The scenery outside the car window was varied, she looked at the blurred shadow on the glass, and suddenly turned around, only to notice that he was wearing the thin sweater in the house all the way, "Aren't you cold?"

Lu Fenghe originally came out to give her a notebook. It was only ten meters away, so he didn't wear a coat. Then, when she heard that something had happened, his brain got hot and he followed, and he didn't go back to get the clothes.

He rested his elbows on the edge of the car window, and said in a calm tone, "It's not cold."

It was almost two o'clock in the morning when we went back to Tongzilou, and it was freezing cold. The two of them could see the heat while walking and talking. They only took back their notebooks, said goodbye briefly, and went back to their respective homes.

Xia Jianjun, who left the scene with a high profile at the gate of the police station, seemed to have just realized it now, and sent her a few messages.

Dad: "Who is that boy who came with you?"

Dad: "He wears that in the middle of the night, what are you two doing together?"

Dad: "Puppy love?"

Dad: "I don't think he is a good boy."

Xia Zhuo was angry with him at this moment, and replied stiffly, "Yes, I have fallen in love with you puppy, and you don't need to worry about him."

Xia Zhuo didn't sleep well all night, so he was late for self-study the next morning.

Yang Zhao was already standing in the class, and when he saw her calling for the report, he signaled her to come in. After all, he was a good student who was always late, so he turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, so he didn't say much.

The class was full of people, and they were all reciting their books seriously. When she passed by Yang Zhao, she subconsciously glanced at the back row. Chen Chaoyang was there, but the table behind him was empty.

Lu Fenghe didn't come.

Is it late, or, asked for leave again.

Thinking of the latter, it almost immediately occurred to him that he only wore a sweater when he went out to run with her last night. He was not in good health.

Xia Zhuo returned to her seat with a complex mood of "reproach, guilt and embarrassment". Zhao Suizi saw her worried face early in the morning, thinking that something happened to her on the way, "What's wrong?"

She sat down softly, took the book out of her schoolbag, and explained, "I got up late."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone shouted at the door of the classroom, "Report."

The voice is lazy and dull, and one can hear that he is not awake.

Most of the people below were memorizing, only a small number of people raised their heads to join in the fun, Lu Fenghe stood there at the door of the class, wearing the school uniform of the attached high school.

Blue and white color scheme, the No. 4 Middle School uniform is almost the same style, it is a plain sportswear with no aesthetic feeling.

He was tall, thin and straight, and he stood up very well, which made the inconspicuous report just now seem a bit serious.

Yang Zhao looked back, nodded in relief, "Come in, this school uniform looks energetic once you wear it."

"Hey, yesterday's test scores are almost out, and he has a perfect score in mathematics." Zhao Suizi watched people walk back through the aisle, and whispered to Xia Zhuo, "Only him and the math class representative next door, two perfect scores."

"It's quite powerful." Xia Zhuo said.

It seems that it is not uncommon for Lu Fenghe to get full marks in mathematics.

She followed Lu Fenghe back and watched the man sit down. Except for a trash can beside him, the seat was quite spacious.

Lu Fenghe looked for something with his head down, but he didn't seem to find it, he stepped his legs out, pressed his shoulders down a little, and stretched out his hands to rummage through the messy drawers.

In front of Chen Chaoyang, he couldn't control himself and wanted to turn around and say something gossip, but Xia Zhuo stopped his gaze in time and didn't look any further.

In case of confrontation with Chen Chaoyang.

She couldn't tell anymore.

In the back row, Chen Chaoyang looked around, and when he saw Yang Zhao leave, he turned 90 degrees, turned sideways and asked him, "Where's your clothes?"

Lu Fenghe was called by Yang Zhao to change his school uniform just now.

As soon as the school uniforms of the attached high school were issued this morning, Yang Zhao said that a leader would come to attend the class today, and asked him to change them quickly.

At this moment, Lu Fenghe finally found the red leather quick-back manual from the drawer, and put it on the table, "Let me put it in the office, and I will pick it up after school."

Chen Chaoyang said "Oh", indeed, the drawer is only so big in total, and it can't fit clothes.

"It seems that the seats will be changed today. Do you think we can be shared together?" Chen Chaoyang probably died without talking in his previous life, no matter who was caught in the front, back, left, or right, he could talk, let alone Lu Fenghe sitting behind him.

The temptation is considerable.

Chen Chaoyang leaned his back against the wall, and said, "It seems that according to the results, there is still a lot of difference between the two of us, and we probably won't be close."

He only guessed half of this sentence correctly, and ranked them according to their scores.

Chen Chaoyang knew Lu Fenghe's level. Liberal arts usually only took about 450 points, of which mathematics accounted for 150. After all, Chinese was Mandarin, and he closed his eyes to make a small one hundred.You can also get a little 100 points for a while, and the remaining 100 points for the remaining three subjects of literature and comprehensive studies.

Naturally, it was horrible.

But Chen Chaoyang forgot that this brother was memorizing notes on New Year's Eve.

In less than two weeks, I finished memorizing a book.

The effect was immediate, Lu Fenghe scored 530 in the afternoon test score.

Chen Chaoyang took his own score of 560, compared it and found that it seems...

Not too bad.

Young Master Lu rolled up.

This all happened last year in Dongjiang Province's first line of liberal arts.

Chen Chaoyang held Lu Fenghe's math paper in amazement, and kept sighing, "Niuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Chen Chaoyang's math is quite satisfactory, this time it is 100 points, and he thought that if he had 50 points more in math, then the total score of 610 would be straight up to the sky.

One of the subjects that he is good at is Zhanguang.

But after thinking about it, although it is a strong subject, 150 in the math test is too abnormal.

Still not human.

Except for Chen Chaoyang, the others didn't know what level the new students were before. There were 45 of them in total. Lu Fenghe's score ranked 37th in the class, which is not impressive, except for the fact that he would exclaim when he saw the math score, but it passed quickly., will not mention it again.

The first is forever Xia Zhuo, with 607 points.

"No matter how hard you work, you can still get a good 211." After Chen Chaoyang finished speaking, he remembered his serious and unambiguous attitude, and couldn't help sighing again, "No, according to your speed of scoring 985It's also possible."

Lu Fenghe didn't speak all the time, and played with his mobile phone with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, letting Chen Chaoyang's words get more and more outrageous, and the high hat he put on his head almost pierced the ceiling.

If he really has this ability, why is it unreasonable.

Chen Chaoyang was immersed in it, thinking that he had studied hard for three years, and now he was accepted by someone for a winter vacation, and he would easily overtake it in a few days.

Although this person is his good brother Tie Zi, and he sincerely hopes that Lu Fenghe will be well from the bottom of his heart, but no matter how you say it, he still feels a little uncomfortable.

This is probably the gap between ordinary people and "geniuses", caught off guard and naked/naked/naked in front of him.

Chen Chaoyang put down his math paper in a heartbroken heart, thinking that he was not good at math, so he made up the comprehensive essay, and he would have to play for his life until he got a nosebleed!

Lu Fenghe finally raised his head, and glanced at him coldly from the corner of the eye, feeling that if he didn't say a word, the CPU would blow up due to overcompensation.

"Impossible." He put the phone back in the drawer and said softly, "My upper limit is almost here."

Two weeks, a not-too-thick notebook.

How he memorized it day and night, only he himself knows.

The rumors circulating in the No. 4 Middle School were not limited to the matter between him and Gao Hui, but also the outrageous title of "genius". He really didn't know who started it first.

If he was a genius, he wouldn't end up reciting books until he got angry all night and got nosebleeds.

Xia Zhuo's comprehensive notes for this article are very neat, big points cover small points, and it is difficult for him to raise these points because of his memorization.

He also knew it in his heart, this is just a process from "not memorizing" to "remembering it", and it will be difficult after that.

He really doesn't have the ability to "reach the sky" that Chen Chaoyang said.

Chen Chaoyang glanced at him, he has always been so cold and indifferent, and he is not sure whether his words are comforting.

Regardless of the comfort or what, after hearing what he said, Chen Chaoyang suddenly felt that he was a little narrow-minded in his displeasure just now, so he started to brag about each other, "Then you are also very good."

"That's right." Lu Fenghe smiled lazily, nodded, and responded unceremoniously, "I don't care who it is."

This brother's tone was a bit sloppy, and Chen Chaoyang instantly wanted to take back that business bragging.

There was another commotion in front of the class, Chen Chaoyang, who sat in the back, had no idea what was going on.

Occasionally, a few words can be heard from the front.

"Seating?"

"Who arranges this? Isn't it based on grades? We're only one point apart. Let's sit together?"

"I'm with Gao Xiong."

Chen Chaoyang went over to take a picture with his mobile phone to join in the fun, then came back and sat down, poking his mobile phone like an old man, squinting his eyes, "Let me see... what the hell."

His reaction was like someone stepped on his tail.

Lu Fenghe is not interested in the seating chart, anyway, he doesn't know anyone except Chen Chaoyang.

No, there is also that little cotton.

Chen Chaoyang wanted to see who he was sitting with first, but he scanned the two-character name at a glance, Xia Zhuo.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the person next to Xia Zhuo, Lu Fenghe.

Chen Chaoyang didn't care about the little awkwardness just now, and showed him the phone, "You and Xia Zhuo, what kind of fate is this, Yuelao locked it up."

Suddenly, with a sound of "da", Xia Zhuo just passed by after rinsing the water glass, and the lid of the water glass in his hand fell off.

It was so hard to die, the lid of the water cup rolled down at Lu Fenghe's feet.

Lu Fenghe looked up at her, then lowered his head and bent over to pick it up.

The lid got a bit dirty and had to be washed again.

After picking up the things and handing them to her, he blushed when he saw the person with his head bowed.

Picking up a water glass lid won't...

Lu Fenghe paused, thinking that she must have heard what Chen Chaoyang said just now.

Xia Zhuo reached out and quickly took the lid of the water cup away, and said, "Thank you."

Then quickly fled the scene.

It seems that there are monsters eating people here.

Chen Chaoyang watched the excitement with his eyes open, and when he saw people leaving, Lu Fenghe gave him a cold look, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't talk nonsense."

Chen Zhaoyang was dumb for a moment. As a friend of women, what he thought in his heart was:

Tsk, this brother protects his shortcomings and can deal with it.