On the day of the award, the sun was shining and the temperature was slightly warmer.
The award-receiving office in this city is the place where you signed up at that time. There is no award ceremony. Just bring the registration form, admission ticket, etc. to get it in the past.
Although two people received the award, there were three when they went.
Qian Wenjie had a proud look on his face, and after Shao Xian and Chen Baizhou received the certificate, they read it carefully several times.
"I feel so happy when I think that I have two friends of Xueba." His face was full of waves.
Shao Xian let out a low laugh, "You can't flatter you any more, you have to continue making up the class."
Qian Wenjie wailed, "Xianxian, just let me go for a few days! You can't do quizzes every day in the short winter vacation, right?"
"Who said you've been doing problems all day?" Shao Xianyi glanced at him, "We still have to practice martial arts."
Chen Baizhou put the two certificates of merit into the file bag.
Qian Wenjie often had the illusion that when he made these two friends, his whole person was elevated by several grades.
If it weren't for Shao Xian and Chen Baizhou, he would probably still be at the beginning of the year.
Really painful and happy.
The three of them were about to leave the place to receive the award when a few people suddenly approached.
He was surrounded by several other boys, apparently the leader of the small group.
Qian Wenjie tilted his head to talk to Shao Xian, didn't pay attention to the front, and accidentally bumped into one of the boys.
"Ah, I'm sorry." He was startled for a second and quickly apologized.
The boy glared at Qian Wenjie angrily, then looked back at the leading boy.
The leading boy didn't care about Shao Xian and the other three, but now he noticed Chen Baizhou.
He suddenly frowned slightly, his eyes were a bit sharp, and he stared at Chen Baizhou for a moment, "Have I seen you somewhere?"
Shao Xian recognized him and said lightly, "I participated in the math league before, and I saw him at the door of the toilet."
The boy pulled this matter out of his mind, and his expression relaxed, but he continued to ask, "I thought this classmate was familiar at the time. We really haven't met anywhere else?"
Chen Baizhou looked extremely cold, "No."
Boys claim to have good memory, but now they can't remember something, it's really painful.
He trusted his intuition, he must have seen the boy in front of him somewhere.
The boy glanced at the transparent document bag in Chen Baizhou's hand, and when he saw the first prize on it, he couldn't help but admire it.
Chen Baizhou looked at Shao Xian.
The boy understood that Shao Xian should be in charge of the three, so he smiled at Shao Xian: "Hello, I'm from No. 7 Middle School, Zhao Siqin."
Shao Xian knew Zhao Siqin.
In the previous life, Zhao Siqin was both Fu Baizhou's cousin and Fu Baizhou's most loyal supporter. Shao Xian had a good impression of him, so he smiled politely: "Nine Middle School, Shao Xian."
Chen Baizhou and Qian Wenjie also said their names respectively.
"Shao Xian?" Zhao Siqin's eyebrows moved slightly, "Second Young Master Shao?"
The Zhao family is also a bit dignified in Yan City. Although they have no business dealings with Shaw Brothers, they still understand each other's family situation.
Shao Xian smiled slightly and did not deny it.
The Zhao family is not as good as the Shaw Brothers, but Zhao Siqin did not feel that he was inferior to Shao Xian because of this, and continued to be neither humble nor arrogant: "Since we have fate, why not have a meal together later?"
The boys beside him were a little shocked.
They are headed by Zhao Siqin, and their power is naturally inferior to him, let alone the Shao family.
Don't get too excited to meet someone of Shao Xian's level in such a place.
The boy who glared at Qian Wenjie just now quietly retreated behind a few people, and lowered his head and dared not look at him again.
Facing Zhao Siqin's sincere invitation, Shao Xian apologized and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, we have other things today."
"Then leave your contact information?" Zhao Siqin insisted.
The more he looked at Chen Baizhou, the more he felt good-natured. If he doesn't know what's going on, he won't give up.
Shao Xian didn't dislike Zhao Siqin, and if Chen Baizhou returned to Fu's house in the future, it might be smoother with Zhao Siqin's help.
"Okay, write down the number."
Zhao Siqin immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed after making a note.
The phone rang, and after Shao Xian pressed a few keys with his fingertips, he suddenly said, "Since you are participating in the math league, you should be more interested in learning."
Zhao Siqin was taken aback, "What?"
Shao Xian smiled slightly, "Nothing."
He knew that Zhao Siqin was a high school student in his previous life. Zhao Siqin is two years older than him and Fu Baizhou, and two grades higher.
In this world, Shao Xian and Chen Baizhou jumped two levels and are now at the same level as Zhao Siqin.
Judging from their grades, they may be in the same class after high school.
Before, he established a learning forum on the Internet. After a long period of hard work, it has grown and grown. Some eager students often post problems on the forum, and everyone can learn from each other and discuss.
But the forum management is still not enough, Shao Xian has an idea, but he is too lazy to do it.
He remembered that Zhao Siqin was very good at management affairs, and he could be invited to join the forum at that time.
Zhao Siqin didn't know what he was thinking, so he politely waved goodbye to them.
In the blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching, the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger, and the city of Yan also begins to snow.
Qian Wenjie, carrying a schoolbag, walked into the gate of Shao's house, and stood at the entrance to change his shoes.
Aunt Sun came over and took the down jacket he took off with a smile.
The Shao family had heating, and the whole house was warm. Qian Wenjie said thank you, put on his slippers and ran upstairs.
"Xianxian, Baizhou, here I come!"
He rushed into the room excitedly, thinking that the two were studying, but unexpectedly saw a strange scene of Shao Xian playing a game.
And Chen Baizhou was sitting next to Shao Xian, his eyes fixed on the screen.
"You guys don't even call me when you play games!" Qian Wenjie was stunned for a few seconds, then roared and rushed over instantly.
Seeing that he was about to meet Shao Xian, a pair of arms stretched out and stopped Qian Wenjie.
Qian Wenjie turned to look at Chen Baizhou, and couldn't help calling out, "Why did you stop me?"
He always felt that Chen Xian's arm strength became stronger and stronger, which prevented him from getting close to Xian Xian many times.
Chen Baizhou's expression was light, and his beautiful eyes glanced at Qian Wenjie, "Xianxian is about to win, don't disturb him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the word "victory" appeared on the screen in front of Shao Xian.
Taking off his headphones, Shao Xian turned to look at Qian Wenjie, "It's snowing today, take a day off and play games."
Although Qian Wenjie was excited when he heard the words, he still asked curiously, "Is there any special significance to the snowy days?"
Shao Xian got up and gave him the position. He couldn't help but smiled and said, "Just say it casually, are you playing?"
"Play!" Qian Wenjie didn't want to miss the opportunity, so he took the place of Shao Xian and asked while operating the character, "When did you play Xianxian? Why don't I know?"
"Last night was boring, so I just played casually. I didn't expect it to be fun." Shao Xian stared at Qian Wenjie's position and couldn't help but admire.
I have to say that Qian Crayon is indeed very talented in playing games.
"Crayon, have you thought about what to do in the future?" Shao Xian asked suddenly.
Qian Wenjie paused for a moment, and the game characters on the screen also stopped and were attacked by the enemy.
He immediately avoided the attack, turned the tide, and eliminated the opponent before replying, "I don't know either."
"Inherit your father's company?"
Qian Wenjie immediately shook his head, "I don't want to manage the company."
He is very confused now, although his father always told him to study hard and help him manage the company after graduating from college.
But he really wasn't interested.
"If only my mother had another one," he said with a frustrated face.
Shao Xian understood his thoughts.
In the previous life, Qian Wenjie also had his own dreams, but almost no one supported him at that time. Everyone thought that he should inherit the Qian family's company.
Even Shao Xian did not express explicit support.
Thinking about it now, he felt sorry for Qian Wenjie.
If Qian Shi Crayon still wants to pursue his dream, he must support him without reservation.
"Actually, I think that the reason why your father clearly let you go to the company in the future should be because he is worried that you will have no way out in the future." Shao Xian analyzed patiently, "If you can find your own way, I believe Uncle Qian will support you."
Qian Wenjie nodded after hearing the words, with a tangled look on his face, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Do you already have something you want to do?" Shao Xian guided him to say it.
Qian Wenjie struggled for a while, finally summoned up the courage, and said to the two friends: "I have always liked to play games, you all know. I want to continue playing games in the future."
Shao Xian pretended to be serious: "As far as I know, playing games costs money. Although you can make money in games, you can't make a lot of money in the end. Do you think Uncle Qian can rest assured?"
"I know, but who said that there is no way to play games?" Qian Wenjie bowed his head sadly, "I know you won't understand me."
Shao Xian couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and deliberately provoked him: "I didn't say that playing games can't be successful, but you have to wait until you graduate from high school before deciding whether to continue playing games. If you can support yourself by then, Don't rely on your family, whatever you want to do, Baizhou and I will support you."
"Really?" Qian Wenjie immediately became happy.
Shao Xianzheng nodded his head.
He didn't plan to skip grades in high school, and when they graduated high school, they would be sixteen. For esports players, the age of sixteen is just the beginning.
Thinking of his previous life, every time Qian Wenjie watched an e-sports game and saw tears in his eyes, Shao Xian felt guilty.
Crayon is totally gifted for playing games.
But at that time, it seemed that playing games was not doing a proper job, and it happened that Qian's father was sick, and the burden of the Qian family fell on Qian Wenjie. Even if Qian Wenjie wanted to play games, he did not have the willful capital.
If you miss the best years, you will never have a chance.
"Great!" Qian Wenjie felt very happy.
Before he said it, he had already thought that the two academic friends might oppose him. After all, playing games was like playing a game in the eyes of others.
Unexpectedly, his two little friends are so powerful!
I am so happy!
He rushed over to hug Shao Xian, but was pushed away by Chen Baizhou.
"Don't be too happy, the most important thing now is that you perform well in the high school entrance examination and get into the first high school." Shao Xian poured him a pot of cold water at the right time.
Qian Wenjie grinned when he heard the words, he didn't make Shao Xian as a good friend.
Shao Xian was doing it for his own good, he knew.
"Hmmmm." He nodded again and again.
Shao Xian thought for a while, but still reminded him: "Uncle Qian and Auntie Wang have survived hard days. You should also pay more attention to their health. Remember to have a physical examination every year, so you can feel at ease."
"Okay." Qian Wenjie silently kept it in his heart.
The old man seems to be in a really bad mood recently. If you have time, you should go to the hospital for a check-up.
After playing a few games, Qian Wenjie consciously put it down and said seriously, "Xianxian, Baizhou, let's do the problem together."
He had this interest in learning, and Shao Xian certainly expressed his support.
After the three of them studied for a long time, Aunt Sun knocked on the door and called them to eat.
Qian Wenjie figured out the answer, pulled his mind out of the question, stretched out his arms, but his right arm was slapped away.
He turned to look at Chen Baizhou, "Why do you keep hitting me?"
Chen Baizhou gave him a cold look, "I will meet Xianxian."
"You're exaggerating," Qian Wenjie's eyes widened, and his thick eyebrows were full of dissatisfaction, "I'll just stretch, what if I meet Xianxian? Xianxian doesn't care, what are you thinking about all day long? strength?"
The young people are angry, and sometimes they can quarrel over trivial matters. Shao Xian is used to it, so he just stood by and watched silently.
Chen Baizhou looked at him and said slowly, "You know, Xianxian is easily injured."
"Hey," Qian Wenjie rolled up his sleeves, "No matter how easy it is to get hurt, what if I touch it? Chen Baizhou, you are too lenient, you know?"
Shao Xian opened the door silently, "If you don't go down to eat, the meal will be cold."
Chen Baizhou obediently followed him downstairs.
"Xianxian, you judge the rationale," Qian Wenjie followed, insisting, "How many times, I have been able to endure until today is the result of my hard work and restraint. Usually I want to take your shoulder, but Chen Baizhou will not let me. , now it's going too far."
Shao Xian also felt strange and couldn't help looking at Chen Baizhou.
Chen Baizhou said lightly: "I'm afraid he will press you."
"It sounds like I'm a pig." Qian Wenjie felt resentful in his heart. It was obvious that he knew him first.
He is not reconciled!
"Well, I see that it's snowing a lot outside. After dinner, let's go to a snowball fight. You two will vent your excess energy."
Shao Xian suggested while eating.
"good idea!"
Qian Wenjie took a provocative look at Chen Baizhou, quickly grabbed the rice, and planned to teach Chen a lesson later.
Chen Baizhou lowered his eyes without giving him a single look.