Chapter 52: When Facing the Someone You Like
In the next two weeks, the two of us were almost piled up by history, and finally, my thin workbook was finished, and I am ashamed to say that this is the first time I have written a workbook since I was a child, although I completed it with Gu Nanxing. Later, in order to store this doubly commemorative workbook, I carefully placed it in the drawer of my desk, and locked it together with the small notes from high school, as if this would forever preserve the memories of high school and those pure feelings.
And Gu Nanxing and I were finally able to answer questions that we couldn't understand in the past, and in the two mock exams, our scores also rose from 60+ to 90+.
At the end of class, we were still trying to endorse.
"The merchant gang is a regional merchant group spontaneously formed with the region as the center and the blood and hometown friendship as the link. In which period does the emergence of merchant gangs reflect the development of commerce? "I stumbled through the questions.
"Ming and Qing dynasties." Gu Nanxing didn't think much about it, and quickly answered.
"Well, I haven't read the options yet!"
"It's too easy, little pig, hurry up and get to the next question." He rubbed my head and said with a smile.
"Oh, but I'm not a piggy, I'll see...... Liu Yazi's "Title Taiping Heavenly Kingdom War History" said: "Chu Ge's voice is empty, and the blood stains Hu Tian and is red. Whoever can boil beans and burn the beans can control it, don't judge the success or failure of the hero. Among them, what does "boiled beans burn" mean? I finished reading the question and looked at him expectantly.
"Options?" He frowned and tapped me on the head.
"Don't you need options?"
"This question is very needed."
"Oh. A. Dingdu Tianjing B. Tianjing rebellion C. Captured by the Qing government D. Northern Expedition failed. β
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"Yes, but don't get so excited."
As soon as my voice fell, Ding Xinyi turned around, and said in a soft voice: "Gu Nanxing, you are really amazing, the question just now is so difficult, you can do it." β
And Gu Nanxing scratched the back of his head, a little naΓ―ve, and replied: "Don't be, I'm too scared of being praised by a scholar like you." β
Ding Xinyi laughed, her face was a little red, and she whispered, "What, I'm not." β
I looked at Ding Xinyi, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were bright, as if there were stars, watery and shiny, as if she wanted to look at Gu Nanxing, but she seemed to be a little embarrassed, and finally her eyes fell on an eraser on Gu Nanxing's desk.
I smiled faintly, maybe this is what it looks like to face the person I like, there are stars in my eyes, and my smile is shallow.
And Gu Nanxing, eighty percent didn't see it, he scratched the back of his head, and suddenly led the topic to me: "It's really not, but it's thanks to Jiang Luokui who grabs me every day to endorse it." β
For a moment, I felt a little stunned, but more importantly, I felt a slight sweetness that slowly overflowed from the depths of my heart.
I could clearly see that Ding Xinyi's expression flashed an inexplicable sense of loss, and then she smiled a little reluctantly, and then turned away.
"What's wrong with you? Blushing like this. He put his hand on my forehead with some exaggerated expression.
I quickly moved away and said, "What, do you think I'm sick every day?" β
Ding Xinyi walked out of the classroom.
I looked at Gu Nanxing with some pity, but Gu Nanxing looked dazed and said, "What kind of expression are you?" β
I smiled mysteriously and didn't say much, and he was even more confused.
It was another weekly exam, first history, then politics, and there was a twenty-minute break between the two exams, and the exam room was on the fifth floor, and it was very cold. Many people say that brushing questions is useless, but in fact, there are some uses, such as this history question, which is the kind of I know them, and they know me, which makes me extremely happy.
Coincidentally, Qian Yuan and I were in the same examination room, and it was very close to my seat. After the history exam, neither of us went back to the classroom, I wanted to talk to her, but there was already a girl standing next to her, it was estimated that it was a class, and the two of them began to answer the answers, but unfortunately, there was a disagreement on the first question, and then Qian Yuan suddenly turned to me: "Jiang Luokui, what did you choose for this question?" β
I looked at it and said without thinking: "Of course it's the choice of Hemudu." Qian Yuan nodded a little disappointed, and the girl cheered.
Then, they stopped talking to me and continued to answer questions, and I opened the political book and began to memorize some unendorsed concepts. For a moment, I thought that Qian Yuan and I could go back to the time when we ate instant noodles in the dormitory together in the first year of high school, but now I am sure, just like the song sings: "Some people, once they miss it, they will no longer be." With the "tragic" class division in the first year of high school, we were finally completely separated.
In the middle of March, when the class was in class, the class was not taught, and each class let us study for the part that we would not know, the teacher sat in front of the podium, and if there was anything that would not, he went up to ask, but there were no students to ask, except for a few who were particularly special to learn, more students chose to ask the same table or the surrounding classmates, I was one of them, but I was more of a book, ostensibly reading, in fact, I didn't read much at all, but I was a little sleepy.
Gu Nanxing was lying directly on his stomach, and it seemed that when I thought he was asleep, he would suddenly turn the book again, and then lie there again.
I looked at him with interest, and he suddenly turned his head and approached me sympathetically: "Am I particularly good-looking?" β
"What?"
He curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Otherwise, why do you always like to look at me secretly." β
"You, don't keep putting gold on your face." He suddenly covered my mouth lightly and said, "Be quiet, you want the whole class to know that you like to peek at me?" β
"I ...... I don't have one. I protested quietly, but Ding Xinyi suddenly turned his head to look at me, his eyes were indescribable, anyway, he didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood, I closed my mouth in amusement.
Gu Nanxing gently moved his hand away, then moved it to my head, rubbed it vigorously, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and said softly: "Really good, quite obedient." β
I scolded him secretly, but I didn't do it. I just silently turned my eyes to the book, pretending to be serious about it, but my heart was pounding.
Gu Nanxing then lay on the table again, I glanced at him secretly, but unexpectedly, my eyes collided with him again, I immediately looked away, but there was a gentle laugh from his ears.