Chapter Twenty-Three: The Goose
"It's like I'm dreaming. Suning didn't pursue the question of Yang Zi's night attack again, because he was used to it, Suning said what he dreamed about, and Yang Zi was silent and didn't say anything.
But Suning didn't notice the change in Yang Zi's face, but said with a smile: "How is this possible, I have never been impressed." ”
"It's all true. ”
Suning stared at Yang Zi with wide eyes, "It's impossible for me not to be impressed by such a big thing." ”
"Because you have amnesia, selective amnesia from a concussion, to be exact, you don't remember anything about the kidnapping. ”
"Why haven't I heard you say that?"
"Because there's no need, isn't it nice to forget these things?"
"Can you tell us about the rest of the story?"
"Do you want to hear it?"
Suning nodded, Yang Zi'an lay quietly in Suning's arms, his hands around his waist, this time Suning did not shake Yang Zi away.
"When the thin man saw that you had been kicked unconscious, he let you go, and came to me, and I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move.
The thin man grabbed me by the hair and tried to tear my clothes, and I cried sadly, but I didn't dare to resist.
But I don't know why you suddenly woke up, rushed over, and knocked the skinny man straight out, and then the skinny man kept hitting you in the head.
Fortunately, within a few hits, the thin man was directly killed by the sniper.
After that, I woke up again in the hospital, and my brother and I decided not to tell you after knowing that you had amnesia, after all, this kind of memory is still better than that. ”
Yang Zi secretly thought in her heart, it is also because of that experience that I like you so much, because if it were not for your desperate protection, this Yang Zi who disliked you would have long since died.
"Really?" Suning smiled and didn't speak again, Yang Zi shrank back and was ready to get out of bed, after all, it was embarrassing to be caught in the night attack, it was a big deal to get up early in the morning and attack again early.
"Where are you going?"
Yang Zi looked at Suning suspiciously, Suning touched her head and said, "It's late, let's sleep here, I'm used to it anyway, but don't do anything superfluous." ”
Yang Zi was overjoyed, this was the first time she had slept with Suning openly!
Yang Zi happily pounced on Suning, ready to kiss one to show her happiness.
Pity...... Suning slapped Yang Zi on the face, "Sleep well, or go back to your room, and you have to go to class tomorrow." ”
"Oh. Yang Zi retracted his head stupidly, squeezed his body to Suning's side, and then directly hugged one of Suning's arms.
"It's going to take an inch. ”
"Hee-hee. ”
"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"
"Hee-hee. ”
"Forget it, sleep, don't mess around. ”
"Hee-hee. ”
……
"It's finally time off. Yang Wenhao stretched his waist and shouted.
"It's like you're tired this week. Suning glanced at Yang Wenhao, and began to pack his things and prepare to go home.
The second period of class starts on Friday afternoon, so I can go home early today.
"Why aren't you tired? Nine teachers all talked to me alone! As for it? Didn't I only get 400 points in the exam? I'm a sports student, isn't it good to be able to take so many exams?"
"They see that you still have room for improvement, and they think that your IQ can be improved, otherwise you think that those teachers are idle and talking to you. ”
"You just talk coolly, if I can be like you, the first in the class, I am called to talk, I am also comfortable. ”
"Brother, with your IQ, if you can't do it, give up. Yang Zi teased beside him.
"You two husbands and wives have enough to say. Yang Wenhao snorted coldly and no longer paid attention to Yang Wenhao.
Suning shook his head, since that day, Suning listened to Yang Zi's narration and successfully triggered the fusion condition and restored the memories that Suning had forgotten before.
And under the influence of Suning's deepest memory in his previous life, Suning has also changed a lot, in general, he is a little better to Yang Zi, and his personality is a little more cheerful.
Suning does not reject this change, and really regards being a star and a writer as his dream, and this dream also fills Suning's empty heart.
In this world, I, Suning, are here.
But...... It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, no matter how much Suning has a dream, her level is there, and she really can't do anything except study.
So Suning's eyes are on the system, I don't have the ability, but I have the system.
However, before that, Suning has to open the system mall first.
Suning also asked the system what is the fastest way to open the system mall, and the system is vague, just reminding Suning that this condition is very simple, and he needs to find out by himself.
So, a few days later, Suning still found nothing.
"Brother Ning, the day after tomorrow there will be a Sichuan Provincial Poetry Contest in the Cultural Palace, everyone can participate, and the top three can also participate in the National Poetry Contest, I want to play. Yang Zi took Suning's arm and said.
"Can you write poetry?" asked Suning as he looked at Yang Zi.
"No, but in the provincial poetry competition, the preliminaries and the knockout rounds are all memorized poems, and after the knockout rounds, there will be twenty people left, and then it will be the original competition, and I can pass the knockout round. ”
"It's kind of interesting, when will I sign up?"
"Hehe, I've already named both of us online. ”
"I'm going too. Yang Wenhao hurriedly said.
"What are you going to do? Yang Zi glanced at Yang Wenhao.
"Why can't I do it? I remember all the literary and poetry in junior high school, you can do it, why can't I?"
"But the problem is that this competition is not just a junior high school text. Do you know "Travel"? will you memorize the part that tells the story of the virtual son sleepwalking in the sky, describing the ends of the earth?"
“…… What is that?" Yang Wenhao looked confused.
"So, you don't even know the texts of the third year of high school, how do you go to the competition?" Yang Zi spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Then don't you know?" Yang Wenhao said unconvinced.
"Hmph, I'm sorry, I really know, at least I can remember most of the classical Chinese in high school, better than you. ”
When Yang Zi and Yang Wenhao were scolding each other, Suning suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Poetry Contest, Original Poetry...... There are many famous poems in my previous life, but I don't have them in this world, although I don't remember much, but I still know a few sentences of many well-known and well-known poems.
Suning said to do it, withdrew a blank piece of paper, thought for a while, and chose a song.
"Singing goose. ”
"Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky.
The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. ”