Return to life from the beginning of re-reading

"separated!"

Chen Zhe replied casually, with a relaxed expression.

"Break up? When..."

Wang Yiyi raised his voice a little and then hurriedly covered his mouth. Thinking of Chen Zhe's decadent state these two days, he let out an "oh" in relief.

But in the next second, Wang Yiyi said in an educational tone: "This is the reason why you are an old cow eating young grass? We are repeat students. Maybe this is our last chance to prove ourselves. You can't take revenge on your ex. Give yourself up?"

Chen Zhe was surprised and said, "What is it? What did you think? I lost my mobile phone, so I borrowed someone else's mobile phone to make a call."

Wang Yiyi had disbelief written all over his face.

"Also, why am I an old cow? I'm only 19 years old, and I'm only one year older than the freshman in high school. If I'm an old cow, you're an old cow."

"Bah, you're an old cow." Wang Yiyi blushed rarely.

The two quickly finished their meal and left, fully demonstrating their state of preparation for the battle against the clock.

On the other side, five or six girls were paying attention to Chen Zhe almost the whole time.

"Let's go, Tangtang, no wonder so many people chased you, but you didn't agree. It turned out to be because of him."

A girl joked: "But this one is so handsome, he can be appointed as a county lieutenant colonel."

"No way, don't talk nonsense, he is the one who helped me get ahead today, if it wasn't for him, I don't even know what would happen today."

Tang Xiaomi couldn't help stroking her chest with lingering fear when she mentioned it.

"Is he the hero who saved the beauty?"

The eyes of several girls lit up, and one of them said: "This is not right, you have a good face and a martial arts, although the plot of your encounter is a bit clichéd, but he is classic."

"That's right, such a responsible and capable boy is much better than those stinky fish and rotten shrimps in our class. They are simply a rare species."

"Hands are fast, hands are slow!"

Tang Xiaomi was a little shy from being ridiculed, and hurriedly stopped, "Stop, stop, you're still thinking about this after the college entrance examination is about to happen. He just caught up with the meeting and just helped me. Besides, he is a repeat student. Even if I want him, he won't." Definitely will."

"Isn't that an admission? How dare you say no."

Tang Xiaomi stomped anxiously, "Who admits..."

At this time, a girl suddenly said: "Do you think the girl he is with is his partner? The relationship between the two of you seems unusual."

This sentence immediately left the scene cold. Several people looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Tang Xiaomi.

And as the central figure of the topic, he has already entered the classroom on the fourth floor. The atmosphere of the repeating class is much duller than that of the freshman class. It is not even a little bit, and the classroom is already full of people. It is very quiet, and there are occasional flipping books. Voice.

When the two of Chen Zhe entered the classroom, almost no one looked at him. Occasionally, those who looked up only took a quick glance, and then buried their heads in the book mountain again.

For them, what looks good or not is just floating clouds, and they really only read the books of sages and sages with one heart, and keep their ears out of the window.

Returning to his seat, Wang Yiyi stuffed him with the exam papers for the morning simulation, then lay on the table and flipped through the book, with his chest protruding against the edge of the table, the rounded arc full of youthful flavor.

In the past, Chen Zhe would stare at it from time to time, but now he glanced over it in a hurry and flipped through the simulation paper. Some of the questions on it looked familiar, but he couldn't think of a solution, and some of the questions were simply unfamiliar. .

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

Without being overly entangled, I put away the papers, found all the books in the three years of high school from the piles of textbooks on the desk, and started to make plans.

Blind review without a plan may bring twice the result with half the effort.

Targeted review is the best option.

He is a liberal arts student, and his memory has been good since he was a child, but he is very partial to subjects.

Back-to-back subjects such as comprehensive literature and Chinese are not difficult, and the rest are English and mathematics.

His English and mathematics have been declining since the first year of high school. Every time he takes an exam, it is not a question of scoring, but whether he can maintain a double-digit score.

As long as you have a certain amount of vocabulary in high school English, not to mention high scores in the test, it is still easy to pass. Chen Zhe's poor English is purely because he doesn't like it, and he puts more experience on essays and writing.

Writing is one of his few hobbies. Although the level is not satisfactory, it has been maintained for more than ten years.

High school mathematics is not difficult, but poor mathematics is a common problem in many high schools.

There is no shortcut, you have to start from scratch. It is basically impossible to re-engrave the college entrance examination papers with the advantage of rebirth. No matter how good his memory is, it will be worn out after more than ten years. The only thing that impresses him is the college entrance examination composition.

This also depends on his hobby of writing. He always likes to go back and think carefully about the things he has written.

The composition of the college entrance examination is [-] points, which is considered a waste.

After making a plan, Chen Zhe started flipping through the book, starting with the simplest comprehensive essays, and flipping through the pages one by one, the memories of the past were awakened and deepened bit by bit.

As the time passed by, the entire third year of senior high school, including the re-reading class, had already attended the class and entered the free review mode. Usually, there would be two teachers of different subjects waiting in the classroom to answer students' difficult questions.

Wang Yiyi stretched his waist, moved his sore neck, and glanced at Chen Zhe inadvertently. His side face faintly produced an illusion of brilliance under the sunlight, and he was a little stunned for a while. .

She has seen Chen Zhe's face for almost a year, and she always feels something is different today.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that I came back to my senses, and a blush could not help but float on my face.

Chen Zhe raised his head, blinked his sour eyes, looked out of the window a few times, glanced at Wang Yiyi, and asked strangely, "Why are you blushing?"

"Ah I……"

Wang Yiyi panicked, but fortunately she pointed out the window wittily, "It's hot in the sun."

"It's really hot."

Chen Zhe nodded. He felt a little hot sitting on the outside, and asked casually, "What time is it?"

"3:2."

Chen Zhe was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he could read books steadily for more than two hours. It seems that motivation comes from goals.

His goal is not Qingbei, he has self-knowledge and only wants to enter a better undergraduate college.

In the past two hours, he has gone through all three subjects of Wenzhong, and he doesn't want to memorize it all at once. He has memorized some of the most impressive points. If he didn't remember it, he will deepen his impression from brushing the questions later.

Math and English are also a strategy.

Chen Zhe felt a prehistoric force brewing in his body, got up and walked out.

"Why are you going?" Wang Yiyi asked.

"Liberate the workforce, together?"

"What liberates the labor force?" Wang Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.

"Look at the shape of your mouth."

Chen Zhe pointed to his mouth, peeing...

Wang Yiyi spat and said angrily, "Lazy people shit a lot."

After solving the domestic needs, Chen Zhe started to flip through the math books, starting from the first year of high school, focusing on memorizing formulas, and trying to answer the sample problems in the books.

Time flies, the sun sets and takes away the last ray of light from the earth, and the incandescent lamps illuminate the entire classroom. It is already dinner time, and nearly half of the repeat students have not left.

Wang Yiyi went to buy a meal, but Chen Zhe didn't leave, he was still answering the questions. The mathematics in the first year of high school was relatively simple, but since the second year of high school, his speed slowed down and it was difficult to understand.

At this time, a voice broke the silence of the repetition class, "Which one is Chen Zhe?"

"I am, is something wrong?"

Chen Zhe raised his head and looked suspiciously at the strange boy at the door.

"Someone is looking for at the school gate."

"Okay, thank you."

Without asking who it was, Chen Zhe cleared the table, got up and left the classroom.