Orange storm

Monday night is English evening self-study.Because there were a lot of questions to talk about, Li Bingbing couldn't finish the first session of evening self-study, which took up more than half an hour of the second session, leaving only four or ten minutes for them to do their homework.

This made it almost time for self-study next night when Fang Jie finished his homework.He didn't do any more questions. After packing up his things, he casually picked up a vocabulary book and stared at it, but his mind had already begun to wander.

I don't know if Jiang Zhijin's matter has been resolved, how did he talk about a peaceful settlement, do we both understand the same meaning of peace... and, will something happen to Jiang Zhijin?

He is the kind of person who just writes "I'm very attractive" on his face. No one should easily provoke him, after all, he is still a big brother in society.

What if?

His mind was full of other things, which made it difficult for Fang Jie to concentrate. Five minutes passed, and he just saw the third word, which made him even more irritable.

The phone on the table vibrated slightly at this moment.

Fang Jie immediately lowered his head, pressed the vocabulary book with his left hand, and took out his mobile phone with his right hand to look at it. It was Jiang Zhijin's news.

"The door."

Everything seems to be normal.

Fang Jie heaved a sigh of relief.

This feeling of relief completely fell to the ground when he saw Jiang Zhijin, who was leaning against the car and smoking a cigarette intact, and Fang Jie immediately wanted to laugh at his irrelevant thoughts just now.

Seeing Fang Jie approaching, Jiang Zhijin pinches off the cigarette.

"Let's go."

After returning home, after taking a shower, Fang Jie sat down in front of the desk.

He clicked on WeChat on his phone. Jiang Xinxin had just sent him a document 5 minutes ago.

Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School's grade top ten list and all grades.

He clicked on it and read it carefully. The total score of No.1 was 656, and the total score of No.10 was 621.There is a difference of 35 points between the ten places, which is a bit big, and the scores in language and mathematics are almost the same, and the gap lies in English and comprehensive science.

This is his forte.

He skipped the back and went straight to see No.1's results in various subjects.

The comprehensive score is quite high, the English is a little bit weak, and the math and Chinese tests are quite good...

Fang Jie scrolled through the form while looking at it until it reached the front and found the other party's name.

Tan Zhuo.

Fang Jie was taken aback, and immediately thought of the panicked appearance of the other party when he bumped into him in the alley, the intentional or unintentional disdain when he faced Xu Hang, and the nervousness after knocking over someone else's water glass.

...unexpected but not unexpected.

The other party seems to be a typical example of a good student. The school uniform is meticulous, the zipper is pulled to the end, and he rarely leaves his seat during recess. When Fang Jie accidentally glances at the other party's seat, he is always reading with his head down.

Fang Jie didn't really care who No.1 was, but he was a little surprised to see someone with an impression.He put his mobile phone on silent mode and put it aside, and pulled out a set of comprehensive test papers.

Tonight he has to do two sets of synthesis, including correction and revision after writing, the time is very tight.Because of the exams on Friday and Saturday, he plans to push back his sleep time by an hour.

Fang Jie’s habit of writing questions is not good. He has already begun to write while reading the topic. If it is mathematics or physics with graphics, Fang Jie can easily draw four or five auxiliary lines after reading the first line. The teacher in the city once scolded him, saying that he seemed to catch up with the progress of the exam, and if he made a mistake in his judgment, he would have to overturn it and start over. Does the exam have so much time for you to start over?

But Fang Jie still went his own way, the reason is very simple: one is that the speed of doing the questions is very fast, and the other is that Fang Jie rarely makes mistakes in his judgment.

After writing the two test papers, the time jumped to [-]:[-].Fang Jie closed his eyes and rested for a while, took out a candy from his bag and fed it into his mouth.

The sugar is lemon-flavored, concentrated, sour and bitter, and containing one is as refreshing as eating a fresh lemon raw.Fang Jie bit the candy into pieces, ate it slowly, changed to a red pen and began to correct the answers.

At this time he heard a knock on the door.

The knock on the door was very soft, and I knocked three times casually.Fang Jie got up and walked over to open the door. Jiang Zhijin was standing at the door.

He probably just took a shower, his hair was half-dried and hung softly, and the corridor lights were sensory, because Jiang Zhijin's knock on the door suddenly turned on, and the dim light illuminated the two people inside and outside the door.

Seeing him open the door, Jiang Zhijin withdrew his hand and smiled.

"have not sleep yet?"

"Brush the question." Fang Jie replied. "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhijin asked, "Can I go in?"

Fang Jie didn't speak, and turned to let Jiang Zhijin in.

There was still a comprehensive science paper spread out on the desk, next to it were the answers, and there were unclosed red and black pens, which looked a bit messy.Jiang Zhijin just walked to the desk and looked down.

"The writing is beautiful." Jiang Zhijin said.

Fang Jie's handwriting was sent to the Children's Palace calligraphy class by his mother to practice when he was young. The five-year-old child just started to learn to write. He first held the egg with his head upright and practiced the pen-holding posture for half a month. Going horizontally, horizontally, and horizontally... One of the things that Fang Jie hated the most in his childhood was going to calligraphy classes.

But this also allowed him to practice good handwriting, clean regular script, which the teacher would assign to the paper when writing a composition in the Chinese test, and everyone who saw Fang Jie's characters from childhood to adulthood would praise him.

But this evening Jiang Zhijin said something casually, and Fang Jie suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The reason is that he felt that he did the questions very quickly just now, and his writing should not be at his normal level. In fact, he should write better when he is not in a hurry. Also, because he did the questions by himself, all the auxiliary lines were drawn on the test paper. The roll surface is probably not good-looking...

"It's okay." Fang Jie replied.

It sounded very indifferent.

"Your mother called just now." Jiang Zhijin said. "I asked you about your recent studies, and I said that everything is pretty good. You work hard in your studies, you respect your teachers, you get along well with your classmates, and you have a very good relationship..."

"...Did my mother not scold you with such perfunctory words?" Fang Jie couldn't help asking.

"It's not so official, anyway, that's what it means." Jiang Zhijin laughed.

Fang Jie nodded: "And then?"

"Then I asked about your living situation." Jiang Zhijin paused for a moment, smiling. "I said that life is also very good. I eat carefree and delicious, and my relationship is also very good."

Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin, unable to speak for a while.

He really didn't know how to answer this.

"...What expression do you have?" Jiang Zhijin raised his eyebrows.

He was bored with his hands, resting his right hand on the table and fiddling with Fang Jie's half-closed pen, and closed the cap of the pen with a "click".

"Student Fang Jie, the relationship between us is pretty good, right?"

Before Fang Jie could speak, Jiang Zhijin said again: "Answer after thinking about it, or you can walk back by yourself after your self-study tomorrow."

...Threatening others to be good friends with oneself, this must be something that can only be done in kindergarten, and the first grade of elementary school is more mature than this.

Fang Jie and Jiang Zhijin stood in front of the table and looked at each other.The window of Fang Jie's bedroom was left open, and the cool night wind blew in through the screen window, turning a page of the test paper, Jiang Zhijin leaned against the desk, the hair on his forehead was blown slightly.

Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin for a while, and finally replied, "Forget it."

Jiang Zhijin repeated: "What counts?"

...Kindergarten overestimated him, this should be a small class in kindergarten.

Fang Jie sighed heavily in his heart: "Our relationship is quite good."

It's really fun to tease children—Jiang Zhijin held back his smile, and accepted it as soon as he saw it: "Anyway, I just said some trivial things, you have to take the exam, you have to hold a parent meeting, and this time I will I haven't said anything for the time being. It's all your own business, I'll speak after you decide whether to say it or not."

Fang Jie was stunned, and looked up to see Jiang Zhijin's indifferent face.

He nodded and said "Thank you."

Seeing that Jiang Zhijin was about to speak, Fang Jie added first: "I'm talking about being civilized and polite, not being polite to you."

"...I haven't said anything yet." Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie, "I just want to say that the matter in the alley has been resolved."

Before Fang Jie had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the person in front of him say, "Go to school by yourself tomorrow morning."

...it seems to be really solved.

Fang Jie was speechless and nodded, Jiang Zhijin straightened up.

"Okay, go to sleep now, isn't there an exam in two days?"

"Sleep after correcting the test paper."

Fang Jie followed Jiang Zhijin to the door, seeing that the other party was about to go out, Fang Jie was about to close the door, Jiang Zhijin turned around suddenly, lowered his head and approached Fang Jie.

Fang Jie was caught off guard, and subconsciously wanted to take a step back. Jiang Zhijin seemed to have anticipated his movement, put his hand on Fang Jie's shoulder, and said in advance, "Don't move."

The two were about the same height, Jiang Zhijin moved closer, and stopped at a distance from Fang Jie's face.

He turned his head and took a quick sniff, then straightened up, withdrew his hand and said, "Lemon scent."

Fang Jie: "..."

"I still eat sweets at night." Jiang Zhijin gave a "tsk", looking at the child's expression, "Remember to brush your teeth."

... This person still has the nerve to call other people's noses?

After watching Jiang Zhijin return to the room, Fang Jie stood at the door for a while, stretched out his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Is it lemony?Why can't I smell it?

Fang Jie took two steps towards the desk and then stopped. After a few seconds, he turned around and walked out the door, heading straight for the bathroom.

The author says:

Today's Cool Guy is a lemon-flavored Cool Guy, let's make progress quickly!