Last time it was Jiang Tian who took the initiative to knock on the door, and it was his turn this time. Everyone knows the truth when it comes to the courtesy.

I'm not shameless, I'm just polite. Sheng Wang recited it silently twice in his heart and knocked on the door with confidence.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the bedroom, and with a squeak, Jiang Tian appeared behind the door.

If Sheng Wang was ready, he rolled on the tip of his tongue and opened his mouth: "There is something wrong with the air conditioning in my room!"

Jiang Tian was stunned.

...You are poisonous???

Sheng Wang scolded himself in his heart.

Not to mention the good reason, what nonsense about air conditioners? Now, it’s better to say it, it’s not to be rejected. Just such a lie, Jiang Tian can expose it by just looking at the next door. He is simply pushing his face to the other party.

Sheng Wang imagined that scene and almost passed away on the spot.

However, his psychological quality is generally OK. He became more and more confident after being weak within two seconds. He looked at Jiang Tian and said to himself: If you really dare to look, I will jump out of the window on the second floor.

Fortunately, Jiang Tian has IQ and humanity.

He lowered his eyes and saw the schoolbag in Sheng Wang's hand. Without asking any more, he turned sideways and made way.

Sheng Wang quietly breathed a sigh of relief and lifted his foot into the bedroom.

When he took the first step, he subconsciously paused. This was the reaction he would only have when entering other people's territory, just like when people were visiting, they often glanced around before changing into slippers. Sheng Wang didn't expect that his reaction would appear in this bedroom one day.

Teenagers always have a quick mood. One word can make a fuss, and one word can relieve the past. In the last second, they were quarreled and had a close relationship in the next second. Opportunities can be everything simple—

A note, a can of soda, or an assignment.

Not long ago, he complained to Crab that his house was occupied by a grandson, but now he has made this room accustomed to Jiang Tian’s territory.

The world is so wonderful.

Sheng Wang thought.

Like Jiang Tian, ​​he doesn't like to poke his head in other people's bedrooms. One is out of politeness, and the other is... the action is really not good-looking. But it can't help but the room is too simple, so he can see it at a glance without blinking his eyes.

This bedroom is side by side with Shengwang's orientation and layout. There are desks by the window and beds are diagonally located. There is a wardrobe next to the wall shared by the two houses. The difference is that there is an independent bathroom next to the wardrobe of Shengwang's bedroom.

Sheng Wang stared at the wall for a long time, and suddenly asked quietly: "As soon as the faucet was opened, can you hear the movement?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Tian closed the door behind him.

Sheng Wang looked back and found that his ears were still stuffed with wireless earphones, and the white tail gently pressed against the thin ear bones.

"What did you just say? The sound was too low and I couldn't hear it clearly," Jiang Tian turned his head and took off one of his headphones.

"I said--" Sheng Wang thought about it again. If he finished asking, the man said, "If you don't pay attention, you can try it next door if you are worried." Then he was still embarrassed! After all, the air conditioner is still hanging there.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Sheng Wang said with his schoolbag, "I'll borrow the air conditioner for a while. I still have four pages to use in my special question bank."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tianyue walked over to his desk to collect things.

There were stacks of test papers on his desk, next to it was a thin soft-faced book, a black pen and a red pen. This was all. It was so simple that it could be almost empty. It was very different from the Shengwang stall-style desk.

"Hey? Don't accept it, I can do it without a chair." Sheng Wang followed.

"Where are you sitting on a chair? Let's go to the table?" Jiang Tian said.

Sheng Wang just raised his feet and put them down embarrassedly, with a guilty look on his face: "I didn't say I wanted to sit on the table, I can stand."

This sounded like a nonsense. Jiang Tian glanced at him, closed his two pen caps, and threw them into the pencil bag of his schoolbag.

"You sit on a chair, I don't need it." He also put the test paper into his schoolbag, and sat on the wide windowsill of the bay window with only the soft face book. He leaned against the wall on one side of the windowsill, bent one leg, the soft face was already against his knees, and the other leg hung down from the windowsill and stepped on the floor.

"You really don't need it?" Sheng Wang asked.

"I've finished writing it long ago."

"Have Sister Jing finished writing the paper?" Sheng Wang was a little puzzled, "I just saw that your paper was empty."

Jiang Tian raised the soft-faced book on his knee and said, "It's written here,"

Sheng Wang stretched his head and saw that he had answers to English questions written on his notebook, five in a row, which looked refreshing and powerful from a distance, and all of them were written in a row. Even if he was wrong, he was too lazy to make a cross. He needed two strokes, so he only used a red pen to draw a slash.

Next to the slash is the content he corrected. Some wrote only one phrase, and some extended several lines. These are what he is looking at now.

"Why don't you write it directly on the paper?" Sheng Wang asked.

Jiang Tian said: "Save trouble."

"Does our understanding of saving troubles differ?"

Jiang Tian choked, probably because no one would ask about his behavioral logic like this before. He twisted a page of paper and put it down, and said with a promise: "Yang Jing is very good at choosing questions. The papers he has compiled are all the essence, one is worth ten. Take the notebook and do it once, and mark the wrong questions on the test paper. You can use the second brush to only do the wrong questions, and you will not be disturbed by the original answer. After two times, you will not need to do the trick of the sea of ​​questions again."

He paused and pointed out the topic in a slight silence: "Efficiency and ease of trouble. Do you understand this?"

"I understand." Sheng Wang raised his left hand and saw him pinching "Qi" with three fingers and saying, "This is the longest sentence I have heard since I met you, 87 words."

Jiang Tian: "..."

The windowsill is right next to the desk, and Jiang Tian is sitting at the place not far from Shengwang, so he can thrust him with his hand.

Seeing the other party stand up straight, Sheng Wang quickly covered half of his face and moved the chair away. However, he saw Jiang Tian slamming the desk lamp for him with his long hands and said expressionlessly: "Be your topic."

Sheng Wang said "Oh" and wanted to open his mouth again. Jiang Tian had already looked down at the notebook and said mercilessly: "Don't open your mouth before you finish it."

Sheng Wang glanced at him and said with a tweet, "I'll keep it a little bit wider."

Jiang Tian raised his head with his face frozen, and Sheng Wang immediately stretched out his index fingers and forked it in front of his lips to show a truce.

Sheng Wang was not honest in his tests, and his regular sitting posture would block his mind. In the past, he would have to brush the questions for a while and then he would have to go to the windowsill, then the bed and carpet in his bedroom.

Matter is a matter of movement, and so is the hope of doing questions.

At Jiang Tian, ​​he was still quite restrained at first. As he was doing, he stepped on the horizontal bar at the bottom of the table, and the four legs of the chair were suspended in the air. His long legs bent and stretched out, and the chair began to shake.

After shaking for about ten minutes, he suddenly remembered that Gao Tianyang had reminded him that he could do anything while sitting in front of Jiang Tian, ​​just don’t sway in front of him like this, as he would be annoyed.

Sheng Wang shrank his legs after conditioned reflex, and a round carpet was laid in front of the desk. There was no sound when the chair fell on the carpet. He turned his head guiltily and glanced at Jiang Tian, ​​but saw that Jiang Tian's thin folds at the end of his eyes were also raised lightly.

His eyes looked very light under the light, as if a layer of thin water glass was pasted, and his gaze was faintly swept over, as if he had a very inadvertent glance.

A car happened to pass by at the end of the alley not far away, and the headlights shone in from far away through the window glass, sliding from the left to the right.

Whether it was because of the sudden glimmer of light or something else, Sheng Wang suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at the pages.

His index finger slowly rolled around the corner of the page for a long time before he really looked into the lines of the topic. After that, it took another half a day before he grabbed the pen and wrote the formula.

The following topics were written smoothly, much faster than usual. Shengwang took an hour to finish the four-page topic, and Jiang Tian also read the soft-faced book for an hour.

Even when Sheng Wang was stretching his mind after closing the topic, he was still turning the pages.

"You're not over yet?" Sheng Wang asked.

"There's another point." Jiang Tian finally felt willing to raise his head from the notebook. He asked, "Have you finished the exercise?"

"It's done." Sheng Wang took out his phone to look at the time: "It's less than 1:30, I've actually done it."

"Is there any problem?" Jiang Tian asked.

"No." The eldest young master took advantage of the opportunity to stretch his waist and hung it on the chair with a proud look on his face.

He originally thought there would be something, otherwise he wouldn't have made excuses to come to Jiang Tian. But today's condition is really good, giving him enough face. His usual difficult questions have become particularly obedient today, and the accuracy rate is astonishingly high.

Sheng Wang thought about it for a while and concluded: "Your Feng Shui is a bit good here, so it's a brain-raising."

For such a hell, he fucked the air conditioner in Jiangtian's bedroom for two days.

Sheng Wang knocked on the door late at night. Just after 12 o'clock, Jiang Ou was already asleep downstairs, and half of the house was silent, only lights were left in front of them, and occasionally someone spoke.

At first, they didn't realize something was wrong.

Until Friday, an accident broke the fixed pattern inadvertently - Sheng Mingyang finally took time out of his troubled moments and returned home.

The driver Xiao Chen went to the airport to pick him up. It was already 12 o'clock when he was sent home. In the mentality of not disturbing his family's sleep and study, Sheng Mingyang did not inform anyone.

Saturday and Sunday are the first monthly exam. Sheng Wang did not refresh the questions that night, but instead drew out the difficult circles of notes and topic collections, and was about to find Jiang Tian to sort out and discuss them.

When he knocked on the door next door with his book, the "drip" sound of the password door opening suddenly sounded downstairs, followed by the slight sound of the two door keys turning.

Sheng Mingyang often smokes outside and occasionally coughs softly. The sound of Sheng Wang has been listening to it for more than ten years. It is too familiar to tell through the door.

When his father's muffled cough sounded, Sheng Wang was stunned. He entered the room like a fish and hurriedly closed the door.

He quietly listened to the movement downstairs for a while, and then raised his eyes again and saw Jiang Tian holding a towel, holding a cup of clear water with his fingers, and standing one step away.

He took a shower a little late that day, his hair was half dry and half wet, and the tiny drops of water at the ends of his hair quietly condensed, and then slid down along the lines of his neck, wetting the gray short-sleeved collar.

He glanced in the direction of the door.

Sheng Wang whispered: "When I entered the door, my dad happened to come back."

Jiang Tian withdrew his gaze from the door, and his eyes drooped slightly on Sheng Wang. He was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Why are you so panicked?"

The night was quiet, and some cicadas on some tree suddenly shouted in a long tone. It was clearly late summer, but it was like a wake-up in mid-spring.

Sheng Wang's heart suddenly jumped.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw out the [deep water torpedo]: the invigilator tn1;
To be continued...