Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

"……well!"

During evening self-study, Li Zhuangsheng couldn't count how many times he sighed.

I didn't even feel sad for a moment because I couldn't understand in class. The next thing I felt was the battlefield...the homework after class!

"Can you please write faster?" Li Zhuangsheng urged in a low voice.

"Don't push me, why don't you write it yourself?" Zhang Qixiang was scratching his head while writing his homework, and he didn't understand it very much.

Nonsense, if I could write, would I still need to copy your work? Li Zhuangsheng looked sideways.

Unexpectedly, he has been reduced to copying Zhang Qixiang's homework... This guy's grades have always been at the bottom of the class, which is similar to Li Zhuangsheng's most depraved period. Even the reason why the other party was able to enter the sunshine class was entirely because he had a good father.

If Li Zhuangsheng remembered correctly, he would still be in the middle of the class at this time... Not to mention that Zhang Qixiang didn't understand, he himself felt sad.

He reluctantly wrote some Chinese... I can't guarantee the accuracy, but at least I tried my best to fill in the empty spaces... He originally wanted to try writing in English, but since his university did not require level 4, English was not required. It has been empty for many years. As for mathematics... don't mention it.

When people are pushed into a hurry, they can do anything except math problems.

After all, there are still a lot of choices in English that you can fill in ABCD randomly, but if you can’t do math, you really can’t... Oh, it’s not absolute to say that. There are three options for answering the math fill-in-the-blank question: 0, -1, and 1.

Why do I still have to do homework so many years after graduating from high school?

The incandescent light tube above his head flickered slightly, and Li Zhuangsheng lay on the table in confusion and sighed. He seemed to have maintained this posture all afternoon. Thinking that there would still be two years like this, he felt an unspeakable sense of despair about his future life.

After the initial excitement caused by rebirth disappeared, anxiety naturally came to mind. In the high school classroom, which can be said to be the most involved place in the country, Li Zhuangsheng is like Mr. Nan Guo, who is just like Mr. Nan Guo, who is always trying to get caught.

"Ouch——" Li Zhuangsheng sighed weakly again.

"Or you can borrow someone else's." Zhang Qixiang gave Li Zhuangsheng a reasonable proposal based on reality.

"Who should I borrow?"

Li Zhuangsheng was not angry. He didn't know anyone in the class well enough to copy homework casually. Even Zhang Qixiang was willing to talk to him so much because of the gift package of snacks in the afternoon.

"Zhu Zhixue, isn't your relationship on good terms?"

"She..."

Li Zhuangsheng hesitated slightly. Zhu Zhixue's grades seemed to be similar to his at the moment, or even slightly better. But no matter what, he can no longer treat everyone from his original perspective. After all, he is from ten years later, and his attitude towards Zhang Qixiang reflects the projection of Zhang Qixiang ten years later.

And Zhu Zhixue... The relationship between the two seems to be good at this time, but in Li Zhuangsheng's eyes, the other person is just a "former friend" who went astray, and there is no friendship left long ago...

Forget it, what's there to be ashamed of? A living person can choke to death by urinating? How much is shame worth? If you have a thicker skin, can you be a little more calm as an adult?

"Then help me get it." Li Zhuangsheng coughed.

Zhang Qixiang was speechless, glanced at the tutor on the podium, wrote a small note, and asked someone to pass it to Zhu Zhixue.

[Li Zhuangsheng wants to lend you homework]

【Which subject do you want? 】

【all】

all? Zhu Zhixue looked at Li Zhuangsheng in surprise. Li Zhuangsheng looked away and nodded silently.

After a while, Zhu Zhixue passed over the English and Chinese lesson plans, and attached a sentence: [The rest has not been written yet]

Li Zhuangsheng felt relieved, looked grateful, and started copying secretly, not forgetting to deliberately copy a few questions wrongly.

"That's great..." Zhang Qixiang sighed quietly.

"Do you want to come together?" Li Zhuangsheng coughed, not wanting to eat alone in front of his brothers.

"Oh, I won't copy." Zhang Qixiang held his head high and said, "Teachers all know what level I am. If I copy, I will definitely be found out!"

"This is not something to be proud of. Please lower your head a little..."

"Cough cough!"

The teacher on the podium coughed, and the two of them immediately fell silent.

During the evening self-study period, Li Zhuangsheng returned the copied homework with a stern look on his face, and then asked for other homework from Zhu Zhixue. Even Zhu Zhixue was speechless by this move. He couldn't understand that there were people who didn't even want to write a homework assignment well!

"Study hard and don't play with those gangsters from other classes who don't study!"

Li Zhuangsheng's kind words were still in her ears, and Zhu Zhixue no longer knew how to face these words.

Hey, why are you so embarrassed to say it? I should say this to you, right?

……

The evening self-study was finally over. With Zhu Zhixue’s help, Li Zhuangsheng finally made no major mistakes on the first day.

But what to do in the days to come... can only be discussed later! Li Zhuangsheng is now mentally and physically exhausted and can no longer think about the future.

Walking to the carport based on memory, Li Xiuyu had already arrived and was sitting on the electric bicycle waiting for him.

It was Li Xiuyu, a long-haired girl whom I hadn't seen for several years. She was wearing large black square-framed glasses. She looked more cute now than in the future. However, the appearance of the two is almost the same, as if time has frozen on her, and she will always look seventeen years old.

"How have you managed to stay the same all these years!"

Li Zhuangsheng looked at his current sister, and the original depression in his heart suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand to round and flatten her face.

"What are you doing?"

Li Xiuyu shook off Li Zhuangsheng's hand with a displeased look on his face, feeling angry.

"I feel like you look better with long hair." Li Zhuangsheng looked up and down with a smile and nodded.

"What does it have to do with you whether I look good or not?" Li Xiuyu turned around and pushed the cart out, "Humph, it's not for you to look at!"

"I just think you look better with longer hair. You can catch my eyeballs if you can!" Li Zhuangsheng habitually quarreled with Li Xiuyu.

The two pushed their electric bicycles out of the shed one after the other and went home together.

As autumn approaches, the evening breeze carries a bit of coolness, mixed with the fragrance of unknown flowers and plants.

There were no street lights on the way home, and it was dark. Li Xiuyu and Li Zhuangsheng were riding their bikes, chatting away from one another.

The two of them haven't been like this for a long time... The breeze blew on their faces, and Li Zhuangsheng squinted his eyes slightly, missing such moments in his heart.

From being picked up and dropped off by parents in kindergarten, to walking in elementary school, to riding bicycles in junior high school, and using electric scooters in high school... Although the way of going to school has changed, at least the two of them have always been blowing the same evening breeze as they are now.

At that time, I instinctively felt that life like this would continue like this... But they will all grow up, and the things they used to take for granted will gradually no longer be done.

Well, so, you still have to cherish the present! Li Zhuangsheng said heartily.