The benefactor is always forcing me to study

The next day it snowed lightly, and the north wind blew loudly. Cen Zhi was wearing a down jacket. The boy's figure was stretching. He looked thin and thin, as if he could be blown away by the wind. He wore a light gray scarf that he had just woven a few days ago, and put a fluffy hat on him to cover his ears, making him a young master from a rich family.

Cen Zhi was going crazy from the heat in the house, and as soon as he went out with Wei He, he was deeply impressed by Aunt Pu's foresight, trembling and waiting for Wei He to drive over and went to Yingrong.

Wen Qiang was waiting for them in the office, and Yu Ming greeted them at the elevator entrance on the top floor as usual, led Cen Zhi to the office door, and recorded Cen Zhi's fingerprints inside.

Wei He was dumbfounded. Secretary Yu could only enter such a private and important place as the office with Wen Qiang's permission, but now it is open to Cen Zhi!

Wei He thought to himself, can this be nurturing?This is clearly true love!

Cen Zhi has no special feelings about this. He is arrogant and high-spirited, intending to compete with Wen Qiang's paper, and rushing to "The Wonderful Cafe". Fingerprints are all external things, not worth mentioning.

Wei He and Yu Ming stayed outside. When Cen Zhi went in, he found that the office was a little different from before. The curtains were drawn in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to keep out the wind and snow. On the left side of Wen Qiang's solid wood desk, near the green plants , an extra desk.

Wen Qiang looked up and saw that Cen Zhi was wrapped up like a polar bear, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. The office was warmer, so Cen Zhi took off his scarf, hat and down jacket spontaneously, and hung them on a hanger beside him, revealing that he was trimmed by a brown sweater body line.

Wen Qiang beckoned to him: "Come here." He pointed to the desk, "Sit here."

Cen Zhi was slightly surprised: What do you mean?Proctor yourself!

Then the printer on Wen Qiang's desk spit out several sheets of paper in a row, and Cen Zhi went to the desk. The desk was similar to a school desk. It was equipped with a stool. A gel pen, a pencil, an eraser, and a ruler can be described as a complete collection of test equipment.

Wen Qiang gave Cen Zhi a watch so that he could keep track of the time, then gave Cen Zhi the paper and draft paper, and started timing on the hour.

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi's mood was quite complicated, and the villain in his heart yelled, "Are you a dignified president, are you so idle? Invigilate the exam!", but his face was expressionless as he read the papers. Wen Qiang looked at him silently, and found that this kid was serious , no more attention.

In fact, Cen Zhi was very nervous at the beginning. Wei He was not nervous when he was proctoring the exam, but Wen Qiang felt inexplicably flustered. If we want to compare it, it is probably the result of the usual self-test and sitting in the exam room. difference.

Chinese in junior high school is not difficult, because it is a test paper that has just been printed, and there is still a smell of ink on the paper. When Cen Zhi wrote his name, his hands kept shaking, as if he had Parkinson’s. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and counted down for three seconds, and finally calmed down.

After ignoring that the invigilator was Wen Qiang, Cen Zhi was very focused on writing the paper without any other distractions. The young man wrote and drew on the paper with his hand holding the pen. laughing dimples, or scratching hair with a pen, giving off a distressed breath.

After finishing his work, Wen Qiang looked at Cen Zhi. His eyes were soft and non-aggressive. They fell on the young man together with the bright lights, and Cen Zhi was completely unaware. Cen Zhi's evaluation——

"This child has a spirituality. When you see him, you feel that he is living in a play, and his whole body is full of play!"

Whether it's on-screen or off-screen, people can't tell for a while.

The countdown phone rang, and Cen Zhi put down the pen quickly and looked at Wen Qiang with bright eyes.

Wen Qiang took the paper: "Half an hour rest."

Cen Zhi lay down on the table like a salted fish.

Wen Qiang: "There is food in the drawer, if you want to drink water, go to the water dispenser to pick it up."

There are a few packets of snacks in the drawer of the desk, biscuits, jelly, chocolate, sugar, not many, enough to keep the mouth from feeling lonely.

Wen Qiang took a photo of the paper and sent it to Shu Ling, who asked Shu Ling to help correct it. Half an hour later, Cen Zhi took the next subject, and the Chinese score was already out.

At noon, Yu Ming packed a boxed lunch for them from the staff canteen. Cen Zhi took a nap in the office lounge after eating, and then continued the exam.

By the time the last English test was over, it was already night.

The snow had stopped outside the window, and the whole city was brightly lit, filled with snow and fog, giving it a dreamlike beauty.

Cen Zhi wanted to go back. After the exam in one day, he had no extra energy. He felt that his brain was overloaded and hot, so he could only go back to bed and turn off his computer to sleep.

Wen Qiang called him to stop: "Wait a while, I'll take you back."

Cen Zhi: "No need, Brother Wei will just send me off."

Wen Qiang didn't raise his head, but stared at the computer intently: "I've told him to leave first."

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi sat down again and looked at Wen Qiang sideways. Wen Qiang's looks are not inferior to male stars, and he can rely on his face to make a living without being the president. The first impression he gives is very gentle, but he feels that it is actually alienation However, after getting along, I found that his gentleness is really gentle, but the domineering hidden in it is also really domineering.

Not long after, the printer on the desk started to spit out paper again, this time there was only one sheet, Wen Qiang turned off the computer and asked Cen Zhi to come over.

Cen Zhi leaned over to take a look, and saw his own score on the A4 paper, Cen Zhi froze suddenly, unconsciously relaxed his breathing, and read each word——

Chinese: 121, Mathematics: 101, English: 99, Comprehensive Literature: 88, Comprehensive Science: 69.

Cen Zhi shouted happily: "I passed!"

五科分别超过及格线31、11、9、28、9分，一共就是88分，按照细则的兑换就是八万八千，能付房租了！

I can get the resources of "Qi Miao Cafe"!

Cen Zhi looked at Wen Qiang excitedly, and found that Wen Qiang frowned slightly, and his enthusiasm was extinguished immediately. Cen Zhi was a little embarrassed, worried that Wen Qiang would add some regulations to embarrass him, so he waited silently for a while, but Wen Qiang Without saying anything, the sadness on his face quickly dissipated, and he took out a contract from his desk.

The man looked at him with a smile: "The contract of "The Wonderful Cafe", sign it."

Cen Zhi was suddenly nervous and dared not write with a pen. He thought to himself that with Wen Qiang's status, it would be impossible to trap him in the contract, but Wen Qiang changed his face so quickly that he couldn't help worrying about himself.

Wen Qiang was still puzzled: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the contract?"

Cen Zhi shook his head, pointed at the report card for a while and asked: "You, did you want to say something just now?"

Wen Qiang: "Well, I'm thinking that you are a bit serious about partial subjects, and you need to make up for it."

Cen Zhi: "..."