be the first to suffer

Shi Rui looked at Jian Shaoyang's opening and closing lips and couldn't move his eyes, there was still white milk stains at the corner of his mouth.

If I can use this posture to press my brother on the table...

"Hey!" Jian Shaoyang tapped Shi Rui's head with a pen, "Concentrate on answering the teacher's questions."

Teacher Jane, is there any reward for answering the question?Shi Rui asked him in his heart.

But in fact, Shi Rui just scratched his head in embarrassment, and didn't even dare to look directly at Jian Shaoyang, "Actually, it's the same as usual, but at that time I didn't want to go to school, and I lost my energy during the college entrance examination."

The real reason is that when Shi Rui was taking the last English test, a new store opened. The new store had been prepared for a long time before it started operation, and then Fang Zhen excitedly took Shi Rui to cut and pick.

Did not take the test directly, zero points.

"I heard that you got good grades in your freshman year of high school."

"At that time, there were no subjects, so I couldn't see anything, and I didn't want to learn much later, so that's it."

Jian Shaoyang smiled, this kid is quite honest, many people only start to be oriented after the second year of high school, "Show me the exercises you did before."

Shi Rui handed over the papers he had done before.

Jian Shaoyang looked down for a while, and said, "Shi Rui."

"En?" Shi Rui looked up at his brother's thin chin, trying to hook him with his fingers.

Jian Shaoyang suddenly changed his tone, with a strange tone: "I can't tell."

"What?" Shi Rui was stunned, with cold sweat breaking out from behind.

"It doesn't matter that you don't study well, you still write well." Well, Jian Shaoyang actually... praised sincerely, with some excitement and excitement in his tone.

Although it doesn't sound like that.

Shi Rui still didn't quite understand his inexplicable excitement, because although his handwriting was not bad, it was by no means to the point where he could be praised by his brother, so he panicked and said, "It's okay..."

"Don't be humble."

Jian Shaoyang peeled away Shi Rui's hand on a stack of books with a pen, picked up the rest of his materials, flipped through them, and praised softly.

Shi Rui didn't understand why.

But it wasn't until he saw the problem-solving process that Jian Shaoyang wrote for him that he understood why Jian Shaoyang's sudden envy was.

He really wanted to sigh: Brother is really... well written...bad handwriting...

Jian Shaoyang has tried his best to finish the writing, but helpless, this is really his blemish, he wrote a notoriously ugly hand.

"How do you feel about my writing?" Jian Shaoyang asked.

Shi Rui said with difficulty: "...It's okay." Seeing his brother's expression was not looking good, he quickly added: "Very good, not bad, I'm serious."

Jian Shaoyang suddenly felt that Shi Rui was probably really afraid of himself.

"Really?"

"real."

Shi Rui was willing to admit openly and aboveboard that he was so blind.

Jian Shaoyang liked Shi Rui a little bit, he was the first one to say that his handwriting was okay.

Moving.

Jian Shaoyang even thought that if everyone could give a little love and be willing to praise his handwriting, maybe he would work hard to write it well.

In fact, Shi Rui felt that if the person who wrote this word was not his brother, he would definitely have a needle eye.

Although the handwriting is like a person, but the appearance of a person cannot be judged... Jian Shaoyang's handwriting is really far from his face.

Probably the quality of a character "herringbone" does not represent the face, but whether a person's living habits are self-disciplined and tidy.

Jian Shaoyang's poor handwriting is reflected in his being lazy, sloppy, and lacking in self-control.

He can tolerate the desk being so messed up that he can dig out his socks, he can also tolerate Fang Yuan eating and drinking on his bed, and he can touch the snacks left by Fang Yuan from behind when he sleeps.

Pat it with your hands casually, turn over and continue to sleep.

I usually go out on a whim, without planning. The best example is in financial management, which is a terrible mess.

But Shi Rui couldn't bear it.

Most people can't stand it.

It's okay for Shi Rui to drag the ground eight times a day, but he can't accept chaos, and he can't be dirty.Things must be done in order.

So sometimes he would suddenly dislike Fang Yuan, probably because he found that every time Fang Yuan left Jian Shaoyang's room, Jian Shaoyang's room would become a heinous mess.

Perhaps, Fang Yuan's handwriting is not good either.

Shi Rui guessed right, it was indeed so.

Therefore, Jian Shaoyang and Fang Yuan, who can be called academic masters, can both be awarded the title of "Ninja". Moreover, both of them admire those who write well.

From two o'clock to four o'clock, Jian Shaoyang didn't feel tired. Presumably, it was because Shi Rui was good at one point, and he could draw inferences from time to time. He was really a very smart kid. It was unbelievable that he didn't do well in the exam.

The teacher speaks easily, the students study hard, and there is a peaceful atmosphere.

When Jian Shaoyang wanted to be lazy for a while, he asked Shi Rui to do a set of questions first.

After Shi Rui finished, he corrected it and found that the score was perfect.

"This level...isn't going to pass the exam like that..."

Shi Rui pretended not to know what was going on, and said modestly: "After learning from my brother, I feel that my mind is very clear, and I feel that many things that I couldn't figure out before have been easily solved."

"No... I didn't teach anything, your foundation is very strong." Jian Shaoyang was a little shy.

"I'm really lucky to have my brother give me tutoring... I couldn't find a way to study before. It was my brother's way of doing the questions that inspired me a lot." Shi Rui tried his best to praise Jian Shaoyang. Desperate.

Jian Shaoyang's eyes widened, as if seeing his little pride scattered into pink balloons slowly rising into the sky.

Hearing such words from one of his smart students made him happier than he gave him hundreds of dollars in tuition fees... His self-esteem and vanity were satisfied to the greatest extent.

Jian Shaoyang thought a little blissfully, Shi Rui is not so annoying.

At six o'clock in the evening, Jian Shaoyang was hungry, so he said tactfully: "Let's stop here today, I've learned too much and it's hard to digest."

"En." Shi Rui closed the notebook, stretched, and then thumped his lower back.

Looks a little tired.

Once Jian Shaoyang no longer hates a person, the last bit of gentleman consciousness left in his bones will prompt him to ask: "What's the matter? You look so tired."

"Well, the sofa seems to be a bit short, and it's not convenient to turn over at night." Shi Rui thumped a few more times, his tone not complaining but a little coquettish, "It's not hard, bro, are you hungry? I'll go Cook."

God, what a kid.

Jian Shaoyang felt like a beast, letting his clever student spend so many days on the sofa, and now he had to drag his tired body to cook for himself.

"Otherwise...squeeze with me at night..." Jian Shaoyang does not reject sleeping in the same bed with others, and uses the previous principle to come to him to play games all night, often sleep together, and kick that guy in the middle of the night in his dreams. , Thinking of it this way, Shi Rui felt a little ashamed, and Jian Shaoyang added, "If you don't mind."

Shi Rui quickly waved his hands, "Of course I don't mind! But... can I really sleep with my brother?"