Because Zhao Xuanying wants to spend her gap year happily, she stays in Beijing endlessly, either following Yunchen to class, or going to Xingyue to do Yunchen's endless work.

Xingyue Company, young and old, are now familiar with Zhao Xuanying, even the aunt who came to deliver things, and the uncle who came to clean up on the weekend all know Xuanying, and sometimes bring her a specialty, Zhou Yunchen has to admire Zhao Xuanying's communication ability, he is simply a diplomat at home.

However, the reason why Yunchen almost doesn't show up now, it's all because of the damn final exams at this university. The Chinese Department is really like a devil when it comes to exam week, and every night Xiao Ling calls Yunchen, and always encounters her memorizing questions, either Yunchen is reading PPT or reading English.

"We had a meeting today, saying that we were going to release a new song, it is said that this new album, but the company gave us a strong push, and Xingyue finally ......" Xiao Ling walked home with milk tea in his arms, and he wore a black mask on his face, but none of the passers-by recognized him, he couldn't help but smile, he was really confused.

As a result, such a sincere complaint was exchanged for Yunchen's silence.

Xiao Ling was one head and two big, and he originally wanted to say that Xu Yingxuan and Zhao Xuanyin would not take him to dinner today, but Yunchen suddenly burst into laughter loudly, and muttered in his mouth: "I said it, I said this, how wrong is it, it turns out that here, this unit, how difficult and difficult it is, whoever makes this question should be pulled out, and the cane will be punished for thirty." ”

Xiao Ling was about to smile with tears, fortunately, there were only two weeks in the exam week, if there were a month or two months, he wouldn't have to look for Zhou Yunchen, at that time, Zhou Yunchen had in his mind that in addition to Ma Yuan was pedagogy, and then there was Aeschyros Sov Koles Oli Peters, Xiao Ling couldn't hear what she said, she ignored it directly, and couldn't interject at all.

The day before yesterday, the two talked on the phone, Xiao Ling tutored Zhou Yunchen online for a night of modern history, and after the tutoring, he couldn't help but sigh how this little girl went to school, even if high school was a liberal arts subject of science, it couldn't be so bad, and I didn't even know how many years it was in the first year of the Republic of China, and I couldn't tell the difference between a bunch of common sense.

Xiao Ling couldn't help her, and it was not good to disturb Yunchen's recitation, so he had to turn on the video to watch her humbly nest in the corner of the wall alone, muttering various questions in her mouth, and standing up and walking around after a while, watching Xiao Ling laughed several times.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Xiao Ling came back from taking a shower, and when he saw that Yunchen was still memorizing the question on his mobile phone, he was already asleep lying on the table in the dormitory.

This girl, 365 days a year, will stay in the dormitory for a few days during the exam week, if it weren't for the failure and grade points to spur her, I'm afraid Zhou Yunchen won't be in the dormitory these days.

"Yunchen."

Xiao Ling felt that she would catch a cold if she slept like this, and her neck hurt at all the next day, so she simply had to wake her up.

Who knew that Zhou Yunchen couldn't wake up from the dark thunder when he slept, and even if Xiao Ling screamed three or four times, he only let out a mosquito-like hum from his mouth.

Xiao Ling couldn't cry or laugh, but he was very distressed, so he said gently: "Wake up quickly, lie back on the bed and sleep, don't catch a cold, be nice." ”

Yunchen also knew that he couldn't sleep like this, but his body was so sleepy that he couldn't stand upright, and he promised to lie down immediately, but he still couldn't move.

Xiao Ling's heart seemed to be slashed by someone one by one, and he didn't know how many times he had cursed this exam week that killed a thousand knives in his heart, where did his little princess suffer this grievance since she was a child, but there was still no way, some roads could only be walked alone, just like Yunchen was determined to go to the UK for graduate school, and the final grades must be hard, so the exam week must be tired and persevering.

Seeing that she didn't react, Xiao Ling gave up on himself and sang with the microphone, and sang Liu Yuanzhe's new album, and the most excessive thing was that he deliberately sang in several wrong places, and the tune went to the Arctic Ocean.

After singing a song, Yunchen woke up directly, if it weren't for the dormitory with the lights off and everyone sleeping, she would have scolded her directly, if you can't sing, can you not sing? It's really embarrassing to sing like this, it's really ugly.

Xiao Ling saw that she had succeeded in achieving her goal, and she was so happy that she couldn't do it, so she changed her tone and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, you go wash your face and sleep, it's really okay not to wash your face, I won't tell others, don't worry." After speaking, he blinked mischievously, and the angry Yunchen picked up the book and wanted to slap his face.

By the time Zhou Yunchen packed up and went to bed, it was already half past twelve, and it was dark all around, Xiao Ling finally managed to contain her strong desire to chat, and after washing her face, she finally got out of nowhere and the excitement and spirit, and finally let her climb into bed and fall asleep peacefully, after making sure that this little girl was asleep, Xiao Ling hung up the phone she forgot to turn off, washed up and watched the news, and reviewed the dance of the new college, and then went to bed, the day was over, But there are still two weeks to go in such a sad day.