Very lucky.

Zhang Yao straightened her waist, and her slender and close-fitting summer school uniform showed her slender figure, which was full of the beauty of youth. She held the "Queen Xiong XX Collection" in her hand, as if she was reading a book seriously, but she was secretly looking at the pretty boy opposite the table with her eyes.

He is such a lucky guy.

This is actually a pun.

Zhang Yao blinked and recalled the thrilling scene at the entrance of the library. If the hammer hit her, Wen Qian would probably have to spend the next few days in 80%.

This is the end of the senior year, and one day is also valuable. Looking at one less type of question may mean a few points of gain or loss, and this small gap is enough to determine the fate of the candidates.

The college entrance examination is actually a cruel competition between tens of thousands of people at the same time.

Competition, never be kind and indulgent.

Zhang Yao sighed with a sigh.

She didn't see clearly, and Wen Qian also used his finger joints to change the trajectory of the claw hammer, just to think it was a lucky person. However, this only shows half of the good luck.

Being attracted to her, Miss Zhang, is the real good luck.

Girls’ feelings are always poetry, separated by a layer of gauze. With her strong and face-saving personality, how can she say something like pursuit?

"Wen Qianyi, help me buy water, I'm thirsty!"

For some reason, Zhang Yao suddenly became a little angry again. She threw the textbook on the desktop and stared at Wen Qianyi with her hands in her chest.

Wen Qian also lowered his head and was looking at his phone.

He held a counterfeit mobile phone with a big sign in his hand, looking at the local news in Yunyang City that he searched for in his browser with a complicated expression. Thanks to the information policy recently promoted by the Yunyang Municipal Government, current affairs news at noon that day can be found on local life websites.

"A sudden gas explosion in Huifeng Food City, four people died on the spot, nine people were seriously injured, and more than twenty people were slightly injured"

"At 11:17 today, a restaurant center called Huifeng Food City suddenly exploded violently in Quanshui Street, Xicheng District. According to witnesses, the explosion was very loud at that time, and the cars parked in the entire street sounded alarm ringtones. The specific reason has been found that with the help of a reporter from a newspaper, Wang, the head of the Food City, was finally arrested. The investigation showed that this food city had long had hidden dangers in fire safety inspection..."

The reporter surnamed Liu...

The news is just a text briefing, without corresponding pictures. Even so, Wen Qian can still recall the figure of the beautiful beauty.

It is hard to forget that his thousands of rebirths, although each time only lasts 6 minutes and 17 seconds, was enough to make him know Huifeng Food City well. Among them is this beautiful reporter named Liu Xuejia.

Wen Qianyi murmured to himself: "It's not a dream, it's all true..."

There was a moment when he imagined the possibility of this being a prank. When he logged on to other local websites and saw almost exactly the same news reports of pictures taken on the spot, he was unwilling to believe it but had to believe it. The things in his dream happened in reality.

"What's not true?" Zhang Yao looked at him in confusion.

Since noon, she felt that Wen Qianyi was not right, and she couldn't say where it was, but since she disappeared for half an hour before boarding bus No. 239 for no reason, Wen Qianyi's temperament seemed to have changed inexplicably.

It seems...Don't enter a stranger?

Zhang Yao didn't care. In the past, Wen Qian had a cold personality on the outside and was very enthusiastic about friends, but he always had a cold face to strangers, giving people an extra cold feeling, as if it was difficult to date.

Wen Qianyi's face was not very good. He forced a smile at Zhang Yao, then got up and went to the convenience store next to the study room of the embassy, ​​and bought a bottle of iced black tea and a bottle of apple-flavored queer.

Zhang Yao is a girl who is easily coaxed to be happy. When she saw the queer who Wen Qianyi handed over, her eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and she smiled shyly, "I remember it's clear, did you always drink this drink when you see me at school?"

She realized that the sentence was a bit ambiguous, her face turned red, and she changed the subject as if nothing had happened, and said, "Why have you been out for so long? It's almost five minutes."

It's not five minutes, but 106 meters, 261 steps, 4 minutes and 17 seconds.

And, how could I know what you like to drink?

4931 nightmare experiences made Wen Qian particularly sensitive to distance and time. He didn't say it out loud, because only a bottle of iced black tea was left in the convenience store. As for the apple-flavored queer, he took it out in the freezer.

Buying water is just a short episode. The reason why the two of them took a bus so far to come to the city library in Xicheng District was to buy some study materials and then study here for a while.

There are less than two months left before the college entrance examination, and you need to hurry up every minute and every second.

Zhang Yao drank the drink, the apple smelled sweet, and her heart was also sweet. After a while, she was immersed in the ocean of study with this happy mood, accompanied by Uncle Queen Xiong and the famous scenic spot Huanggang.

Wen Qianyi was completely unconscious about learning at this time. He touched his neck and arms, and they were all intact. The pain in his memory seemed to remain in his mind. A little memory made him feel chilled all over his body.

He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts.

He spread the English simulation exercises he had just bought on the desktop, and he became a little annoyed when he saw the exam questions.

Wen Qian is also a non-standard student.

He is a student in the top class of the school.

Mathematics is very good, and science is reasonable, but English and Chinese are really not talented. After working hard for three years, I have received all kinds of teachings from these two teachers. Until now, I have not been able to get close to the passing level of 90 points.

During the first mock exam, I even scored 47 in English, which shocked the entire class.

The head teacher has persuaded him countless times that if he passes English and Chinese, he will be more than enough to get into an ordinary first-class school.

But he just couldn't raise his interest in this area.

Wen Qian also frowned, reluctantly opened the roll paper and started to do the questions.

Looking for the correct answers in the vast sea of ​​questions is a torment for poor students.

Question 1: "Rememberto__thework...what to choose?"

Won't.

Looking through the answer, it turns out that's it, it's like this, my god!

Then the next question! Don't he remember it or not.

Wen Qian usually does English test papers like this. He just wants to find a kind of psychological comfort for himself. As for whether it is effective, a 47-point first-size score is enough to explain everything.

In English, a memorable subject, the repetition rate of questions is extremely high, and back and forth, there are only those words and grammars. Especially in this kind of exercise book divided by question types, it is easy to see the same exercises.

Wen Qianyi glanced at the exam point about Remember, and he didn't even think about it. He easily drew out the traces of C and filled in the correct answer.

Correct answer?

He suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at the question again.

Every letter is lying honestly on paper, and there is nothing different from usual.

Yes, it is exactly the same as the first question I did, even the test points...

Wen Qian was stunned. With a little effort, all the knowledge points in the answer were reflected in front of him like pictures. This feeling was completely different from the hazy memory in the past, like a photo taken by a camera, clear, clear, and halal!

He tried to recall more questions he had read, and even the sesame-sized printing errors on the question stem were clearly remembered.

Wen Qian also thought that he had suddenly realized it. This kind of taste of never forgetting it is impossible to compare with any game!

Studying makes me happy.

For the first time in his life, he had this kind of understanding of "political correctness".

It’s so fun to do the test!

An hour passed by, and Wen Qian also did more than 400 multiple-choice English questions. Rather than doing the questions, it is better to memorize the test points. Just read them carefully, and the answers are as if they were imprinted in their minds, so clear that they memorize them in the backwards.

Zhang Yao secretly looked at Wen Qianyi many times, and rarely saw Wen Qianyi's ecstatic appearance. She shook her head and smiled, feeling a little strange, but she didn't ask.

Zhang Yao didn't ask, and Wen Qian also saved the trouble of explaining.

Toilet.

Wen Qian also poured water on his face, trying to calm himself down.

"What the hell is going on... First it was that real dream, and then suddenly became extremely good memory." He was not a fool, and his successive encounters today made him realize that there were many things that were not right.

After a brief excitement, a hint of uneasiness appeared in his heart.

Looking at the mirror in front of the sink, Wen Qian also fell into deep thought. He planned to find an excuse to go to Huifeng Food City by himself after leaving the library. If he could not confirm the scene in his dream, he would not be able to feel at ease no matter what.

After making up his mind, he looked at himself in the mirror and smiled comfortably.

But after smiling like this, he found that his smile seemed to be unable to be taken back.

My mouth... suddenly became out of control! My upper and lower lips opened and closed, and I actually started talking.

"Due to excitement, the content of betaendorphins in your brain is 1.71 times that of normal. This morphine substance in the brain is very important for the emotional regulation of carbon-based life. Dopamine has a similar effect. Dopamine needs to be used?"

"This is valuable advice. Because in the next experiment, if you don't have dopamine as a support, you may be mentally broken."

Wen Qianyi stared in horror at the mirror, which kept moving his mouth. The tone of the sound definitely did not belong to him. He suddenly remembered who the owner of this tone was—
Chapter completed!