MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 73
When several people went out, Song Jinxi was standing in front of his car.
"Get in the car." Song Jinxi sat on the driveway confidently.
It looked like she was going to drive by herself.
The car plus the driver can seat just five people.
Lin Qing glanced at Zhou Jingtang who was sitting on the co-pilot seat, opened the back door and sat on the left, Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi, followed Lin Qing and sat up, Jiang Shuyi sat on the far right.
"Then let's go."
After several people got into the car, Song Jinxi stepped on the gas pedal.
The car drove out of the gate quickly.
It seems that Song Jinxi deliberately passed subject four after the winter vacation for today, and got his driver's license.
Jiang Shuyi felt that this was really something worth singing and crying about.
But I have to say that the driving skills of people in this world vary from person to person, and there are roughly two types of so-called novice drivers in this world:
One is to drive very cautiously, just to drive a few times, and sometimes even get stuck at the intersection of traffic lights for ten minutes.
The second type is like Song Jinxi, who drives very bravely...
"Song Jinxi, how long have you been learning to drive?"
Jiang Shuyi asked a little uneasy looking at the passing scenery.
"It's still more than a month after all." Song Jinxi said indifferently.
"I'm lucky. I passed the make-up road test and got exactly 90 points."
Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but put on his seat belt as soon as he heard it.
Zhou Jingtang, who was already tied up, began to grab his cushion, and Lin Qing, who was sitting near the door, couldn't help but hold the handle of the ceiling.
"As for what?"
Song Jinxi looked at them and felt a little dissatisfied.
"Look at the squad leader, he didn't say anything..."
Wen Yao, who was sitting in the middle of the back row, was quietly pulling out his seat belt and buckling it up silently.
"…"Oh fine.
Song Jinxi closed her mouth.
--
Not long after, the car arrived at the hotel unscathed.
Song Jinxi's resolute driving skills did not bring them any harm other than their hearts.
Several people got out of the car in fear.
They entered the box in the store and began to order food.
The decoration of the store is also common in Chinese restaurants, and a few people randomly found a seat and sat down.
The food was served very quickly, and the table was filled at once.
Wenchang Chicken has a mellow taste and juicy meat. Jiang Shuyi likes it very much.
Zhou Jingtang picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
"By the way, why didn't Yan Jingshu come?"
Song Jinxi glanced at Jiang Shuyi, Jiang Shuyi was adding yellow peppers to the bowl.
Song Jinxi watched her movements and turned his gaze back.
"There is an exam in Paris in February. A famous violinist is recruiting students. Now she has to practice the violin for 14 hours a day. When she is in school, she usually stays in the piano room, not to mention being a violinist. Now."
Song Jinxi spoke slowly, lowering her gaze, "She probably doesn't have the heart to play."
"That's it," Zhou Jingtang looked a little regretful, "We won't see you many times in the future."
"..." Song Jinxi didn't respond.
Perhaps it was because of the thought that everyone would go their separate ways in the future, Lin Qing also felt a little sad.
Wen Yao gently scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon, and slowly put it into his mouth without saying a word.
Only Jiang Shuyi had no other distractions, and eagerly put the only chicken leg of Wenchang Chicken into Wen Yao's bowl,
"Wen Yao, this is delicious, try it."
"..."
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After eating, several people went to the beach for a walk.
Except for Wen Yao who didn't participate, the other people almost took off a layer of skin on the beach before returning home, almost exhausted from exhaustion.
Because she didn't want to cook, Song Jinxi directly ordered the restaurant to have it delivered to her door.
Halfway through the meal, Zhou Jingtang looked at his phone and yelled,
"Oh, the final report card of our class is down, let me see...Squad leader, you are still number one."
Wen Yao put food into his mouth quietly, as if he didn't care much.
It's like hearing things for granted.
"Boss Yi, you've improved a lot this time..." Zhou Jingtang sighed.
Looking at his grades, Jiang Shuyi whispered happily to Wen Yao:
"Then after the exam next time, we can go directly to dinner, and you don't have to wait for me..."
Zhou Jingtang became a little envious, "If I improve by 20 this time, my dad can return my game console to me. If the monitor can teach me, maybe I can get it..."
"The improvement of grades is not unrelated to personal efforts."
Wen Yao passed by quietly.
Hearing that Wen Yao seemed to be praising himself, Jiang Shuyi sat up straight.
He looked like a primary school student who was praised in class.
"Indeed, Jiang Shuyi worked very hard." Song Jinxi looked at her sympathetically as he spoke.
Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi, "But hard work needs to be maintained."
"..."
Jiang Shuyi resumed the sitting posture just now and quietly picked up the food.
Zhou Jingtang looked at his grade evaluation sheet, "What university are you going to go to in the future?"
Song Jinxi took a sip of the soup, "I want to go abroad..."
"I want to go straight to our school," Lin Qing thought for a while, "Many classmates I know in our class will also go straight to our school. I still want to stay with the people I know."
Lin Qing looked at the others, her ears turned red, "But, I'm actually not very good at science. I want to study language or history in the future. I don't want to do math problems in college anymore."
Zhou Jingtang hummed, "Although I also think helicopters are fine, I still want to fly a plane in the future. I'm going to the University of Aeronautics and Aviation."
"Don't you inherit the restaurant at home?" Song Jinxi asked casually after taking a bite of fruit.
"Let's talk about it at that time."
Zhou Jingtang looked at Wen Yao, "Where's the monitor?"
Wen Yao lowered his eyes and said calmly: "A major, life and medicine."
"The No. 1 school is amazing." Zhou Jingtang sighed bluntly.
University A is the number one university in the country. It is far ahead of other schools in terms of scientific research. The annual enrollment limit is very high. Those who can be admitted can be said to be the elite of the elite.
The top fifteen in their school may have the opportunity to be admitted to University A, but the top five may not be able to be admitted to the "Life and Medicine" major of University A.
Jiang Shuyi remembered that when Wen Yao asked last time, she was still not sure what major she wanted to major in. Jiang Shuyi didn't know when she made the decision.
Zhou Jingtang looked at Jiang Shuyi,
"What about you, Mr. Yi? You study so hard, it doesn't look like you are going to a music academy..."
Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, but he was not thick-skinned enough to say that he wanted to apply for the same school and major as Wen Yao.
"Maybe also apply for the major of life and medicine..."
She whispered without confidence.
"Ah? Do you want to study medicine too?" Zhou Jingtang had an unimaginable expression on his face.
Wen Yao pinched the corner of his eyes when he heard this.
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After dinner, a few people went to the game room of Song Jinxi's home.
The games room has recreational facilities such as a pool table and darts.
Jiang Shuyi played snooker with them.
Because it's not very interesting just to play, and they also brought some big names when they played.
Whoever loses has to run errands to buy snacks for the winner.
Of course, Jiang Shuyi has always been very good at playing these games that require manipulation, she almost cleared the table as soon as she got started without letting Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang touch it.
Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang were fined to go to the supermarket to buy Jiang Shuyi's favorite ice cream.
Only Lin Qing and Wen Yao, who had just watched the game, were left in the game room.
Because the two of them had never played snooker before, Jiang Shuyi simply taught them a little bit.
"I probably know."
Wen Yao said as she tied her hair behind her head with a hair rope.
When Wen Yao was in Jiang Shuyi's teaching, he didn't listen very seriously, and he didn't even swing a few times.
Jiang Shuyi felt that she just explained the rules of the game, postures and movements, but she didn't know what Wen Yao knew.
But in the next second, Wen Yao picked up the powder and wiped the front end of the pool cue with dignity, and moved the cue with a very standard posture.
The white ball hits the red ball directly, making a hole in one.
Jiang Shuyi and Lin Qing watched Wen Yao's smooth hitting, and were stunned for a moment.
-real or fake?
Jiang Shuyi was a little frustrated.
But Lin Qing, who listened to Wen Yao, didn't learn as fast as Wen Yao. Her way of holding the club and her hitting posture were also messed up.
Looking at Wen Yao, Jiang Shuyi thought that she might have a talent for teaching, but looking at Lin Qing, she realized that Wen Yao was simply a quick learner.
It has nothing to do with her.
Moreover, Jiang Shuyi spoke earnestly, but Lin Qing still couldn't learn it.
Jiang Shuyi sighed, and helped Lin Qing's shoulder,
"When you hit the ball, you can't exert your strength in this posture. You twist your body like this. When you hit the ball, you have to use force to this side..."
"Is that so?" Lin Qing adjusted her posture.
Jiang Shuyi helped Lin Qing's head, "I looked at it from this direction when I hit it."
"But it's a bit laborious to look at it this way..." Lin Qing said with some difficulty.
"It's fine if you get used to it. When you hit the ball, you don't need to use too much force. This is not a shot put..." Jiang Shuyi said and demonstrated again.
Wen Yao, who was sitting by the side, watched Jiang Shuyi support Lin Qing's forehead with his palm, and took a sip of water silently with his arms folded.
"Then what level of strength is appropriate?" Lin Qing asked.
Jiang Shuyi couldn't explain clearly either, she suddenly realized that she was really not very good at teaching people,
"...You, try more?"
Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao.
Wen Yao sat down at some point, and she walked over.
"Don't you like playing pool?"
"fine."
Wen Yao replied casually, and she slowly picked up the cue, "Did you teach people like this last time?"
— Last time?
—Have I ever taught anyone?
Jiang Shuyi was stunned for a moment, not knowing when Wen Yao was talking about it.
Wen Yao stood quietly in front of the pool table and started hitting the ball again.
After a long time, after Wen Yao hit a black ball in, Jiang Shuyi remembered that he went out to play billiards with Song Jinxi and the others during the last class trip.
"...Did you mean class trip time?"
——Why did I forget what happened so long ago, how can Wen Yao still remember it clearly?
— No, how did she know that I played pool?
Wen Yao wiped the cue stick with powder, and slowly moved her arm to hit the ball again.
The broken hair around her ears was quietly hanging down, which was very heart-warming to watch.
"Wen Yao, Wen Yao."
"Huh?" Wen Yao slightly raised his head.
"Honestly, did you like me at that time?"
She whispered into Wen Yao's ear and asked.
"..." Wen Yao stopped talking.
"Otherwise, why do you remember so clearly..."
Jiang Shuyi narrated his reasons in a low voice, feeling that his logic was very clear.
Wen Yao hit the white ball, but the white ball almost went into the hole because of insufficient force after hitting the red ball.
Even so, there was still no reaction on Wen Yao's face.
"Have you been secretly following me for a long time?"
With red ears, Jiang Shuyi touched Wen Yao's shoulder with his shoulder.
Wen Yao still didn't answer.
However, the less Wen Yao said anything, the more Jiang Shuyi felt that this was definitely the case.
Jiang Shuyi looked at her and snorted triumphantly, "Hmm ~ that's right."
"..." Wen Yao continued to rub the billiard cue with powder.
She seemed to think that Jiang Shuyi was noisy, she walked a few steps away, bent down and started to hit the ball.
"That's it."
Jiang Shuyi smiled and walked around the pool table.
Looking at her, those who didn't know thought she was dancing.