After being widowed and reborn, I picked up the redemption script!

Chapter 14 You are not tired either

Jin Yuyan's eyes flashed with surprise, he didn't expect Sang Li to ask such a question.

But he still said truthfully: "It's pretty good."

"Oh, that's good..." Sanli nodded.

The young man walked in front, his figure slender and tall, the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves and dotting his body sporadically.

His steps were steady and steady, and not even the noise around him could disrupt his steps.

It wasn't until he reached an old residential building that Jin Yuyan finally slowed down and walked up the stairs.

Sangli took a look at the environment of this residential building and pursed her lips slightly.

This can be said to be the poorest and most backward place in the entire city.

In the corridor entrance, newspapers and advertisements from the last century are posted everywhere. The walls are also mottled, and the paint has a vague tendency to fall off.

Comparing it to Pei Cheng, who is well-dressed and well-fed, Jin Yuyan and he are obviously half-brothers, but now they live in a place like this. She can know the reason even if she thinks with her toes - that scumbag father has no Take Jin Yuyan's son seriously.

Finally, Jin Yuyan stopped outside a door.

Sangli watched him take out a key from a pair of shoes hanging outside the window and opened the rusty iron door.

"Come in." Jin Yuyan turned around and greeted her.

This is a very small bungalow with only one room and one living room. There are a few tables, chairs and sofas in the living room, and old photos are hung on the walls. Everything looks dilapidated.

There aren't many things in the house, so it looks pretty neat.

"Sit on the bed." After Jin Yuyan said that, he turned around and poured water.

Sangli stood there without moving, looked around and asked, "Are you the only one living at home?"

"Absolutely." His tone was very calm when he spoke, and his emotions could not be heard.

Sangli was stunned and asked hesitantly: "Where is your mother?"

The movements in his hands stopped for half a second, and it took a few seconds before he answered, and his voice was slightly dull: "Hospitalized."

She was taken aback again.

Although Sangli had already guessed it, she still felt like a stone had been pressed into her heart after she really confirmed it.

If such a thing happened to others, she might only feel pitiful, but when it happened to Sanli herself, it made her particularly worried.

Sangli had never met Jin Yuyan's mother. She only saw a photo in his study once. She probably died at this time.

The woman looked very weak, with a gentle aura between her brows and eyes. Even when she was sitting, she could feel her slender waist and tight-fitting arms.

Moreover, the most important thing is that she and Jin Yuyan look very similar, especially the look between their eyebrows.

Thinking of this, Sangli felt a little sour in her heart.

Jin Yuyan lost his mother when he was young and struggled to get ahead, but he got bone cancer again.

...How hard is he running for life?

But God didn't seem to let him go.

It’s true that the hemp rope only picks and breaks at the thinnest part, and the misfortunes only seek out the miserable people.

Jin Yuyan handed the glass in his hand to Sangli, "Drink some water."

"Oh! Thank you." She took it and took a sip, then raised her head again and looked at him cautiously.

His face was calm and his eyes were indifferent.

Sangli looked back and slowly sat down on the bed. The bed board was very hard and only covered with a thin blanket, but the bedding was very clean and there was no peculiar smell.

Jin Yuyan didn't say anything when he saw this.

He took out the exercise book and pen from his bag, dragged a chair over and sat down, lowered his head and started writing.

In fact, Sangli admired Jin Yuyan for his ability to calm down and study no matter what the environment. "Are there any chairs?" Sanli asked, looking at the empty seat next to him.

Jin Yuyan paused for a few seconds, then stood up: "You can sit here with me."

With that said, he walked into the house and brought out another bench.

Sangli didn't hesitate to sit down on the chair, opened her school bag, and stacked the exercise books, vocabulary books, and exercise books on the table one by one.

Jin Yuyan looked at her like she was stacking tofu cubes and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Do you usually bring so many books back from school?"

"Yeah." Sangli looked at him with a puzzled face: "What's wrong?"

"You're not tired either." Jin Yuyan picked up a book, flipped through it, and frowned, "Do you always take notes like this?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Sangli didn't think there was anything wrong. She had memorized all the knowledge points taught by the teacher.

Jin Yuyan looked at her and said, "Notes are called notes because they allow people to firmly grasp their importance, not just to memorize them by rote. Not only does your notebook have a lot of content, but it also contains a lot of nonsense."

Sang Li examined it for a while, then looked down at his notes - indeed, as Jin Yuyan said, the content was rich and messy, and many knowledge points were found in books.

"Then how should I remember it?" Sangli raised her eyes and looked at him seriously, waiting for instructions.

"Listen to the lecture first, then sort it out after class. You don't have to memorize everything, just remember the key points; and don't copy the book! If you can't take notes in your head, then it will be in vain if you memorize them."

After saying that, Jin Yuyan took out two notebooks from the drawer and handed them to her: "These are the notes I took before. You can read them."

Sangli took the note, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Thank you!"

Opening the book, the handwriting on it is elegant, sharp and sharp, and every word reveals tenacity and courage.

The notes above are indeed much clearer, and many of them are formulas and techniques that he summed up himself.

This is obviously a note that I took after thinking about it!
Sangli flipped through a few pages and discovered that Jin Yuyan had taken notes on all the knowledge points he needed to learn in the second year of high school.

In other words, he has learned all the content in high school!

Looking at the book in her hand, she sighed secretly: No wonder he is number one in the school.

"Can I take these two notebooks back and look at them?" Sanli raised her head and asked.

"what ever."

Sangli pursed her lips and smiled, put the notebook into her schoolbag, and then began to devote herself to studying.

Halfway through the question, Sang Li glanced at Jin Yuyan.

The sight almost shocked her jaw.

For a question that might take others more than ten minutes to solve, he only thought about it for tens of seconds and came up with the answer, and he didn’t even need scratch paper!

Sangli couldn't help but sigh: "What a genius."

Under such stimulation, Sangli also accelerated her speed in solving questions.

Both of them were extremely quiet, as if they didn't exist. Even their breathing could be heard.

Time passed quietly, and when Jin Yuyan finally put down the exercise book in his hand, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The girl next to her was still concentrating on the exercises in her hands, with no intention of stopping.

But he still reminded aloud: "Pei Cheng and the others should have left."

Only then did Sangli look back at him: "Oh, I should go back then."

She put down the pen in her hand and began to pack the books on the table.

"Just bring the key books with you when you go back later." Jin Yuyan said calmly.

Sangli smiled at him: "I know, thank you today."

"Well, let's go, I'll take you out." He stood up and walked to the door.

(End of this chapter)