After retaking the college entrance examination, I immediately changed my choice

What a good thing!

Su Ziyu sighed in his heart, then took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, opened it and poured it into the cup, and then poured the memory potion into it.

Su Ziyu took a closer look and didn't see anything unusual, so he took the cup to the dining table outside.

When Su Zihao came out of the shower, he saw the milk on the table and drank it in one gulp without thinking.

Then he saw his sister coming out with a big bowl of noodles.

Taking advantage of his height, he saw the red, oily soup in the bowl at a glance and couldn't help swallowing.

"Sister, I don't think I'm very hungry. Why don't I go back to my room and do some homework?"

"What did you say?" Su Ziyu put down the bowl and asked with a smile.

Su Zihao said seriously, "I said I overused my brain today and I'm hungry."

As he spoke, Su Zihao dragged the bowl in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Su Ziyu sat down opposite Su Zihao, looking at him expectantly with his face propped up.

Su Zihao has been unable to eat spicy food since he was a child.

But now that Su Ziyu was staring at him eagerly, he could only bite the bullet and pick up his chopsticks to eat.

Su Zihao couldn't help but struggle as he picked up a handful of noodles with his chopsticks. "Sister, how about we eat together? You've been waiting for me this late, you must be hungry, right?"

"I'm not hungry. This is the amount for one person. Don't tell me you can't finish it."

Su Ziyu made beef noodles with a special chili sauce, which was a disaster for someone like Su Zihao who couldn't eat spicy food.

However, since he was his younger brother after all, Su Ziyu didn't really beat him to death. He didn't use much chili sauce, but just made it look particularly greasy.

Su Zihao hesitated for a long time before he picked up a piece of beef and put it into his mouth with a fearless attitude.

As he chewed, a strong spicy taste exploded in his mouth, and Su Zihao's face turned red instantly.

Su Ziyu placed the water cup next to Su Zihao at the right time, and he picked up the cup and took a big sip.

The spiciness was gradually suppressed, but the taste of beef that remained in his mouth gradually occupied Su Zihao's taste buds.

Su Zihao couldn't help but savor the taste, and looked at the noodles in the bowl with an expression of pain and joy.

The noodles were more delicious than he expected, but they were also really spicy.

By the time Su Zihao finished the bowl of noodles, his lips had turned bright red.

Su Ziyu smiled with satisfaction, threw down a few words and went back to his bedroom.

"Go wash the dishes yourself. I'm going back to bed."

"Oh!" Su Zihao responded with frustration and drank another half glass of water.

The burning sensation in his lips and mouth could not dissipate, making Su Zihao a little unbearable.

……

The next morning, when Su Zihao got up, he found that his voice was hoarse.

After drinking a glass of warm water and feeling his throat better, Su Zihao began to recall the bowl of noodles he had eaten last night.

I didn’t expect that his sister, who had never been in the kitchen, could cook such delicious food.

It seems that he needs to practice his ability to eat spicy food more in the future, otherwise he will miss out on a lot of delicious food!

Su Zihao hung around outside Su Ziyu's bedroom door for a while, and found that the bedroom was still silent, so he left in disappointment.

Today is Saturday. As a senior in high school, Su Zihao still has to go to school to attend classes, so after breakfast, he hurriedly rode his bike out.

As soon as Su Zihao sat down in his seat, his deskmate Yang Li stuffed a boiled egg into his hand.

Su Zihao frowned, "You deserve to be short-sighted for being so picky about food."

Having said that, Su Zihao didn't stop his hands. He quickly peeled the egg and ate it in just a few bites.

Yang Li curled his lips and said, "It's not that I don't like eggs, I just don't like boiled eggs."

Then he asked curiously, "Do you have a cold? Why is your throat so hoarse?"

Su Zihao took out a bottle of pure milk from his schoolbag and placed it directly on Yang Li's desk.

Yang Li didn't bother to be polite with him. He inserted the straw and started drinking.

Su Zihao took out an English book from his schoolbag and said casually, "My sister cooked beef noodles for me last night. It was a bit spicy."

Yang Li's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested.

"Our sister can cook too? Isn't it delicious?"

"Of course!" Su Zihao raised his eyebrows and showed a smug expression.

After seeing Yang Li's envious eyes as he wished, Su Zihao began to read happily.

At this glance, Su Zihao keenly discovered the difference.

His memory today seems to be frighteningly strong!

Beneath Su Zihao's stern face, his pounding heart revealed his excitement at the moment.

In order to verify his idea, Su Zihao took out a history book from the drawer, opened it casually and started reading.

Su Zihao is good at science, so he really dislikes subjects like history and politics that require long memorization. Even his Chinese scores can only barely reach the passing level.

But now, after he quickly scanned a page of the history book, he could clearly remember all the words he had just scanned when he closed the book.

This photographic memory...

It's just awesome!!!

If it wasn't morning reading time and the head teacher was sitting on the podium, he would have jumped three feet high with excitement.

Yang Li inadvertently noticed the expression on Su Zihao's face, and always felt that Su Zihao's expression at this moment had a sense of repressed distortion.

"what happened?"

Yang Li nudged Su Zihao with his elbow and asked with concern in his eyes.

Su Zihao rubbed his face, trying his best to maintain his usual stern expression.

"It's okay, hurry up and study, the teacher is here."

Although Yang Li was a little skeptical, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the head teacher was walking towards him, so he could only suppress his doubts and pretend to read the English words.

Su Zihao discovered his new ability and felt like he was energized the whole morning. Not only did he follow the teacher's lecture carefully during class, but he also read the Chinese textbook after class.

After finishing Chinese, I started to study English, with the main goal of not wasting a single minute.

Yang Li was completely stunned. Isn’t it Brother Hao who dislikes liberal arts the most?

Why are you holding on to your Chinese and English books today?

Could it be that the sun rises from the west?

Thinking of this, Yang Li couldn't help but look up at the sky.

amount……

The sun is a bit dazzling.

Lunch time finally arrived, and Yang Li couldn't wait to call Su Zihao to go to the cafeteria to eat together, but Su Zihao directly refused.

"I'll be home soon, go eat by yourself!"

Yang Li felt a little regretful, but he still rushed out of the classroom and ran towards the cafeteria.

Su Zihao didn't really want to go home for dinner, and he didn't tell his family in advance that he was going back to eat. His sister definitely wouldn't cook his meal.

When all the students in the classroom had left one after another and he was the only one left, Su Zihao lowered his voice and spoke softly,

"system?"

After waiting for a while, Su Zihao couldn't help scratching his head when he didn't find anything unusual.

“No system?”

"That shouldn't be the case! Isn't that how it is in novels?"