"After the exam, Dang Mei, I'll take you to eat spicy chicken."

"I love to eat, I love to eat, but it's so greasy, won't it be bad for the afternoon exam."

"Oh, yes."

"What's wrong with you? Absent-minded. ”

Zhao Lun touched the tape in his trouser pocket, still thinking about the words of the director of Keqiao Law Firm.

"In the tape, if it is about the content of the judicial examination, it can be shared, and Dangmei is also from our law firm, so if you want to assign an office exceptionally, you don't need to distinguish between you and me."

"Then do you want to eat spicy chicken?"

"You can do whatever you want."

"It turns out that you just told me not to eat this or that before the exam, and now that the exam is over, you just indulge me like this? It's a bit hard to get used to. Eh, why don't you go over there, I see a Sichuan restaurant, I'm drooling when I think about it, and I'll get a boiled fish. ”

"No, there's your clever colleague over there."

"What's that? When I walked out of the examination room, many colleagues saw my legs, and they knew everything and had something to hide. ”

Speaking of this, Dang Mei sighed deeply, as if she resented her original impulse, and also remembered the speed at which her father made her a prosthetic leg.

"It's too slow. By the way, you call my daddy, what did he say? ”

"Oh, I forgot."

"So what the hell are you doing out there? Just sitting stupidly? ”

Dang Mei was a little dissatisfied, muttering her mouth.

"I still want to sleep at noon, have you found me a place?"

The number of Dang Mei's declines began to escalate, but Zhao Lun lowered his head and admitted his mistakes vigorously.

"You've always been cautious, you've never been like this, I didn't mean you just now, it's just that I didn't sleep all night, you told me, I will be sober when I answer the question, I don't think it's good, I'm going to fall asleep in the toilet, anyway, I didn't read the question you gave me."

"It's okay, the exam will only be taken in the afternoon, you ......"

"I don't watch, I don't watch, I'm hungry now, I want to eat, the exam was so long, the whole classroom was silent, it's depressing enough, I'm still sitting in front, the invigilator has nothing to do to look at my answer paper, you don't know how nervous you are."

"Appropriate nervousness, there is no harm to the candidates, it means that God favors you."

"Favor me? If you take care of me, you won't get me into a car accident. ”

"And what if you died?"

"What?"

"I mean, you were dead, and you can still lose your temper like that? The reason why you survived is because you have hope, don't yell at me like this in the future, I'm just your husband, not your father, I don't need to bear your negative energy. ”

"Zhao Lun, husband, you, should you divorce me? I know I'm willful, it's not that you've spoiled me these days, I can't stand myself anymore. ”

"When you're done with the exam, I'll take you to see a psychiatrist."

"Don't, no, I'm fine, I don't want to be a patient anymore, I have physical defects, and no matter how unhealthy my heart is, I'll be a complete waste."

"If you're not dead, you don't think of yourself as trash in the crematorium."

Seeing that Zhao Lun was angry, Dang Mei cleared her throat, held his arm, and shook it back and forth.

"Okay, I didn't have a good attitude just now, let's go, go to dinner."

"Then don't you take me to a psychiatrist? I'm sure I'll take the test well, and I'll read the questions you put on me......"