-The flowers bloomed relatively late.

Sun Wenqu said.

However, he couldn't say what kind of flower is. He said he had checked it but couldn't find out. Fang Chi didn't care. He liked these flowers very much and stared at the photos for a long time.

There are not many flowers, and there are only a few spots in each pot. The small ones are lined with green leaves. With Sun Wenqu’s always casual photography skills, he can’t even see what the flowers look like.

-Can you not be too lazy? Tighten your arms a little bit, take a closer photo, and take a picture. Now you can take pictures like rice grains when you take pictures like this.

-You have very high requirements!

Sun Wenqu complained, and took a photo of it in macro. Finally, he could see clearly. The buds were just a little like rice grains, and the flowers bloomed were only the size of rice grains, which was very delicate.

-it's beautiful.

Fang Chi brushed his teeth while going back.

-And there are beautiful ones, I'll take a picture for you.

When Fang Chi packed up and went out to school with his schoolbag, Sun Wenqu sent two more photos, both flowers, yellow and pink, both macro, and could see the flower veins clearly.

The beautiful and exquisite flower surprised Fang Chi.

-What kind of flower is this?

Sun Wenqu didn't answer, but just posted another panoramic picture.

Fang Chi was stunned at first sight and sent a voice: "This is sour breasts, are so beautiful flowers? I haven't seen them before."

Sun Wenqu probably was too lazy to send voice and type, so he called directly: "What's the sour thing?"

"It's the one you took, sour breasts. When we were young, we used it to fight," Fang Chi said as he walked, "sour breasts."

"This thing is called sorrel," said Sun Wenqu.

"It's just a sour breast. I played every day when I was a child." Fang Chi said.

"Do you use it to fight? How do you fight?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"There is a tendency in the middle..." Fang Chi thought about it and didn't know what to say, "Hey, I can't understand, why don't you let my grandpa teach you how to play."

"Okay," Sun asked Qu Xiaoxiao, "I'll go find him later."

"How are you doing now?" Fang Chi asked.

"The progress is normal," Sun Wenqu said, "You should be able to get a part of it after the exam."

"It's been a long time since we counted down 100 days," said Fang Chi.

"Are you nervous?" Sun Wenqu asked him.

"It's better," Fang Chi scratched his head, "I'm not too nervous. I'll be the second model next month. I'll know if I'm nervous after looking at the results."

"This is awesome." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"That's right," Fang Chi also smiled, a little embarrassed, "I just... feel that I've been studying well this time, and I don't feel like I've been taking the exam every week."

"I will have fun in two months," Sun Wenqu said, "hold on."

"Yes." Fang Chi responded.

"If you have it, go run," Sun Wenqu said, "I'll go up the mountain today."

"Don't go around," Fang Chi frowned, "Your stake is unstable again, and you will fall again later."

"I'm with your grandfather, don't worry," Sun Wenqu tsk, "If you have to worry about your major, I think you can apply for one."

"I don't always worry..." Fang Chi said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll die."

As the exam approaches day by day, the teacher is in his ears and is sometimes passionate and passionate every day. Everyone is like a string that has been stretched for a long time, and he can't even stretch it any longer.

Every day when Fang Chi lie on the table, he feels that he is not going to take the college entrance examination, but he is like he is going to sacrifice his life for the country. He is excited and uneasy, wants to charge but is afraid of being shot and falling down...

A boy in the class who was good at studying suddenly did not come to school again. Xu Zhou went to inquire and said he was sick and had too much mental pressure.

Fang Chi felt that he was doing well like this, and the pressure was not too great. The main reason was that his pressure only came from himself. No one took his parents, grandparents to heart the college entrance examination as an amazing thing.

If you get well, you get poor, you have nothing to do.

It's pretty good.

He didn't feel anything before. After carefully reviewing it, he gradually realized that time passed by in fact. After reading a few sets of papers, he would have gone in a day.

The numbers on the blackboard are gradually getting smaller. Sometimes when he sees the numbers, he will be startled. The single digit was still 8 when he looked at it last time, but now he suddenly becomes 5.

Fang Chi was a little surprised when the second model's grades came out. Old Li kept patting his shoulder and spitting his saliva on his face: "Yes, I knew you could do it if you fight."

Although this score has nothing to do with the college entrance examination score, Fang Chi was still quite happy.

When I ran home and saw Mr. Huang who had ignored him for a long time, I hugged him and kissed him: "Mr. Huang, you are so beautiful."

Mr. Huang was thrown back to the sofa with a shocked look on his face and didn't even come back to his senses, standing in the middle of the cushion.

No one can say this happiness. My parents don’t care about his grades, and my grandparents probably don’t understand what they say. They can only ask Sun Wenqu for what they want.

However, during this period, Sun Wenqu was very busy. When he called last time, his grandfather said that he had started to sleep all night again. Once, he spent three consecutive days all night and slept for a short time during the day.

At this time, Sun Wenqu is either just taking care of his sleepiness or being busy. He doesn't want to disturb him. After all, this should be the first job that Sun Wenqu, who has never worked before, has done seriously.

"Hey!" Although Fang Chi had no one to say, he was still very happy. He went over and picked up Mr. Huang, poured his fingers on Mr. Huang's nose, and said, "I think I should be able to do the same exam. What do you think? Little eunuch."

Mr. Huang stared at his fingertips, his eyes met. He was stunned for several seconds before he threw his paw on his hand, and he struggled and turned around and jumped away.

"Little eunuch!" Fang Chi shouted with a smile, and sang again, "Where has the Dandan gone? It's gone before he can feel the passion well-"

It took a long time before Sun Wenqu received his call after Fang Chi's second model.

"How was the exam?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"It's not bad. I'm in the top ten in the class. I used to be in the 20 or 30," Fang Chi said with a smile. "I guess I can't compare to you, but I'm much better than me before. To be honest, I'm quite surprised."

"That's pretty good," Sun Wenqu said immediately, "I'll talk to my grandparents."

Grandpa repaired chairs in the yard, and grandma was helping. Sun Wenqu said that when Fang Chi had a good test score, neither of them spoke. After a while, grandma asked, "Touch you?"

Fang Chi laughed on the other side of the phone: "I said it, they don't understand."

"Don't touch me," Sun Wenqu squatted beside his grandmother and explained patiently, "It's just an exam. Just take the college entrance examination and then take it once. Fang Chi did a good job."

"Oh," Grandpa understood and said with a smile, "That's fine, that's fine, it's not in vain for so long to study."

"It's said he can rank in the top ten in the class, which is quite amazing," Sun Wenqu said, "He probably counted within dozens of places before."

"I haven't counted down!" Fang Chi said.

"Then we moved forward a lot," said grandpa. "I didn't realize this kid is quite capable of learning."

"Well, if you want to give me a prize, it is a progress award." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"Have you won the prize?" Grandma said immediately, "Is there a prize?"

Fang Chi was so happy there that Sun Wenqu had to nod, "Yes, yes."

"Let him not save it, and don't take it home, buy some delicious food to nourish the body," said grandma.

"Okay." Sun Wenqu nodded.

Sun Wenqu chatted with Fang Chi for a few more words. Fang Chi sounded in a good mood. He gave the phone to his grandfather. Fang Chi chatted with him for almost half an hour before hanging up the phone.

I probably haven't talked to people well for a long time.

Sun Wenqu Xiaoxiao took his mobile phone and sent a red envelope to Fang Chi, 2666.

Fang Chi immediately sent him a sentence after receiving the red envelope.

-Damn, why are there so many, what are you doing?

-Bonus, grandma said that you should not save the bonus, and don't take it home, buy some delicious food to make up for it.

-...Save some money, you can only go out but not in.

-If I want to enter here, I will get a big pen at once, and you are still worried about this.

Fang Chi didn't say anything else, but just sent him a red envelope a few minutes later.

Sun Wenqu frowned, wondering if Fang Chi sent him back 2666 in a pretentious way, but he started to laugh when he clicked it.

One piece of 80 cents.

He looked at this 188 and smiled for a long time without stopping.

Sun Wenqu thought several times whether to go see Fang Chi, but in the end he decided not to go. Fang Chi is in good condition now and has not contacted him much. He can see that he is very calm. Sun Wenqu thinks he should not break the current rhythm.

The monkey flower pot and the Shuaishuai flower pot were moved to the rooftop by Sun Wenqu. The weather was getting warmer and these flowers were blooming more and more beautifully. The flowers bloomed for quite a long time, and they bloomed little by little, falling little by little, and then when they bloomed again, the flowers would become more.

Sun Wenqu never found out what kind of flowers this is, but he just took photos of these flowers every day.

By the end of May, the flowers were already full of small branches and leaves.

"If you have time, come back, come back," Ma Liang called.

"Hmm?" Sun Wenqu sat by the stream in the mountains and looked at the water.

"The bottle you showed me last time," said Ma Liang, "the shape of the instrument is a bit weird, weird. I want to see it, the real thing."
To be continued...