serious about love

The room was very quiet.

Yanhao's heart beats fast.

Jiang Muxing sat back on the chair, leaned back a little and leaned on the back of the chair: "It's all over, how far can you go?"

There seemed to be a thread in Jiang Muxing's hand in Yan Hao's mind. When the thread was pulled, his train of thought followed suit: "Five names?"

Jiang Muxing remained silent.

Yan Hao tentatively changed the ranking: "Ten?"

Jiang Muxing remained silent.

Yan Hao's throat and eyes were dry, and the voice that came out of his mouth sounded a little unreal: "Twenty?"

Jiang Muxing tapped the armrest of the chair a few times: "Double."

Yan Hao's face immediately changed: "Impossible."

"There are 64 students in the class. My ranking is very stable. No. 60 is the second, and the third from the bottom. If you want me to advance to forty, it is impossible to go directly from the bottom to the top of the middle."

Moreover, there are a total of [-] classes in No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-], five of which are liberal arts classes, and the remaining twelve are all science classes.

Among the twelve classes, class 123 is a key science class.

The banquet will be in Class 1.

Everyone admitted in the class was a top student in junior high school, and was worshiped by others. The competition among them was very strong, and it was very difficult to advance to one place, otherwise he would not be the third last in ten thousand years.

Jiang Muxing's eyebrows were slightly raised: "When I come over next Saturday, I will draw the key points of each subject for you. When the final grade list is posted on the wall, I hope to see you in the top [-] of the class."

Yan Hao was about to go crazy: "Squad leader, I bought into No. [-] Middle School."

Jiang Muxing said lightly: "That's why I only let you enter the top [-] in the class."

"I'm the third from the bottom of the class now." Yan Hao scratched his ear, repeated and emphasized, "The third from the bottom."

A few seconds later, he heard Jiang Muxing say, "Panicked?"

Yanhao thought for a moment that Jiang Muxing was laughing. He glanced over from the corner of his eye and found that he was just confused.

Because Jiang Muxing was the same as usual, with the corners of his lips pressed, very serious and cold.

Yan Hao nodded: "Yes, I'm in a panic."

Jiang Muxing glanced at him: "You want me to highlight the key points for you, but you don't believe me."

"I believe!"

Yan Hao hurriedly explained something, paused for a few moments, and said with a chuckle, "Squad leader, you have always been the first in the grade, and you have never fallen. I am the bottom of the class. If you don't believe me, you will be an idiot." ?”

Jiang Muxing didn't take his eyes off his face: "Then why are you panicking?"

"I panic because there are only [-] days until the end of the semester. With my study efficiency, the time will be very tight."

Yan Hao subconsciously bit her index finger, her teeth grinding her white joints.

"boom--"

The pen on the table was dropped by Jiang Muxing.

The sound made Yan Hao's nerve endings tremble, and his attention was shifted immediately. The anxiety in his heart dissipated a little, and he let go of the index finger joint that was about to be bitten and bleed.

Jiang Muxing picked up the gel pen at his feet: "I usually just flip through the textbook before the exam, and I don't deliberately mark the key points to review, otherwise I can give it to you now."

Yan Hao felt that his IQ was being crushed.

After a minute or two of silence, Jiang Muxing said, "The day after tomorrow."

Yan Hao looked up in disbelief.

Jiang Muxing turned the cap of his pen: "During the lunch break at noon the day after tomorrow, come and find me at my seat."

Yan Hao's eyelids trembled slightly. What I want is not just the focus of mathematics, but each subject. How can I mark it out in just one day?Jiang Muxing still has to attend classes, which will definitely affect his study plan.

"I'm not in a hurry, it's better next Saturday."

Jiang Muxing put the pen into his schoolbag: "The day after tomorrow."

Yan Hao looked at him while he was smoothing his bangs, and saw that he was frowning, so he swallowed the words that came to his lips, thought for a while and said: "Then come to my place when the time comes, there are people sleeping in the class during the lunch break , it is not convenient to discuss."

Jiang Muxing: "OK."

Yan Hao's thoughts were flying wildly, one was about how to fight for the next twenty days, and the other was that he could be with him next week without having to wait until Saturday and Sunday.

"Tomorrow is Monday, the morning self-study is English, don't be late, and besides," Jiang Muxing stood up, "Mathematics homework is due."

Yan Hao glanced at the math paper on the left, and his eyelids twitched.

"Don't think you can't do it without trying."

Jiang Muxing said, "Some things seem difficult, but in fact, as long as you take a step forward, you will find..."

His voice suddenly stopped, he lowered his head and rubbed the calluses in his palm, and fell silent.

Yan looked at him puzzled.

Jiang Muxing did not continue, but started another topic: "I will supervise you before the end of the term."

"The premise is that you are willing to learn."

Yan Hao looked at the sailboat model on the table: "If I can advance to forty by the end of the semester, I will invite the monitor to go to the beach to play."

Jiang Muxing put his schoolbag on his back and walked out of the room: "We'll talk after the exam."

Yan Hao was so excited that he couldn't control himself and shouted: "Squad leader, please give me a tutor in your third year of high school."

Jiang Muxing waved his hand.

Yan Hao looked at his back with blazing eyes: "Is it because you don't want to, or say goodbye to me and see you tomorrow?"

Jiang Muxing didn't look back: "Remember to do your homework, I will check it tomorrow."

Then the door opened and closed, and the apartment was empty.

Yan Hao sat on the chair Jiang Muxing had sat on, lay on the table he had touched, buried his face in his arms, and murmured softly in response to the gesture: "See you tomorrow."

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In the middle of the night, Yanhao finished all his homework, lay down on the bed and was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly remembered that Jiang Muxing actually agreed to his greedy and excessive thoughts.

After a while, Yan Hao lost his sleepiness. He reached for his phone, read the chat history, and went through the text messages.

Read word by word silently.

Finally edited a text message: I like you so much.

Put it in the draft box.

Yanhao thinks with heavy love, if he can really improve his grades by the end of the semester this time, and ask Jiang Muxing to make up lessons for him in the third year of high school, and try his best, maybe he will be able to pass the Jianghuai exam. Next to Muxing's school.

Of course, it is best to be able to confess successfully during the period.

Then they can talk in college, which is more beautiful than in a dream.

Yan Hao didn't know if he fell asleep afterwards, but when he arrived in the classroom in the morning, he was not dizzy at all, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, he was extremely excited.

Yang Cong arrived with Xia Shui.

Xia Shui came back from vacation, thinner and darker, like small briquettes, making her teeth extremely white, so she can go to endorse toothpaste commercials.

Before Yan Hao could say hello, Xia Shui let out a ghostly cry: "Damn it, what happened to your arm?"

It was already early self-study, chirping and humming words, Xia Shui's voice only attracted the attention of a small group of people.

Nevertheless, the volatility is still not small.

Yan Hao was very white, and the small blisters on his arms were very eye-catching, which seemed a bit shocking.

Everyone around asked him what he was scalding, boiling water or oil.

Curiosity was satisfied, and they discussed how to get burned back and forth.

"Aloe vera", "toothpaste", "soy sauce", "Jingwanhong ointment" and so on, after a discussion, we will memorize each word.

The little episode passed quickly.

Seeing Xia Shui wrinkling her thin eyebrows and looking at it again and again, Yanhao pointed at the blisters: "It's disgusting?"

"That's not true." Xia Shui thought about adjectives, "That's right, how do you say it, onion, how do you say it?"

Yang Cong tilted his neck and pulled the desk pocket: "It's uncomfortable."

"Yes, it's uncomfortable!" Xia Shui sighed, "Xiao Hao, your arms are so white and smooth, these small blisters make me feel so uncomfortable, I want to pick them off."

Yang Cong picked up a stack of books from the desk pocket: "Miss, you have to control your black claws, blisters are easy to get infected, especially in this hot weather."

Xia Shui rolled his eyes: "That's what I said."

Yang Cong sneered: "You may be mentally retarded."

Xia Shui made a gesture to slap him, turned his face and asked Yan Hao: "Aren't you going to stop me?"

Yan Hao was looking at his phone: "Don't stop me, you can do whatever you want."

Xia Shui: "..."

Yang Cong: "..."

Xia Shui looked at Yang Cong gloatingly: Xiao Congzi, have you fallen out of favor?

Yang Cong: Hehe.

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