Chapter 11

“CO？”

At the end of the exam, Zheng Jianguo, who had never thought of the chemical formula of carbon monoxide, turned out the book and looked at the two letters on it. He suddenly said, "then carbon dioxide is CO2?"

"Zheng Jianguo, come out."

Kou Yang's voice was a little loud. After that, he turned and left. He only gave Zheng Jianguo a back, and Hao Yun, who was next to him, came first before he could say, "maybe you asked about calling her earlier? Be careful and stay away from her. Wu Wenwu dare not provoke her -- "

"I won't provoke her."

Wu Bin's father is the third in command of the County Education Bureau. It's normal that he can't provoke the niece of the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee. Of course, what's more important is that Kou bin, Kou Yang's brother, has a bad temper. In the final analysis, there is no big contradiction between the two people. Wu Bin often writes bin in the words of civil and military, which leads Kou yang to some complaints from time to time. Of course, few people know about this, Most people think the girl is arrogant and has a bad temper.

The melon seed face is high on the bridge of the nose, and under the thick black eyelashes is a pair of smoke flowing eyes. Just now, the eyes are no longer charming smoke. Kou Yang, who is stared at like this, has frowned: "did you call me in class?"

"I wanted to ask you something, but I forgot later."

Looking at the unhappiness on the melon seed face, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and looked at the corridors on both sides. The gloomy sky began to snow again. Turning back, he said, "Oh, I remember you have a copy of Xu Guozhang English in your hand. Can you lend it to me?"

"Call me in front of the whole class and teachers in the examination room just to borrow books?"

Kou Yang pursed at the corners of his mouth, and the shell teeth loomed. The charming Shuangfeng's eyes became clear: "don't say if you don't want to. Instead of pulling an excuse to fool me, do you feel that my IQ is so low? You are belittling me -- "

"I don't underestimate your IQ."

Seeing Kou Yang's face getting colder and colder, Zheng Jianguo shook his head and continued: "I didn't want to borrow books when I called you. At that time, I felt like I wanted to call you, so I shouted. I just remembered to borrow books now."

"Huh? If you want to shout, just shout! "

The clear eyes showed smoke again. Kou Yang silently looked at Zheng Jianguo. They had become students of class 25 of senior high school six months ago. Aside from the roll call during the activity collection, this was the first formal dialogue in her limited memory. Of course, it was the first time since he had known his name in class, and then contacted their previous gratitude and resentment with Wu Bin, He nodded quickly, "OK! If you don't say it, don't say -- "

"Well, I'll go back first. It's very cold."

Looking sideways at the flying snow outside, Zheng Jianguo nodded and turned back to the classroom. Facing more than a dozen pairs of seeming gaze, he walked to the back row. Before he returned to his seat, Kou Yang entered the classroom expressionless, glanced at him and sat back in his seat. Lin Jinmei next to him looked through her small face and said, "what, what did he say? Write you a note? "

"No, he wants to borrow Xu Guozhang's English."

Pick up the ballpoint pen on the table and skillfully turn it around at the fingertip. Kou Yang's dark eyes fall on the tip of the pen as if thinking. Her IQ is not low. When Wu Wenwu throws the pen, Zheng Jianguo opens his mouth. If he doesn't turn his head, the tip of the pen will not poke in his face or in his eyes——

"Borrow Xu Guozhang English"? Can he understand? "

Lin Jinmei can't believe it. We've been classmates together for half a year. Whoever doesn't talk about the teacher's study is that she knows the results of the goods: "is his English the worst? Every time I was called by Mr. Zhao - I doubt it. "

After Lin Jinmei finished speaking, his two thick eyebrows picked up. A pair of apricot eyes flashed a joke. Kou Yang stared and said, "you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Be careful I sue you for slander."

"Well, I'm kidding you. I'm surprised he didn't stutter when you scared him."

Lin Jinmei said and shook her head. At this time, Xu Zhuo on her left also put his head forward: "why, whose chin is scared off? The baby? "

"Yes, your baby!"

Lin Jinmei chuckled and turned to look at Xu Zhuo, who was like a silly elder sister. The latter's round face suddenly turned red into a monkey's ass: "your baby, he is your baby! Zheng Jianguo is the treasure of Lin Jinmei's family! "

"Ha ha -"

In the spare time before class, the girls who rarely had a new topic immediately laughed and looked at someone with a smile on their faces. As the deskmate, Hao Yun was confused: "did you write a note to Kou Yang?"

"I borrowed a book from her."

Zheng Jianguo was regarded as a topic of discussion by the students. Zheng Jianguo raised his head from the political textbook and looked at the eyes in front of him. He didn't want Kou yang to turn around with other girls. He smiled, nodded and looked down at the textbook in front of him again. He only heard a burst of laughter from the front: "your baby smiled at Kou Yang -"

"Ha ha -"

The roaring laughter gradually disappeared with the bell. Hao Yun was silly: "I'm afraid you're going to be remembered. Eh, what are you doing with my politics --"

"Let me see if the marks we make are the same."

Zheng Jianguo ignored the comments and eyes of other students. The previous examination reminded him from the side that although these knowledge could not be used in the college entrance examination restored at the end of the year, he saw that the mid-term examination was about to be taken, and the graduation examination was also required at the end of the year. At least he could use it within six months, unless he planned to be watched by teachers and parents in the next six months.

At this time, the study is not tense. Half a day's theoretical study is half a day's practical study. In addition to going outside the school to calculate the height difference of the area and measuring and drawing, the school also has its own fields. Turning over the ground, preparing the ground, sowing, fertilizing, catching insects, weeding and harvesting are the learning contents. Whether the written homework is completed or not belongs to the basic task of every day, In addition, there are extracurricular homework assigned by the teacher.

Learning is not nervous, which does not mean that teachers and parents have a high tolerance for performance. The lifeblood of teachers has become a consensus as early as this time, and it is similar to this situation at home. The results on the report card need to be signed and confirmed by parents. The above figure is the guarantee for Zheng Jianguo to live a good year.

Zheng Jianguo's achievements in his last life were half baked. He got a high school diploma, but now the situation has changed completely. Some memories in his mind account for the original memory. Now facing the upcoming exam, he can only sharpen his gun.

Endorsement, copy, Zheng Jianguo's study is intense and full. The mathematics, chemistry and mechanical parts of engineering can be left behind. The Chinese and political history in agronomy needs to be recited as the focus. In addition, it is interspersed with the focus of "knowledge of mass prevention and mass governance". Fortunately, the thickness of these textbooks is not large. At most, there are dozens of papers, more than 100 pages and a thin one.

"It's time for dinner."

When the bell rang, Hao Yun had picked up the enamel jar and rushed out of his seat. Zheng Jianguo labeled the pages in his hand, put them down, looked at his table hole, thought about it, got up, followed the troops out of the classroom and walked to the far left of a row of tile roofed houses.

The snow has stopped, and a thin layer of snow has fallen on the ground. But now, when people step on it, it will become a muddy land. Not to mention the dug sewer, there is not even a drainage ditch. In order to avoid stepping on wet cotton padded shoes, Zheng Jianguo walked all the way to the corner along the corridor and only jumped three times and two times to the canteen.

"Hey, do you want to order this time?"

The familiar one saw Zheng Jianguo ask. He shook his head and said, "where can I eat? Two big steamed stuffed buns will solve it. Unlike you who have cooked rice, soup and porridge -"

Glancing at the queue, Zheng Jianguo said that he came to the front of the steamed stuffed bun team, saying that it was the school canteen, that is, a big room. There were large pots and baskets on several big tables, pickled diced turnips and Chinese cabbage were three cents a share, meat dishes with some oil residue were eight cents a share, and steamed stuffed buns were three cents a share, one of which was the size of his fist, The two are full.

Of course, the vast majority of students bring some dry food and pickles from home and eat and drink with hot water without money. This is even a rich lunch. Zheng Jianguo is to save trouble. If they eat vegetables, they need tableware. In recent years, there is no detergent, and the oil on the enamel jar and chopsticks can hardly be washed off, while others can only wash their hands with hot water, Don't say anything clean. It's better to eat steamed stuffed buns to fool yourself.

With steaming steamed stuffed buns in his arms, Zheng Jianguo did not go back to the classroom to eat like other students, nor did he stay in the noisy canteen. Instead, he felt that two steaming steamed stuffed buns had arrived in the library next door, where many people had been seated.

The library is not big. There are seven or eight rows of bookshelves in the room covering less than 50 square meters. Only four or five tables are placed near the entrance. When Zheng Jianguo arrived, the table was full of people. After seeing a circle of people he didn't know, he went in, took a bun, ate it and touched it in the order he remembered.

At the time of Zhengzheng's lunch, there were many students reading books standing between the bookshelves. Zheng Jianguo ate steamed stuffed buns and went to the bookshelf of basic engineering knowledge. He saw the right from the left at a glance and looked back from the left twice. After eating the steamed stuffed buns, he didn't find the book he wanted to find. He wiped his hands with the oil paper of the previous steamed stuffed buns and went to the entrance of the Library: "teacher, Is there a self-study series of mathematics, physics and chemistry in our library? "