Chapter 132: Does your deskmate understand it?
Jiang's father bought porridge and tonic soup for Chen Lixue as dinner. After Chen Lixue finished her meal and talked for a while, he let Jiang Fengyan go back first.
Jiang Fengyan thought of his younger brother at home and nodded in agreement: "I'll come over tomorrow."
Jiang Fengyan was about to take a taxi back, but while waiting he saw a cake shop. He remembered that Jiang Mingzhou seemed to like sweets, so he bought a small cake for Jiang Mingzhou.
After taking a taxi home, Jiang Mingzhou was sitting in the living room doing his homework. When he heard the noise, he raised his head and said, "Brother."
"I bought a cake. Let's have dinner first, and then I can take it when I want to eat it later." Jiang Fengyan put the small cake into the refrigerator. "What do you want to eat for dinner?"
"Eat noodles." Jiang Mingzhou didn't hesitate at all and thanked Jiang Fengyan for buying him a cake. "Thank you for the cake, brother."
"Why are you being so polite to me?" Jiang Fengyan said, "Wait for me for a moment."
Jiang Fengyan turned and went into the kitchen and started cooking.
He and Jiang Mingzhou were having this meal, so they didn't need to cook much. Just sprinkle some green onions and salt on the noodles when they were almost done.
Jiang Fengyan waited for about two more minutes before turning off the gas stove. He took a bowl of noodles and served it to Jiang Mingzhou: "Eat first, and do your homework later."
"Okay." Jiang Mingzhou put down his pen and put his homework book aside. After Jiang Fengyan put the noodles on the table, he took the chopsticks handed to him by the other party, lowered his head and started eating noodles.
Jiang Fengyan also served himself a bowl, walked to the opposite side of Jiang Mingzhou, and sat down to eat together.
"Are your studies going well?" Jiang Fengyan asked.
"It's not that hard." Jiang Mingzhou replied, "I must score higher than Fang Sichen in the exam this week."
"Fang Sichen?"
"Yes, my deskmate." Jiang Mingzhou replied, "He was very cold to me before, but he started to treat me very well after I came back from abroad..."
Jiang Fengyan listened quietly to Jiang Mingzhou talking about his own affairs, and only commented after he stopped talking: "Very good."
Jiang Mingzhou laughed again and asked, "Brother, how are you doing in Beijing?"
"My classmates are nice and helpful to each other. The teachers are good too." Jiang Fengyan replied, "The courses are also OK."
"I'm going to Beijing in the future too." Jiang Mingzhou said, "We can go to the same school. You can be a senior and I can be a freshman."
"Okay." Jiang Fengyan replied, "I'll take you around the school then."
"Thank you, brother." Jiang Mingzhou nodded, "I will study hard."
"I'll wait for you in Beijing."
There were only two of them left at home. After dinner, Jiang Mingzhou offered to wash the dishes. Jiang Fengyan let Jiang Mingzhou go and sat in the living room to check Jiang Mingzhou's homework.
As a result, when I opened the homework book, I found that the handwriting was very flamboyant. I couldn't understand a single word at a glance: "..."
He had taught Jiang Mingzhou mathematics before, but numbers and words are different. He thought that at most the numbers would be a little sloppy, but he didn't expect that words would have various postures such as lying down and prone.
When Jiang Mingzhou came back from washing the dishes, he saw his brother looking at his homework book in deep thought. He suddenly felt guilty: "Too much homework."
"It's okay, you can practice writing slowly." Jiang Fengyan replied calmly, trying hard to identify the words written on it, but gave up after a while and couldn't help asking one more question, "Can the teacher understand your homework?"
"I don't understand. The teacher asked my deskmate to check my homework?"
Jiang Fengyan hesitated: "Does your deskmate understand it?"
"He can understand it." Jiang Mingzhou vowed, "I have known him for four years. He can understand it no matter how ugly it is."
Jiang Fengyan: "What about the usual exams?"
"I usually write more neatly during exams." Jiang Mingzhou answered every question, "After all, the exam time is so long, and I can't hand in the paper in advance, so I can only write slowly to kill time."
"..." Jiang Fengyan felt that if Jiang Mingzhou's words were spread out, it would cause a lot of dissatisfaction, "It's good as long as it can be written neatly."
Jiang Mingzhou sat back in his seat, put away his liberal arts homework, took out the physics competition questions, and turned to the marked page. "I don't know how to answer this question."
Jiang Fengyan forced himself to forget Jiang Mingzhou's handwriting, took the book and began to look at the questions.
He had done several books of competition questions, and even though he had graduated from high school a year ago, he could quickly recall the methods, pick up a pen, write down the steps on a piece of draft paper, and tell Jiang Mingzhou where the steps came from.
Jiang Mingzhou listened quietly, and after Jiang Fengyan finished speaking, he turned the page and said, "There is also this question."
Although the questions Jiang Mingzhou asked were quite difficult, there were explanations in the book, and it was not difficult for Jiang Mingzhou to understand them based on his basic knowledge. Therefore, Jiang Fengyan could feel that Jiang Mingzhou wanted to spend more time with him.
The two brothers had been separated for several years, and Jiang Fengyan was about to start school, so he had little time to spend with Jiang Mingzhou. Even though he knew Jiang Mingzhou could understand, he still tried to explain the topic more clearly.
After finishing explaining the topic and helping Jiang Mingzhou finish his homework, it was already ten o'clock. Jiang Fengyan stood up and said, "Go to bed early. You have classes tomorrow."
"Yeah." Jiang Mingzhou nodded in response.
Jiang Fengyan reached out and touched Jiang Mingzhou's hair. His usually cold eyes were suddenly filled with warmth. He let go of his hand after a few seconds: "Don't be too stressed. You can do well."
Jiang Fengyan’s words stunned Jiang Mingzhou for a moment.
He cared a lot about what Chen Lixue thought of him. When he moved back with his father, he was always careful about his words and actions, hoping that his mother would be satisfied with him.
But no matter how well he did, his mother never praised him. He was afraid that his mother would be disgusted and would stop performing, so he just lowered his head and did his own thing.
Jiang Mingzhou: “Yeah.”
Jiang Fengyan had said everything he needed to say, and left the living room. He went back to his room, got a set of clothes from the closet, and went to take a shower. He came out of the bathroom ten minutes later, wiping his hair with a towel, and took out his mobile phone to check messages.
At the top is the news from the school dormitory group.
[I: I’m at school, does anyone need a book? I'll get it for you. ］
[New Rain in the Empty Mountain: I want it. ］
[The prodigal son won’t turn back even if he gets rich: I want one too. ］
[I: Do you want it, Mr. Jiang? ］
Jiang Fengyan typed a few words on the keyboard and sent it out.
[Jiang: Yes, thank you. ］
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