[For example.] Zongque opened the assigned homework path.

[For example, in such a peaceful era, you are not allowed to take other people's lives at will, but if someone threatens the life of the host, you are allowed to fight back. For example, if you come to a world where the jungle must kill others to survive, the host must do the first thing

One is to save your own life.] 1314 said, [We are very humane, the host should not be afraid.]

[Yeah, I got it, let’s do my homework.] Zongque took out his mobile phone, looked at the homework list, and took out the first math.

[Oh, okay.] The system looked at the host who was sitting very upright and doing his homework very seriously and thought about it.

The host doesn't seem to be afraid at all, and I don't know if he cherishes life more.

What Zongque thinks is that there is indeed a higher level world, but which level the system is at is unknown.

Of course, homework has to be written, but two of the three multiple-choice questions need to be answered incorrectly. Except for the first question, the fill-in-the-blank questions are basically all wrong. On the big question page, only the first question has the first step written down.

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The homework for poor students will be relatively simple, because even if they make mistakes, the teacher will get used to it.

But the system looked at the host's neatly listed vertical forms and steps on the draft paper next to it, as well as the completely correct answers, and felt that it was very serious and responsible for the host to be a poor student.

After finishing a test paper from beginning to end, plus the time spent flipping through books to find formulas, the night was already very deep.

Zongque looked at the test paper, thought for a moment, and wrote the word "understand" in the blank space of the big question.

Just like Lin Heng said, at least let the teacher see that his attitude is correct.

After packing the things into his schoolbag, Zongque looked at the living expenses placed aside, found a box and put it in alone, locked it in the drawer, and then got up to pack and go to bed.

Life at home was relatively leisurely. When he got up, the waste products in the yard had been sold. The old man was not at home, but the food in the kitchen pot was still warm.

Zongque had breakfast, cleaned the pots and bowls, and was thinking about the lunch meal. However, the old man brought back minced meat at noon and said he wanted to make dumplings, but everything he wanted to do was rejected.

When eating, the dumplings in Zongque's bowl had thin skin and large fillings, so he was reluctant to put meat in them, but the old man's own bowl was basically filled with plain fillings.

His eyes stayed for a long time, and the old man asked with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

"Yours is completely vegetarian," Zongque said.

"As you get older, you can't digest meat, so it's better to eat some vegetarian food." The old man said with a smile, "You are young and have a long body. Eat more, and there won't be enough."

Zongque took the empty bowl from the side, took out half of his own, and took out half of the old man's bowl. He poured half of the meat filling into it and placed it on each side: "Share it in half, the whole meat one is too greasy."

"Hey, hey." The old man held up his chopsticks in astonishment, "It's really..."

She sighed deeply and smiled: "Xiaoque has really grown up."

[The host is so filial.] 1314 praised.

[It’s better to be fair.] Zongque lowered his head to eat.

Maybe the other party is used to wronging him, but there is no need for him.

Friday afternoon was off, and he had to go to school on Sunday afternoon. Even though Zongque declined several kindnesses, his schoolbag was still full of snacks in addition to homework.

"Take this box of milk too, drink more and you will grow taller." The old man stuffed something into his hand.

[Host, you can usually refuse the kindness of your parents, but you cannot refuse the kindness of the elderly, so just accept it.] 1314 said.

Have you ever seen how many little skinny guys come into grandma's house and become fat guys when they leave? They even take food with them.

Zongque swallowed back the message that the school could buy it, picked up the milk box and said, "This is all you need, you can't take any more."

"Okay, be careful on the road." The old man warned.

"Yes, I understand." Zongque turned and left.

He left early and did not go back to school directly. Instead, he went to a shoe cleaning shop near Ping An Road to take out his shoes.

Lin Heng also received a message from him at the same time: Are you at home?

With a flick of his finger, the message was sent: Are you looking for something from me?

Zongque stopped when he heard his phone vibrating: Well, return your clothes and shoes.

Lin Heng put down the fork with the fruit on it, dialed the voice call, and when the call was connected on the other side, he asked: "You have arrived at my door?"

There was some unconcealable surprise in the voice. Zongque stopped and looked at the traffic light and said, "No, I just went to pick up my shoes. You're not at home?"

The voice coming out of the receiver was very calm, as if even the mingled car horns had become calmer. Lin Heng stood up and said, "I'll leave now. I'll be there in a moment."

If you miss this point, it may be inconvenient to pick up things again.

"Yeah." Zongque responded.

When his words trailed off, Lin Heng smiled and said, "Then I'll hang up first."

"Yeah." The other person responded again.

After hanging up the voice call, Lin Heng couldn't hide his smile: "It is indeed standard."

After putting the phone away, he sealed the fruit plate and put it in the refrigerator and said, "Mom, I'm leaving first."

"You don't mean to go out together, the driver hasn't arrived yet." Mother Lin poked her head out of the room, holding a makeup brush in her hand. It was obvious that her makeup was only half applied.

"My friend is looking for me. I'll take the subway." Lin Heng changed his shoes and opened the door.

Mother Lin didn't try to dissuade her, she just joked: "Are we really friends? You're not talking about your girlfriend at school, are you?"

"No, puppy love is prohibited in school." Lin Heng said helplessly.

"No puppy love? If students are really that obedient, I can't have a long-distance love affair with your father from high school to college for seven years." Mother Lin smiled and said, "Even if you really talk about it, my mother won't say anything about you."

"Really not." Lin Heng walked to the door and said, "Let's go, bye."

"Bye, be careful on the road." Mother Lin raised her voice.

"Okay." Lin Heng replied.

He didn't feel that his mother was really supporting him in quickly finding a girlfriend, he just felt that he was being shown affection.

You can take the bus directly from Ping'an Road to the school, but it is obviously much slower. However, Lin Heng took the subway directly to the school gate. When he arrived at his home, he didn't see anyone looking for him.

He was not in a hurry to send a message to urge him. Instead, he entered the house and put the shoes he had cleaned before into the bag, and then changed the sheets that he had not touched for two days.

The washing machine was running, and the slightly noisy sounds of people and cars came from the open window.

Lin Heng took a look and saw that there were not only private cars, but also buses. They were crowded and tightly blocked. This happened every time during weekend holidays or when school started.

So you haven't been here for so long because you were stuck in traffic?

The doorbell rang at this time. Lin Heng looked through the peephole, opened the door and looked at the boy standing at the door with a smile: "Is your injury healed?"

The peaked cap has been taken off, and there is no white gauze in sight.

"Well, it's scarred, and it can't be seen once the hair is covered." Zongque said.

"That's good. There are a lot of people outside now. Why don't you come in first?" Lin Heng opened the door and planned to let him in, but saw the milk box he was holding. "You also brought a gift? Actually, no need.

, I couldn’t help much either.”

What relatives like to do most during the Chinese New Year is to carry milk boxes back and forth.

"This is not it." Zongque looked down at the milk box and walked in, "Your shoes."

It's really crowded when we enter the school at this time.

Lin Heng took the bag, his face flushed with embarrassment: "Sorry, slippers, why did you bring a box of milk to school? Can't you buy it in the school supermarket?"

It's quite heavy to carry all the way.

"Grandma gave it to me." Zongque placed it on the floor in the entrance hall, put on his slippers and said, "Thank you."

Lin Heng was surprised when he heard this, and laughed and said: "It's understandable."

"This is a thank you gift." Zongque handed over the other food box in his hand. It was a white and transparent food box. You could see the red food in it and smell a spicy and fragrant smell.

Even through the bag, the tentacles were a little hot. Lin Heng took it carefully and said, "This is it?"

"Shrimp tail." Zongque said.

If the other party has helped him, he must always give back.

Lin Heng pursed his lips slightly, feeling something strange in his heart: "How do you know I like to eat this?"

So it was because of this that it wasted time?

"I heard you mentioned it to your classmates last time," Zongque said.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I just ate the fruit plate." Lin Heng closed the door and turned to the dining table.

It is really not appropriate to eat shrimp tails after eating fruit.

"Then leave it for dinner," Zongque said.

"It won't taste good when it's cold." Lin Heng took out his gloves, opened the box and said with a smile, "I've been eating the fruit plate for an hour. It shouldn't matter if I eat less. You can eat half of it too, just think of me as doing me a favor.

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Zongque looked at him silently for a while and walked over: "Okay."

A box of shrimp tails didn't have much weight, but it was enough to fill the entire space. By the time the two of them finished packing and went to school, night had fallen.

The two of them went downstairs, and the school gate was opposite. Lin Heng threw away the trash and asked casually: "Are we still going to separate?"

Zongque turned to look at him: "Well..."

Lin Heng thought for a moment and smiled: "Okay, then you go first."

It seems that his matters outside of school are still unresolved.

"I want to put things in the dormitory." Zongque's words came out almost at the same time as him, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Zongque asked.

Lin Heng said in surprise: "Has your matter outside school been resolved?"

"It's not a complete solution," Zongque said.

But it's okay to be an ordinary classmate. He can't push people thousands of miles away while trying to get help from them.

Before you have enough funds to hire someone to look after him, it is better to look after him yourself.

"Then let's go." Lin Heng thought for a moment and felt that the current situation should be considered relatively safe.

Zongque responded and walked beside him.

The young man has a tall and straight figure, and his clothes are almost all black. Only his shoes are white. He is so simple in clothes, but he looks extra handsome because of his height and long legs. People who never do anything inappropriate seem to be naturally attracted to such people.

Out of curiosity, Lin Heng looked at his calm eyes and said, "Then we are friends now, right?"

Zongque's eyes turned slightly, and Lin Heng heard the standard word from his mouth: "Yeah."
Chapter completed!