Peach Branch Bubbles

Grandpa Jiang’s cooking tastes very good.

Tao Zhi’s mouth was raised by Aunt Zhang since he was a child, and he is very particular about eating. At this time, there are some small square tables with three people sitting on one side. A few simple home-cooked dishes. Tao Zhi only feels when he smells the fragrance. hungry.

In the kitchen, Jiang Qihuai brought out the last dish on a platter. The braised chicken wings were wrapped in sauce and piled on the plate. Tao Zhi's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but smile and look at him.

Jiang Qihuai put the plate of chicken wings in front of her specially.

"Ahuai said you like this," Grandpa Jiang also looked at her with a smile and said, "Try Grandpa's craftsmanship."

Tao Zhi let out a cry. The chopsticks were still useless. He picked it up and put one for the old man: "You eat first."

Grandpa Jiang smiled with crooked eyes, and even said yes.

Tao Zhi raised his head and glanced at Jiang Qihuai who was sitting on the opposite side. The man sat there eating green vegetables coldly without saying a word.

It's not at all like Grandpa Jiang's personality.

A good meal, Tao Zhi was originally a talkative character, so he coaxed the old man to the corner of his mouth all night.

After dinner, Tao Zhi played chess with him for a while.

She played chess very badly. She had learned from Tao Xiuping when she was a child, and Tao Xiuping refused her at all. If she didn't win, she cried with anger. Tao Xiuping was watching her daughter crying and laughing.

Grandpa Jiang would let her, and the two of them played back and forth, and Tao Zhi finally felt a little bit of the fun of chess.

Jiang Qihuai came out of the bedroom, watching the old and young sitting in the living room sitting in front of the chessboard, talking and laughing, and stopped.

The light in the living room was warm and soft, and the faint sandalwood incense on the TV cabinet ignited a thin line. The girl supported her head and frowned while looking at the chessboard, her white fingers resting on the chess pieces, wanting to move.

"Hey," Grandpa Jiang said, "Think about it. Come here, I'm going to vault."

The little girl was reminded, and her movements stopped again, looking a bit distressed.

The air conditioner in the living room was so warm and lazy, Jiang Qihuai stood there, leaning against the wall and looked at it for a while.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was warm and harmonious.

It was something he hadn't seen in more than ten years.

Tao Zhi stayed until more than eight o'clock in the evening.

She was having fun, but the old man went to bed early, and it was not appropriate to stay too late at the boys' house. After a few games of chess, Tao Zhi glanced at the time and got up to leave.

Grandpa Jiang was reluctant to bear her, and sent people to the door, letting her come to play again after a few days.

Tao Zhi agreed with a smile, and Jiang Qihuai closed the door.

The corridor quieted down instantly, and the light source of the tungsten filament bulb on the ceiling was very dim. Tao Zhi stood at the door, watching Jiang Qihuai turn around.

The young man was tall, shrouded her in the shadows, Tao Zhi lowered his eyes, looking at the overlapping shadows of two people on the concrete floor, with a secret and happy sense of satisfaction.

She walked in front, Jiang Qihuai followed her downstairs, Tao Zhi deliberately walked slowly, stepping on the shadow step by step, Jiang Qihuai did not urge her.

The two of them walked all the way to the alley in silence, and no one spoke.

Passing through the small alley, the street in front of you is brightened, and the weekend night is just the time when the crowd is walking through.

Tao Zhi glanced sideways at the convenience store next to him before he said, "Are you not working here anymore?"

"Well, no time."

Tao Zhi nodded, did not ask any more, stood on the side of the road and waited to stop the car.

Jiang Qihuai stood by, holding a book in his hand and handing it over.

He has been walking behind her. Tao Zhi didn't even see what he was holding. She took it and took a look. It was the collection of English essays she had just read at his house.

Tao Zhi raised his head and looked at him: "I have a copy in my house. I cheated it from Jiang Zhengxun!"

"This book is more suitable for you," Jiang Qihuai did not respond, paused, and then said, "You can return his book. The price is not high."

"Oh," Tao Zhi nodded ignorantly, "Then I will pay him back on Monday."

Just when there was an empty car coming, Tao Zhi beckoned and got on the car.

She sat in the back row, reported an address to the driver, leaned back and looked through the book in her hand.

Until the car passed in front of Jiang Qihuai.

Tao Zhi glanced at the rearview mirror of the car and saw the boy turning and leaving from a distance.

When she got home, Ji Fan was lying on the sofa playing with a tablet and eating fruit. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the boy raised his head and glanced at her: "Why are you willing to come back so early today?"

Tao Zhi held the writing essay in his arms, walked to sit down next to him, and flipped through it happily.

The papers on the coffee table were still there, and her things were generally not moved. Tao Zhi put the books aside and put the papers away one by one.

The red markings on the above have been less and less from the beginning of the full text to the back. Tao Zhi stood up the paper and knocked it on the coffee table, neatly stacked, and then piled on the side.

She leaned back on the sofa and continued to read her precious writing paper.

Ji Fan probed over: "What is this."

"If you don't understand, don't read it," Tao Zhi said leisurely. "This is not something that your IQ level can understand."

Ji Fan looked at the book familiar, recognized it for a long time, and remembered: "Isn't this Jiang Qihuai's book, I saw him look over it that day."

As if the girl’s little secret had been poked, Tao Zhi suddenly became uncomfortable. She raised her hand and slapped Ji Fan’s head: “Can’t I just buy a copy of it myself?”

"Fuck me—" Ji Fan sat up, holding his head, "You buy the same thing, what are you doing with me?!"

Tao Zhi ignored him and opened it to herself. She had always flipped through it before. Now when she gets home, she intends to slowly appreciate it page by page.

She opened the cover of the book and wrote a random word on the clean title page with a black gel pen.

-Jiang.

Ji Fan: "..."

Tao Zhi: "..."

Ji Fan raised his head and looked at her suspiciously.

Tao Zhi was expressionless, and pointed at him: "Shut up, don't talk too much, shut your mouth."

The monthly exam will be next week.

It was still only one day for the test, only one week left. Tao Zhi divided the time into blocks, spent two days focusing on the composition, and divided the remaining three days into reading and single-choice listening. I didn't do the whole set of test papers again, and I was afraid that the results would not reach the standard after the completion of the test paper, which would affect the mood of the monthly test.

Fu Xiling looked even more nervous than her.

The little girl who usually takes classes more seriously than anyone else can't even listen to the class at this time, grabbing her for a while to talk about grammar, and then asking her if she has memorized today's vocabulary.

Tao Zhi actually didn't know her heart, but Fu Xiling was a little weak in reason. Tao Zhi didn't want her because she affected her grades, so she could only put on a very confident look, as if she could take the 150 exam.

The people in Class 1 and the teacher watched her enjoy her leisurely every day, as if she were all right, as if she didn't feel nervous and relaxed at all.

The night before the exam, Tao Zhi had insomnia.

Before going to bed, Ji Fan knocked on the door and came in and gave her a glass of milk. Tao Zhi didn't drink. After two hours of rolling over and over on the bed, she sat up in frustration.

Originally this was just a bet with Concubine Li Shu, Tao Zhi thought it was nothing, but now, this matter has become more than just a bet.

Tao Zhi wanted to do his best to get a little better in the test.

She must do well this time.

In this way, she can give herself a little flash.

Only in this way can she become a little worthy of Jiang Qihuai.

She scratched her hair irritably, got up and got out of bed, took the milk cup on the table and drank it.

The milk was completely cold, and the cold liquid slid down the throat into his stomach, Tao Zhi felt more awake.

She patted on the lamp and sat at the desk for a while memorizing words.

Until her eyes began to sore, she raised her eyes and saw the collection of essays on the desktop.

Tao Zhi put down his pen, picked up the book, and opened it.

The handwriting on the juvenile's usually printed on the scroll is neat and beautiful, probably to avoid deductions as much as possible, and the writing in private is a lot of random, the pen is sharp and magnificent, and a Jiang character was written by him with majestic, as if The rivers, lakes and seas are all contained, and the waves and waves are all picture scrolls spread out in front of the eyes.

Tao Zhi stared at the word for a while, and suddenly felt that he understood Li Sijia's persistence.

When I like a very good person, I feel a little inferior, and I want to catch up with him desperately and stand by his side.

Even though she has done almost nothing this month, she still feels that it is not enough because she is doing test papers and memorizing words every day.

She took the book and walked to the bed, thought about it, pulled up the pillow, put the book under the pillow, lay on it, covered the quilt, and closed her eyes.

High-density will flow to low-density places. When she wakes up, all the content in the book will flow to her mind.

Um.

Five hours later, Tao Zhi woke up before the alarm sounded.

She squinted her eyes and lay on the bed to relax for a while, the first reaction she woke up-high-density flow to low-density was deceptive, and there was no composition in her mind.

Because her English and Chinese exams last month pulled up a lot of her total score, Tao Zhi is no longer in the last exam room this time. There are no acquaintances in the exam room, and even the noisy Ji Fan is no longer there. Tao Zhi sat in his seat, handed over his mobile phone, and waited for the invigilator to enter the classroom to issue papers.

The English test was in the afternoon. After Tao Zhi finished the test in the morning, he went back to the examination room and lay down on the table to catch up.

Quietly in the examination room, she slept soundly and did not hear any sound.

Jiang Qihuai glanced in when passing by after lunch.

The girl lay her head sideways on the table, her cheeks hidden in her arms, her face was pressed with soft flesh, her lips pouted slightly, and her long eyelashes covered her lower eyelids.

The window in the examination room was open, facing her position, and the draft paper pressed under her arm was rolled up by the wind. She seemed to be a little cold in sleep, frowned and shrank her neck, her head tilted. , Changed the face.

Tao Zhi was awakened by the exam preparation bell.

When she raised her head, everyone in the examination room had come back and was full. The brother behind played a ball at noon. After taking off his school uniform and jacket, only the inside was left, yelling: "Who shuts all the windows? NS."

When he leaned over and raised his hand to open the window, the invigilator walked in.

Tao Zhi sat up, raised his hand and patted his face, drank two more sips of water, and woke up.

The exam in the afternoon was over, and the quiet experiment came alive again.

As usual, I had to go back to the class to arrange the tables and chairs. When Tao Zhi returned to class, a group of people in the classroom gathered together holding a draft paper to check the answer.

Ji Fan glanced at her, and consciously dragged her table and chair back, and made a "please" gesture.

Tao Zhi raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What makes you so diligent?"

"This isn't because I took the exam for a whole day. I think you are working hard," Ji Fan carefully observed her expression, "How do you feel?"

"How about what?" Tao Zhi played stupid.

"It feels like," Ji Fan said, "Don't you feel the most accurate, do you think it can work?"

"I don't know," Tao Zhi yawned, and took his schoolbag away. "I went home and went home, starving to death."

For several days, I kept listening to English in the morning at home. The difference was that Tao Zhi did the listening questions when he stopped eating breakfast.

Ji Fan was a little dazed: "No, this exam is over, why are you still listening."

"Get used to it," Tao Zhi just cut to the next paragraph of listening, biting on the sandwich and raising his head, "learning is endless."

Ji Fan doesn't understand this, he only knows that Xuehai is full of horizons, and he jumps into the horizon painfully all day long, but he can't finish it.

Tao Zhi looked the same as usual. What should I do? She returned the borrowed notes and composition one by one. Jiang Qihuai's copy, she left it for her own sake, and went to the Jiaofu store to find it. Around the time, he bought a copy of exactly the same and returned it to him.

When she returned the book, Jiang Qihuai didn't pick it up.

Tao Zhi held the book and shook it in front of him: "Then I will put it here."

Jiang Qihuai raised his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Jiang Zhengxun's copy, have you still returned?"

Tao Zhi tilted his head: "Pay it back, what's the matter."

Jiang Qihuai retracted his gaze, and the corners of his lips hooked unconsciously: "It's okay, take it back, I've finished reading this book."

Is your brain a machine?

Can't forget the archived backups?

Tao Zhi rolled his eyes and put the composition book on the table for him.

Jiang Qihuai flipped a glance, then paused, his expression unchanged.

Tao Zhi has a guilty conscience.

This book is new at first glance, and his name is not on it.

But Jiang Qihuai didn't say anything, so she didn't ask, secretly hiding his composition and pursing his lips alone, the villain in her heart put on a grass skirt and danced, as if taking advantage of the sky.

The test papers were approved quickly, and the monthly test scores came down the next day.

In the last class that afternoon, when Wang Zhuangzi came in with the report card, he didn't even rectify the discipline as usual, and the whole class fell silent in an instant.

"The overall question this time is a bit more difficult than last time. Last time I saw that you just opened the website to give you a bit of sweetness. Sure enough, some students started to float. It’s immortal, right?" Wang Fuzi said, "Li Shuangjiang, how does it feel to go backwards twenty minutes?"

Li Shuangjiang had already been asked by Wang Zhanzi to talk in the afternoon. He already knew his grades. He scratched his head and looked at nothing. He whispered, "Six hundred and eighty are not good enough... My truth is. That's the level."

He laughed at the same table.

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Wang Zhuangzi: "I won't read the grades. Generally speaking, the grades are not as high as last time. There is only one person in our class with more than 700. I don't need to say who it is. You know it in your heart."

Everyone turned their heads and glanced at Jiang Qihuai.

The subject being watched leaned in the chair motionlessly without any reaction.

Wang Fuzi continued, "But our monitor—"

Jiang Qihuai and Tao Zhi looked up together.

"Vice one," Wang Zhuangzi said while looking at her, "Your teacher Wang asked me to ask you if you have any opinions on him. Can you still have room for regression in your math score last time?"

Wang Zhuangzi smiled and said without a smile: "I also want to ask you, your physics, the total score is 100 points. Haven't you reached the limit of your lowest score yet?"

Ji Fan laughed behind him, Tao Zhi looked up at the sky, stood up and listened obediently.

"Okay, the academic committee will post the transcript to the front after class. You can read it yourself." Wang Zouzi opened the book and said, "Class first."

Tao Zhi sat down and took out the physics book and workbook.

She wandered out of the sky during one class, and her heart seemed to grow grass, and she looked like there was a small paw inside, scratching left and scratching right. For a while, she was looking forward to the end of get out of class and let her see her grades. I felt that this class would just go on like this, so that she would never know how much she had taken.

A lesson finally passed.

The school bell rang, and no one rushed to pack up their schoolbags and went home from school as usual. Everyone rushed to the front in a swarm.

The study committee member first glanced at the transcript, froze, walked over and posted the transcript on the wall.

A bunch of people's heads leaned over to look, and from time to time someone looked at her and Li Sijia back and forth.

Tao Zhi slowly installed his schoolbag, hesitating whether to pretend to be forced to walk home and ask Ji Fan or go over and take a look.

"Go." Fu Xiling couldn't help it, and urged her in a low voice. Seeing that she didn't respond, she stood up and pulled her hand to the front of the transcript.

Tao Zhi stood behind the pile of people, pursing his lips and glanced.

The transcript of the experiment is very detailed, the class ranking, the scores of each subject, and the row behind each subject is the single-year ranking.

The first line is still the name, Jiang Qihuai is firmly pressed on it like a mountain, followed by a neat row of Arabic numerals 1.

Tao Zhi looked down and saw Li Sijia in the sixth place, English 141, single subject and Jiang Qihuai tied for the first grade.

With a sudden jump in her heart, she looked down and saw herself in the countdown position.

She directly ignored other subjects and found English.

139.

Single subject grade ranking: 3.