Chapter 18 B-5

When spring came, Xiang Ning's college entrance examination entered the countdown, and Sang Li's high school entrance examination was imminent. By this time, Sang Li had begun to get used to Xiang Ning's after-school tutoring, and his scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry had improved a little. Maybe it was still not enough to become the group that was far ahead, but it didn't seem so out of reach to get into the high school of our school.Sang Li's head teacher knows Nan Yang, so he approves of Nan Yang entrusting his good friend Xiang Ning to tutor Sang Li.Thinking about it now, the teachers at that time were really simple: it seemed that they only caught puppy love among students of the same age, and it seemed that they never thought about whether two students who were four years apart would have puppy love.

Fortunately, Xiang Ning's positioning of himself is very accurate: before Sang Li is admitted to university, he can only be her "Brother Xiang Ning"-although he doesn't like her calling him that, but he has to rely on this relationship To numb my more and more derailed thoughts. Perhaps because the weather is getting warmer, the place where Sang Li and Xiang Ning "see each other every day" began to shift from the classroom at noon to the playground in the evening: At that time, the high school and the third grade had evening self-study every day, starting from the fourth in the afternoon. After class to the first evening self-study, there is an hour for dinner.Sang Li and Xiang Ning both ate in the school cafeteria, and would sit in the stands beside the playground after meals.Sang Li would talk about some difficult problems in homework, and Xiang Ning would squint his eyes and give an almost inseparable answer.Sang Li was very dissatisfied with Xiang Ning's mental arithmetic speed, and often threw out a complicated equation problem on purpose, but he never stumped Xiang Ning.

So Sang Li couldn't help feeling the wonder of the Creator: Oh God, why did you gather so many powerful functions into one person, so that he can speak good English, solve difficult math problems, and sing beautiful songs? , Write good-looking brush characters... For such questions, Xiang Ning usually pats Sang Li on the head, wondering: "Why do you say that, I seem to be a multi-functional little overlord learning machine?" Sang Li was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud. At that time, the advertisement of the Xiaobawang learning machine was so well-known: You take one, I take one, and Xiaobawang has a learning machine; you take two, I take two, and the game learning is fast; It sounds very simple; if you shoot four, I will shoot four, and you will be able to type in three days; "leaning machine".

In the shade of green poplars, Xiang Ning accompanied Sang Li through spring and summer.Because of this kind of company, even the black June and July became less hideous-that year, it seemed that the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination came one after another in an inadvertent time, without any tension or fear.Sang Li calmly walked into the examination room of the high school entrance examination, while Xiang Ning returned safely to the provincial capital to take the high school entrance examination.Xiang Ning's first choice was the German Department of the University of Foreign Languages, and if there were no accidents, he should be admitted smoothly, while Sang Li learned that he was admitted to the provincial key middle school with a slight advantage of 2 points in early July.

It was a happy ending - except for the separation that had to be accepted, everything seemed so satisfying. During the summer vacation, Nan Yang came home—it was 6:30 in the morning. He got off the train with a light luggage bag, and walked into his courtyard along the Huashuli Hutong that he had walked through countless times in his youth.The moment the door was pushed open with a "creak", he looked up and saw Sang Li, who was used to getting up early, standing in the middle of the yard, drinking a bowl of soy milk thoughtfully, while drinking, he used his free hand to break it Go and count something.She was wearing a nightdress with ducklings on it, with a large neckline, revealing fair skin and clear collarbone, immature and pure.

Nan Yang couldn't help laughing, he looked at Sang Li while laughing, after a few seconds, Sang Li's fugue ended, he rolled his eyes inexplicably, and poured the remaining soybean milk into his mouth .She raised her head with her mouth protruding, but suddenly met Nan Yang's smiling eyes looking at her, she was so startled that she almost spit out a mouthful of soybean milk. "Ah—" Sang Li began to scream. Nan Yang frowned: "Xiao Li, I haven't seen you for half a year, so you greet me like this?" In the next second, Sang Li had rushed towards Nan Yang, cheering happily: "Brother, brother, brother, brother..."

Nan Yang smiled and hugged Sang Li: "Are you a repeater?" While talking, Nan Yang's mother heard the noise and came out of the kitchen. She immediately saw her son holding Sang Li in her arms, happily pulling Sang Li's ponytail with one hand, making a mess like when she was a child. Nan Yang's mother was taken aback for a moment, and she beamed with joy: "Yang Yang!" As soon as Nan Yang looked up and saw his mother, he hurried over to give her a hug again.He is already so much taller than his mother. Nanyang's mother had to look up to see her son's face clearly. The mother looked at her son with relief and asked, "Did you sleep well on the train?"

Nan Yang scratched his hair: "Let's do it, I came back with a few classmates, I took a hard seat, played poker for half the night, and then slept for a while." Nanyang's mother looked at her son distressedly, and reached out to stroke his forehead: "I just cooked noodles, you eat some, go to sleep, your father didn't come back from work last night, let's call your Uncle Sang's family tonight have a meal together." Nan Yang said "Hmm", and looked back at Sang Li who was standing there holding a bowl of soy milk, and suddenly thought of something, stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck, then looked at his palm, and asked Sang Li with a frown: "Little Li, did you rub the oil on my neck again?"

Sang Li was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.Nan Yang became furious and chased after him all the way, and the scene of chickens flying around in the yard was staged again. Nanyang's mother couldn't help laughing as she watched from the side, and then she remembered that Sang Li had been used to grabbing fritters with her hands since she was very young, and ran to Nanyang to rub left and right without washing her hands after eating.If it was someone else, Nan Yang's mother, who was in charge of washing clothes, would have already slapped him, but because it was Sang Li, she thought the child was naughty and cute.

No one seemed to notice that at the door of Sangli's room, Tian Miao stood there quietly, watching with cold eyes.