December followed after the sports meeting and the weather became colder and colder.

During the dinner on Tuesday, Zhang Jie asked Yin Xinhui: "What happened on Saturday?"

Yin Xinhui honestly explained: "My sister's company organized an event to travel abroad, and she wanted to meet me before leaving." On Saturday, she did not go to the celebration banquet because she met Yin Xinya, and she didn't know how they ate later.

"Huh? Do you have a sister?" Zhang Jie was a little surprised. She had never heard of it before. She always thought she was an only child. However, Yin Xinhui never mentioned her own affairs to others. It seemed that everyone hadn't asked.

"Well. We haven't seen each other for more than a month on the sports meeting."

"Don't you meet on weekends?"

"Her company is very far from our home and only returns home once a month. She usually lives in an apartment."

Zhang Jie nodded and continued to eat.

When he was sleeping at night, Luo Jujuan suddenly talked about the name of the person in the class and asked: "Which classmate do you think has a good name?"

"I think your name is quite nice, Luo Jujuan." Zhang Jie said first.

"Oh. Thank you! I'll tell my mother when I go back and say it to her, she will definitely be very happy when she hears it." Luo Jujuan's name was named by her mother.

"I think the name Zou Jiming is good." Yin Xinhui lay on the bed.

"Yes, I feel so too." Zhang Jie said while reading text messages in the quilt.

"The name Ling Shun is quite special." Luo Jujuan admired Wang Wei's deskmate's name quite admired.

"Xiao Han's name is also good." Wang Wei is a representative of Chinese language subjects and always thinks that Xiao Han's name is well-known.

Yin Xinhui closed her eyes: "It would be good if it was replaced by Xiao with the word "cao". Xiao Han was not a good name no matter how you look at it - she always thought that Xiao Han's name was Xiao Han.

The dormitory suddenly became quiet.

Yin Xinhui could feel the surging waves behind this silence: Did she say something wrong?

Zhang Jie suddenly called out: "Xiao Han's Xiao is Xiao with the word "cao". Which Xiao do you think he is?" She looked at Xiao Han's name in the address book of her mobile phone.

"Huh? Isn't the 'elimination' of 'elimination' not three points of water?" Yin Xinhui always thought that "Xiao Han" was "Xiao Han", so she thought his name was very ordinary.

"No, no! It's "Xiao" from "Empress Xiao". Yin Xinhui, you have known Xiao Han for so long, but you don't know how to write his name?" Wang Wei asked.

"But I just contacted his people, not his name." Yin Xinhui felt that she was as embarrassed as a player who scored an own goal in a football game. In real life, the surname "Xiao" is more common, so she took preconceptions.

"But you didn't look at the notice behind the classroom? The exam room arrangements and grade rankings for each exam have Xiao Han's name." Luo Jujuan said. Xiao Han's name can be seen at a glance, and they are basically in the top five.

"I didn't look closely." Yin Xinhui said reluctantly. She didn't look much at all.

"I'll talk to Xiao Han tomorrow as a joke." Zhang Jie laughed out loud.

Dizzy. Don't be like this.

Yin Xinhui was extremely regretful: If she knew that something like this would happen tonight, she would ask him to sign a name for herself when she asked him for questions.

Sunday night.

The boarding student has to go back to school to study on Sunday night.

Zhang Jie doesn’t go to evening self-study on Sunday nights, and she always returns to school on Monday mornings.

Xiao Han, Jia Peilin and other boys have started school until now, it seems that they only go to the classroom to study on Sunday nights on evenings. However, Sun Zeqi, who is not a boarding student, often comes to study on weekends.

So every Sunday night there are only a few people in the classroom.

Yin Xinhui was spreading her exercise book on the table. She was originally focusing on making English clozes when she suddenly heard the noisy behind the classroom. Then Sun Zeqi's scream came: "Xiao Han, Jia Peilin, why are you here?"

His voice was too loud, and Xinhui couldn't ignore it, so he looked behind the classroom.

Xiao Han and Jia Peilin both walked to their seats with their backpacks in uniforms and sat down.

It seems that these two people didn’t come to study on Sunday nights. Today the sun came out from the west? But now it’s evening, and the sun has already set.

"I will submit my English composition tomorrow, so I will put my homework book here." Xiao Han glanced at the classroom.

In addition, he and Jia Peilin have a total of 9 people. Class 8 is really "prosperous".

Yin Xinhui was wondering why he came to the evening study last Sunday. It turned out that he was here to write an English composition. On Saturday, the English teacher assigned an English composition before school. Before school, he said that he would hand it on Monday, and many students were busy packing things and didn't listen much. Unexpectedly, he listened to it.

Yin Xinhui turned around, paused slightly, and A in brackets penetrated the paper deeply. She looked at her watch, 7:50. Then she buried her head and continued to fill in the blanks.

After finishing the English cloze and reading comprehension, Yin Xinhui took out the chemistry paper and began to study chemistry questions.

After class every week, the chemistry teacher will give a set of test papers to students in Class 8. I don’t know where he found the set of papers, and the questions are a bit difficult. The teacher always makes a buzz with words: “You have done such difficult questions, and the college entrance examination is nothing, and there must be no problem.”

Yin Xinhui was good at chemistry, but the chemistry teacher always had one or two questions in her paper, which was particularly perverted. Just like this tonight, the fill-in-the-blank questions were very bizarre, and she had never been exposed to similar knowledge points at all.

During the break, she took the paper and asked Xiao Han.

Xiao Han had already finished writing English compositions and was reading classical Chinese. Seeing her walking over, he pushed the Chinese practice aside and took her paper to read it.

Yin Xinhui pointed to the fill-in-the-blank question: "What does this question mean?"

Xiao Han glanced at the topic, and a strange light flashed through his calm black eyes: "I'm not sure about this. I've read a book before and said this. But I put that book in the dormitory." He sat upright.

Why is this happening? Isn’t he a master among chemistry experts? Is there anything he can’t remember?

Yin Xinhui bit her lower lip and she will hand in her homework tomorrow morning. Has he not done the chemistry test yet?

"Let me do this, I'll go back and take a look and I'll give you a reply to it tonight." Xiao Han looked at her with a deep look on his face.

"How did you answer me?" She still didn't understand.

"I'll just send you a message. What's your mobile phone number?" He took out his cell phone.

"Uh?" Yin Xinhui was stunned.

"Idiot, how did you listen? Ask you what your mobile phone number is?" Why are you so slow to react?

Yin Xinhui said reluctantly: "I don't know either." Will he be despised by him if he says this? But she really doesn't remember it.

Xiao Han sighed, "Just take out your phone and call me."

"But I didn't bring my cell phone to the classroom." Xinhui felt very embarrassed. She never had the habit of bringing her cell phone to evening self-study.

"Then why did you buy a mobile phone?"

"It's not what I want to buy." She didn't want a mobile phone at the beginning, and she thought it was troublesome. Yin Xinya said that she wanted to contact her and asked her mother to buy her. She didn't have a mobile phone when she was in her first and second year of high school. Yin Xinya said that she would buy a mobile phone in the third year of high school, so that she could contact her if there was an emergency.

Xiao Han's expression was a little helpless and depressed, and even mixed with a little frustration. This was the first time Yin Xinhui saw this expression.

"Ah! I have it!" She suddenly remembered something, quickly walked back to her seat, flipped out the English notebook from the drawer, and took it to Xiao Han. She opened the title page of the notebook, which contained a string of mobile phone numbers, "I'm writing it here." Just in case.

Xiao Han's expression relaxed, he smiled slightly, and shook his head while typing the number on his phone: "I have never seen anyone who remembers your mobile phone number like this."

Didn’t you see it now? Xinhui said silently.

Xinhui closed the notebook when he entered the number, he hesitated for a second, and asked him, "Will you really give me the answer tonight?" He looked like a person who ignored his studies as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

Xiao Han smiled and said, "Nonsense." Put away your phone.

When I returned to the dormitory in the evening, after washing up, Yin Xinhui remembered something and took out her cell phone from the cabinet and turned it on immediately.

Luo Jujuan washed an apple and read ancient poems while eating. Wang Wei took an English book and memorized the words.

It seems that there is no text message yet. Did he forget it? Yin Xinhui threw her phone on the bed and climbed up herself.

The phone suddenly shook. She was so scared that she almost fell off the bed.

Luo Jujuan and Wang Wei were sweating coldly when they watched below: "Yin Xinhui, be careful."

After sitting down, Xinhui opened her phone and saw that it was a string of strange numbers, with two text messages. She opened the first one, and the four words "I am Xiao Han" came to her eyes first. She silently read two messages in her heart, which explained in detail the chemistry questions she asked tonight.

He didn't forget. He was a little moved deep in his heart.

The last sentence of the second text message is: This knowledge point is actually beyond the syllabus, just understand it, and you generally don’t take the exam.

Generally, she doesn't take the exam. She has been struggling with this question for so long.

Xinhui touched her phone and slowly made a text message: Thank you!

Press the Send key.

Yin Xinhui saved his number and entered the word "Xiao Han". Looking at the two words, she couldn't help but remember what Luo Jujuan said about the names of the classmates in the class that night. It turned out that he had this name, and it was indeed quite good-looking.

The phone was shocked again.

And text messages?

Xinhui opened it and saw only two words on it: You are kind.
Chapter completed!