Lin Yi, who pretended to have a thigh, is now tormented by the final exam, and after entering January, the teachers and students of the middle school automatically switched to prepare for the exam.

There is no need to mention the workbook workbook, "Five-Three", "Heavy Difficulties" and "Queen Hero" are in turn, and the rolls don't need money.

Even if you really don't need money, it's not environmentally friendly to waste paper like this, teacher!

The consumption was too great, and the black pen in Lin's bag was broken, so he had to come to the small bookstore to replenish the stock after the third class.

The storefront is half the size of a classroom, and there is no obstruction, and there is no obstruction, and there is a complete unobstructed view.

So as soon as Lin entered the door, he saw an acquaintance.

It was Feng Wenqian, who was standing in front of the printer in the small bookstore and fiddling.

After she helped with that essay at the beginning of the semester, Lin Yi and her went from being strange classmates who didn't greet each other to ordinary classmates who met and greeted each other.

The two men met their eyes, nodded and did not speak.

Boys are very purposeful when they buy things, and they usually don't hang out, so Lin has been running to the area in the back row where various colored pens are placed.

When he returned to the counter, he found that Feng Wenqian was still standing in front of the printer and was at a loss.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi walked over and asked.

"It seems to be jammed, wait for Auntie to come back after settling the account and take a look." She was a little embarrassed.

Lin Yi glanced back, and there were several people lined up at the counter, I'm afraid it wasn't so fast, so he went up and lifted the cover: "I'll take a look." ”

Feng Wenqian was taken aback: "Be careful, don't break it." ”

When he was in high school, Lin Yi also thought that the photocopier was some kind of high-end precision equipment, mainly because it looked big.

However, after work, solving the small problem of paper jam by yourself is simply a necessity for the survival of workers, not to mention that this machine is not so delicate.

The display screen actually prompted the location of the jam, and Feng Wenqian could understand it, but she didn't dare to get started.

Lin Yi didn't have so many scruples, and directly followed the steps prompted to find the corresponding position and pull out the paper, and then closed the cover again.

I also took a picture like an old TV set with a snowflake screen.

"Woo ......"

The photocopier quickly resumed its work, spit out a few sheets of materials that Feng Wenqian had originally copied, and she looked at Lin Yi approvingly:

"I didn't expect you to have this hand."

Without her permission, Lin Yi didn't reach for it, but he asked casually:

"What did you copy?"

She raised a few freshly baked A4 papers in her hand that were still warm: "For the composition of this exam, Mr. Shao asked me to make a copy and paste it at the back of the classroom as a model essay." ”

Well, this is a literary young woman, and of course it is common to write a model essay.

The two went to the counter to check out together, Feng Wenqian was in front, and soon it was her turn, and the aunt in the small bookstore opened the printing paper and silently counted the number of sheets:

"Eighty-cents."

Feng Wenqian took out a red hundred-yuan bill from her pocket, and her aunt was a little embarrassed:

"Don't have any change?"

"Nope." She shook her head.

Auntie glanced back, she didn't really want to find this money, trouble.

This guy just got a photocopier with this girl, and it looks like they should know each other.

"I have, I'll pay for it."

Lin Yi stepped forward half a step in time, and put the two pens he was holding on the table, "Let's count these two together." ”

Feng Wenqian didn't shirk either, picked up the model text she copied and took a step back slightly, and waited for Lin Yi to finish the account before going out together.

"I'll give it back to you the next time I have change." She offered to do so.

"No, do you still have to pay back the eight cents?" Lin Yi thought it was a little funny.

He and Feng Wenqian met twice in the bookstore, the first time was that he borrowed 200 without money, and the second time was that Feng Wenqian had no change and he paid eight cents on his behalf.

In this way, they have always been a "pure money relationship".

Lin Yi didn't say this joke, the so-called sense of proportion is the way of choosing to talk according to the different objects, and she is not familiar with that part.

Feng Wenqian was not reluctant, but after returning to the classroom, she took a magazine-like booklet to Lin Yi.

"Tao Li", this is the school magazine published by the Pro Chinese Society.

He turned the first page, and sure enough, he saw the words "Deputy Editor-in-Chief: Feng Wenqian".

By the way, she is also the vice president of the literary club.

"This book is for you." Feng Wenqian smiled and clapped her hands, indicating that the two did not owe each other.

"Thanks, I earned it."

Because of the printing cost of the school magazine, it is also sold for a fee in the school, and Lin Yi does not remember the specific price, but it is definitely more than eight cents.

"There's a poem I wrote in this issue, you can check it out."

She lowered her head slightly, then turned and walked away.

Lin Yi looked through the catalogue from beginning to end, but did not find the author's work signed by Feng Wenqian, because he used a pen name.

What is a bad habit?

Lin Yi casually stuffed it into a drawer.

……

"Welcome to the Voice of the Voice......"

At noon, the radio station was carrying out its own song ordering business again, and Gu Caiwei, Lin Yi, and Lao Xiong were walking from the classroom to the cafeteria.

Gu Caiwei and Zhang Jiaqi made an appointment to meet at the door of the cafeteria, but she had to go with them today.

She stretched out a white finger and said in an interrogative tone, "What did Feng Wenqian give you in the morning?" ”

Lin Yi was speechless, why did it sound so much like Cha Gang: "I borrowed eight cents from her in a small bookstore, and she said that she used that copy of "Tao Li" to pay off the debt. ”

There is no ghost in my heart, so I will naturally answer happily.

Gu Caiwei pursed her lips, she wasn't so worried, she just found a random excuse:

"I trust you."

The old bear next to him was covering his mouth and snickering, not knowing what thoughts were turning in his heart.

Lin Yi quickly counterattacked and decided to stimulate him: "What about your classmate Jiang Zixuan, why didn't you call together?" ”

He really became a little unnatural: "The class president said that the end of the semester is over, you have to review well, and you don't have to waste too much time on eating." ”

"Hmph, is it a waste of time to eat, or is it a waste of time to eat with you?"

Lin Yi ruthlessly hurt people and was high-spirited.

It's a pity that Lao Xiong was afraid that Gu Caiwei would hear the clues, so he simply hung up the war-free card and touched his chest to show that he was very hurt.

You still want to see me laugh, Lin Yi sneered.

At this time, the radio was already broadcasting the news of the day: "...... Gates began a four-day official visit last night......"

Today's temperature is very low, with a slight amount of snow.

Lin Yi raised his head when he heard the sound and looked west at the sky in the distance, he knew that a majestic dragon was rising into the sky in that direction, rushing into the sky.

"What are you looking at?" Gu Caiwei asked suspiciously.

"Look,!"

Lin Yi made a funny sound, pretending to be panicked and stretched out his hand to the sky.

This is a little trick they used to tease each other when they were a freshman in high school, and in addition to this version, it also derived:

"Look, flying saucer!"

"Look, UFO!"

Well, it's very naïve.

Gu Caiwei and Lao Xiong looked in the direction of his finger, of course it was empty, and they didn't understand what he was doing.

Gu Caiwei followed the sky and found that it was the direction of the cafeteria, which could only be attributed to:

"Maybe I'm crazy from hunger......"

Lin Yi's mood instantly brightened.

In 2011, a new era is coming to us in great strides!