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Zhang Yao straightened her waist, and her slender and close-fitting summer school uniform showed her slender figure, full of the beauty of youth. She was holding the "Queen Male XX Daquan" in her hand, as if she was reading a book seriously, but she was secretly looking at the beautiful boy on the other side of the table with her eyes.

He's such a lucky guy.

This is actually a pun intended.

Zhang Yao blinked, recalling the thrilling scene at the door of the library, if he was hit by that hammer, Wen Qian would probably have to go to the hospital for the next few days.

It's the end of the third year of high school, and a day is precious. Looking at one less type of question can mean a few points of gain or loss, and this small gap is enough to determine the fate of the candidate.

The college entrance examination is actually a brutal competition between tens of thousands of people at the same time.

Competition has never been benevolent and accommodating.

Zhang Yao sighed faintly.

She didn't see it clearly, and Wen Qian also used his finger joints to change the trajectory of the claw hammer, which was just a fluke. But that's only half the story.

Being favored by her Miss Zhang is the real good luck.

A girl's feelings are always poetry, separated by a layer of tulle, with her strong and good-faced character, how can she say something similar to her pursuit?

"Wen Qianyi, help me buy water, I'm thirsty!"

I don't know why, Zhang Yao suddenly had a little temper again. She threw the textbook on the table and stared at Wen Qianyi with her hands on her chest.

Wen Qian also lowered his head and was looking at his phone.

He held a copycat mobile phone with a big brand in his hand, and looked at the local news of Yunyang City searched in the browser with a complicated expression. Thanks to the recent informatization policy vigorously promoted by the Yunyang Municipal Government, the current affairs news at noon can be found on the local life website.

"Huifeng Food City Sudden Gas Explosion, Four People Died on the Spot, Nine People Were Seriously Injured, and More Than 20 People Were Slightly Injured"

"At 11:17 today, located in Quanshui Street, Xicheng District, a restaurant center called Huifeng Food City suddenly exploded violently, according to eyewitnesses, the explosion was very loud, and the alarm bell sounded in the cars parked throughout the street. The specific reason has been ascertained, with the help of a reporter surnamed Liu from a newspaper, the person in charge of the food city Wang was finally arrested, and the investigation showed that the food city has long had hidden dangers in fire and security inspections......"

Reporter surnamed Liu......

The news is just a text briefing and is not accompanied by a picture. Even so, Wen Qian can still recall the figure of that beautiful woman.

It is hard for him to forget that thousands of rebirths, although each time it is only a short 6 minutes and 17 seconds, it is enough for him to know Huifeng Food City well. Among them is this beautiful reporter named Liu Xuejia.

Wen Qian also muttered to himself: "It's not a dream, it's all real......"

For a moment, he wondered how it might be a prank. When he logged on to other local websites and saw news reports that were almost identical, and even pictures were taken on the spot, he didn't want to believe it but had to believe that what happened in his dream happened in reality.

"What isn't true?" Zhang Yao looked at him suspiciously.

Since noon, she felt that Wen Qianyi's whole person was wrong, and she couldn't say where it was, but since she disappeared for half an hour before getting on the No. 239 bus, Wen Qianyi's temperament seemed to have changed inexplicably.

It seems to be ...... Don't enter the living?

Zhang Yao didn't care. In the past, Wen Qian was also a cold personality on the outside and hot on the inside, and he was enthusiastic about his friends, but he always had a cold face towards strangers, giving people a particularly cold feeling, as if it was difficult to get along.

Wen Qianyi's face was not very good, he reluctantly smiled at Zhang Yao, and then got up and went to the convenience store next to the study room of the embassy, and bought a bottle of iced tea and a bottle of apple-flavored queer.

Zhang Yao is a girl who is easy to be coaxed to be happy. When she saw Wen Qianyi's queer handed over, her eyes turned into a crescent moon with a smile, and she pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "I remember very clearly, did you see me always drinking this drink at school?" ”

She realized that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, her face flushed, and she changed the subject casually and said, "Why have you been out for so long, it's been almost five minutes." ”

Not five minutes, but 106 meters, 61 steps, 4 minutes and 17 seconds.

And, where do I know what you like to drink?

4,931 nightmarish experiences have made Wen Qian particularly sensitive to distance and time. He didn't say it because there was only one bottle of iced tea left in the convenience store, and as for the apple-flavored queer, he casually took it out of the freezer.

Buying water is just a short episode, the reason why the two of them took such a long car to the city library in Xicheng District, the main purpose is to buy some study materials, and then take them here to study for a while.

There are less than two months left before the college entrance examination, and every minute and every second needs to be grasped.

Zhang Yao drank the drink, the apple taste was sweet, and her heart was also sweet. After a while, I was immersed in the ocean of learning with this happy mood, accompanied by Uncle Wang Houxiong and the famous scenic spot Huanggang.

For studying, Wen Qian also had no thoughts at this time, he touched his neck and touched his arm, all of them were intact, and the pain in his memory seemed to remain in his mind, and a little memory made him feel a chill all over his body.

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

Laying out the English practice questions he had just bought on the table, he was a little irritated when he saw the exam questions.

Wen Qian is also a scumbag in the non-standard sense.

He is a student in the top class of the school.

Math is very good, and the theory is reasonable, but English and Chinese are really not talented, and after three years of hard work, I have been taught by these two teachers in every way, and until now I have not been able to approach the passing level of 90 points.

In the first mock test, I scored 47 points in English, which shocked the whole class.

The head teacher persuaded him countless times that if he could pass both English and Chinese, it would be more than enough to be admitted to an ordinary school.

But he just couldn't get the interest in it.

Wen Qian also frowned, reluctantly opened the roll paper, and began to work on the question.

Finding the right answer in the vast sea of questions is comparable to torment for scumbags.

Question 1: "rememberto__thework...... What to choose? ”

No.

Flipping through the answers, I see, this is it, oh my God! And then - next question!

Usually, Wen Qian also does this English test paper, in fact, he is looking for a kind of psychological comfort for himself who has been studied, as for whether it is effective...... A score of 47 speaks for itself.

In a memorized subject like English, the repetition rate of questions is extremely high, back and forth, only those words, those kinds of grammar. In particular, it is easy to see the same exercises in this workbook divided by question type.

Wen Qianyi's eyes swept away, and it was about the test point of remember, and he didn't even think about it, he chicly ticked out the traces of C, and filled in the correct answer casually.

Correct answer?

Something suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked at the subject again.

Every letter is honestly lying on the paper, and there is nothing different from the usual.

Yes, it's exactly the same as the first question I did, and even the test center is ......

Wen Qian was also stunned, he used his brain a little, and all the knowledge points on the answer were reflected in front of him like pictures. This feeling is completely different from the hazy memories of the past, like a photo taken by a camera, clear, clear, halal!

He tried to recall more of the questions he had read, and even the sesame-sized typographical errors on the stems were clear.

Wen Qian also thought that he had suddenly opened his mind, this unforgettable taste - no game can compare!

Learning makes me happy.

For the first time in his life, he had this kind of "politically correct" understanding.

It can be so cool to do the question.

An hour passed in a hurry, and Wen Qian also did more than 400 English multiple-choice questions, which was more about memorizing the test points than doing the questions. You only need to read it carefully, and the answers are like being imprinted in your mind, clear to the extent that you can memorize them backwards.

Zhang Yao secretly looked at Wen Qianye many times, rarely saw Wen Qianye such an ecstatic appearance, shook his head and smiled, feeling a little strange but did not ask.

Zhang Yao didn't ask, and Wen Qian also saved the trouble of explaining.

Toilet.

Wen Qian also poured water on his face, trying to calm himself down.

"What the hell is going on...... First it was the real dream, and then it was the memory that suddenly became unusually good. "He's not stupid, and today's succession has made him realize that something is wrong.

After a brief moment of excitement, a hint of unease ran through his heart.

Looking at the mirror in front of the sink, Wen Qian also fell into deep thought. He planned to find an excuse to go to Huifeng Food City after leaving the library, and if he couldn't determine the scene in his dream, he wouldn't be at ease anyway.

After making up his mind, looking at himself in the mirror, he smiled comfortingly.

But when he smiled, he found that he couldn't take it back.

own mouth...... Suddenly don't listen to the call! The upper and lower lips opened and closed, and they actually spoke.

"As a result of the excitement, your brain secretes 1.71 times the usual amount of betaendorphins. This morphine substance in the brain is very important for the emotional regulation of carbon-based life, and dopamine has a similar effect, do you need more dopamine? ”

"This is invaluable advice. Because in the next experiment, if you don't have dopamine as a support, you may have a nervous breakdown. ”

Wen Qian also stared in horror at his mouth in the mirror, the timbre of his voice definitely did not belong to him. It suddenly occurred to him who the owner of this timbre was.

Calling himself codenamed SOM17, a mysterious alien visitor.