Yan Mu's words, "Your world continues to be lively," were so touching that they left a deep impression on Jiang Zhihuo's heart.
Normally, he is such a serious and solemn person, others dare not even look at him, he is aloof and distant, but when he talks about love in private, it is so heartwarming that my whole heart starts to heat up with these few words.
The mark left by these words was too deep, like a hook. Jiang Zhihuo originally wanted to have dinner and then go back, but was easily kept by Yan Mu, so he didn't go back.
Before going to bed, Jiang Zhihuo secretly despised himself for being useless.
Spurning perfection, he slid into bed.
I feel good and sleep well. I don’t feel sleepy when I open my eyes early in the morning. I feel refreshed.
It's Sunday now. No matter whether you had a hard time or failed the day before, you have to get up early.
Jiang Zhihuo wakes up before the alarm rings. When he first opens his eyes, his mind works slowly. It takes him some time to realize the current situation and reflect on himself.
It was fine that he was left behind so easily, but he did lie down with his back to Yan Mu when he went to sleep last night, so why - when he woke up, he ran into Yan Mu's arms again?
Jiang Zhihuo felt embarrassed, but Yan Mu didn't react. When the alarm rang, he reached out to turn it off, then put his hand back into the quilt, pulled Jiang Zhihuo, who was secretly moving to the side, back, filled the gap between them, and held him in his arms to prevent him from moving.
— Minutes later, the alarm rang for the second time, but this time Yan Mu didn’t respond.
Jiang Zhihuo poked Yan Mu.
Brother Yan never stayed in bed before. He would get up as soon as he heard the alarm clock, and even the sub-zero temperature couldn't keep him contained by the quilt. But today, he was unusual. He kept his eyes closed and refused to move until the alarm clock stopped ringing after the last two times.
"Brother Yan." Jiang Zhihuo called him, "Wake up."
After saying this, Yan Mu moved, reluctantly let go of his hand, got out of bed, and went to wash up.
It's too cold. Jiang Zhihuo checked the temperature and it's 35 degrees Celsius now. The highest temperature today didn't exceed 6 degrees Celsius. It will be the new year in a few days. Winter is really here.
He stayed in bed for a while. Not long after, Yan Mu finished washing up and went into the room to change clothes. He covered his head so that he could not see anything. But through the soft quilt, he could hear footsteps and the sound of the closet being opened to take out clothes.
When Lai had his fill and poked his head out from under the quilt, Jiang Zhihuo saw that Yan Mu had placed a clean school uniform next to his pillow.
Jiang Zhihuo sat up, wrapped the quilt around his shoulders to prevent any wind from coming in, and said, "I'll just wear the same outfit I wore yesterday."
You have to wear school uniform to go to school. Jiang Zhihuo didn’t go home yesterday, so he didn’t have a school uniform. Fortunately, his image as a school bully has not collapsed, so he can still use it.
Yan Mu said: "I washed it, but it's not dry yet."
Jiang Zhihuo blinked and turned to look at the bedside table.
What Brother Yan said is pure nonsense!
The clothes are placed here nicely, how come they are not washed and dried yet? !
Jiang Zhihuo almost laughed out loud. He raised his head and smashed it on Yan Mu. Yan Mu caught it. Jiang Zhihuo smiled and said to him, "If you want me to wear your clothes, just say it. You have to make up a decent excuse!!"
If you just put it on as you say, that's such a loser!
Jiang Zhihuo changed into the sweatshirt he wore yesterday, washed up and drank some water. When he was about to go out, Yan Mu stuffed his school uniform jacket into Jiang Zhihuo's arms. This time the reason was more decent. He said, "The weather is cold."
The weather is really cold, and you'll breathe out white air when you talk. Many people on the street who are afraid of the cold have already put on down jackets.
Jiang Zhihuo had taken two days off and came so early today. Everyone in the classroom was surprised to see him.
"Brother Huo, why are you here?"
This question is very confusing.
Jiang Zhihuo pointed at himself and said: "School is my home, of course I have to come!"
"No." The monitor turned around and said across the classroom, "Teacher Ding said you were very ill. Are you feeling better today?"
The reason Jiang Zhihuo used for asking for leave a few days ago was that he was sick. Of course, that was nonsense. Apart from the pain in his waist, he was not sick anywhere else.
"It's OK." Jiang Zhihuo said, "It's all right now. From my voice, Honghou is strong and healthy."
It was exaggerated, and everyone around laughed.
"Um?"
Jiang Zhihuo's seat was near the back door. Tang Anmiao came in and passed by him. He took only two steps before stepping back and sniffed at his side.
"What happened to An Miao?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.
Tang Anmiao: "Brother Huo, have you changed the concealing spray?"
"No." Jiang Zhihuo didn't understand.
Tang Anmiao moved closer and twitched her nose: "You smell nice, is it laundry detergent or perfume?"
Jiang Zhihuo didn't pay attention to it, so he raised his hand and smelled it himself.
There is no other smell, just this smell, Yan Mu's pheromone.
Yan Mu didn't use concealing spray before going to bed these two nights, and he was wearing Yan Mu's school uniform jacket today, so the smell naturally stained his body. Jiang Zhihuo was used to the smell and didn't pay attention to it. Tang Anmiao had never smelled it. Omegas are always sensitive to alpha's pheromones.
Jiang Zhihuo was too embarrassed to say it. Chang Luo, who was standing behind him, heard the conversation and asked, "Where's the smell?"
He smelled nothing.
Chang Luo this - interrupting, Tang Anmiao looked at Jiang Zhihuo with eyes that suddenly lit up, like a little sun in winter, shining brightly.
What could be the smell that Chang Luo couldn't smell!!!
It's pheromone!!
What does it mean when pheromones stick to a person?!
Either - sleep together! Or wear each other's clothes!
"Brother Huo, I wish you a happy marriage and a happy new year!" Tang Anmiao's voice trembled with excitement. After she finished speaking, she quickly ran back to her seat. She had to shout it out in front of Jiang Zhihuo later.
"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Zhihuo looked confused. He stared blankly at Tang Anmiao rushing to the front row and almost flipping over the chair she sat on.
"I don't know." Chang Luo also shook his head. He couldn't figure out a girl's mind.
The first lesson of the week is mathematics.
No matter how well I rested the day before, I would always feel sleepy in the first class. I was full of passion for learning and I would still feel sleepy. I couldn't avoid it and it took willpower to keep my eyes open.
Jiang Zhihuo held up his chin and listened to the class.
The teacher was explaining conic sections. The questions were not difficult. Jiang Zhihuo took a quick glance and understood the general idea. He then reached into the table again.
It's easy to pretend to be a poor student, just come in and get the last place in the exam, and no one will say anything. But it's not easy to get rid of this identity, you have to do it step by step, and your personality has to be changed back bit by bit. If you want to change back all at once, the school leaders will hand you over to the country on the spot.
Jiang Zhihuo sent a message to Yan Mu while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.
Jiang Zhihuo: Good morning, Miao - I smelled your pheromones when I came in, and said it smelled good, but felt weird when I left.
Jiang Zhihuo: I just realized now, she must have thought of something else! I don't even dare to talk to her now.
The teacher on the podium wrote on half of the blackboard, and when he turned around, half of the people in the classroom were lying down. He coughed softly and said, "All the top students, wake up, everyone, wake up, now find someone to answer, how to do this problem, stand up and give us some ideas."
Jiang Zhihuo locked the screen, stuffed his phone back into the table, and looked up at the blackboard.
The teacher looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Zhihuo: "Zhihuo, you answer it next."
He didn't expect the school bully Jiang to be able to answer anything. Every time he was called on, he would make up nonsense - a lot of nonsense, which made the whole atmosphere in the classroom lively and made people more sober.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhihuo answered properly this time: "I only know the first question."
"Tell me?"
The first question is to find an equation for m. It's not difficult. Jiang Zhihuo answered: "Substitute the coordinates of a and f1 into the two vectors, find the small a, and bring it in."
It is really simple. It doesn’t take long to calculate. The value of a is 2. All the top students in the class can do it with their eyes closed.
It's not surprising who answers.
But this answer came from Jiang Zhihuo's mouth! !
Huo, who could only score 330 points, actually solved the first question of conic sections! !
What does this mean!
The total score of the final exam will increase by 5 points! !
Five points! ! The college entrance examination can attract five thousand people! ! !
The classroom was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly started clapping wildly. The math class representative closest to Jiang Zhihuo's seat thought his clapping was not loud enough, so he rolled up his textbook and banged it on the table.
"Oh my god, Brother Huo answered it!!!"
"Brother Huo is awesome!!"
"Too strong! Brother Huo, you are one step closer to the college entrance exam!!"
"Let us congratulate Brother Huo for successfully solving the first conic section!!!"
"oh!!"
Jiang Zhihuo: “????”
"Wait a minute." Jiang Zhihuo's eyes widened, "Clap your hands later. Let me check first. Are you mocking me?"
"How could that be! Brother Huo, we are so happy for you! You are so strong!"
Jiang Zhihuo was amused: "You are so good at solving conic sections, what if I get 700 points in the exam one day?"
The math teacher asked Jiang Zhi to get excited and answer the questions. Whether he answered the questions or not, his sleepiness disappeared. The atmosphere in the class became much more lively and not as dull as before.
The teacher joked a few words from below, knocked on the podium, and continued to explain the idea that Jiang Zhihuo had just given.
On Sunday, there was a flag-raising ceremony during the break. The temperature was not high and the sun was just right. It was very comfortable to stand on the playground and bask in the sun. After the flag-raising ceremony, student representatives came on stage to give a speech, followed by the school leaders to mobilize the students. This was the same process every week, but today was a little different.
I thought it was almost over when the leader on the stage suddenly took out a piece of paper. The older generation always liked to pause when speaking, two or three words at a time, and they could speak for a long time for a sentence.
"Our school's senior class performed outstandingly in this xx cup mathematics competition. They won - first prize, two second prizes, and three third prizes!!"
The radio station cooperated very well and played the "Athletes' March".
"Now, let's present the awards!"
"Third prize: Mao Xinshu from Class 7 of Senior 3, Tan Shunsheng from Class 30-, and Ni Xingzhen from Class 32!"
There was thunderous applause in the playground. Three figures jumped out from the crowd and ran up to the podium to receive the certificates and trophies. Each of them had a look of surprise on their faces, and it was obvious that they did not expect to win the prize.
Next came the second and first prize winners. These winners were even more excited than the third prize winners. The first prize winner was so happy that one of them forgot to cross the stairs with his certificate in hand and flew down from the podium. Fortunately, another teacher helped him up and prevented him from falling in front of the whole school.
After waiting for so long, everyone always felt that there was someone missing.
Where is Yan Xueshen
How about learning Chinese characters
We can't fail this time, can we
Amid the whispers on the playground, the school leader cleared his throat, and the entire playground fell silent. He then continued, "Our school achieved excellent results this time. In addition to six students winning prizes, one person even made it to the national competition!!"
National level competition!
All of them are top students and want to take part in the competition. Everyone knows the xx Cup Mathematics Competition, which is the leader in the competition.
The whole competition has two levels. First is the provincial level. Participants are ranked and the ones with the highest scores in each province are sent to the national level.
There are hundreds of people participating in the competition, all of them are top students at university, and getting the first place in the exam is not something that a human can do!
The school leader said this - there is no need to say his name, who else could it be, only Yan Xueshen!!
Everyone looked towards Class 4 and cheered loudly.
The school leaders could not help but sound excited. To get first place in the province and advance to the national competition would be an honor for the entire school!
"Congratulations to Class 3-4, Yan Mu!"
Yan Mu walked out of the team, took the certificate, bowed to the rostrum, and then bowed to the playground.
When he stood up, he only looked at Jiang Zhihuo.
Jiang Zhihuo just looked at him, following him with his eyes, as if he wanted to see into his heart.
"Congratulations, Brother Yan, for advancing to the national competition."
After school that night, Jiang Zhihuo bought a six-inch cake for Yan Mu, turned off the lights, and lit the candles.
"Thank you." Yan Mu blew out the candles. "You can also enter if you participate."
Jiang Zhihuo took out two forks. There was no need to cut such a small cake, so it was more enjoyable for the two of them to eat it directly with the forks.
The cream in this shop is not too sweet, it has a strong milky flavor and tastes very fresh: "No, I don't. You are enough for me as a god of study. Come on, brother Yan, you take part in the competition and get recommended. I will work hard to get the top score."
This was such a shameless statement that Jiang Zhihuo almost laughed himself. What was he talking about taking the imperial examination? He was just a worthless student now.
Yan Mu asked him seriously, "Where do you want to go?"
"The capital, right?" Jiang Zhihuo bit the tip of his fork. "That's where all the young people with dreams go."
Yan Mu looked at him: "Okay."
The two boys quickly finished the six-inch cake and cleaned up the table. Yan Mu then asked Jiang Zhihuo to lie on the sofa to help him change the medicine and inject the inhibitor.
Yan Mu did everything, and Jiang Zhihuo didn't have to do anything. He felt good being taken care of, and he didn't feel any pain when the needle was inserted into the gland. Jiang Zhihuo just had to rest his head on Yan Mu's legs and lie on his side playing with his phone.
Yan Mu closed the lid, threw the empty syringe into the trash can, and didn't move. Jiang Zhihuo was browsing Weibo, his finger slid down, and he looked at the time and reminded: "Evening self-study is about to start, Brother Yan, you should go."
"Not going tonight." Yan Mu said.
"The god of study also skips classes."
"The privilege of a god of learning."
When Yan Mu responded to this, Jiang Zhihuo wanted to exclaim "Wow" and say that he was arrogant because of his favor. But before he could say anything, Jiang Zhihuo saw the content on the screen and suddenly laughed.
I accidentally came across this Weibo account. It’s a private account with not many fans, but a lot of followers. The homepage is almost entirely filled with reposts and prize draws.
This person posted a Weibo post on Saturday.
Oh my god, I went to do some errands today and saw a brother here to pay a fine. After he came out, we chatted for a while and it turned out he was a private detective. His main job was to investigate people who cheated on their spouses. He was reported the day before and fined 500 yuan.
A little-known fact: private detectives are illegal in my country. [Picture][Picture]
This guy was very honest and took two photos of people paying fines, but his face was not shown.
Jiang Zhihuo laughed when he saw these two pictures. He was very familiar with this person and could recognize him even without showing his face. This person was the private detective who followed him for several days.
He smiled and got up, and briefly told Yan Mu about the incident, thinking it was funny: "This is the one who reported it, stealing the bamboo shoots, hahahahahahaha."
Yan Mu lowered his eyelids and said calmly: "I reported it."
On the day when he found out that the man was a private detective, Yan Mu reported it directly to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.
Private detectives are illegal, and most detective agencies are opened under the name of consulting companies. Apart from other things, there will be no problem if they do legal things, but this person's stalking, tailing, secretly photographing, and recording have long violated the right to privacy. Reporting is a matter of course. It is fortunate that he was only fined 500 yuan because he did not really disrupt the order of life.
Jiang Zhihuo was slightly stunned and stared.
But he soon stopped being surprised. Thinking about it, why did Brother Yan suddenly appear in the club? He must know something. Apart from Fu Xiuwang, the most likely possibility was that Yan Mu also discovered this private detective who always followed him.
Jiang Zhihuo is definitely not afraid of the private detective's investigation since he can let them follow him without any worries.
All they could see was what Li Hao let them see.
Li Hao would not allow himself to make any mistakes.
He was able to let Jiang Zhihuo and Li Muhe get along, and he had already made full preparations and would not let anyone find out about their relationship.
There was nothing much to talk about private detectives. Yan Mu said yesterday that it was pointless to talk about it again. Jiang Zhihuo didn't want to continue the conversation, so he turned off the phone screen and said, "Then let's go in and study. Let's do a set of papers and compete?"
The author has something to say: The competition is fictional, so I’ll just mention it briefly without going into detail. Please don’t substitute it into reality.
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