When talking about Shen Kuo, Lu Yan's emotions were almost unable to hold back.

Lu Zhen pursed his lips, snatched his volunteer form, folded it and stuffed it into the pages.

"I can lose, but I won't hide."

He said in a deep voice: "I can do what he can do. If he will bankrupt me in the future, I will let him go before that."

“…”

Liang Ting's mouth twitched.

Brother, you are really confident.

In short, no one persuaded Lu Zhen to listen to what he decided. The first choice was to apply for it, but he ignored the second and third choices. Lu Yan helped him choose the school carefully. They were all the same kind of people who would definitely be able to enter after filling in the application. He would guarantee him the guarantee.

But what no one expected was that the score of Q-large this year has dropped, which is more than ten points lower than Lu Zhen's score. Moreover, there are not many students who have filled out the computer department in this province.

So when he got the admission notice, Lu Jian was so happy that he wanted to tell everyone that my son had been admitted to Q University, yes, that Q University, what, Fudan, no, it was better than Fudan.

Lu Zhen was really lucky this summer vacation. Originally, his scores in the college entrance examination were completely extraordinary, so forgot. He overestimated his ability to fill out his application and made every effort. Everyone thought that his first choice would fail, but he was actually admitted.

When he met Shen Kuo, he was unlucky for several years, and all his luck seemed to be accumulated and used to the college entrance examination.

He and Shen Kuo's total score difference was nearly 80, but they were admitted to the same university and the same major.

This was a sensational "legendary" incident that was the third middle school in Beicheng that year.

In the hot summer, in the classroom, the old-fashioned shaking electric fan is especially buzzing in the room...

Several boys entered the classroom with plastic bags and threw the ice bags of drinks at a dime to the students around them.

The cram school for the third grade of high school starts in August of the summer and lasts for a full month. It has to attend classes every day and there is no holiday.

Lu Yan walked out of the classroom with a few dilapidated notebooks and came to the waste paper recycling room on the first floor.

The recycling room specializes in recycling students who use discarded drafts or unnecessary old books, and use them as waste paper and then sell them.

Lu Yan gave the notebooks with dense notes to Teacher Chen in the mailroom: "Teacher Chen, don't want these."

Teacher Chen had gray hair and reading glasses between his nose. He took the notebook handed over by Lu Yan and looked at it, saying, "Drink, these are notes, you don't want them?"

Teacher Chen used to be a teacher at the school, and only worked in the waste paper mailing room after retirement, so he knew these notes.

These notes are well organized and well-organized, and the handwriting is quite beautiful, so they should not be treated as waste no matter what.

Lu Yan didn't want to look at them again, turned around and said, "I don't want them anymore."

Teacher Chen looked at the cover of the notes, and the square small regular script characters were vigorous and powerful - Shen Kuo.

"Shen Kuo! I said why is this note written so well? It turns out to be the notes of our provincial top scholar."

Teacher Chen’s unintentional words inexplicably stabbed her heart again. She frowned and said, “Do you accept it? If you don’t accept it, I’ll throw it away.”

Teacher Chen smiled and said, "This note is the only one that is hard to find. It's a pity to sell it as waste paper. This way... I put it here. If a senior high school student needs this review note, I'll sell it to him. Is it OK?"

"Whatever you do."

So Teacher Chen gave Lu Yan 50 cents at the price of collecting waste paper.

Lu Yan took the money, didn't want to take a look at them anymore, and quickly left in a hurry.

She held the 50 cents tightly in her hand and held it for the whole day until the banknotes were soaked in the wet sweat in her palm.

She liked him with enthusiasm, thinking that she was a beloved person she never met in her life, but in the end...

It's just a 50 cent change.

How cheap and ironic.

Lu Yan lay on the desk, turned her head, and looked at the camphor forest burning outside the window. The breeze swept through the branches, leaves and treetops, making a rustling sound.

She recalled the night when the last senior year of high school was on holiday. In front of the senior year of high school, review materials were all over the sky. The boy held her hand and took her to the uninhabited camphor forest.

He put all the notes into her schoolbag and gave them all to her...

When he was moved, he didn't say a word, but just hugged her tightly.

Shen Kuo couldn't bear to leave her.

Lu Yan is actually not the kind of sensitive girl, especially in terms of feelings, she is very slow.

Therefore, Shen Kuo didn't need to act in front of her, let alone be particularly deliberate to be kind to her. How could she notice that he had a purpose with her?

But he was still kind to her, so good to her.

Even if a person loses consciousness and taste, even if he is paralyzed in bed and cannot move, he will never lose the ability to perceive love.

If everything he did was fake, Lu Yan really didn't know what was real in this world.

Lu Yan lay on the table, struggled with her head in her arms for a few minutes, and finally stood up "instantly", which scared Qi Yuhuan, who was taking a nap beside her.

"What are you doing?"

Before she finished speaking, Lu Yan had already hurriedly left her seat, ran out of the classroom, and kept coming to the waste paper mailing room on the first floor of the teaching building.

"Teacher Chen, mine, I'm this morning..."

She gasped violently and asked anxiously: "Are those notes still here with you? I...I won't sell them."

She put the wrinkled 50 cents on the table: "Please return those materials to me, is that okay?"

Teacher Chen frowned and said in embarrassment: "Oh, that note... As soon as you left, a classmate bought it. I said it, this information is very valuable. Look, how good is this."

Lu Yan's heart suddenly disappeared-

"Sell, sell."

"yes."

She walked out of the waste paper mailroom in dismay, sat by the stairs, buried her head in her knees, and felt a soreness in her heart.

What's the stupid thing she is doing?

Lu Yan rubbed the corners of her eyes and got up to leave. At this moment, someone shook her in front of Lu Yan with his laptop.

The little girl's eyes lit up. She looked up and saw Jian Yao standing on the stairs, smiling sly.

"The review materials for the top scorer are just sold as waste paper. It's really a waste of resources."

Lu Yan reached out to get it, and Jian Yao stepped back: "Hey, I bought this. I want it, I'll buy it with the money."

"How much do you want?" Lu Yan took out the embroidered pouch containing change.

Jian Yao walked over, tapped her head with her notebook, and pretended to be angry: "I really believe it when I was joking with you."

Lu Yan took the notebook, hugged it tightly in front of her chest, and explained: "It's not that I can't bear to leave, but I just feel it's a pity. After all,... the notes of the top scorer."

Jian Yao saw her right and wrong, and did not expose it. She sat side by side with her on the stairs of the teaching building, looking at the shadows of trees shaking beside the skylight of the corridor.

"Yes, if you can get such a note, let alone having a relationship with him for half a year, even if you serve him as a cow and a horse for three years, you won't lose money!"

Lu Yan turned her head and looked at Jian Yao, frowned: "Is it true or false?"

"Didn't you read the content inside?" Jian Yao pointed to one of the notes and said casually: "He doesn't have many notes, but they are all the essence! And this is not a class note at all, it is the information he compiled himself after class."

Lu Yan didn't understand the difference.

So Jian Yao explained again: "He is such a smart guy, so he doesn't need to waste time taking a single note after class. I guess... he might also want to wait until he becomes the top scorer and then sell the note for money."

Lu Yan looked at Jian Yao in surprise. Jian Yao didn't look at her. The sunlight just passed through the skylight and fell on her face, making her long curled eyelashes crystal clear.

"Yes, the original intention must be to sell money." She smiled and said, "He is so bad and so lie. He can't be written for some people."

Lu Yan tightened her notes and did not answer.

"But since it has fallen into your hands, just make good use of it."

Jian Yao patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be cheaper. If you use his notes to get into Q University, you are not cheated in vain."

Lu Yan lowered her head, took off her white mesh shoes and tied them again: "I won't take the Q-sized exam."

Jian Yao said: "Didn't your brother say you are waiting for you at Q University?"

"He is not waiting for me." Lu Yan looked at Jian Yao meaningfully.

Jian Yao pinched her jaw, pushed her face away, stood up, stretched her long and stretched her body, and said slowly—

"My dream is to be free and easy to use swords and devote yourself to making my music, so I don't like people to take care of it, so I will never fall in love and get married in my life..."

Lu Yan: "Oh."

So do you think I was popping out of the crack of the stone?

In the afternoon, the school organized an experience exchange meeting for outstanding graduates and invited several students who were among the top students in this high school, so that they could teach experience and exchange learning methods for the next quasi-high students.

When Lu Yan saw Shen Kuo's name on the exchange meeting poster, she decisively chose to study in the classroom.

If you don’t go, you won’t go!

China's best friend Qi Yuhuan was so arrogant that she dragged her to the entrance of the auditorium of the exchange meeting.

"It's a rare opportunity. In this kind of exchange meeting, everyone shares the real things among the real things. It's a pity not to listen."

Lu Yan held the tree trunk and said, "I really won't go, really, don't force me."
To be continued...