you have to talk to me

Although the motivation of this study group was impure, the learning process was pure and pure. Apart from staring at his goddess' eyes, Zhang Jiarui wagged his tail.

The learning method was proposed by Hou Wen, an activist.

From two o'clock to seven o'clock, the time allocated to each subject is less than an hour, and there is a break time for gags, snacks, and water. It is definitely not good for one person to talk and four people to listen to in class, and it is also very boring.Hou Wen suggested that everyone find some questions from the subjects they are good at, which may be those they do not know, or they may be representative. Let's do it together, think together, and summarize knowledge points together.

Therefore, it is more accurate to call this study group a sharing group, and it should be done for a long time. The subjects assigned to each person are rotated every week, so that the usual class questions can be more purposeful and focus on the key points.This is not very useful for consolidating the foundation, but it is a very effective method for sniping blind spots. Fortunately, the foundations here are not weak.

Since it was proposed by Hou Wen, Jian Hang naturally agreed with it.Thinking of spending half a day every week in close contact with the goddess, Zhang Jiarui turned his tail into a propeller and smiled into a little Maitreya.

Feng Jimeng looked at Jian Hang, then at Zhang Jiarui, and thought, for the happiness of his buddies, and for Yang Fan's future happiness - as long as he studies hard and gets admitted to a prestigious school, there must be countless high-paying jobs beckoning to him , and he will reach the pinnacle of his life, marry his boyfriend, and give him a stable and prosperous old age life-just sacrifice a little time in the two-person world for the time being.

What Feng Jimeng chose was an English cloze. There are [-] questions in this cloze. It examines almost all the important grammatical points of high school English, which can effectively test the blind spots.

The time limit was 15 minutes to complete, everyone was working hard, Bai Lan habitually aimed at Feng Jimeng's copy paper, but it was a pity that the paper was empty.

Feng Jimeng was a little unbelievable: "It's just us doing the questions, if you don't want to write it, forget it, what's there to copy?"

Bailan is confident and confident: "If I make many mistakes, it will be so ugly."

Zhang Jiarui responded, "You don't know a single question, but you look good too."

"You don't know a single question." Bai Lan was confident again, "English is my weak subject."

Jian Hang choked: "You're weak, you have reason, don't make any noise, just do the questions."

Both Jian Hang and Zhang Jiarui got three questions wrong, Hou Wen got seven questions wrong, and Goddess Bai got half right and half wrong.Feng Jimeng approved it for her, the X was so big, it was really ugly and horrible.He didn't know that he could only copy an English homework, but he could get half of the gestalt right for this difficulty. Is it because she is too good, or her cooking is too outrageous? For such a smart student, even an English gestalt is really wrong half.

Aiming at Bailan's wrong question, everyone focused on the relevant knowledge points and finished it in English.Originally the next one was Zhang Jiarui's chemistry, but Bai Lan volunteered to take out the math problem she had prepared.There is only one question, written by hand, the question is simple, just one line.

Jian Hang said, "Just one question?"

Bai Lan was full of confidence: "The time limit is half an hour, if you do it within 10 minutes, I will lose."

The competitive boys really wanted this little girl who had never seen the world to lose, but after 5 minutes of hard work, everyone started scratching their heads. Hou Wen was good at math, but he couldn't do anything, and complained: "Brother Lan, Is this a contest question?"

"whee."

"You should stay close to our reality, don't do this kind of thing that is specially used to test IQ."

"Absolutely close to reality, guaranteed to benefit you a lot."

Everyone figured out the word "囧" on their faces, only Zhang Jiarui smiled like a spring breeze.Bailan knocked on him: "So happy, did you make it?"

"No, hey."

Jian Hang and Zhang Jiarui finally made it, and it took about four to ten minutes.Feng Jimeng read it for 10 minutes and still didn't understand anything, so she did a few other questions and waited for Bai to reveal the answer.Hou Wen thought hard for a long time, and couldn't solve it after writing three lines.

The white and blue lecture questions are still in the same style as before. First, I will explain the formulas and theorems in detail, and then return to the question. After solving it with the conventional solution, I used a simpler method, but this involves super-class knowledge.Jian Hang used the conventional solution, but Zhang Jiarui found a different way, but he made a mistake. He attributed it to the problem made by the goddess himself, and the heartbeat disorder caused the mistake.In any case, Feng Jimeng and Hou Wen finally understood everything they needed to hear.

"I feel that my brain cells are dying a little bit, slowly." Hou Wensheng slumped on the seat helplessly.

"Do you feel hot?" Zhang Jiarui asked, "I'll turn down the air conditioner."

The autumn tiger in September is still fiercely hot, and the sun outside the balcony is shining brightly.

"You're hot even when you're sitting?" Bailan asked.

"Probably the CPU is running too fast."

"Inferior CPUs get hot when they turn fast."

Zhang Jiarui smiled, as if no matter how you squeezed me out, I'm flattered anyway.

Jian Hang shook his clothes: "It's a little hot."

Zhang Jiarui ran to the other corner of the living room and adjusted the cabinet air conditioner to 18 degrees in one go.

Hou Wen instructed him: "Pull up the fan blade a little bit, and blow on the ceiling, not on people."

Take a rest, eat a fruit snack, and eat a fruit snack.Feng Jimeng went to the bathroom, Zhang Jiarui also followed.After Feng Jimeng finished draining the water and opened the glass door, he looked at Zhang Jiarui with a hesitant expression on his face.

"how?"

"Brother Meng, I felt something was wrong when you said that you lived at Mr. Yang's house for tuition during the summer vacation. I forgot to ask you at that time, you and Mr. Yang, you, you..."

Feng Jimeng washed her hands, looked up at Zhang Jiarui from the mirror, and said lightly, "We are together."

"In..." Zhang Jiarui quickly covered his mouth and lowered his voice, "Together?"

"We're in love."

Although Zhang Jiarui guessed it more or less, at this time his mouth was still surprised and turned into an O.

"If you want to control me, why don't you look at the goose bumps on your goddess' arms. If she catches a cold today, you are the culprit."

Zhang Jiarui became nervous: "Huh? Is she cold? Why didn't she say anything? Or should I turn off the air conditioner?"

Feng Jimeng grabbed Zhang Jiarui: "She didn't say it, but she didn't want everyone to think she was troublesome. Get her a dress."

"Okay." Zhang Jiarui looked down, and he was only wearing a T-shirt.It's not that he doesn't want to take it off to Bailan, but he's afraid that people will think he's playing hooligan.

"I'll give you one of mine."

Feng Jimeng took Zhang Jiarui to his bedroom, the child went to the door and said nothing.

Feng Jimeng was a little annoyed: "Come in, I didn't sleep with Yang Fan."

Zhang Jiarui blushed so awkwardly that he entered Feng Jimeng's bedroom.There is a clothes hanger at the door, the quilt on the bed is neatly folded, there is a desk at the foot of the bed with books and earphones on it, and there are two pots of green plants on the window sill, which are lush and have shiny green leaves.

"Teacher Yang even prepared a special room for you. He is so kind to you."

Feng Jimeng opened the closet door and looked for clothes for him inside.In just a few months, a lot of clothes had been filled in the closet. After knowing his size, Yang Fan bought it for him on his own initiative.

"Such a comfortable room, why did you live on campus this semester?"

"He said living on campus was about being independent and social."

Zhang Jiarui looked at the room and heard Feng Jimeng's tone of envy: "Are you two fine?"

"Ah."

"Hey, that's great."

Feng Jimeng found a sports jacket for Zhang Jiarui, Zhang Jiarui held the jacket with both hands, looking yearning.

"Envy, I really want a sweet love."

"Did you know that Bailan is sick?"

Zhang Jiarui suddenly woke up from the dream: "I don't know, is she sick? What's wrong? Why didn't you tell me?"

Feng Jimeng hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the clothes in his hand: "If you don't put the clothes on for her, she will catch a bad cold."

"Oh, um. Thanks, Brother Meng."

Zhang Jiarui patted Feng Jimeng's shoulder with a smile, put the clothes on himself to warm up first, then walked over, took off the clothes and put them on Bai Lan's shoulders, and patted her shoulders pretending to be deep, deliberately suppressing his voice : "Be careful of catching a cold."

Bailan bit the apple in her mouth, bared her white teeth at Zhang Jiarui: "Thank you, Rui'er." After speaking, she put it on, just like a son filial to his mother, without blushing at all.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Jiarui's small thoughts and expectations were shattered, and this dress was for nothing.

On the other hand, Hou Wen on the opposite side booed: "Oh, I didn't know that Rui'er is so caring."

Bailan bit an apple and smiled: "If he is really considerate to you, can you bear it?"

Hou Wen laughed awkwardly and stopped booing.

Jian Hang emptied the backpack he carried and put it on Hou Wen's back, Hou Wen was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"There's no clothes for you. If you're cold, take a schoolbag to keep you warm."

"..."

Hou Wen took off his schoolbag and threw it at Jian Hang's face.

When the sun was setting, the doorbell rang, Jian Hang's position was closer to the door, but Feng Jimeng rushed out, opened the door and saw Yang Fan with both hands full of vegetables.

"Brother, you're back." Feng Jimeng smiled warmly, and naturally took what Yang Fan was holding.

"I'm coming back, I'm afraid you guys will cry out when you're hungry."

"I'm not hungry, I eat a lot, and Zhang Jiarui even brought snacks."

Yang Fan changed his shoes and entered the house. Everyone greeted him. Zhang Jiarui, Jian Hang, and Hou Wen were very casual, calling him Brother Yang and Teacher Yang.Instead, Bailan was a little embarrassed, and quickly stood up and shouted: "Hi brother, sorry to bother you."

Yang Fan waved his hand: "You're welcome, just be casual with me."

I don't know if it was because Feng Jimeng had been heard about doing homework for her, or maybe it was because Yang Fan was not of the same age, she was still a little nervous.When Yang Fan entered the kitchen, she was relieved.

Yang Fan asked Feng Jimeng to put the dishes on the stove, and then drove him out.

When Feng Jimeng came out of the kitchen door, Yang Fan's face suddenly became uneasy, because he saw the clothes on Bailan's body as soon as he entered the door.He bought it, the new autumn model that just went on sale, and he also bought himself one of the same style, the same color and different sizes.

Yang Fan knew very well that his displeasure was due to jealousy, and this jealousy was not because the clothes he bought were worn by girls, but a deeper suspicion and wavering.

Are they wrong?Is it possible that Feng Jimeng actually likes girls, but he didn't have any friends before, let alone have any in-depth contact with girls.What if Feng Jimeng likes girls?The only choice left to Yang Fan was to withdraw automatically and leave quietly, because he knew that was a more peaceful and happy path.