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In the past 18 years of his life, Qi Jiu has never tried to do anything with all his strength.

When he shifted the focus of his life to study for the first time, he actually didn't quite know where he could go all the way.

He is pragmatic and has been pursuing the just-right result for a long time, but now seeing Lin Ran desperately, he suddenly changed his mind.

He has to become good enough, good enough to be worthy of all that Lin Ran has given, good enough to be able to take Lin Ran into his arms firmly.

Can hug for a lifetime.

Lin Ran didn't know if she was aware of his thoughts, and she didn't return to No. [-] Middle School until after the short Spring Festival holiday.

The portrait seems to be a lot more honest, especially when Qi Jiu was preparing for the exam, he stayed up late and woke up early every day with Qi Jiu.

Sometimes in order to create an excellent learning environment for her boyfriend, Lin Ran even wanted to seal Ba Huang's mouth that would bark when he was excited.

Once the days enter a flat and stable state, the calendar cards are easy to turn over quickly.

The temperature is rising day by day, and the days are also lengthening day by day.

The [-]-day countdown to entering the college entrance examination in the third grade of the [-]th middle school, the school specially installed a countdown board for each class, and hung it on the most conspicuous position when entering the door.

Apart from that, the Fourteenth Middle School did not take any actions related to the college entrance examination.

On the contrary, Luo Chun pays great attention to mobilizing students' fighting spirit. Every Wednesday morning, the last class meeting is used to make inspirational chicken soup.

"I'll send each of you a piece of paper..." Luo Chun stood on the podium, tiptoeing as usual, "You write on it your expectations for the future, what school you want to study or what kind of job you want to find ..."

"Sister Chun, can you write whatever you want?" Sun Yu was the first to raise his hand to ask.

"Well, you can write whatever you like..." Luo Chun pondered for a while, his brow wrinkled into wifi, "But don't write me about picking up girls and getting rich overnight! Don't write about things that are too unrealistic!"

"Hey, what's the point? Isn't writing this just for lust?" Sun Yu said loudly.

Everyone below laughed softly, but was quickly silenced by Luo Chun's fierce eyes.

The long strip of white paper was passed from the first row to the back, and when it reached Qi Jiu, there was only one left.

"Tear it in half." Lin Ran stretched out his hand.

"En." Qi Jiu tore the paper in half and handed it to Lin Ran.

He didn't understand what kind of new chicken soup Luo Chun was going to cook today, but everyone in the class seemed to enjoy this kind of obscene game. After a while, there was only the sound of pens falling on paper in the classroom. Even the exams are not as serious as they are now.

Qi Jiu touched the pen and did not hesitate when he wrote it.

"Hey, it's all written, right?" Luo Chun put his hands behind his back, "When you've finished writing, pick up the paper and have a look—"

There are not many people in the class, and most of them are checking and sharing the wonderful content written by the people around them.

"I've seen enough, right? I've seen enough, so I... tore it up." Luo Chun said suddenly.

"Fuck me?" There was an immediate reaction from the bottom of the head, "Sister Ganqingchun boiled a pot of poisonous chicken soup today?"

"Tear it all up, and then listen to me." Luo Chun insisted.

The students in Class Nine were all a little dumbfounded. Some people shouted "Goodbye, shit dream", and began to tear the paper happily.

Qi Jiu glanced at the words on the paper, but he didn't move, and turned his head to find that Lin Ran didn't move either.

Luo Chun saw that the paper below was almost torn, and then raised his head like a leader: "I know you are very impetuous now, and now we have 66 days left before the exam, this time is not short, nor long long."

There was no sound below, Qi Jiu saw Lin Ran push the note in front of him.

"Qi Jiu", his name is written on it.

"It's good that you have ideas about the future. But in the past sixty days, I hope you can put aside these distracting thoughts and do your best to do the best you can..." Luo Chun said.

Qi Jiu pushed his piece of paper over, and it happened to be Lin Ran's name written on it.

"Fuck," Lin Ran laughed, and whispered, "It seems that this classmate has a lot of unspeakable thoughts about me."

"Let's be more or less the same." Qi Jiu said.

Luo Chun's ideological education is still going on, but the two of them have already started to desert.

"Wait a minute." Lin Ran put the two pieces of paper together, and then reached out to touch the tape in Qi Jiu's drawer.

"What are you doing?" Qi Jiu watched as he glued the notes back together seamlessly.

"See," Lin Ran pointed to their names, "This is the future."

"Hey," Qi Jiu couldn't hold back, and laughed, "How can you be so romantic."

Qi Jiu was quite skeptical sometimes, which might be the reason why Lin Ran was able to blow out [-] words in his essays casually.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Luo Chun's long speech was not over yet, and it dragged on for nearly 15 minutes.

"All in all, do your best in everything, and the result will come naturally." Luo Chun finally said something meant to sum it up, and everyone applauded enthusiastically for the end of school.

Luo Chun had no choice but to call out the get out of class. The students in the class scattered like birds and beasts, and there were only a few people left in the classroom.

Qi Jiu and Lin Ran were not in a hurry to leave. These days, in order to save review time, they are used to going to the back door street for lunch.

"Master Jiu, why don't you go home and eat today." Lin Ran said.

"Alright," Qi Jiu subconsciously agreed, and looked back at him, "Are you sleepy?"

When he was studying, Lin Ran liked to be by his side even if he was not studying.Since Qi Jiu removed the nap time, Lin Ran also lost the habit of napping.

Although Lin Ran seemed to be quite energetic at other times except for class time, Qi Jiu was still worried that Lin Ran didn't get enough sleep every day.

"No, I don't think it's healthy to eat out all the time." Lin Ran said.

"Yeah, that's right." Qi Jiu took out a few papers from the drawer and stuffed them into his schoolbag, "There are still vegetables in the refrigerator at home, I'll go back and cook."

"I don't need you," Lin Ran walked out of the classroom with him, "I've thought about it, from today onwards, Brother Lin will take care of your meals."

Qi Jiu was taken aback, quite surprised, "You want to cook for me?"

"Ah, during the two weeks I didn't go to school, I practiced a few dishes." Lin Ran rubbed his nose.

"After heating the pan, put the oil first." Qi Jiu looked at him.

"Hey, I fucking know," Lin Ran said, "Didn't you still drink the porridge I made when you were sick?"

"I didn't remember it until you mentioned it. It was the first time I drank cooked porridge." Qi Jiu said, "Did you secretly add water to it later in order to make up for the mistake?"

"Hey," Lin Ran didn't panic when he heard the words, but showed a modest smile, "It seems that the water is too much, and you eat it."

"Oh." Qi Jiu replied, "Then exchange less next time?"

"Well, try a few more times and it will work." Lin Rante said sincerely.

"Hey Brother Lin," Qi Jiu looked at him, "Why do I feel scared all of a sudden?"

The food produced through this cooking method does not sound like the average stomach can bear it.

"Don't be afraid," Lin Ran said, "Brother Lin is a creative person, you have to have confidence in him."

After the two arrived home, Lin Ran went directly to work in the kitchen and asked Qi Jiu to go to the room first to learn.

Qi Jiu used to be a person who was easy to concentrate. Today, he held his pen and felt it for a long time. He didn't start to write until he confirmed that the smell of edible food was wafting from outside.

The inscription was written smoothly, and the environment where he could smell the egg drop soup and hear the range hood gave him an inexplicable sense of stability.

When Lin Ran knocked on the door, he had just finished half of the paper.

"Wait a minute," Qi Jiu replied, "I'll come as soon as I finish writing here."

"Okay, how far are you?" Lin Ran opened the door and came in.

"Not much, 10 minutes." Qi Jiu didn't look up, "Why don't you eat first?"

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Lin Ran sat on a stool beside him, "Did you bring your composition text?"

"In the schoolbag." Qi Jiu said.

Lin Ran reached for it and turned to the newer pages.

This composition text is not for real writing, but for Qi Jiu to practice reviewing questions.

It was full of questions that Lin Ran had found for him, and he ordered a thick book by category. Qi Jiu read five questions every day, and wrote ideas and outlines under the questions. Lin Ran helped to read them afterwards.

As a big project that is incompatible with Qi Jiuxueba, Chinese composition has always been in urgent need of key rectification.

In the first week of the rectification, Qi Jiu's composition was simply the source of happiness for Lin Ran.

However, for the sake of Xueba's boyfriend's mental health, Lin Ran had to secretly have fun behind his back.

"Jiuye," Lin Ran held his composition text and took a few glances, "I found that your progress is quite remarkable..."

Qi Jiu only raised his eyes to look at him, then continued to do the questions, and found Lin Ran staring at him after a while.

"Why are you looking at me?" Qi Jiu still didn't look up.

"No," Lin Ran looked at him and smiled maliciously, "I'm just hungry."

Just by feeling that look from the corner of his eye, he felt like a wolf had entered the house.

Qi Jiu coughed twice calmly, wrote a few more lines and then put down the pen, "Okay, let's eat."

"So fast? Isn't it 10 minutes?" Lin Ran asked.

"It's over early, so you won't have to wait." Qi Jiu stood up, glanced at him, and smiled.

"Then let's eat first—" Lin Ran threw down the composition text, turned it up and hugged him as a kiss.

He stretched out his hand near the waist of Qi Jiu's trousers, and with all his strength, he pulled it directly to his knees.

Qi Jiu didn't expect to come up to the highway, and there was no traffic jam.

Lin Ran kissed him as if he hadn't eaten for several years, and he didn't let go.After finally being out of breath, she let go and kissed his neck again.

Qi Jiu felt that the heat of his whole body was gathered between his legs, and he stretched out his hand to pull Lin Ran's arm, and pressed him hard against the desk.

"Are you hungry?" Qi Jiu supported him with one hand, and freed his other hand to untie his belt.

Lin Ran hooked the corner of his mouth, revealing a hooligan smile.

"I am starving."

Facts have proved that Lin Ran lives a serious and strategic life.

Especially when Qi Jiu found out that he put all the dishes in the pot and covered them beforehand.

It was still hot when it came out, Lin Ran poured cat food for Liuhua, patted the table proudly, "Let's serve dinner."

Bahuang usually didn't go home at noon, and when Liuhua couldn't find it, he refused to eat it on the ground. Qi Jiu had no choice but to reach out and fish the cat onto the coffee table.

There were two dishes and one soup on the table, and at a glance, it was full of eggs.

Ham diced steamed eggs, tomato scrambled eggs, seaweed egg drop soup.

"Whole egg feast?" Qi Jiusheng sat down with a good meal.

"Well," Lin Ran scooped up water eggs for himself, "Although my cooking skills are limited now, I can still cook boiled eggs."

"It's pretty good." Qi Jiu didn't dislike it, and took a spoon to scoop up some scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Just by looking at the appearance, I know that it is impossible to be delicious, but I don't know if it is because of the mental and physical activities that have just gone through.

"Are you still coming?" Lin Ran stretched out his hand towards him.

"Well, I'll do it myself." Qi Jiu got up and went to the kitchen to serve the meal.

The exhaust fan in the kitchen was forgotten to be turned off, and the sunlight seeped in through the gap of the exhaust fan, engulfing the light and heat of the noon at the end of March.

Qi Jiu felt a little warm all over his body, and yawned involuntarily.

When Lin Ran came out of the kitchen with a good meal, he was looking down at his mobile phone, and put down his chopsticks when he looked up at him.

"Jiuye!" Lin Ran flipped up and pushed the phone in front of him, "I'm out of school for the exam."

"What, is it over?" Qi Jiu put down the bowl and took over the phone.

Although Lin Ran already knew the result by looking at Lin Ran's expression, he was really excited when he actually saw the score.

Looking at the long list of public announcements, there is no need to look for it at all, Lin Ran's name is at the beginning.

Choreography, 93.6.

"Fuck me?" Qi Jiu couldn't control his laugh, "Are you No.1?"

"Ah," Lin Ran looked at him, "Am I crazy?"

Qi Jiu didn't know that he could be so happy, his heart was beating like it was going to pop out of his chest.

"Brother Lin is so awesome," Qi Jiu stretched out his arms to hug him, "You are the most awesome in the universe."

The author has something to say: I want to go back and delete the words, but I found that the flags I set in the words have never been realized.

The National Day is really too busy, going out all day early and late, so the end has been postponed (╥╯^╰╥)

There is still a short paragraph, the next chapter of the college entrance examination, thank you to the angel who has been reading the article

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