As the final exams approached, the homework left by the teacher began to increase significantly, and Yang Jingjing had to take home the homework that she could easily complete in school before.

In addition to completing homework and memorizing English every day, she basically has no trouble with revision, and when she has nothing to do, she likes to secretly press two miscellaneous books on her father's bookshelf under the textbook, most of which are books on financial management and real estate construction.

The above news analysis actually seems to be quite backward and outdated information in the future, but for Yang Jingjing, who has never been involved in this aspect, it seems to have opened a new door.

The book was turned over a lot, and she slowly tasted the meaning of some of the ideas and opinions contained in it, and she found it quite interesting to read individual words.

Compared with Yang Jingjing's leisurely study life, Zhao Xin was forced by the upcoming exam.

Even the arrival of Christmas Eve and Christmas, which are the favorite of the students on weekdays, failed to drive Zhao Xin's happy mood.

The night before Christmas Eve, Zhao Xin sat on the edge of the study desk, clicking and biting on an apple while watching Yang Jingjing pack it.

Yang Jingjing prepared what she wanted to give away, and began to help Zhao Xin with the bag, a total of three.

Yang Jingjing asked Zhao Xin: "In addition to your three good friends, do you need to pack one each for Li Xiaoxiao and Zhang Qun?"

Christmas Eve is Wednesday, Zhao Xin doesn't have to go to cram school, unless she goes to the house to find it, she can't meet Li Xiaoxiao and Zhang Qun at all.

Zhao Xin thought for a while before saying, "Why don't you pack one, what if they come to the house to look for me?"

Yang Jingjing nodded: "Well, okay." ”

Zhao Xin said again: "By the way, sister, you can help me pack one for Brother Cong'an." ”

Yang Jingjing was a little surprised: "When did you have such a good relationship with him?"

Zhao Xin smiled: "Brother Cong'an, it's okay, every time you pass by our class, you will throw me a bag of delicious food." ”

Yang Jingjing was stunned: "When did it happen? Why don't I know?"

Zhao Xin was heartless: "After the sports meeting, the things he gave me were delicious, and they were not sold in the shop." ”

"Really?" Yang Jingjing thought about Sun Cong's appearance of jumping out of An's daily life, and didn't think much about it, helping Zhao Xin wrap all the apples and pack them.

When I went to class the next day, Yang Jingjing's desk was already stuffed with three apples.

Yang Jingjing took it out one by one and looked at it, the transparent packaging was given by Zhang Yan at the same table, and the pink with the bow and blue checkered was given by the classmates at the front table.

Yang Jingjing bent her eyebrows and smiled, took out the apples she had prepared, thanked them one by one and gave them to the other party.

After returning the apples, Yang Jingjing began to send apples to her classmates who had a good relationship with her on weekdays, but Gao Feng and Sun Cong'an didn't come, she put the apples in their desks.

After the distribution, Yang Jingjing took out the textbook and began to consciously study in the morning.

Sun Cong'an came to the class first, his schoolbag has never been good to carry, hanging on his wrist and taking a step to kick, in front of Yang Jingjing, Sun Cong'an stopped, put the shopping bag he had been carrying in his hand on Yang Jingjing's desk, and said with a smile: "Happy Christmas Eve." ”

Yang Jingjing smiled: "Happy Christmas Eve." ”

After Sun Cong'an finished giving something, he went to his seat with a tap.

Zhang Yan stretched out his head to look at the bulging bag of things: "How many apples did he wrap?"