The car was driving smoothly on the forest path. The driver looked straight ahead and drove the car in a serious manner, while the people in the back row maintained the posture of one person's fingers resting on the back of the other's hand.
With a "gudong", Yan Han swallowed.
It may be that the sound of swallowing saliva was too loud, which dissipated the strange atmosphere just now, Yan Han asked him: "Do you feel anything?"
It's been a long time, although I haven't measured it specifically, but it should be about a minute
Lin Jianlu finally pulled out his fist slightly, Yan Han withdrew his hand tactfully, and asked him: "How is it?"
Lin Jianlu said, "One minute and eighteen seconds."
Yan Han: "Uh...you can accept me touching you for so long?"
"right."
"Without any psychological resistance?"
"Ok."
"!"
…Wait a minute, why does it feel like getting extra points for the pentathlon achievement, and I feel excited after touching Lin Jianlu for a longer time!
But one minute and eighteen seconds is indeed quite a long time, and you should be able to do everything within the scope of normal interaction.
God knows that sometimes he would feel uncomfortable sitting at the same table with Lin Jianlu, because he was afraid of accidentally touching the other party.
it's good now.
But Yan Han is still unclear about one thing: "So you can only touch me for so long now?"
"No, there are a few more." Lin Jianlu looked at him with dark eyes, "They are good friends, but they are not in this school."
"Oh."
Yan Han responded, what he thought was that it seemed that he was not special.
Lin Jianlu should be just because he touched himself in a moment of desperation and the subsequent changes.
Thinking about it like this, Yan Han put his heart back in his stomach, and told himself that it was okay not to think about it.
For the rest of the journey, both of them rested on the back of their chairs, and neither of them spoke.
Last night, he didn't sleep much, and he did strenuous exercise just now, and Yan Han was very tossed. Considering that it's only been half a day, and he still has a lot of time to study later, he simply leaned on the seat for the rest of the time. Squinted for a while.
It's a pity that the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere didn't last long. Yan Han was so refreshing when he beat someone up, but he was so embarrassed when he arrived at the school hospital.
The first thing to greet must be Li Hongqing's scolding.
Of course, with Lin Jianlu around, it's not convenient for Teacher Li to swear so badly.
But this does not prevent Yan Han from being beaten to pieces by the other party.
"Do some people think that they are very capable, you say you are a girl, go to fight with gangsters? Are you dying or something?"
Li Hongqing's current appearance looked like a benevolent old doctor who was a doctor. Although he was rambling and his attitude was not good, his behavior was not abrupt.
Especially since this patient is not the first time doing so.
At the beginning, Yan Han reviewed himself kindly, admitting that he was impulsive.
But then, amidst Li Hongqing's still chattering voice, he could only continue to maintain a pleasant face and warn him with his eyes—it was almost enough.
"..."
Only then did Li Hongqing shut up obediently, sprayed Yan Han with some medicine for bruises, and prescribed some oral medicine, and told him daily: "It must be a little hard for you to use force with your hand recently, and it will be fine in two days." , don’t force yourself, take a good rest.”
"Okay, thank you teacher." Yan Han smiled at him.
He was delayed in the school hospital for some time, and when he and Lin Jianlu went back to the teaching building, their classmates had already returned.
After such a big incident, the class teacher was called to a meeting temporarily, and now the class leader organizes self-study.
And the class that was originally quite quiet burst into unprecedented discussions the moment the two of them appeared!
"They're back!"
"Oh mom, the hero of our class is back!"
Wen Juorong and other students in the back row shouted slogans directly: "Brother Yan, Brother Lin, you are the best!"
Yan Han and Lin Jianlu walked into the class in bewilderment. At that time, they didn't know that they would be the protagonists of tomorrow's headlines.
The squad leader sitting on the podium in front was not busy organizing discipline, but stood up and greeted them, wanting to give them both a hug.
—Is there anything better to express friendship and sympathy than a hug after a catastrophe
It's a pity that Yan Han was afraid of causing trouble, and exposed the fact that he has no breasts, so he avoided it cruelly.
And Lin Jianlu... Well, the whole school knows that Lin Jianlu doesn't like being touched, let alone hugged.
The squad leader who stretched out his hands in a hug could only change to hugging himself and weeping, and at the same time, he still asked with concern: "You guys are back. How did you go to the hospital? Are you okay?"
"... nothing, just a little bruise." Yan Han replied.
In the school hospital, he wiped off all the dirt on his body with a wet rag, and after rearranging himself, Yan Han became as radiant as ever.
Also as indifferent as usual.
He went straight back to his seat to study.
As for Lin Jianlu, he had no expression at first, and took out another school uniform jacket from the storage room, buttoned it up neatly, pinned the small badge with the word "discipline" on his chest, and then entered In the class, everyone's discussion was obviously quieter.
The squad leader who sat back on the podium had to shoulder the heavy burden, "Ahem. Go to self-study, everyone, keep quiet."
The class returned to the quiet state in the front. I have to say that Class 14 is really better than Class 17. Although there will still be some people whispering, it will not interrupt the train of thought of other students.
Yan Han, who didn't waste any time, had already taken out his notebook and reworked the questions, and then he realized what Li Hongqing's phrase "don't force" meant.
—His right hand can no longer hold the pen.
It hurts when you bend your knuckles hard.
Holding the pen forcibly will only make the injury heal more slowly.
Yan Han is an idiot.
Obviously, he can't directly use his brain to calculate like Lin Jianlu, and he can't solve the problem at all without writing!
Holding the pen and standing there in a daze, Yan Han heard Lin Jianlu next to him ask him: "What's wrong?"
Yan Han cried and said: "My hand... I don't have the strength to hold the pen anymore."
"..." Lin Jianlu: "Then let's take a rest first, or you might as well ask for a leave of absence."
"No need." Yan Han felt that he would be even more collapsed when he went back to the dormitory and had nothing to do. He reluctantly held the pen and worked hard to calculate the questions without bending his fingers. After he got used to it, he found that he could still write, that is. It's ugly.
But it's good to be able to write. Today is already Friday, and there will be a lot of homework. He doesn't want to stop doing homework because of this little finger injury, and he doesn't want to waste the good self-study time on Saturday and Sunday.
There is no problem in doing the questions, the only tangled thing is that the phonetic symbols and Chinese character annotations on the English text will become a bit troublesome.
The English texts are densely packed, and the phonetic symbols and annotations must be small in order not to affect the reading senses, and the writing must be decent, otherwise he doesn't want to read it himself.
But his current state showed that it was impossible.
What is even more sad is that the new text to be memorized today has not yet started to look up the dictionary, and there is not a single word on it!
Yan Han, who also didn't want to slow down his progress because of injury, started preparing for a new English text after finishing a paper.
The right hand can't write carefully, it doesn't matter that he still has a left hand.
Anyway, foreign characters can be drawn like a gourd painting. Yan Han flipped through the thick and large dictionary, using his right hand and left hand for a while, struggling to mark the notes of various words on the English book.
... If you cry ugly, just cry ugly, this text will be over soon after memorizing it, and you don't need to read it carefully when reviewing.
He comforted himself like this.
After working for a while, Yan Han suddenly felt that he was touched by a finger, turned his head instinctively, and heard Lin Jianlu say: "What do you want to write, or I will write it for you."
"No need, just go about your business."
"It's okay, I'm not busy."
As Lin Jianlu said that, he closed the "extra-curricular book" on his desk that he didn't know what it was. Just in time for the bell to finish class, he could speak openly. I pulled out a book that was about to rot, and looked at the contents.
"What words do you need to look up, read them to me after you look them up, and I'll help you transcribe."
"Uh, but don't you like taking notes?" Yan Han was a little embarrassed. To be honest, he had been at the same table for almost a week, and he hardly saw Lin Jianlu when he was doing some homework that would definitely be checked. took the pen.
Maybe it’s because he really doesn’t like to hold pens. Lin Jianlu is even more “rough” than him. Not only does he not have a pencil case, but he only has one pen!
Most people have to prepare a red pen when correcting wrong questions, or some people are used to calculating problems with pencils, and some people like Wen Juerong love all kinds of pens, and the pens in the pen bag are often colorful and varied , but there was only one very ordinary black carbon pen on Lin Jianlu's desk.
Now the other party picked up the pen and answered his question: "Seeing that you find it interesting to take notes, I suddenly want to try it."
Yan Han: "???"
"let us start."
"Ah..." Yan Han started looking through the dictionary to look up words he didn't know or couldn't pronounce correctly. Polysemous words will also be marked in detail next to them.
Because Lin Jianlu didn't write very often at all, Yan Han didn't pay attention to how the other party's handwriting was.
So when he saw a string of fluent cursive script and small English cursive characters on his book, Yan Han swallowed again "gudong".
The black signature pen seems to be a typewriter under Lin Jianlu's pen. Every word he writes is very standard, and every string of letters is extremely beautiful. At first glance, it is hard to believe that this is written by a person holding a pen out of thin air up!
Seeing that Lu finished writing a series of notes again, Lin turned his head to look at Yan Han, but Yan Han was stunned at this moment, and even forgot to look up the dictionary.
He regained his senses, and in order not to delay Lin Jianlu's time, he flipped through the dictionary and hurried to look up the next word.
Lin Jianlu was very patient and did not rush him, but after the two of them looked up a few words together, he suddenly said: "Since you want to learn a foreign language by memorizing texts, not looking up words In the process of deepening the impression, why do you have to look up the words in the dictionary?"
"This..." Yan Han was a little confused by the question, and tried to explain: "Because there is no other way?"
That's right, that's it. In fact, there are courseware explaining vocabulary and grammar in the video of the Xueba live broadcast system, but the teaching in the video is too slow, and it is too time-consuming to wait to watch the vocabulary explained in the video.
What's more, his foundation is weak, and there are many vocabulary that the teacher in the video thinks it is unnecessary to talk about it, but he doesn't know it yet, so he can only look it up by himself.
Mobile phones are not allowed in the class, and it is impossible for him to spend money to buy an electronic dictionary. Besides, Yan Han is already used to looking up the dictionary, and the speed is very fast. He has always used this method.
After understanding the situation, Lin Jianlu nodded and said: "That can be done like this. If you don't know any words, I can help you look at them first. If you are not sure, then look up the dictionary."
"This..." Yan Han widened his eyes, and suddenly felt that this is a good way
And it turns out that Lin Jianlu, who scored almost full marks in English at the beginning of class placement, obviously will not be overwhelmed by these unlearned texts.
He translated the whole text very smoothly, and taught Yan Han how to pronounce. The efficiency was so high that Yan Han felt as if he was a one-on-one English teacher hired by himself.
... No, this stepping horse is simply a small AI smart dictionary!
Even the time of typing words is saved!
The eldest brother's eyes lit up instantly, and after the two finished translating a text, Yan Han put on a slightly "shy" look on purpose, and jokingly asked Lin Jianlu: "If I ask you to be a tutor, how much will it cost per hour? No, how much is a text?"
"Ordinary people can't hire me." Lin Jianlu took a look at him, and then said, "You don't need money."
"Ah?" Yan Han fell into a daze again.
"Aren't we friends?" Lin Jianlu raised the corners of his lips slightly, "We're still at the same table, of course we need to help each other."