Zhou Ye changed.

This is Wen Li's biggest feeling.

It was the time he went to his house for two meals, and Zhou Ye changed.

He no longer repulsed himself to his good!

The biggest change was that Zhou Ye started drinking the pure milk he bought!

How nice, he didn't drink pure milk in the first place, he bought it for Zhou Ye, and after a week's delay, he finally gave it away!

With a milk straw in his mouth, Zhou Ye subconsciously took out a bag of buns from his cabinet and handed Wen Li two: "Here..."

He pressed the corner of his mouth and swallowed back the last sentence "not greasy".

Wen Li took it. He didn't particularly like bread, but it was given by Zhou Ye, and Wen Li put it in his mouth without hesitation.

This small bread is not very fine, a little rough, but the taste is good.

Not too greasy nor too sweet, just right with soy milk.

The ones that Zhou Ye buys are so consistent with his own taste that Wen Li feels a little sweet.

Zhou Ye didn't know what he was thinking, he was just trying his best to treat Wen Li as an ordinary friend.

Between ordinary friends, there is an awkward equal transaction that does not want to owe favors.

Otherwise, he wouldn't give back the two buns when someone else gave a box of milk, after all, it might seem too deliberate to do so.

If it was given by Wu Jie, he might just wait for noon to buy some snacks for the other party.

Or swipe his card to help with meals.

The early self-study passed quickly. Although it was only the first week of class, Zhou Ye had fully entered the learning state after the previous week's foreshadowing.

English is effortless for him, so among many subjects, English is the first to be completed.

The second is history and geopolitics.

In the first semester of senior high school, they learn all nine subjects, and in the second semester of senior high school, all students have another chance to choose arts and sciences.At that time, I would not study history and land administration.

But now the class division is based on the wishes of the students, so there are more science courses every week.

Among the subjects of Mathematics, Chinese, Culture, Biophysics, Zhou Ye is not worried about Chinese. After all, he is a salesman in the society. When selling products, some customers will ask to accompany him, so his eloquence and knowledge are relatively good. Just to make a good impression on customers.

For him, the difficulty of Chinese is classical Chinese and poetry, which can be written down without changing, and he learns it very quickly.

Biology is not particularly difficult, except that the probability calculation of the later learning is a bit axis, the previous knowledge points are not a big problem.

The big problem is mathematics, chemistry and physics, especially physics. He scored [-] points in the last senior high school examination.

Zhou Ye made a study plan for himself based on his current situation, and it wasn't too detailed, but he knew exactly what to do at what time.

Wen Li was overjoyed at his transformation in the past two days, and with Zhou Ye's enthusiastic attitude towards learning, he finally picked up the book and started studying.

"Zhou Ye, how do you do this math problem?" Wen Li poked Zhou Ye's back, and after he turned around, he pointed to a fill-in-the-blank question and asked.

Zhou Ye looked at his exercise book: "I don't know how, I'm still thinking, you should ask others first."

Turn back after speaking.

Wen Li held up the exercise book, blinked his eyes, looked at his deskmate, and said with a smile, "Come on, do you know this question? Tell me, hurry up!"

The deskmate hadn't realized it on Sunday, so he took a stroll back and realized that the phrase "kidney deficiency" seemed to come from his mouth.

But he wasn't sure if it had something to do with him, so he just complained about it by himself.

So I didn't explain it to Wen Li, but seeing Wen Li, I felt a little sorry.

So this question was explained in great detail, and I was afraid that Wen Li wouldn't understand, so I broke it up a little bit.

Because Wen Li is not from here, the whole class doesn't know how Wen Li's junior high school grades are, but if someone can enter the first class, he has a good brain.

After Wen Li learned it, he patted Zhou Ye's chair: "Zhou Ye, Zhou Ye, I've learned it! I'll tell you!"

Zhou Ye turned around, expressionless: "One-half?"

"Yes." Wen Li's face was overjoyed, and then drooped instantly: "How do you know?"

"I made it." Zhou Ye gave him a strange look, then turned back and continued writing.

Wen Li: ...For the first time, he felt that he was really stupid.

So he learned more later, especially when he peeped at what Zhou Ye didn't know, he would just kowtow, waiting for Zhou Ye to ask him, and then he would give the other party a lecture.

Immediately he found that Zhou Ye was a bit lonely, if he didn't know how, he would look up information, flip through books, but he didn't ask people, unless he tried everything according to the book, he would condescend and try to find people around him help.

At this time, Wen Li was like a proud rooster, eagerly waiting for Zhou Ye to ask him, but Zhou Ye didn't play with him at all!

Wu Jie's grades are so good, he is still a junior high school classmate, and they share the same dormitory, more importantly, there is only one aisle away from Zhou Ye, Wen Li is not in Zhou Ye's consideration at all.

After the first week of military training, the flag-raising ceremony is after the second class in the morning.

The first time was a bit long, and it was a new mobilization meeting for freshmen, so the second and third grades canceled the inter-class exercises, leaving only the first-year freshmen to drag their own chairs to the playground.

The principal, vice principal, dean of education, and a row of prominent figures sat in the first row. After the principal spoke again for more than half an hour, a group of scholarship sessions that everyone loved.

Anyone whose senior high school entrance examination scores are among the top [-] in the county will receive a scholarship.

Zhou Ye ranked No.30, scholarship [-].

There are more than a dozen people in a class, all of whom are in the top [-]. When we went to take pictures together, the class seemed empty. There were five people in the fifth class of liberal arts, and a group of twenty or so people stood in three rows. The principal and others who sat in the front row also stood Come and take a photo together.

Wen Li completely forgot about it, and now asked the students next to him one by one: "Do you have a mobile phone?"

"Yes, in the bedroom."

"Dormitory, you can't take it."

He was flustered with anger, and his mobile phone was also in the dormitory!

Why can't we record this beautiful moment? !

After the inter-class exercises were over, and there was still half an hour left in the last class in the morning, Master Jiang came down from the front and said to Chen Xue, "You can study by yourself when you go back."

"Ah."

The voice was not controlled, and the whole class heard it.

A group of people laughed and rushed to the classroom.

Zhou Ye held the one thousand two he had just earned, and felt that the envelope was very thick.

Counting the meal money, it is enough to cover my expenses for two months.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Jie also came over with his own money bag. The bag in his hand was more than his own, [-] more, [-] more.

"No." Zhou Ye smiled and shook his head.

He just subconsciously wanted to find Wen Li's figure, but the other party didn't know where to go at the moment, and Zhou Ye didn't force it.

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