"I'll give it back to you after reading it, thank you." Zhuo Yu'an took the magazine without thinking much. He had been looking for it for a long time, so he felt like he had found a treasure. After taking it, he opened it and read it.
An important reason for his strong concentration is that he only focuses on what he likes and is interested in, and will not be easily distracted. Just like he likes IT-related things, he studies various latest developments with enthusiasm and persistence.
Technology; for example, if he likes Tinglan, he only thinks about being nice to her.
He couldn't see anything else, and he didn't even delve into why Wen Jian knew he wanted this magazine for a long time, and why Wen Jian gave him this magazine.
Wen Jian smiled and said: "You're welcome. I'm also very interested in it. This is a monthly magazine. I asked my friend to order it for me for a year. She will help me mail it every month. I will read it later and share it with you.
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"Are you interested too?" Zhuo Yuan raised his head and looked at her after hearing her words. It was a bit unexpected, because there were few classmates around him who were interested in these things.
"Of course I'm interested. I also signed up for a weekend software training class. I go to a class every Saturday and Sunday." In fact, Wen Jian only signed up after the National Day. She was the youngest in that training institution.
student, and the only one who is female.
She originally thought that taking this kind of training class was a waste of time, but after taking a few classes, she realized that a lot of the logic in it was very helpful for learning, so it was not entirely to cater to Zhuo Yu'an, but she was really interested.
Zhuo Yu'an nodded and said no more. But because of this common interest, the two of them had a little intersection and a common language.
During the break, Zhuo Yuan was looking down at the magazine in his hand, as if he was telepathically telepathic. He suddenly looked up at the door of the classroom and saw Tinglan standing at the door of their class, walking towards him timidly.
Came over.
He put down the magazine and watched her approach with gentle eyes. He was about to stand up to greet her, but he saw that her eyes didn't seem to be looking at him, but at Wen Jian across the aisle.
Ting Lan came over to see Wen Jian during the break. He wanted to ask her if she wanted to drink water or if she wanted to go to the toilet. He was afraid that it would be inconvenient for her to be alone.
Zhuo Yu'an was listening to the conversation between her and Wen Jian, and what flashed through his mind was how she was so kind and well-behaved. Seeing her, his mood improved.
Then he heard her whisper to Wen Jian: "My mobile phone was not turned off in class today. If you need me, just send me a message."
Because the school has regulations that students must turn off their mobile phones as soon as they enter the campus, so when she said this, she was a little nervous about doing something bad.
Wen Jian nodded and said she understood. In front of her classmates, she had always been very friendly to Tinglan.
"Then I'm leaving." Tinglan hunched over again and walked out of the aisle, never looking at Zhuo Yu'an next to him, as if he didn't exist.
Zhuo Yuan got up and followed her out, calling her name in the corridor outside.
: "Shu Tinglan."
Ting Lan paused and looked back at him.
Zhuo Yuan followed her subconsciously and called her name, but had nothing to say.
Tinglan seemed to have remembered something and said, "Wait for me here."
Then he trotted back to his classroom. When the bell was about to ring, he rushed out and handed him a bottle of Coke.
: "Thank you for the Coke yesterday."
She had kept it in her schoolbag and hadn't drank it yet. She didn't want to give it back to him, but gave it to him to drink.
Zhuo Yu'an smiled and caught the bottle of Coke, just as the class bell rang.
: "Go to class quickly."
When he returned to his classroom with the Coke, the corners of his lips had not moved down. This time he carefully put the Coke into his schoolbag. Although it was not the same bottle, there was a sense of joy in finding it.