lure you mark

Chapter 41

Qizheng: "If you want to fall asleep, it's better to read Chinese textbooks. Isn't the young master arguing all day long that you can fall asleep in half a second?"

All in all, it's a lullaby.

Every time the teacher read aloud in front of the stage, the class always fell asleep, and those who didn't doze off were all busy looking for something to do.

Lu Chen laughed instantly, and said, "Have you read the recipes passed down by Fan Chi?"

At the end of last year, the four of them started a group. Wei Ling was the group leader, and he posted content about arguing with his smartphone from time to time. The group profile picture was taken by Wei Ling by the window where they were sitting .

After returning from the library just now, Fan Chi immediately downloaded the recipes he checked and sent them to the group.

Qizheng: "I haven't watched it yet, I don't want to click on it."

The name of the file reads "Steamed Pumpkin Tofu and Three Fresh Pot", which looks very complicated.

Not to mention what tools are used to make this dish, he doesn't even know what the three delicacies are.

Lu Chen: "Who said that this grade is very important and cannot be finished."

"I'll file the file in a few days, and I'll memorize it later." Qizheng replied calmly.

He can spare half a day to struggle with the recipe, but it is rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea!

Oh, and there are three delicacies that I don't know what they are.

Lu Chen smiled lazily for a while, then suddenly changed the subject, and said in a leisurely tone, "So this is the first time this happened in the near future?"

Qizheng still stared at the black psychedelic cover of the novel, "Hmm."

Lu Chen: "That man has been watching you since he was in the library."

Qizheng paused immediately.

He didn't know about it, because he wouldn't look at other tables at all, so he said, "I didn't pay attention."

Lu Chen pursed his lips: "I know."

When the other party was solving a problem, he had to occasionally stare at him distractedly, because he would always grab Qi Zheng's wrist.

Qi Zheng: "Some people like to make trouble."

The corner of Lu Chen's mouth curled up: "Aren't you expressionless again now, pretending to be angry?"

Qizheng: "I'm so angry."

Suddenly there was a low laugh from the other end.

Qizheng: "So when we left, you found out that the other party followed us?"

If you say it in advance, you can avoid the embarrassing scene at that time.

Because if he knew, he wouldn't stop at the gate when he walked out of the library, but would go directly to the school dormitory. After all, that person couldn't follow him all the way back.

"Give him a call next time this happens." Lu Chen said.

Qizheng asked calmly, "To him?"

Lu Chen smiled lazily, "It's not your call."

Qizheng drooped her eyelids, and after a long while, she said softly, "En."

Lu Chen spoke lazily: "Maybe I can have a good chat with him."

Listening to his nonsense, Qizheng said, "Didn't the young master say that there will always be conflicts in the alpha dormitory? You and that person just happen to be able to fight over tomatoes."

Lu Chen: "Can't I choose strawberries?"

"Yes." Qizheng narrowed his eyes, and then added: "Watermelon, pear, banana, orange are all fine."

Make as much noise as you like.

Lu Chen laughed so loud that the whole bed was shaking.

Suddenly, A17 broadcast: [The time is almost twelve o'clock, no noise is allowed in the dormitory, please speak softly and walk slowly]

Qizheng also heard it, and said with a smile: "You have finally accumulatively forbidden to make noise once."

It's some sort of achievement.

Lu Chen: "Why don't you turn on the PA, I'll laugh louder and help you accumulate together."

Qizheng said calmly: "O52 is asleep, don't make noise."

The microphone was filled with the other party's laughter in an instant.

The corners of Qizheng's lips were also curved.

Lu Chen: "It's almost twelve o'clock, go to sleep."

He knew that Qizheng didn't like staying up late very much.

Qizheng: "Yes."

After turning off his mobile phone, he picked up the novel on the bed, turned to the side he saw before answering the phone, and found that he could finally remember the name of the person again, but he yawned after reading a few lines, so he simply closed the book and turned off the light fall asleep.

In another building, Lu Chen was lying on the bed with one hand folded behind his head, and the lazy curl around his lips still remained.

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A few days later, the final exam finally came.

Wei Ling said that it was a hellish week, and the whole week was a painful torture.

Fan Chi: "Isn't the chemistry ready? Wait until you go to the laboratory and at least a [-]% similar solution can be prepared."

Wei Ling sighed: "I'm afraid that the teacher will make a gradient color, that thing is so rare, the proportion of each layer is different."

He turned his head and asked the person behind him, "Is there any secret?"

"Tune as you please," Lu Chen said.

Wei Ling squinted at him: "People who talk nonsense will go to hell."

"Isn't it already in hell?" Qizheng raised his face and said to him.

In 10 minutes, Qian Wei Ling shouted by himself.

Fan Chi looked at his tablemate with dead eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be nervous, we both recited it, and together we can make at least half a bottle of gradient."

Wei Ling: "Just make it yellow."

Fan Chi: "Do you want to be pornographic?"

Lu Chen also raised his eyebrows: "Pornography?"

Qizheng: "Don't mess with it, you can rely on Bekola to get some points."

"Which subject!?" Wei Ling was suddenly full of hope.

"Baking." Qi Zheng said expressionlessly.

The hopeful dream bubble in Wei Ling's heart burst instantly.

Fan Chi: "The written baking test is two days later, have you memorized all the recipes?"

The few people who were chatting... Qi Zheng lowered his head and continued to write English exercises the moment Fan Chi asked, Lu Chen looked at his deskmate with a lazy smile, and Wei Ling suddenly looked at the blackboard seriously, even though there was a large blank area on it, only the leftmost writing He wrote two lines, one line is cheering for the term exam, and the other line is the system of staying in school during the winter vacation.

Fan Chi said dumbfounded: "You didn't memorize it!? Didn't the files be passed on last week!"

"I downloaded the file." Qizheng replied.

Lu Chen: "I opened it and read a line, then deleted it."

"I've read all of them!" Wei Ling quickly said that he was absolutely different from the two people behind him!

Fan Chi: "Then do you remember?"

"...No." Wei Ling said in a low voice.

He can't even remember the title Pumpkin Fresh.

Fan Chi laughed angrily, and angrily issued an order: "You all go back tonight and take a good look at it!"

Wei Ling responded hurriedly.

Qi Zheng also nodded and said, "I will definitely read it before the exam."

Lu Chen said to him, "When you talk on the phone at night, you can recite it by the way."

Wei Ling looked puzzled: "Why are you talking on the phone?"

Qizheng said calmly, "His smartphone is on the phone with mine."

Wei Ling nodded half understanding.

Lu Chen raised the corners of his lips and said to him, "You will go to hell for talking nonsense."

Qizheng turned her head to look at him: "Anyway, you're already there, you take the lead."

Lu Chen burst out laughing instantly.

Wei Ling: "Why can you discuss hell so happily!"

He could only hide in a corner and shiver.

Qi Zheng: "Because he can travel to every realm."

Fan Chi reminded: "Anyway, remember to take the recipe and go to hell to memorize it!"

...

The second day of final exams.

Sure enough, the chemistry teacher came up with a test question about the gradient color system. Qin Ke and Fang Qiao mixed a can of black and black stuff, but the teacher returned it, saying that they would give it another chance, or they would get zero points.

Wei Ling and Fan Chi worked together to prepare a can of solution with a very similar color. The teacher scored 85 points on the score board with a smile and affirmation.

Qizheng's table was finished in the first group as usual. There was a bottle of finished product on the table that was exactly the same as the medicine displayed in front of it. The teacher's eyes radiated deep approval, and then he happily gave a full score on the board. number.

Qizheng didn't touch any chemical materials from the beginning to the end.

Anyway, the person next to him can finish the exam with just a little fiddle.

Lu Chen supported him and walked on the corridor outside the class: "How can you thank me?"

Qizheng: "I'll think about it after I finish reciting the recipe."

Biology and baking written exam tomorrow.

Others go back tonight to study biology hard, but he has to study recipes hard.

Qizheng finally opened the downloaded file yesterday.

The first paragraph reads: "Choose a pumpkin with orange-red skin. It is the best with a full color and a new hard stem. Peel the pumpkin, dig out the seeds, then cut it into small pieces, each about two centimeters in size, and then put them all together. Put it in a pot and steam it, add two cups of water to the pot, jump up twice, after it cools down, add salt + soup cube powder and grind it into a puree."

It's just the first step!I heard that the written examination paper should be written out word for word.

After Qizheng patiently read everything, he really wanted to delete the file.

There are actually nine steps!There is no mistake.

Lu Chen curled his mouth: "Still treat the cookbook as a novel?"

Qi Zheng: "The protagonist of the novel is fine and won't steam pumpkins."

Lu Chen suddenly smiled crookedly, and put half of his body weight on his shoulders.

In the corridor, the students who passed by the two of them were quite surprised to see this scene. Why did one have a solemn expression, while the other smiled happily?

The friendship between these two people is simply blurred!Feelings come and go.

...

evening.

Qizheng struggled with the recipes in the dormitory. It took him two hours to finally memorize the eighth step, and memorized about [-]% of the first seven.

In the afternoon, Fan Chi went to the printing room to print out the recipe and handed it to the other three. He told them that he must memorize it, but Qizheng had planned to do it today. After all, the baking and biology scores were combined, so he couldn't take it lightly.

Right now, he only thinks that anyone who can cook is a genius, and the chefs in restaurants are all academic masters!

Just when he saw the last three lines of the eighth article, there was a ding on the screen of the mobile phone, and a new message notification was displayed.

A bowl of chicken soup: [How did you do today? ]

Qizheng: [It's okay, what about you? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [same]

Qizheng: [You also have the exam until Friday? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Well, I can roll after the exam on Friday]

Recently, all the high schools in the city entered the final exam week, so although they didn't ask each other's school, they would talk a few words about the exam.

Qi Zheng: [Get lost?Where can I go? ]

The college entrance examination is going to be in early June, and everywhere I go is studying.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Did you still read during the winter vacation? ]

Qizheng: [Well, there is not much time left. ]

The threshold for the Department of Medicine is very high. Although he is quite sure about his aspirations, he cannot relax.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Worthy of being a top student]

Qizheng: [I'm not, I'm not very good at chemistry. ]

And damn baking.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Then what should I do? ]

Qi Zheng: [Usually rely on the help of the same table. ]

...

In bedroom A17.

Lu Chen leaned back on the chair, watching the message on the screen, with a lazy smile on his lips.

The author has something to say: if the horse falls, of course it is about to fall hahahahaha.

The little kite dropped early, and a certain fur cub dropped it in a particularly lazy way.