As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

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In the evening, after returning to the Lord’s house.

"This is the room you will live in from now on. It's in a hurry and hasn't been tidied up very well." Yun Jin looked at the younger brother who had been hugged wrong since he was a child, and said, "If there is anything you need, just tell us, and we will satisfy you."

It's strange, this kid who just came back doesn't seem to be at all curious about mansions...

There is no feeling of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden at all, but the young man seems to belong to the castle by nature.

"Okay." The silver-haired boy replied.

Yun Jin nodded, just wanted to say something, but didn't know how to speak, so he just nodded and left the room.

He walked out of the room that had been tidied up, and gently closed the door.

After all, it was the first time they met, and he didn't know how to get along with this younger brother.

He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed the space between his brows sleepily.

Hope all is well.

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the next morning.

The whole family sat neatly at the dining table, with a delicate and nutritious breakfast in front of them.

"Chebao," Uncle Yun smiled, and looked at the silver-haired boy with pity in his eyes, "I will treat this as my own home from now on, and tell Dad anything I want, and Dad will buy it for you."

He looked at Yun Che who also had white hair: "Xiao Che, no matter what, you will always be a part of our family."

"As long as you meet, it is fate. Everyone should get along well."

"Hmm." The two replied at the same time.

After a while, Ye Qing seemed to suddenly remember something, and gently put down the chopsticks in her hand, "By the way, Chebao,"

Qian Yuche's complexion did not change, and after many rounds of baptism, he was able to calmly accept this weird title: "What's wrong?"

"Well, I thought about it, discussed it with your father, and decided to let you go to Yunheng High School."

After all, Yunheng High School is self-funded, even if Chebao's foundation is weaker, he can find someone to tutor him, which is more convenient.

In fact, she didn't have much expectation for the teenager's study, after all, that's what it showed in the information.

If the teaching level in that place is not very good, it will indeed be more difficult to come here.

But as a mother, she still hopes that her child can learn more. Even if the Yun family can afford him, she also wants the boy to have skills and not be stabbed in the back.

She hopes that the boy will live a safe, happy and free life.

When Qian Yuche heard the woman said that she wanted him to go to high school, she was obviously taken aback.

high school?what is that?

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He used to go to the library to figure it out by himself, and did it in the laboratory by himself, and joined a few seniors under the tutelage of a big coffee.

After all, you can really learn a lot by following that big guy.

But when the boy touched the eyes of the actress, he swallowed the words of rejection.

Forget it.

He has been confused by the miraculous plot for the past few days, and his mind is not working well.

So he accidentally agreed.

Yes, it is like that.

Just be that what, experience youth?

The boy found a reason for himself that was not a reason, and then nodded with peace of mind.

In short, it was not because of the love and care of the actress that she agreed.

How can he be easily touched by a sinner who can be shot a hundred and eight times in this country for what he has done?

Oh, and the object of this maternal love is not him.

It's just this identity.

Ye Qing, who was on the opposite side, looked at the boy's sinking feeling for an instant, and felt a little flustered for some reason: "Chebao, if you really don't want to go, mom can also invite the teacher to come to your house for you. Don't worry."

"Huh? It's okay, I can do it." The silver-haired boy smiled, and pointed to Yunmin who was buried in the porridge, "With him?"

Yunmin raised his head suddenly, choked on the porridge: "Ahem—yes, you're with me."

Who made him study for a year in order to chase his e-sports dream, and now he is one level lower than Yun Che, who is obviously the same age as him.

At the age of 19, Yun Che is already a freshman, and he is still struggling in the sea of ​​suffering in his third year of high school.

Gee.

"By the way," Yunmin wiped his mouth, was about to continue drinking porridge, and then asked curiously as if he suddenly remembered something, "How do you know I'm still in the third year of high school?"

After all, he and Yun Che had always been twin brothers before this incident was discovered, so shouldn't he be automatically classified as a college student? ?

Qian Yuche was a little dazed.

"what?"

Just, I can see it.

Isn't this something that can be seen at a glance?Still need to ask? ?

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Yun Che didn't care about it: "Didn't the media report on this matter at the time? I guess you have read the reports."

Yunmin thought for a while, and suddenly said: "That's right."

Qian Yuche: ...

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However, the boy didn't know that this out of place daze would reach its peak after he arrived at the high school campus.

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"Have you heard? Our class is going to transfer a super invincible and handsome guy!" Sheng Yang howled in his seat.

"Really?" For a moment, the students in the class more or less turned their attention, and the girls were especially curious, "Shengzi, where did you hear the rumor again?? Last time I also said mysteriously that I heard from Lao Xu that there was absolutely no quiz in the near future, and it turned out that he was holding back a big one, and there was a competition exam..."

The boy named Sheng Zi shook his head again and again: "Farewell, fidelity! This time it's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, just watch it later."

Ignoring the hustle and bustle here, in the back row of the classroom, a boy with outstanding eyebrows and eyes but exuding an "not to be messed with" aura was lying on the table and covered his ears a little annoyed.

very noisy.

What happened again?

Gu Beiyu closed his eyes, trying to ignore the noise around him.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

As the class bell rang.

Their head teacher, Old Xu, walked in.

There is a young man by his side.

"Hi everyone, I am Yun Che." The simple words fell.

It was rare for Qian Yuche to think seriously.

Is it okay to say this?

After all, there was no chance for him to introduce himself before.

He looked at the astonishing eyes of the people below, and felt a little strange.

Is this a normal campus?

So--

"Please give me more advice."

"Welcome Yun Che to join our class! In Class 50, you will definitely feel the warmth of spring!" Old Xu, who is estimated to be almost [-] years old, said with a smile, "As for the seat... Let me see."

"Just sit next to that kid Gu Beiyu!" Old Xu nodded, and skillfully threw a piece of chalk over there, "You boy! You're still lying on your stomach after class!"

Really hard wings.

The boy who was hit by the chalk got up lazily, and replied lazily: "I see, old Xu—"

When he saw the faces of the people standing on the podium clearly, Brother Ba Yu was stunned for a moment on the campus where the sun is shining every day.

There is no other reason, but it is too outstanding and too good-looking.

The long silver hair that looks extremely soft and natural is tied high behind the head by a belt, and the flawless facial features are unobstructed. Every part is uncanny and natural, and the gray-blue eyes seem to attract people. Go in, never come out again.

Seeing the young man walking in this direction, Gu Beiyu felt that he didn't know what to say for the first time.

He just said stupidly when the boy sat down, "Same table?"

A few students watching here silently from the side: Hiss——

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Brother Yu, you collapsed and set up Brother Yu! !

You are a school bully, not a fool! !

With such a big brother's face and making such an expression dabaa!

Qian Yuche took a little look at this person.

In the plot of [Book], there are very few descriptions about this school, after all, Yun Che had already gone to the university when the main story unfolded.

So, does that mean...

Being bound by the plot here is equivalent to nothing?

He smiled slightly at his new deskmate.

After all, he is also a young master, so maybe he will have a chance to use it in the future.

He casually looked around the classroom.

Well, except for the boy with black-rimmed glasses on the far right, most of the others seem to be within the normal range and have not been demoted.

However, this situation seems to be limited to this class.I don't know why there are still many people who have been demoted in other classes.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have done the miraculous things in the plot.

He glanced at the deskmate next to him again, thoughtful.

Could it be because the person beside him can be regarded as an important supporting role?

"Student Yun Che," Old Xu gently tapped the blackboard, "Please answer this question. Let me get a feel for your foundation."

This is a somewhat difficult question, and the content of the test is very comprehensive.

It is said that the child's situation is a bit special, so he should find out first.

Qian Yuche recovered from his own thoughts, divided the writing and noticed the questions displayed on the ppt.

"……Um?"

He looked at Lao Xu blankly.

"Is this a question?"

Old Xu nodded.

The look of the young man with "I don't understand what you're talking about" written all over his body made Old Xu feel a little worried.

This question is only in the upper middle class...

Not at all, no idea at all, right? ? ?

If you don't even think about this, your academic performance is no ordinary suspense...

However, in fact, the object of the boy's confusion is completely different from what Lao Xu imagined.

This is... high school? ? ?

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He was silent.

They are all eighteen or nineteen years old.

So, is it still at this stage...?

He was better than this when he was five or six years old.

Isn't it obvious that the answer can be seen at a glance?

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hour.

The silver-haired boy who was still a small white ball was holding a book about "real variable function" and chewing on it.

"Tsk, how did you learn this?" A little boy who looked much older than him stroked his black hair and snorted softly, "I learned this a year earlier than you."

So, come and ask me!

The little black-haired boy waited for the adoring gaze of Xiao Baituanzi.

however.

"Oh." Qian Yuche turned around, leaving an indifferent back, "And then?"

The black-haired boy puffed his cheeks a little depressed: "Really, Asaha."

"Why are you so indifferent to me?"

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Back to the present.

Qian Yuche looked at the questions displayed on the screen with complicated eyes.

So, is this the level of normal human IQ?

Be

No, it's a little unexpectedly low...?

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