Oral period

"This is my last commission."

After listening to the last piece of audio again, Xia Jingzhe half closed the computer, hugged her knees and retreated into the bed, uttering these words without beginning or end.

Zhen Xiao was studying his test papers—— During the day, Xia Jingzhe had a whim, and wanted to see how much he could get in the exams at his current level, so he simply spent an afternoon of self-study class writing two test papers, mathematics and English, In addition, during the evening self-study, I rewrote the comprehensive monthly examination paper, and brought it to him to "look over" in a serious manner.

"Why?" Zhen Xiao asked casually while writing a few lines with a red pen in the blank space of the English test paper.

"It's not necessary. I used to do this when I was bored alone. I was afraid that life would be too monotonous. What I drew would be boring." Xia Jingzhe rolled over and got off the bed, pulled on his slippers and leaned over to watch him correct the test papers, biting a stick in his mouth Tang, the words he said were also vague, like the ending was muddled together by the sugar, "There is no need now, every day is quite fulfilling... and I plan to review it in the next semester, and use the summer vacation to draw The manuscript is closed, and there will be no new ones next semester."

Zhen Xiao raised his eyebrows noncommittally, twitched the end of the pen between his fingers, and clicked on a certain question in his math test paper: "If you have time to plan things in two months, why don't you come here and look at the wrong questions—— Teacher Xia, your real level is 106 points, so you still want to be admitted to the same school as me?"

"Who wants to be admitted to the same school as you..." Xia Jingzhe bent down on his back, looked at it for a few times, was dazzled by the red crosses on the last half page, and turned around to play tricks on him , "I have worked hard today during the day, so let me go tonight, I will read the wrong question tomorrow—"

Zhen Xiao obviously couldn't bear his rare coquettishness, and he subtly paused for a few seconds before resuming his operation, and his tone was somewhat coaxing and helpless: "You won't remember tomorrow, don't avoid the wrong questions, master the mistakes you made. The topic of this test paper is the meaning of your doing this test paper, otherwise it will be a waste of time, and I won’t do it next time. If you can draw comics, you will get extra points."

It was the first time that Xia Jingzhe was preached by him like this. He was stunned when he heard the words, and instinctively wanted to refute—but what Zhen Xiao said was the truth, and it seemed that he was standing for his own good. There was nothing to refute. So he thought for a moment, and could only mutter in a low voice without confidence, don't you paddle like me.

"But I can't just take 106 in math." Zhen Xiao tapped his forehead with the end of his pen, pulled the empty chair beside him to signal him to sit down, and pushed the test paper in front of him, "Sleep after correcting, otherwise you won't be able to sleep in the future." Expect me to give you a lecture."

With strength alone, Xia Jingzhe couldn't resist him, and she couldn't bear to resist him, so she sat down according to his wishes, and took a symbolic look at the first question with a red cross.

"Speaking of which, the evidence...was collected more than two months ago," he said like a bad student who couldn't calm down, sitting at the desk and looking for trouble. "At that time, we had only met a few God, why are you so interested in me all of a sudden?"

Zhen Xiao had already shifted to the position diagonally opposite him at some point, just opened a notebook, and after hearing the words, she was silent for a few seconds before replying in a normal tone: "I love you secretly."

He admitted so bluntly that Xia Jingzhe had no choice but to look away, and obediently looked down at the question - and missed the first line he wrote on the page.

- "Entrustment letter".

The plot of "the person you like gives yourself a topic" is only romantic in idol dramas, at least it has nothing to do with romance when it happens to them. Zhenxiao doesn't have the kind of tenderness that can give everything he wants——I took him to review at the beginning There may be times, but now it is completely exhausted-let him correct it simply by giving him a test paper and a pen, let him sit aside and comprehend it by himself. I will talk to him about my ideas, not from the beginning to the end, just mention a few sentences to finish, the rest of the time is spent doing my own thing, Xia Jingzhe corrects his wrong questions, he sits on the sidelines and observes his sweetheart openly Bow down and write.

Xia Jingzhe has no objection to this. Over time, he has developed the ability to temporarily ignore his gaze, and he is happy to explore on his own. He doesn't need a nice gentleman who guides him from beginning to end. If he listens too much, he will get bored.

The only thing he has a problem with is that occasionally he encounters a problem that he really can't solve, and he has to go to Zhenxiao for advice, and this person will make an inch of "difficult" him, asking for a kiss or something else, time to bargain Sometimes it was longer than the topic itself, and he would not give up until he made a gesture to do it—the answer in exchange was only a few words or an auxiliary line, as if Zhenxiao turned the key for him, He had to walk the way after opening the door by himself.

Just like now, he studied the image of the last multiple-choice question for 10 minutes, and after ruling out two options, he still couldn't figure out the correct answer. He hesitated between biting the bullet and counting down.

Zhen Xiao didn't stare at him to pass the time today, but was writing something with her head down. It didn't look like a test paper or homework, but rather a whole page of essays.

He took another look at the increasingly weird equations written on the draft paper. After deliberating for a while, he decided to bow his head tactically and find a topic to start with: "Zhouxiao..."

"Ok?"

"What are you doing, there is a small composition for today's homework?"

Zhen Xiao's writing hand paused, then turned over a page naturally, and continued to write: "During the monthly exam, I was afraid of having a headache, and the composition was very sloppy. Now I'm trying to figure out how it feels."

"Huh? Show me," Xia Jingzhe approached him with great interest, "I really want to know what style Xueba writes..."

Zhenxiao moved the notebook away a little like teasing a cat, and changed the subject calmly: "Have you finished the revision?"

"...No, there are two questions left," Xia Jingzhe cleared his throat in embarrassment when his thoughts were exposed, and pushed the test paper in front of him, "I gave up on the last question. I don’t know how to do it in the examination room after I come out, I don’t want to waste time, and there is the last question of the multiple-choice question—well, I’m not very good at it, and the reference answer is also written inexplicably, tell me about it?”

Zhen Xiao said "En", but didn't look at the test paper, just looked up at him, with a meaningful tone: "It's not for nothing."

Again.

Xia Jingzhe put down his pen, and with a subtle sense of gratitude, he didn't bother to bother with him, and paralyzed himself with "it's normal to kiss when we're all together", got up and walked around to him, intending to directly touch his lips to deal with it.

However, unexpectedly, Zhen Xiao just opened her arms to hug him before he leaned over, and then, by standing and sitting, buried her face in his clothes in a way like sucking a cat's belly.

Like being coquettish.

Xia Jingzhe was itchy by him, and couldn't break free, so he could only pat him on the shoulder in a ridiculous way: "Why?"

"...I'm afraid I won't be able to hold her in the future." Zhen Xiao's words were soft and coquettish, but her arms were tightly bound, making these words not sound like a pure joke.

Xia Jingzhe was stunned for a moment, thinking that he meant that he was going to challenge Gao Qiyang tomorrow, but after a moment of silence, he couldn't help but chuckled, raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "What are you thinking, I'm not fighting But—you can run even if you can’t beat him, he has found someone to stop me once or twice, and I’m living a good life too.”

"That's not it……"

"Huh?" The voice was too soft, Xia Jingzhe couldn't hear it clearly.

However, Zhen Xiao didn't intend to repeat it, and still maintained this posture, with his fingers fiddling with the corners of his clothes intentionally or unintentionally, as if he could gain great peace of mind from such ordinary physical contact.

I don't know how long it took, knowing that Xia Jingzhe thought he was going to fall asleep, so he let go of his hand, skipped the explanation part as if nothing had happened, and picked up the test paper again: "Okay, let's read the questions."

"...What are you doing?" Xia Jingzhe muttered in a low voice, but she was used to his occasional random rubbing behavior, and she didn't intend to delve into it any further. She rubbed her hot cheeks and followed the direction pointed by the tip of his pen. Looking at the past - there was an additional auxiliary line there at some point, which was a way he had thought about before but couldn't figure out why.

"I tried this just now..."

"and then?"

He pulled out his chair and sat down, and found a piece of draft paper: "That's it..."

The time will pass zero, and there are still twenty hours before the time he set - at least now the night is quiet and the lights are warm.