"It's a cram school for competitions."

Lin Zhaojun asked suspiciously, "Classmate Qin, haven't you heard the teacher say it?" ”

Zhao Letian kindly reminded: "Classmate Wang Zhaojun, don't forget, classmate Qin is on a rocket." ”

Lin Zhaojun said 'ah' at this time: "I forgot, the main thing is that your grades are really good!" ”

Qin Yang waved his hand and looked at Xiao Qingmei: "Class leader, what kind of competition cram school?" ”

Tong Wanhua also remembered that Qin Yang should not know about this, so he explained it to him.

After listening to it, Qin Yang realized that the so-called competition cram school was actually a make-up class extended by the school for physics and mathematics competitions.

After the first class assignment in the third year of high school, the leaders and teachers of the physics and mathematics groups will select the best students to join the competition reserve team to prepare for the competition at the beginning of the next year.

And those who enter the reserve team have to participate in cram schools to make up for the knowledge of the competition.

Generally, students with good grades will be informed about this by their teachers in their first year of high school and begin to prepare for their third year of high school.

But Qin Yang, he has been crane at the end, if he hadn't suddenly taken the rocket, I'm afraid he would have nothing to do with it.

For example, in his previous life, he didn't know that there was a competition cram school.

Zhao Letian also added: "It is estimated that the teacher is already selecting people, and those who don't want to participate can also refuse, but there are still many benefits of the competition, and I recommend participating." ”

Qin Yang glanced at him and said, "You know a lot, the privilege of being the first in the grade?" ”

Lin Zhaojun said first: "Didn't I say last time, his sister is a few years higher than us, he, these are all asked from his sister!" Not a privilege! ”

Zhao Letian glanced at her helplessly: "It's also a privilege to be able to get first-hand information from the senior sister, besides, you had to ask me at that time." ”

Lin Zhaojun said: "That's right, don't ask in vain!" So classmate Qin, are you participating? ”

Qin Yang nodded without hesitation: "Of course I participated, this is a good thing!" ”

Lin Zhaojun immediately said: "Of course, there are many benefits!" At that time, the teacher should introduce them one by one, and Zhang should also go, so that our whole group will be a competition reserve team! ”

Qin Yang looked at Xiao Qingmei.

He doesn't care about the benefits, mainly because Xiao Qingmei also participates, so he wants to be together.

At this time, Fang Yingjun opened the curtain and wailed: "Brother Yang, we need you!" ”

Qin Yang knew at a glance that Fang Yingjun was hungry again, and he needed him to go to the top, and then he had something to eat.

He shook his head amusedly.

"It's coming!"

After a long while, it wasn't until after nine o'clock that the store was really quiet.

Tong Wanhua couldn't help but stretch secretly.

Feng Hui looked at it and smiled: "Tired, right?" Go and take a break, thank you so much for today. ”

Tong Wanhua shook her head: "It's okay aunt." ”

It was the first time she had experienced such a fulfilling evening.

Although she was tired, she was also happy.

Well... Except for the inexplicable taste, she was very happy.

She took a sip of water and looked at it, there were no more customers in the store, Fang Yingjun and Jiang Xinyue were also sitting on their seats to rest, but they didn't see Qin Yang.

Tong Wanhua couldn't help but wonder, and looked carefully again, Qin Yang was indeed not outside.

Is he still in the back kitchen?

She opened the curtain curiously and took a look, and sure enough, she saw Qin Yang inside, and she didn't know what he was busy with.

She walked over directly: "Qin Yang? ”

"Huh?"

Qin Yang turned around and asked with a smile, "Hungry?" ”

Tong Wanhua shook his head, glanced at it, and saw that he was making egg waffles and octopus balls.

She reminded: "The list is already done. ”

Qin Yang nodded: "Well, this is for you." ”

Tong Wanhua was stunned for a moment before she understood what it meant.

Qin Yang continued: "These egg liquids can't be kept until tomorrow, if you come to help today, I'll ask you to let go and eat them!" ”

Tong Wanhua nodded, and said, "Shall I help you?" ”

"No, you don't."

Qin Yang directly blocked her with his body.

He really can't see it.

Obviously so tired, still thinking about helping him?

How could he possibly let.

Qin Yang gestured directly to the door: "You go outside to rest." ”

Tong Wanhua didn't ask for help again, but she didn't go out, just leaned aside and watched silently.

She also helped out in the kitchen when she was particularly busy.

It's obviously the same action, but some people are in a hurry to do it (she is definitely not talking about classmate Fang).

But Qin Yang can do it.

But it is pleasing to the eye.

It's like a work of art.

Her gaze couldn't help but gradually move up from Qin Yang's hand and stop at his face.

It is said that to see whether a boy is handsome or not, it depends on the side face.

Qin Yang's side face is the same as his front face, and his facial features are handsome and deep, like a carving.

The eyelashes are thick and long, and they don't look like boys.

No wonder those girls say he's handsome.

also said that he wanted him to be his boyfriend......

The feeling in her heart seemed to come out again, Tong Wanhua hurriedly stopped the thoughts in her mind, and turned her head to the side, no longer looking at him.

Qin Yang was enjoying it, but the scorching gaze suddenly disappeared, and he waited for a long time before it came back.

He couldn't help but look at it in confusion, only to see that Xiao Qingmei was looking in the opposite direction of him, with a sad expression.

He frowned, put down what he was holding, and walked over,

"What's wrong?"

"Huh?"

Tong Wanhua raised her head and looked at the person in front of her.

Qin Yang's whole person was caged in front of her, and as soon as the distance was shortened, she would more truly appreciate the handsomeness that those girls said.

She suddenly came back to her senses and looked to the side: "No, it's nothing. ”

Qin Yang's brows furrowed even tighter.

I don't want to look at him anymore, it's nothing?

He was just about to ask again, but Fang Yingjun lifted the curtain and ran in.

"I'll just say, it's definitely firing again!"

Jiang Xinyue followed behind and walked in: "Okay, okay, you have the smartest nose!" You can smell it. ”

"Needless to say? The taste of this octopus balls is old! I can smell it even from a kilometer away! Brother Yang, you did this for us, right? ”

Qin Yang: "......"

He looked at Fang Yingjun angrily and said, "Yes, let's finish it by ourselves." ”

The thing was still in the cooking machine, and he hadn't come out yet, Fang Yingjun saw that it was for him to eat, so he started diligently without saying a word, and picked out one ball after another after dividing it by two.

"I'll go get one for my aunt."

Tong Wanhua took the lead in picking up a box and ran out, as if she was hiding from something.

Qin Yang's face couldn't help but become solemn.

What happened to Xiao Qingmei?

Fang Yingjun and Jiang Xinyue didn't go out, they ate directly in the back kitchen, and not long after, Tong Wanhua also came back.

She didn't go back to her original position, but deliberately chose a place that was some distance away from Qin Yang and ate silently.

I can't tell.

She felt that this feeling in her heart was not quite right, and it seemed that the closer she got to Qin Yang, the more wrong it felt.

So she simply stayed away.

Far away from him, her mind could be clearer, and it would be easier for her to figure out what the reason was.

But Qin Yang didn't think so.

His brow was knotted.

Xiao Qingmei, is this starting to avoid him?

Aren't you okay when you get out of school?

Why is this all of a sudden?

Could it be that something happened at night?

He recounted the events of the night.

He didn't do anything, did he?

What's going on?

Fang Yingjun and Jiang Xinyue next to him were eating happily, and the laughter was repeated, which made this side even more lonely and silent.

Qin Yang couldn't help it.

He simply walked over, forked a small ball with a bamboo stick, and handed it to Xiao Qingmei's mouth,

"Gifts?"