I Like You

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When he got home, Lin Wei took a shower and saw that the lights in Song Jin's room were turned off. Then he took two papers and slipped out of the house.

The paper that Jiang Zhangyun had copied by Jiang Su was still half a page short. Lin Wei sat opposite him, turning his pen to do Mathematical Olympiad questions.

When Lin Wei made half of the paper, Jiang Su finally finished copying Jiang Zhangyun's homework.

Lin Wei handed another paper she had brought to Jiang Su: "I will pick it up and do it."

The same is a math paper, but the content is for the first year of high school, and the questions are relatively simple, and they are all basic questions.

Jiangsu hasn't touched anything related to learning for a year, so he must have forgotten some, and more importantly, the handicraft.

Questions are also sensitive to things. In the atmosphere of learning every day, your thoughts will turn faster.

Lin Wei gave him these questions before, and he didn't bother to do them.

It's too simple and it's a waste of time.

But now, for each topic, he has to think about it for a while, trying to dig out the knowledge points that he has thrown out of the sky.

Lin Wei's paper was much more difficult than Jiangsu's paper. If it were put in the examination room, most of the people in the first class might not be able to finish it within the prescribed time.

But when Lin Wei finished solving this paper, Jiang Su's paper was only half done.

Lin Wei didn't interrupt him, but lay on the opposite side to play on the phone.

She clicked into QQ and saw Jiang Su's photo in the small group.

It was a photo of him playing basketball on the playground before the evening study.

I don’t know if it was taken by people in the group, or by others, and then forwarded by people in the group.

There are quite a few pictures, some are very good, some are a little fuzzy, but no matter what, the teenagers in the photos are brilliant.

Lin Wei didn't look at what was specifically talked about in the group, only flipped through the photos.

At the end, she remembered that Jiang Su asked herself more than once about taking pictures at night.

The school bully is in the class, and apart from talking to her a lot, he is really not familiar with other people.

Maybe he wanted to save his handsome photo of playing basketball, but he was embarrassed to ask someone to ask for it, so he kept asking her if she wanted to take it?

Lin Wei thought that the school tyrant was helping and carrying the pot for herself, and she was innocent by being put on the ground by herself for some reason, so she picked up the photos in the small group and saved them in the phone. .

After Lin Wei finished the photos, Jiang Su almost finished the math papers.

Putting down the phone, Lin Wei pulled the paper to her and scanned it.

There are a lot of mistakes, but I can still feel that Jiangsu's foundation is really quite hard, but some knowledge is rusty.

Lin Wei took out the math book for Grade One and Grade Two, holding a pen and circled a few key points on it: "Tomorrow you take time to show these, and continue to do papers at night."

It was quite late, and there was still class tomorrow. Lin Wei yawned and went home after packing her things.

After brushing her teeth and lying on the bed, Lin Wei remembered that she had not sent a photo to Jiangsu.

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While doing the question, the phone was silenced by Jiang Su, and has not been tuned back. After Lin Wei left, he picked up the phone, dialed the mute button next to it, and entered his fingerprint to enter the phone homepage.

There were a lot of unread messages on WeChat, he clicked in and saw Mr. Jiang at a glance.

Mr. Jiang's name is Jiang Yongzhi, and scientifically speaking, he is his father whose DNA is as high as 99%.

Mr. Jiang Yongzhi, who was not in the country recently, finally noticed his problem and bombarded him with a lot of news overnight.

Mr. Jiang: You haven't been home recently. Where did you go fooling around?

Mr. Jiang: If I'm not in the country, you'll shake the sky, right?

Mr. Jiang: When did you blacklist my phone?

Mr. Jiang: Call me back when you see my message.

While Jiang Su was scanning the news, his mobile phone shook his palm, and a new message entered on the screen.

Mr. Jiang: Don't force me to stop your bank card.

Jiang Su blankly clicked on Xia Jiang Yongzhi's portrait, and unceremoniously dragged his WeChat into the blacklist just like the phone.

Jiang Su was suddenly annoyed.

Putting down the phone, he forced himself to ignore the news that Jiang Yongzhi had just sent, and went to take a bath.

In a bad mood, Jiang Su stayed in the bathroom for a long time. He leaned against the wall and let the water pour down from his head. The temperature of the water was a bit high. After a long time, the bathroom was a little lack of oxygen until he felt boring. Then I turned off the faucet and walked out of the bathroom.

He dried his hair indiscriminately, lying on the bed, his cell phone rang.

Turning his head and glanced, it was Xu Shu who called.

Without even thinking about it, Xu Shu would call him this call so late, it must have been entrusted by Jiang Yongshi.

The phone rang for about half a minute, and finally quieted down, and then WeChat dinged.

Jiang Su picked it up and took a look.

Xu Shu: Brother Su, your dad is looking for you.

dad……

The word was sharp and dazzling, which made Jiang Su look disgusted.

On the lock screen, he swiped Xu Shu's WeChat account, and then found that the next door had sent him several messages while he was taking a shower.

Click into WeChat.

I want to go to Tsinghua University: You kept asking me if I took pictures of you, if I wanted a handsome picture of myself.

I'm going to Tsinghua University: You don't need to ask, because I have already helped you get a handsome photo.

I wanted to go to Tsinghua University and sent him several photos of him playing basketball, and she added a sentence to each photo.

... Invincible overnight!

...The most handsome look at playing football!

...... Overnight Chong Duck!

......Susu is the most dragging cub on this basketball court.

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