Chapter 116
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There are only two things in the world that can resist the old trauma, time and New Nightmare - yes, level 4 and level 6 are signing up again.
Although students who were interrupted during the outbreak of the virus, according to the system records, can apply directly this time without paying the registration fee, but for Song Fei, a hard worker in English, this comfort can not erase the psychological shadow of the examination itself.
Objectively speaking, the attribute of Song Fei's learning dregs completely depends on his own efforts - to eat and sleep foolishly, to slip away in class and to release himself. If not, he will not be reduced to the ranks of underachievers. After all, he is also a university with ability.
However, he is born with a hard hand in English.
Many students with good English can't understand the fact that his Chinese is good but his English is poor. Because in the eyes of these students, they have something in common. The rest is just memorizing words and memorizing grammar.
Song Fei admits that he doesn't have enough words, but even if he occasionally meets an article that most of the words can understand, in the end, he can understand the meaning of the incompatibility between the wind, horse and ox. it's really unspeakable sadness.
So at the end of the college entrance examination, it was also a good performance, other subjects with extraordinary play but still tearful English scores, just breathtaking across the University's score line.
As soon as he entered the University, while relaxing other subjects, he put English on hold completely. At the end of each term, his English teacher sent him to pass the exam with compassion.
However, the teachers of grade 4 and 6 are not so kind.
Song Fei even thinks that after seeing his bad composition, the teacher may even deduct a few points to ease the anger of an educator.
So he signed up again and again, took exams again and again, and got worse scores again and again.
After seeing his appalling test scores, Qi Yan vowed to help him overcome the difficulties. Of course, there's no need to say more about the following things. A pair of Laoyan flies away, and there's only level 4 xiaochunfeng.
In the two months after the outbreak of the corpse tide, Song Fei thought many times that as long as he could survive the disaster, he would study hard, make progress every day, and cherish every inch of his time in the University.
In fact, he did.
Class actively sit forward, a word does not leak, concentrate, after class first write homework and then read, meticulous, review the old and learn the new.
Qi Yan is very happy about this. Several times, when Song Fei looked at the books in the library study room, he felt strange. When he raised his eyes, it must be his boyfriend's comforting and loving eyes.
Everything was going in the right direction until the morning of the weekend when the registration deadline for the exam, 440's door was knocked.
Wang Qingyuan's empty bed hasn't been filled. At the moment, there are only Song Fei, Ren Zhe and Xiang Yang in 440 miles.
The last two don't know whether they are sleepy or unwilling to move. They just can't get up anyway.
Song Fei has no choice but to open the door in a trance. As a result, he sees handsome Qi with a provocative smile.
"Today Isn't it a weekend? " Facing the bird nest, Song Fei hasn't woken up yet, but since the beginning of school, the weekend is used to sleep until he wakes up naturally, so Qi Yan comes here at this time, and he doesn't know what's going on.
"It's the weekend." Qi Yan said, can't help but pinch his face, half asleep and half awake when Song Fei is the most painful.
Song Fei frowned. He didn't notice that he was teased because of his doubts: "then you come..."
"Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Let's go to the library. There won't be any place later."
"Isn't the study time Monday to Friday?"
"Who made it?"
"I thought it was the hidden rule between us..."
"It's changed now. No, it should be said that starting today, we have entered a new stage."
"What stage?"
"Four six full sprint period."
“……”
Song Fei wakes up completely.
As the door of 440 closes again, Ren Zhe and Xiang Yang, who are still on the bed in the room, emerge from the quilt and look at each other with emotion in their eyes. Gay men are just different. They have such positive energy when they fall in love.
At that time, Song Fei had embarked on a long journey with English books, dictionaries and real titles on his back.
In the morning of the campus at the weekend, there is a sense of laziness and ease.
Song Fei and Qi Yan walk side by side on the road of students. The wind of early autumn blows on their faces with a trace of warmth.
"It's also the weekend when the virus breaks out." After a quiet walk, Song Fei suddenly said.
Qi Yan was stunned, then he shook his head and said, "don't always think about the past, look at the future."
Song Fei took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling that his boyfriend made a lot of sense: "I'm born with English. Really, don't hold too much hope."
Qi Yanwan did not expect to be such a "future". He was angry and lost: "if you don't start to work hard, you limit yourself to a result, then the result can't be changed."
Song Fei pursed his lips and swallowed his retort.Qi Yan is much softer than before. If you put the former Qi Yan into the new context, you will surely say that your English is for you, not for me. What do you mean to let me give up hope?!
Therefore, he can no longer be the same as before. Before he does anything, he thinks it's useless. Then he unilaterally thinks that the boy friend who forces him to do these useless things is extremely guilty. He doesn't know how to think in another place, let alone feel pity for jade.
"Why don't you talk?" Quiet and clever is never Song Fei's style, which makes Qi Yan a little bit bottomless and more gentle.
Song Fei is a little bit uncomfortable, directly do not give face Music: "can you have a normal tone?"
was so embarrassed by the Tucao, he simply did not install it. He didn't make complaints about Song Fei's hair. "No, no, no effort!"
Song feibai looked at him and sighed loudly: "yes, I will!"
They have come to the library, but the library is full!
I don't know if yesterday's registration deadline stimulated the students' heart to work hard. They went to two study rooms in a row, and the attendance rate exceeded 80%. The remaining 20% were empty and occupied all kinds of objects, declaring their sovereignty in the future.
When it comes to the whole Mongolia C can at least one of it, this damn effort to read and understand has not been Mongolia's accurate!
Song feisheng has nothing to love, and he doesn't dare to show it. He can only sigh in secret, quietly stop writing and use Yu Guang to see his boyfriend.
Qi Yan couldn't keep up with Shuai. Just by sweeping his face, Yu Guang could see that Song Fei's heart was swaying.
However, a boyfriend's face value can't be changed into his CET-4 score after all.
Song Fei put his eyes back on the real topic, took a deep breath, went to the execution ground, and continued to work hard!
"I can't do it." Qi Yan suddenly made a sound.
Song Fei was startled. As soon as he shook his hand, the tip of the automatic pencil broke. As he anxiously pressed the new one out, he explained to Qi Yan: "it's OK. I'll finish one right away. Yes, the accuracy is low, but it's difficult at the beginning of everything..."
"No, you're right. There are people who are naturally sensitive to numbers, people who are naturally sensitive to words, and people who are naturally insensitive to English. You are such a person." Qi Yan said it very seriously. He didn't mean to be joking, but he didn't get angry. He seemed to state the facts quietly.
Song Fei swallowed: "you are so understanding all of a sudden, I have a little square..."
Qi Yan while four students are focused on learning, quickly raised his hand to touch the face of Song Fei, pity intimacy.
Song Fei's heart and soul are all soft when he is touched. Just as he thinks about it, he sees Qi Yan passing over an envelope made of paper. For fear that he doesn't know the attribute of the letter, a heart is painted on the envelope.
Patronizing Qi Yan, I didn't notice when he wrote the letter!
Song Fei's thick skin is to carry the Yellow storm, can't stop pure love, although the heart has a guess, but not too dare to believe, so the lips moved for a long time also didn't make a sound, it's more delayed to reach for.
Qi Yan simply put the envelope into his hand, Dafang told: "love letter."
Song Fei finally found his own voice: "in the information age, I don't need to do this..."
Qi Yan: "if you take back the corner of your mouth, it will be more convincing."
Song Fei doesn't care whether his words and expression match. He takes up the envelope and is about to open it, but Qi Yan stops him.
"I'll look back. I'm shy."
“……”
This kind of straightforward tone, no fluctuation of expression and this sentence completely does not match it!!!
No matter whether Qi Yan's shyness is true or not, the love letter is always in his hand. It's like hanging a carrot in front of a donkey, but not letting the donkey chew it. It's inhuman!
As if to see his boyfriend's anxiety, Qi Yan helped him put the love letter and the real pencil into his schoolbag: "go back to the dormitory."
Songfei felt amnesty.
However, he is not what he used to be. No matter how difficult English is, he has to learn it. Now he is just leaving for a while - who let curiosity conquer self-improvement!
Leaving the sentence "have lunch together at noon", song left the library like the wind.
He said he was going back to the dormitory, but when he walked out of the library, he couldn't wait to take out the envelope from his schoolbag. But being a thief is always guilty, so he didn't look at it immediately after he took it out. Instead, he ran out of Xuezi Avenue with the envelope in his hand and walked all the way until he got into the woods of Mingfeng lake.
Xiang Yang and Ren zhe must still be in the dormitory. If he really wants to go back to the dormitory, he has no privacy at all!
His heart beat like a drum, and Song Fei opened the envelope expectantly.
Qi Yan's hand was very skillful. He folded the letter directly into an envelope, and it was folded two pieces together, so when he opened it, it was two pieces of paper full of words.
Well, it's full of English words.
…… Damn it! It's 360 degrees to write it in flowery style. Thomas is spinning his mother's egg!!!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah --" it seemed to match Song Fei's mood. Suddenly, a howl came from the nearby woods.Song Fei is so scared that he forgets to scold his boyfriend. Holding the letter, he approaches the sound source quietly.
"Mischievous, mischievous What's behind H
The more familiar the voice is, Song Fei stops subconsciously.
Through the layers of green leaves, he saw that his former partners who fought side by side were frantic with the tree. From time to time, he bumped his head and recited words with his life.
Quietly back to the safety zone, Song Fei secretly takes out his mobile phone and dials the phone.
Soon there was an inauthentic mobile phone ring in the woods. A moment later, Zhou Tongyi's voice came from the receiver: "Song Fei?"
"Well," Song Fei asked calmly, holding back his smile, "what are you doing?"
There was a slight hesitation, and then he replied, "a walk by the lake."
"For a walk?"
"At the weekend, come here and have a look at the scenery. I'm relaxed and happy."
"Relaxed and happy?"
"Yes, integrating into nature, there is nothing like the green of nature Wait, what's the matter with you? How do you talk
"No, I just miss you. Listen to your voice. OK, I'm going to do CET-4. Don't play all the time. Come on. Bye!"
Hang up the phone, Song Fei in silence, happy to become a jump candy.
I don't want to be happy. The phone in my hand suddenly rings a short prompt sound. Song Fei opens wechat. It's a small video sent by Qiao Siqi, and a line of text - guess what Zhou Duyi is doing in the woods by the lake, ha ha ha!
Click on the video, surprise week all hit the tree live shooting, along with the English word spelling are recorded together!
Song Fei quickly quits for fear that the speaker will expose himself.
The next second, he looked around and contacted the shooting angle of the small video to determine the location of another peeper, Qiao.
However, without waiting for him to find it, Zhou Junyi roared not far away: "josch --"
this voice was so sincere that all the birds in the forest flew away.
Song Fei thought that Zhou Junyi also saw the video, but as he approached the scene of the crime again, the two voices mixed together made him understand that the two friends had met!
Obviously, Qiao couldn't help feeling lonely and jumped out of the room by himself.
Song Fei didn't dare to get too close. He only heard one wanted to poke sushi gun and the other wanted to take out Swiss knife.
It's reasonable to say that we are all partners who come out of the same trench. We are so sorry to see each other in war.
But the friendship between the two is the sea, no waves, no surging.
It's not suitable to stay in the woods here for a long time, so Song Fei had to go to the other side, finally found a place with pleasant scenery, sat on the ground, and began to nibble at the dictionary to translate love letters.
I'm afraid he is the only one in the world who works so hard to read love letters.
Translation engineering is much longer than he thought.
It's not only enough to know each word, but also to string together to form meaning. Sometimes, if you don't pay attention to a sentence pattern, the meaning will diverge. But Qi Yan, who has been hit by a thousand swords, still likes to use complex sentences. It's just A thousand swords!!!
By noon, Song Fei was able to figure out about two pages.
In fact, the so-called love letter is more like a battle memoir. All the expressions that make people blush and beat their hearts never appear. Most of the space is devoted to praising the resourcefulness, kindness and bravery of their friends.
Song Fei is very disappointed. He has read Xintong several times, but he still has no new discovery.
At this time, Qi Yan called, as if to calculate the right time: "it's time to eat."
Song Fei is depressed: "you eat by yourself."
Qi Yan: "have you finished reading the letter?"
Song Fei: "well."
Qi Yan: "really?"
Song Fei: "what can I cheat you about?"
Qi Yan: "it really surprised me. I thought you had to see the night at least."
Song Fei clapped his case and was very unhappy when he didn't read that it was not suitable for children. This man continued to arch fire: "I finished reading two broken pages of paper in five minutes. Your level love letters, bah, fart love letters, are English compositions. Let alone one, a hundred of them are just like reading primary school Chinese textbooks!"
Qi Yan: "that's great. Make up your mind. Song Fei is going to search for a dictionary.
But Qi Yan took the dictionary away faster than him: "don't read it."
Song Fei black line, but temper up, also can't care so much, hard scalp also want to continue.
Gradually, Song Fei calmed down and waited until he began to answer the questions. His thinking was almost as clear as ever. Except for the last question, three wrong answers were a little confusing, and the other four questions, the wrong options could not even interfere with them, so they could be eliminated at a glance!
After answering, Song Fei looks at Qi Yan in surprise and is overjoyed!
Qi Yan sighed as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time. This is a language, not a science. We can't use formulas. You know all the words in a sentence, and you may not be able to understand its exact meaning. So in addition to reciting more, you have to read more and feel more. "Song Fei didn't know what to say. He just felt that his heart was completely filled with this person. With every heartbeat, he could feel his weight.
"If you love me, just say, don't control." Qi Yan raised his mouth and bent his eyes.
Song Fei is not angry with him: "can you learn more good qualities from me? Don't always learn from me."
Qi Yan lay down at the desk and looked at him, as if he couldn't see enough: "when you pass level Four, I'll take you to relax."
Song Fei is not happy: "but don't relax?"
Qi Yan laughs: "OK, let it go. No matter what kind of exam you get, let it go."
Song Fei happily approached Qi: "do you have any plans, can you disclose them in advance?"
Qi Yan: "no way."
Song Fei: come on, you must have arranged it. Hurry up, I want a spoiler
Qi Yan: "Er."
Song Fei: "if it's a man, it's better!"
Qi Yan: "water bed play."
Song Fei
Who the hell is relaxing for whom!!!
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There are only two things in the world that can resist the old trauma, time and New Nightmare - yes, level 4 and level 6 are signing up again.
Although students who were interrupted during the outbreak of the virus, according to the system records, can apply directly this time without paying the registration fee, but for Song Fei, a hard worker in English, this comfort can not erase the psychological shadow of the examination itself.
Objectively speaking, the attribute of Song Fei's learning dregs completely depends on his own efforts - to eat and sleep foolishly, to slip away in class and to release himself. If not, he will not be reduced to the ranks of underachievers. After all, he is also a university with ability.
However, he is born with a hard hand in English.
Many students with good English can't understand the fact that his Chinese is good but his English is poor. Because in the eyes of these students, they have something in common. The rest is just memorizing words and memorizing grammar.
Song Fei admits that he doesn't have enough words, but even if he occasionally meets an article that most of the words can understand, in the end, he can understand the meaning of the incompatibility between the wind, horse and ox. it's really unspeakable sadness.
So at the end of the college entrance examination, it was also a good performance, other subjects with extraordinary play but still tearful English scores, just breathtaking across the University's score line.
As soon as he entered the University, while relaxing other subjects, he put English on hold completely. At the end of each term, his English teacher sent him to pass the exam with compassion.
However, the teachers of grade 4 and 6 are not so kind.
Song Fei even thinks that after seeing his bad composition, the teacher may even deduct a few points to ease the anger of an educator.
So he signed up again and again, took exams again and again, and got worse scores again and again.
After seeing his appalling test scores, Qi Yan vowed to help him overcome the difficulties. Of course, there's no need to say more about the following things. A pair of Laoyan flies away, and there's only level 4 xiaochunfeng.
In the two months after the outbreak of the corpse tide, Song Fei thought many times that as long as he could survive the disaster, he would study hard, make progress every day, and cherish every inch of his time in the University.
In fact, he did.
Class actively sit forward, a word does not leak, concentrate, after class first write homework and then read, meticulous, review the old and learn the new.
Qi Yan is very happy about this. Several times, when Song Fei looked at the books in the library study room, he felt strange. When he raised his eyes, it must be his boyfriend's comforting and loving eyes.
Everything was going in the right direction until the morning of the weekend when the registration deadline for the exam, 440's door was knocked.
Wang Qingyuan's empty bed hasn't been filled. At the moment, there are only Song Fei, Ren Zhe and Xiang Yang in 440 miles.
The last two don't know whether they are sleepy or unwilling to move. They just can't get up anyway.
Song Fei has no choice but to open the door in a trance. As a result, he sees handsome Qi with a provocative smile.
"Today Isn't it a weekend? " Facing the bird nest, Song Fei hasn't woken up yet, but since the beginning of school, the weekend is used to sleep until he wakes up naturally, so Qi Yan comes here at this time, and he doesn't know what's going on.
"It's the weekend." Qi Yan said, can't help but pinch his face, half asleep and half awake when Song Fei is the most painful.
Song Fei frowned. He didn't notice that he was teased because of his doubts: "then you come..."
"Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Let's go to the library. There won't be any place later."
"Isn't the study time Monday to Friday?"
"Who made it?"
"I thought it was the hidden rule between us..."
"It's changed now. No, it should be said that starting today, we have entered a new stage."
"What stage?"
"Four six full sprint period."
“……”
Song Fei wakes up completely.
As the door of 440 closes again, Ren Zhe and Xiang Yang, who are still on the bed in the room, emerge from the quilt and look at each other with emotion in their eyes. Gay men are just different. They have such positive energy when they fall in love.
At that time, Song Fei had embarked on a long journey with English books, dictionaries and real titles on his back.
In the morning of the campus at the weekend, there is a sense of laziness and ease.
Song Fei and Qi Yan walk side by side on the road of students. The wind of early autumn blows on their faces with a trace of warmth.
"It's also the weekend when the virus breaks out." After a quiet walk, Song Fei suddenly said.
Qi Yan was stunned, then he shook his head and said, "don't always think about the past, look at the future."
Song Fei took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling that his boyfriend made a lot of sense: "I'm born with English. Really, don't hold too much hope."
Qi Yanwan did not expect to be such a "future". He was angry and lost: "if you don't start to work hard, you limit yourself to a result, then the result can't be changed."
Song Fei pursed his lips and swallowed his retort.Qi Yan is much softer than before. If you put the former Qi Yan into the new context, you will surely say that your English is for you, not for me. What do you mean to let me give up hope?!
Therefore, he can no longer be the same as before. Before he does anything, he thinks it's useless. Then he unilaterally thinks that the boy friend who forces him to do these useless things is extremely guilty. He doesn't know how to think in another place, let alone feel pity for jade.
"Why don't you talk?" Quiet and clever is never Song Fei's style, which makes Qi Yan a little bit bottomless and more gentle.
Song Fei is a little bit uncomfortable, directly do not give face Music: "can you have a normal tone?"
was so embarrassed by the Tucao, he simply did not install it. He didn't make complaints about Song Fei's hair. "No, no, no effort!"
Song feibai looked at him and sighed loudly: "yes, I will!"
They have come to the library, but the library is full!
I don't know if yesterday's registration deadline stimulated the students' heart to work hard. They went to two study rooms in a row, and the attendance rate exceeded 80%. The remaining 20% were empty and occupied all kinds of objects, declaring their sovereignty in the future.
When it comes to the whole Mongolia C can at least one of it, this damn effort to read and understand has not been Mongolia's accurate!
Song feisheng has nothing to love, and he doesn't dare to show it. He can only sigh in secret, quietly stop writing and use Yu Guang to see his boyfriend.
Qi Yan couldn't keep up with Shuai. Just by sweeping his face, Yu Guang could see that Song Fei's heart was swaying.
However, a boyfriend's face value can't be changed into his CET-4 score after all.
Song Fei put his eyes back on the real topic, took a deep breath, went to the execution ground, and continued to work hard!
"I can't do it." Qi Yan suddenly made a sound.
Song Fei was startled. As soon as he shook his hand, the tip of the automatic pencil broke. As he anxiously pressed the new one out, he explained to Qi Yan: "it's OK. I'll finish one right away. Yes, the accuracy is low, but it's difficult at the beginning of everything..."
"No, you're right. There are people who are naturally sensitive to numbers, people who are naturally sensitive to words, and people who are naturally insensitive to English. You are such a person." Qi Yan said it very seriously. He didn't mean to be joking, but he didn't get angry. He seemed to state the facts quietly.
Song Fei swallowed: "you are so understanding all of a sudden, I have a little square..."
Qi Yan while four students are focused on learning, quickly raised his hand to touch the face of Song Fei, pity intimacy.
Song Fei's heart and soul are all soft when he is touched. Just as he thinks about it, he sees Qi Yan passing over an envelope made of paper. For fear that he doesn't know the attribute of the letter, a heart is painted on the envelope.
Patronizing Qi Yan, I didn't notice when he wrote the letter!
Song Fei's thick skin is to carry the Yellow storm, can't stop pure love, although the heart has a guess, but not too dare to believe, so the lips moved for a long time also didn't make a sound, it's more delayed to reach for.
Qi Yan simply put the envelope into his hand, Dafang told: "love letter."
Song Fei finally found his own voice: "in the information age, I don't need to do this..."
Qi Yan: "if you take back the corner of your mouth, it will be more convincing."
Song Fei doesn't care whether his words and expression match. He takes up the envelope and is about to open it, but Qi Yan stops him.
"I'll look back. I'm shy."
“……”
This kind of straightforward tone, no fluctuation of expression and this sentence completely does not match it!!!
No matter whether Qi Yan's shyness is true or not, the love letter is always in his hand. It's like hanging a carrot in front of a donkey, but not letting the donkey chew it. It's inhuman!
As if to see his boyfriend's anxiety, Qi Yan helped him put the love letter and the real pencil into his schoolbag: "go back to the dormitory."
Songfei felt amnesty.
However, he is not what he used to be. No matter how difficult English is, he has to learn it. Now he is just leaving for a while - who let curiosity conquer self-improvement!
Leaving the sentence "have lunch together at noon", song left the library like the wind.
He said he was going back to the dormitory, but when he walked out of the library, he couldn't wait to take out the envelope from his schoolbag. But being a thief is always guilty, so he didn't look at it immediately after he took it out. Instead, he ran out of Xuezi Avenue with the envelope in his hand and walked all the way until he got into the woods of Mingfeng lake.
Xiang Yang and Ren zhe must still be in the dormitory. If he really wants to go back to the dormitory, he has no privacy at all!
His heart beat like a drum, and Song Fei opened the envelope expectantly.
Qi Yan's hand was very skillful. He folded the letter directly into an envelope, and it was folded two pieces together, so when he opened it, it was two pieces of paper full of words.
Well, it's full of English words.
…… Damn it! It's 360 degrees to write it in flowery style. Thomas is spinning his mother's egg!!!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah --" it seemed to match Song Fei's mood. Suddenly, a howl came from the nearby woods.Song Fei is so scared that he forgets to scold his boyfriend. Holding the letter, he approaches the sound source quietly.
"Mischievous, mischievous What's behind H
The more familiar the voice is, Song Fei stops subconsciously.
Through the layers of green leaves, he saw that his former partners who fought side by side were frantic with the tree. From time to time, he bumped his head and recited words with his life.
Quietly back to the safety zone, Song Fei secretly takes out his mobile phone and dials the phone.
Soon there was an inauthentic mobile phone ring in the woods. A moment later, Zhou Tongyi's voice came from the receiver: "Song Fei?"
"Well," Song Fei asked calmly, holding back his smile, "what are you doing?"
There was a slight hesitation, and then he replied, "a walk by the lake."
"For a walk?"
"At the weekend, come here and have a look at the scenery. I'm relaxed and happy."
"Relaxed and happy?"
"Yes, integrating into nature, there is nothing like the green of nature Wait, what's the matter with you? How do you talk
"No, I just miss you. Listen to your voice. OK, I'm going to do CET-4. Don't play all the time. Come on. Bye!"
Hang up the phone, Song Fei in silence, happy to become a jump candy.
I don't want to be happy. The phone in my hand suddenly rings a short prompt sound. Song Fei opens wechat. It's a small video sent by Qiao Siqi, and a line of text - guess what Zhou Duyi is doing in the woods by the lake, ha ha ha!
Click on the video, surprise week all hit the tree live shooting, along with the English word spelling are recorded together!
Song Fei quickly quits for fear that the speaker will expose himself.
The next second, he looked around and contacted the shooting angle of the small video to determine the location of another peeper, Qiao.
However, without waiting for him to find it, Zhou Junyi roared not far away: "josch --"
this voice was so sincere that all the birds in the forest flew away.
Song Fei thought that Zhou Junyi also saw the video, but as he approached the scene of the crime again, the two voices mixed together made him understand that the two friends had met!
Obviously, Qiao couldn't help feeling lonely and jumped out of the room by himself.
Song Fei didn't dare to get too close. He only heard one wanted to poke sushi gun and the other wanted to take out Swiss knife.
It's reasonable to say that we are all partners who come out of the same trench. We are so sorry to see each other in war.
But the friendship between the two is the sea, no waves, no surging.
It's not suitable to stay in the woods here for a long time, so Song Fei had to go to the other side, finally found a place with pleasant scenery, sat on the ground, and began to nibble at the dictionary to translate love letters.
I'm afraid he is the only one in the world who works so hard to read love letters.
Translation engineering is much longer than he thought.
It's not only enough to know each word, but also to string together to form meaning. Sometimes, if you don't pay attention to a sentence pattern, the meaning will diverge. But Qi Yan, who has been hit by a thousand swords, still likes to use complex sentences. It's just A thousand swords!!!
By noon, Song Fei was able to figure out about two pages.
In fact, the so-called love letter is more like a battle memoir. All the expressions that make people blush and beat their hearts never appear. Most of the space is devoted to praising the resourcefulness, kindness and bravery of their friends.
Song Fei is very disappointed. He has read Xintong several times, but he still has no new discovery.
At this time, Qi Yan called, as if to calculate the right time: "it's time to eat."
Song Fei is depressed: "you eat by yourself."
Qi Yan: "have you finished reading the letter?"
Song Fei: "well."
Qi Yan: "really?"
Song Fei: "what can I cheat you about?"
Qi Yan: "it really surprised me. I thought you had to see the night at least."
Song Fei clapped his case and was very unhappy when he didn't read that it was not suitable for children. This man continued to arch fire: "I finished reading two broken pages of paper in five minutes. Your level love letters, bah, fart love letters, are English compositions. Let alone one, a hundred of them are just like reading primary school Chinese textbooks!"
Qi Yan: "that's great. Make up your mind. Song Fei is going to search for a dictionary.
But Qi Yan took the dictionary away faster than him: "don't read it."
Song Fei black line, but temper up, also can't care so much, hard scalp also want to continue.
Gradually, Song Fei calmed down and waited until he began to answer the questions. His thinking was almost as clear as ever. Except for the last question, three wrong answers were a little confusing, and the other four questions, the wrong options could not even interfere with them, so they could be eliminated at a glance!
After answering, Song Fei looks at Qi Yan in surprise and is overjoyed!
Qi Yan sighed as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time. This is a language, not a science. We can't use formulas. You know all the words in a sentence, and you may not be able to understand its exact meaning. So in addition to reciting more, you have to read more and feel more. "Song Fei didn't know what to say. He just felt that his heart was completely filled with this person. With every heartbeat, he could feel his weight.
"If you love me, just say, don't control." Qi Yan raised his mouth and bent his eyes.
Song Fei is not angry with him: "can you learn more good qualities from me? Don't always learn from me."
Qi Yan lay down at the desk and looked at him, as if he couldn't see enough: "when you pass level Four, I'll take you to relax."
Song Fei is not happy: "but don't relax?"
Qi Yan laughs: "OK, let it go. No matter what kind of exam you get, let it go."
Song Fei happily approached Qi: "do you have any plans, can you disclose them in advance?"
Qi Yan: "no way."
Song Fei: come on, you must have arranged it. Hurry up, I want a spoiler
Qi Yan: "Er."
Song Fei: "if it's a man, it's better!"
Qi Yan: "water bed play."
Song Fei
Who the hell is relaxing for whom!!!
There are only two things in the world that can resist the old trauma, time and New Nightmare - yes, level 4 and level 6 are signing up again. Although students who were interrupted during the outbreak of the virus, according to the system records, can apply directly this time without paying the registration fee, but for Song Fei, a hard worker in English, this comfort can not erase the psychological shadow of the examination itself. Objectively speaking, the attribute of Song Fei's learning dregs completely depends on his own efforts - to eat and sleep foolishly, to slip away in class and to release himself. If not, he will not be reduced to the ranks of underachievers. After all, he is also a university with ability. However, he is born with a hard hand in English. Many students with good English can't understand the fact that his Chinese is good but his English is poor. Because in the eyes of these students, they have something in common. The rest is just memorizing words and memorizing grammar. Song Fei admits that he doesn't have enough words, but even if he occasionally meets an article that most of the words can understand, in the end, he can understand the meaning of the incompatibility between the wind, horse and ox. it's really unspeakable sadness. So at the end of the college entrance examination, it was also a good performance, other subjects with extraordinary play but still tearful English scores, just breathtaking across the University's score line. As soon as he entered the University, while relaxing other subjects, he put English on hold completely. At the end of each term, his English teacher sent him to pass the exam with compassion. However, the teachers of grade 4 and 6 are not so kind. Song Fei even thinks that after seeing his bad composition, the teacher may even deduct a few points to ease the anger of an educator. So he signed up again and again, took exams again and again, and got worse scores again and again. After seeing his appalling test scores, Qi Yan vowed to help him overcome the difficulties. Of course, there's no need to say more about the following things. A pair of Laoyan flies away, and there's only level 4 xiaochunfeng. In the two months after the outbreak of the corpse tide, Song Fei thought many times that as long as he could survive the disaster, he would study hard, make progress every day, and cherish every inch of his time in the University. In fact, he did. Class actively sit forward, a word does not leak, concentrate, after class first write homework and then read, meticulous, review the old and learn the new. Qi Yan is very happy about this. Several times, when Song Fei looked at the books in the library study room, he felt strange. When he raised his eyes, it must be his boyfriend's comforting and loving eyes. Everything was going in the right direction until the morning of the weekend when the registration deadline for the exam, 440's door was knocked. Wang Qingyuan's empty bed hasn't been filled. At the moment, there are only Song Fei, Ren Zhe and Xiang Yang in 440 miles. The last two don't know whether they are sleepy or unwilling to move. They just can't get up anyway. Song Fei has no choice but to open the door in a trance. As a result, he sees handsome Qi with a provocative smile. "Today Isn't it a weekend? " Facing the bird nest, Song Fei hasn't woken up yet, but since the beginning of school, the weekend is used to sleep until he wakes up naturally, so Qi Yan comes here at this time, and he doesn't know what's going on. "It's the weekend." Qi Yan said, can't help but pinch his face, half asleep and half awake when Song Fei is the most painful. Song Fei frowned. He didn't notice that he was teased because of his doubts: "then you come..." "Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Let's go to the library. There won't be any place later." "Isn't the study time Monday to Friday?" "Who made it?" "I thought it was the hidden rule between us..." "It's changed now. No, it should be said that starting today, we have entered a new stage." "What stage?" "Four six full sprint period." Song Fei wakes up completely. As the door of 440 closes again, Ren Zhe and Xiang Yang, who are still on the bed in the room, emerge from the quilt and look at each other with emotion in their eyes. Gay men are just different. They have such positive energy when they fall in love. At that time, Song Fei had embarked on a long journey with English books, dictionaries and real titles on his back. In the morning of the campus at the weekend, there is a sense of laziness and ease. Song Fei and Qi Yan walk side by side on the road of students. The wind of early autumn blows on their faces with a trace of warmth. "It's also the weekend when the virus breaks out." After a quiet walk, Song Fei suddenly said. Qi Yan was stunned, then he shook his head and said, "don't always think about the past, look at the future." Song Fei took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling that his boyfriend made a lot of sense: "I'm born with English. Really, don't hold too much hope." Qi Yanwan did not expect to be such a "future". He was angry and lost: "if you don't start to work hard, you limit yourself to a result, then the result can't be changed." Song Fei pursed his lips and swallowed his retort.Qi Yan is much softer than before. If you put the former Qi Yan into the new context, you will surely say that your English is for you, not for me. What do you mean to let me give up hope?! Therefore, he can no longer be the same as before. Before he does anything, he thinks it's useless. Then he unilaterally thinks that the boy friend who forces him to do these useless things is extremely guilty. He doesn't know how to think in another place, let alone feel pity for jade. "Why don't you talk?" Quiet and clever is never Song Fei's style, which makes Qi Yan a little bit bottomless and more gentle. Song Fei is a little bit uncomfortable, directly do not give face Music: "can you have a normal tone?" was so embarrassed by the Tucao, he simply did not install it. He didn't make complaints about Song Fei's hair. "No, no, no effort!" Song feibai looked at him and sighed loudly: "yes, I will!" They have come to the library, but the library is full! I don't know if yesterday's registration deadline stimulated the students' heart to work hard. They went to two study rooms in a row, and the attendance rate exceeded 80%. The remaining 20% were empty and occupied all kinds of objects, declaring their sovereignty in the future. When it comes to the whole Mongolia C can at least one of it, this damn effort to read and understand has not been Mongolia's accurate! Song feisheng has nothing to love, and he doesn't dare to show it. He can only sigh in secret, quietly stop writing and use Yu Guang to see his boyfriend. Qi Yan couldn't keep up with Shuai. Just by sweeping his face, Yu Guang could see that Song Fei's heart was swaying. However, a boyfriend's face value can't be changed into his CET-4 score after all. Song Fei put his eyes back on the real topic, took a deep breath, went to the execution ground, and continued to work hard! "I can't do it." Qi Yan suddenly made a sound. Song Fei was startled. As soon as he shook his hand, the tip of the automatic pencil broke. As he anxiously pressed the new one out, he explained to Qi Yan: "it's OK. I'll finish one right away. Yes, the accuracy is low, but it's difficult at the beginning of everything..." "No, you're right. There are people who are naturally sensitive to numbers, people who are naturally sensitive to words, and people who are naturally insensitive to English. You are such a person." Qi Yan said it very seriously. He didn't mean to be joking, but he didn't get angry. He seemed to state the facts quietly. Song Fei swallowed: "you are so understanding all of a sudden, I have a little square..." Qi Yan while four students are focused on learning, quickly raised his hand to touch the face of Song Fei, pity intimacy. Song Fei's heart and soul are all soft when he is touched. Just as he thinks about it, he sees Qi Yan passing over an envelope made of paper. For fear that he doesn't know the attribute of the letter, a heart is painted on the envelope. Patronizing Qi Yan, I didn't notice when he wrote the letter! Song Fei's thick skin is to carry the Yellow storm, can't stop pure love, although the heart has a guess, but not too dare to believe, so the lips moved for a long time also didn't make a sound, it's more delayed to reach for. Qi Yan simply put the envelope into his hand, Dafang told: "love letter." Song Fei finally found his own voice: "in the information age, I don't need to do this..." Qi Yan: "if you take back the corner of your mouth, it will be more convincing." Song Fei doesn't care whether his words and expression match. He takes up the envelope and is about to open it, but Qi Yan stops him. "I'll look back. I'm shy." This kind of straightforward tone, no fluctuation of expression and this sentence completely does not match it!!! No matter whether Qi Yan's shyness is true or not, the love letter is always in his hand. It's like hanging a carrot in front of a donkey, but not letting the donkey chew it. It's inhuman! As if to see his boyfriend's anxiety, Qi Yan helped him put the love letter and the real pencil into his schoolbag: "go back to the dormitory." Songfei felt amnesty. However, he is not what he used to be. No matter how difficult English is, he has to learn it. Now he is just leaving for a while - who let curiosity conquer self-improvement! Leaving the sentence "have lunch together at noon", song left the library like the wind. He said he was going back to the dormitory, but when he walked out of the library, he couldn't wait to take out the envelope from his schoolbag. But being a thief is always guilty, so he didn't look at it immediately after he took it out. Instead, he ran out of Xuezi Avenue with the envelope in his hand and walked all the way until he got into the woods of Mingfeng lake. Xiang Yang and Ren zhe must still be in the dormitory. If he really wants to go back to the dormitory, he has no privacy at all! His heart beat like a drum, and Song Fei opened the envelope expectantly. Qi Yan's hand was very skillful. He folded the letter directly into an envelope, and it was folded two pieces together, so when he opened it, it was two pieces of paper full of words. Well, it's full of English words. Damn it! It's 360 degrees to write it in flowery style. Thomas is spinning his mother's egg!!! "Ah, ah, ah, ah --" it seemed to match Song Fei's mood. Suddenly, a howl came from the nearby woods.Song Fei is so scared that he forgets to scold his boyfriend. Holding the letter, he approaches the sound source quietly. "Mischievous, mischievous What's behind H The more familiar the voice is, Song Fei stops subconsciously. Through the layers of green leaves, he saw that his former partners who fought side by side were frantic with the tree. From time to time, he bumped his head and recited words with his life. Quietly back to the safety zone, Song Fei secretly takes out his mobile phone and dials the phone. Soon there was an inauthentic mobile phone ring in the woods. A moment later, Zhou Tongyi's voice came from the receiver: "Song Fei?" "Well," Song Fei asked calmly, holding back his smile, "what are you doing?" There was a slight hesitation, and then he replied, "a walk by the lake." "For a walk?" "At the weekend, come here and have a look at the scenery. I'm relaxed and happy." "Relaxed and happy?" "Yes, integrating into nature, there is nothing like the green of nature Wait, what's the matter with you? How do you talk "No, I just miss you. Listen to your voice. OK, I'm going to do CET-4. Don't play all the time. Come on. Bye!" Hang up the phone, Song Fei in silence, happy to become a jump candy. I don't want to be happy. The phone in my hand suddenly rings a short prompt sound. Song Fei opens wechat. It's a small video sent by Qiao Siqi, and a line of text - guess what Zhou Duyi is doing in the woods by the lake, ha ha ha! Click on the video, surprise week all hit the tree live shooting, along with the English word spelling are recorded together! Song Fei quickly quits for fear that the speaker will expose himself. The next second, he looked around and contacted the shooting angle of the small video to determine the location of another peeper, Qiao. However, without waiting for him to find it, Zhou Junyi roared not far away: "josch --" this voice was so sincere that all the birds in the forest flew away. Song Fei thought that Zhou Junyi also saw the video, but as he approached the scene of the crime again, the two voices mixed together made him understand that the two friends had met! Obviously, Qiao couldn't help feeling lonely and jumped out of the room by himself. Song Fei didn't dare to get too close. He only heard one wanted to poke sushi gun and the other wanted to take out Swiss knife. It's reasonable to say that we are all partners who come out of the same trench. We are so sorry to see each other in war. But the friendship between the two is the sea, no waves, no surging. It's not suitable to stay in the woods here for a long time, so Song Fei had to go to the other side, finally found a place with pleasant scenery, sat on the ground, and began to nibble at the dictionary to translate love letters. I'm afraid he is the only one in the world who works so hard to read love letters. Translation engineering is much longer than he thought. It's not only enough to know each word, but also to string together to form meaning. Sometimes, if you don't pay attention to a sentence pattern, the meaning will diverge. But Qi Yan, who has been hit by a thousand swords, still likes to use complex sentences. It's just A thousand swords!!! By noon, Song Fei was able to figure out about two pages. In fact, the so-called love letter is more like a battle memoir. All the expressions that make people blush and beat their hearts never appear. Most of the space is devoted to praising the resourcefulness, kindness and bravery of their friends. Song Fei is very disappointed. He has read Xintong several times, but he still has no new discovery. At this time, Qi Yan called, as if to calculate the right time: "it's time to eat." Song Fei is depressed: "you eat by yourself." Qi Yan: "have you finished reading the letter?" Song Fei: "well." Qi Yan: "really?" Song Fei: "what can I cheat you about?" Qi Yan: "it really surprised me. I thought you had to see the night at least." Song Fei clapped his case and was very unhappy when he didn't read that it was not suitable for children. This man continued to arch fire: "I finished reading two broken pages of paper in five minutes. Your level love letters, bah, fart love letters, are English compositions. Let alone one, a hundred of them are just like reading primary school Chinese textbooks!" Qi Yan: "that's great. Make up your mind. Song Fei is going to search for a dictionary. But Qi Yan took the dictionary away faster than him: "don't read it." Song Fei black line, but temper up, also can't care so much, hard scalp also want to continue. Gradually, Song Fei calmed down and waited until he began to answer the questions. His thinking was almost as clear as ever. Except for the last question, three wrong answers were a little confusing, and the other four questions, the wrong options could not even interfere with them, so they could be eliminated at a glance! After answering, Song Fei looks at Qi Yan in surprise and is overjoyed! Qi Yan sighed as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time. This is a language, not a science. We can't use formulas. You know all the words in a sentence, and you may not be able to understand its exact meaning. So in addition to reciting more, you have to read more and feel more. "Song Fei didn't know what to say. He just felt that his heart was completely filled with this person. With every heartbeat, he could feel his weight. "If you love me, just say, don't control." Qi Yan raised his mouth and bent his eyes. Song Fei is not angry with him: "can you learn more good qualities from me? Don't always learn from me." Qi Yan lay down at the desk and looked at him, as if he couldn't see enough: "when you pass level Four, I'll take you to relax." Song Fei is not happy: "but don't relax?" Qi Yan laughs: "OK, let it go. No matter what kind of exam you get, let it go." Song Fei happily approached Qi: "do you have any plans, can you disclose them in advance?" Qi Yan: "no way." Song Fei: come on, you must have arranged it. Hurry up, I want a spoiler Qi Yan: "Er." Song Fei: "if it's a man, it's better!" Qi Yan: "water bed play." Song Fei Who the hell is relaxing for whom!!!
