After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

Happy holidays are always short-lived. Even if he wants to talk about being in love, Lin Wan still has to report to school.

As a new high school senior.

The school is generally relatively tolerant, and some public high schools next door have been in class for a week before they start school.

Lin Sui volunteered to send Lin Wan to school, and the smiles along the way were extra kind.

Lin Wan looked a little hairy for him, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

Lin Sui smiled and said, "Isn't it worth having one less trouble?"

Lin Wan: "..." This is really my brother.

She decided to poke Lin Sui's sore spot, so that he wouldn't know the sky and the earth: "Brother, is the injury on your arm healed?"

Lin Sui was quiet for a while, and then knocked Lin Wan's head angrily: "Don't ask nonsense, kid!"

Lin Wan covered her head and felt the pain, feeling a little resentful in her heart.

During the summer vacation, I treated myself as an adult, and when school started, I treated myself as a child again.

Why do people have to go to school woo woo woo.

So reluctantly, I arrived at the school. The senior students started school earlier than other grades. The school put up a banner at the gate of the school very considerately, with the words in gold on a red background: "Welcome to Minghai Middle School's senior high school students to return to school collectively."

It's very ritualistic, but it's just a little out of tune with the school garden-like environment.

However, it can be seen that the school is trying its best to create an atmosphere so that returning students can return to a tense learning state as soon as possible.

Lin Wan raised his head and glanced at the slogan, and while he sneered, he was a little nervous for some reason, as if a string that had been loosened in his heart for a long time was slowly tightened.

The consequence of being nervous was that she insisted on going in by herself, did not let Lin Sui send, and calmly watched Lin Sui leave.

Even though she knew that she would return to a familiar home in the evening, she still clearly realized that she was alone at the moment when Mr. Lin got into the car.

Fighting alone, no one can help her.

Some excitement and some fear, but I had to bite the bullet and move forward.

Lin Wan took a deep breath and walked along the tree-lined avenue toward the teaching building with her schoolbag on her back. As she walked along, various slogans and slogans emerged one after another. She even thoughtfully arranged for the juniors to help them carry things, which reflected the high school students in every aspect. humanistic care.

Lin Wan recalled the scene of the start of school last year. Seeing the atmosphere of the campus, she felt no change in her heart, and even felt a little funny, and complained to Gu Qiuqiu for a long time.

Now, it was finally his turn.

She politely declined a junior's offer to help her carry things, and she easily found the classroom where she was away for the summer vacation with two bags of books.

The school had already arranged for someone to clean the classroom so that the windows were clean, and by the way, a huge slogan was pasted on the front and back of the blackboard, and a countdown board for the college entrance examination was pasted on the door of the classroom.

The above is still the balance of more than two hundred days, which is very rich.

Lin Wan found his seat and sat down, sorted all the books, took a deep breath, and looked a little dazed.

On the one hand, I haven’t woken up so early for a long time because I’m sleepy; on the other hand, I don’t think it’s real, and my identity has changed too quickly. Being a student means carrying a lot of things—and in the eyes of others, you see it. Getting up is terribly easy.

Once I realize the identity I have suffered, I feel a little tired.

Lin Wan took out a math paper from his bag and put it on the table as usual, put a few more scratch papers on it, and began to ponder the first question.

Using time like this seems to be very diligent.

Looking around the classroom, more than half of the people had already come. Many people sat down and started chatting excitedly. A few people immersed themselves in doing questions or memorizing words, but most people put something on the table symbolically.

At least create an atmosphere.

Lin Wan took a deep breath, slowly wrote down the answer to the first multiple-choice question, and couldn't wait to compare it, okay, wrong.

She patted her head in annoyance. She didn't use her brain much during the summer vacation, and it really became more and more dull.

"Do you want to eat?" At this moment, Lin Wan handed over a bag of bear biscuits that had been opened.

Lin Wan was stunned for a while, realizing that this was handed over by his new roommate, he took a piece and put it in his mouth, sweetly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zheng Zeyuan smiled shyly, and pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of Baijing's nose, "Please advise me in the future."

"Okay." Lin Wan smiled at him symbolically, as if he knew him.

The original tablemate was a girl who planned to leave the country early, so she was replaced by someone.

A boy, white and tender, also likes to eat bear biscuits, which is interesting.

Lin Wan glanced at it and found that Zheng Zeyuan had already started to do math problems seriously, not to mention, he did it much faster than her, and it seemed that the accuracy rate was good.

Although the liberal arts in this class are the most important, mathematics cannot be ignored. Lin Wan has always envied good mathematics.

She took a deep breath and began to do her own problem again.

Ten minutes later, the young and beautiful class teacher Xiao Dong arrived late on high heels and said a few words to them symbolically, but it was just a cliché, and the atmosphere in the class was still very turbulent.

I don't blame her. After all, the students in this class are either rich or expensive, and they don't pay much attention to the rate of admission. What is more important is the development of quality, which is the so-called fun. The school arranged for the inexperienced teacher Xiao Dong to bring the senior year of their class, just to save some effort.

Lin Wan turned the pen and listened one after another, a little drowsy.

After getting used to the classroom environment, the nervousness was almost swept away, and she even wanted to chat and play with her mobile phone like other classmates.

It's not the only way.

When Lin Wan thought so, she suddenly noticed that her deskmate frowned and looked very unhappy.

Lin Wan couldn't help but ask him in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Zeyuan was stunned for a while. He didn't seem to expect that Lin Wan would take the initiative to talk to her. He hesitated before whispering, "I feel... it seems that everyone is not very nervous."

Lin Wan said casually: "Of course, it's not just the college entrance examination. Many people have applied for foreign schools, and they are just here to mess around."

Lin Wan doesn't like going to school, but some people just like the atmosphere of school, even if they have nothing to do, they like to come to school and chat with good brothers and sisters.

He became an active figure in the class and an atmosphere destroyer.

Hearing this, Zheng Zeyuan frowned even more tightly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Lin Wan was a little puzzled, the girl looked at him with innocent and clear eyes.

Zheng Zeyuan hesitated for a while, but still revealed the truth, and said with a wry smile: "For me, it's probably the only way out."

Lin Wan suddenly realized, noticing the ordinary brand of clothes he was wearing and the tension that was out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere.

It is indeed different from their group of rich children.

Of course, those who can come to Minghai Middle School are definitely not poor, and the worst is the middle class, but although they have no worries about food and clothing, they need to always worry about the education of the next generation, for fear that they will be half a step later than others.

Lin Wan didn't know how Zheng Zeyuan came to this class full of children from rich families, but she still patted his arm comfortingly and said softly, "It's all the same, I have to study hard."

Zheng Zeyuan nodded, but obviously didn't believe what the little princess said, bowed his head and continued to start the topic silently.

It is not known which university he is targeting.

Fortunately, although the learning atmosphere of the class is not very strong, the teachers are still very good. After a few classes, Lin Wan was drowsy, but he saw Zheng Zeyuan's eyes light up and sighed with joy: "Sure enough, I came here. That's right, the teachers are really good."

Lin Wan was used to listening, and didn't feel any better, but she did explain it quite clearly. She simply asked Zheng Zeyuan a question she didn't understand.

The new deskmate explained it to her patiently, and Lin Wan suddenly realized, and wrote down a note seriously: "Thank you, this is for you."

She took out her bag and found a small snack for him: "My favorite strawberry soft cake, it's delicious."

Zheng Zeyuan took it a little embarrassedly and scratched his head: "Don't be so polite."

Lin Wan smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a snack."

Zheng Zeyuan opened the package silently and ate it, a little moved by the sincerity of the girl, and at the same time remembered that such a small bag of biscuits would cost dozens of yuan.

It's just a little snack that people don't feel bad about.

Coming here, Zheng Zeyuan realized some gaps more and more. While a little sad, he seemed to have a little more motivation.

Although he may never reach such a height in his life, he still wants to work hard.

With the sweet aroma of strawberry soft cake remaining in his mouth, he lowered his head and continued to write.

Lin Wan has been trying to restrain himself, so that he doesn't turn on the phone after five minutes, and he endured it until noon before turning on the phone at the speed of light.

Glancing at it, very good, Wen Yimu didn't send a single message.

Lin Wan's mouth was flat, and he sent a message aggrievedly: "Sister."

WYM: "Have you eaten yet?"

Lin Wan looked at the almost empty classroom: "Not yet."

The deskmate next door is still writing.

WYM: "Then go eat. Study hard."

I didn't mean to chat more.

Lin Wan put down the phone in frustration, knowing that Wen Yimu didn't want to disturb his study, but still felt aggrieved.

Just go to school, can't fall in love! woo woo woo woo.

She sighed, looked at Zheng Zeyuan next to her, and asked casually, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Zheng Zeyuan kept writing and answered her: "There are too many people, it's just right to eat later, and I can write a few questions."

Lin Wan: "...But it won't be delicious after a while."

Damn, why is my deskmate so diligent! outrageous.

Zheng Zeyuan still didn't change his face: "It doesn't matter, everything in the cafeteria here is pretty good."

Lin Wan looked at the test papers that others had written, and silently estimated that he was racing against time so that he could write one more test paper a day than himself, improve one point a day, and it would take more than 200 days...

This number is incredible.

Lin Wan took a deep breath, thinking that if I worked hard at the same table, I would work **** my own, and asked him kindly, "Would you like to bring a meal for you? I'll go out to eat rice noodles."

Zheng Zeyuan was stunned for a while, then raised his head and glanced at Lin Wanming's bright face and purple hair. He wanted to refuse but didn't dare. His voice was timid: "Ah, so good?"

"It's easy." Lin Wan didn't take it to heart at all. It was normal for people at the same table to help each other.

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