"There's still half an hour to go, so check it out. The invigilator Zhou Yutao raised his glasses and looked at the famous beauty in this grade in front of him with a smile.

"Both...... All checked Mr. Zhou. Liang Ya was a little weak-hearted, put the political test paper on the podium, and hurriedly walked out of the classroom.

Liang Ya, who came out of the classroom, did not dare to walk directly to Wang Bo, but walked along the corridor towards the staircase, feeling slightly nervous and looking forward to it.

Wang Bo saw Liang Ya obediently handing over the roll, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he secretly praised it in his heart. He didn't chase Liang Ya directly, but waited for the other party to go down the stairs, and then walked back unhurriedly, until he himself also went down the stairs and was out of the sight of the entire second-year high school teachers and students.

A minute later, when Liang Ya had just left the teaching building, Wang Bo caught up with the other party and began to walk side by side with the other party.

"Hey, beauty, you also submitted the paper in advance? Coincidentally, I also submitted the paper in advance. Today's spring is bright, and it's early now, why don't you go shopping together?" Wang Bo looked like a hanger, and his tone was frivolous.

Liang Ya didn't look at him either, just smiled and walked forward by herself.

"Don't you stop talking? I'm also a handsome guy who is rich in five cars, talented in eight buckets, good at reciting poems and paintings, blowing/pulling/playing and singing, give me some face?" Wang Bo continued to flamboyate, pretending.

Liang Ya smiled even more on her face, and in the end, she simply showed her neat white teeth, biting her lower lip, and resisting the urge to laugh. She still ignored Wang Bo and walked forward. Wang Bo, who had been noisy next to him, took it as air, and it was not until the two of them entered the carport side by side along the tree-lined path behind the experimental building that Liang Ya took off the schoolbag she was carrying on one shoulder. threw it at Wang Bo all of a sudden, "huffing and puffing", and said to Wang Bo with a smile:

"It's all your fault, I may have failed in politics. ”

Wang Bo copied the book thrown by Liang Ya in his hand with one hand, threw it back, and hung it on his shoulder. He brought a pen with him for the exam, and the scratch paper was asked for by the classmate next door. Really travel light. Wang Bo smiled and said indifferently:

"If you fail, you won't fail. No big deal. I also failed in politics last time, and I guess this time it will be enough to choke. But politics is this thing. In a word, it is a science of rule, struggle, and deception, and you don't need to learn it if you are not an official, but you will understand it when you become an official. Don't understand. The colleagues and leaders around you will also teach you to understand in the shortest possible time. ”

"You say it so well, I don't even understand it. Liang Ya frowned, her face showed confusion, she thought about it, and seemed to be puzzled, so she shook her head, and soon changed to an unwilling look, and said. "But from elementary school to high school, I don't dare to say how good my grades were. However, I have never failed any exams, whether it is a subject that I am good at or a subject that I am not good at. I'm afraid I'm going to fail the course this time. Alas, if you really hang up, I don't know how to explain to my mother and old man, especially my old man. ”

"There's a first time for everything, don't worry. If your uncle and aunt blame you, you can take me out as a positive example. But, hehe, Xiaoya, is your dad really that terrible?" When he asked, Wang Bo naturally thought of the scene when he met Liang Ya's father twice, and the other party didn't seem to be very friendly when he looked at him, and he didn't know if he was too sensitive or his delusion, he always felt that the other party was a little unkind to him.

Compared with Liang Ya's father, Cheng Wenjin, who is like her sister, feels much better to him, virtuous and gentle, generous and beautiful, and has an elegant temperament, but he does not have the taste of Liang Jingquan.

"Of course my dad isn't terrible!" Liang Ya glanced at Wang Bo, "He's just stern." At the mention of her father, Liang Ya's face immediately showed a proud and proud expression, and then she began to twitter all kinds of good things about her father to Wang Bo, what has been her idol since she was a child, she also admires her father very much, many truths in her life, many philosophies in life are taught by his father since childhood, and in her mind, what kind of respectable and amiable her father is, so that she respects, Balabala.

Wang Bo listened to Liang Ya's proud narration, nodded in agreement, and said two words of appropriate compliment, but his heart was straight, quite disapproving, respectable or true, but amiable? I didn't feel it at all! Compared with this future "father-in-law", my "mother-in-law" was much more amiable.

The two picked up their bicycles in the carport, and after leaving the carport, they began to ride towards Zhuxi Park in the south of the city. This is an activity that the two discussed two days ago, saying that after the midterm exam, they would use their free time in the afternoon to go out together, relax, and go for a ride.

Today's weather is not very good, gloomy and not cloudy. A few flowers that occasionally floated by, but also showed a gray color like rotten cotton wool, and it was not high, and it seemed too low. The cold wind blows on the face, cold and silky, with the breath of early winter. However, this light chill is completely itchy for the two young people who have just fallen in love and have hot hearts, and it will not affect the interest of the two of them in traveling.

When passing by a commissary, Wang Bo parked the car, set up the car on the side of the road, walked into the commissary, bought two cans of coconut milk, a packet of beef jerky, a packet of potato chips and a packet of melon seeds, packed them in a white plastic bag, and walked out.

"Fuel up and keep going. Wang Bo threw the plastic bag in his hand into the luggage basket in front of Liang Ya's bicycle and said to Liang Ya.

Liang Ya saw that Wang Bo bought all the snacks she liked to eat on weekdays, so she smiled sweetly and felt very warm and sweet.

So the two got back on the road, unhurried, talking and laughing all the way to Zhuxi Park.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at Zhuxi Park.

I dropped off my car at the parking lot at the entrance of the park and bought my tickets at the ticket office at the gate. When Wang Bo saw the words "ticket office", he suddenly realized that the park is not open to visitors for free.

Wang Bo doesn't have many memories of the "Zhuxi Park" in the four directions, and almost all of them stayed in elementary school. He still remembers the first and second grades of primary school. The school organizes a spring outing, and the spring outing location arranged by the teachers for these children is usually "Zhuxi Park". For Wang Bo at that time, the pavilions in the park. He has no interest in rockery ponds, cloister towers, flowers and grasses, these natural or unnatural landscapes, and his greatest interest is to play the shuttle board (slide), seesaw, swing of the small amusement park in the park, and watch others ride that kind of one-yuan ride with envy. About three or four minutes, a toy battery car that "sings" while running. The reason why he watched others ride instead of riding himself was, of course, because of his shyness. He still remembers the first time he went on a spring outing in the first grade of elementary school, completely unaware of the need to bring money. For Zeng Fanyu, a mother who has never read or gone to school, she doesn't know that her son needs to stuff some food money and pocket money into her son's spring outing.

That's it. As the only two or three first-graders in the class who were selected to be eligible for the spring outing. Wang Bo was so "relaxed, with four bags all over his body as empty" and followed a group of senior brothers and sisters to the spring outing. It wasn't until noon that he went to a snack bar for lunch, Wang Bo was dumbfounded, his eyes were red, and his mouth was flat and he hid at the door of the store to watch his big brothers and sisters holding him the rice noodles he had never seen or eaten, but he must have eaten them with relish.

In the end, it was the head teacher who discovered Wang Bo's abnormality. I lent him five cents so that he didn't go hungry.

After the "painful" lesson, Wang Bo began to save money the day after returning from the spring trip. has been saving and saving for a whole year, and he has saved as many as seven or eight yuan. When he went on a spring outing the next year, he brought all the "huge money" he had saved for a year.

Liang Ya, who listened to Wang Bo's eloquent talk about his poor and happy "Spring Outing History" when he was a child, couldn't help but laugh, "Poof" smiled, "So, you must have eaten and drunk a lot in the second year, and played a lot of tricks, right? I was so envious, there were seven or eight yuan at that time! My mother only gave me ten yuan when I was at least in the fifth grade, and said that I would refund more and make up for less, and I would give her back if I didn't use it up!"

"Envy? After listening to me, you won't be envious. In the second year, although I took the money I had saved for a whole year with me, I only used five cents to buy a bowl of rice noodles for the whole day. I didn't spend a penny on anything else!" Wang Bo said.

"Ah, why, didn't you save up for a year, just for the sake of this day? Why don't you buy something delicious, such as ice cream?" Liang Ya looked at Wang Bo with a puzzled expression.

"Well, that's what I was going to do. For a whole year, running errands for my parents, uncles, uncles, mothers and aunts, the errand money they gave me five cents and a dime, picking up broken copper and rotten iron, duck feathers and goose feathers, and selling them to the waste collectors. I've always thought so, and I've been preparing for it a year in advance. But, Xiaoya, you don't know, when I came to the battery car that I had been looking forward to for a year and was about to pay for it to ride, I hesitated, and I couldn't do it. Thinking that in order to save a dollar, I would have to take at least a month or two, I don't know how many legs I have to run, how long I have to dig through the broken copper and iron in the garbage heap, how much sweat, and so much effort, and finally I can save a dollar, so easily for three or four minutes, and then it will be looted away at once, I feel unwilling and worthless.

So, although I had money in my pocket the next year, just like the first year, I chose to be a spectator. Watching the other children happily and happily ride the battery bike around......"

Liang Ya listened to Wang Bo's narration quietly, but did not make fun of him this time. At the same time as Wang Bo's narration, Liang Ya's mind unexpectedly appeared the image of a little boy with the appearance of Wang Bo, but much younger in height and age. The little boy stood quietly in the corner of the amusement park, holding a handful of one and two cents, one dime and two cents, stained with his sweat, and perhaps his blood-earned money, and his little face revealed countless unwillingness, reluctance and reluctance.

Thinking like this, Liang Ya found that her heart suddenly wrenched. She paused suddenly, looking fixedly at the boy who was walking side by side with her, but at this time she stopped because of her pause. Liang Ya looked at Wang Bo's face, Wang Bo's face was light and peaceful, with a shallow but extremely warm smile. The smile slowly turned into surprise, and just when Wang Bo couldn't help but speak, Liang Ya suddenly smiled and said, "Xiaobo, I invite you to ride a battery car." ”

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Zhou Yutao is played by the VIP group book friend "Qingqing Zijin".

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PS: Today is the last day of March, and it stands to reason that the old blind should say that there is one more chapter or something. But the old blind encountered a bottleneck during this time, his writing was not smooth, he was physically and mentally tired, and he couldn't get the urge to write at least. There is a story, and there is a content, but it just can't be smoothly translated into words. I sat in front of the computer for more than 10 hours a day, but I couldn't hold back 5,000 words. It can maintain 6000+ updates a week, all supported by deposits.

In addition, after the starting point revision, I thought that for me this kind of performance is good, and there will be more recommendations for hard-working coders, I am too naïve. Throughout March, the website didn't give a single recommendation. The uniformity is down, and the new additions are also down. The old blind is a more emotional person, and he is easily disturbed by the outside world, which can be regarded as an inducement for the old blind to hold back his words.

Of course, it's okay to force code words, but you can't get past yourself blindly. I can fool you, but I can't fool myself. This is a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder of the "perfectionist".

I hope that this low tide period will pass as soon as possible.

On the last day of March, I was a little lonely......

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