Early in the morning, the Fu Orange Sparrow woke up and almost lost time. The rain before the Qingming Festival in April has gradually revealed its power, and the sunny days have become fewer, the more drowsy, and the outside is dark.

She thought about the "notebook" for a long time last night, and seemed to have made some discoveries, but in fact there was no progress.

According to the original idea, if you write "21+22, 100+23" on a piece of paper, and then complete it at the same time as Wen Yu, then there is no doubt that it is a "hint".

After she dispelled this thought, she figured it out again, and changed the form?

Create a condition, such as releasing fireworks, and count down what at the same time? But it should also be "321" instead of "123", and Wen Yu doesn't like to speak.

When she thought of this, she suddenly remembered the "arbitrary form" that the system specifically mentioned, which felt very reasonable.

The girl was about to ponder these words again when the man fell asleep......

I woke up to the alarm clock going off.

Miraculously, her next day's train of thought continued on last night.

When I was washing, my mind was still spinning slightly, thinking about tasks and arranging time.

The mission had just begun, and she reassured herself that there was no need to rush. This week's focus is on the exam of the three models, she wants to overtake Xiao Min, and then try her best to catch up with Wen Yu, and distinguish the priorities of things more than anything else.

Even if the task fails, all attributes drop by 20%, she is not afraid, the current results are already a qualitative leap compared to a year ago, every point improved is earned, it doesn't matter if there is one point less.

Thinking of this, Fu Chengque's whole person was full of happiness.

She straightened her collar before opening the door, flattened her clothes, and brushed her hair from the hem of her clothes. He lowered his head and broke up the laces and rearranged them, covered the freshly tied bow with his trouser legs, and made sure that the white shoes were clean, and then took the umbrella and pushed open the door. She didn't go out either, she waited for the door to open on its own, and then jumped out softly on her legs, like a real bird, into the world. When she saw Wen Yu, she smiled.

Wen Yu was enveloped by this glittering sense of happiness when he took a look, and he exaggerated and screamed, "What is this!" What is it! You exude the smell of 'I'm so happy, I'm so comfortable, I'm so happy', you're about to suffocate me to death!" ”

On weekdays, Fu Chengque must be "angry", but today she doesn't, she shook her head and said, "Yes, I'm just happy!" "Then go down the stairs one step at a time.

"What's wrong, Mr. Fu is experiencing something cool, it makes me sad and sad to say it."

"That can't be."

"What's wrong?"

When holding the umbrella, Fu Chengque tilted his head and said, "I hope you are also happy, how can I make you sad." ”

Wen Yu sighed: "I'm still a little unaccustomed to you not saying 'I'. ”

"I'm here, I'm here!"

"It's comfortable, it's comfortable."

"Are you happy?"

"Happy haha."

"I can say more if I like to hear it."

"Hahaha, wow, it sounds like a tractor starting, like this 'ooh, poh, poh, poh~~~'." Wen Yu made the movement of a hand-cranked tractor as he spoke, and with the action, he also said "pout" in his mouth.

Fu Chengque's laughter, not angry at all, she even retorted: "No, no, the tractor is 'Tutu, Tutu, Tutu~~~'"

Wen Yu gave a thumbs up, "Okay!" You're a tractor more than me. ”

Whether it's Wen Yu or Fu Chengque, the two are getting more and more used to this kind of inexplicable chat.

When Fu Orange Bird "suddenly", two pedestrians came from behind, and they looked back in surprise next to the two of them. Fu can ignore Wen Yu's eyes, but she can't stand the teasing eyes of passers-by. His face was red, his earlobes were red, and his steps were slow.

Passers-by just smiled knowingly and looked away, but the next conversation between them made Fu Chengque's face blush even more thoroughly-

"Hahaha it's so interesting, little couple playing."

"Little couple? It doesn't look like it. ”

"You know what, I can tell at a glance that the girl likes the guy."

"Oh~ Where's the boy?"

"Go farther. It's also ......."

Starting today, the time officially enters April. As the college entrance examination approaches, the pressure is also multiplied. For the top five students in the fourth class, there is a war, but the teachers also said, don't be impatient, fight steadily.

Classes are as usual, and so are revisions.

There was no change from Monday to Wednesday before the three modes.

Wen Yu noticed a strange change in the past two days, that is, Fu Orange Finch would sometimes stand under his hands in a daze. It's not that she wants to peek at something, she just stares. Strangely, if he doesn't have anything in his hand, she doesn't look at it, and if he doesn't, it attracts her attention.

He couldn't help but experiment and found that she seemed to have a soft spot for the notebook he carried.

The day before the three-mode exam, Wen Yu suddenly felt that he had figured out this thing-

I must have taken out that notebook and wrote that poem that day!

She wants that notebook!

Fu Orange Finch knows the goods, that notebook is not cheap. The cover is hard paper, the patterns are complicated, and the paper inside is full of a faint fragrance, and its price is as high as dozens!

He pondered, it is estimated that Fu Chengque saw his notebook, he can't like it, and it is definitely not possible to ask for himself. If she buys a brand new copy, where can she, the poor empress, afford it? So now, I can only hope that Mei quenches her thirst and paints cakes to satisfy her hunger, it's too miserable!

What should I do?

Just let it go, let Fu Chengque endure it?

But she stared at it for many days, and her longing eyes condensed into a river, flowing down the corners of her mouth to the table.

Wen Yu couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, little Qingmei, it's really interesting.

……

Fu Chengque always felt that Wen Yu's notebook could do some more articles.

The system mission should be able to make some breakthroughs from this, but she can't even think of it. In the past two days, when she was tired of reading the papers, she would take a look at Wen Yu next to her, trying to dissect something valuable from it.

This counts as brain relaxation and does not interfere with learning.

But the thought came to no avail.

It's hard!

As soon as the system tasks came out, she felt that the questions on the test paper in front of her were simply too simple, and she only needed to apply them step by step according to the formula, and if the formula was right, there must be the right answer. And those tasks given to her, no hints, no help, no words, and many restrictions, it's too difficult.

When thinking about it like this, the learning efficiency can actually increase a little, which is surprisingly rewarding.

It's beautiful.

……

It's just that what the girl didn't expect was that her evaluation in the heart of a bamboo horse at the same table was a completely different matter.

The misunderstanding will not be solved for a while.

(End of chapter)