The barbecue meal after the third model was very enjoyable and pleasant. Gu Fei couldn't stop him from serving the meat plates, and he stared at him in a hurry if he didn't let him take it for a while. In the past five years, he had eaten all the vegetables. Le Wen

Fortunately, he didn't have diarrhea, but he felt a little depressed for several days. It wasn't because he was eating, but because he was not as energetic as barbecue.

Given the terrible side effects of barbecue until before the college entrance examination, Gu Fei did not take him out for a big meal anymore and was at home. These are the things he likes to eat or not.

However, Jiang Cheng's adaptability is probably because he is too devoted to the review. No matter whether he eats well or not, he can finish everything he gives.

This state lasted until June, and the countdown to the college entrance examination became single digits.

"I'm going to get a haircut today." Jiang Cheng looked at the teacher on the podium who had not talked about reviewing and exams these days.

Now the teachers have begun to relax everyone. The papers are basically gone, just to relax everyone, and to go through the knowledge points that I have memorized for so long.

"Do you still ask the hairstyle director Civet to help you get it?" Gu Fei asked.

"Yes," Jiang Cheng pulled his hair from his forehead, "He did a good job last time, and I want to play skateboarding with Ermiao this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll let her come and wait for us," Gu Fei took out his phone, "She's going to be so happy."

"I haven't played with her for a long time. I'm worried that she doesn't want to pay attention to me anymore," Jiang Cheng scratched his hair. "I'll count it as seven by nine. I haven't praised her yet."

"No need to praise," Gu Fei smiled, with a little helplessness in his smile. "She just took a random call to play with her, and she couldn't calculate how many of them one by one."

"Is that right?" Jiang Cheng looked at him, "It's okay, at least I'll ask these things, so I have to praise you."

"Then you praise her and buy her some food?" Gu Fei turned his head.

"Did she like to eat the jelly I bought last time?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Last time?" Gu Fei was stunned.

"That's it," Jiang Cheng thought about it and laughed again, "Ah, it's the New Year, I've been relying on it for so long?"

"Ah," Gu Fei stretched out his legs, "It's been several months, you've plunged into the torrent of review, one day, three months on earth."

I really don't feel that this semester is over.

The last semester of high school passed by in the dark review, and it disappeared without even having time to savor it.

Once the days are rushing, they really can't catch up or hold on.

I feel that I can’t pass those times, but when I occasionally look back, I realize that they are already behind me.

Painful, confused, struggling, surprised, happy, reluctant to leave. All the emotions that you feel that you will not pass in the moment are already behind you. Some have passed, and some are repeated cycles again and again.

For example, the peace of mind and happiness when he was with Gu Fei, he lay on the table and looked at Gu Fei with his face.

Every day's happiness will pass, and every minute and every second, new happiness will appear.

Here, pain and confusion are a straight line, one step less, and happiness is a circle.

Before school in the afternoon, Lao Xu came to the classroom to comfort everyone. He should relax in the past few days before the exam, go to bed early, and do not review with great intensity.

Seeing Lao Xu's face as tired and nervous and excited as everyone else's expressions, and then looking at the single-digit countdown above his head, Jiang Cheng yawned.

Let’s relax. He has been working hard for so long. Not to mention that he never turns his head and regrets. Even if he wants to regret it, there is nothing to regret in the past six months.

You can relax and relieve your nerves.

For example, playing skateboarding with Gu Miao or something.

As soon as I left the school gate, I saw Gu Miao, who had been bored at the door for a long time.

Gu Miao was still sitting on the railings of the sidewalk with a cold face, pressing against the cool hairstyle Li Yan cut, leaning against her skateboard.

When they came out, Gu Miao kicked the board, jumped up and rushed in front of them.

"Ermiao!" Jiang Cheng bent down and smiled. He suddenly realized that Gu Miao seemed to have grown taller. The extent of his bend was smaller than before. He turned his head to look at Gu Fei, "Did she grow old?"

"Well," Gu Fei nodded, "I've grown almost ten centimeters in just half a year. I can't wear my clothes last summer."

"I'm too busy reviewing this time," Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Miao again, "I don't have time to play with you. I don't know if you're so tall. These nine-point pants are very handsome."

"These are short trousers." Gu Fei said next to him.

"It's still very handsome." Jiang Cheng snapped his fingers and gave a thumbs up.

Gu Miao was in a good mood and replied to him, then sported a skateboard to the side and waved to him.

"Hold it." Jiang Cheng threw his schoolbag to Gu Fei and ran out with Gu Miao.

The weather has been good recently, and it feels warm but not hot in early summer. When he was speeding forward on the skateboard, Jiang Cheng felt a sense of comfort. The thin wind slid against the skin. He could imagine their shapes when he closed his eyes.

He took turns stepping on the skateboard and rushed to the street corner. Jiang Cheng was sweating all over his forehead, and Gu Miao's face was covered with sweat and the gangster who left behind her smear of her face.

"Wipe your face." Jiang Cheng jumped down to the skateboard, took a tissue and handed it to her, and then looked back.

Gu Fei was riding a bicycle, dragging his bicycle with one hand, and slowly pedaled over.

"I'm very dedicated to playing?" Gu Fei hit the ground with his legs, "Are I, the logistics minister, quite qualified?"

"I forgot," Jiang Cheng smiled and took his car and stepped on, "Emiao, how about I drag you over?"

Gu Miao turned his head and looked at him on the skateboard.

"Let's go!" Jiang Cheng pedaled his car and rushed out.

Gu Miao quickly followed behind him, rushed to the front of him, and turned around and whistled at him.

"Little girl!" Jiang Cheng tsk and slammed a few times and surpassed her.

However, just as he passed by, Gu Miao grabbed the shelf in the back seat, pressed it with his hand, and slid along the front of his car for a while.

"Awesome!" Jiang Cheng shouted, "Can we go buy jelly?"

Gu Miao's eyes lit up when he turned his head, and he quickly slowed down and pulled the back seat and stopped rushing forward.

The two of them took Gu Miao to the supermarket for a walk, and when they bought a bunch of snacks, Li Yan was sitting behind the cashier and sleeping with his head tilted.

Hearing them coming in, Li Yan opened his eyes: "Brothers! Can you have some attitude when asking for help?"

"Sorry," Jiang Cheng put a bunch of snacks on the cashier, took a jelly and handed it to him, "I've bought something for Ermiao."

"I also brought a bunch of vegetables here," Li Yan took the jelly, "and he was also responsible for looking at the store."

"Where is my mom?" Gu Fei asked, "Aren't you still here in the afternoon?"

"As soon as I came, she and her boyfriend went out," Li Yan stripped the jelly and gave it to Gu Miao, "Hey, has this person been a long time? He hasn't changed?"

"Yeah," Gu Fei replied, "Are you having a meal here?"

"No, I'll have a date after finishing my haircut for Uncle Jiang," said Li Yan.

"Yo." Gu Fei looked at him.

"What?" Li Yan looked at him with a squinted eyes, "Do I have a date? I've been abused for a year, so why don't the dog resist?"

"Hairdressing." After Gu Fei said that, he took Gu Miao to the backyard to wash his hands and face.

Li Yan is still very good at cutting hair, and his skills are better than those in many shops that look awesome.

"You can become a director whenever you go to any store." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.

"Go ahead," Li Yan was repairing his bangs, "I haven't had enough fun."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng felt that this reason was very sufficient.

"Jiang Cheng, you have good skin," Li Yan said, "Why don't you get acne if you are so stressed?"

"It means I'm not under much pressure." Jiang Cheng said.

"Brave it, just say," Li Yan said. "They've memorized the day after day, my eyes are no longer focused. I met you on the road last week. Did you see me?"

"No, didn't you call me?" Jiang Cheng smiled.

"I'll scream without appetite when you look like you," said Li Yan. "It looks okay today. Are you ready to take the exam and relax?"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng responded.

"Take a good exam and get awesome score," said Li Yan. "I have never heard of anyone who has obtained any good grades in this film. Going to the second school is considered to be a ancestral tomb smoke."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Don't move, I'll cut the gap for you later," Li Yan sighed again. "Actually, if you want to talk about it, you are not a person from the steel mill. If you really get the exam, you will be considered a cheaper steel mill and No. 4 Middle School."

"I'm not counting here, where can I count as a member?" Jiang Cheng smiled.

Li Yan didn't say anything, and continued to cut his hair with a knife little by little.

After a while, he said again: "Gu Feiren is really good."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng responded.

"It's not easy since childhood, nor is it easy now," Li Yan said very quickly, probably because he wanted to finish before Gu Fei came in, "I don't know why he told you anyway, I just want to tell you that you are going to school and have any other thoughts, we won't let you go."

"Hmm?" Jiang Cheng's eyes opened a crack.

"Get a group to kill you." Li Yan said.

"I understand," Jiang Cheng was stunned and smiled, "I understand."

I passed the past few days before the exam, but I passed the reviews that I had been doing so slowly. Perhaps because everyone has been working hard until now, I hope that the 7th will arrive soon.

The more you look forward to it, the slower the time passes.
To be continued...