When the paper was halfway through, Ji Rang received a reply from the best: Classmate Ji, I just finished school, where are you? I will take you to buy a tutoring book now.

Ji Rang replied to him: No, I have already bought it.

He took a photo of the question he was doing in his hand and sent it over: What the hell does this question mean?

Wu Rui's news came back five minutes later: You can think about this question from two aspects. The first aspect is the meaning conveyed by this poem. Please blow down my dead thoughts to the world and make it promote new life like dead leaves. The poet expressed his wish to nurture a new life in the poem, which shows that the current world is withered and hopeless. The second aspect is the signal of the 19th century in the question. If you think about the situation in the Western world in the 19th century, the answer to this question will come out.

A long passage made Ji dizzy when he read it. At the end, he didn't even say the answer, letting him think about it by himself!

Ji Rang gritted his teeth and could only read the text content sent by Wu Rui again. Combined with several options, hesitantly asked: Choose c?

Wu Rui: Yes, if you do the questions in the future, you will find that the answer to each question is obvious.

Ji Rang was embarrassed to tell him that choosing C was actually a guess.

After all, the big guy who only took one history class did not know what the fuck the Western world looked like in the 19th century.

However, Wu Rui's analysis inspired him, and he knew how to figure it out when he did the test again.

The accuracy rate of this kind of thing has increased a little.

The big guy who racked his brains to finish the multiple-choice questions, Qi Ying had already finished writing the entire test. She looked at the boy who was still thinking hard on the other side, picked up the Black Forest cake that she had not finished eating and waited for him while eating.

The boy frowned and thoughtful, exactly the same as when the general sat in the study to review the military parade.

Those aristocratic playboys who were thrown into the training camp always made him angry. He often sighed, how dare he hand over this fertile land to the hands of those ignorant people.

At that time, she didn't understand and blinked and said, "There is a general here."

With a general here, he will definitely be able to defend the mountains and rivers.

He touched her head with a funny look: "Little fool, I'm not a god."

He is not a god, he will die one day.

But no one expected that that day came so quickly and suddenly.

That was the fifth year she had entered the General's Mansion. The personal nanny who was taking care of her received a letter from the housekeeper of the mansion and came happily to tell her that the general had won another battle and would be back in the future.

The general has not returned for a year since Guiyue last year.

She was so happy that she cleaned the General's Mansion together with the whole house. As the end of the year approached, she bought a lot of lanterns of various windows and lanterns and even hanged them. She even turned up the flowerbeds and planted the camellia wintersweet that bloomed in winter.

The nanny also made a brand new dress cloak for her to go to Jinxiufang. The cloak was bright red and stunning, which was completely different from her usual dressing style. However, the nanny said that this color is now popular in the capital. She has white skin and looks good in red. She must be happy to welcome the general home.

The general lost his mother in his early years and his father in his youth. In previous years, when the wars were fought, there were only two or three old servants guarding the mansion in the middle of the capital. Later, Qi Ying moved in, and then he gradually added some maids and more popular and lively.

I think it would be happy to see this festive and bright scene when he returned to Beijing.

She agreed.

A few days later, another urgent message was sent to the palace. That day, the emperor closed the court.

I think at that time, the news of the general's death came to Beijing.

But no one came to tell her.

It is probably because she thinks she is just an unknown concubine, so she is not worth mentioning.

She just waited with her fingers and waited, and finally waited for the day when the army returned to the court. That day, at the beginning of the new year, she was wearing the red cloak and waiting for the general's coffin.

The window flowers she pasted with her own hands and the lanterns she hung on were lifted off by her own hands and replaced with white mourning banners.

She took off the red cloak, folded it, placed it on the head of the bed, changed into a white dress, and hung it on the beam of the room.

At that time, the sun was still very sunny.

When you close your eyes, you can still see the golden light.

...

Qi Ying rubbed her eyes.

How lucky she could meet him again. All those promises that she had no time to say and the New Year that she had not spent with him this time can be made up for them little by little.

Ji Rang didn't know that the little girl opposite had already quietly cried, and he was still fighting against the test paper.

You can write multiple-choice questions, but you have to read the following big questions before you can do it. Just as you were about to reach out to get the textbook, I suddenly remembered that Qi Ying had never touched a book when she was doing the questions.

Then he still needs to read a book, wouldn’t it seem very trash?

The big guy who doesn't want to face up to his status as a bad student can only hold back and watch the next one.

The next one won't be, it's great.

He will not walk on the mountain of books, and he will not walk on the sea of ​​knowledge without end.

Horizontal banner: The idol burden is too heavy.

Ji Rang looked outside the door and it was getting darker. He took the exam paper on the excuse and typed it with his mobile phone: It's getting dark, go home.

She didn't want him to send him away, worried that it would delay his time. After all, where he lives is two different directions from her home. Ji Rang had accepted the "fact" that she disliked his motorcycle, and was unhappy, but without showing any expression on his face, he sent her to the bus stop.

This time period is no longer crowded, and there are still many seats when the car arrives. He handed her the bag, said with a tense face, "Go."

Qi Ying looked at him slightly with his head raised.

I don’t know if it was because of the wind, but her eyes were a little red, and her eyes looked gentle and tired.

Ji Rang's heart was inexplicably numb by this look, and he interrupted and said with a smile: "What? I can't bear to leave me."

The bus behind him was at the station and opened the door.

Qi Ying suddenly tiptoed and hugged him.

I felt a small, fragrant and soft thing crash into my arms. Before I could react, Qi Ying had already taken her schoolbag and turned around and ran onto the bus.

The night wind swept past him with a spin, and took away the sweet fragrance left in his arms.

The bus had already started, Qi Ying lay beside the window and waved her hand to smile at him.

Only then did the big guy who realized that he became angry became a wooden man.

Who did you learn from after flirting?!

No, she has taken advantage of it twice. Next time, I must take the initiative and take advantage of it!

...

When he arrived at school the next day, Wu Rui came to Class 9 to look for Ji Rang before he started to study. He appeared here at the age of the first, which immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. Several gangsters laughed and blocked him: "Oh, this is the best at age, why did he come to us by condescending to surrender to the nobles?"

Wu Rui said: "I'll come to find Ji Rang."

A group of people burst into laughter: "Damn, this nerd actually wants to find Brother Jean? I'm afraid it's not because of itchy skin and looking for a beating?"

Ji Rang Bingbing's voice came from behind him: "I see you are looking for a beating."

When several people saw it was him, they were so scared that their necks shrank and ran away quickly. Wu Rui suddenly felt like he was being covered by a grade boss, and he was a little excited to think about it.

He endured the excitement and handed over the notebook in his hand: "Student Ji, this is my tailor-made study plan for you last night based on your situation. You can take a look first, and I will come to you after lunch and explain it carefully to you." Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on the mobile phone for one second.

Ji Rang reached out to take it: "Thank you."

Wu Rui waved his hand shyly: "It should be, you didn't give the money."

Ji Rang thought this kid was quite fun, and he smiled and said, "Okay, go back, class is coming soon."

Wu Rui nodded and turned around and left. Ji Rang took the notebook back to his seat, and opened the first page of the notebook in a circle of curious sight around him.

I saw five big words written on it with a sonorous and powerful force:

【Attack on Ji Rang】

Follow the following line of small words: - Four-week study plan.

Ji Rang:???

What kind of fuck is the second-year junior high school boy in the first grade?
Chapter completed!