why are you forcing me to study

[Brother Ah Che]: Don't forget our agreement.

He Qing thinks that you don't need to remind him, but he always remembers it.

This sentence aroused Feng Rui's curiosity. "Hey, what agreement do you have with the Great God? Tell me, I really want to know!"

"Don't shake my hand. It's just... this guy said that as long as I get into the top [-] in the class, he promises not to sit at the same table with me."

"Huh?!" Feng Rui pondered this sentence carefully, but couldn't figure out the logic behind it, "What kind of ghost agreement is this? No wonder you keep nagging me..."

"I said madman, don't be so surprised, help brother find a way."

Feng Rui raised a hand, "Don't move, just wait for a while. You can see if this is the case. Since Shan Dashen has been at the same table with you, you don't have to get up early. Someone will bring you breakfast. Desk People tidy up for you, homework for you, and even cover your hands when your hands are cold. I am puzzled, you don't cherish having such a peerless tablemate, but you do everything possible to get rid of him?"

He Qing couldn't refute even a single point of Feng Rui's list.

To be honest, he didn't know what Shan Yunche's purpose was.

Maybe... The young master thinks life is too ordinary, and wants to find some changes with him?

In short...the two of them have never even met before, so how can they have any good intentions for him when they first met.

"Who... who is rare."

After thinking about it, Feng Rui finally understood. "If you don't care about it... I can only use 'jealousy' to explain it."

The two words really speak for themselves.

He Qinghui, whose true thoughts in his heart had been exposed, couldn't help but slapped the table and stood up, "That's right! I just don't like that guy, how about it? Whoever you love and want to be at the same table with him! Is it annoying? Yes, that guy is stronger than me in everything, right?"

Feng Rui hurriedly got up and patted He Qinghui's back, "Yoyoyo brother back to calm down, I was wrong, I was really wrong. No matter how good Shan Yunche is, you, He Qinghui, are also my forever and only big brother! Come on Come and sit."

He Qinghui calmed down and sat down, and saw Shan Yunche sent a message.

[Brother Ah Che]: Did you bring the little blue book?

Shan Yunche helped him memorize the small blueprint for his homework every day.

It's funny to say, even though He Qinghui never does it, he still insists on helping him remember it every day.

[Da Shuai forced]: Maybe... I brought it, what are you doing?

[Brother Ah Che]: Make up the homework I marked with an asterisk, and don't worry about the rest.

Shan Yunche knew that He Qinghui had never turned over the small blueprint.

Through the analysis of He Qinghui's general examination papers, if he can complete the homework marked with an asterisk on the small blue book, he will score at least 30 points.

[Big Shuai]: Huh?what are you saying?You asked me to make up my homework before the exam?

[Brother Ah Che]: Four days is enough time to complete it.

Shan Yunche immediately added: Throw away other people's notes.

Feng Rui glanced at his note in disgust, and took it back silently.

He Qinghui didn't take it seriously.

[The big handsome force]: Ha, die of laughter, why?

[Brother Ah Che]: According to our agreement.

Feng Rui added a big truth: "Because he is the first in grade, not a little hot chicken like us..."

Whether it is Feng Rui or Gao Peng, they are more than one earth behind Shan Yunche. Although He Qinghui resisted, he finally went back and obeyed obediently.

He flipped through his schoolbag.It was quite a coincidence that Shan Yunche brought back all the exercises needed for the asterisk homework.

The previous week, he desperately memorized the formulas in Gao Peng's notebooks, and now he doesn't seem to be completely puzzled by the questions drawn in the small blueprint.

the other side.

Shan Yunche's house.

This time during the National Day holiday, Jiang Lixin and Shan Lei were looking forward to their son's return home, and had ordered someone to cook a table of his favorite dishes long ago.

The two sat upright at the dining table and waited for him.

After putting his schoolbag in the room, Shan Yunche came out, sat down opposite them and started eating without saying a word.

Jiang Lixin and Shan Lei glanced at each other in unison.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't speak.

She was a little impatient, and couldn't finish the food, so she finally asked, "Ah Che, how is life at school? It's no better than at home. Are you not used to it?"

Shan Yunche didn't look up, and continued to pick up vegetables, "No."

Whether this is true or not, Jiang Lixin doesn't know. "I went to find out. The dishes in your cafeteria are still very simple, and the dormitory conditions are relatively simple... you must be uncomfortable?"

"No, everything is fine."

The more he said this, the more Jiang Lixin subconsciously felt that he was hiding something, so she wanted to continue to say something, "This eighth class is an ordinary class, how is the learning atmosphere? Are there any unscrupulous classmates who influence you? Hey, no need I think there must be, how can the quality of the students in these No. [-] middle schools be compared with Boying? Ah Che, I think you still..."

A series of sharp words made Shan Yunche's ears hurt.

"Mom." Shan Yunche put down his chopsticks abruptly, and there was a clear and sharp sound between the bowl and chopsticks, "If you want to persuade me to go back to Boying, don't waste your efforts."

Jiang Lixin realized that she was out of control, so she had to restrain herself a little, "Mom, I'm afraid that you won't get used to life in the new school. If...you change your mind someday, as long as you say a word, Mom will immediately..."

"Mom." Shan Yunche stood up suddenly, almost overturning his chair, "You promised me."

Jiang Lixin lowered her head in embarrassment and pursed her lips.

"I hope you will do what you say."

Seeing this, Shan Lei quickly waved his hands, "Hey, our Ache is so good, we must be equally good everywhere. Ache, your mother just missed you for a long time, so there is no other meaning."

I can't sit down even after going back and forth.

Shan Yunche simply pulled away the chair, "Dad, Mom, you eat." As if going back to his room.

Jiang Lixin also stood up, "Hey, Ah Che, why didn't you eat after a few mouthfuls? Ah Che! Ah..."

Shan Lei pulled her over with a speechless expression, "Hey, why do you keep picking which pot? Our son finally came back once, so you have to make trouble like this?"

"Then I feel sorry for our son, afraid that he will suffer in school? Also, who knows if there are any dubious students in that school, what if Ah Che is brought into trouble?"

"Ache is almost an adult, you have to trust his judgment."

Jiang Lixin crossed her arms with a dissatisfied face, "I don't know what the child is obsessed with. He insists on being transferred to that fourth middle school! Ask the reason and don't say anything. I'm so anxious, and even threatened me with dropping out of school."

"Okay, okay, let's look at the situation. If Ah Che can't bear it, he will definitely tell us. Wait a little longer."

Three days of the holiday quickly passed.

To Shan Yunche, those knowledge were all pediatrics, and there was no need to review them much.

He locked the door and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling.

hospital.

Emergency room.

pool of blood.

There was no breathing boy on the other side of the curtain.

He died once.

The pain of insufficient blood supply still visits in dreams from time to time.

His thoughts were drawn away, and soon, his mind was occupied by He Qinghui's face.

He hasn't seen each other for several days, he just wants to know how He Qing's reply is going.

Can't help but turn on the phone and send him a WeChat message.

[Che]: Where did the questions on the small blueprint go?

He Qinghui hadn't done a few questions yet, and was playing matchmaker when he suddenly saw the news from Shan Yunche, and his heart twitched inexplicably.

Why does this guy feel more terrifying than the head teacher.

[Big Shuai]: Seventy to eighty percent

[Che]: What about the correct rate?

...the accuracy rate.

It has not yet reached the level of pursuing it.

[Great Shuai]: ... [-]% or [-]%

It is said that I have to review in the past few days, and I still spend most of my time fishing.After all, he hadn't sat down to read a book for a long time.

[Che]: Quit the game, immediately.

He Qinghui suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Does this guy have eyes behind the screen?

He Qinghui just wanted to go back to Big Brother, you have too much to do, so there was another message over there.

[Che]: Don't forget, forty.

He Qing turned off the phone and threw it aside with a snap.

endure.

Enduring this stubble is victory!

You can get rid of the little boy if you endure it!

Isn't it just forty!Who do you look down on?

Rush!

He took off the hair tie, took a marker pen and wrote two crooked characters on it: Come on!

I wrote two more questions, and then quickly opened Xiaoxiaole.

On the last night of the holiday, boarding students need to arrive at school early.

Jiang Lixin had already asked someone to prepare the special car, and stood in the living room to explain the chores, "Uncle Li, you can help Ah Che move his luggage to the trunk first, and..."

Shan Yunche came out of the room and was carrying the suitcase downstairs, and walked straight to the door without saying a word.

"Hey, Ah Che, where are you going? Go back to school and ask Uncle Li to help you with your luggage. The car is waiting outside the door..."

When he reached the door, Shan Yunche stopped for a moment, and only slightly turned his head, "No need, Mom, I'll go by myself."

"Go by yourself? Don't..."

All she was left with was a crisp sound of closing the door.

From childhood to adulthood, Shan Yunche rarely disobeyed her.

She didn't know when, she found that her Ah Che seemed to have changed.

Shan Yunche and Zhu Hao had been going to the address where He Qing came home a long time ago, and they finally found Xinrun Garden after driving several times in the dark.

He Qinghui was packing his schoolbag at home at this time, and after working for a long time, he realized that there were several missed calls on his mobile phone.

"Little boy".

Why are you calling him at this time?

He opened the door and went downstairs, and called Shan Yunche back while walking towards the gate, "Hello?"

"Come down."

"...I'm already down, so what are you doing?"

"Come to pick you up."

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