Zhan Weiyang's textbook is still very clean, not a word is written.

Pei Qing put a hand on Zhan Weiyang's shoulder and said, "It's okay, take your time."

Zhan Weiyang noticed that Pei Qing's palms were very hot, he nodded stiffly, staring at the book in front of him, without raising his head.

Pei Qing quickly withdrew his hand, left him and sat on the edge of his bed to start reading.

Zhan Weiyang held the pen and looked at the question for a long time and couldn't write it. Later, he couldn't help but secretly took the phone over, turned on the selfie mode of the camera, and pointed the lens in the direction of Pei Qing behind him.

Pei Qing lowered his head and read carefully.

Zhan Weiyang wanted to put the phone back, when a message alert sound suddenly sounded, and a message banner popped up at the top of the screen. At this moment, Chen Youyou replied with two words: "Yes."

Chapter 5

As soon as Pei Qing looked up, he found that Zhan Weiyang was peeking at him with the camera of his mobile phone. He just glanced flatly, pretended not to see anything, and lowered his head to continue reading.

Zhan Weiyang rustled, took his mobile phone and replied a message, then put the mobile phone aside, grabbed the pen and started to concentrate on the question.

This time, he was really focused. Although he didn't know whether he did it right or not, at least he answered question after question.

Teachers often say that no matter whether you can answer in the exam or not, you always have to write something, and the marking teacher can give you points. Zhan Weiyang remembers this sentence very firmly.

Pei Qian's voice was heard from time to time behind him.

Pei Qing is serious about reading, and he occasionally looks up at Zhan Weiyang. Since Zhan Weiyang peeked at him with his mobile phone and was discovered, Zhan Weiyang has been burying his head to answer questions.

Zhan Weiyang's grades are not good, which is what Zhan Weiguang told him before. In the three years since Pei Qing's father and Zhan Weiyang's aunt remarried, he has only seen Zhan Weiyang during the Chinese New Year, and has hardly communicated.

At first he thought that Zhan Weiyang was an introvert, but when he moved into their house this time, he realized that Zhan Weiyang was actually a little dumbfounded.

Zhan Pengcheng heard that he started from scratch and has a very good way of doing business. He has worked hard from a small boss to now have a good-scale company. Zhan Weiguang is also smart. He used to go to the same high school as Zhan Weiyang. At that time, he was a man of the school, with good grades and handsome sportsmen. He was admitted to a famous university in a first-tier city in the college entrance examination.

Why does Zhan Weiyang stay?

Pei Qing couldn't figure it out, and he didn't ask. In the final analysis, he is not surnamed Zhan, nor is he related to the Zhan family by blood. His heart is far less cordial than he looks on the outside.

If it wasn't for the insistence of his father and stepmother on this trip, he would have planned to go out to rent a house and live in someone else's house. Not to mention causing trouble to others, his own life would also be inconvenient.

Pei Qing turned a page of the book in his hand, raised his head to look at Zhan Weiyang, Zhan Weiyang was poking his head with the pen cap sadly, as if poking the answer to the question would come out. Pei Qing lowered his eyes, hesitated a little, put the book aside, got up, walked behind Zhan Weiyang, and asked, "Do you need help?"

Zhan Weiyang was taken aback by the sudden voice of Pei Qing. He looked back and pushed the book to the side subconsciously, so that Pei Qing could clearly see the title above.

There was no second chair in the room, so Pei Qing could only bend down and approach Zhan Weiyang to read the question.

The math problems in high school are not that simple, but Pei Qian can still understand this problem. He took the scratch paper on the desktop and brought the pen over to explain the idea to Zhan Weiyang.

Zhan Weiyang listened carefully and kept nodding.

After Pei Qing finished speaking, he handed the pen back to Zhan Weiyang. When Zhan Weiyang started to write the answer, he stood by and looked at the homework in front of him. He found that Zhan Weiyang was wrong on more than one question.

But after Zhan Weiyang finished this question, he didn't ask him anything, so he silently walked away, went back to the bed and sat down to continue reading his book.

By the time Zhan Weiyang finished the homework assigned by the teacher, it was already completely dark.

He put down his pen and stretched, stood up and walked to the window to take a look outside, raised his hand to close the curtains, and when he came back to sit at the desk, Zhan Weiyang took out a new workbook from the drawer, Two pages of paper were torn from the top, and they were carefully spread out on the table. He solemnly picked up a pen and prepared to write a love letter to Xie Ling.

When Zhan Weiyang was about to write the word "Xie Ling" in the upper left corner, he hesitated and decided to leave it blank first, so he put two blank spaces at the beginning of a line and wrote "Hello" directly, and then he couldn't write anymore. .

He is not Chen Youyou, his homework is not good at all, and every time he writes an essay in exams, his life is worse than death.

Zhan Weiyang put down his pen and looked back at Pei Qing.

Pei Qing quickly noticed his gaze and looked up at him: "What?"

Zhan Weiyang said hesitantly: "Today, the teacher also assigned a composition."

Pei Qing looked at the homework paper he tore off and spread on the desktop, smiled slightly, and asked gently, "What's the content?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "Write a love letter."

Pei Qing's expression didn't change at all, he just smiled and said:

"Does the Chinese teacher in the second year of high school assign homework to write love letters?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded, "How should I write it? I've never written it before."

Pei Qian put the book aside, stood up slowly, he walked to Zhan Weiyang, looked down at the word "Hello" written on his worksheet, and asked, "Do you need me to teach you to write? ?"

Zhan Weiyang said softly, "Thank you brother Qing."

Pei Qing nodded and said, "Wait a minute."

He left Zhan Weiyang's room, pushed a chair over from his room, sat down beside Zhan Weiyang, then stared at Zhan Weiyang's homework sheet and asked, "Who are you writing to?"

Zhan Weiyang said: "No one is just an imaginary object."

Pei Qing glanced at him: "Then what kind of girl are you imagining?"

Zhan Weiyang didn't answer immediately. After sorting out his thoughts, he said, "Tall, good-looking girl with good grades."