"Why have you ordered a new exercise book?" Cheng Yin flipped through the newly released math exercise book, very dissatisfied. "We didn't do much of the Shinkansen I ordered last time."

"That's not easy to use, it was ordered by the school. This time, this was chosen by the math teacher himself, and the questions are more basic and comprehensive."

Xie Ying held her book and sat in Chen Ran's seat, "It's afternoon, why don't Chen Ran come to class yet?"

"Not coming."

I don’t know where it came from. Since Chen Ran did not show up in the first class in the morning, Cheng Yin knew that he would not come to class.

"Then I'll sit here today." Xie Ying buried her head in the process of doing her homework, "By the way, what are you doing this afternoon?"

As National Day approaches, the senior high school officially enters the review stage. The school holds a teacher mobilization meeting as usual.

Ideological work and specific arrangements will definitely take three or four hours to give a lecture, so all the classes this afternoon were self-study and there was no supervision from the teacher.

"Let me take a look at the physics." Cheng Yin said slowly, "It's just that."

Xie Ying took out Cheng Yin's first-year high school mathematics textbooks and chemistry textbooks, and planned to point her to the key points.

"Actually, the mathematics and chemistry of the first year of high school..." Xie Ying opened the book and was shocked, "It was all blank? Have you ever heard a class?"

Cheng Yin said embarrassedly: "I will read a good book."

Xie Ying didn't want to pay attention to her.

Cheng Yin stopped talking and opened the first page of the physics book in the first year of high school.

After one class, Cheng Yin couldn't do it anymore, so she closed the book and drank water hard.

"No, I have to read the magazine for a while and relax, combining work and rest."

Xie Ying grabbed the magazine that Cheng Yin had just taken out, rolled it up and knocked it on her head, and whispered: "Look at the seat in front yourself."

Since the afternoons are all self-study, there are quite a lot of people who change seats freely.

For example, Xiao Siran changed with the people in their study group.

"Look at Xiao Siran, who are the people who are in the team? The worst is Pei Fei's level. You should be more careful and don't be pinned on the ground and rubbed against each other next month's exam."

Cheng Yin suddenly raised a breath and clenched his fists.

"Okay, I'll spoil physics again."

It started raining outside the window at some point. The autumn rain is even more lingering than the spring rain, drizzling, and it has a quiet effect.

After two classes, Xie Ying rubbed her arms and asked casually: "What major did your brother study in college?"

No response.

Xie Ying looked up and saw Cheng Yin calculating rapidly on the draft paper.

Xie Ying didn't ask any more, and she lowered her head to continue reading.

Before we knew it, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The bell rang after the third class, and there was still one class going to end school, Xie Ying asked with some concern: "Did you bring an umbrella?"

Cheng Yin looked up confused, looked out the window, and said, "Why are the weather forecasts getting less and less accurate now?"

The implication is that you don’t bring an umbrella.

According to the rain, even if you go out to take a taxi, the distance from the classroom to the school gate is enough to make people soaked in a scattered chicken.

"What should I do?" Xie Ying asked, "Do you want to find someone to pick you up?"

"Well, I'll ask my brother if he's free this afternoon."

She took out her cell phone and sent a message quietly in the drawer.

Xie Ying paused on the tip of her pen and said a little awkwardly: "I didn't bring an umbrella either."

"Yeah." Cheng Yin didn't raise his head, "I know, my brother will drive here later. I'll ask him to bring an extra umbrella and take you home first."

Ten minutes after the last class, there were no one in the class studying, either packing their schoolbags and getting ready to leave, or packing their schoolbags and starting chatting.

The classroom was noisy, and Xie Ying didn't have much intention to read books. She put down her pen and asked, "I have read the book for a whole afternoon, do you have anything to understand?"

"It seems to be there, I think about it."

Cheng Yin scratched his temples, couldn't remember, so he simply started to flip through the books he had read page by page.

"You are too inefficient in this way. In the future, you should either ask questions in time or record them in a concentrated manner..." Before Xie Ying finished speaking, Cheng Yin pointed to a post-class question in the book and said, "Why can't I understand here?"

Xie Ying glanced at the question, then looked at Cheng Yin strangely.

"Are you sure it's because you can't understand this question?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yin suddenly felt guilty and his voice became smaller and smaller. "Is this question very simple? Isn't I going to take a look?"

"Stop reading." Xie Ying took a pen and drew a circle for her. "The teacher said that the data on this question is wrong, so it can't be calculated."

Cheng Yin exhaled, "Oh, I'm scared to death."

Xie Ying looked at her nervous look and couldn't help laughing, and poked her head with the tip of her nose: "Little head is very smart."

Cheng Yin is a person who opens a dyeing shop after giving some colors. He shook his head and said, "That's not, after all, he is the top scholar family."

After saying that, her little face suddenly sank.

“Not necessarily.”

For example, Chen Ran and Teacher Wang are so powerful, he has not passed the exam for five years.

While we were talking, the bell rang and many people stood up.

The rain came suddenly today. Most people didn't bring umbrellas and were slow to rub each other in the classroom.

It happened that Cheng Sheng called Xie Ying and said that he was almost at school and asked her to wait in the classroom.

Cheng Yin didn't move.

Xie Ying sat with her, poked her arm, and signaled her to look ahead.

Xiao Siran and the others didn't leave, and they were still reading books in their seats.

Cheng Yin took a breath of air conditioning, "This is too hard."

"Only, I'm in my third year of high school, so I don't have to hurry up and study every minute and every second." Xie Ying said, "But you, go home and read your books well, and you'll have a monthly exam after returning to National Day."

Cheng Yin lowered his head and grabbed the pen, saying with no confidence: "I'll try my best."

"What should I do? It's a must!" Xie Ying pressed the group member list on her face, "Look at it, this group is very dangerous. If we are not careful, we have to clean it."

Cheng Yin felt even more depressed when she saw Chen Ran's name.

"Then Chen Ran doesn't even come to class, why don't you talk about him?"

Xie Ying was speechless: "You know he doesn't come to class, so what should I say to him?"

"Then you ask him to come to class."

"Why am I calling?"

"Call him!"

"I don't have his phone number."

"Then you send him a WeChat message."

"I don't have his WeChat, either."

"I'll give it to you."

"Okay, you give it to..." Xie Ying was stunned for a moment and reacted, "Wait, why did I ask him to come to class with great difficulty? Forget it or not, if he drags us back, the task of cleaning will be on him alone."

Cheng Yin lowered his head and looked at the desktop.

After a day, my hair was already scattered, and a few of them hung down, looking quite lonely.

"Oh, I'm just talking casually."

She looked at the rain outside the window again and tapped the table with her fingers.

A boy came in at the school gate with an umbrella, and he was holding an umbrella in his hand.

It seems that they are here to pick people up.

He slowly walked through the square behind the school gate, and his pace slowly accelerated, as if he was very anxious.

Looking at the boy, Cheng Yin inexplicably imagined him as Chen Ran.

When the figure of the man disappeared from sight, Cheng Yin turned his head and looked at the door of the classroom.

Chen Ran appeared in his mind with an umbrella at the door, and Cheng Yin didn't even notice that the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Although she knew that the boy just now was obviously not Chen Ran, because he was a little short and was carrying a big red sports crossbody bag.

"What dream is Cheng Yin?"

Cheng Yin said to himself.

At this time, someone called "Ayin" at the door.

Cheng Sheng is here.
To be continued...