Chapter 22 The study committee member loves to study
Compared with what the note meant, Li Yan was more concerned about whether anyone saw Li Xinyuan put the note in her Mathematical Olympiad book.
On the one hand, it proves whether the note is a prank; on the other hand, it will cause a lot of trouble if everyone sees it.
“Did you see it?” Lin Zhiyuan, the fat man, said quietly.
"Huh? You know?"
"Nonsense, Li Xinyuan asked me to give it to you, secretly, ouch~"
"Lin Zhiyuan, write the question seriously." The math teacher didn't even look up.
You have wronged the little fat man now. Are you so double-standard? Teacher, are you ignoring Li Yan’s words?
Seeing Lin Zhiyuan shaking his head and sighing, Li Yan couldn't help but smile:
"Teacher, we are discussing math problems."
"Oh okay."
Is this all okay? He finally understood that since his deskmate got perfect scores in three subjects of the basic examination, he was no longer Wu Xia Amon.
Feeling the shocked gazes of his classmates, he felt his cheeks getting hot and wanted to hide in the ground. Even if Li Yan waited for him to say a few more words, he remained silent.
Li Yan was still wondering if it had stimulated the self-esteem of his deskmate, but as soon as the get out of class started, this kid came to Li Yan’s head with a wicked smile: “You didn’t see the nervous expression on the study committee member’s face, tsk. Tsk tsk, I want to go to my house~oh~~"
This time, Lin Zhiyuan even felt the murderous intent of his deskmate, which was fierce and cold.
He immediately said seriously: "It's okay, Mr. Yan. If the weekend conflicts with playing time, just forget about brother, I won't care."
This treasure, Li Yan smiled helplessly and wrote on the note The words "Of course, I'll tell you on Friday" were written on it, and it was handed to Lin Zhiyuan.
“If you can get it from her to me quietly, you can also give it to her quietly.”
“You are an agent,” Lin Zhiyuan couldn’t laugh or cry, pinching Holding the note with a sad face, "Why can't even a scandal spread when I exchange things with her?"
After saying this, he realized something was wrong, "No, Mr. Yan, that is your woman , I..."
This time, the murderous intent of his deskmate almost materialized, and Xiaopang immediately opened the book and pretended to ask questions.
For the next week, Li Yan's life maintained the same fixed pattern as before. During the day in class, he either read the Red Mansion or studied Mathematical Olympiads, and in the evening he went home to exercise and memorize vocabulary words.
Unfortunately, Chinese and mathematics seem to have entered a quagmire, and the scores are frozen. Fortunately, as the number of words in English has increased, the overall score has reached 20, which is on par with Chinese. It can be said that there is no pressure to solve the elementary school questions.
The improvement of the body is still slow. Except for the increase of two points in muscle strength, the rest is as stable as a mountain. I can already complete 30 to 40 standard push-ups, but my father Li Chun said, "The body is not growing, so it will be useless if you do it too lightly."
The time soon came to Saturday morning, which was the day Li Xinyuan had agreed to come.
The afternoon before, the two of them, who had a tacit understanding of pretending that nothing had happened, deliberately slowed down the speed of packing their schoolbags. After the classmates rushed out of the school one after another to welcome the weekend, Li Xinyuan packed her schoolbags:
"Saturday morning , Your parents are not at home, right?”
What the hell is this problem?
“I’m not here, I’m not here…are you asking?”
“I’m afraid my uncle and aunt will misunderstand something.”
Shouldn't it be because of his absence that he might misunderstand something?
"Why are you coming here tomorrow morning?"
"Our two families are very close, I can just walk over."
"You are at home, don't worry?"< br>
Li Xinyuan blushed inexplicably, "Why are you so relieved?"
"No, that's not what I meant," Li Yan cried bitterly in her heart, "I mean if you come here alone, will it be safe on the road?"
"I live in Cuinan Garden."
Cuinan Garden? The community next door to your home was just built two years ago?
Logic: How does she know your home address?
"Cuinan Garden, it's really close, but how did you..." "Teacher Chen asked us to fill in personal information before, and I collected it."
"Then..." Li Yan didn't know what to say for a long time, so he could only add dryly, "Welcome."
Li Yan, who was pondering over the ideas of the study committee member, was lost in thought. He didn't even hear a slight knock on the door. When a crisp "Hello, is anyone home?" came out, he opened the door in three steps at a time.
Li Xinyuan, who is wearing a small blue floral dress with white background and not wearing school uniform, is eye-catching. She is indeed an exquisite porcelain doll.
In contrast, Li Yan wore very simple clothes, after all, the conditions at home were there.
"Aren't your parents usually at home during the day and weekends?" Li Xinyuan took off her shoes and politely did not look at Li Yan's home with her eyes.
"No, they are usually busy doing business. They will come back to cook and eat at noon, and then they will not come back until six o'clock in the evening." Li Yan opened the small desk and moved two chairs over.
“Are you in such a hurry to study?” Soul, the study committee member sitting on the wooden sofa, asked.
If this was Li Yan before his rebirth, he would have been stunned. Then he would have put out his exercise book and asked, "Don't you have a question to ask?", directly bringing the atmosphere to a freezing point.
But now, Li Yan is still very confident in dealing with a girl in sixth grade. Don't worry about whether Li Xinyuan likes you or not. It doesn't matter whether primary school students fall in love or not. The top priority for both of them is to study.
The more he wrangles, the more confused things become. The little girl comes to his house and is very generous. She is a 24-year-old man with a smart mind, so don't be too embarrassed.
"Not really. It's rare for friends to come to play at home, and I'm very happy. But...you can also see that my family's conditions are average. There is nothing to entertain you. There are some cookies and candies on the coffee table, but they are all It's a bargain, you should..."
Before she finished speaking, Li Xinyuan had already peeled off a candy and threw it into her mouth, then handed another one over.
"I don't eat sweets much." Li Yan smiled, relaxed, and sat cross-legged on the wooden sofa.
“Do you have qq?”
"No, I don't have a computer at home." Li Yan said, remembering the chaotic memories that flashed in his mind when he was asked about QQ by Lin Zhiyuan. He also thought that if he could travel through time and unlock his memory, he might have created the software that surpassed QQ. .
If he regains his memory, I wonder if he will be willing to join Penguin Company to create "small but beautiful" in advance.
"That's a pity. If I want to chat with you, I always have to come to your house."
"It's okay at school."
"Oh, you are I really don’t know, I don’t know, what is the reputation of both of us in the class?”
"Those who are pure will be pure themselves, what are you afraid of?"
For just a moment, unspeakable emotions flashed through Li Xinyuan's eyes. No matter how well she hid them, she was just a child. In front of Li Yan, these emotions had nowhere to hide. .
That's really the end of it...
"Can I see your room?"
"Of course, but there's nothing interesting to see."
It was a very narrow room with clothes hanging on one side. For a house with a usable area of more than fifty square meters, some spatial functions must be superimposed.
A small wooden bed with a mosquito net hanging, a wooden table stacked with books, and bookshelves separated by a few wooden boards on the wall were all in Li Yan's room.
"I want to see how geniuses learn." The girl pulled out a chair and sat down. "I thought your room was full of books."
"I do." Li Yan smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, "But books are not consumables. A good book is enough to study over and over again. Although I don't have many books here, I still have a long way to go to read them thoroughly."
"Li Yan, you are different. It turns out that you are quite willing to talk."
Li Yan did not respond to this sentence, opened the notes he had taken, and began to chat about his reading experience.
They are both children who love to learn, and they have found an entry point. As soon as the topic is spread, the awkward atmosphere gradually disappears. The two of them will laugh when they talk about the common ground. It can be said that they have a great time chatting with each other.
Suddenly, Li Xinyuan noticed several paintings under the pile of books.
"Li Yan, it seems that I haven't seen you draw since the second semester of fifth grade."
"There are no more art classes, and I can't draw on the blackboard anymore, plus the pressure of study Big, naturally..."
"Can you draw a picture for me to see? Right here, right now."
(End of Chapter)