After returning from the window, Su Jingzhen devoted all his energy to studying. In one month, the college entrance examination was about to begin. Although the college entrance examination had no impact on his future, he would always have an explanation for so many years.

And even if he doesn't commit, it won't work. All the classmates around him are like this. If he doesn't review and prepare for the battle alone, he will have nothing else to do and not find a playmate. What else can he say? One word is: do it.

On the contrary, Su Kuang and his wife ignored their son now. They were busy just to make trouble for their new factory. There were several vacant factories to choose from. During this period, the two of them were inspecting back and forth to see where the factory was more convenient and cheap.

As for Su Jingzhen, he is ready to go abroad, and foreign schools do not look at the college entrance examination results, so it doesn’t matter.

But they both forgot that Su Jingzhen would go to Hong Kong in June to take the SAT, but the US imperial examination was relatively simpler than the college entrance examination. For Chinese students, as long as they could pass the language barrier, there was nothing to say.

So Su Jingzhen didn't remind his parents, and he reviewed silently at school, but others were reviewing mathematics, physics and chemistry, but he mainly reviewed English...

In front of his seat, two girls were whispering. Jiang Wenting asked Chen Hua in a low voice: "Hey, Jing Zhen came back from the window on Sunday. Have you brought you a gift?"

"How could he sell me gifts when he went with his father?" Chen Hua expressed his confusion, and she hadn't received a gift from Su Jingzhen for a long time.

"Hey, why can't it be? It's right for him to go out with his dad, but that doesn't mean he can't buy gifts, right?"

Chen Hua shook his head: "No, he didn't say he gave me a gift."

Jiang Wenting blinked and was a little curious: "You are so familiar with him, why didn't he express it?"

Chen Hua understood the meaning of the deskmate's words in seconds. Yu Guang looked behind him and saw that Su Jingzhen had no reaction, so he probably couldn't hear them whispering, so he said to his deskmate: "Didn't I tell you last time? I'm not suitable for him."

"Why is it not suitable? You don't tell the reason."

Chen Hua pursed his lips and organized the language and said, "My personality is pretty strong. He is lazy in one word, and he can't even push it. If it's nothing to be friends, if it's a pair, I can't help pushing him away. Then he doesn't like this, and we will quarrel, and it's very fierce."

"Ah? Is this still possible? Hey, no, how did you know? I've quarreled before?" Jiang Wenting was curious at first, but she came to her senses. How could Miss Chen know so clearly? There is a way (Note 1)!

Chen Hua twisted and refused to say it, but who is Jiang Wenting? He is known as the little witch of Tongguan Middle School. He stretched his hand to Chen Hua's waist and said viciously: "Girl, if you say not, you will be punished."

Before she could scratch her, Chen Hua felt itchy anymore. She couldn't help but replied coldly: "Let's go to class, stop making trouble!"

"No, if you don't explain it clearly today, you will be dead."

"You're going to die, don't be itchy!" Chen Hua had no solution to this deskmate. Besides, he was still in the classroom. Do you have to scratch it?

"Say or not!"

"Previously... a few years ago, I had a relatively close relationship." Chen Hua finally couldn't resist the little witch's intimidation and exploded.

Jiang Wenting widened her eyes, looked like she couldn't believe it, and her head came over and said quietly: "Really? How close is it?"

"It's not the kind of intimacy you imagine, or... it's, hey, I won't say it's that kind of intimacy."

"Have you ruined your body?"

"No!!! What did you say!"

"Then, have you kissed me?"

"No!! What's your mind?"

"Then, have you hugged me?"

"No!" Chen Hua finally said weakly.

"Nothing is called intimacy?" Jiang Wenting was angry. What's this called?

"Hey, you don't understand. This is a feeling. Do you know whether you know it?" Chen Hua despised his deskmate. The little girl just didn't understand this kind of spiritual communication.

Jiang Wenting curled her lips and retracted her seat. Her face was full of contempt. I don’t know Plato? She still has a tacit understanding. She has never had anything. Can it be called intimacy?

Su Jingzhen didn't know that the two girls sitting in front of him were despising each other, holding pens in his hands and copying hard. He didn't recall anything about the college entrance examination questions in his memory. The only thing that had an impression was the composition "Try".

He hesitated for a long time and wrote several essays with similar topics as concealment, and exchanged them with Chen Hua to correct each other. Although he did not dare to directly say the title of the essay, it is still possible to write some essays with similar content to deepen Chen Hua's impression.

"A Letter to Young People" is his composition title today. It is written in the tone of an elder, allowing the younger generation to be brave enough to try new things and fight hard.

"Xiao Hua, this is today's composition, you can change it." After Su Jingzhen wrote the last word, he did not change the typo, and directly handed it forward and handed it to Chen Hua.

"Oh, I'll take the time to change it. Class is coming soon." Chen Hua took it and took a look. Su Jingzhen's calligraphy is getting better and better now. I didn't find that his calligraphy is so beautiful before.

"Take it to me and see if Su Dacaizi's composition is written as a flower." Jiang Wenting stretched out her hand, grabbed the composition paper and started reading it.

Chen Hua was accidentally stolen and was about to snatch it back, Su Jingzhen reached out and poked her shoulder, and silently lipped in her mouth and said, "It's okay."

Chen Hua pursed his lips, a little unhappy. This was something Jing Zhen gave him. If it was a composition, it would be okay. What if it was something else? Jiang Wenting snatched it away without saying a word, and was not afraid of being seen by others.

Su Jingzhen didn't think that was anything. He and Jiang Wenting had been classmates for several years, and they were together in junior high school. It doesn't matter whether to give this composition to one person or two or two.

"Hey, Jing Zhen, your composition is quite well written, but this question seems to be a bit old. I remember it seems to be a college entrance examination question from a few years ago?

"Well, the question was from a few years ago, but the content requirements at that time were not like this. I cut it out half of it, why don't you two write one too?" Su Jingzhen of course knew that this question was old. He only read the previous college entrance examination essay questions a few days ago. This is the easiest question to write this year's college entrance examination content. How can you use it if you don't borrow it?

"Well, Xiaohua and I will write one during the evening self-study." Jiang Wenting agreed without even replying. Anyway, she had to write one every day, and what she wrote was not writing anything.

Chen Hua rolled his eyes, and he hadn't read it yet, so he wrote it on it?

Note: There is a saying in Guangdong: There is a way to go up a dog to a tile pit. What does this mean is that both men and women have a relationship.
Chapter completed!