Bai Yueguang goes back a little

Tang Ming had already talked to Zhang Li for 5 minutes later.

Jiang Chuyue sat on the seat, like a thorn on her back, like sitting on pins and needles, wishing to rush over to hear what they had to say.

No, it's best to drive Zhang Li away so that he never shows up again.

But Jiang Chuyue didn't want Tang Ming to feel that she was petty and self-willed, so she could only pretend to be doing her homework and sneak a few glances back.

It's just a few glances, and I can't hear or see clearly.

Tang Ming's heart sank when he heard Zhang Li's answer, but he licked his lips and said with a relaxed expression, "What does the college bully want me to do? Is your study not busy enough for you?"

"Your home's computer configuration, remember?" Zhang Li didn't seem to care about the slightly ambiguous question, and reminded: "I agreed to take me to your home to have a look."

"Still thinking about this?"

"Yes."

Zhang Li smiled naturally, but Tang Ming suddenly felt unreal, as if there was a thick layer of fog in the middle, making it impossible to see the person in front of him clearly.

He suddenly lost the interest to continue talking, "Next time I have a chance, I have to go home first."

Zhang Li tactfully did not stay any longer, nodded and said goodbye.

Tang Ming couldn't tell whether Zhang Li's answer was what he expected, and he felt a little restless, so he subconsciously wanted to find Jiang Chuyue.

Jiang Chuyue took a sneak peek and found Tang Ming coming, so she immediately sat down and pretended to write.

Tang Ming turned his head suddenly, just in time to have a panoramic view of his actions, and felt funny in his heart.

Jiang Chuyue really didn't like Zhang Li.

"How many questions did you finish?" He walked up in three steps and two steps, then sat back on his seat and leaned over to read Jiang Chuyue's exercise book.

Mmm, awesome.

When he got up, he did the sixth question, and when he came back, he was still in the sixth question, and he could barely write the word "solution".

Tang Ming teased him, "Hey, are you still writing this question?"

"Yeah." Jiang Chuyue didn't change her face, "This question is too difficult, I'll write it when I get back."

Jiang Chuyue stood up to collect her things, but her ears turned red quietly.

Tang Ming let out a muffled laugh, but did not expose him, packed his things cooperatively, and followed Jiang Chuyue out.

In the following week, Zhang Li sent some messages on WeChat from time to time, but Tang Ming was confused and didn't respond.

Besides, he really didn't have much time to touch his phone.

——It seems that because Tang Ming's learning talent was affirmed, Jiang Chuyue became more motivated, saying that she would lead Tang Ming on the right track of learning, and besides memorizing vocabulary words and drawing texts every day, she would do problem correction.

"Tomorrow is the sports meeting, and the school is too inhumane. I have to go to school for a run on the only day off."

At noon on Saturday, Zhao Zeyuan and Tang Ming stayed in the school cafeteria for dinner together.

In order to add color to the top students, he went to practice high jump and long jump after school this week. Now that he has no good Sundays, he can't help complaining as soon as he sits down.

Tang Ming thought that he and Jiang Chuyue would also have to play tomorrow, so he grabbed a bite of rice and said to Jiang Chuyue, "Tomorrow I finish running [-] and I probably won't have time to wait for you to wait for the field. I will wait for you at the finish line then."

Jiang Chuyue nodded, Tang Ming waited for him to say something about her concern, Jiang Chuyue said seriously:

"Tangming, are the words in the playground countable nouns or uncountable nouns?"

"..."

I can't count how many times this week...

The anticipation in Tangming's heart was gone, only Qingming with 26 letters hovering on it remained in his mind, "It's countable, you can directly add s or use an article."

"Yeah." Jiang Chuyue blinked, "You made a mistake on the paper yesterday, and I finally remembered it."

Zhao Zeyuan looked at this scene in shock, and for a long time squeezed out a sentence: "Why are there so many playgrounds? Brother Ming, I don't even know what you did wrong..."

The voice stopped abruptly under Tang Ming's threatening eyes, and Zhao Zeyuan felt aggrieved.

"Is it your turn to tell me? Your grades are good?" Tang Ming put down his chopsticks and tapped Zhao Zeyuan's plate.

Zhao Zeyuan shook his head vigorously. For the [-]th time, he felt that Jiang Chuyue was really different. How dare he test Brother Ming's vocabulary?

He didn't know that Jiang Chuyue dared more than that.

In the afternoon, Uncle Zhou came to pick up the three of them home, and the atmosphere in the car was once weird.

Every day, the car full of laughter and laughter, this week is full of Jiang Chuyue, Li Bai, Du Fu, and various literary masters like Jiang Chuyue chanting scriptures.

"Xunzi Encouraging Learning pointed out: Greenness is taken from blueness, and greenness is from blueness. Which sentence in Han Yushi's statement is the same as this point of view?"

Tang Ming stared expressionlessly through the windshield at the various vehicles in front of him, and said lightly, "Uncle Zhou is overtaking".

In the sudden increase in speed, his heart was filled with the feelings of the ancient master and apprentice, "A teacher does not have to be better than a disciple, and a disciple does not have to be inferior to a teacher."

"Well, that's right, the next one..."

Uncle Zhou still suppressed his laughter as usual, and Yu Shi put on his earphones and closed his eyes to rest, probably laughing at him in his heart.

The former middle school Ba Tangming was eaten to death, and the whole journey was sometimes Du Fu's family and country feelings, and sometimes it was Xunzi's learning significance.

Tang Ming gritted his teeth and thought, is he learning these classical Chinese to save someday when he travels back to have a conversation with the ancients?

So much so that on the second day of the sports meeting, Jiang Chuyue quietly asked him behind his back the lines of Du Fu's poems expressing frustration and pain in "Climbing the High" while the host Jin Qiu gave the opening speech of the sports meeting.

"I don't know." Tang Ming had to get up early for the sports meeting, and the bad factor in Tang Ming's heart resurfaced with the anger of getting up, and said deliberately.

Jiang Chuyue: "If you think about it again, it's also related to autumn."

"Tsk." Tang Ming looked pained, "I really can't remember, what is it? How about you be flexible and tell me."

They stood in the middle of the phalanx, and the host presided over the opening ceremony above. Tan Mei noticed that the two were chatting and glanced at them several times.

Jiang Chuyue thought for a while, then stood on tiptoe and whispered in Tang Ming's ear:

"Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick."

The breath sprayed on the pinnae, Tang Ming's back felt itchy, and a burst of numbness rose from the tailbone, extending all the way like an electric current, flowing into the back of the ear.

Grass.

What a hundred years of illness, he felt that he was probably sick!

Jiang Chuyue just leaned into his ear and said something, almost giving him some unusual feeling.

Tang Ming pinched his ears vigorously, trying to drive away the numbness, coughed lightly to cover up, and stood a little forward.

Jiang Chuyue felt that Tang Ming probably didn't want to hear her reciting ancient poems like this, so she blinked and stopped.

After the speeches at the opening ceremony were over, the teams from all sides entered the battle. In the countless opening remarks of "now coming to us...", the sports meeting finally officially kicked off.

After walking the phalanx, each class was arranged to sit in the stands. The students in the top class didn't miss a second. Many people took out their books to practice as soon as they sat down.

There was no project for Jiang Chuyue and Tang Ming in the morning. Jiang Chuyue took a look at Tang Ming who was leaning on the railing in front of the stands, remembering that he seemed to reject the matter of reciting ancient poems just now, thought for a while, and went forward to talk about it. his sleeve.

"Tang Ming."

"Huh?" Tang Ming glanced back, and asked reflexively, "What comprehension dictation do I need to memorize?"

"No." Jiang Chuyue said, "It's tiring to memorize all the time."

"Hey, you finally let me go!" Tang Ming was overjoyed, "Brother told you, sometimes it's really important to combine work and rest, we have to change our thinking too!"

This week, the two of them chatted less, and every day was either letters or ancient poems. When Tang Ming heard Jiang Chuyue's intention to let go, he burst into tears!

"It's to change thinking." Jiang Chuyue nodded, quite agreeing.

"Hey! Why don't we go and see the long jump side? Zhao Zeyuan is there, or you go and watch me play basketball? I don't know if I have time to call the team together today..."

"...How to determine the electric field strength at the equipotential lines?"

Tang Ming was at a loss: "Ah? What intensity?"

Jiang Chuyue pursed her lips, "Yesterday you made a mistake in judging the multiple-choice question of electric field strength, and you haven't memorized it yet?"

Tang Ming looked dazed, and let Jiang Chuyue pull him back to sit down in the first row of the first row of stands, and pulled out a copy of Wusan that he brought over, "The ancient poems and words are all prose, and my brain is tired after memorizing too many, do it yourself." Science questions, you won’t be tired.”

He spread out a few marked questions, and handed Tang Ming a pen, "Come on."

"..."

If you get tired of memorizing, you can change your mind to the questions instead...

Tang Ming wanted to cry, but he let out a deep breath. Looking at the important points that Jiang Chuyue had carefully planned for him on the paper, he couldn't get angry, so he still had to draw a pen to do the questions.

...It's just a little heavy writing.

A question hadn't finished yet, when a loud whistle sounded from his ear, "Hey! Brother Ming, you are..."

Tang Ming looked up, and saw three or four tall guys from the school's basketball team holding basketballs.

This group of boys are making jokes on WeChat every day, and Rebirth has encountered it several times in school in the past month.

Tang Ming laughed, and played the heavy May [-] with a pen, "Didn't you see, Dad is doing the problem!"

"Brother Ming, do you really feel at ease to be a top student? Why did you just abandon us like this woohoo!" A team member who was about the same height as Tang Ming came up and held Tang Ming's hand and twisted and twisted, "acting like a baby", with a full tone , so that everyone present had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Get lost! Why do you want to go! Is it disgusting?" Tang Ming laughed, and fought with the team.

"Hey, to be honest, Brother Ming, let's go play. It happens to be the sports meeting today, so it's time to do some exercise."

Tang Ming hadn't been active for a long time, so he was a little moved and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Chuyue.

The team members caught this scene and joked: "Brother Ming, right? Now I have to get Jiang's permission to ask you to play a game? What are you doing? You are raising a wife, and the wife is strict?"

The crowd laughed.

Tang Ming suppressed his smile, his heart skipped a beat, and his face became stiff for a moment.

No one said that about him and Jiang Chuyue in his previous life. Since his rebirth, he and him have become closer and closer. Sometimes he would tease Jiang Chuyue in his heart like a little daughter-in-law.

I don't think there is anything.

But at this moment when people say it...

He clearly felt that the emotion that surged up from his chest and then surrounded his entire heart was actually secret joy.