6

Ding Ji didn't say anything, his heart beat a little.

Usually, he sees through strangers at first sight and feels others' "heart jumping". Today, a stranger suddenly sees through them... Strictly speaking, Lin Wuyu is a stranger...

Yes.

But how did you know?

...It makes me so shameless!

"I see that there are rubbed marks on the two words of the prodigy," said Lin Wuyu.

"No, that's just acknowledging that I was too arrogant when I was young and frivolous." Ding Ji did not admit it.

"Oh." Lin Wuyu smiled, and did not ask any more questions, but turned around and continued to walk forward with him.

Ding Ji could tell from the smile on the corner of his mouth that Lin Wuyu didn't believe this denial, and to some extent, his denial probably made Lin Wuyu more certain.

"You have kept this book for ten years, right?" Lin Wuyu asked as he walked.

"Yes," Ding Ji replied, "I plan to be a family heirloom."

"Why are you so anxious and afraid of losing it?" Lin Wuyu asked, "I have remembered the contents of this book for a long time..."

"I can't remember," Ding Ji said, "I have to watch it every day."

"Not that," Lin Wuyu laughed, "I remember it almost all the time for two days."

"Blow it, I'll keep it confidential for you." Ding Ji replied casually.

"The healthy color of the hand is varied, the color is lighter in the palm of the palm and deeper in the palm." Lin Wuyu turned around and looked at him, "It is often difficult for people who are hesitant to clench their fists. When clenching their fists, they often hide their thumb in the palm."

Ding Ji also looked at him.

"The next sentence is 'Not necessarily, it may also be insecure'," Lin Wuyu put away the smile on his face, with a serious expression. "Elementary school students know these amazing people, what books do you usually read?"

"Damn." Ding Ji said.

"The ridge-like traces show that something happened in health has caused the nails to stop growing for a while," Lin Wuyu smiled, "It's all the content you marked."

"Do you want to applaud?" Ding Ji said.

"Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"Stop growing and there are no marks behind it." Ding Ji said.

"If I say it out," Lin Wuyu said, "Can you verify it immediately?"

"...No," Ding Ji said, "I only remember the general content."

"It's fine, I remember it's probably too." Lin Wuyu cleared his throat and turned around to continue walking forward. "When the ridgeline reaches the tip of his nails, it will cause illness. It takes about six months for the spinal marks to grow from the base of his nails to the tip of his nails. You should pay attention to health problems when this happens..."

Lin Wuyu kept carrying him behind his back, and Ding Ji didn't listen carefully anymore. He had to admit that he admired Lin Wuyu at this moment.

This is not a rough idea. Although he said he only remembered the rough idea, he knew that what Lin Wuyu said was exactly word-of-mouth.

Even if Lin Wuyu prepared in advance to pretend to be a pussy that he never forgets... As for why he had to skip such boring and hard work in the days when the college entrance examination was approaching, he felt that everyone felt that time was not enough... it was quite awesome to be able to memorize these contents word by word in such a short time.

Although it's boring.

After all, Lin Wuyu didn't know that he would suck his back, nor where he would suck.

When he walked to the door of the dormitory, Ding Ji slowed down. The housekeepers usually had amazing facial recognition skills, and at least they could tell whether this was a student from his school.

"I'm waiting here..." Before Ding Ji could finish his words, Lin Wuyu had already grabbed his wrist and then pulled forward.

Ding Ji staggered and was pulled into the dormitory gate by him. Before he could stand firm, Lin Wuyu put his hands on the back of his head and pressed forward: "Run."

"Fuck." Ding Ji squeezed out a word from his teeth, followed him and rushed into the stairs from under the guard room window.

"Our dormitory does not allow outsiders to enter," Lin Wuyu stopped when he ran to the second floor and said, "I'm sorry."

"Brother! I said I'm waiting outside," Ding Ji was speechless, "I won't come in!"

"I thought you wanted to come in and have a look," said Lin Wuyu.

"What can I do if I come in to see the boys' dormitory?" Ding Ji said.

"Oh?" Lin Wuyu looked at him.

"I'm not interested in the girls' dormitory, either," Ding Ji immediately put the patch on it, "I'm not interested in the student dormitory."

There was no one in the dormitory. Lin Wuyu picked up the book on the bedside, flipped it a few times and handed it to Ding Ji: "When did you buy this book?"

"First grade," Ding Ji took the book and touched the book cover, "I bought it from the book stall."

"A book published in 1988," said Lin Wuyu, "A primary school student can buy it, but the key is that he still has to sell it."

"How interesting, you don't understand," Ding Ji flipped back and forth with the book. The familiar touch made him feel at ease, "It's still appreciated."

"Hmm?" Lin Wuyu didn't understand.

"Do you know the original price?" Ding Ji asked.

"Two pieces nine." Lin Wuyu said.

"...You haven't even let this go?" Ding Ji sighed.

"Nonsense, I've seen the publication date, can't I see the price next to me?" Lin Wuyu leaned against the table.

"Now it has increased ten times, and the lowest price of second-hand books is 29." Ding Ji patted the book.

Lin Wuyu didn't say anything and looked at him.

Ding Ji also looked at him.

After a while, I couldn't help laughing first: "Has it appreciated?"

"Yes," Lin Wuyu raised his thumb, "had an investment mind."

"Thank you," Ding Ji patted the book, "Let's go."

"Or..." Lin Wuyu hesitated for a moment, "How many days will I lend this book to me?"

"Borrow?" Ding Ji looked at him.

"Didn't you say it's quite interesting," said Lin Wuyu, "I'll see how interesting it is?"

"You can recite it word by word," said Ding Ji.

"Not that, I just bet you can't recite it, but I will definitely have an impression of the locations you have made, so I only read the contents of the two pages near the label." Lin Wuyu was very frank.

But Ding Ji noticed his words.

I only read it, not just memorize it, and it is two pages in front and back.

cut.

He opened the book, turned to the page with the name written on it, and pointed to the words on it: "Then don't you remember these?"

Lin Wuyu curled the corner of his mouth.

"It's written here," Ding Ji said, "No, lend it to you."

Ding Ji walked out of the dormitory with a book in a stern manner.

"I'll take you out." Lin Wuyu followed.

"Don't be so polite." Ding Ji said.

A man came up from the entrance of the stairs. When he saw him, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned his head and looked behind him: "Your friend?"

"Yes." Lin Wuyu responded behind him.

The man said nothing else, and nodded at Ding Ji with a smile and then entered the dormitory next door.

For some reason, Xu Tianbo suddenly appeared, which made Lin Wuyu a little embarrassed.

He felt that Xu Tianbo might have misunderstood something, but he had no choice but to explain, and he didn't even know what to explain.

What is the meaning of explanation?

He is unwilling to do something meaningless.

but……

"Why do I look familiar with this person?" Ding Ji said as he went downstairs.

Because you two look like little prodigy, can't you react?

Lin Wuyu didn't say anything and followed him downstairs.

"Ah," Ding Ji raised his hand and raised his index finger, "I look a bit like my cousin."

……OK.

Looking at a very smart person, I didn’t expect that the speed of IQ was going offline was quite amazing.

"Is that right?" Lin Wuyu said.

"Yes, or no, can you not answer such a simple question?" Dad stood at the door of the room.

"The choice you gave is very simple," Ding Ji did not turn around, leaned back on the chair, tilted his head, "But the problem is not simple."

"Is this question very complicated? Are you planning to give up the college entrance examination?" said my dad, "You have to lower your life to a higher level by yourself?"

"Why do you have to divide your life into three or six or nine levels?" Ding Ji asked, "And it is divided by your standards? Then can I divide it into one level according to my standards?"
To be continued...