"Fan, I'm going to enter the exam room in a while, why are you still playing?" Beichen was packing up his exam preparation bag, but he saw his younger brother holding an eraser and constantly scribbling something on it.

"I'm not playing". Bei Fan shook the eraser in his hand at his brother as he spoke, only to see that each side of the white eraser block was painted with a different number of small black dots.

"What the hell is this? You're not going to be making dice, are you? Bei Chen looked at the eraser handed over by his brother and felt funny, "Does this work?" You're still wasting time here. ”

"Who says it's a waste of time?" He Beifan disagreed, "Look at how small these dice are, how delicate they are." As he spoke, he turned the eraser and began to appreciate himself.

"But what's the point of you doing it? Can it tell you the answer? He Beichen felt that his younger brother was as cute as when he was a child, and his behavior made Beichen feel very naïve.

"It can't tell me the answer, but it can help me guess the answer." He Beifan said, the corners of his mouth naturally turned up, "For example, if you can't do a question, then you can roll a dice and try it." ”

"I'll go, that's fine." Bei Chen seemed to hear the Arabian Nights, "Is this a high hit rate?" His words seemed to directly hit He Beifan's pain point.

"Hit rate, let's not mention it for now." Fan smiled as he spoke, "But it's also quite useful." For example, if you are torn between A and B, instead of asking for trouble, you can just throw a dice. He said, looking very relaxed, as if he had forgotten that he would be in the exam room in five minutes.

"It's like, there's no such thing, it's entangled between A and B, it seems like there's really never been." He Beichen said, and shook his head seriously, which made Beifan angry.

He pouted, "Yes, you don't exist." I really don't have a common topic with a top student like you. Fan's little eyes widened, and he took care of his brother's words.

"Alright, alright, I'm kidding. How could I not have struggled? Chen smiled and patted his younger brother's immature shoulder.

"Then, I'll make you a dice, too." Bei Fan said and broke the original complete eraser.

"Hey, don't break it. Good eraser, what do you break it for? He Beichen was puzzled by Beifan's actions, but it was too late. The eraser in Beifan's hand has turned into two halves.

He took the black water-based pen in his hand and scribbled it on it with a serious face, "I'll make you a dice too, so that when you find it difficult to choose, throw an eraser, and it will bless you." ”

"Look, you've made the dice into cubes." Bei Chen smiled, and his thin face was a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"What happened to the cuboids? As long as the corresponding faces are equal. He was like a child, unable to hide his childishness, "Okay, here you go, I hope it can bless you." ”

He Beichen felt funny, if a small eraser could bless him, why did he need people to live so hard. But he didn't say anything, and took the eraser, which was the temperature of his brother's palm.

"Jingle bells." The bell rang for the start of the exam.

"Alright, alright, it's time to go in." Beifan waved the eraser in his hand, as if saying goodbye to his brother, "Come on, Qingbei Star." He smiled at him jokingly.

"Come on, so are you." He Beichen played with the rubber dice in his hand, and for some reason he should have been very happy to be blessed, but he had an inexplicable sadness.

He looked at the black-dotted eraser block in his hand, and carefully held it, the edges of the eraser were uneven, but they were also presentable. His broad fingers stroked it gently, and the smooth surface was cool.

"Please ask the invigilator to hand out the test papers." A soft and crisp female voice sounded in the corridor, but it sounded a little less warm at this time.

Without thinking about it, he clenched the exam preparation bag in his hand, but his steps lost their original firmness. Qingbei Star, this is the position he wants very much, but for her sake, can he not do it?

But He Beichen had to walk into the door, "Hurry up, why are you here so late, it's about to be issued." The teacher standing on the back blackboard couldn't help but count him down, and at the same time, the eyes of the students were focused on him, including Yao Liang who was sitting at the back table of course.

Bei Chen slowly walked to the first position of the blackboard behind him, there was an indescribable calmness in his steps, he sat down in front of the desk that belonged to him, and Yao Liang's eyes were meaningful.

"First year of high school, the first monthly English listening test starts to ...... now" The speaker on the white wall began to broadcast slowly, He Beichen opened the transparent pencil case as always, and quickly took out a black 2B pencil from it.

“What time is it

ow?” He Beichen listened carefully as he circled the test paper in black and white, even though his hearing had recovered, he was still afraid of the hearing test.

Bei Chen was thinking about it botheredly, only to feel his body shake, and his bench was kicked violently. He subconsciously lowered his head and saw a dark blue sneaker.

Yao Liang's feet were under He Beichen's bench, kicking again and again, whether He Beichen would fulfill his promise, he was not sure until now, but he could only win this battle and not lose it.

The invigilator stood in front of Bei Chen, but he didn't say anything, just pretended that nothing had happened, and instead moved the bench closer to the desk.

"Hmph." Yao Liang saw He Beichen move the stool forward, thinking that he was afraid of himself, so he became even more unscrupulous, stretched his legs longer, and continued to kick Beichen's bench.

This time, He Beichen didn't pay attention to him anymore, but began to answer the questionnaire attentively. He seemed to have forgotten Yao Liang's kicking, and he didn't take this monthly exam seriously, but regarded it as an ordinary exercise.

Seeing that Bei Chen ignored him, Yao Liang also felt very bored, he slowly retracted his legs, picked up the black water-based pen on the desk, and looked at the English paper in front of him with some boring.

The clock on the wall ran tirelessly forward, Bei Chen flipped the test paper back and forth several times, looking at the essay on the answer sheet that was vacated by himself, he deducted the answer paper a little helplessly.

The eraser dice lay quietly on the desk, as if waiting for He Beichen to be at his mercy. Beichen held it in his hand, "You'll bless me, right?" He couldn't help but whisper to himself.

He turned the dice in his palm back and forth a few times, writing below three o'clock, including three o'clock, and not writing above three o'clock, he thought silently in his heart, and then gently tossed the eraser in the air.

The white eraser spun around in a space not far from the tabletop and returned to the tabletop, revealing three black dots on the one facing above. Why is it the number 3, Bei Chen felt unusually unwilling.

He still didn't give up, grabbed the dice tightly, and threw it again. The white eraser made a graceful arc in the air, and this time it landed on the ground. The black dot on the originally small eraser is one less.

It landed on the edge of his shoe, and it seemed that he could pick it up as soon as he bent down, but He Beichen no longer had such a mind. For some reason, he had already made a decision, but he looked unusually depressed.

I could only turn through the test papers over and over again, and even the unbearable sleepiness began to yawn. He opened his mouth, and a few crystalline tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Just as Beichen was about to close his eyes, the gentle and stern voice of the female teacher sounded in his ears again, "Okay, there is still half an hour before the end of the exam, and now you can hand in the papers in advance." ”

Her words made He Beichen feel refreshed, and the boy quickly covered the pen and stood up from the desk. Yao Liang felt the bench in the front row move, so he raised his head uncontrollably, and saw He Beichen nodding at the invigilator.

Bei Chen handed over the answer sheet with both hands, and when he flipped it back, it was blank, and he had never been so embarrassed, "I want to hand in the paper." ”

"Well, pack your things and you can leave." The female teacher said, taking the answer sheet handed by the boy. If it was really the student sitting in this position, she saw a beautiful hand of English, and she felt pleasing to the eye.

He Beichen packed up his exam preparation bag three times and twice, and there was an indescribable sense of loneliness in his eyes. Yao Liang couldn't answer the question with peace of mind, but looked at him nervously, he stared straight at He Beichen's answer sheet, hoping to get the information he wanted.

"He Beichen, wait a minute, why didn't you write your composition?" The female teacher turned Beichen's answer sheet over again, but she saw half of it, and she couldn't even believe her eyes.

Beichen had already walked to the front door of the classroom, and he heard the anxious voice of the female teacher, but he did not look back. Twenty-five points, twenty-five points, he let it out, he didn't want it.

"Xuanfan, in the days to come, I only hope that you can be happy and fast." Bei Chen thought and stepped out of the door of the examination room. The girl's face lingered in his heart for a long time.

"Hey, what's the matter with this kid, the paper was handed in before it was finished." The invigilator's shouting could be faintly heard in the corridor, but He Beichen was extremely relieved.