The benefactor is always forcing me to study

"Om-oom-boom!"

Cen Zhi was startled, and opened his eyes abruptly. The mobile phone that fell from the coffee table to the ground was still vibrating persistently. The bright light in the room had become dim. The sun was setting outside the window, and the sky was covered with clouds. He just fell asleep like that.

The vibration of the phone had stopped, Cen Zhi picked it up, the missed call was an unfamiliar number, Cen Zhi didn't take it seriously, thinking it was an advertising call, he checked the communication, only Zhu Xian sent him a sentence: " Cen, prepare well for the exam, come on!"

Cen Zhi: "..."

He squatted down in front of the box again, and took out the textbooks one by one. The secretary prepared a lot of things, including textbooks, matching workbooks, all materials for the high school entrance examination on the market, real test papers and mock papers in recent years, attached notebooks, and special exam papers. Pen, answer sheet.

Secretary Yu was right, he really didn't need to buy anything.

Cen Zhi flipped through the textbook. Fortunately, the textbook was the same edition, and he looked familiar. Cen Zhi took out Chongyu's self-enrollment paper to look at it, and glanced at it...about 80.00% of which could not be quickly drawn. Answer.

With such a perverted test paper and such a high score line, who is this school recruiting!

However, although Cen Zhi was complaining crazily in his heart, he obediently took out the information and put them on the coffee table by category. Then he sat on the ground leaning on the sofa, took out a set of real questions, took out a pen, and planned to try it out.

He had just written his name on the paper when the phone vibrated again. It was still the call he hadn't answered before. Cen Zhi answered in doubt: "Hello?"

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

Cen Zhi was puzzled: "Who are you?"

The other side was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little subtle: "Cen Zhi, you didn't save my phone number?"

Cen Zhi was startled: "Wen, Wen Qiang? Ah no, Mr. Wen?"

Wen Qiang sighed: "Yeah."

Cen Zhi sat up straight unconsciously: "You..." He looked at the papers slumped on the coffee table and the books stacked high on both sides, and blurted out: "I'm reading a book, what do you want?"

Wen Qiang gave a low laugh: "There is no need to use honorifics." He paused, "Have you had dinner? If not, have a meal together?"

Cen Zhi subconsciously wanted to refuse, but heard that Qiang added with a smile: "The invitation of the sponsor is not accepted."

Cen Zhi thought, what are you asking?It was only then that Wen Qiang realized that he was proclaiming himself, and his face blushed immediately: "Ah, good, what do you want to eat?"

Wen Qiang: "Go downstairs."

Cen Zhi almost jumped up. He ran to the balcony. In the evening, the old community was full of fireworks. Wen Qiang was standing downstairs in a black windbreaker. He was slender, as if feeling something in his heart. After waving his hand, Wen Qiang's gentle voice sounded on the phone: "Wear more, it's a bit cold outside."

Cen Zhi hurriedly put on his coat, took his mobile phone key wallet and went out, and ran downstairs, the cold wind blew on his face, blowing out two lumps of frozen red on his fair face, Cen Zhi stopped in front of Wen Qiang, beautiful Staring at him with bright eyes: "Why are you here? No, how do you know that I live here? No, Secretary Yu already knows, you must know, you..." He had many questions to ask, and said He came out in a mess, looking at Wen Qiang's handsome face, he suddenly wanted to ask "what do you mean by the benefactor", but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Wen Qiang couldn't help but smile: "Let's go, let's eat first."

Wen Qiang took him to a high-end western restaurant. The cool-colored decoration and light music made the restaurant elegant and peaceful. The communication between the guests was gentle. The two sat near the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the bustling night scene. It turned into a dreamlike light and shadow on the floor-to-ceiling windows, Cen Zhi looked out of the window, his clear eyes were full of interest.

Wen Qiang looked at him through the decorative vase on the dining table: "How is the book?"

Cen Zhi was visibly sluggish, turned his head listlessly, and glanced at him resentfully: "It's only been one day..." What can I do, I haven't even finished the catalog yet.

Wen Qiang smiled: "I have sent people to transfer to your original school. If possible, I suggest that you also transfer your household registration...Cen Zhi?"

When Wen Qiang mentioned "the original school", Cen Zhi's expression suddenly froze, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place.