It is said that a crush is a person's chaos. All coincidences, all fates that have been set, are a person's deliberate consideration.

If it was placed in the eight years when he had a crush on Zhou Yan in his previous life, Sang You felt that these words were extremely correct.

is different from Zhou Yan, different grades, has no opportunity to speak, and has no common friends, her love comes from a glimpse under the phoenix tree.

If she didn't go to great lengths to create opportunities to meet, she and Zhou Yan would be like the vast stars in the sky, countless grains of sand in the crowd, and after a short collision, they would go to different distances, and they would never have anything to do with each other again, just like tens of millions of strangers who only had one side.

She took the farthest west staircase every day.

She went to learn basketball, which was hard for her.

She buried herself in her studies and went to the city where he went to college.

……

Zhou Yan has been walking in front, and she stepped on the road he had walked, moving forward step by step, looking forward to one day speeding up her pace and walking side by side with him.

It may be that the well-designed meeting is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, for this kind of coincidental encounter, Sang You feels toxic, and she doesn't understand why every time she sees Zhou Yan, it is when she is most embarrassed.

It's a fate that doesn't care about her life or death.

Sang Yu stepped back against the wall, and the physics book was already blocking his face.

The bell rang suddenly, which scared her.

Thoughts flew around, and after returning to her senses, the book had been put down, and she suddenly looked at Zhou Yan, and she found that the distance with Zhou Yan was very close, according to her understanding, it is not an exaggeration to use the idiom 'close'.

Wrong......

There was not only Zhou Yan in front of her, but also four, five or six high school juniors, all of whom were tall, and even the light was blocked, Sang You's heart trembled and trembled.

"Senior sister, why are you standing outside?" A senior in high school asked.

He put his arm on Zhou Yan's shoulder, and the two looked familiar.

Sang You was very sincere: "Punishment station." ”

The senior didn't give up: "Why are you ......punished?"

Zhou Yan interrupted him: "What is there to ask, go back." ”

He just turned the corner of the stairs and saw Sang You, but he didn't plan to stop and chat, first, he was not familiar, there was no need for that, just say hello, and second, this girl's facial expression was too easy to understand, and she was so autistic that she probably didn't want to see him.

But as soon as Jian Licheng saw Sang You, he immediately became interested, and he came over with his arm.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, and saw Sang You's head slightly lowered, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then the owner of the long eyelashes spoke, and his voice was weak, almost inaudible: "Sleep in class." ”

“……”

Just when the atmosphere was becoming more and more unusual, the physics teacher walked out with a book in his arms, and in the music of eye exercises, he looked at each other with four or five high school juniors who were tall and malaysy and high school freshmen who were almost autistic against the corner.

"What are you doing here? Bullying ......"

The senior who asked just now interrupted directly and swore not to take this basin: "No, no, no, the teacher misunderstood, this little girl is my brother's sister, and I chatted by the way when I saw her standing at the door." ”

Several other seniors nodded their heads one after another.

The physics teacher swept his gaze: "Who is her brother?" ”

Jian Licheng bumped Zhou Yan's arm: "He." ”

Zhou Yan: "......"

The direction of things is gradually bizarre, and the physics books in Sang You's hand are about to be crushed.

The physics teacher glanced at Zhou Yan, and immediately put the book on the table at the door, and a set of tables and chairs were placed at the door of each class for the teacher to use for the evening self-study.

"Come, you sit, I just happened to tell you about Sang You."

Sang You: "......"

Who will tell her why things are going the way they are! Outrageous!

Zhou Yan probably felt outrageous, and the tip of his eyebrows moved: "It's not ......"

The physics teacher waved his hand to the others: "You guys go back first, it's not good to teach this kind of thing, too many people are present." ”

Jian Licheng went back with several other high school juniors, and patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder before leaving, signaling him to take care.

Finally, this picture is at the door of the seventh class of the first year of high school - the physics teacher who is over half a hundred years old is sitting on a stool with a serious posture; The tall boy bowed his head slightly, listening carefully; Sang You, who was overwhelmed by shame and shame, covered her face with a physics book, did not raise her head or speak, and did not listen or look.

There were also a few students at the door probing their brains, trying to eat melons.

The physics teacher first affirmed the proud achievements of Sang You's achievements in history, then described the dual-purpose in the physics class, and then reaffirmed Sang You's good attitude of knowing his mistakes and being able to correct them.

After that, the physics teacher glanced at his school logo and asked casually, "Which class are you in the third year of high school?" ”

"Class Seventeen."

"Class 17 is good, work hard, come on for the college entrance examination."

Zhou Yan: "Thank you, teacher." ”

Waiting for the physics teacher to leave, Zhou Yan sat down and glanced at Sang You, not surprisingly, the little girl was already standby.

When the physics teacher spoke just now, he observed Sang You's expression while listening, and later found that this person was very funny, every time the physics teacher spit out a word, this person's expression can change one, and after a paragraph, this person has no expression.

Sang You recovered from her stupe, her eyes dodging and not knowing where to look.

After Zhou Yan sat down, she could easily look at him at eye level, and her eyes crashed into his eyes, causing a throbbing far beyond Sang You's imagination, like a tsunami extinction, volcanic eruption, and typhoon sweeping.

Can't stop it, can't stop it at all.

The key is that Zhou Yan is sitting with an idle posture, with his long legs stretched against the wall, trapping Sang You in a small inch.

"Don't like physics?" Zhou Yan asked.

Sang You: "I can't learn." ”

She added: "I can't learn, I don't like it." ”

"Isn't learning a premise you don't like?" Zhou Yan said, "If you learn it, you will like it?" ”

Sang You was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer for a while. In fact, she thought about this question a long time ago, in the year she was a senior in high school.

Some people are gifted in a certain area, can learn and are proficient, can find a sense of accomplishment in this area, so they like it more and more, on the contrary, they will not not know and are not proficient, it is difficult to like.

Some people like it first, put all their time and enthusiasm into it, and reap the equivalent reward.

But there are many situations where it will not be the same as liking, and liking may not be necessary.

Sang You replied: "No, it's not this logic, I just clearly understand what I want." ”

Because she clearly knows that she wants to skip a grade, she clearly knows that she wants to choose the full text, she knows where she wants to go in the future, and she is sure of the entrance examination, so she will do this.

In the trade-offs, she chose what she thought was the right path at the moment.

As soon as Sang You stepped into the class, she was startled by the classmates who were behind the door. Ning Yan bore the brunt of the attack, and excitedly held Sang You's arm: "Youyou! Say! You were punished for standing, why did the physics teacher still talk to him?! ”

Sang You: "My brother." ”

"What?"

Yu Hao was stunned for a while: "Don't you only have one younger brother?" When did the brother come? ”

"Just now."

“……”

I just recognized it, and the unknown senior gave it, thank you so much to him.

Sang You returned to her position, Yang Qinning came over and whispered, "Sang You, your brother is really handsome!" Your genes are so good. ”

“……”

In half a day, within twelve hours, Sang You was speechless for half of the time.

Fortunately, nothing else happened in the second half of the day, and she successfully passed the evening self-study, and after returning to the dormitory to wash up, she took her mobile phone to the balcony and wanted to make a call.

The cost of living is to buy textbooks, and there is no money.

Her living expenses for a week are 200, and she has filled 50 meal cards, and the remaining 150 yuan is all used to buy books.

It doesn't work to ask your parents for money, and the typical ones don't confess, and the mobile phone is not guaranteed.

In this way, you can only find the little brother.

But Sang Luo is as poor as an ordinary junior high school student, and only relies on the pocket money sent by his parents for a month, Sang You's phone call will not go out.

She knows better than anyone about Sanluo's family.

Rich.

Very rich.

Very rich.

I don't know where I got the money, she once asked where the money came from, because she was really worried that the little brother was an extrajudicial maniac and went in at a young age.

Sang Luo told her that the scholarship and the prize money obtained from the competition should be reasonably divided and invested......

What to invest in, how to invest, and what shares, Sang You didn't understand anything, but after knowing that it was not obtained through illegal means, she didn't bother to care.

This person's level of wealth refreshed Sang You's cognition again after studying finance in college, in short, Sang You had no money, and when he couldn't survive in poverty, he relied on his little brother to support him.

The phone rang, and the other party began to ring, and it took thirty-four seconds to be connected.

"Hello?" Sang Luo's voice was very low, and he was impatient, probably asleep and woken up again.

This person got up angry, but Sang You's ears came with a shielding system: "Brother Hey......"

"Tell the story."

"Is there any money?" Sang You asked dryly.

“……”

"What money?" Sang Luo didn't react a little.

"Renminbi."

“……”

Sang Luo's impatience was about to overflow through the phone: "Are you sick?" ”

Sang You: "Money is money, you ask me what kind of money you have, you are sick." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the phone hung up.

Sang You glanced at the phone and was about to dial it back, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Ning Yan squatting next to her and watching, "What's wrong?" ”

Ning Yan: "My brother's voice is good. ”

Sang You sneered: "During the voice change period, it is quacking like a male duck, where is it good?!" ”

Ning Yan: "You don't understand. ”

“……”

"How old is my brother?"

Sang You was about to speak, when the phone rang, and Sang Luo called.

She answered: "Hey? ”

"Is two hundred enough?" Sang Luo asked, and after asking, he sneered, "It's not enough, it's gone, let's beg along the street." ”

"I don't bother with you." Sang You said word by word.

"Be careful with your mobile phone, as soon as you left that day, my mother asked you where your mobile phone was, and she wanted to help you put it away."

Sang You swallowed nervously: "And then?" ”

"And then?" Sang Luo sneered, "Then I handed over my phone." ”