Finally, Sun Yang was shameless and finished eating the diaphragm. After a while, he saw Zhang Xiaolan turning his head and looking at him happily, so he hurriedly pulled out a book and started reading it. After reading it for a long time, he couldn't understand it. He turned it over and glanced at the cover. It turned out to be math, no wonder! He threw it away casually and took out another book, which was a classic translated in Chinese and English. It was not very difficult, and Sun Yang started reading it with great pleasure.

Time passed quickly, and it was time for the evening self-study in a blink of an eye. Sun Yang put down his reading book and stretched his waist. Only when he was reading English could he calm down. Perhaps it was because of the teacher or perhaps because of the unrealistic dream in his heart. Zhang Xiaolan, who looked strange, was a little happy to see Sun Yang listening to his words for two hours. He picked up the "Count of Monte Cristo" on the table and glanced casually, and found that the English part on the left was marked with comments. She might not be able to understand some words but did not mark them out. What does this mean? His level is still above himself, at least he knows more words than himself. If he takes a look at something like grammar, he will be the first in the class.

"What? Do you admire me a little? No need." Sun Yangheng immediately sat on the chair and waved his hand, saying something that made Zhang Xiaolan laugh and cry. He sighed faintly and said in the lonely tone of a master: "The reason why I don't study hard is that I am afraid of snatching your first title. I am even afraid of myself when I get serious."

"Okay, you're still breathless when you say you're fat," Zhang Xiaolan said in a tone that looks like a big boss to comfort your younger brother: "It's hard to be imitated and never surpassed. It's hard to get to this point. Why bother to mistake yourself? If you can bow to my feet, you might be able to teach you a move and a half-stage. In the future, you can't tell me if you're going to the world, but you're going to kill someone and meet Buddha. "

Sun Yang's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaolan had such a cute side, so he cooperated very well and said with a smile: "I would rather be a phoenix tail than a throne. I want to seek peerless martial arts. If the master can teach me, I will be convinced."

Zhang Xiaolan didn't expect Sun Yang to cooperate with her to make a fuss. The two looked at each other and laughed happily. Then she said seriously: "I really want you to start studying. If you don't talk about the key points, you must at least take the undergraduate degree, otherwise how can you be worthy of studying for so many years? If you have any difficulties in the future, you can tell me, I will teach you!"

Sun Yang nodded and thanked Zhang Xiaolan for his kindness. Now, good students should be too busy to take care of themselves when they are sprinting. How can they have free time to tutor others? This friendship is so precious.

"Don't think wrongly, I'll teach you how to consolidate it." Zhang Xiaolan said, as they walked, they said they had arrived at the playground again and were about to arrive at the dormitory area soon. Sun Yang knew that she didn't want to have a psychological burden on her, and she realized that the friendship was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, so she deliberately found some relaxed topics to talk about.

"Thinking wrong? I didn't think wrong. I know you didn't like me. I did this just because of the arrangement of the head teacher." Sun Yang lowered his head and made a frustrated expression, which was actually to cover his smiling face. He thought he was a powerful actor, but at this time he couldn't control his facial muscles because he really wanted to know Zhang Xiaolan's response.

Sun Yang's words made it difficult for Zhang Xiaolan to answer. If he said it, he was afraid that Sun Yang would mistakenly think that she was just following the instructions of the head teacher, if he said it was not, he was afraid that he mistakenly thought that she actually liked him, not that he didn't like him. This is a common language trap, specializing in deceiving those innocent girls.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaolan's reaction was to stop, turn his head and think, saying that this is a trap, do you know what I think. Sun Yang hugged his head and was entangled. At this moment, he was defeated and he was unsuccessful.

There is an elevated light on the far right of the playground, which looks like a flying saucer. At night, hazy yellow light will spread all over the playground. There is a flag-raising platform next to the foot of the cement lamp, and there is a hot spring. Further to the other side is the school gate. Day students will pass there at night. Many men and women in love will choose to sit there. Although the school stipulates that high school does not allow dating, this kind of thing can not be forbidden.

As he walked, he suddenly had nothing to say. Sun Yang was a person who couldn't stop being idle. In order to save his boredom, he could even stare at Queer outside the window. At this time, his eyes were also looking around. Although Zhang Xiaolan's face was slightly thicker than other ladies and could withstand jokes, he could not help blushing when he was so unscrupulously glanced. He glared at Sun Yang with anger, but without any lethality, but added a little charm. In an instant, Sun Yang's heart softened into cotton candy. Zhang Xiaolan's facial features seemed particularly soft under the hazy yellow light, like a goddess. Sun Yang had no intention of playing tricks, but just looked foolishly and let his feet lead him forward. A pair of young men and girls with no experience met each other. They obviously liked each other, but they couldn't say anything, because it might break this beautiful relationship. Both men and women at this time lacked courage.

When he returned to the dormitory and played with his roommate, Sun Yang was not very interested, as if he was a tiger with a bone pulled out. After turning off the lights, he lay on the bed and looked at the bright moon outside the window. He fell into deep thought, his face changed and changed, his fists became tight and loose, loose and tight.

The next morning, accompanied by the ringtone, the students were all busy. Sun Yang was pushed by his kind roommate and continued to sleep. If he had changed his usual condition, he would have been late, and then fell asleep in the morning self-study. But suddenly he seemed to remember something, and he jumped down, hurriedly put on his clothes, and after washing, he went straight to the classroom. The roommate didn't understand why he suddenly felt so passionate and made fun of him. Sun Yang was not angry or angry.

After coming to the classroom, Zhang Xiaolan had indeed been here for a long time. She was a little surprised to see Sun Yang suddenly get up so early, and she laughed at Sun Yang with a few words friendly. Sun Yang listened carefully and took notes all day long. He also asked Zhang Xiaolan during the break if he didn't understand. The latter was surprised by his changes, so he naturally taught everything. He thought he could only stick to a few classes, but he didn't expect to be so serious all day long.

The next morning, in the same scene as yesterday, Sun Yang hurriedly dressed and went to the classroom, greeted Zhang Xiaolan and started studying. However, he was not very excited, only a faint frustration, because he still couldn't get earlier than Zhang Xiaolan. For some reason, he insisted on competing for this, maybe he wanted to be better than her in some aspects and win some praise and satisfaction!

On the third day, Sun Yang still completed the day's study with a faint frustration.

Day 4 ······

On the nth day, Sun Yang got up secretly, and his roommates muttered nothing except the earliest one and didn't understand anything. After walking a long journey to the classroom, the door did not open, Sun Yang finally achieved the earliest one. Soon, footsteps came from a distance, and the class monitor opened the door in each class, in order to avoid being stolen.

It was indeed Zhang Xiaolan who came. She saw a tall shadow at the door of the classroom and was hesitant and did not dare to come over. She was afraid of meeting a bad person, so she secretly regretted why she didn't find a roommate to come with her. She usually came to the classroom five minutes earlier than an ordinary student, and couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Five minutes is enough for many things to happen! Thinking of those terrifying things, she looked pale and seemed to be exaggerating.

(This book wants to write some emotional scenes, and the writing skills are limited. As for the ratio of life to competition, this is not panic. It is already very mature. If there are too many competitions, it is easy to be boring. If there are too many life, it is easy to deviate from the topic. I have written ten volumes of the outline, and it is estimated that it will be about 2 million words. I will finish writing a few months in a year or more. Too many competitive words will be the turnover. It will be officially launched from today. Book friends will prepare tickets to board the plane~)
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