Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

For the next two days, Jian Ze'an continued to review carefully after class.This may be the first time since he was a child that he has been so engrossed in preparing for an exam.

Although Cheng Zichen gave him a notebook with key questions, although it was so thick that it gave him a headache, but considering how much effort was put into organizing it, he still read it over and over three times, doing each question once, and then followed up with the notebook. Compare Cheng Zichen's answer.If you don't understand, ask Cheng Zichen again.

Jian Ze'an couldn't help sighing that Xueshen's arrangement was different.

During this period of time, he asked himself that he had studied hard enough, and remembered most of the knowledge points, but after reading Cheng Zichen's mind map, he realized that he also memorized the knowledge points. His knowledge points are a complete system, and what he remembered was Scattered islands.

Cheng Zichen used only a few pictures to string together all the key points of a science since the beginning of school.

Jian Ze'an followed the path he pointed out, and the more he looked at it, the more enlightened he felt.

It's Thursday in a blink of an eye.

Monthly exam.

The exam time is completely in accordance with the college entrance examination schedule. Thursday is Chinese and mathematics, and Friday is arts and sciences and foreign languages.

When school was over on Wednesday night, the students emptied all the things in the table according to the teacher's request, turned the table belly to the podium, opened the tables, and then pasted strips on the corners of the table.

The order of examination rooms is based on the examination results.

——Or there are policies and there are countermeasures.The Bureau of Education and Education does not allow schools to post large rankings of grades, nor to publish them publicly in any way. They can only privately give each student a grade slip with total scores, scores for each subject, class rank, and grade rank.

It stands to reason, as long as you don't tell us how everyone's grades are, no one knows.

But the examination room is arranged according to the ranking of the previous grade.

Of course, the school will definitely not say that, and the teacher will not tell you even if you ask, but everyone has a look around, who has no idea?

Jian Ze'an's grades have always been "stable". At the end of last semester, there were 672 students, and the examination room was naturally in Class 11.

On Thursday morning, he entered the class familiarly, and as expected, half of the faces he saw were familiar faces.

When Bai Huo saw him coming in, he raised his hand to say hello: "Brother An, good morning."

"Brother An, you're right across from me." Du Feichi also waved at him.

"How is Brother An? Are you confident in this monthly exam? Are you sure you won't sit in our class next time?" Bai Huo sat on his desk shaking his legs and asked with a smile, "You're going to die this month. It's like a head hanging from a beam, an awl piercing a buttocks, gouging a wall to steal a light bag, Ying Yingxue..."

"Get lost." Jian Ze'an glared at him angrily, and sat down on his examination seat, "Since when did your Chinese vocabulary improve by leaps and bounds?"

"Hey, isn't this going to sharpen your guns before the battle, so hurry up and find some difficult words to put in your composition?"

"Then you should take a second look, don't misspell 'Nang' in 'Nangyingyingxue' again."

Bai Huo showed a blank face: "If you don't tell me, I really haven't thought about it... Oh yes, how did you write 'Nang'?"

He flipped through the teaching aids in his hand, and continued to sharpen his gun before the battle.

The examination room finally quieted down.

After a while, the invigilator entered the class——

Well, old Liang.

The students in Class 11 present could not help but sigh with emotion.

Liang Xingxing stood on the podium and stared at his eyes: "What's the strange noise? Why don't you take a second look while the exam is not in session? ——Is there any uncertain reciting and dictation without flipping through it? There are still 5 minutes to go." Put everything up front!"

Then there was the sound of flipping a book.

Jian Ze'an also quickly turned to "The Difficult Road to Shu", and wrote some strange words like "噫蚱嚱" on the table with his fingers.

As soon as the 5 minutes came, the music rang on the radio, and Lao Liang yelled at everyone to put all the books, draft paper, and anything with words in their bags.

Everyone procrastinated and put away their schoolbags, returned to their seats and sat for a while, the bell rang a second time, and Lao Liang began to hand out the papers.

The bell rang for the third time, and with Lao Liang saying "Let's start", the students in the examination room started to write.

The exam lasted for two and a half hours. After handing in the papers, as soon as Lao Liang left the classroom, there was a scene of mourning behind him.

Bai Huo's loud voice wished that the whole corridor could hear it: "...What kind of reading is this? Why did the author write about fog and wind at the end? How do I know why he wrote like this? Maybe it's because of the number of words to cheat the manuscript fee?"

There are also students who are frowning, complaining to the people around them that they may have strayed from the topic in the composition.

Jian Ze'an put the pens into the pencil case one by one, feeling a little novelty in her heart.

——He didn't know how he did in the exam, but based on his personal feeling, he felt more comfortable than ever.

Yes, it is comfortable.

It's not at all like seeing papers in the past, and I was confused here and there.

When I ask you a wrong sentence, it looks like this, and it looks like that; when I ask you about rhetoric, neither this nor that is right.

This time when he was doing the questions, the dangling sense of uncertainty in his heart was less too right. When he wrote down the answers to many questions, he was [-]% sure that he was right.

Even, for some questions, when you see them, you can vaguely guess the intention of the teacher who set the question.

For example, some options are correct at first glance, but in fact a small hole has been dug to confuse students.

This feeling of not only being able to answer the questions, but even guessing the thoughts of the questioner, gave Jian Ze'an an unprecedented joy. over his prediction.

'Maybe this time, I can do well in the exam. '

Jian Ze'an had a vague expectation in his heart.

A scumbag like him, for the first time, he was a little looking forward to his grades, to see his own results.

The two-day exam is over soon.

After the exam on Friday, Xia Heran came to Jian Ze'an:

"Are you free tonight?"

"how?"

"About you for dinner? And Cheng Shen. For Liu Ziqiang's expulsion, I really have to thank you two." Xia Heran looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of sincerity.

But Jian Ze'an suddenly remembered the sudden loss he had that day.

——Is it because the plot in the dream has changed, or even if my intervention caused the butterfly effect, the plot will try to draw a circle and return to the original point?

For example, I influenced the first encounter between Xia Heran and Cheng Zichen, the intersection and emotional development of the two of them are obviously different from the dream.

But important events, such as Xia Heran was injured in the sports meeting and Cheng Zichen personally took him to the infirmary, or Cheng Zichen helped solve Liu Ziqiang-no matter who the subjective intention was to help, after all, this happened anyway, and Xia Heran Inviting Cheng Zichen to dinner as a token of gratitude was still accomplished one by one.

And myself... Who knows if those unconsciously mentioned Cheng Zichen can be interpreted as "show off your relationship with Cheng Zichen in front of Xia Heran"?

So, is it true that Xia Heran and Cheng Zichen, the destined couple in their dreams, will still overcome all kinds of "twists and turns" and come together?

More importantly...

What about yourself?Will it still be a crucial and detestable part of this "twist"?

Jian Ze'an, who had already slacked off on the plot, became tense again because of these thoughts.

He scratched his hair in distress, trying not to get involved: "I... I won't go, right? I'm a little tired after the exam. You also treated me to a meal before, or go to treat Zichen alone this time ?”

Simply avoiding the scene where Xia Heran and Cheng Zichen appear at the same time seems to be a way to avoid the villain route?

Unexpectedly, Xia Heran shook his head: "Before I asked you for a lawyer's letter for your help, but this time it was for the expulsion of Liu Ziqiang. Forget it first, and find you next time."

Why do you have to take him with you?

Jian Ze'an had no choice but to say, "I really didn't do anything this time, Zichen was in charge of the whole thing, you just need him, really."

"Why didn't you contribute? Even if you didn't, if it wasn't for me last Friday, you wouldn't have been involved in the fight. Even if you don't need to thank you, you should apologize." Xia Heran insisted, "I don't know Cheng Shen well, let's go I'm afraid there will be embarrassment left after eating, and eating is happier with you."

Speaking of this, there is really no reason to refuse.

Jian Ze'an had no choice but to agree, but there was still something in her heart, and she was a little apprehensive.

In the end, it was Xia Heran, Cheng Zichen and Jian Ze'an who went to eat together.

Choose a relatively cheap tea restaurant near the school.

The three sat by the window, Jian Ze'an and Xia Heran were side by side, and Cheng Zichen was opposite him.

"Does Cheng Shen have any taboos?" Xia Heran asked politely.

"Just call me Cheng Zichen." Cheng Zichen replied politely, "I don't have any taboos."

Just asking and answering, Jian Ze'an felt that the air flow seemed to be a little stagnant, and he didn't even know how to speak.

Xia Heran tilted his head, his eyes fell on him, but a smile suddenly appeared: "Where's Ze'an? What do you want to eat?"

At the same time, Cheng Zichen pushed the menu on the table to Jian Ze'an silently.

"I... can do anything." Jian Ze'an is indeed not picky about food, and can eat anything delicious.He looked at the menu and then at the two people: "You want me to order first?"

"Ah."

"Correct."

The people on the side and on the opposite side spoke at the same time, they couldn't help but glance at each other, then looked away from each other, and looked at Jian Ze'an again.

Jian Ze'an still felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. In the past, when I went out to eat with my classmates, everyone was lazy and casual, but now they are too polite, making people want to stand upright in the midst of it, and think carefully about every move. point.

He was confused, and it could only be attributed to the fact that Cheng Xia and Cheng Xia were not familiar with each other.

He had no choice but to open the menu and roughly flip through:

"Order some special recommended dishes? The staple foods recommended by his family include Baked Rice with Fresh Tomato and Pork Chop, Stir-Fried Beef and BBQ Pork Rice... Let me have Baked Rice with Pork Chop. Let me see if you want to eat... you guys eat cheese Pills?"

He looked at the two of them inquiringly, and the two nodded in unison.

"Okay, let me have a cheese ball."

Jian Ze'an looked at the menu again:

"Black truffle mayonnaise French fries? It feels good. The ham and pineapple buns, sitoshi, and curry fish balls are also delicious as seen in the pictures. Which one do you like more?"

"all good."

"...I asked which one to eat."

"It depends on which one you like. Why don't you order both?" Xia Heran looked at him with a smile.

Cheng Zichen followed up with "anything is fine".

Jian Ze'an opened his mouth: "I want to eat everything I want? So you don't plan to order it?"

"Ze'an likes it, I think I should like it." Xia Heran said.

Cheng Zichen didn't speak, but his attitude was clear at a glance.

Jian Ze'an had nothing to say, so he chose a sidoz at random, and pushed the menu to Xia Heran's side: "You should see what you want to eat."

Xia Heran only glanced at the menu before replying, "French fries with black truffle mayonnaise and ham and pineapple buns."

It's clear that Jian Ze'an wanted to eat just now, but he was afraid that he ordered too much and didn't choose.

Jian Ze'an was about to tell him to let him choose what he likes to eat, don't do this, so Cheng Zichen on the opposite side reached out and took the cup and bowl in front of Jian Ze'an, and poured water into the kettle to scald it carefully.

"I'll do it myself." Jian Ze'an's heart skipped a beat, he quietly glanced at Xia Heran, and hurriedly stopped him.

... Does this count as "expressly hinting in front of Xia Heran that he has a close relationship with Cheng Zichen"?

Guessing about the dream is still chaotic, Jian Ze'an dare not bet, he only thinks that in front of Xia Heran, Cheng Zichen should not appear so close.

But at this time, Cheng Zichen had finished ironing his tableware, and Xia Heran, wondering if Jian Ze'an was thinking too much, seemed to pay more attention to Cheng Zichen's movements.

...not so good.

There seemed to be three big characters "friend, friend, bitch" in the middle of nowhere, and Jian Ze'an quickly took the initiative to bring Xia Heran's tableware and scalded it with a hot water bottle.

Does this make it appear that everyone is just a harmonious, friendly and warm-hearted friend?

He pushed the bowls and plates that Xia Heran had ironed back to Xia Heran, in exchange for the latter to thank him with a soft smile.

Jian Zean breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the meal has only just begun.

It was during the next meal that he felt what it meant to be extremely entangled.

For example, when he added chili sauce to the rice, Cheng Zichen, who was on the opposite side, reached out and pressed his hand that was adding chili to the plate: "Didn't you still say you were angry two days ago? Don't eat too spicy."

Another example is that Cheng Zichen seems to be staring at his glass all the time. Once the glass is empty, he will refill him with water. His movements are smooth and natural, and he doesn't even pause in his words, as if this has become his living habit. .

For another example, when he was trying to take out the broccoli in the rice and set it aside instead of eating it, Cheng Zichen, who was clearly telling Xia Heran about Xue Ming's new school transfer, unexpectedly noticed it miraculously, and naturally turned to remind him : "Eat the vegetables", watching Jian Ze'an reluctantly eat it before turning back to talk to Xia Heran.

Jian Ze'an tried to explain from the beginning, saying to Xia Heran, "Cheng Zichen is such a helpful and caring person, hahahaha", but then he was desperate.

He really tried to avoid it as much as possible.

But why?

In the book in the dream, "Jane Ze'an" made all kinds of explicit hints to show how good Cheng Zichen was to him in front of Xia Heran intentionally or unintentionally, which stimulated Xia Heran.But now he deliberately acted a little lighter, but why is it Cheng Zichen... It seems so uncooperative.