Reborn Desire

Some are convinced, some are admired, and naturally some are unaccustomed to it.

Men always have to be humble to women. Although this does not exist in Cheng'an's dictionary, there are many people who are not used to it.

A young man with a tender face stepped forward and said, "The tenth middle school does not allow outsiders to enter, how did you get in?"

Cheng'an laughed and said, "Of course you are students of Tenth Middle School, otherwise how would you get in?"

Ling Chengmu almost clapped his hands and applauded. Such an answer is really not easy for Cheng'an, and such a lazy attitude really has the air of a prince.

The boy stopped and said, "If you are a student of Tenth Middle School, you can tell at a glance."

Cheng'an smiled and said: "Then it doesn't look like it?"

The boy said: "Of course not."

Cheng An raised his head, leaned back against the chair, and said, "What if it is true?"

The Fan of the Crown Prince of Gyeonggi is perfectly interpreted by Cheng An. Although the little devil is sometimes out of tune, he has a good momentum.

The young man recruited, and he looked like a young man of about the same age.

Cheng'an raised his eyebrows, seeing the young man under him, he also waved, the driver of course had to go forward bravely, bowed respectfully and said: "Cheng Shao."

The young man frowned and said, "Go and check if there is this in Ten High School. If there is, forget it. If not, let him go."

"Okay, President." The little follower nodded and went to work.

Cheng'an coughed and said, "Now go and get a tenth middle school student certificate."

The driver said with a bitter face, "Who should I ask for this?"

Cheng An said: "Of course it's the principal."

Mr. Driver said: "The principal needs to go through the review of the Education Bureau for students to enter the school, and it will take at least three days."

It is safe and hopeful.

Ling Chengmu said: "There's no need, we won't leave unless we leave."

Cheng'an's eyes lit up, and he said, "Ling Chengmu, you're right, even if we're not students in No. [-] Middle School, they don't have the right to expel us."

Ling Chengmu looked at the little devil's adoring appearance, his heart moved, and he patted the other's head.

The boy next to him felt that these visitors were not kind, and there was no need to offend the girl just now. Since the other party said that he was a freshman in September, his grades must be very good, otherwise he would not be so sure that the admission letter was not issued. Sometimes he dared to claim that he was in the top ten.

The young man didn't know, Ling Shengmu was recommended, so he dared to speak big words, Cheng'an was thick-skinned and didn't pass the exam, it didn't matter, besides, his father was in charge, so he could always go to the tenth high school.

The boy changed his mind and said, "You two were also classmates before?"

Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude changed slightly, Cheng An replied: "Yes, we are Fa Xiao."

Cheng'an and Ling Chengmu were a little reluctant when they were young, but the relationship between family members is also reasonable. Ling Shengmu was very happy that Cheng'an said so, and nodded accordingly.

The young man continued: "It's not easy, and I'm still young, but it's a pity that he's in the No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools in Gyeonggi."

Gyeonggi No. [-] Middle School is also a good high school in Gyeonggi, a little worse than No. [-] Middle School.

Cheng'an nodded and said, "Because Ling Shengmu is escorted."

Ling Shengmu?The young man murmured the name in his heart, and said with a smile on his face, "Guaranteed? What a coincidence, he was also recommended as a student back then. This Ling...Ling student, where is he from?"

Ling Chengmu said: "It's a local, grew up in the province."

The young man smiled and said: "The province is not bad. The former secretary Chengning who said the province will be promoted to the city is a rare good official."

This is a test?

The driver, Cheng'an, and Ling Shengmu looked at each other, and they all felt it in unison.

Ling Shengmu nodded and said, "Secretary Cheng is a rare good official who wholeheartedly serves the people."

The teenager smiled in agreement.

At this time, the little follower came back and said to the boy, "I checked all the photos of the students, and there are no three of them."

The boy focused his eyes and looked at the three.

Cheng'an said, "How many students are there in the tenth middle school?"

The boy replied: "More than one hundred thousand."

Cheng'an was puzzled: "Then how can he recognize that the three of you are not the hundred thousand miles?"

The little follower smiled, touched Yuanyuan's head, and replied, "I have a good memory."

Cheng An narrowed his eyes: "I don't believe it."

The little follower said: "Then let's compare."

Cheng'an nodded briskly and said: "Yes, let's compare." The conversation changed, pointing to Ling Shengmu and saying: "Send him to compare."

The little follower nodded indifferently.

Cheng'an whispered to Ling Chengmu: "If you can't win, just laugh."

Ling Shengmu grabbed Cheng'an's hand and said, "If you win, let me give you a kiss."

Cheng An rolled his eyes and said, "We'll talk after we win."

In fact, it is a very common thing to get fighting spirit in Gyeonggi, so it is also very common here for the little follower to test memory, so he will explain the rules of the game.

"Let's use this Chinese book to find a text. Let's first select a word, and then find this word in another text. When looking for this word within 1 minute, you need to read it aloud from the beginning. Come out, because the memory of the sound can interfere with the memory, if the word is found by both parties, then continue to let others choose two words, and the game can only continue after finding both words.” The little follower scooped out a thick book. language documents.

Ling Chengmu deliberately glanced at Cheng'an, and said, "An'an, this is very suitable for playing."

Cheng An raised his head and said, "Let's talk after losing."

Ling Chengmu chuckled, and said to his little follower, "Then let's start now."

The little follower nodded and said, "Let them take turns to draw a word." Then he handed the book to the boy beside him.

The young man casually turned a page and said, "Prison."

Is this tricky or unintentional?Ling Shengmu chose a short text, and the little follower chose a poem.

It may be that the level of familiarity with the text is different, so the little follower found the word "隆" faster than Ling Shengmu.

After the first hand, Ling Shengmu has mastered the basics of the memory game. This time, Cheng'an and Mr. Driver need to draw a word each, Cheng'an draws 'Ying', and Mr. Driver draws 'Ming'.

Ling Chengmu read ten lines at a glance, and he read it quickly, and found the word Ying very quickly.

The little follower found it later, and lamented that Ling Shengmu's ability to adapt to the game is very fast. Even so, it was only easy before, and the more words there are, the more difficult it becomes.

There was no pause during the search for two characters, and Ling Shengmu continued to search for the second character——Ming. This time, he slowed down, and the little follower followed the same level of familiarity with the text as before. Find out at a constant speed.

Cheng'an raised his eyebrows, and now he can see that both of them have excellent memory, and Ling Shengmu, who is not familiar with Chinese documents, is even better.

This time, there are three words. The little follower and Ling Shengmu need to remember these three words when they see them. When reading the text aloud, they may be confused by similar words, so this is the most test of memory. one off.

"... Ting."

"... Ting."

"... Rong."

"... Rong."

"... Tangerine."

"... Tangerine."

A person with mediocre memory will definitely have a headache if he plays such a game, and he will not be able to stick to it.But the little follower and Ling Shengmu both have fast and profound brain changes, which are very suitable for this kind of game. Although playing games is actually to exercise each other's brain development.

"This time there are 5 words in total, which was recorded by Xiaomeng last time." The boy said, he looked at Ling Chengmu: "You don't need to continue the competition, because your memory is definitely not worse than Xiaomeng's."

Ling Shengmu raised his eyebrows and said, "Continue."

The boy's hand holding the book paused slightly, and after a little hesitation, he said, "Okay."

In fact, he doesn't want them to compete anymore, because no matter what the final result is, he can't make him optimistic. This Ling Chengmu is very skillful and can hold his breath. This kind of game is very good at playing, entering the role soon.Although he is introverted, it is also the characteristic of the other party to bite and hold on.

Game continues.

This time it was five words, and it was obviously a little slow when reading the text twice, but it was still able to respond quickly.

Mr. Driver squeezed the time, couldn't help wiping off his sweat and said, "57 seconds, the winner will be determined at the next turn."

Cheng'an said: "Ling Shengmu will definitely win."

Mr. Driver didn't think so. Although Young Master Ling might win, the little follower was obviously very proficient in Chinese books and games. In this way, two is only five or five, and it is not certain who wins or loses.

Cheng'an looked confident, nodded slightly to Ling Chengmu who was looking back at him, and gave a bright smile.

……

When it reached seven characters, the atmosphere gradually became tense. The boy clenched his fists and looked at the little follower.

Ling Shengmu read the last word, and the little follower stopped.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment. Afterwards, the young man stood up and said with a smile, "Xiaomeng's record has been broken. To celebrate the tenth high school's new talents, I will pay for all my consumption today."

Cheng An was thoughtful, looking at the record-breaking face of the little follower, as if a chrysanthemum was bursting, this young man's face changed in a second, from disappointment to modest attitude, polite, and he could even say treats, Such a city looks like it was cultivated from a small environment.

Cheng'an withdrew his gaze and looked at Ling Shengmu with a slightly appreciative jaw.

Ling Chengmu leaned over and said, "An'an, is Xiang one?"

Cheng An said disgustedly: "Go away."

Ling Shengmu comforted him, "I'm just kidding, I want to go back and kiss."

Mr. Driver prided himself on being thick-skinned, but he couldn't help being naked like this, and turned his head not to look at the two young masters.

Cheng An covers his face, which big dog is wagging its tail?Where did the gentle and considerate Ling Shengmu go?

Seeing the close relationship between the two, the young man couldn't help but smile and said: "It's really childhood sweethearts, and they seem to have a good relationship."

Cheng An nodded perfunctorily, sipping on the tea in the cup.

Although Ling Chengmu was good at sociability, the young man didn't change his face like this, and the city's extremely deep-rooted people didn't like close friendships, so they chatted briefly, and then became silent.

Until the famous young master Xue appeared.

The author has something to say: I have been in a state of heartache recently...

Not to mention anything else, please let us pray for the safety of Ya'an and Sichuan.