Jiang Ren started to recite the mantra like chicken blood when he went back tonight.

The modern poems in the previous ones are fine. He stayed up all night and finally finished memorizing them. From the beginning of the classical Chinese, he knew that they were broken. Those who were difficult to pronounce are numb.

Fortunately, Meng Ting's book had difficult pronunciations, and he recited it over and over again, and there would always be a day for a smooth speech.

He also carries during the day.

The teacher was talking in class, and he was in a slight look in his seat with his thin lips moving slightly.

He Junming leaned over and heard a vague sentence: "There are mountains and steep mountains, lush forests and bamboos here, and there are clear streams and turbulent flows, reflecting the left and right..."

He Junming: "..." Brother Nin is crazy!

It was actually very difficult to memorize ten articles at once. He was thinking about those difficult words when he was eating, but Jiang Ren didn't feel bitter at all.

He was not afraid of anything, just afraid that Meng Ting would give up on him.

And they made an appointment. If he memorized it this time, Meng Ting would not give up on him easily.

He Junming didn't know the agreement between Jiang Ren and Meng Ting.

He thought: "Why is Brother Ren so literary recently? He wants to practice writing love letters?"

Fang Tan couldn't guess this time: "Why don't we send him this collection of poems."

He Junming said: "Tsk, it's so tiring to pursue a top student girl. She even has to know how to recite poetry."

Then the next day, Jiang Ren's desk was sent a collection of poems by his friends.

He glanced at it and ignored it.

He Junming winked and said, "It is said that this is a must-have love poem for chasing girls in the 21st century."

Jiang Ren sneered, and he flipped it around casually. He was originally disdainful, until he saw "Once Upon a Time".

I don’t know why, but I almost don’t need to memorize that poem, and it was instantly imprinted in my mind—

Remember when I was a teenager

Everyone sincerely

Say one sentence is one sentence

Early in the morning at the train station

The street is dark without pedestrians

The small shop selling soy milk is steaming

The sunlight has become slower

Cars, horses, and emails are slow

Only enough to love one person in your life

He was stunned.

The seven days and nights of waiting for her in Lihua Town came to his mind. The station was crowded with people coming and going, and he was afraid that she would leave alone, so he got up as early as the owner of the breakfast shop, so he went to the station to wait for her.

I waited until the long street closed one after another.

As night fell, the stars were everywhere, he started to go back.

He never told her this, because Jiang Ren also knew that few people would like to be alone so perverted, so crazy and stubborn.

However, such a madman.

It is true that you only love one person in your life.

He closed the book of poetry and stuffed it into his desk.

Mid-May is coming quietly.

Song Qinqin didn't hold back and cried in front of Meng Ting. This simple and learning girl wiped her glasses while crying: "Senior sister, I don't want to teach anymore. Do you think the teacher will scold me?"

Meng Ting handed her a tissue: "What's wrong?"

Song Qinqin took a deep breath and said, "Senior Jiang knows nothing, he doesn't know how to read the phonetic symbols very well. He doesn't recognize chemical elements."

Meng Ting empathizes with it.

It has been ten days since Jiang Ren memorized the textbook.

However, Song Qinqin's tutoring time has to continue.

Song Qinqin said: "I'm still afraid of him. I really don't want to make up for the lessons."

She made up lessons, and the black-haired boy didn't smile or speak. When asked if he understood, he either "yes" or "no".

He has a wild temperament and is unstoppable for ordinary people. He was smiling when he first met, and he looked gentle.

However, behind him, his clear face was not smiling, and a scar on his forehead was dead.

Song Qinqin stuttered as she spoke, and she became quieter and quieter.

It's simply impossible to say.

Meng Ting also knew that this was not a solution.

Song Qinqin couldn't handle it, and she herself was not professional.

Meng heard: "Let's discuss with the teacher."

"Go now?"

Meng originally wanted to say yes, but he paused before his exit.

She remembered his smiling eyes that day: "Wait for me." If he really went back to carry it, she would not be able to sentence him to death like this.

The sycamore trees are tender and summer is really here.

Her eyes began to slowly adapt to the strong light, and Meng Ting heard herself gently, "Should you wait for two more days."

Meng Tingwen Shu's father borrowed a sum of money.

For three hundred yuan, she bought ballet and dance costumes and specially made pointe shoes.

The National Dance Competition is in June, but there will be auditions from all over the country in late May. Then go to City B to participate in the semi-finals and finals.

On the day Zeng Yujie had an accident, Meng Ting got the first place in the dance audition group in H City.

The unspeakable pain made her never go to City B to participate in the finals of the dance competition in two lifetimes, nor did she go to the stage to dance once again.

Meng never told anyone that she liked dancing more than playing the piano.

In Zeng Yujie's words, God gave her a sensible, well-behaved little angel. Only when dancing can the little angel pick up his wings again.

Free, beautiful, and ostentatious.

All art competitions in the city center are in the art hall.

The audition competition on the 25th happened to be Saturday.

Before Friday evening self-study began, Song Qinqin came to Meng Ting with a strange expression and whispered in her ear: "Senior said he has memorized it."

When Guan Xiaoye came back from class, he happened to see Meng Ting in the corridor and stuffed a pen into her hand: "The school rewarded it."

This is a monthly exam award, either a pen or a notebook.

Meng said thank you and went downstairs to 101 of another teaching building.

He carries it for twelve days.

It's so fast that it's incredible. After all, for a person who can't even recognize a word, it's fast for memorizing ten chapters without memorizing them. Jiang Ren has no talent for learning, so he is not smart in this matter, but it only took him twelve days.

Meng Tingshounuo went 101.

When the incandescent lamp was knocked down, he frowned, afraid of making a mistake, so he read the most unfamiliar "Red Cliff Fu" again.

Meng Ting looked at him outside the door.

She knows what irritability is, and medically explains that "irritability is a personality defect that is furious when you are stimulated by yourself in a certain situation."

Extremely serious but rare.

When he was a child, he had ADHD. When all the children listened to the teacher's lectures, he was the only one who couldn't sit still and felt very uncomfortable.

So the teacher has not liked him since he was a child.

As I grew up, no matter how many defects I had, I could cover up. I gradually learned to forget the unfairness of the world to him.

Meng Ting lowered his eyes and knocked on the door.

When Jiang Ren saw her, his eyes were proud: "You have hailed ten chapters, I am now in the plenary session."

He looked like he had won some championship like that.

Meng Ting walked over and saw that the traces of her two books being read over and over the past few days were obvious. She was in a bit complicated.

Then he was selected.

Meng Ting used the test paper method.

"'It's as bright as the moon, when can I pick it up?" The next sentence."
To be continued...