Chapter 5 Healing the childhood villain 5
Xing Jian took a quick look at the pile of notes. They were all about high school knowledge, almost covering all types of questions. From the careful handwriting, one could tell how attentive the person who wrote the notes was.
Such a carefully crafted note is such a waste for someone who has no chance of getting good grades given the plot setting.
"You should keep these notes for yourself. I can't learn anything even if I read them." Xingjian pushed the pile of notes back with a look of regret.
"I don't need to read it. I sorted these out and sold them for money." Ming Feiyuan seemed to know what Xing Jian was going to say next, and then he said, "This is the original handwritten version I wrote. The other photocopied versions have been sold. This one is for you."
It was written by hand. Xingjian felt like his heart was bleeding.
The time spent studying together always passed quickly, especially when Xingjian pretended not to understand.
"Put a point f here and then connect them." Ming Feiyuan pointed to the big question on the test paper and spoke, but Xing Jian's mind was no longer on the point f at this time, but on Ming Feiyuan's face.
Ming Feiyuan doesn't look like a good student. There is always a bit of arrogance in his eyes and eyebrows. He looks particularly cold when he has no expression. At this moment, his face is frowning as he looks at the test paper in front of him.
It seems that his deskmate is really a little idiot who knows nothing. Ming Feiyuan looked at the simplest geometry problem in front of him. Xing Jian couldn't even remember the most basic formulas, so there was no way he could get it right.
He shifted his gaze from the test paper to the face of his stupid deskmate, and then he realized that the man was not listening to him at all, but was staring at his face, wondering what he was thinking.
"Xingjian, what are you thinking about?" Ming Feiyuan had just asked when Xingjian subconsciously said, "You are so beautiful."
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Xingjian suddenly covered his mouth and pretended nothing had happened.
Ming Feiyuan was surprised to hear Xing Jian say this. His face flushed instantly, and he changed the subject forcefully: "What do you want to eat tonight? It's almost seven o'clock."
When Xing Jian heard Ming Feiyuan say it was seven o'clock, he looked up at the clock. He had actually persisted for two hours, which was really amazing.
Xing Jian was not very interested in the dinner that Ming Feiyuan mentioned, because he had not had a dinner since he came to this world.
First, he didn't know how to cook, and second, he had no money to buy food.
"It's almost seven o'clock. You should go back first. You've talked a lot today. I won't understand any more." Xing Jian looked sincere. If Ming Feiyuan hadn't just realized that the boy was not listening to him at all, he would have believed the little liar in front of him.
The light in the room was actually very dim, and the light from outside shone into the room through the window. Ming Feiyuan looked at Xingjian's flickering face without saying a word, then he got up and left with his schoolbag on his back.
Looking at Ming Feiyuan's departing figure, Xing Jian couldn't help but feel a little guilty, "Little 4, could it be that I just went too far, so Ming Feiyuan is angry?"
Xingjian looked at the closed door, then looked back at the pile of notebooks, turned back to the desk, and read the notes carefully page by page.
004 looked at Xingjian who was reading the notes seriously and didn't dare to say anything. There has always been a legend about the Supervisor in the system space. Some people said that he was the best tasker in thousands of years and that was why he was promoted to Supervisor. Others said that the Supervisor was a defector from other system worlds.
004 looked at Xingjian who was studying seriously at the desk, and thought that if other systems also saw the performance of the Supervisor in the small world, they probably would not say so.
I don’t know how much time has passed. Xing Jian, who was immersed in those notes, suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He looked up and saw Ming Feiyuan walking in with a big bag in his hand.
Looking at Xingjian studying under the dim light, Ming Feiyuan suddenly felt uncomfortable. He put aside the things in his hand, walked to Xingjian's side, and reached out to close the book in front of Xingjian.
"Don't study when the light is so dim." Ming Feiyuan looked at Xing Jian who was looking up at him, and then said, "I bought some food, let's eat together."
As he spoke, he took out a portion of packaged noodles from the bag he had just carried and placed it in front of Xingjian.
Looking at the steaming noodles, Xing Jian swallowed shamefully, but still refused and said, "I've already eaten."
But Ming Feiyuan didn't listen to what Xing Jian said. He picked up the remaining things and walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was eerily empty.
Ming Feiyuan put the things he bought in and looked around. There was no sign of cooking. He dared to say that his stupid deskmate not only did not eat tonight, but had never cooked any meal at home before.
Returning to the living room from the kitchen, Ming Feiyuan frowned as he looked at Xing Jian who was still staring at the bowl of noodles without moving.
Without saying a word, he took apart the disposable chopsticks and stuffed them into Xingjian's hand, then opened the bowl of noodles and placed it in front of Xingjian.
Xingjian had no choice but to eat the noodles in front of him in small bites.
What happened in the next few days exceeded Xingjian's expectations. In the next few days, Ming Feiyuan not only taught him at home after school every day, but also cooked dinner for him every day.
Today, Ming Feiyuan was sent away again. Xing Jian said to 004, "Little 4, do you think the villains have so much money now?"
004 studied the plot for a moment and said, "According to the development of the plot, the villains can now make money by writing some small programs."
After 004 said this, Xingjian felt a little less guilty. Xingjian calculated and looked at the calendar on the wall. The college entrance examination was only a week away. Xingjian felt that even if Ming Feiyuan had excellent grades, it was not time to let that person tutor him at this time.
With Ming Feiyuan's help, Xing Jian's performance has improved a little, but compared with Ming Feiyuan, it is still not good enough.
In the plot, the original owner didn't get into college, and then went to work in a big city, and then there was no more story about him, so he just needed to stick to the same story as the original owner.
During the time he spent with Ming Feiyuan, he could feel that the person in front of him had nothing to do with the villain in the plot. The only similarity was that when he mentioned Lin Yisan, Ming Feiyuan's face rarely turned dark.
Xing Jian could still remember that day, when they were having dinner, Xing Jian suddenly asked, "Was the person sitting at the same table with you that day your sister?"
Ming Feiyuan didn't say anything. He just nodded without saying anything.
"Is your sister already a college student? Where does she go to college? Is college life wonderful?" Xing Jian looked at Ming Feiyuan with longing, and Ming Feiyuan was stunned by his eyes.
"He's a college student, so college life should be pretty good." Ming Feiyuan couldn't help but imagine the day when he might go to college with this little fool in front of him.
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