He paused, and then said, "If the one who paid for me paid for it, I will take it the same, brother, do you understand?" ”

When he said this, I always felt that his pause was waiting for me to ask, "What if the payer bought you?" At that moment, there was actually a faint voice in my heart that objected to this realization, but I just ignored it.

Qian Duo licked his lips and stopped talking. Maybe you're worried that if you say too much, you'll lose, right? If so, he's extremely wise.

Although I have never said a word with a cold face after the matter was clarified, in fact, the resentment against him in my heart has been reduced to the power of zero. It's just that I'm not going to tell him, because forgiveness is never a matter of reason, with me.

I still didn't speak, and just turned away, one of the reasons I was worried that when Qian Duo opened his mouth again, I would not hesitate to withdraw that understanding. The ensuing Qian Duo sounded like a sour "brother", and it didn't make me hesitate or make my lips speak.

Actually, it's not that I don't want to say it, it's not that I can't say it, it's just that I'm used to not saying it, and it's hard to break. It's not a good practice, but it's a subset of what makes me who I am. Since I didn't plan to apply for a qualitative change yet, I had to let it go.

It's a pity to say that Qian Duo and I are so strange, this is not his choice, nor my choice, but an indifferent choice.

My only option in this matter is not to pursue the letter sent from the post office in the east of the city. As Mr. Li said: There are always too many choices in the world, even if you don't choose that, it is still a choice.

I spent two-thirds of the summer vacation at school, because the countdown to the college entrance examination began with the new semester in the corner of the blackboard.

It's okay in the summer vacation, and I still follow the schedule of the second semester of the second semester of high school, and it wasn't until September 1 that the school really started the third year of high school, and the school really showed its fangs.

I have here a schedule of work and rest during the third year of high school, I don't know if the ranking officials are familiar with it:

Before 6:05, it is breakfast time, 6:05-6:50 (morning self-study 1), 7:00-7:30 (morning self-study 2), 7:30-7:50 (morning exercise, running exercise in winter), 7:50-8:35 (class 1), 8:45-9:30 (class 2), 9:40-10:25 (class 3), 10:25-10:45 (recess exercise), 10:45-11:30 class 4), 11:30-13:00 (lunch + lunch break) , 13:00-13:45 (Class 5), 13:55-14:40 (Class 6), 14:50-15:35 (Class 7), 15:45-16:30 (Class 8), 16:40-17:25 (Class 9), 17:25-18:25 (Free Activity + Dinner), 18:25-19:10 (Evening Self-study 1), 19:20-20:05 (Evening Self-study II), 20:15-21:00 (Evening Self-study 3), 21:10-21:45 (Evening Self-study 4), 21:55-22:25 (Evening Self-study 5).

Note: 1. Evening self-study 5 is also called small self-study. 2. Closed on Saturday mornings and Saturdays and Sundays of the last week of the month.

Since the courses of each subject in the third year of high school have long ended, the usual classes are to do test papers, lecture test papers, and the nine subjects are the same. Of course, the teachers are still conscientious, and there is still no ambiguity about procrastination and occupancy.

At the end of the month, the test will be held as usual, and the class will be readjusted according to the ranking after the test results are out, but the number of people who need to be adjusted is not much each time, and I have been staying in the second class.

It wasn't until 80 days before the college entrance examination that my grades were just enough to get in the first class, but I took the initiative to apply to stay in the second class, not because of any chicken head and phoenix tail, but because of the familiar environment and familiar classmates.

Of course, my so-called familiarity was limited to a few classmates around my seat, and the others basically didn't even say a word, and even more so, it wasn't until I took a graduation photo that I realized that we were classmates.

When I went to the third year of high school, I found out that the school was really just a place for learning, and it seemed that Wang Pan and Zhu Miao and I were really wrong to blame Zhu Keliang.

Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered a time when I was in the second grade of elementary school and cried because I was tired of doing my homework, and this is not to say that it is easier now than then, but I mean that we don't even have time to cry now.

Even if you can hold back for ten minutes between classes, how many people are willing to waste time on going to the toilet? His ears do not listen to what is going on outside the window, and he only reads the books of the sages.

At that moment, we were all practitioners who once disagreed. Of course, I am limited to the second class, as for the other classes, I don't know, but I heard that Zhu Miao has used his own Zhu Keliang's home remedies - eleuthero tablets + soothing brain fluid.

Qian Duo still lives in the house of his "aunt", who has nothing to do with his mother, and I don't know how he did it.

As for Sun Qiong, he lived in the dormitory for a while when he first started school, and then he lived in the dormitory once in a while, just like before, and then he simply moved out of the dormitory without a sound.

This is nothing, their art and sports classes originally had the privilege of day study, but their sense of existence was relatively low, and they belonged to the existence of the ancients as the scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants at the level of businessmen, otherwise Zhu Miao would not have gritted his teeth again and again and insisted on staying in the regular class.

However, helplessly, Zhu Miao still chose the art and sports class and focused on bel canto. It is in response to the words of the ancients, "Those who travel a hundred miles are half of ninety".

There is also something to say that Qin Xiaoqin and Yun Duo have become my classmates one after another, and after we were officially promoted to the third year of high school, we rearranged our seats, so that Yun Duo, who had just been assigned to the second class and had been separated from Sun Qiong, became my new tablemate.

I made a new discovery about this new tablemate, that is, when I looked at her face from the side, I had a hazy strangeness, and I was delighted with this strangeness, but it was accompanied by a little self-blame.

Then there is Wang Pan, since she was assigned to a class in the second semester of the second semester of high school until the end of the college entrance examination, she has been in the first class. We would occasionally see each other before the start of the third year of high school, and she hadn't changed much, and she still spoke in the same tone as before, but it was more difficult for me to listen to.

Since the countdown to the college entrance examination occupies the upper right corner of the blackboard, we can only meet by chance, most of them are in the cafeteria, a quick glance, just look at each other and smile, even if we eat at the same table, we can't say a few words. Remember......