From cannon fodder to heartthrob after wearing a book

motivation. "

"Am I stressing you out?"

Xue Jinzhao's eyes widened in surprise.

Then Zhou Chaoshen ruthlessly crushed the fantasy: "It's interesting to watch you study sometimes."

"Don't take to heart what I said before."

In the end, Zhou Chaoshen still mentioned that confession: "Our first task now is to study, and everything must be put behind. Don't be disturbed by these thoughts, and concentrate on studying."

"Am I the one thinking about it?"

Xue Jinzhao's tears had long been suppressed, and he began to argue about who was more cranky: "Don't you receive love letters every day? I heard from the study committee that her friend wrote you a love letter for a month, and she was still bilingual."

"You want to write too?"

Zhou Chao took a deep look at Xue Jinzhao: "Then next time I will reluctantly accept it..."

"roll."

Xue Jinzhao got up, patted the dust off his pants, and walked outside: "Who wants to write for you?"

After walking two steps, he still felt puzzled, so he turned around and made a face to Zhou Chaoshen: "Scared!"

Then ran away in a hurry.

After returning to the classroom, Gu Jianzhou awkwardly handed over a note of apology, and Xue Jinzhao went down the steps.

After the summary class meeting was over, Xue Jinzhao and Zhou Chaoshen gathered together to buy food and study as in the past, discussing sample questions on the test papers while walking.

"I think the option of strengthening the imperial power is also right, why didn't I choose it..."

"Because it only talked about one aspect, the remaining options are also correct, but strengthening the centralized system is always, and it includes the significance of other options."

Zhou Chaoshen and he were picking fruits from the fruit stand opposite the school. They had already lived in the dormitory in the third year of high school and started to take care of themselves.

Except for Xue Jinzhao.

Zhou Chaoshen seems to be good at everything, he can even pick sweet fruits, but he can't.

"Why are you so powerful?"

Xue Jinzhao was standing next to Zhou Chaoshen, weighing all the fruits he touched, but he couldn't tell the difference.Instead, the owner of the fruit shop standing next to him looked at him worriedly: "Little boy, don't crush them."

"it is good……"

Xue Jinzhao hurriedly put down the fruit, and followed Zhou Chaoshen who had picked out a bag. When he followed to the dormitory, the bag of fruit was in Xue Jinzhao's hands again: "I picked it for you. If you are hungry after class, wash one and eat it."

Zhou Chaoshen remembered that he used to run to the canteen after class, and he always liked to have something in his mouth during class, sometimes it was a lollipop that was too big to hide, and sometimes it was a lollipop of different flavors.

"Thank you."

It stands to reason that Xue Jinzhao should feel embarrassed, but he seems to have subtly accepted Zhou Chaoshen's special care.

When studying late into the night, Xue Jinzhao always gnaws an apple first to motivate himself to study.

When it was almost time for the second model, Zhou Chaoshen took Xue Jinzhao back to study in the dormitory and gave him important points.As expected of the experimental class, before the lights-out time, everyone sat on the bed and set up a small table to study, and the air was filled with the smell of learning.

Xue Jinzhao was in awe, he sat in, listened to Zhou Chaoshen give him the important points, and carried the rest of the people out of bed to listen together.

"What about conic sections?"

"The definition of a conic section is this..."

Xue Jinzhao heard that he only went out in the middle of the night, Su Qingran left the door for him, and when he opened it, he saw Xue Jinzhao who couldn't open his eyes while muttering.

"We need to make up the difference, what method should we use..."

"Sleep you."

Su Qingran pulled him back to his bed, closed the door and prepared to sleep.

On the second day, Xue Jinzhao was in good spirits.The key points of Zhou Chaoshen's painting and the clear knowledge points have appeared, so he completed the whole second model with ease.

"I must have done well this time."

Xue Jinzhao swelled up, and started bragging about himself to Su Qingran before he got his grades.

"You said yes."

Su Qingran lowered her head and was busy solving the problem, without interrupting his bragging.

When the results came out, Xue Jinzhao really performed exceptionally well and entered the top [-] in his age. Although he was not yet able to enter Beijing University, he had improved a lot compared to the past.

At least now I can barely pick a school in Beijing University.

When the list was released, Xue Jinzhao looked up in the crowd looking for his name, while Zhou Chaoshen was still the No.1 that no one could shake.

Compared with the empty character design and the few words in the article, Xue Jinzhao realized that Zhou Chaoshen was not only talented, but also had accumulated hard work.

Xue Jinzhao found that he had made progress, and happily squeezed out of the crowd, wanting to be the first to share the news with Zhou Chaoshen.

Zhou Chaoshen was also standing outside the crowd with his schoolbag on his back and a bag of fruit in his hand. When he saw him coming, he handed it to him: "This is a reward for your good performance."

Xue Jinzhao went back to the dormitory with the fruit and distributed some to everyone, but the troublemaker dug out a letter inside.

"Wow! Xue Jinchao, received the love letter, it's amazing!"

Xue Jinzhao, who was halfway through washing the apples, dropped the fruit and snatched the letter back, pressing it under the pillow without intending to open it.But in the middle of the night when everyone was sleeping peacefully, he opened the letter again.

Zhou Chaoshen would not slip in a letter from someone else by mistake.

The letter contained a poem by Tagore.

"Whatever you give from your generous hand, I accept. I ask for nothing more."

"Yes, yes, I understand you, humble beggar, you are begging for everything a person has."

"If you give me a dead flower, I will also wear it on my heart."

"What if the flower has thorns?"

"I just put up with it."

"Yes, yes, I understand you, humble beggar, you are begging for everything a person has."

"If you but one look of affection upon my face, it would make my life sweet till death."

"What if it was just a cruel look?"

"I'm going to let it pierce my heart forever."

"Yes, yes, I understand you, humble beggar, you are begging for everything from a person."

Xue Jinzhao recalled the past, he had read this poem, and when he was an ordinary person, he had read this poem in the library, when he was just a reader who appreciated literary works.

Now, he saw this poem in a love letter.

What he faced was not words, but a beating heart.

37 - goodbye

◎What does it feel like to be loved?

It seems to have fallen from a tense state to a bed full of duvets, and it is always cherished by others...◎

What does it feel like to be loved?

It seems to have fallen from a tense state to a bed full of duvets, and it is always cherished and loved by others, that kind of self-satisfied light shines in the eyes.

Xue Jinzhao restrained his excitement and read Tagore's poems over and over again, and he could still hear his flustered heartbeat when he finally closed the poem.

It seems that being so passionately loved is not a bad thing?

Or maybe it can be said that Zhou Chaoshen has always left room for him. He only kept expressing his liking, and never had any expectations for him, nor did he seek his answers.

This kind of love opened an umbrella between Xue Jinzhao and the world, and isolated him from the wind and rain outside.

To love someone is to have weakness and armor, but to be loved is to have armor without weakness.

With ulterior motives in mind, Xue Jinzhao put the letter under his pillow, writing the papers more easily than usual, as if a fire had been kindled in his heart, supporting him to continue studying.

When he woke up the next day, he was still in good spirits, clocking in at three o'clock and one line in the canteen, classroom and dormitory, and Zhou Chaoshen was still by his side.

It would be great if Zhou Chaoshen could be around all the time...

Xue Jinzhao couldn't help thinking of this question, and he couldn't help laughing at himself. He never thought about these things when he was traveling in various worlds in the past.

Let's talk about it after the college entrance examination.

Xue Jinzhao has once again devoted himself to endless study.

There were more than a few mock exams, and the school began to implement the sea of ​​questions tactics. The exams were held on Saturdays and Sundays. Xue Jinzhao felt that he would soon be able to achieve the equivalent of the exam papers.

Unlike him, Zhou Chaoshen went to take the admissions exam, while Gu Jianzhou had been on leave for a long time.

Occasionally, when he is free, Xue Jinzhao will also watch the practice room video that Ye Songge sent him. He is still the aura that crushes the audience.

It's just that the person who was supposed to be a singer has become an idol and debuted. I don't know if it is a blessing in disguise.

Originally thought that only Su Qingran would feel lonely, but He Zhaoran unexpectedly joined their spontaneous midnight study group.

He Zhaoran seems to prefer the red school uniform, wearing it on him is like a ball of fire, which will attract moths who don't care about themselves.

But that was the original owner.

Xue Jinzhao only remained polite to him, sitting in the library writing papers face to face all afternoon without speaking.After going out, the location was changed to a milk tea shop. The three of them checked the answers together and analyzed the reasons side by side.

"Why is this?"

Su Qingran was worried about the topic, put down her pen after worrying for a while, went to the counter to order a cup of roasted grass jelly and Shuangpi Nai, and gave the Shuangpi Nai to Xue Jinzhao.

He Zhaoran changed one side of the multiple-choice question, and when he looked up, he found that he had nothing, so he went to the counter with a cold face and ordered a cup of Four Seasons Milk Green.Turning his head, Xue Jinzhao gave Su Qingran a thumbs up: "Good job."

Then Su Qingran, who threw him on the ground and taught him a contemptuous tone, smiled obediently at Xue Jinzhao: "I think so too."

Holding the milk tea, He Zhaoran choked speechlessly, one of them liked him in the past, the other was liked by him, and now they are united to isolate him.

"Am I that annoying?"

After enduring it again and again, and sending Su Qingran home, He Zhaoran asked, "Why don't you like me anymore?"

He Zhaoran proceeded step by step, chatting about some irrelevant things in the front, and then suddenly said something straight to the point, as if he was slowly unpacking layers of delicate gift boxes