Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

Class 11 of the second year of high school won a big victory and returned to the class beaming.

As soon as Jian Ze'an and the others stepped into the class, they were almost overturned by the deafening cheers that erupted in an instant.

Hong Chuanglei completely healed his scar and forgot about the pain, he walked into the door of the class first, and made a comforting gesture with his hands: "Oh, it's unnecessary, it's unnecessary, all the gentlemen are at peace."

The class immediately booed him.

The life committee member was ordering food delivery, but when he heard this, he put his hands on his hips: "Hong Chuanglei, we can wait for your drinks for that week."

"Yes, yes, drink, drink!"

"If you lost the promised bet, please bet on the one-week drink you won. How many people in our class were able to win 30 points by betting?"

"Fuck, Hong Chuanglei blames you for not being able to live up to expectations! I believe you can win [-] bets! Give me one point for your special grandma!"

Hong Chuanglei was glared at by a group of big brothers who lost the bet, with a look of injustice: "I can't blame me alone..."

"Don't blame who you blame?"

"Strange..." Hong Chuanglei's eyes wandered around several teammates.

His brother Xiao didn't give him a look at all, his brother An raised the corners of his mouth at him with a half-smile, and Chen Bin scratched the back of his head in a slightly honest way...

"It's all because Bai Huo didn't fight well!"

Hong Chuanglei pointed a finger at Bai Huo, who almost exploded: "It's your grandson who loses and blames me? Who is it that's free to provoke Class 16, ah? We haven't settled the score with you yet!"

The two started an endless bickering again, Jian Ze'an felt his brain hurt from hearing this, rubbed his temples, and simply sat back in his seat to eat takeaway, while playing with his mobile phone.

As soon as I opened it, I saw Cheng Zichen's V letter:

[Played very well.Evening tutoring? 】

Jian Ze'an thought about it for a while. Last week, because of basketball practice, the tutoring time was changed to noon. There was not as much time in the evening, so the tutoring time was shortened.This week is another basketball game, and I went to the hospital with Xia Heran last night, and there was no make-up class, so the progress has dropped a lot.

He then moved his thumb and replied:

【repair! 】

【Okay, if I don't give you a message after school, it means that get out of class is not over yet, just wait for me. 】

At the beginning, Jian Ze'an went to Cheng Zichen's home for tutoring, but after all, he had to trouble the Cheng family's driver to drive him home, and it also took time on the way, so he changed it to tutoring at school.

However, there are a group of students in the self-study classroom, so it is inconvenient to make a sound.

But Cheng Zichen thought of a way.He took Jian Ze'an directly to the cubicle next to the special laboratory for chemistry competitions.

This cubicle was originally used by chemistry teachers to take a break at noon, but no one used it after school.There are tables, chairs, and a sofa that can lie down alone.

Because of Cheng Zichen's perfect and stable chemical experiment operation, Teacher Hua Jing felt like a treasure, and he said that he could enjoy the experience of last year's teacher of Mathematical Sciences and Materials Competition this year, so he brought out Hua Jingguoyi.

Naturally, when Cheng Zichen asked for a spare classroom in this lounge, Teacher Hua Jing gave it without saying a word, without asking him why.

Cheng Zichen took this place as a place for Jian Ze'an to study after school.

It's just that the key is in Cheng Zichen's hands, so if Jian Ze'an can't go to this lounge in class [-], he can go to the self-study classroom to study for a while.

The same is true today.

After winning the game, Jian Ze'an was in a good mood all day. After school, he quickly packed his things, sent a V letter to Cheng Zichen, and turned over his homework to do.

He used to start with the easy ones first, and put the difficult ones at the end, and then he didn't bother to do the work until he didn't have the energy to do it late.

This semester followed Cheng Zichen to make up lessons, Cheng Zichen always told him to start with the last few questions of the most difficult subjects first, even if it was rare for Jian Ze'an to cry like a ghost, he insisted.

After going back and forth, Jian Ze'an wondered if something went wrong with being abused, and he actually liked this kind of taste of gnawing hard bones first, and the easier it is to do later.

This time he did the same, he took out the physics first, and started to work on the big questions.

"Sufficiently long smooth metal rails fixed on an insulating horizontal surface ... the direction of the magnetic field ..."

Jian Ze'an frowned and looked at the topic in front of him, entangled endlessly.

It should be Faraday's law...

He bit the back end of the pen, and suddenly remembered that Cheng Zichen would pat him every time he saw him biting the pen, and hurriedly took the pen out from between his teeth.

Only then did I slowly write "E=△φ/△t" in the blank space below the title.

He hesitated to write this question, he was a bit uncertain about the answer, but he didn’t rush to read it, and wrote one or two more questions, and finally finished the three big questions with writing, but there were two small ones left empty. ask.

Just as he was about to go forward and fill in the blanks, the classroom door opened. Jian Ze'an raised his eyelids when he heard the sound of the door, and saw that it was Cheng Zichen.His eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at each other eagerly.

Although Class 11 is a latecomer class, there are quite a few students who study by themselves after school.At this moment, many people in the classroom were studying, and Jian Ze'an didn't make a sound, but waved the signature pen in his hand slightly to signal Cheng Zichen.

Cheng Zichen's eyes quickly caught him, and he gestured to him to come out.

Jian Ze'an carried the exercise book and pen in her arms, threw her schoolbag on her back, and walked out of the classroom door.

Walk through the corridor, go up the stairs, and go up to the sixth floor. When you get to the inside of the corridor, Cheng Zichen takes out the key and opens the door, and goes in first to turn on the light.

Jian Ze'an sat down on the chair consciously, and spread out the physics exercise book: "If there are questions, I won't..."

"Well, I'll take a look later." Cheng Zichen put his schoolbag on the sofa, and was about to sit on another chair, when he suddenly thought of something, he turned back and opened his schoolbag, took out a small box, and put it in the With a light push on the table, the plastic box slid along the smooth surface to Jian Ze'an.

"What's this?"

"Reward? Or a congratulatory gift." Cheng Zichen knocked down the table casually, with a smile in his eyes, "You played beautifully today."

"Have you watched the whole game?" Jian Ze'an became interested when he talked about today's game, "I scored 11 points! I have 5 assists!"

Of course, the best one is Lin Xiao, who scored 20 points, basically half of the scores of Class 11 will be taken by him.But Jian Ze'an is also quite good.

Lin Xiao is a member of the school basketball team who trains at least three times a week, and he is absolutely top-notch in the school team. Everyone thinks that he is taller now, and he will be the captain of the school team this year.

But under his brilliant results, Jian Ze'an did not lose his composure, scoring in double figures and getting 5 assists, which can definitely be said to be quite eye-catching.

"Excellent." Cheng Zichen said with a smile, "Especially when inducing class 16 to foul, he played very smartly."

"Yes, yes, it can be said that I created the turning point in the second half of today's game—although Class 16's skills and physical strength are not good, and the ship will definitely capsize after the waves are over, but the direct force that capsized the ship is definitely me."

Jian Ze'an sat on the chair in awe, leaned back, and adjusted the center of gravity of the chair to the rear legs of the chair with the strength of her body, and the two front legs of the chair were lifted up.

He happily swayed back and forth, with a slightly smug expression on his face.

Cheng Zichen reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled his weight forward, and let the chair fall to the ground.

"If you fall backwards, your head will hit the cabinet."

The boy raised his eyebrows in warning.

Jian Ze'an was a little dissatisfied: "I'm very stable."

But under Cheng Zichen's eyes, he still puckered his mouth obediently: "Oh..."

But the next second he was happy again, picked up the beautifully packaged box on the table: "What is this?"

As he spoke, he opened it directly.

It's a box of mints.

"This brand of mints is very spicy." Jian Ze'an looked at Cheng Zichen reproachfully, "Are you really a celebration gift?"

"As you said last time, you feel sleepy in class. You'll feel better after eating."

Cheng Zichen took one from the box, peeled off the candy wrapper, and handed it to Jian Ze'an.

The boy's broad palm was flat, and a round white and green mint ball lay on it.

"Eat one? You won't be dazed when I talk about the topic later."

Jian Ze'an looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, and then at his own hand.

Because of homework, the black ink of the signature pen is still stained on my fingers.

"My hands are not clean."

Cheng Zichen raised his hand to his mouth.

Jian Zean glanced blankly at the palm, then raised his eyes to Cheng Zichen.

Looking at each other, Cheng Zichen showed a little doubt: "Isn't it because you don't want to take dirty hands? Don't you want to eat?"

"You...how do you want me to eat?"

"That's it..." Cheng Zichen said three words, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked at his hands.At this moment, it was stretching out from Fa Xiao's mouth, but the latter seemed to want to avoid it, raised his neck and raised his chin an inch.

In this way, from Cheng Zichen's perspective, it was as if... he was holding the opponent's chin with his hand.

If the other party sticks out a red tongue from between those lips that always have a little upturned curvature, and from the palm of his hand...

Cheng Zichen's heart skipped a beat, he didn't think about it, maybe because he didn't dare to think about it instinctively.

Some confusion suddenly appeared in his heart amidst the tranquility, like some fluffy grass tips emerging from the peaceful ground in early spring, which made people panic and bewildered.

Cheng Zichen took a deep breath to suppress the inexplicable emotion that was stirring, and was about to say something to resolve it, when he suddenly saw the boy opposite him shaking his head and muttering:

"If I eat it from your palm, wouldn't it be like you are feeding stray dogs? I'm not stupid."

Cheng Zichen: "..."

He lost all emotions for a moment, clenched his hands, took the candy back, and then ate it himself, and said indifferently: "There are so many things to do for you to peel the candy paper, then you eat it yourself."

Jian Ze'an glanced at the small box on the table, but still shook his head: "Not yet, I have to wash my hands after eating, it's troublesome, let's talk about the topic first."

Cheng Zichen should have been happy that Fa Xiao became more and more fond of studying, but he sighed for some reason, and finally sat down on another chair: "Which one can't? Show me."

After more than an hour of tutoring, Cheng Zichen looked at his watch and closed the book in his hand: "It's almost time, it's time to go home."

"Wait, I'm a little bit close to this question..."

"Well, there's no rush. Your idea of ​​the steps is correct, continue to calculate later, and the result will come out soon."

Jian Zhe'an was affirmed, and he felt certain, and continued to follow the idea just now, wrote three more lines, calculated a few numbers on the draft paper, filled in the exercise book, and then pushed in front of Cheng Zichen: "Isn't that right?" ?”

The person on the opposite side looked down, and then smiled slightly: "You did it right."

"Yeah!" Jian Ze'an cheered a little, "God, I'm finally right! I've been wrong about this question type [-] times!"

"Go back and do the two questions I circled for you to consolidate this kind of questions." Cheng Zichen saw him slumped back on the chair in a disfigured manner, and directly reached out to help him pack his schoolbag, "Okay, don't sit still I'm asleep. Go home and rest."

Jian Ze'an said "Oh" in a long tune, and slowly got up and put on his long-sleeved school uniform. At this moment, Cheng Zichen had already put away his schoolbag, and he didn't give it to him, but carried it on his back.

"Give it to me." Jian Ze'an was embarrassed, "This can't squeeze your spirit and squeeze your body."

Cheng Zichen paused for a moment, looked at Fa Xiao with some inscrutability, met the pair of eyes that smiled so intimately but were so clear that there was no distracting thought, and quietly exhaled again.

...Probably not Jian Ze'an's problem.

It's him who thinks a little too much.

Cheng Zichen shook his head indiscriminately, trying to get rid of those inexplicable and strange distracting thoughts that quietly appeared, but he forgot to ask himself why such distracting thoughts appeared.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the cool tea mine, thank you for the sleepy bazooka~ Bixinxin!

Second update, there should be~