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Ren Jingqiu didn't know how to persuade Ji Yihe, he giggled and pushed Ji Yihe back to the table, Ji Yihe's eyes were slightly red, he looked like he was crying, but he didn't cry, he looked up and smiled: " Let's cut the cake."

Ren Jingqiu gave Ji Yanli a wink, which looked like "I've got it all done!" "Everything I tell you!" "I'm a professional at coaxing people!" "Eat! Give it all to me!".

Ji Yanli was a little surprised at first, but he just smiled, and gently opened the cake box. Inside was a beautiful bamboo cake, the whole body was a refreshing turquoise, with delicate bamboo leaf patterns and gold foil as thin as a cicada's wing. , the clear and noble feeling is ready to come out, and there is also a hint of coolness from the freezer.

It smells like the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves mixed with the bitterness of matcha, and it also says "I wish the seniors won the first place in the gold list!!!".

The cake is green, and the words are bright red. Such an exquisite and beautiful cake, but it turned out to be a red and green match.

Ji Yihe laughed with a snort: "You specified the word red?"

"That must be!" Ren Jingqiu took it for granted, "The senior's college entrance examination is going to be a good start! Be popular! Be prosperous! Be festive! It's a pity that his pheromone is bamboo leaf flavor, right, if it's tomato flavor, the color will be harmonious."

Ji Yanli: "...don't discuss pheromones in public places, okay?"

Ren Jingqiu raised his face proudly: "What's the shame! Bamboo leaves smell so good! I can say it out loud even if I smell like champagne!"

"Okay!" Ji Yihe patted his head, "Shut up."

The birthday candles were also lit, and there was no way to turn off the lights in the bustling hall, but it was grand enough for Ji Yanli.

Ji Yihe and Ren Jingqiu clapped their hands together and sang birthday songs for him. Ji Yihe's voice was clear and sweet, with two dimples in the candlelight. Everyone within a ten-mile radius was twisting their necks to look around.

Ji Yanli was very embarrassed, he didn't know where to put his hands, he kept holding up his glasses, and almost put them on his forehead.

I don't know why, seeing their shining eyes through the candlelight, and their untidy chorus, he suddenly felt like crying.But both of them were younger than him, and he was really embarrassed to cry, so he suppressed it until his ears turned red.

After singing, Ji Yihe immediately urged him: "Brother, close your eyes quickly! Make a wish! Blow out the candles!"

Ren Jingqiu also booed: "Hurry up!"

Ji Yanli closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, the world suddenly darkened, only a faint red light appeared on his eyelids, just like the sunrise on the top of the mountain at dawn on New Year's Eve, the brilliant golden light illuminated the sea of ​​clouds and the shimmering sky across the city. On the surface of the river, looking down from a height, every corner of the eaves looks like a fluttering dove's wings, and the New Year's fireworks bloom one after another at the foot of the mountain, like a cluster of wild flowers.

Xi Ye's hair fluttered in the mountain wind, he turned his head to look at him, and wished that his wishes would come true.

But even Xi Ye said that there are no gods in the world, and wishes can only be realized if they are spoken.

What did he wish for?

No god and no one is listening to his wishes.

Ji Yanli smiled, opened his eyes, and blew out the candle, the wick curled slightly, and white smoke curled up.

Ji Yihe applauded happily, Ren Jingqiu was busy cutting the cake, and the fat man called, saying that he and Wen Yu bought him a dry steam hand-held ironing machine, which Ji Yanli had been talking about for a long time before. What he wanted, although as a high school student, thinking about the ironing machine is outrageous, but the fat man still bought it for him in the spirit of humanism. I wish him that he can think of his dear comrades when he irons clothes in the future. table.

What Ji Yanli didn't expect was that even the members of the student union secretly donated to the chairman, pooled in money to buy him a birthday present, and sent a representative, Shen Weilan, to deliver it.

Ji Yanli said that I am no longer the vice chairman, and I can't accept everyone's things.

Shen Weilan said senior, you don't know, everyone misses you very much after you left, although half of the reason is that you often mess up things and no one is around to be scolded by the chairman, and the other half is because our account books have been changed since you left I can't match it, various expenses, outreach, school funding, accidents and fees are mixed together like a mess. Recently, everyone in the finance department, headed by Xiaoqian, is dying of pain and wants to resign collectively... But the most important reason is that we really I like you very much, and I want to wish you a happy birthday. Everyone has received a lot of help from you. This is just a little thought.

There were two gifts. The first one was a thick leather book. The front page contained the signatures and messages of all the members of the student union.

The second item is four full boxes of 24 Histories that can crush people. The person who proposed this gift was Tan Yingying, but she never expected that 24 Histories were not 24 copies, but 63 copies, which shocked the entire student union. Fortunately, The owner of the bookstore asked curiously who they were going to give it to, and when he knew it was Ji Yanli, he generously discounted it.

Ji Yanli couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The books you bought in Zhishuzhai?"

"That's right," Shen Weilan nodded, "It's said that you worked there before, and the boss praised you so much, so he gave you an internal discount."

"Can I ask how much the discount is?"

"One off."

"..." Ji Yanli asked, "Don't you think it's a bit low..."

"The original price was 249, but I bought it back after giving us [-]... The number is a bit unlucky, and we continued to bargain, and we reached [-]." Shen Weilan gave a thumbs up, "I heard that the bookstore is about to close down, and it's on a clearance sale. Senior, why don't you go shopping."

"Let's forget it," Ji Yanli patted the pile of books that was almost as tall as a person melancholy, "The bookstore is probably closed down by me."

Although it was his birthday, Ji Yanli had no other entertainment, so he went home to do his homework in the afternoon.

In order to save electricity, I didn't turn on the air conditioner, but only turned on a small lucky fan. Because the shell was deformed, the blades kept hitting the plastic frame, making a squeaking noise as it turned.

Ji Yanli didn't stop writing until midnight, when the alarm to remind him to sleep sounded. He put his finger on the back of his sore neck and squeezed it. He looked up and saw the deep night outside the window. As soon as they rushed to rescue the scene, the dogs raised upstairs were awakened and barked fiercely. When one barked, the dogs in the whole community began to howl, mixed with the crying of the baby who was awakened.

Xi Ye still didn't contact him.

This heartless little rebel.

There are still seven days, Ji Yanli thought, when he finishes the exam in seven days, let alone a small island in the Pacific Ocean, even if Xi Ye launches himself to Mars to build a self-sufficient ecological cycle system, he will have to arrest people and educate them.

In the last few days of the college entrance examination, there is not much point in class. The teachers take turns watching the class and self-study, so that they can finally sort out the knowledge points with peace of mind, and solve any difficult problems in time. The teachers of each subject are more nervous than their classmates. Enter the office with a wrong question that you don't understand, and you will be invited to your seat to talk one-on-one slowly.

The number on the blackboard at the back changed from 7 to 6, and from 5 to 4, and the maddening tension rose up like a gradually submerged water.

Some people deal with stress by rote learning... for others, by becoming psychotic.

"The last round of big gambles!" During the self-study class, He Ziqi slapped the table and shouted, "I went bankrupt and became the number one scholar in Ji Yanli! Even if it's not the number one in the province, at least it's the number one in the city, and even if it's not the number one in the city, it's guaranteed to be the number one in the school!"

"Is there no one betting on Wannian's second child?!" He Zilin and his brother yelled at each other, "Stop! How can you bet on him if no one is betting on him! It's been three years! Give it a chance, brothers! Second child is not easy Yes! A dollar is money...a penny is money!"

"Fuck, what's the bet for the school's champion? He has won it for three years! It's so boring!" A classmate shouted, "The first grade in the college entrance examination, if it wasn't for Ji Yanli, I would stand upside down and eat shit, okay?"

His tablemate immediately yelled: "Ji Yanli, I'll give you 100 million, you give up the college entrance examination and let him eat shit!"

"Eat, eat, eat! Let him eat!"

The classroom suddenly became a mess. He was already young and energetic, but he was depressed for too long. As the last moment approached, even a spark could explode into a prairie fire.

Ji Yanli originally wanted to study quietly, but the noise made his eardrums buzz.

A greasy and cold male voice sounded.

"I bet on myself."

The class was silent for a few seconds. Everyone stared at Fu Shixin dumbfounded. He suddenly raised his head. Although he was still hunched like a skinny camel, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain in his drooping bangs. He couldn't help shivering.

He Ziqi's face darkened for a moment, and he laughed again: "Brothers! Someone is betting on the second child! We finally have money!"

"It's so touching." He Zilin pretended to wipe away tears, "The whole world doesn't believe him, but he still believes in himself... For three years, the second child has been unswervingly serving as the foil of Ji Yanli, like a flower Cow dung, the spirit I like to call love."

"How much did you bet?" The fat man interrupted and asked, "Let's hear it."

Fu Shixin's face froze, and his eyes wandered for a moment: "Ten... ten yuan."

Explosive laughter spewed out from every corner of the classroom. Wang Teng sprayed the water from his mouth three meters like a human fountain, drenching Sister Gao all over, and the two almost fought.

"Ten yuan? Damn, your confidence in yourself... is really fucking worth it!"

"Bet more, brother, we all expect to make some money from this ticket? One thousand? One hundred? It can't be less."

"How many times can you win in life! The whole school's bets on Ji Yanli can add up to tens of thousands! You might get a title on the gold list and get rich overnight at the same time! Come on, second child! It's time for the last sex!"

"Does he have any money!? Maybe he is only ten yuan poor!"

"Fuck, could it be that you broke your fortune and suppressed yourself?"

He Ziqi rolled his eyes, grabbed Fu Shixin's schoolbag and jumped onto the lectern. Fu Shixin's face was pale, and he pushed the table away to grab it, but he limped. On the steps, a dog gnawed shit.

"Ah, this is his wallet!" He Ziqi smugly said, "Don't be angry, I won't steal your money, I'll pay you back later, I'll count it, one piece for one piece, one piece for five yuan..."

Fu Shixin used the old-fashioned stitched wallet, which contained crumpled banknotes and steel coins, one piece for one piece, one piece for five yuan, three one-yuan steel coins, and one five-point steel coin.

"What is it? It's gone?" He Zilin laughed so hard that he was about to choke to death, "No, you want to bet ten yuan, so you have to give us ten yuan?! The whole body adds up to ninety-five cents? Is it possible that you still want us Give you fifty cents to fund your dreams?"

Fu Shixin gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but the fall just now was too solid. He struggled on the ground for a long time, making a fool of himself in public.

Ji Yanli finally couldn't take it anymore: "He Ziqi, He Zilin, are you two finished?"

"Hey," the fat man gave him a hand, "what do you care about him?"

"Get out of the way." Ji Yanli said coldly.

The fat man had no choice but to move his chair forward with his belly straightened out. Ji Yanli strode up to the podium, stuffed the scattered coins and banknotes on the podium back into his wallet, stuffed the wallet into his schoolbag, and then knelt down and handed it to Fu Shixin.

"You're boring, aren't you?" He Ziqi couldn't hold back his face, "Aren't we just kidding? Who stole his money? Besides, he said he wanted to bet ten yuan, and now I'm still fifty cents short!"

"Whether it's too much or not, you know in your heart." Ji Yanli stood up and glanced at him, his complexion was cold and pale, and his body was covered with a bit of bitterness that would not have appeared on him.

"Is it embarrassing to be second in grade? When did you get such an embarrassing position?"