Chapter 152 Xinyu talks in sleep, sweet

Chapter 152 Xinyu talks in sleep, sweet

Chen Yuan had actually seen the future at this moment.

However, because the shadow of the future is silent and he cannot hear the voice of the phantom of the future, he has been thinking about what Xia Xinyu said with a smile and a subtle 'mocking' expression, and why it looks so sweet. ?

And Xinyu lived up to his expectations.

Even though he saw the future, he was still almost shot through the heart when he reached this future.

Xinyu, you guy...

So cute.

"Why, do you think I will pinch you hard or bite you?"

Xia Xinyu looked at Chen Yuan curiously, wanting to know what the other person was thinking.

"Well..." Chen Yuan shook his head, not sure how to describe it, and then said generously, "But even if I take two bites, why not?"

I don’t feel sorry for you, and I don’t feel aggrieved either.

This is what I want... No, I am willing to pay like this.

Pay tribute to the kind of love.

"The tone is getting weird, and I feel like you are going to say something weird." Xia Xinyu slowly let go of her hand, feeling that Chen Yuan had something hidden that she hadn't discovered yet. But after discovering it, it may be quite unacceptable.

"It's a joke, don't take it seriously."

"I don't like being bullied by girls!" 》

——"I heard that as long as you add the book title and say it for a long time, it will look like a light novel."

"But if my aunt... relatives haven't left on Friday, then I might not be able to go." Xia Xinyu declared in advance.

In fact, taking a vacation is not that painful. After all, it is a routine activity once a month. If it happened every time, someone would have committed suicide long ago. Xia Xinyu's pain threshold is quite high. For her, the pain was the most intense on the first day. After the third or fourth day, it becomes almost natural, with only some residual power.

And Friday is the third day of school. If you haven't adjusted by then, follow Chen Yuan. If you suddenly get sidetracked... it will be quite troublesome.

"Having a good rest is a prerequisite. You can go to KTV at any time." Chen Yuan said with a smile, "If you can't go, I won't go either. I will play my favorite egg party with you at home..."

"Huh? Who loves Eggman's party the most..."

"Then you can play anything else."

"No need." Seeing that Chen Yuan was about to miss some topics, Xia Xinyu pulled him back and said quite magnanimously, "It hurts a lot today, please stay with me. When that time comes, it won't be necessary. Let's talk to everyone Let’s get together well, after all, winning the championship is a very happy thing, and everyone hopes you will be here.”

"really."

If I didn’t go to those people, I would be ashamed to gather with them.

The winner of the boss championship is not there, and a bunch of role players are left celebrating. Isn't this the word "bath, monkey, crown"?

But this is biased. There is indeed a champion between the monkey and the crown.

"I have my monthly exam tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early..."

"Then let me go back."

"No need." Xia Xinyu waved her hand, pointed to the lamp and said, "You can study here, turn off the light and turn on the desk lamp, and then go back when you are about to go to bed. It just so happens that I can supervise your study here for a while. .”

"Supervisor, do you mean that if I don't study hard, I will be thrown out with my chair?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Today, I probably don't have the energy." Xia Xinyu said with a smile.

Make it as if it is normal...

She's just a charming person with a soft body.

"Okay, have a good rest. If you want to drink hot water, tell me." Chen Yuan turned off the light, then turned on the lamp in front of the desk, started to light the remaining wax, and held a candle for a night walk.

Xia Xinyu didn't bother him. She pulled the quilt up and covered her chest. She rested her head on the pillow comfortably. As soon as she closed her eyes, she was attracted by the rustling sound of turning pages. Then, he slowly turned his gaze and looked at the other person's back...

I was sleeping and he was doing homework.

It's like living together...

When she thought that one day in the future, the two of them would no longer be neighbors and actually live in the same room, Xia Xinyu felt distorted and too fantastic.

A month ago, before her parents died, she lived alone and never had a second person in the room. The only entertainment a person can have at home is to listen to light music with headphones and read novels for a while.

For her, this is a top-notch enjoyment.

After all, as a student, her only responsibility is to study. She had never thought about things other than studying.

As for love, at least think about it when you get to college. She even said that she had already made plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and even if she did go to university, she would still not have any thoughts of falling in love in that relaxed and free environment.

It was not love at first sight for Chen Yuan.

Every time we met before, it was as if the other person saw me, so naturally and without a trace.

Without these changes, the neighbor's big boy would have confessed to himself...

No, I can't be sure myself.

Because she now likes Chen Yuan too much, she has also added various emotions to Chen Yuan in her previous memories.

What would we do without such profound experiences and ordinary relationships and love?

Have no idea.

It can only be said that Chen Yuan went beyond his own plans in life.

Recalling her formal encounter with him that day, Xia Xinyu at this moment was just - glad.

Great, not dead.

Great, received his star.

Great, break through all resistance and follow him to Xia Hai.

It's great to be liked by him.

And, that’s great…

【I like you so much too】

"..."

It affects learning, a lot of things affect learning.

Xia Xinyu may have been confused by the pain in her head, and forgot that she also placed a mirror on the table, which happened to be able to catch a glimpse of her eyes that were not closed peacefully at all, but looked at them with a smile.

And because this guy smiled so sweetly, Chen Yuan couldn't help but waste energy on using Chaozi's listening ability.

Then, I heard this sentence.

Confessed.

It’s ‘heart talk’ again.

But maybe, there is no difference?

She said it in her heart, and her heart heard it. The two hearts are so close to each other.

Maybe there really is no need to rush in establishing a relationship.

To be honest, Chen Yuan was really envious of the intimate and seductive aspects of Zhou Yu's plan. But in retrospect, the reason they needed to confess to each other was the uncertainty of their relationship. Nothing they experienced was so profound.

To be honest, Yuzi is not sure that Jiaozi will be his in the future, if the relationship does not progress in the past two years.

But Chen Yuan confirmed:

Xia Xinyu is mine.

So what am I in a hurry for?

What the hell...

I just want to be kissed, hugged and seduced.

Genko, I am nothing more than that.

no.

My monthly exam is only one day later than Xinyu's, so I should try my best to at least get rid of my reputation as a handyman disciple of Class 18 and become a boy who sits down and plays the flute!

Therefore, during this period of time, Chen Yuan completed half a set of mathematics papers, which included multiple-choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions, plus three basic answer questions, with a total score of 116 points.

It only took him seventy minutes, and he won 108 of them based on his strength and without cheating.

The points deducted were for one multiple-choice question, the second answer to a fill-in-the-blank question, and the other three answer questions perfectly, not missing a single point.

He looked at the optional questions that he had not done and found that they were quite easy and could be solved.

Two difficult problems can be solved at least half, or even more than half.

And this is over one hundred and thirty.

Although it is slightly lower than the average score of Class 141, after all, it has only been a serious sprint for a month. Such progress is already exaggerated.

If you have this level during the monthly exam, you can increase your English score by another 50 points, from 67 to 120. Even if other subjects are stuck at the same level, you can still get a score of 570.

And this ranking should be around 240, which is a huge jump of six to seven hundred places.

However, only the top 100 students are included in the school's honor roll.

Tang Siwen 611 is on the edge of the top 100, ranked 88th.

The 100 people who took the last exam were a student from Class 2, and their score was 604.

In other words, the possibility of reaching the top 100 and officially becoming a genius... is it almost impossible?

It's okay, even if you don't reach it this time, there is still an interim.

The midterm exam is still the joint exam of the Xia Hai Seven School Alliance, so it has greater reference significance.

What, which seventh school?

Six provincial experiments and one city experiment have reached their peak, a very valuable brother!

Moreover, these schools are so arrogant that they don’t even include No. 4 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School, leaving them with Haizhong and the High School Affiliated to create the “Haidong Four High Schools”.

Hey, the fourth son is here, little trash, this is our territory (a hip-hop dance), listen up, our Seventh School of Xiahai held a very cool joint examination (a hip-hop dance), but guess, who was not invited?

U!

What?

The Seven Schools Alliance of Xia Hai doesn’t even deserve the shoes of Kaidong Si Gao?

Heizi, shut up, 7\u003e4 don’t understand?

"Ha..." He covered his mouth and yawned. Seeing that it was already quite late, Chen Yuan put all the books in his bag and zipped it up. When he got up and was about to turn off the desk lamp, he saw Xia Xinyu lying on her side in a rather irregular sleeping position, with one bare foot exposed outside the quilt, but her expression was very peaceful, as if she was asleep...

But there was another phantom, sitting up from the bed.

Then he lowered his head, held his face with his hands, and shook his head slightly, as if he was restraining something, showing the shyness of the girl and the nervous state of the goddess in a profound way.

In other words, after three minutes, there is a high probability that I will not be in the room. Only then will she start to have attacks, secretly.

This super son is no longer strong, but a little abnormal.

If Xia Xinyu planned to take a shower after she went out, wouldn't she be able to see Xia Xinyu walking back and forth in the room wearing only her underwear...

No, Chaozi is about to brush, and he has to remind Xinbao to take a bath tomorrow.

However, the weather has turned cold, and she still sleeps like this, putting her fair and delicate little feet, which have a beautiful curvature like jade, and her nails are cut very cleanly, and they will probably smell fragrant when she holds them in her hands. She is going to catch a cold.

Chen Yuan walked to the bed, gently pulled the quilt and placed it on her feet.

Then this guy continued to kick the quilt as if he was rebellious.

So, Chen Yuan simply moved the entire quilt. Put her in a centered position and then plan to leave. At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Chen Yuan's wrist, making him stand still.

He slowly turned around and looked at the girl who was still sleeping soundly. Because the night was so quiet, she could hear her light breathing...

"Need not."

Suddenly, Xia Xinyu spoke.

But the eyes are closed.

Is it talking in sleep?

Chen Yuan said nothing, not wanting to 'wake up' her.

So what did she want to say in her sleep... ah no, what kind of sleep talk was she about to 'unintentionally' say?

"It's really not necessary. It takes up too much space at home."

"It's too expensive."

"Besides, this..."

"I will only wear it once in my life..."

It turned out that it was such a dream.

In the dream, at that age, the two of them still had not escaped "poverty", and Xia Xinyu, who was diligent and thrifty in managing her family, was still so pragmatic. And because the dream is so real and immersive, it gives people such a strong sense of picture...

Holding back his smile, Chen Yuan frantically suppressed his urge to break the skill.

If he didn't see the future, he would really feel like he was talking in his sleep.

After all, Chen Yuan had heard someone suddenly shouting ‘Disabled!’ while taking a lunch break! ’, waking up half the boys in the class.

Therefore, not everyone’s dreams are imaginative.

This kind of realistic sleep talk is normal.

But no matter how you think about it, Yuzi is trying to paint a picture for yourself, trying hard to instill a thought, and repeatedly saying: Don't worry, don't worry, I will be yours sooner or later.

Okay, okay, I'm not in a hurry.

They all started talking in my sleep to comfort me, what else can I do?

Slowly letting go of her hand, Xia Xinyu turned around and continued to pretend to be asleep.

"Good night, Xinbao."

After saying this in an extremely low voice, the lights in the room went dark.

Chen Yuan left the room with his schoolbag on his back and closed the door gently.

The ambiguous nickname just disappeared into the dark night, silently.

Then, a thousand ripples were set off...

After closing the door, Xia Xinyu sat up from the bed, covered her face with her hands, and shook her head: "I must not have been found out... I slept so seriously."

Xia Xinyu made reference to the girl who suddenly talked in her sleep during lunch break at school.

At that time, everyone was sleeping quietly, and then the female classmate sitting behind me suddenly said - hug me.

Then she turned her head and saw that the other party was still asleep and never spoke again.

Therefore, she concluded that people who talk in their sleep are unconscious. They suddenly say a sentence or a paragraph and then never say it again. This is a very standard sleep talk.

She described to Chen Yuan a dream about taking wedding photos...

The reason is to let the other party know that she is extremely sure of what their relationship is. Moreover, in her dream, she had confidently seen each other's future.

So boys, at this stage, studies should be the main focus.

But why is my face so hot?

My forehead is also hot.

As hot as a fever...

He he he he... what did he just call me? !

The title that made Xia Xinyu blush for a long time when it first appeared on the cake actually appeared in this way.

Sure enough, Chen Yuan was not as stubborn as he imagined.

She only dared to call Xinbao in a low voice while I was sleeping...

coward.

…………

When Xia Xinyu's monthly exams started on the second day, Chen Yuan also started the first day of the monthly exams.

And the first subject, Chinese.

Students from other classes were scattered to various examination rooms.

But the class atmosphere in Class 18 is too harmonious. In line with the principle of never abandoning or giving up, they must be together even if it is an exam.

Therefore, one-third of the students in Examination Room 31 are from Class 18.

did you see?

This is class cohesion.

Sitting behind Chen Yuan is the fat brother in the class, Yu Jiacheng.

"Brother Yuan has been studying so hard recently. It looks like he has hope of breaking into the top 30 exams." Yu Jiacheng talked to Chen Yuan after finishing a box of Anmuxi in one gulp.

"Top thirty?" Chen Yuan smiled and replied forcefully, "Top three."

"Six six six, you are so crazy, brother."

Yu Jiacheng also laughed, and then pretended to sigh, but in fact, in order to show the difference in class, he said rather disgustingly: "The answer sheet was filled in the wrong place last time, otherwise I should be around 27th exam room. But it's okay, Brother Liyuan The back is pretty good too.”

"That's true."

Chen Yuan also expressed his understanding of this. But after he finished speaking, he added: "But I have one thing to say. I think the candidates with test numbers after 11310912 did not understand the questions."

"..." Yu Jiacheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at his exam number.

11310913.

Riding on a horse, all beings above you are equal, but everyone below you is hierarchical, right?

hateful!

If you're ranked one higher than me, you're going to ride on my face, right?

My fault is that the English answer sheet was filled out in the wrong place. Otherwise, the score would have been increased by 30. The score should have been 534, which happened to be stuck on the first line.

If I hadn't been so sloppy last time, I would have been able to say that - with all due respect, candidates below the first level don't know how to do the questions at all.

Damn it, let him pretend!

"But you've been so good at math lately. I feel like if you improve your score by 20 or more and add a little more in English... hell, your room for improvement will make me jealous."

In the class, Yu Jiacheng's grades are above average, after all, he can often pass the top line. And a person like him, in terms of rank, is considered golden in the entire school. But in Lao Mo's class, it is a very standard diamond.

The school's admission rate is basically dragged down by the classes at the bottom.

So for Lao Mo and the school, having a first-class student in Class 18 is a achievement.

Then, there is another level, such as Zhang Chao, Zhang Zhuo, and He Meng, who are masters within 570 to 590, and are among the top 200 strongest in the school. There are very few such people, but every one of them is a key protection target and the core competitiveness of the parallel class.

Now that Zhou Fu is here again, it can be said that Lao Mo is lucky and has another powerful tool to surpass the same level class.

As for the pinnacle of Class 18, it is naturally the great and needless to say Tang Siwen.

The only king is unshakable.

In an ordinary high school, six teachers would provide one-on-one tutoring, and they would even take care of her emotions from time to time.

The remaining thirty-five people are potential stocks in the second-tier public sector and are striving to become first-tier stocks.

Like Big A, it is said to have potential, but it has been holding on to the 3,000 mark for ten years and is basically finalized.

Yu Jiacheng actually cares about his grades. Although he is called "Fat Brother" by everyone and seems to be a mess, he hopes that he can stay on the same line and open up a little gap with his brothers.

If I take the exam next time, I won’t be able to sit in this position!

The one who steps on the horse is getting serious.

Just to say that to Chen Yuan - I feel that those with a score below 540 are not able to understand the questions.

This is the sense of superiority.

While listening to Fat Brother's voice, Chen Yuan gradually developed a strong sense of competition.

Although my brothers usually play well, their grades are not very good, and they cannot compare with the real top students. But if you can crush your own brother, that would be great.

Of course, Chen Yuan did not regard Fat Brother as his opponent.

540 You want to be my lifelong enemy?

ridiculous.

Chen Yuan turned his head and looked at Zhou Fu sitting at the door. The other party noticed his gaze, so he smiled and made a scissor hand gesture to greet him.

Don't look at this guy who looks so gentle and kind, but he is actually very evil!

"Because I haven't taken the exam in the 11th Middle School, the school automatically divided me into exam room 31. Great, Chen Yuan, let's take the exam together."

"But the opportunity to be in the same examination room may only be this once, which is really regrettable..."

You are so sorry, but you are obviously laughing and never stop!

It can only be said that what schools compare is academic ability after all. In the Provincial Experimental High School, there may be some other episodes. But whenever exams come, everyone who cares about scores will be especially serious. This is why many people ask their teachers to correct their scores after taking the exam, saying that a certain question was misjudged.

Indeed, scores before the college entrance examination are of no use and are of no help to college admissions.

However, they all left school after the college entrance examination.

For students, every daily exam is a symbol of strength, status, and glory.

If it were Chen Yuan in the past, he would have swallowed his anger after being teased by Fat Brother. Who would have let him... get a low score?

But now, I’m going to start fighting even when I’m riding a horse!

After a while, a Chinese teacher came in with a test paper.

Liu Fang, she happens to be the Chinese teacher of Class 18.

But at the same time, she also leads Class 8.

He is a quasi-special class.

The reason why we teach the best class in liberal arts and also teach a weak class in science is because of the school's poverty alleviation policy - let excellent teachers teach a weak class at the same time to improve their chances of advancement.

However, she obviously prefers the talented group of liberal arts students in Class 8.

After each exam, she would copy out the best compositions in the exam paper and distribute them to the two classes, so that everyone could study and explain them.

However, due to the huge gap in level, the compositions written by Class 8 students were basically used as teaching materials, and the students in Class 18 were asked to read them unilaterally.

Among them, the compositions of Tang Siwen and several girls in the class can occasionally enjoy the opportunity to be copied and get out of the circle.

Although Chen Yuan's composition scored about 50 points, the standard for copying was at least 53 points or above, so it was not included in the 'World Channel'.

Liu Fang would often say sourly: "Chinese language scores have little to do with the quality of composition, but there are so many of you, how come you can't write composition well? Sure enough, science students are more straight-minded and don't understand romance."

Generally speaking, teachers prefer science subjects, while most Chinese teachers prefer liberal arts students.

Besides, she also teaches Class 8, so she likes students with literary talents even more.

As a special aid student, I mainly receive help from teachers in mathematics and English. The Chinese teacher has a very subtle attitude towards him. It's not that he doesn't like it, but he can only teach Chinese in a limited way. In addition, he is either doing math problems or memorizing English words. Liu Fang also understands that he wastes time to teach Chen Yuan Chinese. Useless.

Unless he can get to 580, Chinese is still over 100.

Then Liu Fang, I am very angry.

The bell rang five minutes before the exam. Liu Fang opened the papers, distributed them, and reminded them not to answer the questions.

After the official exam began, everyone started writing.

As usual, Chen Yuan worked on every question.

And then, as usual, after doing it he felt that he was all right, but all wrong.

That's right, this is Chinese language. You won't be hungry or you won't be able to eat enough.

A subject that relies entirely on the accuracy of multiple-choice questions to gain points!

But the good thing is that he got 6 points for memorizing ancient poems because he had memorized them with Chao Zi before.

OK, 2 points more than last time in Chinese.

Great progress!

Refers to: There is a 15-yuan eye at the beginning.

Then there are the extracurricular classical Chinese texts that I have never memorized, as well as the cliché reading comprehension questions. I can do them very naturally, but I am not completely sure.

Finally, with one hour and twenty minutes left, I got to the composition.

Proposition composition: the future.

Damn, that's so fitting!

And, it’s too simple.

Chen Yuan is well versed in stereotyped writing, and because he is better at description, he rarely fails in this kind of writing.

It’s only 800 words. A single chapter of the online article I read has 4,000 to 5,000 words. A few paragraphs of scene description can cover most of it.

But this is more appropriate for writing an argumentative essay.

The first paragraph throws out the conclusion, the last paragraph strengthens the main idea, and a little reasoning story is mixed in the middle. It sticks closely to the argument and says that fifty points is not just a handful...

But such a good question that is impossible to write wrong, does it have to be so stable?

I have always thought that I rely entirely on English and mathematics to gain points.

Can’t I learn Chinese?

Give it a try and use Chinese.

Even very excessive, used as a text to gain points!

Therefore, Chen Yuan chose a subject that even masters of Chinese language would not dare to touch lightly: novels.

The title is "My Eyes Can See the Future"

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I was hit by a cerebral palsy truck today, and it took me a long time to deal with it, so that’s it for this chapter. Everyone, go to bed early after reading this, mua.