"Well, you can call me brother."

"Okay, brother."

"I... want to ask you, will you call anyone older than you call your brother?"

"No, I only call those I like brothers."

"So, I'm the kind you like?"

"Yeah, I like it."

It’s great to be young!

Zhao Peng stretched and liked, and if he liked it, he would like it, and if he didn't like it, he wouldn't like it.

Just because he also knew about Crayon Shin-chan, he was classified as a favorite, without any utilitarianism and involved too much interest.

Is this child really living in the world?

No matter how you look at it, she is not a normal person.

…

Zhao Peng took the chemistry exam at will and did it very quickly.

He occasionally turned to look at Lun Shuangshen and found that she didn't seem to have to think at all, she was like a robot.

After completing a question, you will write the answer to the question directly. Unlike Zhao Peng, you still have to think about what the question is asking.

Lunshuang finished all the questions with a score of 120 in just 40 minutes.

She put the paper next to it, turned out the comic book, and held her cheek and read it with relish. Sometimes she would suddenly look at Zhao Peng, but when she saw that Zhao Peng was still working on the paper, she didn't say anything and went back to read the comics.

During this period, the invigilator came down a few times, but he did not stop Lun Shuang. It was probably because the teachers were yelling that there was no need for mortals to control the genius girls. She would do whatever she liked.

In fact, judging from the facts later, they did it right.

She did leave enough capital for Yucai Middle School to show off. At least a top student from Yan University appeared in history. Otherwise, the focus of this city would be outrageous.

The key cities like Qingcheng are completely different from the key middle schools in many southern cities. The entire Yanzhou University in Long Province only collects more than 20 yuan a year, while the provincial capital cities account for two-thirds. It is not easy to get one or two other cities.

And in Qingcheng, it usually appears in No. 1 Middle School.

Yucai, little brother, nothing is it.

It is just a point, but it is different from those who can't get into a few ordinary high schools even if they can't get into undergraduate studies.

After handing over the paper and saying goodbye to Lunshuangshen, Zhao Peng walked towards the bicycle, but Hu Li caught up from behind and wanted to go home with Zhao Peng.

Zhao Peng couldn't help but look at Liu Longgang standing at the door with an indignant face, and said with a wry smile: "Aren't you harming uncle? I didn't do anything, and I formed a bloody hatred with that boy. When he looked at me, he wanted to tear me apart."

Hu Li pushed his back: "Go quickly and go quickly, he will come to get entangled again later, which is so annoying."

Zhao Peng: “…”

This guy, is the love of young people so unbearable? He was still learning for him yesterday, but today he felt annoyed.

"Tell him," he asked whispered.

"I wrote him a note." Hu Li was a little confident.

"You are really decisive."

"Didn't you encourage me? I'm talking about these things now. Let's go quickly, I'm afraid you will start making trouble again."

"Your matter has nothing to do with me, what are you going to do with me?"

Hu Li smiled and said maliciously: "You are a smart person. If Liu Longgang really asked us for the reason for breaking up, who should he look for?"

Zhao Peng: “…”

"But don't think you are wronged. Who is... acting like a hooligan to me? Humph!"

Well, if you say that, it seems that it is not unfair!

Zhao Peng and Hu Li walked to the car and were suddenly stunned.

The broken bicycle, it was exhausted again.

...

Lun Shuangshen walked on the campus path, wearing earphones and listening to the theme song of Crayon Shin-chan.

She used a new thing called MP3, which is currently available in China. The man specially asked someone to bring it back from Kimchi Country to her.

It's much more convenient than a Walkman, and you don't need to put on a tape.

Her image is too alternative, and she almost turned 100% along the way. From time to time, people walked over for a long time and returned to see her back.

She was not surprised, and there was no special expression on her face.

These situations are the norm in imagination.

Since she was young, she has been in such a state of being watched. Over time, she will become numb.

Walking out of the campus, a black "Crown" sedan was parked across the street and quietly started, and was about to drive over.

Lunshuang San waved his hand, pointed to the road ahead, and signaled that he wanted to walk.

Two people in black suits got out of the car and kept a distance of tens of meters from Lunshuangshen and followed behind.

There is a secluded yard on the north side of Huangqiao Town. Because the government lives nearby, the surrounding area is very quiet.

Lunshuangshen walked slowly along the way and finally arrived at the gate of the yard.

She stood at the door, put her hair neatly with her hands, took the headphones back into her pocket, patted the muscles on her face, and changed into a naive smile.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

The two men in black behind him watched from a distance, and after the door opened, they quietly left.

Grandpa is a kind-hearted and beautiful old man, in his seventies, wearing a Tang suit. He looks energetic and very elegant.

"Grandpa." Lun Shuangshuang smiled sweetly and held her grandpa's arm.

"How is the situation at school today?" Grandpa asked kindly.

"Fortunately, the classmates are all very enthusiastic, especially my deskmate, who is a very interesting person."

"Yes, we Xiaoshuang met our unfamiliar friends so quickly, which is amazing." Grandpa said with a smile, his words full of pampering.

"Who said he was a genius child?"

"What about children? Where are you as old as children?"

"Grandpa..."

"Okay, okay, children are just children. Wash and eat quickly, I'll go out to play chess with my chess friends."

"OK, no problem."

Grandpa smiled and left the yard with his hands behind his back.

Lun Shuangshen walked over and closed the door, turned around and disappeared with a smile on his face. His face was as cold as the ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

She walked coldly to the dining room and sat down.

Seeing that the nanny Aunt Tang took out the food plates, she suddenly stood up and pulled the tablecloth out directly. All the food fell to the ground, and the fragments and the dishes mixed together.

The ground was full of messes.

Aunt Tang was so scared that she stood there and didn't dare to move, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you, Miss."

Lun Shuangshen said coldly: "Don't let grandpa know." After that, he turned around and entered his room.

Nanny Aunt Tang looked at the food on the ground, couldn't help but sigh, shook her head, and began to pack up.

Lun Shuangshen returned to the room, inserted the door from inside, walked to the mirror, took off his sunglasses, looked at the bright and charming girl in the mirror, and sneered coldly.

He bent down, took out a knife from the drawer of the dressing table, wiped up his sleeves, and gently pulled one.

The wound is not very deep, and a thin blood flow can flow out. Near the wound, there are countless scars of the same width and thinness. Some of them have not healed new wounds, while others have already scarred.

She looked at the blood and suddenly laughed.

It is like apricot blossoms full of trees, blooming without any scruples.

"You guys are good," she murmured.

…

Because Zhao Peng's bicycle was surprisingly exhausted again, he sat in the back seat of Hu Li's car and took his bicycle home.

He wanted to repair the tires by himself, but then he thought that he did not light up this skill, so he had to wait for dinner and finish his meal and repair the tires in the yard together.

"A man of this big age can't even make up a tire. I've taken care of your uncles when I was as old as you."

As usual, my father would inevitably mock him when he did these things.

My father has always been like this, and he has to talk for a long time to do something, so sometimes his family would rather not let him do anything to avoid nagging.

However, Zhao Peng is no longer disgusted with his father's nagging. He smiled and said, "Dad is still good, we can't compare to you."

In his previous life, he gradually understood his father's temper, that is, you should follow his words and compliment him more. As long as you keep complimenting him, your father will not have a bad temper.
To be continued...