follow my heart

Of course Meng Buqing didn't know that there was another sentence.She pretended not to care, sneaked under the table and searched on her mobile phone—it really was the content of the original text.

The meaning of the whole paragraph is actually that there is no static situation.

It doesn't mean that lazy people can lie down and win.

"..."

Meng Buqing was silent, finishing the rest of the breakfast on the plate in twos and threes.

She stood up and found that the bag was a little strange.

This dark blue canvas bag was just turned out of the cabinet, and it only contained a wallet and keys.When I recited it, I felt that something was not right.

I lowered my head and flipped through the interlayer, and saw a thin handbook of essential English vocabulary stuffed inside.

No wonder the package is so well supported.

She took it out without a word, and threw it on the table.

Seeing this, Ji Wan asked, "How is your English score now?"

Meng Buqing replied casually: "Passed the fourth grade."

Ji Wan: "I'm asking about your TOEFL and IELTS scores."

"What is this?" Meng Buqing said casually, "I haven't passed the test."

Ji Wan looked at her amusedly, "Then do you plan to wait for the review to be more confident before taking the exam, or are you going to go abroad to study in a school that doesn't even require language scores?"

Meng Buqing: "What country are you going to?" The truth came out of his mouth.

After she finished speaking, she secretly regretted it.

Ji Wan nodded, and asked again: "Is there a morning class today?"

"Yes, but I'm not going," Meng Buqing looked at her and put his satchel back on his back. "I'm going to go out and play all day."

"Give me your contact information."

"What?"

"There are a few couriers, when you go home, bring them back for me by the way."

"It's not going well," Meng Buqing was deeply speechless, and said word by word, "it's not going well."

Ji Wan smiled indifferently: "Okay, then I'll tell your uncle later that you don't plan to go abroad. You can put this house up for sale today, and when the money arrives, each person gets half of it. Where do you like to go?" You can play."

"..."

Meng Buqing silently took out her mobile phone, "I'll scan you."

Ji Wan hooked her lips in satisfaction.

Whether to add friends, agree.has become a friend.

Meng Buqing's profile picture is a blue sky dotted with white clouds that he took at school.Ji Wan's profile picture is a round of rising sun reflecting the sea level.

The hues look surprisingly similar.

Meng Buqing complained that people who use landscape pictures as avatars are so stupid, while quickly changing themselves into lively cartoon avatars.

By the way, please note Ji Wan's name.

"Your signature," Ji Wan asked casually, "Why did you deliberately change thee to you?"

Meng Buqing was weak: "The meaning of this sentence is, can you be compared to a summer day?"

"I know this is Shakespeare's poem, thee is used in the original text, you..."

"Huh?" Meng Buqing interrupted her, "Shakespeare's poems?"

Ji Wan's hand holding the fork paused, and she looked at her with surprise in her eyes: "Don't you even know the source of your own signature?"

"The source is the first sentence of Chapter 1 of my favorite novel."

"..."

Meng Buqing muttered quickly, "Tch, do you think you are very educated?"

Ji Wan then smiled: "Let's see who to compare with."

Meng Buqing said frankly: "Comparing with me is useless, I have no culture."

Ji Wan nodded: "That's the truth."

Meng Buqing was speechless by her, and thought of something, he suddenly asked provocatively: "Then what is the relationship between your "Heart Sutra", "Tao Te Ching", and "Chen Shu"?"

Ji Wan frowned when she heard this, and put the toast she had just bitten back on the dinner plate.A pair of long and slightly raised peach eyes looked at her with deep inquiry.

Her face was flat: "What's wrong with this question?"

"Ha!" Meng Buqing didn't know the answer herself, but she finally seized the opportunity and sneered, "You don't know, do you? You will understand within a few seconds. It means that you are not really educated—"

"It doesn't matter."

"what?"

Ji Wan lowered her eyes, continued to spread more butter on the toast, and said flatly: "The books you mentioned are all the thinnest books in their category. This is a joke."

"..."

"The "Tao Te Ching" is the book with the least number of words in the classic works of various schools of thought, the "Heart Sutra" is the book with the least number of words in the Buddhist scriptures, and the "Chen Shu" is a rather simple history book. The common point of the three is that the books are thin. Listen understand?"

Meng Buqing subconsciously wanted to refute, but her words were like enlightenment, and all the details that she didn't understand in the previous novel were cleared up.

After a while, he asked nonchalantly: "You are so educated, how can you still be cheated by my father?"

Ji Wan was silent.

Meng Buqing knew she had said something wrong, so she hurriedly shut up.

"I'm going out first."

Ji Wan suddenly reminded, "There is this semester's class schedule on the back of your report card. I looked at it just now. It seems that the elective course of ancient literature has an exam today."

"Exam? What exam? Do you think I'm someone who can take an exam?"

Meng Buqing looked at her with disdain.

—

"Zuo Xiaoyun, what are you doing?" Meng Buqing yelled at the person on the other end as soon as the call was connected, "Why didn't you tell me about the exam today?!"

"I told you yesterday, and even sent you a photo of the important points to be memorized, but you ignored me. I was just going to call and remind you again." Zuo Xiaoyun felt aggrieved.

"..."

Meng Buqing just changed his mobile phone yesterday, and he hasn't logged in to WeChat yet, and he completely forgot to log in.

She just remembered, and hurriedly said: "I'm coming to school now, you first find an empty classroom where I can study by myself and wait for me, and show me the notebook."

Meng Buqing ran out of the community, hailed a taxi in a hurry, got in the car, and logged into WeChat.I finally received the key points sent by Zuo Xiaoyun last night, about dozens of pages.

She roughly calculated that she only had two and a half hours of review time left.

He quickly stared at the phone and started reciting.

The taxi quickly drove to the gate of the school.After getting out of the car, Meng Buqing grabbed Baoba with his right hand and ran wildly.

This door is 800 meters away from the teaching building, and I ran there in 3 minutes, and then climbed the stairs panting.She found the classroom that Zuo Xiaoyun sent her, and opened the door before she had time to rest:

"Quick, lend me your laptop!"

"Here you are." Zuo Xiaoyun took it out helplessly, "So anxious, why didn't you reply to the message yesterday? I thought you weren't going to take the exam."

"I changed my mobile phone yesterday and haven't logged in to WeChat. Isn't it counted into the usual points? How could I not come!"

Meng Buqing took the notebook, and took out stationery and a blank printing paper from Zuo Xiaoyun's bag.Sit down, extract key words and core points from the notes, and quickly reorganize them in your own language for easy memory and recitation.

In such a short time, it is definitely too late to memorize them all.

But still have to go all out to memorize!

It is true that she is a scumbag, but she is a very active scumbag.

You must study before the exam, and you must be serious about the exam.Have a good attitude towards the exam, and you can count as much as you can write.

If you really fail, there is no way.

Zuo Xiaoyun sat next to her and played with her mobile phone.She is a diligent type, and the review content has long been disassembled and memorized by heart for many days.

Two hours passed, and I probably went through the dense review materials.Meng Buqing was a little dizzy from reciting, she supported her head, and turned back the notes to the beginning page.

There was no time to rest, so I continued to recite the second time.

Consolidate the core knowledge points and try to remember more details.

Students entered the classroom one after another.

Someone turned on the air conditioner, Meng Buqing came back to his senses, and found that he was extremely hot, with a thin layer of sweat on his back.She unzipped the zipper of the cotton coat, her eyes still unable to move away from the black and white notes.

Zuo Xiaoyun reminded: "It's almost time, let's go upstairs first."

"it is good."

Meng Buqing stood up and walked all the way, reading with a notebook.

This is positive learning slag.

Do your best and don't give up easily.

When I walked to the classroom where the class was held, there were already many students sitting in it, all of whom were holding various materials for final review.The huge lecture hall is as quiet as a library.

Meng Buqing walked a few rows back, chose an empty seat nearby, and sat down to continue reading.She has memorized almost sixty to seventy percent of the content.

The school bell rings.

"There are a lot of people today," the old professor said cheerfully as soon as he walked in and saw the students sitting there, "Fortunately, I didn't prepare the test papers according to the usual number of people in class."

"..."

"How are you all studying?"

Down there was silence.

Someone vaguely said, "It's not that good."

Meng Buqing was still engrossed, taking advantage of the last spare time between the teachers and students to chat and memorize more knowledge.She distracted only a little bit from the external environment.

The old professor held the test paper, was silent for a while, and suddenly looked very troubled: "I drank some wine when the test paper was released, and I was happier. Looking at it now, I found that these questions seem to be beyond the outline, and none of the questions are in the key points for you. of."

"..."

The bottom responds instantly.

Everyone looked up in disbelief: "What?"

Meng Buqing was in a daze, and when he heard this, he raised his head and stared at the old professor on the podium, unconsciously showing the eyes of a jungle cheetah.

The bottom continued to wail: "Teacher, you can't do this."

"Then how do we test?"

Some boy pinched his throat and yelled strangely: "You are happy, you should make us happy too! Why don't you just make it your homework and write it for us?"

The professor seemed to think about it.

He decided to say, "Well, let's change it to an open-book exam. Have you brought all your books?"

"Bring it!"

Meng Buqing's heart instantly floated from the dust to the cloud, and he smiled: "Okay, okay!"

There was cheering in the classroom, only a few students were silent.

After cheering, Meng Buqing suddenly remembered that he had no books at all.

"..."

The professor went on to say: "Don't be too happy, there are quite a lot of content on the test paper, and many things are not in the textbook."

Everyone was in an uproar: "Isn't it in the book?"

The professor started handing out the papers, and said while handing out: "The homework I assigned last semester, and the book list I gave you to read during the winter vacation, how many people have read it? Those who have read it, I can assure you that you can pass it."

Everyone: "..."

The book list he opened was as long as an old woman's foot wrap, and many books were not sold in the market, and those who could read more than two books seriously were top students.

Meng Buqing didn't even pay attention to which books were on the book list, she thought it was just the professor's recommendation.

Recommendation, that is, you don't have to accept his recommendation.

——Who knew there was still an exam.

Meng Buqing was speechless, she turned her head and asked Zuo Xiaoyun in a low voice: "How many books have you read?"

"I haven't read any of them." Zuo Xiaoyun was also desperate, and he took out the book list in the textbook and said, "These books are so boring, who would read them."

"Then what do we do?"

"The bald boy in the front row is a top student in the Chinese department. How about you use your beauty to seduce him and ask him for an answer?"

"It's too late, the bald guy is sitting too far away!"

The old professor warmly reminded: "Say it again, don't whisper, and take the time to do the questions when you get the test paper."

Suddenly someone from the bottom spoke boldly: "Teacher, can we use the mobile phone?"

"Okay. Just don't talk, and check your phone as you like."

There was another round of cheers below.

The old professor smiled lightly, and said brightly in his eyes: If I can find the standard answer on the Internet, I will lose.

"..."

Meng Buqing's fighting spirit was aroused. Which student would be afraid of the test that can use mobile phones?

She looked through the list to see who would be good at this subject, but she and Zuo Xiaoyun were science students, and no one in the same class would take this kind of ancient literature, which took two semesters.

There is only one Chinese scholar who I met in the previous activities on the list.But I'm not very familiar with it, so let's first ask if they are free.

When the paper was handed out, Meng Buqing absently wrote his name.

Waited and waited, no reply yet.

The front is full of fill-in-the-blank questions.She tried to search for related content on the Internet, but only found a lot of fragmentary information with a little edge, and there was no correct answer at all.

"I can answer none of the questions," Zuo Xiaoyun roughly browsed through the test papers, sent a message to Meng Buqing, and asked, "Do you know anyone who can do this?"

"No--"

Meng Buqing stopped typing, remembering the episode in the morning.

Ji Wan seems to have read a lot of books? ?

Meng Buqing thought about it.

She gritted her teeth, holding the heart of being a dead horse doctor, took a photo of the test paper and sent it to Ji Wan and asked: [Look, is there any question you know? ]

The opposite side responded quickly:

[Aren't you not going to take the exam? ]

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Hey hey hey thanks for the support of the little ones, remember you! ~