Forehead...... Then he could only obediently shut up.

After closing his mouth and closing his eyes, his mind, which was originally chaotic because of the drug, suddenly became very clear at this time.

Si Yan occupied his ordinary bed, and at the same time occupied all his senses, and between his noses was a familiar and unfamiliar smell of fresh grass and trees, familiar with this smell, and what made people feel strange was this offensive that seemed to occupy every pore of him.

The night was long and quiet, and Chixiao turned over and stared out the window at the moonlight that had become particularly bright at some point, and could be regarded as asleep.

The next day, both of them woke up early and happened to meet the nurse on the morning shift who came to check their blood sugar and temperature.

The nurse saw a lot of various patients, and she was not surprised to see them sleeping in a bed, and checked her blood sugar and body temperature.

"It's burning again."

Chixiao's mind was at a loss, and his eyes were scattered.

"What?"

Si Yan hurriedly pressed him back to the bed and hurriedly got out of bed.

"How's it going, nurse? You okay? ”

The little nurse's expression was very calm: "It's okay, his cold is already more serious, and it is normal for his resistance to be capricious before he recovers, remember not to blow cold wind, don't eat fishy meat and greasy things, don't be in a hurry to stew any big tonic soup, first eat porridge and side dishes for a few days."

Of course, during the Chinese New Year, the family has a lot of New Year's goods, but you can't eat too much until the body recovers, and the cold will also affect the digestive system, and the body can't digest it if you eat too much. ”

"Got it, thank you, nurse."

Si Yanmu sent the nurse away, and after turning back, he found all the snacks in the ward except for fruits, turned around and threw them into the trash.

When he returned, he sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Do you hear that, from tomorrow onwards there will only be porridge and side dishes."

"Oh."

Chixiao nodded aggrievedly and took out his memory book again.

Si Yan didn't get used to him this time, and reached out and grabbed it.

"Rest for a few days and don't get in the way, you don't need to be in such a hurry, you really want to rely on Tsinghua University and Peking University?"

The four words behind Si Yan had a faint hint of mockery.

The irony is naturally not Chixiao, but this pale reality.

Although the university he went to is not bad, and No. 1 Middle School is also a good city key high school, all of this is too far away from a school like Tsinghua University and Peking University, and people are recruited according to the provincial ranking, and there are only a handful of people who can enter such a higher education institution.

And it's not just the grades, but the all-round development of the students, although Chi Xiao has changed recently, but in addition to studying, he can't see that he has any other interests, and he also feels that he is not suitable for that kind of atmosphere.

But for Chixiao, his pure sword like a blank sheet of paper has no such concerns, he is just working hard.

So he nodded honestly.

"Give it a try."

"In the history of No. 1 Middle School, there are only a few students who were admitted to this university."

Si Yanyu smiled lightly: "There are a total of seven over the years, two of which have been added to fifty points, two are 'high school six' who have been studying for three years, and two are special students who have spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to dig from provincial key high schools, that is to say, in the history of the school, Zheng'er Bajing is really the 'champion' cultivated by this school and has never repeated, and both parents of this child are teachers, and they have started 'special education' since childhood." ”

Chixiao naturally can't compare with him.

"Do you want to be the 'second'?"

It's not that he looks down on Chixiao, he just thinks that people should accept the reality and don't put too much pressure on themselves.

But the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the poor and white boy has nothing, but dares to think.

Chi Xiao looked into his eyes and said sincerely and firmly, "I want you to be the first." ”