The bus passed by.

The green light soon came on, and pedestrians around crossed the road one after another.

The puppy turned around and barked at Xu Che, urging him to go forward.

But Xu Che just held the dog leash tightly in his hand. He did not move forward, but reached into his pocket and took out a piece of candy.

This is a brand of candy that he doesn't like to eat on weekdays because it is too sweet.

Another red and green light alternated, and the candy melted on the tip of the tongue.

It was sweeter than expected, so sweet that it was greasy.

He didn't like it.

Murong's house.

Everyone gathered here, surrounding Song Yi in the middle, and everyone was looking at the wound on her forehead.

Shen Yujing laughed, "No way? Did you hit it against the car window? Song Yi, you are a talent."

Song Yi pinched Shen Yujing's arm without hesitation, and said with a fake smile: "Do you want to die?"

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong!" Shen Yujing immediately apologized and handed the hot tea to Song Yi, "Warm your hands and calm down."

The heating in Murong Huan's room was turned on very well, but the two of them were still very cold after just coming in from outside.

Song Yi took the teacup but handed it to Hang Feng, saying, "Take it."

Hang Feng had been holding a bottle of frozen mineral water for her to cool down along the way, so he must be colder.

Hang Feng took the hot tea with his right hand. His frozen left hand lightly touched the cup, but he let go immediately because it felt too hot.

Murong Huan stood up and walked downstairs, saying, "I'll ask Auntie to get you a hot water bag."

Quan Le immediately followed her, "I want one too, I want one too!"

Shen Yujing frowned, his eyes fell on the cup, and then turned to look at Song Yi, "That's the tea I gave you, why did you give it to him?"

Song Yi rolled her eyes, "Why do you care so much?"

Shen Yujing doubted, "Are you his guardian angel?"

Song Yi neither admitted nor denied, but smiled and said, "Guess."

Murong Huan soon came back with Quan Le, and handed a rechargeable hot water bag to Hang Feng, "Take it."

"Thank you." Hang Feng took the hot water bag, but did not put down the hot tea in his hand.

Everyone is here, so today's class can officially begin.

There were six people in total, three top students, two poor students, and one who was okay was also forced to become a poor student.

Song Yi and Hang Feng took turns to give them three lectures, while Jiang Yiheng was responsible for correcting the homework of the three people last time.

At first glance, it looked quite decent, and the learning atmosphere was not bad.

At noon, it was Murong Huan's chef who cooked a large table full of various cuisines.

But Murong Huan frowned after picking up a chopstick of food, and said sullenly: "It's not as delicious as your dad's."

Shen Yujing also nodded, "Although it's better than the one in my house, it's indeed not as good as your dad's."

Song Yi: "?"

She carefully picked up a chopstick of food and put it in her mouth. She thought it was delicious.

Song Yi only has three evaluations for food: delicious, average, and unpalatable. She doesn't feel much difference.

But with the family background of Shen Yujing and Murong Huan, what delicious food have they not eaten since childhood?

Song Yi originally thought that Shen Yujing and Murong Huan were just flattering in front of her father, but now it seems that they really think that the dishes cooked by Song's father are more delicious, then...

Song Yi still doesn't quite believe it, and decides to ask the smartest and most honest person present.

So she looked at Jiang Yiheng and asked, "Do you think this dish is delicious or my father's? Tell the truth."

Jiang Yiheng thought for a while and said, "In terms of knife skills, the chef of the Murong family is slightly better, but the rest are all cooked better by Uncle Song."

Since Jiang Yiheng said so, Song Yi naturally had to believe it. It 's a waste of

Song's father's skills to be a carpenter. It seems that we need to find an opportunity to have a good chat. Maybe we can change our careers.

In the afternoon, it was the same repetitive study life again. Compared with dozens of students sitting in the classroom and being able to slack off at any time, this kind of life where she is almost watched one-on-one while writing papers makes Murong Huan feel painful. So she stretched out a hand, "I apply for a ten-minute break after class!" Song Yi glanced at the time on her mobile phone and nodded in agreement: "Approved." Shen Yujing and Hang Feng also put down their pens at the same time, leaning back in their chairs, looking exhausted. The three of them fell into regret at the same time and began to think: Just study like this for seven days? That would be fatal. But in addition to studying, everyone remembered another thing in their hearts- protecting the people they want to protect and finding their own guardian angels. So Quan Le lay down on the chair and shouted, "I'm so thirsty!" Jiang Yiheng said expressionlessly, "Why don't you go get some water if you're thirsty?" Quan Le: "..." He sat up and said, "Where's my guardian angel? If you don't get me some water, I'll die of thirst!" Murong Huan rolled his eyes and said, "You're really stupid. Being your guardian angel doesn't mean I have to be your lackey. If you can't even get water yourself, you might as well die of thirst." Quan Le retorted, "Aren't I looking for an opportunity to find that guy?" As Quan Le spoke, his eyes moved around He scanned the people around him and looked at Jiang Yiheng with some suspicion, "Jiang Yiheng! Why are you avoiding my sight? Are you feeling guilty? You are my guardian angel, right?" Jiang Yiheng: "..." Jiang Yiheng did not answer Quan Le's question, but just said, "Ten minutes have passed." Song Yi also picked up the exercise book and handed it to Hang Feng, "Then let's finish teaching them math first?" Hang Feng nodded, "Okay." Jiang Yiheng spoke slowly, "The last math problem has a third solution, and I see that both of you have only written down two."

"Don't bother me." Song Yi waved her hands repeatedly. She didn't want to participate in any Mathematical Olympiad competition. It was enough to get a high score on the test paper. She was not interested in how many solutions there were to a problem.

Hang Feng frowned, his eyes fell on the last question, as if he was thinking about how to find the third solution.

Jiang Yiheng looked at Song Yi and arranged, "You finish explaining the previous multiple-choice questions to Shen Yujing and others first, and I will explain the last question to Hang Feng."

"Okay." Song Yi agreed and walked to the whiteboard, stretched out her hand and knocked on the page, "Sit up, sit up, pay attention to the class!"

On the side, Hang Feng looked up at Jiang Yiheng with doubt in his eyes.

Jiang Yiheng turned the paper to the last page and explained indifferently, "It should be much easier to explain the questions to you than to those three."

The next day, the cram school life continued as usual.

However, at about noon, the class group exploded, and everyone was discussing the final results.

"The final results are out, and you can check them from the academic system." Murong Huan said as she picked up her phone and gave Shen Yujing a vicious look.

After more than a month of hard study, Murong Huan also felt that her accuracy rate was very high when she explained the paper yesterday. This time she will definitely win! She wants to trample Shen Yujing hard under her feet and let him know that there is a gap in their IQ! There is a gap!

Unfortunately, Shen Yujing also thought so, because he was also very confident in himself this time.

There was no need to check Song Yi and Jiang Yiheng's grades, because they had already been mentioned in the group.

Song Yi covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner, "Sorry, Jiang Xueshen, I barely beat you by a few points and barely kept the first place."

Song Yi and Jiang Yiheng's scores in various subjects were very high, and they were very close to each other, but Jiang Yiheng was slightly lower than Song Yi in Chinese, which was the reason why his total score was not as good as Song Yi.

Jiang Yiheng glanced at Song Yi and said, "So happy? Then I can rule out you as my guardian angel."

Song Yi: "..."

Jiang Yiheng's focus was really a bit strange.

The next second, Quan Le's cheers rang out, "Eighteenth! I ranked eighteenth! This is the first time I've been in the top twenty of Class A! I'm no longer the last in our class!"

Quan Le stood up and walked out with his phone, "I'm going to call my dad and tell him the good news. I finally have the chance to get the new car I've been eyeing for a long time!"

Song Yi looked at Hang Feng and asked with concern, "How is it?"

Hang Feng put away his phone and said, "Fourth place."

"Do your best." Song Yi said as he stretched out a hand towards Hang Feng and said seriously, "Congratulations on returning to Class A."

Hang Feng pursed his lips and also stretched out his hand -

"Ah!!!"

Murong Huan screamed beside her, Song Yi immediately retracted her hand, walked over and asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Hang Feng lowered his eyes and looked at his hand still hanging in the air, paused for two seconds and slowly let it go.

Murong Huan looked at Song Yi in a bit of collapse, "Ninth place! I got ninth place!"

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, reached out and touched her cheek like coaxing a kitten, "Ninth place is very good, it's a big improvement."

Song Yi really thought so, after all, he has been giving them basic knowledge during this period of time. At this rate, Murong Huan will be the top student in Class B when school starts.

Shen Yujing said quietly beside him, "They are tied for ninth place."

"Ah?" Song Yi was stunned for a moment, then as if she realized something, "Then there is another ninth place?"

Shen Yujing turned the screen of his mobile phone towards Song Yi, showing a very annoying smile, and said, "It's me."

In Shen Yujing's view, not losing is winning, and he always has a good mentality.

Song Yi: "..."

They always have the same ranking in every exam, which is quite a coincidence.

Song Yi silently reached out and hugged Murong Huan, "It's okay, it's okay, I will definitely surpass him next time."

In response, Shen Yujing replied with two words, "Dream on."

He looked extremely proud, and if he had a tail, he would be able to shake it.

Although there were some minor episodes, everyone was basically satisfied with their own results, and the efforts during this period were also rewarded.

However, Hang Feng did not come to the remedial class the next morning.

Jiang Yiheng frowned and asked, "Why are you here alone?"

Song Yi replied, "My grandma is going to set up a stall somewhere far away today, so Hang Feng sent her there."

Song Yi took a sip of the hot milk tea and asked Shen Yujing beside him, "What are Murong Huan and Quan Le doing?"

Murong Huan and Quan Le were sitting in two corners of the sofa at this moment, each holding a notebook in their hands, looking down and writing something.

Shen Yujing replied, "They were there early in the morning doing reasoning and analyzing everyone's guardian angel."

Song Yi walked over with interest and asked, "What did you analyze?"

Quan Le raised his head and said seriously, "I think my guardian angel is..."

As Quan Le said this, he pointed his finger at Song Yi with a serious face.

Song Yi: "?"

She swallowed and forced a smile, "How could it be me? What are you talking about?"

Quan Le said word by word: "Get out of the way."

Song Yi: "?"

Song Yi took a step back and saw that Quan Le was pointing in the direction of Shen Yujing.

Shen Yujing was also puzzled, "Please, how could I be your guardian angel?"

Quan Le sneered and said, "If the person you want to protect is not me? Why did you buy my favorite milk tea! Admit it, Shen Yujing! There is only one truth!"

Shen Yujing: "Because I like this taste too. When have we not drunk it together? Are you sick, so suspicious?"

Quan Le: "..."

It seems, it seems so.

Since Shen Yujing overturned his judgment, Quan Le lowered his head and continued to calculate, muttering: "Is it really not me that Shen Yujing smoked? This is impossible..."

Shen Yujing was even more speechless, and said: "Come on, I picked you? If you are so disgusting, I would not come here today."

"You won't come?" Quan Le grasped the key point, raised his head and said: "Could it be that Hang Feng picked me? So he didn't come because he was disgusted?"

Shen Yujing: "..."

It was really rare to see such a thing, it was the first time he saw someone rushing to think that he was disgusting.

In any case, Quan Le did not doubt himself, and Song Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Since the day when Quan Le was picked, Song Yi felt quite at ease.

After all, among this group of people, only Shen Yujing and Quan Le had a lower IQ, and the probability of being discovered should not be too high.

"That's not right, but Hang Feng didn't say a word to me yesterday." Quan Le overturned his judgment again, and his hand holding the pen turned around in the room... turned around...

Thinking of how he had specially explained a few questions to Quan Le yesterday, Song Yi was afraid that he would remember this, so he immediately looked at Shen Yujing and said loudly: "Disgusting? If you draw Quan Le, would you feel disgusted? Shen Yujing, it's too much for you to say that! I can't stand it anymore!"

Song Yi's voice was very loud, which naturally attracted Quan Le's attention.

He suddenly caught the point that he had overlooked, slapped his thigh, and said angrily: "That's right, Shen Yujing, you actually said I was disgusting? Then the person you drew is not disgusting?"

"Of course not." Shen Yujing looked at Quan Le righteously, and said seriously: "You are not comparable to the person I drew. He is much better, smarter, and more likable than you."

"Ah?" This time it was Quan Le's turn to be stunned for a moment, and then he whispered to himself: "Better than me, smarter than me, and more likable than me? Do we have such a person here? There can't be such a person in the whole Saintsley, right?"

Song Yi & Jiang Yiheng: "..."

It is rare to see such a narcissistic person nowadays.

And Murong Huan's hand went straight to the back of Quan Le's head, and her disgust was self-evident.

And Song Yi said, "By the way, there is one more thing. Tomorrow is Hang Feng's birthday."

"Birthday? Great!" Murong Huan became interested, "I didn't expect that your birthdays are so close, then let's do something new tomorrow!"

Shen Yujing's eyes fell on Song Yi with some suspicion, "Could it be Hang Feng you drew?"

Song Yi pursed her lips, but accepted it, "Indeed, I admit that the person I want to protect is Hang Feng."

When Song Yi said this, his eyes quickly swept over the faces of everyone present, and did not find anything unusual. The four of them were surprised to varying degrees.

Murong Huan asked, "Yi Yi, the rules of the game cannot be denied, why did you say it out loud?"

Song Yi said, "It's just a game, not a big deal. Of course, a friend's birthday is more important."

Murong Huan was convinced by this reason and nodded, "That's right."

Jiang Yiheng also took the initiative and said, "He is still quite a loner. Since he is willing to get along with us now, let's celebrate his birthday together tomorrow."

Quan Le also nodded and said, "It's all for Song Yi, not for others. He was not suitable.

He could n't be thick. The next day

-Song Yi looked

at the Ultraman model in front of him, and customized high -end jackets with five different Ultramans, and fell into contemplation. "Song Yi :" How old is your cousin? "Murong Huan

: " There are those who go to elementary school and have junior high schools, what happened?

" Song Yi: " ... " What happened? Of course it's because of the generation gap! How can a high school student like Ultraman? Isn't it childish and embarrassing... "Wow! So cool!!!" The door was pushed open, and Shen Yujing and Quan Le walked in side by side. The two of them expressed the same emotion in unison, and both showed admiring eyes. Murong Huan became more proud in an instant and said, "Look, I told you that boys like Ultraman!" Murong Huan picked up two sets of Ultraman jumpsuits and handed them to them, "Come and see, this is the costume we are going to wear today." Shen Yujing and Quan Le rushed over in an instant, and both of them stretched out their hands to fight, and they were about to fight. "I want Tiga's! I want Tiga!" "No! Tiga is the most handsome! Give me Tiga's clothes!" Song Yi: "..." Is she abnormal or is this world abnormal? Of course, Jiang Yiheng's arrival soon made Song Yi breathe a sigh of relief. The boy stood at the door, looking at the two people who were about to fight because of a set of Tiga jumpsuits with disgust, and asked: "Are they performing bullfighting?" "They are fighting." Song Yi simply explained the current situation to Jiang Yiheng. Jiang Yiheng went from "I don't understand" at the beginning to "I think they are sick" later. Jiang Yiheng said directly: "I won't wear such a thing." Song Yi also refused, "I don't want to either." Murong Huan said: "It doesn't matter, then you two will be responsible for pushing the cake, and we will be impressive enough if we wear three of them!" Song Yi opened his mouth and said with a complicated expression: "Huanhuan, you should play less with them." Murong Huan asked: "Why?" Song Yi: "Because a bad brain may be contagious." Shen Yujing turned around in the midst of fighting with Quan Le and questioned: "Who are you talking about with a bad brain?" Quan Le also echoed: "Yes! Who are you talking about?"

Song Yi: "... I'm talking about Hang Feng."

Shen Yujing and Quan Le turned back at the same time with satisfaction, and continued to fight over the Tiga jumpsuit in their hands.

Song Yi looked at Jiang Yiheng beside him and shouted: "Jiang Yiheng! Something big has happened!"

Jiang Yiheng asked cooperatively: "What happened?"

Song Yi said: "Two of my friends are fighting! But there are more terrible things than this!"

Jiang Yiheng: "What is it?"

Song Yi said word by word: "The ugly one is going to win!!!"

As soon as Song Yi finished speaking, Shen Yujing and Quan Le both let go of each other instantly.

Quan Le took a step back, waved his hands, and said, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Shen Yujing stuffed the Tiga jumpsuit in his hand into Quan Le's hand, "No, no, no, I lost!"

The atmosphere between the two suddenly changed from fighting to "respectful and friendly". They gave in to each other, and the scene in front of them naturally became strangely harmonious.

Jiang Yiheng & Murong Huan: "..."

High, really high.

As expected of Song Yi.