why are you forcing me to study

Heart pumping.

This man is real.

"Me? I have something important, it's funny..."

"Very important."

There was a lot of noise in the corridor, and the breeze blew the boy's broken hair.

The air between the two seemed to freeze.

Feng Rui said that he was caught off guard again with a handful of dog food.

He Qinghui quickly turned his gaze away, turned around and put his arm around Feng Rui's shoulder, "Crazy, crazy, accompany me to buy a bottle of water."

"Ah? The Great God..."

"Why do you care so much? Let's go!"

"Hey, don't hug me so tightly, it hurts! Brother Hui, I was wrong!"

"Tell you kid to talk nonsense."

The fighting between the two gradually weakened and disappeared.

Shan Yunche didn't chase after him, but just looked at his back.

When he was about to reach the canteen, Feng Rui broke away from He Qinghui's embrace, "What are you doing, the god said that you are very important to him, did you hear that?"

"Dare to say, it's not all because of you kid!" He Qinghui pressed hard on the back of his head.

"He's so rich, it's impossible to try to get your money, I think he's just trying to get your money!"

He Qing didn't understand until now, what is the importance of a scumbag like him and a gangster like him.

Could it be... the important thing is to entertain him?

After buying water with Feng Rui, he was about to go back to the school building when he happened to pass by the Tianxing stationery store again.

He stood at the door and refused to leave.

During the last self-study class before the November holiday, I accidentally saw that Shan Yunche's black pen was out of ink, and he had been scratching on the draft paper for a long time.

They brought him so many breakfasts, so buying him a pen should be...not surprising.

Feng Rui: "What's the matter, brother, do you have stationery to buy?"

He Qinghui nodded in a daze, "Uh oh yes, I remembered that I ran out of ink, you wait for me here, it will be ready soon."

A row of black pen styles is dazzling.

This guy usually seems to use very simple, either pure black or pure white.

That being the case.

Then I have to buy him a fancy one.

So he picked out the most eye-catching black pen with grotesque patterns and colorful colors in the pile.

When He Qing returned to the dormitory, Shan Yunche was taking a shower in the bathroom.

He didn't have the slightest interest in reviewing English and comprehensive science tomorrow, and he felt good about Chinese and mathematics in today's test, so he didn't want to take out the book and read it.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, gnawed an apple with one hand, held the pen in the other hand, and looked at it carefully.

It's beautiful, it's his own style.

The more I look at it, the more I don't want to give a bad face to him.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was opened, and a certain person came out naked again to wipe his hair, and casually hung a towel around his neck.

He Qing chewed the apple back and looked at the water-stained abdominal muscles.

I have to sigh in my heart.

This guy is in damn good shape.

Not an ounce of extra meat.

Shan Yunche looked at his slightly dull eyes, walked closer, and the corners of his bright red lips hooked slightly, "Have you seen enough?"

"Ahem..." A small piece of apple rushed straight into my stomach before I could chew it.

Shan Yunche's smile grew stronger.

He Qing patted his chest, raised his head with a frown, and handed the pen to him, "It's for you."

A trace of astonishment flashed across Shan Yunche's face.

Recalling the matter of the mineral water last time, he didn't bring it right away.

"Which girl."

"It's not a girl, this is...I bought it."

He Qing bought it back.

He Qinghui bought it for him.

He Qinghui bought it for him.

Shan Yunche took the pen and admired it carefully.

It is quite different from the style of the pen in his pencil case.

He Qinghui did it on purpose.He rubbed his nose and explained: "Well, do you like it or not? I just saw that your pen seemed to be out of ink. I bought it for you when I went to buy water. If you don't like it, don't force it... "

What a fool, his pen ran out of ink and replaced it with a new one long ago, otherwise how could he pass the test?

"I love so much."

He Qinghui bought it for him, if he doesn't like it, he has to like it. "I'll use it for the exam."

He Qinghui sneered: "Hey, take the exam with the pen I gave you, aren't you afraid of performing abnormally?"

"Not afraid."

Early the next morning, Shan Yunche went to the stationery store to buy two boxes of pen refills, went back and took out all the pens in the pencil case, and replaced them with this pen and a large pile of black pen refills.

The same is liberal arts, why is there such a big difference between Chinese and English?

The Chinese language is easy to read, but He Qinghui scratched his head and stared at the English paper.

Think about it too, can a mother tongue and a foreign language be the same?

The necessary vocabulary for the college entrance examination is [-] words, and you may not be able to master even one-third of those old books from elementary school to junior high school.After reading a line, either you know all the words, but you don’t know what they mean when you connect them together, or most of them are new words.

Halfway through, he just wanted to tear up the paper.

If he is guilty, please let the law punish him, instead of letting him read a bunch of things that he can't even understand the title.

Finally got through the most painful one, He Qinghui dragged his exhausted mind and body to get it all sorted out.

After going to the cafeteria to have a good meal and returning to the classroom, I found the continuous noise of crackling tables and chairs in the classroom.Monitor Sun Yina stood on the podium and shouted: "At the request of Teacher Pan, we change seats every time after the big exam, and move to the south. Each big group pushes a big group to the south in turn. Hurry up and try to be in the seat as much as possible." Finish the battle before Teacher Pan enters the class! Pay attention to throw away the garbage that should be thrown away, Qiao Ze, you will go down and check after the transfer."

He Qinghui stood on tiptoe and looked around. Someone seemed to have moved the positions of the two of them properly, and they felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles amidst the turmoil.

The action is pretty fast.

He Qinghui's position happened to be by the window, and outside the window was a piece of lush greenery.

After the exam was over, there was a very long recess. After everyone arranged their desks and chairs, there were only a small number of people left in the classroom.

A group of people sat in a circle around Lu Wenye, making it look like he was applying some kind of Dafa in the middle.

Seeing that some familiar faces were there, He Qing became interested for a moment. When he walked about one meter away from his seat, he threw his schoolbag on the table and turned to join them.

Shan Yunche suddenly raised his head.

He Qinghui put his arms around Xu Yuan's neck, dragged a chair with his other hand and sat beside him, "What are you doing, let me join in the fun."

Xu Yuan poured out a bunch of melon seeds, and knocked them up with gusto, "Just Lu Wenye made a rare thing from home, saying that this thing can test IQ. It is said that Lu Wenye gave it to the idiots in the neighborhood and the students upstairs. God has tested it, and the batch is accurate."

In front of Lu Wenye was a cylinder, which could be turned.

"You still believe in this kind of thing, can't you just look for an intelligence test on the Internet?"

"Brother Hui, you don't understand this. I heard that this is an imported product. They have a basis for testing, okay?"

He Qinghui grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the table and knocked them up, "Then you guys have a look."

"I'll come first!" Yu Chenchen raised his hand first.

Lu Wenye squinted, and deliberately made a gesture of stroking his beard, "If you want to get accurate results, you must first calm your mind and be pious in your heart. Come on, do as I said, close your eyes gently, take a deep breath, and slowly Spit out...yes, then stretch out your hands, gently place them on both sides of the cylinder, stick them together little by little, the tighter the better..."

A group of people lowered their heads, staring curiously at the changes in the cylinder.

As the strength of pressing with both hands increases, the color of the cylinder becomes brighter little by little, and then suddenly goes out after about ten seconds.

Lu Wenye immediately pulled out the thing, murmured as if he had cast some spell, and then calmly read the result written on the disc at the top: "Your IQ is 98, although it is not outstanding, it is also extraordinary, no matter how hard you work Kung fu can take a qualitative leap."

Yu Chenchen's grades have always been in the middle and upper reaches, and when he is lucky, he can indeed enter the top few.

Xu Yuan was eager to try, "I, I, I, I will be next!"

"Your IQ value is 89. Maybe a lot of hard work can't make up for the lack of intelligence, but as long as you don't give up, there may be a turn for the better."

"Ah, why is this?" Xu Yuan naturally spread his arms towards He Qinghui, "Could this be the reason why I can't make progress in my studies..."

Then a few more people were tested, and the results roughly coincided with the rankings.

"It's been tried and tested, it seems to be quite accurate," Qiao Ze touched his chin in satisfaction, "Hey, tell me, how about asking Master Shan to come over and try?"

Xu Yuan: "Come on, if this thing explodes, everyone won't be able to play it."

Seeing Shan Yunche not far away, Yu Chenchen said in a low voice: "Actually, I really want to know what the outcome of Shan Yunche's prediction is. How about it? Who would have the guts to invite him?"

A group of people first lowered their heads unanimously, and then all looked at He Qinghui unanimously.

He Qinghui was frightened by the stares, "Look, what am I doing, I'm not familiar with him."

Xu Yuan looked contemptuous, "You don't know him well, do you think any of us know him well?"

"If you... want to invite him, you can do it yourself. Why do you have to ask me to invite him?"

Sun Yina naturally lay on Yu Chenchen's shoulder, "Go, He Qinghui, don't let us down."

He Qing replied: "..."

Just like Shan Yunche, it doesn't look like someone who can play with a bunch of classmates, let alone a group of people who basically don't talk much.

He Qinghui glanced at him vaguely, but it happened to meet his gaze, so he withdrew quickly with a guilty conscience.

Why does this feel a little... weird.

He Qing turned his head back and ate melon seeds.