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A demure reading, a serious painting.

The space in the pure white ward suddenly became a little quieter.

The noise in the corridor outside the ward, because of the sound insulation of the building, cannot transmit the slightest sound wave into the ward.

As for the window of this high-end ward, it is a well-groomed green back garden, with the occasional crisp birdsong, light and pleasant, for these hospitalized patients, this is not noise, but a vibrant atmosphere.

Because this book has been read for a long time, there is not much content left.

After a while, Leng Liuli had already closed the antique thread-bound book.

"Shi Zixi, can I get out of bed and change a book?" For fear of disturbing Shi Zixi's painting, Leng Liuli asked in a soft voice.

"Drinking water, changing books, and standing in front of the windowsill for a while are all no problem, originally I am a half-creation, half-reference painting, not as rigorous as you think." It seems that in order to express himself, even if he chats while drawing, he is also at ease, Shi Zixi continued:

"There are quite a lot of entertainment facilities for leisure time in this ward, so you just read books all the time?"

"Occasionally, I watch TV for a while, and sometimes I am in a daze, but in fact, the time spent reading books does not take up too much of this." Leng Liuli's slender and delicate index finger skipped over the name of a book, and finally stopped at the "Sukhomlinsky Anthology".

She had a bit of an impression of the name, which seemed to be the former Su. Educators of the United Nations.

I pulled out the book, opened the table of contents, and found that it was a bunch of digests about education

"Give Your Heart to Your Children"

"Conversation with the Young Principal"

……

After flipping through a few pages, I found that it was actually a bilingual book in Russian and Chinese.

looked at the others, most of them were books related to health preservation and peace of mind, and Leng Liuli was not too interested in these.

Cultivating nature, reading too much literature, this background will naturally come in, and there is no need to deliberately pursue it.

As for health, don't die and drink Sudan dyes, coarse and fine grains, rodish greens, red and white fine meat, and eat evenly every day, so that you can live an appropriate age.

Of course, if you want to live a long life, or if you get some kind of illness halfway, this is not within the scope.

"Zixi, what school are you applying for?" After looking left and right, he couldn't find any other books that interested him more.

As a result, Leng Liuli put "Dream Shadow" back, picked up "Sukhomlinsky Anthology" and returned to the hospital bed.

"I took the test for Ziyu Academy, I took a look at my results, and they were not bad, and I should be able to get in." Shi Zixi looked at his painting for a moment, and then closed his eyes and imagined the picture of the combination of reality in his mind.

The beauty of artistic conception and the subtle feeling are indeed something that is difficult to grasp.

"Ziyu Academy?" Leng Liuli was a little surprised.

The best high school in Shu Province is said to be open to the entire Great Southwest.

It's just that this school doesn't just have good grades to get into.

"Did someone write you a letter of recommendation?" Leng Liuli asked with concern.

"Letters of recommendation? What is this? Although his tone was a little doubtful, Shi Zixi still did not stop sketching.

It seems that she doesn't care too much about this thing.

After all, she checked her results on the Internet, and ranked 11th in the Tianyi Prefecture High School Entrance Examination, almost entering the top ten.

I heard that this school enrolls more than 2,000 people every year, and the enrollment number is more exaggerated than those third-rate universities, so no matter how you count it, you should have your own share.

Moreover, this school is located in Tianyi Prefecture, and Shi Zixi's household registration is also local to Tianyi Prefecture, so you should also take care of local education.

"It's fine, it's not too important." Seeing that Shi Zixi didn't seem to know, Leng Liuli didn't continue to talk in vain, but silently wrote down this matter in his heart.

In the early years, the colleges, that is, those schools that were promoted from famous high schools, only accepted the children of officials and eunuchs, wealthy businessmen and celebrities, and basically did not accept students who were ordinary people.

It was only later that with the changes and civilization of society, these three or four schools began to accept some civilian students with excellent grades.

But even then, there are a lot of restrictions.

In the beginning, there were many restrictions on the admission of civilian students, but a series of educational reforms were carried out later. One by one, these restrictions have been removed.

However, there is a rule that it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult, and it is not easy to say that it is not easy.

That is, every student who enrolls in Ziyu College must have a letter of recommendation from a contemporary celebrity, and celebrities in various fields can do it.

I don't know what to say about the last insistence of these old schools, or what, there is always something that makes people feel like they have done it many times.

If you have the heart, it is not too difficult to operate, bring red envelopes and gifts, go to those universities, or scientific research institutions or something, respectfully visit these professors and scholars, explain the situation, and generally they will agree to write a letter of recommendation.

"Oh~~ That's it." Shi Zixi didn't care and continued to paint.

Leng Liuli flipped through a few pages of the book, read a few abstracts, and then saw "Letter to My Daughter"

"What is love? …… When God created the world, he took all living things .......

Just over a year ......., God brought the Archangel Gavrila.......

……”

"Zixi, have you ever kissed it?" Leng Liuli read this digest of love between father and daughter, and suddenly an idea sprouted in his heart, so he asked out loud.

"Uh... Pick up. Kiss? Shi Zixi's pen stopped, surprised and Leng Liuli suddenly asked a question.

If someone had asked him like this in his previous life, as a pure and innocent boy in his 20s, he would have been very irritable and replied:

"Shut your. There are a lot of problems with your mess. ”

…

But now, as a delicate girl, you don't have to be so sensitive. I felt it.

"No... No~~" Shi Zixi said with some embarrassment, the two girls are still a little embarrassed to discuss this kind of problem.

"You, uh?" Shi Zixi asked rhetorically.

"I was kissed on the cheek by my mother... Not really. Leng Liuli recalled carefully, the expression of intimacy between relatives was at most skin contact on the face.

"Ugh."

"Pick up. What will a kiss taste like? It seems to be very sweet on TV. Leng Liuli looked at the book and continued to ask.

"Who knows, you can't trust everything on TV, maybe the smell is just like kissing your own skin, after all, it's just a bunch of epithelial tissue touching each other." Shi Zixi did not have this experience in his previous and current lives combined, so he could only make a rational analysis from a biological point of view.

As he spoke, Shi Zixi really raised his smooth arm and made a brief contact with his lips.

"A little salty, nothing ordinary. It seems that what is shown on TV is indeed beautified. Shi Zixi expressed his thoughts after the experiment.

Leng Liuli glanced at his arms that were as white as snow, but he didn't try to touch them as freely as Shi Zixi.

It's just that Xiang Shi Zixi continued to ask again with some uncertainty: "Is this really the case?" ”

"Practice brings the truth, anyway, that's my experience." Shi Zixi's words are chiseled.

"Oh." Leng Liuli replied in a low voice and didn't speak again, as if she was reading a book seriously or thinking about something.

After that, Leng Liuli continued to read, and Shi Zixi continued to paint.

The painting was almost completed, and Shi Zixi was also a little sleepy, so he fell asleep directly on the eaves of the cold glazed bed.

Leng Liuli had been reading for a long time, and she was a little tired, so she took her eyes off the book and took a rest.

His gaze turned and fell on Shi Zixi's delicate face.

Slightly closed eyes, peaceful sleeping face, as well

Soft lips~~

There was a struggle inwardly.

"Practice brings the truth." Leng Liuli remembered what Shi Zixi had just said.

Some hesitation, hesitate for a while, and finally call softly.

"Shi Zixi~~, Zixi~~~~, Shi Zixi...."

It was not the kind of voice that deliberately woke people up, and because of this, Shi Zixi did not wake up disturbed.

Leng Liuli raised her head and glanced at the doorway, and then cautiously lowered her head slowly.

The dragonfly touched the water like a little water.

Then he quickly raised his head, and his originally cool face was a little red at the moment.

Shi Zixi was still asleep at the moment.

Take a deep breath and hold back your heart, which is beating a little hard.

I carefully recalled the contact that took less than a second just now

The taste doesn't seem to be what Shi Zixi said

I always feel a little strange

or

Much like the taste of a TV show?

…