Host, You're Targeted

When Xia Cifeng handed in the letter of intent to transfer liberal arts, he felt that his brain was not very clear. What he had been thinking in the past few days was not Sheng Yinzhou or the college entrance examination, but what Xia Nanbo said while chewing chicken nuggets and rice.

Your life is your own. It's up to you to choose where to go, to walk or to run. Everyone is one step at a time, from small to big, as long as you follow the right road, no matter how you will see a life you want, even if there is a slight deviation from the ideal world, it is OK to make a little change appropriately.

But the premise is that you will work for the choices you make.

It's too profound.

Xia Cifeng thought like this while drawing circles on the draft paper. When he realized that he was in a daze and finally regained his mind, he found that the blackboard did not know when to write a countdown.

There are 50 days to go before the final exam of senior one.

"Brother Feng, how to draw auxiliary lines for this problem?"

Xu Po in the front row lowered his voice and put an exercise book in front of Xia Cifeng. Xia Cifeng turned the pen in his hand and moved the exercise book to look at the topic.

Only 50 days of study in the school's two-point front-line life soon passed. The final exam was divided into examination room, and Xia Cifeng sat in front of Sheng Yinzhou.

Sheng Yinzhou lived in the school dormitory, so he went late. The clock in the examination room pointed out that it was only 15 minutes before the examination began that he came late with a bag of test equipment.

"Hi, friend."

Xia Cifeng, sitting at the front door, is lying on Sheng Yinzhou's seat, looking at the 2 next to the seat number. Seeing Sheng Yinzhou coming in, he doesn't move, still lying on his desk with his back against the wall.

"Good morning."

Sheng Yinzhou opened the stool and sat down. He pulled off the long cotton padded jacket in his school uniform and pulled out the pen and eraser inside.

"I'm late today! Is it hiding in the dormitory to read? "

Sheng Yinzhou pulled the corners of his mouth and rubbed the head of Xia Cifeng very naturally in the curious eyes of all the students in the examination room.

"Don't tease me. I just overslept in the morning. Reading before the exam is useless. Don't you know that?"

Xia Cifeng stretched out an arm and pulled the zipper of his cotton padded jacket to the top, tilted his head and laughed at him.

"The second student of the whole school, do you have any interest to surpass me in the examination this time? I think someone can sit in front of me to keep out the wind. It's really cold here

Xia Cifeng said and began to pretend to be poor. Sheng Yinzhou covered his mouth with a smile, "OK, don't sell miserably. If I'm the first in the exam, I'll invite you to dinner in winter vacation."

"Then I'll have hot pot, the abnormal spicy one."

Sheng Yinzhou agreed with a smile, and two people sat at the door and chatted about the hot pot topic in a low voice.

The students in the whole examination room regarded the people around them as enemies and wished to sit in the first group. However, they did not expect that class one Xia Cifeng and Class Nine Sheng Yinzhou, who should have been fighting fiercely, chatted happily.

Is this what happens to students with big competition?

Some students in class 3, who didn't know what the situation was, slipped to the door and pretended to throw garbage. After listening to what Xia Zifeng and Sheng Yinzhou were talking about for a while, they heard the words: "can't Yuanyang pot? The spicy half will give you abnormal spicy

A question mark appeared on the forehead of class three.