Return to life from the beginning of re-reading

After eating, Chen Chen suddenly asked, "Can you ride a tricycle?"

Chen Zhe was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I used to ride when I was young."

"That's good."

Chen Chen smiled and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"You said."

"I want to sell the book while I have time, and go back to the city directly after the exam tomorrow." Chen Chen said.

It is normal for graduates to sell books. The day before the college entrance examination, there are waste collectors waiting for business at the school gate.

But Chen Zhe was still a little surprised, "I thought a student like you wouldn't care about these things."

"Why don't you care? They were all bought with money, and they can be sold for a lot of money." Chen Chen said seriously.

"Let's go then."

Chen Zhe joked, "You have earned the first pot of gold in your life without entering the society."

"That's right, after the book is sold, I'll treat you to a Coke."

Chen Chen borrowed a tricycle from the cafeteria, and Chen Zhe helped her pack up all the books in the classroom and dormitory, filled the cart full, and sold it at the waste recycling station.

It weighed 140 catties, and most of them were papers and question books.

No wonder she is No.1 in grade, and the two masters in Chen Zhe's dormitory don't have as many books as hers.

During the college entrance examination period, other grades in the county are on vacation, and only sporadic seniors in the teaching building are lit.

Chen Zhe didn't even bother to read books, his grades were basically finalized, and this evening, he was walking alone in the playground, planning his summer vacation life.

During the summer vacation, some of my plans can't be implemented for the time being, so I still have to focus on stocks and try to earn my first pot of gold before going to college.

People's thoughts change with time and the environment. Originally, they planned to tell Jiang Tao and them the reason for using the money after the college entrance examination, but now they have rejected it.

Of course, Chen Zhe didn't bring them the idea of ​​stock trading. It wasn't because he was selfish, but because this industry was addictive. With Jiang Tao's current mentality, once they tasted the sweetness, they might become addicted to it and become victims of the stock market crash after September.

As for Liu Li, I can remind her when the time is right, but I never heard of her stumble in the stock market in my last life.

For the choice of university, his first choice is Beijing and Jincheng, not for Zhang Meng, but because there are many opportunities there, and it is also close to Niucheng, which is only more than 400 kilometers away.

Before I knew it, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and Chen Zhe was about to go back to the dormitory when Wang Yiyi called.

"I thought you wouldn't call today." After answering the phone, Chen Zhe said with a smile.

Wang Yiyi suppressed his voice and said, "My mother followed me the whole time. I called you as soon as I got home. How was the exam today?"

"Feeling good about myself."

Chen Zhe said: "You should have done well in Chinese, right? You don't need to thank me, who made it so coincidental that you got the questions right."

"Thank you for your size, I was almost killed by you."

Chen Zhe felt that the situation was different from what he expected, and asked, "What's wrong? You haven't practiced writing in advance, have you?"

Wang Yiyi was silent, and there was only the sound of rapid breathing in the microphone.

"It's not true that I didn't write it?"

Wang Yiyi said angrily: "There are so many teachers betting on the questions, how could I be so busy, you didn't remind me, the moment I saw the composition, I was completely stupid and wasted a lot of time, even though I wrote it later , but I think my language is finished."

Chen Zhe was speechless. He put the candy to his mouth, but couldn't even lick it. What kind of luck is this?

"Chen Zhe, after thinking about it, I thought it was wrong. How could anyone bet on the question so accurately, and it was so accurate? Tell the truth, it was really your teacher who bet on it?"

"Of course, the college entrance examination papers are all sealed and guarded by the armed police. In fact, I'm also surprised who has such a great ability to get the questions in advance." Chen Zhe hurriedly said.

"Oh, that's right. Hey...I'll hang up first. I'll see you at school after the exam tomorrow afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhe sighed, this is fate!

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and it was another rare sunny day. Chen Zhe hadn't felt any better before in the morning of comprehensive literature and in the afternoon of English. After finishing all the exams, a sense of fatigue hit his heart.

It's the feeling of wanting to find a place to sleep for three days and three nights.

When Chen Zhe returned to the county, he made a serious summary. The composition was good, but English was still not good. In the end, there were many words in the English composition.

The college entrance examination was over, not as Wang Yiyi had expected, the school held a farewell party or something, more than half of the students sold their books and went home, and the rest were packing up.

The head teacher, Zhao Jun, came to the classroom several times and kept asking about this and that about how the exam was going, with a trace of parting melancholy on his expression.

In the third grade of high school, it was much more crazy. From time to time, ghosts and wolves howled from the window, accompanied by pieces of paper falling from the sky.

Someone threw it from above, and someone from below cleaned it up. A few aunts and uncles who somehow sneaked in rushed to clean up the papers all over the floor.

It was already six o'clock when Wang Yiyi arrived at the school, and the students in the repetition class had almost left.

"I thought there was a show tonight."

Wang Yiyi said with a bitter face: "I already told my parents that I won't be going back tonight. When I arrived at the dormitory just now, they had already left."

"I'm still here, why don't we go tonight?" Chen Zhe said with a smile.

Wang Yiyi took a step back vigilantly, "Who wants to spend the night with you, I still have time to go back now, you should go home too, probably your parents are waiting for you at home."

Indeed, after the exam in the afternoon, Shen Lan and Jiang Tao both called, but Chen Zhe had already said hello, going back tomorrow and tidying up tonight.

In fact, there was nothing to clean up. The book was sold with Chen Chen yesterday.

"You said you were coming, so I greeted my family specially, and I'll be back tomorrow... Forget it, you can come back if you want, and I'll take you to the car." Chen Zhe raised his eyebrows on purpose, with a heartbroken expression on his face look.

Wang Yiyi immediately hesitated, "You didn't tell me about the school situation earlier, really..."

"I was chatting with Mr. Zhao in class, and I forgot to tell you, are you going back or not? If you don't decide, you won't have a car." Chen Zhe urged.

"You don't come back, why should I go back."

Wang Yiyi said, and then asked hesitantly: "Can we not spend the night at night? Go back to the dormitory and sleep, okay?"

"I already asked someone to book the private room." Chen Zhe spread his hands.

He actually wanted to go to the Internet cafe to look up the profiles of the companies in his memory while he had time, so as to plan which stock to choose in the future.

"Is it still necessary to book in advance for private rooms in Internet cafes?" Wang Yiyi became puzzled.

"I don't usually use it, but what time is it now? The college entrance examination is over, and how many graduates in the county are thinking of venting tonight."

Wang Yiyi frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Then... we'll only be in the Internet cafe, and not go to other places, okay?"

The corner of Chen Zhe's mouth raised, and he stroked her hair, "Of course, what are you thinking."

"Don't mess with my hair." Wang Yiyi looked away angrily.

Since the night of Wang Yiyi's illness, occasional ambiguous actions have been common in their relationship.