Destined To Love You

45

If Meng Ting knew it was him, she would not come, but if she did, she would not be treated differently because it was him.

Jiang Ren said nothing, she thought about it, and took out the Chinese textbook for the first year of high school.

The first compulsory text is "Qinyuanchun Changsha". Meng Ting asked him: "Have you studied this?"

Jiang Ren glanced at it. There were a lot of notes in her book, and the notes of each sentence were written next to her. Their Chinese teacher was a dull middle-aged woman. He hadn't heard it in a class. Naturally, this word was unimpressed. But looking at Meng Ting's expectant eyes, it seemed that he should have learned it.

Regardless of what he has learned before, Jiang Ren nodded.

There was a little smile in her eyes: "Have you remembered that?"

There is no way to talk nonsense, Jiang Ren said: "No."

Meng Ting told him: "The college entrance examination Chinese textbook has a lot of points for memorizing poems. These are all sub-items and must not be lost."

She is very serious, her face is pink. Jiang Ren smiled: "Yeah."

Song Qinqin turned the paper beside him desperately.

She is dying.

This person hasn't read high school, right? The questions Jiang Ren could do with her second sister in junior high school could be wrong. Song Qinqin helped her glasses, hesitated to pull Meng listened: "Sister, come out."

Meng Ting went to the door with her.

Song Qinqin knew that this senior sister was a schoolgirl, and she looked more beautiful when she was close. She looked at it a few more times, and then said with a bitter face: "He has more than 20 points in math, and the correct multiple-choice questions are the last two."

Meng Ting: "..." She immediately understood what Song Qinqin meant. Most people are correct in the front of the multiple-choice questions, because the first is simple, and Jiang Ren is correct in the last two, definitely not because he can do it, but because he guessed it right.

If the first multiple-choice question is not possible, it proves to be a true zero foundation.

Meng Ting didn't know why, some wanted to laugh. She bit her lip, her face flushed: "He is the best student among poor students."

Song Qinqin agreed.

Song Qinqin said: "The appointments are all signed, I'll go back and study how to talk about it. Speaking Chinese today, you are all right, Senior Sister?"

Meng heard that it was okay, so Song Qinqin left. When I left, I also took away Jiang Ren's papers.

In the early summer night, there are occasional insects, and the weather is still unknown. It is not noisy, because the school has installed air-conditioning, and finally does not have to rely on old fans to cool off the heat.

Meng Ting sat down beside him while the air-conditioning sounded.

Around a table, sat him and her.

Jiang Ren was stunned.

He never thought that Meng Ting would sit with him. When she gets along with him, she always escapes mostly. Even if he knows that she has a gentle personality and loves to laugh, but because of his grumpy personality, she always says he is annoying.

They sit at the first table.

Since childhood, Jiang Ren has only sat at the same table with Hupengou friends. The boys play ball in the summer, which is dirty and smelly. And the girl beside him was fragrant and soft at the moment.