Ji Qingmo seemed to have expected that Jiang Yichen would make amends for him, he smiled slightly, and let his expression just now directly turn over to Jiang Yichen.

Ji Qingmo replied without any pressure: "It's also common now. I get sick every three days and get sick every week. Maybe I'll go to the hospital for treatment on Monday and I won't be at school. Then you'll need to take two notes."

Jiang Yichen: I may have found the reason why no one sat next to Ji Qingmo before I came.

Jiang Yichen didn't have time to say anything, the phone he put on the table lit up, it was a message, the header of the message was the phone number, and the tail of the message happened to be the last number of the fucking phone, he clicked it and looked, right hand Blocking Ji Qingmo's line of sight intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced roughly and found that there were no words related to metaphysics, and then quietly moved the blocking hand away. The operation was not very deliberate, but Ji Qingmo saw through him at a glance Thoughts and inexplicably feel a little funny.

I don't know how the kid next to him who is always on guard and always caring about him will react after knowing his identity...

I don't know if it was because of Jiang Yichen's temper that he thought of something uncomfortable, but the smile on Ji Qingmo's face faded away.

But Jiang Yichen didn't notice the thoughts in the minds of the people next to him, and his attention was all on this text message.

[Xiao Ke, seeing a letter is like seeing a face.I don’t know if you are used to it these few days after leaving home, and I don’t know if your roommates are easy to get along with. The house is much quieter without you, and it seems impersonal. If you have a holiday, you should buy a ticket and come back to see. The first thing I did when I got up was to ask me when you will come back. I have to say, asking too many questions like this can make people feel irritable... If you have something to call mom, I think you can't remember your dad's phone number.Study hard and bring back a good report card to your mother. 】

Jiang Yichen: "..."

He didn't really come to study, how could this really concern him with studying?

Ji Qingmo inadvertently caught a glimpse of the first six words of the message, so with a smile on his brows and eyes, he said with a smile: "So your nickname is Xiao Ke."

His tone was like a small ripple caused by throwing a stone into a calm spring water. Jiang Yichen frowned slightly: "Born by parents, what's wrong with having a nickname? Don't you have a nickname?"

"No."

Ji Qingmo answered decisively, without any emotion in his words.

Jiang Yichen was a little distracted. He almost forgot that Ji Qingmo was the son of the richest merchant in Shuowu. This person should have had nothing of his own since birth. The young master of such a big family looks glamorous, but in fact he is more and more popular. The more serious the more difficult life.

"sorry."

Jiang Yichen said these three words very lightly and dullly. If it wasn't for Ji Qingmo's hearing that is different from ordinary people, this apology might have dissipated in the wind, as if it had never happened.

Ji Qingmo looked at him and asked, "I didn't say anything to you, what are you apologizing for?"

"I just want to apologize."

After Jiang Yichen finished speaking, he stopped talking and kept gnawing on the bun in his hand. Ji Qingmo shook his head and laughed. Sure enough, no matter how high his achievements are, how much he is respected and famous in the metaphysics world, he is still a minor. child.

Both of them were silent for about 10 minutes. Ji Qingmo took the lead to break the silence and said, "Can I call you by your nickname? Use "Jiang Xiaoke" instead of "Jiang Keai"."

"As you like," Jiang Yichen exhaled, "I've finished eating, you can start teaching me math."

"Okay."

This morning was extremely tormenting for Jiang Yichen. He couldn't understand what Ji Qingmo was talking about at all. He frowned as he looked at the basic math questions Ji Qingmo had posed in front of him.

"Can't you even write the first step?"

Ji Qingmo also felt a headache for a long time. Jiang Yichen's mathematics is so poor that he doesn't even have a foundation in junior high school. I don't know how Yunhuai and Jiang's family dared to put him directly in the first class of Shuozhong. Anyone who reads has to give their children autism.

Jiang Yichen thought about it for 3 minutes, and wrote a "solution" carefully: "Is this the first step?"

"……Calculate."

Ji Qingmo waited for him for another 3 minutes, and when Jiang Yichen flicked the pen forward, he said very unhappy: "I can't write. What is this thing? How do I know that this point in this circle reaches this line?" What is the distance? Can’t you do some normal questions that can be used in life?”

It seems that Jiang Yichen like this is very interesting, Ji Qingmo twisted the red pen around his fingertips a few times in his hand, chuckled and said, "Then what kind of questions do you think we should do?"

Jiang Yichen thought about it seriously: "I think - basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division is enough for me, after all, I am not a mathematician."

"Then you shouldn't come to Shuozhong, you should go to elementary school."

Jiang Yichen pursed his lips, touched his forehead to the table, and made a "bang" sound. He yelled in a helpless tone: "But I don't even have the basics, how can I learn?"

Let a child who can only do basic addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division go directly to the second year of high school, and he is also taking the best class in junior middle school. He will definitely not be able to keep up, and he will feel very stressed.

"If you don't have the basics, then you can make up the basics. Don't you have a mobile phone? Search the mathematics videos in junior high school, and go through the strategies one by one. As long as you are smart enough, I believe you can digest it in the next year."

Jiang Yichen raised his head and looked at Ji Qingmo with a very helpless look: "But the monthly exam is coming after the National Day..."

"Well," Ji Qingmo looked at his sad face, consciously or unintentionally alerting him, "You don't want to do a cheat to avoid home visits, do you?"

"If I dare to cheat, my mother will definitely kill me." Jiang Yichen felt that he might be born with a problem with mathematics. He really didn't want to learn this subject, and it was true that he couldn't learn this complicated subject in a short time. Discuss with yourself, "Otherwise, should I give up mathematics?"

"No college entrance examination?"

Jiang Yichen waved his hand, not concealing the matter: "I'm sure I won't take the college entrance examination, isn't my college entrance examination just a joke?"

After this morning's study, Jiang Yichen figured it out. It's not easy for everyone. It's common for people in their profession to be questioned. Students should be urged to climb up step by step by their parents. It fell off in one day.

The second year of high school is a watershed. It can be said that except for a small part of the students who have fallen behind during this period, they are hard-working, study quietly, and release their determination. It is difficult to return to the previous learning state. It's because you can't get a high score if you work hard, and it's better not to study if you don't study efficiently.

Jiang Yichen felt that he really didn't have much talent in learning, and if he had time to lay a foundation in mathematics and English, which he could not get a few points in the exam, he might as well improve his arithmetic so as not to get dizzy three times a day.

"Coincidentally," Ji Qingmo said softly, "I don't plan to take the college entrance examination either. Jiang Xiaoke, I didn't expect us to have the same idea."

"Why didn't you take the college entrance examination?" Jiang Yichen was surprised. Ji Qingmo had a good family background and good grades. After the college entrance examination, wouldn't it be good to go to a good university and major in finance or engineering management to take over the family business?After he finished asking, he thought of a direction that many rich kids would choose, so he asked, "Are you planning to go abroad for further study?"

"No. I just don't want to."

Ji Qingmo knew that he was definitely not in this school in his third year of high school. He would either go back or be a guest at Yunhuai Mountain. He would definitely not be able to take the college entrance examination. He could just find an excuse to drop out and disappear in the memory of these people.

He was not from this world.

"That's it... wait a minute, I'll answer the phone."

The phone on the table rang. Jiang Yichen took the phone and walked to the balcony. It was Qiao Yinxiu who called. When Yan Duqiu brought the phone over, it was Jiang Yichen's own calling card inserted in it, but it was obvious that Qiao Yinxiu called. Yinxiu was the first to save his contact information with Yan Wangqiu in his mobile phone.

Of course, it may also be the wild wild goose and the wild autumn - there is no difference between the two.

"Lord Xiaoshan, I asked Teacher Li for leave for you. Can I trouble you to go to Huanqing with me now? It may be delayed until tomorrow afternoon, and I can send you back tomorrow night at the latest."

Jiang Yichen lowered his voice: "You didn't go to Huanqing yesterday?"

"Go," Qiao Yinxiu was a little anxious, "I came back last night to get the materials, and Yan Duqiu called me just now to say that Huanqing had a big accident, and half of the people in Huanqing's own special department died. The ability cannot be thoroughly investigated, and the help of Xiao Shanzhu is needed."

"Have you reported to the Spiritual Department? Have you sent support?"

"I have reported it, but I don't know why it has not been approved. It may be that the process is too cumbersome, and our affairs are too urgent. In short, I would like to trouble the Lord of the Mountain to come with us. The younger generation in the metaphysics world is only you who can compete with the underworld. Your lord has contacted, we will not be able to invite the old senior for the time being, but also ask the little mountain master to cooperate with our actions. I have already arrived at the gate of Shuozhong."

Qiao Yinxiu said to let him cooperate, but in fact, he had already arrived at the door and was waiting for him to go down. Jiang Yichen would definitely not go at other times, and would even cancel all subsequent commissions from this person, but he also knew that Qiao Yinxiu would also Only when there is no way out will I entrust him again.

and……

Coincidentally, he was quite interested in this commission.

"Understood, I will come down as soon as possible."

After Jiang Yichen hung up the phone, he walked in. Ji Qingmo took a look, pretended that he didn't know what happened, covered his lips with his hand, coughed twice, and asked in a hoarse voice: " What's wrong?"

When Ji Qingmo took his hand off, Jiang Yichen saw the bright red color on his palm. Jiang Yichen didn't expect that his frail deskmate would cough up blood just after answering the phone: "What's wrong with your body? Why are you still coughing?" Blood? Does it matter? How about I take you to the hospital?"

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