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After Zhan Le yelled, Cheng Zai laughed out loud immediately, with a very standard poof, very crisp.

"I really don't mean that," Cheng Zai looked at him with a smile, "I just think that there are still many paths you can choose now, and learning is the best one."

"I didn't study much at the beginning of high school," Zhan Le turned back, washed the pot and dried it, put a piece of butter in it, and waited for it to melt slowly, "Is it still too late?"

"I'll teach you," Cheng Zai stopped laughing and said solemnly, "There must be time."

"...Hey," Zhan Le sighed, "Okay, anyway, I can't teach you not to scold me."

"You're not stupid." Cheng Zai leaned against the door frame again.

Zhan Le didn't talk to him again, and only threw the dishes he wanted to make into the butter after it melted. He noticed that there was a gaze following him all the time, so he turned his head and shouted at Cheng Zai: "Can you just stand there and stare at me?" Shall I see it?"

"Hey, you won't let me help," Cheng Zai sighed, "I must have a sense of participation."

"Eating is your biggest participation." Zhan Le cupped his hands at him, "Please, go out and sit."

Cheng Zai smiled for a while before turning around and walking out.

Cheng Zai didn't have much free time, so the two of them made an appointment on weekends. When Cheng Zai was free, Zhan Le would go directly to his house with his schoolbag in his arms, and then take a taxi to come back by himself after tutoring.

Zhan Le knew that Cheng Zai was doing it for his own good, but he no longer remembered what it was like to study hard. He was a little afraid that he would not be able to learn, and he had never had much confidence in learning.

"Second Middle School is a key high school," Cheng Zai said while serving the cooked dishes, "Did you fall from the first year of high school?"

"Yeah," Zhan Le responded, and said casually, "When I met Lin Xiangxiao, I became depraved."

"Is he a god of learning?" Cheng Zai asked, "You know the god of learning and you can still fall?"

"Do you know how he learned?" Zhan Le opened the chair and sat down, propping his head with one hand and holding a pen in the other. "Just sit like this, and then start drawing stick figures on the textbook."

"Ah." Cheng Zai looked at him and frowned.

"Sometimes I just lie on the table and chat with me, basically don't attend class, and eat candy all day long, and even feed me candy, my teeth are about to be fed out...fuck, we were at the same table from the beginning of high school," Zhan Le scratched his head, "Anyway, in such a state, he is still the first in the grade. He is really awesome. His mother opened the door to the awesome guy, but Uncle Wang next door shot him to pieces."

"Huh?" Cheng Zai didn't understand the last sentence.

Zhan Le sighed deeply: "It's awesome."

Cheng Zai was stunned for two seconds, and then burst into laughter after he realized it.

"Really, this is a joke from when I was in elementary school," Zhan Le squeezed a piece of meat, "Dr. Cheng, were you isolated from the world when you were young, and you didn't listen to any jokes."

Cheng Zai ignored him and kept laughing.

The dishes Zhanle cooked today were completely different from the last time. One dish that looked like meatballs turned out to be tofu in his mouth, with corn kernels wrapped in it. The soup was also delicious, and the chicken soup was very fresh.

Cheng Zai suddenly understood Ji Changyun's idea of ​​asking Zhan Le to come home as a cook.

After eating, Cheng Zai cleaned up the plates and bowls and chopsticks to wash, Zhan Le just cleaned up the dining table casually, and then slumped on the sofa again.

"Bring your homework here," Cheng said to Zhanle after washing the dishes, "Let me see."

"Come now?" Zhan Le was a little speechless, "Don't you want to rest for a while?"

"Go." Cheng Zai sat on the other side of the sofa.

Zhan Le could only go to the bedroom and took out his schoolbag.

He tidied up his schoolbag. He put the homework of any subject together with the book. When he needed to find it, he could find it by touching it: "Mr. Cheng, which subject should we start with?"

"Let's start with math," Cheng Zai said with a straight face, "You first do the questions you know how to do, and leave the questions you don't know, do you understand?"

"Understood." Zhan Le stroked the OK, then picked up the first paper, did the first multiple-choice question, looked at the second multiple-choice question, looked at the third multiple-choice question, and looked at the fourth A multiple-choice question... OK.

Look at the next big question.

Look down to the next big question.

Turn the page to see the next big topic.

Solemnly write down a solution.

Then Zai Cheng looked at the next big question with slightly expectant eyes.

"You just said that your whole paper is not good enough." Cheng Zai sighed, "Don't do your homework, take out the book and I'll give you some basics."

"I said that I didn't study much in the first year of high school..." Zhan Le clicked his tongue, his face was a little uneasy, "Smashing scum, you still try to put me together, you fucking pour it into the scum Even with five bottles of glue, he can't get back to the original level, you know."

"Hey, last time I took you to listen to cross talk, did it inspire some talent in you?" Cheng Zai reached out and touched his head, laughing non-stop, "I want to laugh now when I hear you talk .”

"Did you hold back a few days ago? Did you feel uncomfortable? Have you been in a bad mood for a few days?" Zhan Le bounced on his arm, neither light nor heavy, and Cheng Zai rubbed his arm, " Make me happy."

"I really hope you can study hard," Cheng Zai suddenly put away the smile on his face, and said solemnly, "If you think about your future path, I won't force you to do so. But you didn't Think about it, Zhan Le, you haven't even thought about what to do after the college entrance examination, have you?"

Zhan Le clicked his tongue and said nothing.

"You listen to me, study hard first, take the college entrance examination, and use the results of the college entrance examination to silence everyone." Cheng Zai picked up a pen and touched the math book lightly, "then go wherever you want to go."

Zhan Le was silent for a while, turned over the first page of the math book, got up after thinking about it, went back to the bedroom, and took out a math book for the first year of high school after a while.

"Let's start from the beginning," Zhan Le rubbed his face, "From the beginning to the beginning."

Zhanle's little foundation is indeed only from scratch.

He could barely understand the first few pages of the mathematics book in the first semester of senior high school, but he couldn't understand it any further. If he got stuck at a single step, Cheng Zai had to stop and explain the formulas to him carefully, and then he could use it on the Internet. Find a few questions and let him do it.

Cheng Zai never thought that it would take so much effort to teach someone, and what he said could compare to him seeing two patients.

But Zhan Le is more cooperative and listens very carefully.

"I can basically have one day off a week." Cheng Zai poked Zhan Le's face lying on the table with a loveless face. me."

"Okay," Zhan Le yawned, "Thank you, Teacher Cheng."

"I read the books for the second year of high school," Cheng Zai took the math book on the side and flipped through it, "I haven't read it for a long time... hey."

A letter fell from the math book and slowly fell to the ground. Zhan Le was stunned, and reached out to pick up the letter and glanced at it.

The name was written on it, and it was a letter from Qi Xunjing.

It was too long ago. Zhan Le received the letter without opening it. She was a little afraid that she would know the other party’s heart but didn’t know how to reply. If she lost it, she felt disrespectful. Go to the math book.

"A love letter?" Cheng Zai raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, I don't know," Zhan Le pressed the letter under the book in his hand, "I haven't opened it and read it."

"Take it apart and have a look," Cheng Zai lowered his head and flipped through the book, "It's all for you anyway."

"What are you looking at when you take it apart?" Zhan Le frowned, "Why do you answer me when you see it? The girl who doesn't answer well is so embarrassing."

"I didn't say it," Cheng Zai looked at him speechlessly, "Everyone has given you the letter, so you must have read it by default. It would be embarrassing for others if you didn't respond."

"Fuck," Zhan Le suddenly realized, "You have a point."

"My brain is blocked by the awesome corpse." Cheng Zai sighed.

But Zhan Le still didn't open the letter in front of Cheng Zai. He planned to take a closer look at Cheng Zai after he left, and wait for the leave to go back... Uh, it seems that he doesn't need to reply deliberately.

After all, it's been so long.

Still a negative reply.

Zhan Le clicked his tongue again, and lightly thumped the book in front of him.

"You don't plan to have a relationship or something?" Cheng Zai flipped through a few pages of the book casually, "High school, what a good environment for dating."

"No one encourages puppy love," Zhan Le said, "Besides, I have no one to fall in love with."

"You don't count as puppy love." Cheng Zai looked up at him, "Isn't it already eighteen... You're a bit late for studying, you're already eighteen in your second year of high school."

"Well," Zhan Le nodded, "I used to have nightmares a lot, it was during that time... I wasn't in a good mood, so I dropped out of school."

"Ah." Cheng Zai obviously didn't expect such a relationship, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhan Le looked at Cheng Zai, "Is it because of this too? Emotional... psychological problems?"

Cheng paused for a few seconds, then nodded, "Well, I'm always mentally ill at this time of year."

"You look quite normal now." Zhan Le said seriously.

"You're pretty normal too," Cheng Zai smiled, "You cook delicious food, you're a normal second-year cook."

Afterwards, the two chatted a lot.

Cheng Zai felt that staying with Zhan Le was quite relaxing, which was different from the relaxation when staying with Ji Changyun.

Ji Changyun made him feel at ease and would not feel repelled, probably because he grew up with him since he was a child. He actually has a great tolerance for Ji Changyun psychologically.

Zhan Le is different, as soon as Zhan Le speaks, he wants to laugh.

Like a switch, Zhan Le stood in front of him and opened his mouth.

With a snap, the switch was turned on.