Although Ximei promised Zheng Mo to attend classes as early as possible, Zheng Mo, who was used to the days of continuous rotation in the past, still couldn't wait so quietly at home.

He was also reading and never stopped. This textbook has been gnawed little by little, and he has already gnawed more than ten pages. Mei Zizi went to practice the questions, and was defeated by reality in a disgraced manner. Looking at the explanation on the PPT, the more neat it is, the more confused it becomes.

This is the knowledge point I just saw?Zheng Mo asked this question more than once.

So he posted another news with a screenshot of PPT on it.

"Knowledge points in the textbook: earthworms, and the question on the test paper: pythons. Refer to the analysis on the PPT: Dragon. ”

Many netizens rushed to hear the news and shouted for the truth.

In the overwhelming haha, there is also some enthusiastic crowd support.

"It's obvious that reference books are not for you, and PPT doesn't have that kind of paper book. ”

"What PPT can you look at, I have it here that I sorted out myself, do you want a copy of Momo?"

"Of course, to read this kind of book, it must be on paper, ink and ink!! mother is from here!

"Momo, your PPT is used by our school's top class..."

... ...

The case has been solved.

Although Zheng Mo didn't want to admit it, he really just couldn't understand it.

Ah, Zheng Mo suddenly remembered that Sister Ximei also let herself choose books before, why did she just pass it by herself! It's better to implement what Sister Ximei said!

Zheng Mo realized at this time that choosing the right reference book was really like choosing a good general, choosing the right practice questions to carry out first, and it was more like training before the war.

As the so-called soldiers and horses did not move, the grain and grass went first, and Zheng Mo immediately took action.

The first thing I faced was going out. Although the wind direction on Zheng Mo's Internet has improved, there will be no accidents in the guarantee, so how to disguise yourself is a matter of exquisiteness.

Of course, Zheng Mo never needed this kind of exquisiteness.

He didn't have much trouble, a slightly playful white short-sleeved printed with a pink pig, a pair of torn jeans that were widely acclaimed by students, and a pair of classic sneakers, he was already a classic appearance of a contemporary innocent teenager, plus Zheng Mo's temperament, he completely changed a person, thrown into the sea of people, and even Ms. Chenghong couldn't find him.

Zheng Mo put on a hat and mask and opened the door.

Soon, a young man wearing a hat and a pink pig short sleeve stood at the gate of the huge Tengfei Book City.

This young man is Zheng Mo who came to buy books.

When Zheng Mo was a child, he got lost in this book city when he came to this book city, and it took him half an hour to find it. Now the book city has even expanded again, and once became the largest book city in the country. This made Zheng Mo, who didn't know much about the road, even worse.

Fortunately, now Tengfei Book City has added a lot of signs, and Zheng Mo followed the road signs all the way to the elevator to reach the teaching and auxiliary area.

Most of the students in the area are adults with children, but there are also adults who go independently.

Zheng Mo had to admit that as soon as he came in, he saw the young man in a linen-colored shirt opposite at first glance.

It's not that the boy happens to be one of the few people who go independently, the main thing is that the temperament is too special, with a hint of melancholy in the coldness, and a sharpness that is not worldly in the softness, like a bead left in the world by God, shining with a weak light, but still knowing that it is not a mortal thing. Zheng Mo couldn't help but be attracted.

He had never believed that these feelings could appear in the same person at the same time until he saw this young man, and his impression was suddenly refreshed, and it turned out that this contradictory person was real.

The young man turned his back to Zheng Mo, revealing a faintly smooth back of his neck when he looked down at the book, and even had a subtle sense of beauty on his shoulders leaning slightly against the bookcase. Zheng Mo was suddenly able to understand the vampire, and at this time, he saw that this neck was a little bit of a mouthful.

Probably because Zheng Mo had been watching for too long, the young man noticed Zheng Mo's gaze, turned his head and asked, "Is there something wrong with my classmates looking at me all the time?"

"Ahem!" Zheng Mo came back to his senses, feeling a little impolite, so he quickly looked away and touched his head, "Ah, it's okay, I'm sorry, I just thought about something and was fascinated." ”

The young man looked at Zheng Mo generously, as if he had explored, "It's okay." ”

Now Zheng Mo's whole body was full of embarrassed words, covered his face and hurriedly walked to the side, silently scolding himself in his heart.

Zheng Mo, Zheng Mo, I haven't seen any strong winds and waves, why did I almost overturn when I looked at a random person now.

Zheng Mo tried to calm his mind, or choosing books well is the most important thing.

He walked around the side to find the senior high school auxiliary area, and as he walked, he met the familiar figure again. Coincidentally, the area where this young man is located is his destination.

Yes, it's coming back again. Zheng Mo didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

The young man noticed Zheng Mo next to him, looked up at Zheng Mo, and moved two points to the side, just leaving a single space where he could take the book.

Zheng Mo whispered "thank you", and stepped into the area vacated by the young man stiffly.

He rubbed his heart secretly, and it was beating like a jump.

I haven't done anything, why do I still have a feeling of being a thief?

The young man didn't notice that Zheng Mo's body was uncoordinated, but as if he had found some treasure, he focused on the book in his hand.

Zheng Mo was half a head taller than this young man, and his eyes were down, just enough to see his side face.

His face seemed to be plated with a layer of light, very delicate, his lips were tight, but the corners of his mouth were naturally upward, but his eyes were a little colder, frowning lightly, and his expression was very serious.

Even if Zheng Mo is used to seeing the glamorous people in the circle, he can't help but feel that the young man in front of him is good-looking, coupled with that temperament, it is simply beautiful and exciting.

Wait?

Zheng Mo realized that his adjective was a little strange, and hurriedly stopped. This is just the aesthetic radar that a senior filmmaker should have! This is his own professional ethics!

Thinking about it like this, Zheng Mo was relieved, turned his head and scanned the book, ready to start today's task.

However, Zheng Mo still looked down on his talent in this field, he looked at the teaching books in front of him with a large bookcase, which was dense and even had an overwhelming momentum, and his whole head was big.

He then pulled out a few books and flipped through them, a puzzled expression gradually appeared on his face.

This,It all looks the same.,Except for this typography is a little different.,The colors are a little different.,Can you see any difference?

How do you choose this? What does it mean to be suitable?

Zheng Mo had a series of question marks in his heart, and he regretted very much why he didn't pull Sister Ximei for his reference.

In addition, Zheng Mo could always catch a glimpse of the young man next to him attentively every time he took the book, he quickly browsed the book in his hand, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he frowned and shook his head gently, and subconsciously let out a "tsk" sound, and put the book back in its original place.

Several times in a row. Quite a research.

Compared to himself, this is like a headless fly, and his heart begins to look a little irritable.

Why don't you ask for advice?

Forget it, I was almost treated as an idiot just now, and now I run to the question, how do you ask?

... Hello, can you help me choose a reference book?

... How do you choose the right reference book for you?

... ... Zheng Mo tangled and began to curl his hair at the ends again. is obviously a person who does whatever comes to mind, but at this time he hesitated.

Zheng Mo admitted that it was at this time that he picked up all the baggage that he had never had in those years.

Of course, that's all for later.