Zhang Jin nodded and said: "It's basically like this, only learn and understand the formulas and concepts of mathematics, physics and chemistry, and don't do the later thinking exercises." Concentrate and specialize a little. The three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry were completely and systematically mastered in the three weeks before the start of school. After going to school, I mainly studied politics, biology, history, Chinese, English and other subjects. Some of these sugar gourd skewers are eaten faster, only five or six days, and some are slower, and it takes seven or eight days to learn. Therefore, in addition to Chinese and English, I am often distracted in other classes. ”

"The language is not the same as English?"

"Well, the concept of basic knowledge of Chinese is a bit unscientific and unsystematic, like a patchwork, and it also has to be written." Zhang Jin obviously hates language, "English needs to learn listening and speaking, this is not a concept. ”

"Then you are taking classes, which is equivalent to consolidating knowledge."

"Strictly speaking, it's about verifying knowledge, but it's more about looking at exercises." Zhang Jin rarely showed a sarcastic smile and said, "As long as your grades are good, the teacher will take it for granted that you are deserting." ”

Yang Zijian was stunned, his heart was pounding, this is a real way to learn science, although it is a little late, in fact, he should also learn Zhang Jin, and he memorized the concepts and formulas of mathematics, physics and chemistry in one breath during the summer vacation, and understood and mastered them. When the most difficult ones of mathematics, physics and chemistry are eliminated, the other subjects are water mills.

"Thank you, thank you very much!" Yang Zijian didn't blink, looking at Zhang Jin sincerely.

Zhang Jin stared at him for five seconds, then lowered his head, his heart couldn't help but beat faster, his face was hot, Yang Zijian's delicate and clear eyes were as beautiful as peach blossoms, and she screamed like a mosquito: "Between us, you don't have to be polite." Also, thank you for the sweet potatoes and ice cream that day, and I'd like to eat them again if I have time. ”

At this time, the wind blows by the window, and there is a burst of floral fragrance, and the osmanthus outside the window is blooming vigorously, and the fragrance is strong.

Yang Zijian suddenly understood that Zhang Jin thought that they had reached a "couple" relationship, so he would teach each other. He was a little moved, but a little overwhelmed, Zhang Jin has always taken care of himself so much, and he sent royal jelly, and he sent fruit to see the sick, guided every day, went on a date and went shopping together, and also taught learning secrets, he was really a little sorry for her, he could be called a negative man, and he looked a little white.

He now has a better and better impression of Zhang Jin, and after getting along for so long, harmonious and happy, this little "Wendi Deng" has long been very comfortable and pleasing to the eye, and has already left an important position in his heart.

People are creatures who are most afraid of getting along, even if they start with the purpose of using them, but as time goes by, the imprint of that emotion gradually burns into the memory. Now that he dreams at night, he doesn't know whether to call it "Zixia" a little more, or "Jingjing" a little more.

"Okay, as long as you don't dislike sweet potatoes, I'm willing to take you there every day!" Yang Zijian was full of promises, and then smirked a few times.

Zhang Jin let out a "hmm", stared at Yang Zijian with watery eyes, and then lowered his head to look at the exercises.

Yang Zijian looked at her delicate face, just like another girl, and his heart sank.

He suddenly thought that at noon today, he had just kissed Wang Yun and made a confession, if he was too close to Zhang Jin, then Wang Yun would really beat him hard. It seems that the date in the future will be sneaky, and this kind of life of stepping on two boats is really difficult!

At this time, Zhang Jin added: "By the way, Zijian, you must not do the exercises that you already know, you must get used to challenging unfamiliar problems that you don't understand, don't make yourself too comfortable, only in this way will you continue to improve." ”

Yang Zijian said suddenly: "No wonder you keep looking at the test papers and reading the exercise booklets, but you rarely do it, it turns out that you are looking for a problem you don't understand!" ”

Zhang Jin nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The next Friday morning, the sky suddenly became overcast and a little dreary.

At nine o'clock, halfway through the recess exercises, the sky began to drizzle, but the teacher on duty did not stop the broadcast gymnastics, and everyone had to finish the whole set of broadcast gymnastics in the drizzle.

This time, the vice principal did not speak or make notices on the radio, and directly shouted: "Disband!" ”

"Run, it's not good to get wet, you'll get sick!" Yang Zijian didn't look back, he ran towards the steps, he was shorter, standing in the third position in the front, in front of Xie Xiaoqin and Lin Xun, so as soon as he disbanded, he ran in the front, followed by Xie Xiaoqin, Lin Yi, Lin Xun and others, like a leading horse.

At this time, Wang Yun chased after Yang Zijian like a female cheetah and squeezed to Yang Zijian's side, everyone was not surprised, she and Yang Zijian could get along generously under the banner of "Literature Society", and they were upright revolutionary comrades.

"This Sunday, I'm moving, and you're going to come over and move busy." Wang Yun shouted.

"Moving?"

"I've already gone through the formalities, and I'll be a boarder soon." She smiled and said, "In the future, I will take you with me every morning run, and if you dare to sleep in, I will call you downstairs." ”

Yang Zijian's back was cold, and he stumbled and almost fell.

Wang Yun grabbed his arm and said, "Look at your frail and sickly appearance, so you have to exercise more!" ”

Yang Zijian's eyes were blank, and his brain was blank: Wang Yun was about to enter the school, so it would be a big problem, he would go uphill together after school, he would come over to join in the excitement after dinner, and he would sit together in the evening self-study to monitor his interaction with Zhang Jin, not to mention, he would be called up to run at five o'clock in the morning......

In the vast drizzle, Yang Zijian ran in a daze, and the white pear blossoms and red hibiscus flowers on the side of the road fell to the ground, which was very poignant, as if singing a sad song.

Before sitting down at the table, the doorman Master Qin shouted, "Yang Zijian, your letter." ”

Yang Zijian was unaware.

Seeing this, Lin Yi, who was at the same table, thought that he was sick again, and hurriedly called Yu Mao to come over to "see a doctor", he ran to the door to get the letter, and then stacked it on Yang Zijian's table.

Yu Mao touched Yang Zijian's forehead and said, "It seems to be a little cold." ”

Yang Zijian slapped away Yu Mao's disgusting right hand, and then said to Lin Yi with an expression that was more ugly than crying: "Good news for you, Wang Yun is moving to live in the dormitory of No. 1 Middle School!" ”

Lin Yi's eyes lit up and said, "That's good, at least there are more opportunities to meet, and I can report more work and thoughts to her old man." I heard that the Literary Club is going to expand its enrollment, double the number of pages in the journal, edit some of the junior high school group and the high school group, and divide the literature group, the poetry group, and the most important communication group, and I am now striving to be the leader of the communication group! ”

Yang Zijian ignored this "little official fan", picked up today's envelope and looked at it, something was wrong, there were two big envelopes, 16 open, the magazine would use such a large envelope, and at a glance at the address, he immediately understood, "Prose World" "School Scenery", and the 10,000-word long travelogue essay "Nantang - Millennium Fujian Ancient Town" he sent to "Fujian Province Countryside" was published!

He laughed and said, "It's a provincial magazine, and I finally published my work in a provincial magazine." ”