As a girl from a scholarly family, Chen Wenwen has more literary and artistic style than girls of the same age, is polite and thoughtful, and is a good girl that her parents will be proud of when they mention it.

Because of the influence of her parents, she has a great longing for literature and dreams of becoming a writer and a poet in the future.

At a time when her classmates were obsessed with comics, martial arts novels, and romance novels, she had already begun to read some more esoteric and philosophical literary books.

Around the age of ten, she liked to read "Little Heidi" and "Anne of Greenwall Mountain", and when she graduated from elementary school, she felt that she could read more formal literary works, so she often came to the library to borrow foreign classics.

In fact, there are books to read at home, but she prefers the environment of the library.

There are a lot of people here who read and study, which will make her feel that she is not alone.

Of course, there are also many boys who will secretly look at her.

Chen Wenwen has always been a class flower since she was a child, and she has long been accustomed to this kind of gaze.

In the last two days, she has been reading "Love Letters", but for some reason she can't read it, and from time to time she will wander and think about seeing that person the night before.

The man with his hand on the window, his beef jerky in his mouth, and his face was scattered.

At that time, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, as if it was covered with a layer of divine light, making him look a little too dazzling.

I heard from my father that this person is one of the ace authors of their magazine, but his style of acting is very freewheeling, which causes them a lot of trouble.

This puzzled Chen Wenwen, who has always thought that writers are serious literary creators, she has always only read books and does not pay attention to the type of author, so she does not know that there are many authors in the world who are more famous and strange.

She doesn't like to read fantasy novels full of fantasy, so she has never read Jiangbei's books, and she thinks it's too fake and illogical, and she doesn't have the desire to pick it up just by looking at the name.

But people are visual creatures, and after seeing Xia Di's perfect face, she felt that she should not look at those novels with prejudice.

So when she came to the library today, she finally couldn't help but look for a copy of "Back to the Past and Become a Cat" to see what story the book told.

As soon as I came back, I found that there were three more people on the table.

Sitting next to her place was an adult in a floral shirt and beach pants, with a pair of flip-flops on his feet, his skin was a little white, and his bare calves were not thick enough to make her sick to her stomach.

Opposite her was a boy who was doing his homework with his head down, and his posture was a little incorrect, and he was prone to cervical spondylosis after a long time.

What caught her eye was the boy next to him, cold and handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, his bony hands pressing the pages, and the perfect jawline was particularly obvious when he turned his head sideways.

It looks like I don't have to change seats.

Thinking like this, she sat back in her place, moving very lightly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the two people who were studying and instructing opposite.

But if there is an extra person on the other side, it will naturally attract attention, so she saw the boy on the other side raise his head, and a pair of clear eyes reflected his figure, and let out an exclamation.

"Here we go again." She thought to herself, sure enough, boys are only attracted by their appearance, and they don't notice her inside at all.

The boys around her always tried to attract her attention with pompous movements and loud laughter, but in fact they seemed to her to be childish and pitiful.

Just when she thought that she would be spied on by a seemingly nonexistent gaze next, she found that the boy on the other side just glanced at it, so she looked away.

……

"I'm ......." Lu Mingfei snorted lightly, as soon as he raised his head and looked at the girl opposite, he found that his senior brother had come to his side silently, and he was immediately startled.

Seeing him staring at the winter vacation homework in front of him, he reached out and handed it to the side: "Senior brother, are you also interested in this?" ”

"Nope." Chu Zihang sat back in his place, feeling that this tailor-made thing should be enjoyed by the junior and younger brothers, so he would not mix it.

Scratching his head, Lu Mingfei felt a little inexplicable, and continued to do the question:

[5. If the girl you like sits in front of you, will you? ]

A. pretends to be nothing, but actually peeks while she is not looking

B. Like is like, of course, to see openly

C. Begin to fantasize about what the future child will look like and what his name will be

D. Learning makes me happy]

"Three long and one short, choose the shortest!" Lu Mingfei, who recalled the trick of answering the question, decisively chose D, and at the same time secretly complained about what kind of ghost Uncle Xia came up with, and how the topic can never be separated from the girl he likes.

Is it because you've been single for too long and want to have some fun with him?

Hmph, naïve, he Lu Mingfei has one thought now: Fight Uncle Xia ruthlessly, where is the time to care about these and not.

And obviously he himself said that minors are not allowed to fall in love, is this question to test whether his Dao heart is firm?

Looking up at the beautiful girl who was reading quietly on the other side, like a white lotus, Lu Mingfei subconsciously compared her with Xia Mi, the fairy in the forest, and found that it was better not to make a comparison, but it turned out to be too hurtful.

He sighed, shook his head and continued to work on the question, but he didn't know that this action caused Chen Wenwen's thin eyebrows under her bangs to frown slightly, and he felt that he was trying to attract her attention.

In order to prevent the boy opposite from rubbing against her, she moved the chair back, saving him the opportunity to talk to her.

It's a pity that Lu Mingfei didn't realize Chen Wenwen's small actions at all, after he finished a page of bizarre multiple-choice questions, he flipped through the follow-up content, and found that it was not related to serious winter vacation homework at all.

The first page is titled "Anti-Lick Special Test" and the second page is "Basketball Court Ball Ethics Test", which asks him to pick the correct elbow style that won't be whistled by the referee in a mess of foul moves.

The third page is even more outrageous - football field diving quiz: it records a series of judgment questions with no lower limit, such as fake falls, diving, hitting people with the ball, how to perform maliciously, taunting the audience, and joining if you can't beat.

The follow-up content is also unsightly, and there are all kinds of strange questions such as disconnecting the network if you are not as good as others, buying the referee to blow the black whistle, manipulating the wind direction of the air conditioner, inviting the opponent to eat beef noodles, and from which angle can the sniper rifle break the axle when someone else picks up the bride, resulting in the destruction of the car, and how to counterkill if the monster is violently beaten by Ultraman.

If the book "How Steel is Made" let Lu Mingfei know how a real man should behave in the world, then this winter vacation homework is undoubtedly worthy of the name "How Bad Guys Are Made".

At this moment, Lu Mingfei feels that he has a great mission, and he must be optimistic about this uncle next door who is suspected of having anti-social and anti-human tendencies, and prevent him from doing something big.

The senior brother who lost so much trust Lao Xia Tou, and felt that he was really a righteous partner, but he turned out to be a potential terrorist at all!

Closing "How the Bad Guy Practiced" to prevent the upright senior brother from being taken away by curiosity, Lu Mingfei threw a complicated look at Uncle Xia, who was playing with his mobile phone.

What did this man go through to write such a thing?

Could it be that those three books are his own experience?