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Chu Jing turned his pen around, feeling a little irritable, what's going on?

Lin Shen silently looked at Chu Jing's hand turning the pen, and handed Chu Jing a draft.The clean white paper was spotless, Chu Jing glanced at Lin Shen, Lin Shen didn't look at him, and left a sentence: "If you don't have a draft, you won't pass."

"Where is the fallacy?" Chu Jing took the draft and slowly drew circles on it with a pen, but his eyes were fixed on the Chinese test paper, he seemed to be hesitating.

Suddenly, Xu Qiubai turned his head and said, "Hey, a Picasso?"

Chu Jing raised his eyebrows alone, tore off a page of draft paper, and put it in front of Xu Qiubai, "We are good friends, I will give you this painting, and if I become famous in the future, this piece of paper will be worth tens of millions [-] million."

Although Xu Qiubai looked disbelieving, under Chu Jing's expression, he silently accepted the so-called "famous painting".

The days in the repetition class were very boring and boring. Chu Jing slowly wrote the questions, resisting the urge to take pictures with his mobile phone to search for the questions. He has never liked Chinese, and none of the long-winded words he said were his true words.

When a test paper came down, he almost wanted to vomit.

So one morning, Chu Jing wrote a Chinese test paper, and he still wrote it while sleeping on the table.

Lin Shen was obviously much more efficient than him, and the hand that wrote the questions didn't stop at all.

Chu Jing suddenly became interested in Lin Shen. He lay on the table and looked in Lin Shen's direction, keeping his eyes fixed on Lin Shen. It was quite amusing to see how serious he was writing the test paper.

"You're sick, what are you looking at?" Lin Shen scolded him, but his eyes still stayed on the test paper.

"You said you worked so hard, why did you fail the college entrance examination?" Chu Jing asked him.

Lin Shen paused holding the pen, and glanced at Chu Jing: "Who said I failed the college entrance examination?"

Chu Jing thought it was funny, and tapped the table with his finger: "If you don't fail the ranking, can you stay here?"

"I'm willing." Lin Shen obviously didn't want to answer Chu Jing's question directly. Chu Jing casually gave a "hmm", moved his position, and continued to stare at Lin Shen as before.

Lin couldn't help feeling that someone was staring at him all the time, feeling like he had recognized a ghost, "What the hell are you looking at? Doesn't the Chinese test paper smell good?"

"Who's watching you?" Chu Jing didn't panic at all.

"Then what are you looking at?" Lin Shen threw the pen directly.

Chu Jing pointed to the ceiling, "Look at the fan and wait for it to fall."

God, what kind of mentally handicapped is this?

"It's too good for you guys, little genius? Would you like me to introduce you to the physical principles of the fan?" Lin Shen resisted the urge to punch the whale.

Seeing that Lin Shen was willing to talk to him, Chu Jing widened his eyes and pretended to look at Lin Shen innocently: "Really? Wow, brother is awesome~"

Lin Shen felt as if he was going to suffocate, and he didn't know why. Talking to Chu Jing seemed to be belittling his IQ, and he felt that he was the one being played.

Later he finally understood that he, Lin Shenxing, wrote the questions so hard to repeat the reading, while Chu Jing came here purely for fun.

I am not enjoying myself anymore, so I have to bring Lin Shen with me.

Just ignore him, let him watch it if he wants, Lin Shen wonders if Chu Jing is a pervert?

At last he was quiet, and Lin Shen felt that Chu Jing should go back to kindergarten and re-read.

It was almost eleven o'clock when school was over, and Chu Jing began to bother him again: "What do you say we two have for lunch today?"

"Whale stew." Lin Shen said indifferently.

"Yesterday I was in charge of the meal, and today it's your turn." After Chu Jing finished writing the last word of the composition, she admired her masterpiece with emotion. Teacher Xiaoyu will definitely like this wonderful rainbow fart.

"What do you want to eat?" Lin Shen thought it made sense.

"It depends on what you know." Chu Jing stretched lazily.

"I still have to cook by myself?" Lin Shen frowned.

"If you want me to beg for food with you, that's okay, but this time I have to change to another one. I think Aunt Wang's house in the front building is good." Chu Jing kindly reminded Lin Shen.

Lin Shen put away his pen, turned his head to look at Chu Jing's eyes, and looked confident. "Don't worry, brother won't starve you to death."

After returning home, Chu Jing stared at the back of Lin Shen cooking instant noodles in a pot, feeling a little headache.

It turns out that this little kid can't even cook.