Chapter 5
Following an online recipe, Fang Xiaozheng spent two hours preparing scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised pork with potatoes, stir-fried vegetables, and crucian carp soup. Dessert was a strawberry milkshake. To ensure the sponsor could enjoy the freshly prepared dish, the braised pork with potatoes was covered in the pot to keep it warm.
In response to this, she could only say that she tried her best, from peeling potatoes to processing fish, she did it bit by bit, and finally cooked the dish. It can't be said that it was delicious, but it was just beyond the ability of a novice.
After cooking dinner, Fang Xiaozheng suddenly wanted to relax by studying, so she put her phone on the desk, took out her textbook to do her homework, picked out the questions she knew how to do, and filled them out in a haphazard manner - anyway, she would not change her destiny by studying in the future, she would just work hard to lick rich women and that would be it. It would be even better if she could meet a rich man through Shen Huaixin.
Not long after, the phone vibrated. Fang Xiaozheng quickly clicked on the screen and a few big words appeared on the message prompt: I'm out of appetite. Talk to you next time.
Fang Xiaozheng's eyes went dark.
The sky gradually darkened, and the clock hanging on the yellowed wall pointed to eight o'clock. The lights were on in the living room, and there was a small table in the corner, which was Fang Xiaozheng's desk.
She would scratch her head with her pen, then flip through the pages of her book anxiously, unable to concentrate on her studies, just like usual. With so many problems in the world, why did they have to deal with a high school student like her?
There was the sound of a key turning in the door, and then the metal door handle was pushed down, opening a gap, and a figure wrapped in the cold night air walked in.
"Xiao Zheng, I'm back."
Fang Xiaozheng walked over, took her mother's bag, and hung it on a nearby clothes hanger.
As usual, Fang's mother put the key in the drawer of the entrance hall, and walked to the kitchen with the packaged cold noodles from a nearby shop, wanting to get a cup of hot water first.
"...Xiao Zheng?"
Hearing his name, Fang Xiaozheng responded. After a while, he heard the next sentence from the kitchen: "Did you prepare all this?"
"Yeah." Fang Xiaozheng felt sorry for the dishes she had prepared in vain. She had no choice but to eat a little and spread the rest on the table, waiting for her mother to come back and have a midnight snack before cleaning up.
Fang's mother walked out of the kitchen, hugged Fang Xiaozheng, touched her head, and was shocked to find that her daughter was already taller than herself. She worked with her head down all day and didn't know when her daughter had become so sensible and considerate. She couldn't help but sigh,
"Our little Zheng has really grown up."
“…”
Fang Xiaozheng was stunned for a moment, a sudden pang of pain welling up in her heart. She shamelessly accepted the credit and said awkwardly, "I'll heat it up again; some are cold. You can take the rest with you to work tomorrow."
"Okay, I have to try my daughter's cooking." Fang's mother wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and the fine crow's feet were shining with water.
She kept saying that her daughter had grown up and knew how to feel sorry for her mother, but Fang Xiaozheng lowered her head as if she had done something wrong and was speechless.
After everything was packed up, Fang Xiaozheng yawned, feeling that the evening had been too fulfilling. He was ready to play with his phone for a while and relax. As soon as he opened his phone, he saw the message sent by Shen Huaixin half an hour ago: 2. Do your homework well, ensure the accuracy, and copy it for me tomorrow.
"ha?"
Fang Xiaozheng couldn't help but loudly express his doubts and anger using interjections.
No, didn't Shen Huaixin have any idea of her level? They were both copying one down and ten down, what on earth was there to copy? And they even guaranteed accuracy? Was that even human language?
Fang Xiaozheng rubbed his eyes vigorously and read the task over and over again to make sure he was not dazzled - it seemed, indeed, that he was not dazzled.
She raised her head, stared at the ceiling in despair, and sighed deeply. In an instant, she understood the meaning of the word "hopeless illiterate".
Late at night, Fang Xiaozheng took a photo of his homework and uploaded it early. In order to prevent Shen Huaixin from not being able to understand his handwriting, he deliberately wrote it more neatly. He usually didn't get any marks for this paper in the exam.
Shen Huaixin was very pleased after receiving it. Although the original book said Fang Xiaozheng's grades were not very good, at least it was better than her, a long-graduated office worker. Studying and copying at the same time would always result in more correct answers.
However, when she clicked on the first page, she fell silent. After a while, she held a pen between her index and middle fingers and pretended to smoke.
Well, it's better to rely on yourself than on others, so let's be self-reliant. Although human society will no longer exist in the future and there is no point in studying now, Shen Huaixin will not live to see that time, so he might as well take this opportunity to experience his long-lost student life.
Her grades were good in her original world and she could have been admitted to a key university, but she did not choose her favorite school in the end just for the scholarship.
The imaginary cigarette butt burned to the fingertips, and Shen Huaixin came back to his senses, clenched the pen in his hand, stood up, walked to the edge of the room, and knocked on the wall: "Are you asleep?"
“…”
Yes, it’s already past ten o’clock, time to go to bed.
As soon as Shen Huaixin turned around, she heard a sound coming from the other side of the wall. The wall was knocked twice by the other side, imitating the same pattern, even the intervals were exactly the same. Shen Huaixin smiled, wishing her brother was really this cute and well-behaved in real life.
She took a few photos of the blank questions and sent them to him, then asked, "Can you do the questions?"
“No.”
The answer was expected. After all, Shen Chumo had never been exposed to human knowledge. Even if he could learn by himself, it would take time. Shen Huaixin sighed: "Forget it, you should wash up early..."
[System: Yellow card warning! ]
"Go to sleep! You're playing the lute to a cow!" Shen Huaixin pulled back from the brink of death, successfully preventing the ooc warning, and couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat. Maintaining a persona was too difficult, and she wasn't a professional actor who could always be in the state.
the next day.
The alarm on her cell phone woke up the sleeping Shen Huaixin. She sighed softly due to a slight aversion to studying, but she still got up and washed herself.
Shen Huaixin also knew that it was meaningless to do all this. When the end of the world came, the scores on the exams and the number of days of schooling would be insignificant. Even the existence of the original owner would be wiped out. However, she still wanted to relive the purity of her high school days immersed in the learning atmosphere.
When they arrived in the classroom, after Shen Huaixin submitted her homework, Fang Xiaozheng looked at the homework book, scratched the back of her head, and dodged her gaze: "Sister Xin, regarding the accuracy rate, I can only say it's half and half..."
"That's too conservative," Shen Huaixin glanced at her, "You don't have to give me homework in the future, so just cook and practice your cooking skills first."
Fang Xiaozheng laughed dryly, his tone confused: "I don't quite understand. Sister Xin has all kinds of chefs, why does she want me to cook?"
Because the end of the world is coming, it won't hurt to learn some cooking skills. Also, Fang Xiaozheng's mother had a hard life and never enjoyed happiness in her life. In the end, she was polluted when the end of the world came. Fang Xiaozheng didn't show it on the surface, but before he died, he kept calling for his mother, as if asking for help and as if repenting.
Shen Huaixin may not be able to change the ending, but she at least wants the mother and daughter to have less regrets.
"I want to eat something home-cooked," Shen Huaixin thought for a moment and added, "Also, you should study the documentary 'Follow Lord Long on an Adventure' carefully. I have a picnic plan for the summer vacation, and I'm relying on you to light the fire and cook."
"..." Fang Xiaozheng fell silent for a long time before he nodded with difficulty, indicating that he had tried his best.
Shen Huaixin looked at the other two followers and gave them the same instructions. Although their names weren't even in the book, since they were following her, giving them a little advice was considered doing their best and leaving the rest to fate. It would also prevent them from coming up with bad ideas and causing her to do evil and bully her classmates.
As time went by, the students attended classes according to the schedule. Shen Huaixin listened to the class, tapping the pen on the book with his fingertips, his eyes gradually drifting away. The teacher was already accustomed to this, or perhaps it was rare for Shen Huaixin to attend school on time, so he did not remind her and continued to teach.
The student in the back row remained as inattentive as ever. He supported his head, sometimes tilting his body to look at the scenery outside the window, and sometimes looking at Shen Huaixin in the front row.
The light from the gaps in the shade fell on Shen Huaixin's black hair. Even though her back was the same as before, for some reason, she looked even more beautiful. The boy couldn't help but look at Shen Huaixin's profile. She looked like she was in a trance, staring blankly at the blackboard.
The boy followed her gaze and looked not at the blackboard, but at some place beside it... a notice board? There was an insignificant notice on it. The boy vaguely remembered that the teacher had posted it yesterday.
Hmm, it seems she is in a daze. After the boy came to this conclusion, he began a new round of daydreaming.
When the bell rang, Shen Huaixin took a deep breath and walked to the Chinese teacher's office to hand in the registration form she had filled out last night. The teacher looked at her in surprise, took the registration form, and glanced up and down to confirm that it was not a prank.
It was probably just a whim of the rich girl, but she was worried that no one would sign up for the art performance, so she was planning to mobilize some people. Shen Huaixin volunteered to participate because she had a performance to do.
"Singing program?" The Chinese teacher pushed up his glasses and smiled. "Rehearse well, and I'll cheer you on."
Shen Huaixin pinched his cuffs and nodded.
The Chinese teacher looked at the registration form again and asked, "Just a solo? If you're nervous, you can sing in a chorus, or find a few classmates to sing with you."
Shen Huaixin thought about it and felt that it made sense: "Okay, I'll go and mobilize them."
Before, Shen Huaixin felt that she was an outsider and never took others into consideration. Now that she thought about it carefully, she realized that her thinking was too narrow. The original owner's three friends could join in the harmony as long as they were willing.
Shen Huaixin immediately organized an emergency meeting of the small group and encouraged them to sign up together.
Fang Xiaozheng, the leader of the mischief team, was in a dilemma. She was a master at mischief, but when it came to talent... she couldn't be said to be completely clueless, but rather to be quite good at most things. She said frankly, "I can't sing."
Shen Huaixin hurriedly comforted him, "It's very simple, just relax, it's not some official large-scale party, just open your mouth and hum a few times, and there will be prizes afterward, at least it's a consolation prize."
This was exactly what Zhong Xiaozheng was thinking, and she nodded in agreement. Then, Shen Huaixin looked at the other two girls. One had a baby face and spoke softly, and the other had twin ponytails and was tall and thin.
The baby-faced boy hesitated: "There are too many people. I'll be nervous."
"Anyway, just stand by and fish in troubled waters," the girl with twin ponytails patted her chest, "Put the microphone between me and Xiao Zheng."
The baby-faced man chuckled and said, "That's fine."
Shen Huaixin was very relieved to see that they had convinced themselves.
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