42. Feelings are a puzzle that can never be guessed
Only the last minute left.
Checking the test paper over and over again, Chen Yinyang felt that even the questions he was sure of were wrong because he was nervous.
I picked up the pen tremblingly and wanted to change it, but the alarm clock next to the table rang loudly.
"Time is up."
Ji Fengli walked in and took away Chen Yinyang's test paper without any hesitation: "The results will be out in ten minutes."
Chen Yinyang nodded dully, and after Ji Fengli went out, he held his head with both hands and waited painfully for the result.
In a short period of time, he truly understood the meaning of seconds being like years. Looking at the alarm clock on the table, he prayed for time to go by slowly, and then wished that time would go by faster. This kind of torment meant that he was going to be in a frying pan.
More painful.
The suffocating time walked leisurely according to its pace. After it had walked ten steps, it finally arrived at the critical moment that decided its fate.
Li Shaoran and Feng Qixiu walked into Chen Yinyang's house one after another. When they saw Li Shaoran holding a glass of juice composed of unknown substances in his hand, Chen Yinyang had only one word in his mind: "Run."
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As soon as his body moved stiffly for a few steps, the two people saw his intention and blocked the door directly.
"I thought the lamb was very well-behaved, but I didn't expect that it would also run away secretly."
Li Shaoran poked at his thoughts, and Chen Yinyang lowered his head in shame.
Seeing that Chen Yinyang was obedient, Li Shaoran opened the test paper: "Little Yang, after the corrections by Ji Fengli and I, we unanimously determined that your score is 79 points."
7,79 points.
Only one point away from 80!!!
After being hit, the corners of Chen Yinyang's mouth twitched, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
"It's a pity that you have to accept punishment." Li Shaoran handed the juice to Chen Yinyang: "Drink it."
He raised his head and looked at the glass of green juice that was still smelling of unknown gas. What on earth could be mixed together to make it look like this?
Wow, I don’t want to die yet!
Chen Yinyang didn't know where the courage came from. He pushed the cup away and rushed out like a headless fly.
As a result of his reckless escape, he was grabbed by the clothes at the back of his neck and easily lifted back.
"The little sheep is so disobedient. Could it be that he was corrupted by Feng Qixiu's teachings?" Li Shaoran said softly, but without hesitation, he put the juice to his mouth: "Use this glass of juice to wash your brain."
It turns out that the president is also a big pervert!
Chen Yinyang was forced to raise his neck. At the critical moment when the juice was about to be poured down his throat, he shouted in a hopeless voice: "Ji Fengli, save me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes clearly saw that the horrible juice next to his mouth was taken by another hand, and Ji Fengli stood in front of him.
Li Shaoran smiled: "Are you going to violate the rules?"
Ji Fengli held the cup with a serious expression: "I helped him with tutoring, and I am also half responsible for not getting 80 points in the exam."
Monsoon Li...
Chen Yinyang's moved eyes shone with tears. For the first time, he felt that his image was so noble and great. Don't worry, if anything happens to you, I will help you deal with your funeral and take care of your family.
But he hadn't been moved for too long. Ji Fengli handed the half-drunk juice to him: "It's your turn."
What's my turn? Shouldn't you bear all the responsibility for this glass of juice?
Seeing Chen Yinyang's mouth wide open with a puzzled look, Ji Fengli explained: "My responsibility is over, and the other half is yours."
How can you only do half of a good deed!!
Chen Yinyang took the cup angrily and drank it as if he were dead.
It tastes so bad!!
As soon as the juice entered his mouth, he almost spit it out. The bitterness and spicy taste hit his taste. Chen Yinyang pinched his nose and poured the rest in hard.
After drinking the last drop, my hand could no longer hold the cup and it fell to the ground with a thud.
"How about it, I'm very powerful..." After saying the last sentence bravely, Chen Yinyang, who had many little stars popping up in front of his eyes, couldn't hold on and fainted.
"..." Ji Fengli looked at the fainted Chen Yinyang, picked him up and put him on the bed.
Looking at Ji Fengli's actions, Li Shaoran said meaningfully: "Your attitude towards the lamb seems to be different from others."
"Your illusion."
"Whether it's an illusion or not, time will verify everything." Li Shaoran smiled and walked out: "Now, sit here and think about what you want."
Something I want.
Ji Fengli was touched by these words and couldn't help but sit next to Chen Yinyang and look at his sleeping face.
Because he drank the terrible juice, Chen Yinyang's eyebrows were always furrowed.
She brushed her hand against his cheek until her fingers touched his lips. The soft touch made Ji Fengli couldn't help but stay for a while longer.
I remember that whether he was angry, smiling, or sad, the expressions on his face were all colorful and nothing like him.
He also has a crying and nymphomaniac personality. He has always hated people like this the most, but he doesn't dislike him at all.
There are even plans to keep him forever.
Thinking of Chen Yinyang's fuss about running away a few days ago, Ji Fengli could never forget his anxious and uneasy mood at that time.
This person is almost going to make him no longer recognize me.
After stroking his lips for the last time, Ji Fengli withdrew his hand, somewhat disgusted with himself for falling into a sad mood.
How can these unnecessary things appear in myself?
Only the cold mask is the face he needs, the protective color that can fight against everything.
After exhaling a breath, Ji Fengli's eyes returned to their usual calm state.
No one can hinder his progress. In order to gain the power to control the Ji family, he can give up everything.
****Time flies by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, there is only one day left before the exam.
Chen Yinyang climbed on the desk and worked hard to calculate math problems. Even if Ji Fengli wasn't around to supervise him, he entered an automatic exam preparation state.
"Wow, how should I draw the auxiliary lines of this figure? I have no idea how to start..."
I have been doing the questions since I got up in the morning. Because of the short time, I only memorized the basic formulas, but Chen Yinyang was still confused about how to use them flexibly.
"Alas..." I put down my pen feebly and drank some water to moisten my throat before speaking.
Because of Ji Fengli's glass of juice, he was in a coma for a full day. When he woke up, he was afraid of all the drinks in the world and only dared to drink boiled water.
I wonder if Lord Qixiu will not even dare to touch the water glass.
He thought sympathetically of the scene where Feng Qixiu was given three glasses of juice. He might have problems even going to the examination room tomorrow.
Turning his attention to his test paper, Chen Yinyang anxiously estimated his results.
The school's major examinations are all liberal arts + science + electives. The subjects studied at Nosho College and Dante College are the same but the content is different, so the rankings of the two colleges are conducted separately. But because we are about to usher in summer travel
, in order not to let students relax too much, the teachers temporarily decided to add this test, and only test liberal arts and major subjects, and rank them in the whole school.
Fortunately, I didn't do it this time, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died.
A rough estimate is that liberal arts and Chinese language are my strengths, and I should be able to score above 80 points. As for math and English, haha, it really depends on my on-the-spot performance. (This time, all subjects are based on a 100-point scale.) The top 20 should be no problem. , but it is still very difficult to rank in the top ten.
I really don’t want my efforts to go to waste.
Chen Yinyang rubbed his eyes and struggled with the question again.
The door was pushed open quietly, and Ji Fengli walked in. He saw a red cloth tied to Chen Yinyang's head, with the word "struggle" written on it.
"It's late, go to bed."
Little did he know that someone would suddenly come in from behind. Chen Yinyang jumped up in fright: "You're so scared. Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in!"
"You have to get up early tomorrow." Ji Fengli didn't feel that what he did was wrong, he just emphasized that he should sleep.
"I know," Chen Yinyang pulled off the red cloth on his head angrily: "But I'm not in the mood to sleep. I get very nervous before every exam. But you..."
Chen Yinyang glared at him: "You have ignored me for so many days, why do you show me love at night?"
Ever since he woke up, Ji Fengli had not paid much attention to his tutoring. He just threw some test papers to him every day and did not force him to study. He should have been happy, but Chen Yinyang felt very uncomfortable, but he I couldn't help but ask questions, so I had to study and study by myself every day.
Now this guy comes out and talks about the principle of going to bed early and getting up early, who wants to listen!
A trace of fluctuation flashed across Ji Fengli's face. In order to cover up his unnatural expression, he forcefully reached out and turned off the light.
"Hello!"
Falling into darkness, Chen Yinyang panicked and tried to turn on the desk lamp, but his outstretched hand was held down by Ji Fengli, making him unable to move.
"You guy," Chen Yinyang tried hard to pull his hand out: "Do you understand what I said? Even if you turn off the light, I can't sleep at all if I think about the exam!"
"I'll accompany you."
Perhaps in the darkness, these words seemed particularly gentle. Chen Yinyang was slightly stunned, and then shook his head to dismiss his thoughts: "What's the use of staying with me? Can you help me study to pass tomorrow's exam?"
The corners of Ji Fengli's mouth curled up. Now he didn't have to hide his expression: "Yes, tomorrow is the Chinese language test. I will help you review ancient poems first."
"Okay," Chen Yinyang took out his hand and stretched out on the bed: "Then memorize Bai Juyi's pipa play. Remember, in the tenth year of Yuanhe, Yu Zuo moved to Sima, Jiujiang County. Next autumn, we will see off guests at Fanpukou , who heard the pipa being played at night in the boat, began to recite it."
Chen Yinyang deliberately made things difficult for him. He knew that Ji Fengli's ancient poems were not very good, and Pipa Xing was a relatively long one, so he didn't believe that there were no glitches.
"In the tenth year of Yuanhe, Yu Zuo moved to Sima, Jiujiang County. Next autumn, I saw off guests at Penpukou and heard someone playing the pipa in the boat at night.
Listening to the sound, there was a clank in the Kyoto sound. I asked the person, I was originally from Chang'an, a prostitute, and I tried to learn pipi from Mu Cao, a talented person. She was old and beautiful, and she committed herself to being a wife of a Jia family. Then she ordered the wine envoy to play a few songs quickly. After the song Compassionately, I recounted the joyful things I did when I was young. Now I am drifting and haggard. I have been living in the world of martial arts for two years since I left the official position. I am at peace with myself. Thanks to the words of this person, I began to feel the intention of relegation in the evening. Because I sang a long sentence to give it to me. , with six hundred and sixteen words. The name is "Pipa Xing"."
Ji Fengli accepted the challenge without any objection and smoothly carried out the previous one.
Didn't this guy come back from the UK? Why can he even memorize ancient poems so easily?
Reluctantly listening to his deep but charming voice, I couldn't help but recite the following poem to him: "The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn."
The master disembarked and was on board the ship. He was raising wine and wanted to drink without the orchestra. He was too drunk to say goodbye happily, and the vast river was soaked in the moon when he said goodbye..."
When I recited the famous saying "big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate", my eyelids couldn't help but stick together.
Ancient poems are really good for hypnosis, Chen Yinyang thought, and the following sentences could no longer be heard clearly.
"Who weeps the most in the audience? Sima Jiangzhou's clothes are wet."
Ji Fengli read out the last sentence softly, and only heard Chen Yinyang's steady breathing.
"It seems too sad to end with this sentence." Walking to him, Ji Fengli looked at Chen Yinyang's sleeping face and couldn't help but leaned down and kissed him gently on his forehead: ". (Good night, I wish you the best.
Have a nice dream)."
ps: The benefits of late-night partying. After reading this chapter, I hope everyone can have a beautiful dream...