life after death

Although compared to Chen Yilin's positive and negative letters, her tofu-sized reply letter was obviously shabby, but compared to the previous one sentence, it was a qualitative breakthrough.

Wang Wenjie took a quick look and wrote a bunch of titles. When he looked at Monet's "Water Lilies" at last, he realized that all the previous ones should be the titles of paintings.

Wang Wenjie: "..."

What they were talking about was too high-end.

Wang Wenjie went to ask Chen Yilin what he had written that could elicit so many words from the girl. Su Junping gave him a very arrogant look and said, "Finally, I asked Luo Qingyu about her five favorite paintings."

Wang Wenjie: "Oh, you are a cultured and elegant artist," he suddenly sneered, "When you catch up with me and find out that your boyfriend is an idiot, I'll see what you will do!"

The idiot chuckled, turned around and grabbed Chen Yilin's arm to act like a baby, begging him to help him improve his art knowledge, Chen Yilin smiled and turned his head and said, "I don't know either."

"Then you ask her about her favorite painting..."

"I asked her, but I didn't say I know art."

Everyone was shocked by the shamelessness of the squad leader Chunliang. I don't know who started it, grabbed Su Junping's neck and said, "It's all your fault for leading the squad leader!" After finally escaping, he immediately hid behind Chen Yilin and packed up his almost stripped clothes.

Chen Yilin stretched his arms to protect him behind him: "Okay, stop making trouble, why don't you think about how to reply, now she throws the question back."

Wang Wenjie asked: "Squad leader, how much do you know about art?"

Chen Yilin: "The plaster in the art classroom looks the same to me."

Wang Wenjie held his forehead and touched the shriveled wallet in his trouser pocket. Feeling that his future had changed from an iron pestle to an embroidery needle, he fell asleep on the table.

Tang Yi raised his foot to wake him up, and said, "I have a cousin who is an art student and is in her third year of high school. I will send a text message to her and ask her to lend me your phone."

Wang Wenjie was grateful for Dade's handing over the mobile phone, and he replied in a short while, giving them a general introduction, and asking them to check the information of the painting carefully for appearance.

Su Junping was sweating from pressing his phone. Chen Yilin handed him two napkins, and he wiped them carelessly. He continued to check the information, and suddenly covered his face with a howl: "Art students are terrible!"

Chen Yilin leaned over to take a look, there was a white frame on the picture, and on the white frame was a white square with the words "White on White". It is a state of final liberation, a state close to Nirvana, and the tiny, hard-to-see edge is the only concrete trace left by Nirvana.This is the highest expression of the spirit of supremacism.

Chen Yilin: "..."

He couldn't bear to read the long speeches that followed. He spent a long time looking at the painting, and chewed the evaluation again, only to feel that his mouth was full of chicken bones, and there was nothing he could eat.

He said: "That's it, enough art."

This remark attracted Wang Wenjie's onlookers, and after another burst of earth-shattering screams, everyone unanimously voted to use "White on White" to support the scene.

Before leaving, Su Junping hesitated whether to give Ferrero another time, and finally decided to share the chocolate and eat it. It is worth mentioning that Su Junping never gave Luo Qingyu any snacks since then.

Luo Qingyu's reply came soon. She wrote a little more than last time. She seemed to be very surprised that someone would appreciate "White on White". The embarrassment of showing off.

They were very interested in writing love letters, and suddenly the study committee member came over and asked Chen Yilin to go to thank the boss's office.

They were all small things, but the biggest thing was that after the mid-term exam on Wednesday, there would be a parent-teacher meeting and ask him to post the exam timetable.After Boss Xie finished speaking, he invited him to eat half an orange, and pretended to ask casually: "How is Su Junping recently? Are you still used to getting along with him?"

Chen Yilin nodded: "He is very nice."

Boss Xie glanced at him, remembering Su Junping's upturned nostrils in the office, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of ability Chen Yilin had to make him docile, but it was good no matter what, he patted him on the shoulder and said: "He has grades. Not good, you should help him more in this regard."

After finishing speaking, he said a few more words, handed over the physics homework to him, and let him go.

Chen Yilin was surrounded as soon as he came back. Su Junping was worried that Boss Xie would find out that he had written the love letter. Chen Yilin comforted him with a smile. Just as he was relieved, Chen Yilin said in a calm tone: "After the mid-term exam on Wednesday, we will hold a parent meeting on the weekend. .”

Class [-] was instantly devastated, and Su Junping had no choice but to let go of writing the love letter, and turned around to do homework and review.

Wednesday is here in the blink of an eye, poor Su Junping has copied so many love letters from Chen Yilin, but he hasn't made any progress at all, and he didn't even have time to finish the composition - the half of the writing is still off topic.

At noon, he stared at his eyes and did not sleep, trying to catch up on math. Chen Yilin went to bed early. In the afternoon, his eyes were red and he had to drink two espresso coffees to refresh himself. In the end, he had no choice but to hug Chen Yilin desperately, trying to gain some luck.Of course, facts have proved that superstition is superstition, and it is even less credible than the reposted saying that "you must pass every exam". Su Junping's math test was a mess, and he almost fell asleep in the end.

Needless to say, he didn't need to speak English. When the grades came out, he was taken to the office and scolded. Just after Boss Xie finished scolding, he was told by the "peacock" to recite English words.

He came back after peeling off a layer of skin. Chen Yilin knew his hard work and poured him a glass of honey water before he came back.When Su Junping drank it, the temperature was just right, and he hugged and rubbed several times moved.His hair was soft and smooth, like a large dog that had been bred to be smooth and smooth. Chen Yilin felt the scalding heat on his collarbone, and felt that it was more like him, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch it a few times.

After enjoying the smooth hair of Xueba, he had to face the tragic reality. The parent meeting on Sunday morning, luckily among the misfortunes, it was his mother who came to attend.

When school was over on Friday, Su Junping went to Chen Yilin's house to buy an osmanthus-flavored gorgon cake. At his request, Chen Yilin packaged the gorgon cake beautifully.It was still early for him to go home, so he decided not only to bribe with snacks, but also to make a dish to please his mother.

There are clams at home, it seems that clam soup is going to be cooked tonight, Su Junping picked a few to make steamed eggs with clams.

He went to the Internet to check the tutorials, but there were so many recipes on the Internet that the eyes of novices were dazzled. In the end, he called Chen Yilin and taught him how to steam eggs.

When Yang Hong came home, she saw her son wearing a hellokitty pink apron, standing at the kitchen door with a spoon in his hand, and talking on the phone with his mobile phone under his shoulder.

She put down her bag and smacked his head lightly: "How many times have I told you, don't make calls like this, it's easy to drop your phone, and it's not good for your cervical spine."

Su Junping let out a "huh", chatted for a few more words and hung up, took his mother's hand and came to the table, unwrapped the wrapping paper flatteringly, and put the cake to her mouth: "Mom, take a bite, I'll eat it." I bought it especially for you."

Yang Hong ate a few mouthfuls and said: "It's delicious, let's put it away first, and I won't be able to eat after I finish eating."

She changed her clothes and prepared to cook, Su Junping laced her up graciously, and mentioned his great achievements in the kitchen by the way.

Yang Hong looked at the small steamer on the gas stove, and said, "Why are you so obedient today? Did you fail the exam?"

Su Junping choked, apparently not expecting his mother's speech to be so sharp, and smiled shyly, without denying it.

Yang Hong obviously knew his son quite well, knowing that not only did he fail in the exam, but he also did very poorly in the exam, so the text message of the grade he received during the meal did not explode on the spot, but ordered him to wash the dishes after eating, and accepted him by the way. tablet and notebook.

As the class monitor, Chen Yilin had to attend every parents' meeting in advance to set up the classroom. Boss Xie knew about his family's situation and didn't force his parents to come, so every year Chen Yilin held the parents' meeting for himself.

This time, as usual, he wrote on the blackboard the office locations where the teachers of each subject were located. Suddenly he heard the creaking sound of the front door, and he turned his head to see that it was Yang Hong.

He smiled and said hello: "Hello, Aunt Yang."

Yang Hong was [-]% satisfied with him, and felt that he could be called a textbook model for "other people's children". She greeted him happily, compared herself with her own, and sighed.

"Do you know where Mr. Xie is? I just went to his office and he's not there."

"Maybe I didn't come, after all, it's still early." He took a glass of water for Yang Hong with Su Junping's cup, "Auntie, please sit down and drink some water."

Yang Hong thanked him for taking it, and sighed: "Why are you so sensible? If our Xiaojun is half as obedient as you, I can wake up smiling when I sleep."

Chen Yilin smiled embarrassedly, and said that Xiao Jun is also very good, he is very kind. Yang Hong shook her head, obviously taking this as comfort. desktop, his brows deepened.

There is only a stack of books on Chen Yilin's desk, which are arranged from top to bottom according to the size of the books: Chinese books, biology books, physical chemistry books, and English books.Su Junping couldn’t do it anymore. There were two stacks of books on the table with crumpled papers in between. One stack had Oxford dictionaries at the bottom and 4A-sized physics books on top. God knows how he kept them balanced so they wouldn’t fall. a skill.

Yang Hong couldn't see it, so she helped him tidy up the desktop and even the messier drawers.

As she was taking out his half-eaten blueberry bun, an envelope fell out.Chen Yilin had just finished writing on the blackboard and came back to drink water when he saw Yang Hong pick up the envelope and prepare to open it.It contained the first love letter written by Su Junping.

The author has something to say: Bai Shangbai is really powerful...I can't understand orz at all