It seems that the 18-year-old or 19-year-old is good-looking, because he has a unique youthful atmosphere. He casually puts on a simple white shirt or even a simple school uniform.

Qiao Dongrui was sitting there. The young man's posture was straight and beautiful under his school uniform. The hair is very clean. Since the third year of senior high school, there are rules and regulations in the school. Boys must have their hair lower than their ears. It's for better learning, although Yang Peiqing doesn't think it has anything to do with learning.

Looking at Qiao Dongrui, he treats himself gently every day. Qiao Dongrui is really good to himself. Yang Peiqing can't help feeling that he may have a feeling of dependence on Qiao Dongrui.

"Well, I'll see what's wrong this time. But didn't you send two Chinese today? Why did you send out the math papers again? " Although I know that senior three is like this, and I never need any reason to send papers, Yang Peiqing still complains involuntarily.

Qiao Dongrui is still smiling, he knows that his guard will become meaningful one day. For Yang Peiqing's attitude, Qiao Dongrui always seems to be warm and gentle, always with a little doting smile.

"Don't complain. There's another exam in the afternoon. Don't forget. The results of this week's examination should be recorded in our final results. Have you recited your ancient sayings? " Qiao Dongrui reminds Yang Peiqing.

Thinking of having his own most annoying language test in the afternoon, Yang Peiqing felt a real headache and couldn't help feeling a little tired.

"Why is it the Chinese test again? After reciting so much, you may not be able to get it in the end, but you don't remember what you got. You said that the six points of the college entrance examination are really about to kill others. " Yang Peiqing really has a headache about the score of ancient poetry.

Qiao Dongrui carefully put Yang Peiqing's papers away, and then took out the small books of ancient poetry. "Well, you can watch it for a while. One point will kill tens of thousands of people, and here six points will be 60000 people."

With the increasing pressure of learning, Yang Peiqing's laziness comes out. Although my parents are still studying hard, I have a foundation in my mind after all, so I feel a little fearless.

For learning, Yang Peiqing is always a bit lazy. Most of the time, it is Qiao Dongrui's urging that is useful. After all, Qiao Dongrui's achievements are rising very fast.

Yang Peiqing opened the ancient poems and began to look at the boring contents, although he didn't remember them very much every time.

Spring outside the wind is already mild blowing in your body, and will not be as unscrupulous as winter, as if to go through all your clothes.

In winter in the south, no matter how many clothes you wear, it's useless. That kind of moist cold air will always drill through any small gap in your clothes, and then into your bones. In the cold winter, it brings more cold feeling.

But fortunately, the desperate winter seemed to have no end at last. Now it's spring, everything will become better.

Yang Peiqing tilted his head and looked at a willow tree in the distance of the teaching building. He thought that he could not help but distracted himself from the ancient poetry. It was a bit difficult to force himself to do something he didn't like very much.

Slowly, Yang Peiqing's thoughts were flying at random, so he thought of his magical ability. That power has not been used for a long time, and it has not been practiced at night because of curiosity and excitement.

More often, Yang Peiqing wants to deliberately forget this thing, forgetting that she has such a power. It seems that you can tell yourself that there is no difference with any other people.

But now, for their own to Yang Peiqing has learned to face calmly. Only when you are not afraid, will you face the reality more, because this is what it is.

So for the powers, Yang Peiqing naturally did not have such a conflict, but after all will not be as fanatical as before.

After that, Yang Peiqing tried this ability occasionally, but he was still thinking about the meaning of this ability. There is something that always makes sense. It's like the hero in TV series and novels always seems to have the same martial arts skills, just to save the world.

Of course, I don't have such a big ideal. I want to save the world. For saving the world, Yang Peiqing hopes to save herself first.

She thought a lot about this ability and did some experiments, but later she found one thing. For the ability of speaking, it seems to be a kind of prophecy. It's a kind of inspiration that suddenly appears in my mind. The prophecy will happen.

It has been nearly two years since I came to this world. Since the rebirth, it has been so nearly a year. The stability of life has made Yang Peiqing not so afraid. He is afraid of the things about life.One thing I like more is to enjoy my life now. So Yang Peiqing has been able to calmly accept the different himself, maybe he can do something with this ability.

It's like you have a baby, you can choose to put it on the high pavilion until it is covered with dust. You can also use it and make the most of it.

Specifically, it depends on how you use her. Yang Peiqing is not an ambitious person, and now he only wants a plain life. More will not use this ability to do anything bad.

His eyes fell on the small book of ancient poetry in front of him. Yang Peiqing had an idea in his heart. If he could predict what he would test for ancient poetry, it might be a good thing for him.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Peiqing made up her mind to make good use of her ability. She said that she would do well. So also very seriously looked at just opened this side of the book.

Above is a famous poem in the book of songs, Meng. I like the sentence very much, and the image is very deep.

So Yang Peiqing also looked at the book and read it silently in the letter. I hope I can get this sentence this time. Then Yang Peiqing casually turned over some ancient poems and said that he wanted these two sentences.

I just got three sentences, and it depends on whether my ability is useful or not. Yang Peiqing looked at the book, but he was still a little nervous.

The willows outside are still floating gently. With the spring breeze, it seems that they are also suggesting to others that this year is a good year.

When you have expectations in your heart, you also have expectations for the exam. Even Yang Peiqing, who has never cared much about the test scores, especially the scores of the Chinese test, began to care this time.

All afternoon I kept asking about the time and distance of Qiao Dongrui's exam. Qiao Dongrui thought it was Yang Peiqing. Maybe he was a little nervous, and he comforted him several times.

Finally, it was time for the exam. Yang Peiqing sat in the exam room. With the teacher just came in, eyes have been hot in the teacher's hand inside the paper above.

A little nervous, more or a kind of expectation in it, Yang Peiqing looked at invigilator calm sub papers, blank papers from the front of the students' hands inside one by one to his own hands.

The moment he got the paper, the first thing Yang Peiqing did was to open it. Find the ancient poetry and see what it is.

When her eyes fell on the topic, Yang Peiqing only felt relieved, excited and a little complicated. The three sentences I said today are all neatly placed on the paper.

I'm all right! Yang Peiqing's heart is still more of a tension, a sense of instability after tension, it seems that it is still a little empty, do not know what to do.

But anyway, it should be a good thing for myself. After all, you can get all the six points. There are 60000 people in the six points. Yang Peiqing raised the corner of her mouth and thought of the headteacher's mantra. She couldn't help laughing.

Picked up the pen, put the one you know in your heart for an afternoon's answer, neatly written on it. Then Yang Peiqing breathed a long sigh of relief, only to feel his heart calm down.

After all, it is said that the results of the weekly exam will be included in the final score.

Although Yang Peiqing also knows that the results of these various tests are nothing. China's system is so simple, that is, the score of the college entrance examination directly determines your life, and finally depends on the cold score of the college entrance examination.

The lamppost above the classroom, white miserable in everyone's body. It's clear that it's broad daylight outside, but I seem to have formed a habit. After senior three, no matter what the weather is outside, the lights in the classroom will be on.

It seems that only in this way can we set off our hard work. Maybe senior three should be equal to the meaning of accompanying with lights.