regained consciousness in a jerk, with dazed eyes: "Ah? Ah Oh, Ji Qingyan, what did you just say?"

"A Song." Ji Qingyan frowned at him.

It’s okay if you don’t study well, but if you don’t have a correct attitude, Ji Qingyan doesn’t want Song Ji to regret it in the future.

Obviously it was just a call, but Song Ji was unreasonably shy, his face blushed half red, and he kept his attitude straight, "It was an accident just now, an accident."

He quickly promised: "It will definitely not happen in the future, really, really..."

Ji Qingyan looked at him: "What is it?"

Song Ji quickly lowered his head to look at the test paper, no one saw him bend his lips, it's because your voice is so nice...

Until the day before the monthly exam, people passing by the second class saw Song Ji and his younger brothers who were writing hard. They were either scratching their hair and being irritable, or they were yelled at by the silent students in the class, "Why are you so easy?" not yet'

Everyone: "???" Is this really Song Ji and his younger brother?

Although they had heard that Song Ji put down his rhetoric and got into the top [-] in the monthly exam, they didn't pay much attention to it. Now watching him study hard, they just feel that life is too illusory.

Even the penultimate one has started to learn, how can they still play!For a while, the learning atmosphere in the third year of high school was exceptionally good.

Song Ji didn't know anything about it, at the moment he was immersed in the sea of ​​math problems Ji Qingyan assigned him.

Mathematics is Song Ji's weak point. He can add, subtract, multiply and divide. What is difficult is those theorems and formulas that seem strange to him, and there are too many theorems and formulas.

From junior high school to high school, what impressed him most was "the shortest line between two points". In the past few days, he studied hard + reviewed, but he didn't remember much. Song Ji was very distressed.

Ji Qingyan went to cook for him. Song Ji was very annoyed at the thought of the exam tomorrow, so he walked out of the classroom to relax in the corridor.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out, he bumped into the former study committee member. Song Ji glanced at him and let him make way.

The study committee member stopped in his tracks, feeling that he should say something. He glanced at Song Ji a few times, the corners of his mouth mumbled, and he said after a long while: "I heard that you have been working hard recently, plus..."

Listening to him, Song Ji heard 076's noisy voice again in his mind, only to feel that 076's voice suddenly became sharp again.

Song Ji frowned and was about to interrupt 076, when the study committee member's eyes changed by the way, looking at him full of sarcasm: "I advise you to stop wishful thinking, I still know your ability very well, three hundred , you are destined to be beyond reach."

After the school committee finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, how could he say such a thing, his mind was blank, and he thought for a second, yes, Song Ji is such a person, Wen Song is so good, he looks good and studies well, he is still a star Yes, anyway, it is better than Song Ji!

The study committee members left as if wandering away, and finally didn't want to understand what is good about Wen Song.

"076, does this person have a head???" Song Ji couldn't figure it out. He was about to tell him to cheer up, but then he turned around and started to mock him again?Isn't it too fast?

076 was low and sullen, "Maybe."

076 doesn't want to talk to Song Ji now, it wants to make the host feel better (although he seems to be having a good time every day:)) energy has decreased again, worry, the ball has not come to it recently, it is also annoying.

There wasn't much interaction at all, and Song Ji didn't want to spend so much time thinking about irrelevant people.

Downstairs, Ji Qingyan just turned around. You can see from the upstairs that Song Ji quickly waved to him, and shouted very rudely: "Ji Qingyan, hurry up, I'm hungry!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaojun leaned over like a mouse smelling a cake: "Does the boss have my share? I'm hungry too."

"No, no, not at all." Song Ji pushed his big head away in disgust, turned around and ran towards Ji Qingyan, and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

Ji Qingyan just looked down at him with soft brows and eyes.

"Don't look, yours is here!" Wang Xiaojun was watching, when a faint voice came from behind, it was Yang Lele.

Wang Xiaojun was overjoyed immediately, and put his arms around his shoulders very naturally, "Lele, you are really the best!!!"

Yang Lele smiled mysteriously at him: "Then...how about tomato and beef rice?"

"Boom—"

I'm afraid it wasn't an earthquake, a tsunami and a volcanic eruption, Wang Xiaojun's sky fell, "!!!"

"I'm lying to you, stupid." Yang Lele laughed loudly seeing him like that, hahaha non-stop.

"It's green peppers. Isn't your nose usually very sharp? Why didn't you smell it today?"

Yang Lele seemed to just say it casually, but Wang Xiaojun was stunned, without thinking too much, took the lunch box in his hand and carried it to the lounge.

In the past few days, their study time is tight, and they simply have lunch in the lounge.

In the lounge, Song Ji and Ji Qingyan were tired and crooked, Wang Xiaojun shook his head, poked the goosebumps on his hands, and quickly pulled Yang Lele away from them, they wouldn't eat this dog food!

Song Ji didn't think much of it, he greeted them and buried himself in the food. Ji Qingyan knew his taste very well, they were all his favorites!

It was only today that Song Ji found out that many of the things he ate before were actually made by Ji Qingyan with spiritual food. He was still wondering, his health has improved a lot in recent years, and he hasn't been sick much.

Thinking that he was always sick in the past, sick and weak all over his body, and he was too weak after walking a few steps, Song Ji felt uncomfortable all over, and he felt better about Ji Qingyan, this is the person he likes, always silent I really care about him ah ah ah ah I love him so much!

However, speaking of it, why did Wen Song suddenly feel a little familiar, and Song Ji's dull mind finally became aware, but who did he look like...

After Song Ji finished eating, Ji Qingyan told him about the next arrangement.

"Continue to lecture on the paper before class. After the lecture, take a nap, recite the ancient poems in the self-study class in the afternoon, and recite them again at night when you go home."

Song Ji nodded earnestly and wrote down that the lounge was a bit noisy, Song Ji looked at him, but seemed to only hear his voice, his ears were red, and he was extremely shy, as if covering up, he quickly pulled him out.

Ji Qingyan didn't know why, but couldn't help laughing at him.

He quickly put the remaining things into the storage ring and followed Song Ji.

"Junzai, I just saw—"

After they left, Yang Lele rubbed his eyes slowly, looking a little dazed.

Wang Xiaojun looked at him, "What are you doing? Eating."

"No, no, it's my eyesight." Yang Lele decided to bury the matter in his heart first, maybe it was his eyesight.

"By the way, how much score do you plan to take?"

Yang Lele's head hurts when he thinks of this, he is not sure how Song Ji will perform this time.

Wang Xiaojun was silent, and said for a while, "Ask the boss." When in doubt, ask the boss first.

Immediately, Yang Lele looked at him with an idiot's eyes: "Are you stupid? You told me that the boss said that there is no need to ask him for instructions in the future."

silence--

"..." Wang Xiaojun met his eyes suddenly, "I don't know either, just... just play normally."

Yang Lele took a bite of the tomato and said flatly, "Oh."

To perform normally, then he has to predict tomorrow's weather and his mood, see how much they affect his mood to perform normally, and then decide how to perform normally.

The two stopped talking, and the chopsticks, spoons and bowls made a rustling sound when they touched each other, and they returned to silence for a long time.

midnight, song house

Song Ji hugged the quilt, walked down the corridor with his waist bent, ran to the room at the end of the floor a few steps, hesitated, and finally knocked on the door: "Ji Qingyan? Ji Qingyan, are you asleep?"

Ji Qingyan had just finished preparing for him the content of the temporary hug tomorrow, when he heard that he opened the door almost instantly and let him in: "Can't you sleep?"

Song Ji nodded, and couldn't help yawning, "Well, I'm sleepy, but I just can't sleep, I'm so nervous." Song Ji couldn't help approaching him.

Ji Qingyan pulled him to sit on the bed, and said with a smile, "The young master who is fearless suddenly became nervous, I'm really not used to it."

Song Ji buried his head in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "It's the first time I've worked so hard, and I'm afraid I won't do well in the exam. Although I know I must fail in the exam, I'm just so nervous that I can't sleep."

Ji Qingyan rubbed his hair, "There's nothing to be nervous about, the worst is the bottom one, and it's not the first time you've taken the bottom one in the exam."

Hearing that Song was extremely unhappy, his eyes widened: "This, this is different!"

Ji Qingyan's voice was still gentle: "Where is it different?"

Song Ji puffed his cheeks, stretched out his fingers and pointed:

"First of all, it's very different. I made up my mind to study hard. Secondly, I want to get in the top three hundred in the exam. Otherwise, otherwise... Anyway, I have to take the exam. Also, I studied hard, very seriously. I learned it, although I still don’t know how to do it very well, but I worked hard, really hard, really hard, you supervise me.”

Song Ji's voice gradually became softer: "I, I'm just afraid that my grades are not worthy of my efforts."

"You've done a good job." Ji Qingyan patted him on the shoulder and sat down beside him.

"You have a goal, you have something you want to do, and you want to be successful. Look, you have grown up." Ji Qingyan looked at him with soft eyes, like a gentle ocean that embraces everything: "I believe, uncle My aunt will be happy for you when she finds out, and I am also happy for you."

"You're fine, don't be afraid."

Yes, is it...

Song Ji looked at him, thinking silently, after thinking a lot, he found that he seemed to have really changed a lot, and he had been working hard for so long because of....

He almost forgot that he decided to study because he wanted to get close to Ji Qingyan, but now he is really worried about his grades!

Immediately, Song Ji's eyes lit up, his smile was shy and proud, his pupils were amazingly bright, and his voice was cheerful and sweet: "Ji Qingyan, you are so kind, I want to understand."

Ji Qingyan smiled slightly, and patted him lightly: "Go to sleep, I will have the energy to go to the exam tomorrow morning."

Song Ji met his eyes, and felt that the world was slowly dissipating. He seemed to be drifting with the gentle sound of the piano, immersed in the soft sand.

On the bed, the corners of Song Ji's mouth turned up, and he dreamed of something good. Ji Qingyan tucked him in the quilt, lay down on the sofa, and couldn't help thinking, why his young master's eyes are always so bright? Is he that cute...

With a slight smile on his face, he fell into a deep sleep.