After school at noon, Yu Zheng gave Song Wanqing the notebook of "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty", which he had written all morning, totaling more than 20,000 words. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I won't be coming to school in the afternoon, you can return it to me tomorrow when we meet."

Yu Zheng said this to Song Wanqing before leaving.

"Not coming?"

Song Wanqing first happily took the notebook, thinking that she could finally have a new plot to watch, which was a bit beautiful.

But when she heard Yu Zheng say this, she glanced at her table mate strangely and asked, "Are you sick?" Just now she saw Yu Zheng go to the head teacher to get a leave note, and she glanced at it secretly, as if she had written a cold or something.

Yu Zheng didn't want to deceive his tablemates.

He shook his head: "No, but there was something to do in the afternoon, so I just found a reason casually, and the head teacher won't care about me anyway." ”

"Then you can't skip class, it's a holiday tomorrow, and it's not too late to do anything tomorrow!" I don't know why, Song Wanqing suddenly remembered that Yu Zheng had said that he would not take the college entrance examination before, and involuntarily blurted out a sentence, and after finishing speaking, she remembered that in fact, even if she was at the same table in school, she was usually writing novels in class, and she wouldn't listen to classes at all.

didn't wait for Yu Zheng to say anything.

Song Wanqing immediately said with a serious face: "Yu Zheng, I don't think you should give up on yourself!" You're so talented that you can write like this, and it would be a shame if you couldn't go to college! In the end, she even brought a hint of crying, as if she was very anxious about Yu Zheng's broken jar behavior.

There are some things that cannot be said to other people.

It is impossible for Yu Zheng to tell Song Wanqing that he is a traverser, and he also has a good impression of this beautiful woman who cares about him very much, although it is difficult to say what this kind of good feeling is.

Pure or impure.

So, he just sighed and said, "I really have something urgent in the afternoon, and this matter is very important to me, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to stop coming to school for no reason." ”

This is really nothing, in Yu Zheng's eyes.

Raising more money as soon as possible is indeed a more valuable and meaningful thing for him than learning things that are of little use to him in school.

Yu Zheng said so, although Song Wanqing still didn't believe it, but she couldn't be cheeky to ask others if there was anything urgent, this is someone else's privacy, people don't say it, you can't ask, if you ask casually, you are not his person, it will be a little too rude.

Song Wanqing just glanced at Yu Zheng with a suspicious gaze, although she really wanted to ask what the so-called 'important things' were.

"You can't let Yu Zheng continue like this!"

Song Wanqing suddenly had such a thought in her mind.

She felt that as a responsible classmate and tablemate, and as a member of the study committee of the class, she had never done what a study committee member should do, but at this moment it was as if she had suddenly awakened, and she felt that she could not watch her table mate continue to sink and degenerate.

Song Wanqing seemed to have made a lot of determination suddenly, she clenched her fists hard, and then her pretty face suddenly turned cold, she looked at Yu Zheng with a very serious look, and said in a very serious tone: "Yu Zheng, I have decided, when I come back from the holiday, I will give you a separate one-on-one make-up lesson!" I'm going to have to bring up your grades! As she spoke, she paused slightly, thought about it for two seconds with a frowning brow, and continued, "Let's start with your math and English!" ”

After finishing speaking, Song Wanqing's eyes looked directly at Yu Zheng.

"This ......"

Yu Zheng opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say, he never dreamed that it would become like this, such a plot reversal occurred, and he was at the same table as he planned to make up for his lessons, which really made him a little crying and laughing.

He was about to say something.

But Song Wanqing waved her hand very domineeringly, and said in a tone that did not allow others to question: "This matter is settled." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left very chicly, just leaving Yu Zheng with a tall and prosperous back, and Yu Zheng could only watch the ponytail behind her disappear from sight, and the other party didn't give him time to explain at all.

"What's this called?"

Yu Zheng thought helplessly, he decided that when we met tomorrow morning, he must explain his thoughts to Song Wanqing, and he couldn't let her decide her own affairs so self-assertively.

Afternoon.

In the first two classes, Song Wanqing was always a little uneasy when she was in class.

From time to time, she would turn her head to look next to herself, when she saw the empty seat next to her, she always found it difficult to calm down and think, Yu Zheng's handsome face would always flash from her mind, she didn't know what the reason was, when Yu Zheng was in class next to her before, she had never been like this, and she always felt special at ease at that time.

She thought of what she said to Yu Zheng at noon, it was her true words, she really didn't want to see Yu Zheng give up the college entrance examination like this, when she thought of Yu Zheng giving up on herself like this, she would inexplicably have a feeling of distress.

She didn't know why that was happening.

It stands to reason that Yu Zheng is just an ordinary classmate of hers, nothing more.

She has never felt like this for other people, but Yu Zheng is different from others.

Inadvertently, Song Wanqing saw the notebook sandwiched between several of her textbooks, with "The Great Song Ti Criminal Officer" written.

She didn't even sleep at noon.

It's been two days in a row that she hasn't taken a nap, and if her grandfather knew about it, she would definitely say that she would have beaten herself, but when she thought of the suspense and plot of that novel, she always couldn't resist the temptation.

She always wanted to see it as soon as possible, and she couldn't delay even a second.

Yu Zhengxin's finished writing, and even read it twice with love, and as the plot deepened, the whole novel became more and more exciting, and some places even made her stunned.

The more this is the case, the more Song Wanqing feels that Yu Zheng should go to college.

And her belief that she wants to make up lessons alone for her table is becoming more and more firm, this time no matter what Yu Zheng tells herself, she must also give him make-up lessons, she feels that she is saving the future of a great writer, such a talented person, if she can't go to college and see the outside world, in her eyes, it's a pity, it's a pity.

She couldn't let that happen.

When she thought of this, Song Wanqing's eyes, which were still a little confused before, suddenly became firm, and her heart was suddenly full of passion and strength, just like those predecessors and martyrs who shed their blood for the success of the revolution decades ago.

The last two lessons are in English.

Chang Yiyi came to the classroom with the test paper that she finished yesterday, and many people showed a little apprehension on their faces after seeing it.

Yesterday's test paper was a bit difficult, and the results may not be satisfactory in general.

However, Chang Yiyi's face was as charming as usual, she looked around the classroom from the podium, and when she saw Yu Zheng's position vacant, her eyes couldn't help but show a trace of doubt.

"Where's Yu Zheng?"

Chang Yiyi asked the squad leader.

"I'm sick, and I asked for leave to say I'm going to get an injection." The squad leader immediately gave a 'truthful' answer, of course, the so-called truthful answer was only because Yu Zheng's leave note was written like this.