not brilliant

That night, Jing Can, who was about to go to bed, received a picture from He Pingyi.When he opened it, his heart skipped a beat.

When choosing the notebook, it wasn't that he didn't think that He Pingyi would see the painting, but the ground was so cold, Jing Can still wanted to give He Pingyi the thickest and thickest notebook.

——"You are really good at painting."

Jing Can sat on the bed leaning on the pillow, and typed three words in the reply box, but before it was sent, He Pingyi's second message arrived first.

——"But the main thing is that I'm handsome."

Jing Can could even imagine He Pingyi's tone and movements when he said this. In the silent room, he laughed twice, did not change the already typed text, and pressed send.

--"of course."

——"Of course what? The previous sentence or the latter sentence?"

Jing Can turned off the light and lay down, while He Pingyi was still asking questions.

——"There are all of them."

On the other end, when He Pingyi saw these three characters, he drank the glass of water in his hand proudly.Tapping the cup with his fingers, he called Jing Can.

Jing Can picked it up quickly, and asked him what was the matter with some surprise.

"I wanted to ask before, have you ever learned to draw?"

No matter how you look at it, Jing Can's paintings are not as random as his graffiti.

"No," Jing Can quickly denied, but after thinking about it, he said, "If you have learned a few tricks from my brother, then you must have learned."

"Your brother? Are you good at drawing?"

"Of course," Jing Can said without hesitation, "my younger brother is a born artist. Once a super-powerful art teacher saw his paintings by chance, and asked my parents to encourage my younger brother to learn art. Painting, but also to introduce my brother to the master."

It was the first time for He Pingyi to hear Jing Can talk about his family, and from the proud tone, he could tell that Jing Can seemed to have a very good relationship with his family.After finishing the call, He Ping leaned back on the chair back, looked up at the ceiling, and was in a daze for a while.

If you have a good relationship with your family and your family is happy and happy, then why do you have a tendency to close yourself off?

Whenever he thinks about this kind of problem, He Pingyi always feels that his knowledge is not enough.He is eager to find out what kind of psychological barrier Jing Can has and what he should do to cure him, but he is afraid of making Jing Can feel uncomfortable, so he dare not make this search too obvious.

Sighing, He Pingyi picked up the pen and continued to do the unfinished questions.

After the karting incident, Wen Xiangying's attitude towards Jing Can became more enthusiastic, and he would walk with him when he met him on the road, so Jing Can got a lot familiar with Gu Shi, who was often with Wen Xiangying.

Jing Can quite likes Gu Shi, because Wen Xiangying always likes to tease Jing Can, and sometimes Jing Can really can't keep up with the conversation, so she will look at Gu Shi for help.At this time, Gu Shi would raise his hand and knock Wen Xiangying on the head, saying, "Stop it."

The only bad thing about Gu Shi is that she is too tall, making Jing Can uncomfortable every time she turns her head to speak.

Usually, Jing Can stood in the second row during the break-time exercises in the morning, but this day he gave Zhou Zhe a lecture, and when the two got down, the line had dispersed, and Jing Can quietly made up at the end of the line.Jing Can looked at the back of the boy's head in front of him, wondering why Jing Zaixing was so tall, but she didn't inherit it at all.He looked around, then tiptoed quietly.The field of vision gradually increased, and Jing Can thought that she didn't really need to grow to 1.8 meters, but only three to five centimeters longer.

The head was pressed, and the person who forcibly grew taller was pushed back to the normal level.

Jing Can was startled, and turned her head in a hurry, only to see He Pingyi smiling at him while walking to the right.He Pingyi opened his mouth, and said something silently - "Don't bother".

Jing Can snorted softly.

Isn't it just a...a lot taller than him?

This set of radio gymnastics was only learned by Jing Can after she came to No. [-] Middle School.He remembered that he also had the activity of "doing radio gymnastics" when he was very young, but the music and movements seemed to be different from what they are now.When he was a child, he always had the privilege, and he could not participate in things other than study, so he didn't go to the gym a few times at all.

Moving her body sideways, Jing Can turned around with everyone, glanced inadvertently, and saw that several people in the next team were holding back smiles on their faces.Because of her previous campus experience, Jing Can is extremely sensitive to this seemingly tacit smile.He knew very well that this was a mockery, the owner of the smile gloated, and exchanged those humiliating words with his companions' eyes.

Following their gazes, Jing Can quickly understood the reason.

The school uniform pants of the No. [-] Middle School have a hidden line. Under normal circumstances, the dark line should be at the front, but there is a girl whose pants have a dark line at the back.

Jing Can recognized that girl as Liu Ya.

Whether to step forward, whether to remind, Jing Can made the choice completely driven by empathy for these two issues.

"Liu Ya." Jing Can stood behind Liu Ya, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly after she turned around, "Your pants seem to be worn backwards."

Obviously, Liu Ya was extremely flustered after hearing his words.She turned around quickly, ran towards the toilet without thinking about what to say to Jing Can.When passing by, Jing Can still saw the flushed face in the faint chuckle.

"What's so funny?"

In the sound of the music, a female voice with a low tone was inserted abruptly. Jing Can looked towards the source of the voice, but did not move when she saw Wen Xiangying, and stood straight on the spot, tilting her head and looking at the snickering people in the back row. people.

"Is it that funny? Can't you do something that a high school student should do?"

Rolling eyes of people with big eyes is especially lethal. This is the conclusion Jing Can drew after witnessing Wen Xiangying's big rolling eyes.Wen Xiangying left the team without authorization after saying this, and chased Liu Ya to the bathroom. Jing Can looked at her back and gave her a big thumbs up in her heart.

The inter-class exercise may be just an insignificant episode to most people, but when Jing Can returned to the classroom, seeing Liu Ya's head buried deeply, she was still depressed for a while.However, with limited social experience since childhood, Jing Can didn't know how to help Liu Ya at all. After much deliberation, he just secretly left a note for Liu Ya during class, just like helping Zhou Zhe, so that she would have more time to help her in the future. If you don't know, you can ask him.

The closer to the end of the year, the more tense the atmosphere in the class.There are fewer people playing and joking between classes, fewer people going to the canteen to buy snacks, fewer people doing normal exercises, fewer people actually exercising in physical education class, and more, probably only every recess Papers, newspapers, and the lingering aroma of coffee in the classroom.

The theme of the class meeting gradually highlighted those two words, and whenever the head teacher mentioned it, Jing Can secretly looked back, and could see the determined eyes of the students.

College entrance examination.

Jing Can wrote these two words on the draft paper, and suddenly realized that these two words were too far away and unfamiliar to him.

Under Jing Can's tutoring, Zhou Zhe's math scores have improved a lot. Jing Can is also happy for him when he sees that his rankings in the monthly and joint exams are rising every time.Zhou Zhe has been working very hard. Jing Can has never seen him being lazy. Every day when Jing Can arrives at school, Zhou Zhe is already studying. When Jing Can leaves, Zhou Zhe is still studying.Even with a bad cold at this time, Zhou Zhe was still sitting in the classroom wearing a mask, refusing to go to rest.

"Are you sure you don't want to go back to bed early?" Jing Can asked, seeing Zhou Zhe's face getting redder and redder.

"No." Zhou Zhe shook his head, lowered his head and continued to read in English.But within a few seconds, he raised his head again, and suddenly said to Jing Can, "Jing Can, I'm actually very tired."

I don't know if it's because of illness, but today Zhou Zhe is not as silent as before, and talks a lot more.

Jing Can was taken aback, and hurriedly persuaded: "Then go back to the dormitory and rest, the efficiency will be higher when you are in good spirits."

"Don't dare, I still have a lot of questions to finish." Zhou Zhe spoke with a strong nasal voice, and because he didn't sleep very much every day, his eyes were bloodshot.He looked at the papers on the table, then at Jing Can, and said, "Jing Can, I'm under a lot of pressure."

"Because of the college entrance examination?" Jing Can asked knowingly when he said this, but he didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only say some useless transitional sentences to let Zhou Zhe continue to confide in his heart.

"Well," Zhou Zhe said, "Actually, since I entered the experimental class, I have been struggling to follow, but my parents are very happy to know that I have entered the experimental class. They have always believed that I can get into a good university. I don't want them Disappointed, and I don’t want my efforts to be in vain. And I have a bad mentality. If I don’t prepare well, it’s easy to perform badly in the big exam. So, every day when I open my eyes, I feel a lot of pressure.”

The teacher always likes to use one sentence to describe the college entrance examination, that is, thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge.Jing Can had heard these words several times, but seeing Zhou Zhe's state now, he really understood the feeling of squeezing the single-plank bridge with many people.No one knows whether he will be the winner, and no one wants to accidentally fall into the river. The only thing everyone can say to themselves is, "Persevere, and there will be good results."

But, will there really be a good result?

Jing Can lowered her head, looked at the two words on the draft paper, and meditated.

Before Jing Can organized the words to comfort Zhou Zhe, Zhou Zhe had already said quickly that he was just talking casually with Jing Can, and he felt much more comfortable when he said it, so that Jing Can didn't have to care about what he said.

"But next time I have a holiday, I have to go to Qingyan Temple to worship."

Seeing Jing Can looking at him with a puzzled face, Zhou Zhe smiled with a bit of self-deprecation: "Goodbye to your studies, give yourself some psychological hints, and tell yourself that God will definitely help you."

The class bell rang quickly, and everyone quickly returned to their seats and continued to study hard.

With God's help.Jing Can thought about these words repeatedly, then moved her fingers, tore off a piece of star-shaped post-it note, wrote a line, and handed it to Zhou Zhe.

"Qingyan Temple, is it spiritual?"

Until walking home with He Pingyi, Jing Can was still thinking about Qingyan Temple.

Seeing that he didn't respond to his words, He Pingyi patted him on the back: "Hey, I'm talking to you, what are you doing?"

He Pingyi's voice brought him back to reality, Jing Can stared at the swaying shadow on the ground for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and asked, "He Pingyi, are you stressed?"

"Stress? What stress?"

"College entrance examination."

"Oh," He Pingyi turned on the electric motor when he reached the carport, and said while pushing it out, "I'm not stressed, I can take any test."

"Then how many exams did you take last time?"

"Last time? More than 100 people, I forgot the details." He Pingyi said without much concern.

More than 100, Jing Can doesn't know what kind of university can be admitted to more than 100, but he knows that since there are more than 100, there is still a lot of room for improvement.There was an idea in Jing Can's head for a long time, and finally, at this moment, he said it.

"He Pingyi, let me make up lessons for you."

"Remedial classes?" He Pingyi was curious, "You are in a liberal arts class, and I am in a science class. What kind of classes are you going to give me? Chinese? English?"

"No," Jing Can said frankly, "I..."

Jing Can originally wanted to say, except for writing, I can make up for you.But these words were really not what a third-year student in a liberal arts class should say, so Jing Can changed her tune and said, "I can help you with math. I'm good at math, and I can also do science class questions."

He Pingyi obviously didn't believe it: "Is it true?"

"Of course it's true," Jing Can said, facing He Pingyi's questioning eyes, "I used to be the first in the class."

While talking, the two left the school gate, He Pingyi paused the conversation and signaled Jing Can to get in the car first.He Pingyi turned around and asked the people behind him when he was a little further away from the noisy school gate, "Then why are you studying liberal arts?"

Jing Can couldn't make up a reason, so she had to tell the truth.

"I want to challenge myself."

He Pingyi braked, causing Jing Can to rush forward.Jing Can straightened up, just about to complain, but saw He Pingyi stop the car, put one foot on the ground, then turned around, and put a hand on his forehead.

"Did you get infected by your deskmate? Have a fever again?"

"No," Jing Can pulled the hand that represented "distrust" from her forehead, "It's true, if you don't believe me, next time you won't ask me a question, I will tell you, and you will know that I am not bragging gone."

Seeing Jing Can staring blankly into his own eyes, He Pingyi actually believed him.Although he still felt that this was a bit outrageous, thinking about Jing Can's first time driving a go-kart, he was able to leap two lawns regardless of his dissuasion, which seemed like something he could do.

"It will work, I believe you." He Pingyi twisted the handlebar and restarted the car.

"Then you agreed to let me tutor you?" Jing Can stepped on the pedals of the back seat, grabbed He Pingyi's shoulder and stood up.

Jing Can suggested to try this dangerous action several times, but was stopped by He Pingyi.Seeing that he was taking the opportunity to discuss the issue at this time, He Pingyi patted his buttocks and scolded him: "Sit down, it's very dangerous."

"Oh." Jing Can sat back obediently, but every two seconds, she held onto He Pingyi's waist without giving up, tilted her head and body to an angle that He Pingyi could see when she lowered her head, and asked again, "Then you agreed to let me tutor you?"

A pair of big black eyes, even thick lenses can't block the light from them.

"I just believed in you, and I didn't agree to let you tutor." He Pingyi pulled out a hand and patted the head under his arm, "Back it back. You don't need to tutor me, and I don't want to be admitted to A University. I don’t want to do that well either.”

"I didn't let you take the A major," Jing Can retracted her head and argued, "But I want to save you a little effort, at least you won't have to stand for copying your homework. Doing the questions will get twice the result with half the effort, isn't it good?"

"Can you stop talking about the standing penalty?" He Pingyi stretched his hand behind and touched Jing Can's waist blindly.Jing Can was taken aback by his sudden attack, then retreated so itchy that she grabbed He Pingyi's hand.

"You can get twice the result with half the effort," He Pingyi laughed, "You're quite confident."

"Otherwise, try it." Jing Can tugged at his hand and replied with a stiff neck.

"Don't provoke me, if you provoke me, I dare to agree."

Jing Can squeezed his wrist happily: "Then you agree."

"Okay, okay," He Pingyi said helplessly, as if coaxing the child, "Tutoring and tutoring, take the A-level exam and the A-level exam."

Jing Can heard that He Pingyi began to get nervous again, knowing that she would not get any other answers if she kept pestering her like this, so she just assumed that he agreed and stopped there.

"He Pingyi, do you know Qingyan Temple?"

"Qingyan Temple?" He Pingyi replied without hesitation, "I know."

He knew it because he had been there several times with his mother.

"Next time we have a holiday, can we go to Qingyan Temple?"

He Pingyi was very happy about Jing Can's initiative, but he couldn't understand why Jing Can wanted to go to Qingyan Temple.He always thought that temples, gods and Buddhas should not be touched by them at their age.

"I just haven't been to a temple, and I want to see it," Jing Can explained. "And, if I can get healthy, safe, and successful in my studies, it would be nice, wouldn't it?"

He Pingyi actually didn't believe this, but Jing Can said so, and he didn't want to pour cold water on him.In addition, the scenery around Qingyan Temple is good. Although it is early winter and there are no lush trees covering the sky in the temple, the market on the way up the mountain and the red walls and stone tiles around the temple are still worth seeing.

"Okay." He Pingyi said, "It just so happens that the next holiday is your birthday, and I'm still thinking about where to take you."

After hearing this, Jing Can was stunned: "How do you know my birthday?"

He Pingyi twisted the handlebars and overtook an unhurried old man in front of him, turned his head and hummed twice, and said, "What's the problem? If you want to know, you will find a way. I saw the personnel information sheet of your class on the table, so I wrote down your birthday. December 12nd, it’s easy to remember.”

"Oh……"

Originally, Jing Can didn't intend to tell He Pingyi about his birthday.In fact, since he was eight years old, he no longer expected to get anything from his birthday, every time Song Yinan asked him what wish he had, what birthday gift he wanted, he would only answer that he didn't really want anything in particular.

This has gradually become the standard answer, and when encountering similar questions again, Jing Can can get [-] points without even thinking about it.He is used to wanting nothing, and he has long learned to restrain his desires.

What about this year?

Jing Can sat up straight, raised her head, and looked at the back of He Pingyi's head.

After meeting He Pingyi, his restraint and habits seemed to suddenly fail.The trivial life began to frequently trigger the update button of his wish list, and each wish was preceded by a specific attributive.Just like today, when the clock in the classroom pointed to 25:5, and there were still [-] minutes before the school bell, Jing Can sitting in the classroom suddenly thought, if it was my birthday this year, it would be great if I could go to Qingyan Temple with He Pingyi up.

He also wanted to pay homage to He Pingyi, wishing everything to be perfect.