I Can Read Unlimited Files

Every monthly exam annoys Liu Huaxing, mainly because the way the class is arranged according to grades, so Liu Huaxing can only adjust by reading files if he wants to sit with Qin Yulu. Very troublesome. There are still more than a dozen monthly exams between now and junior high school graduation. It can't be like this every time, can it?

Liu Huaxing thought about getting Ren Xia to change her mind and arrange the seats in another way. It's not difficult to convince Ren Xia, just use his file reading ability to try a few more times.

Teacher Ren, Liu Huaxing found his Chinese teacher and homeroom teacher after the Chinese class was over, I want to discuss with you about changing seats. I thought of a better way to change seats.

Tell me about it. Ren Xia folded her arms and looked at him and said, Liu Huaxing then explained: That's right, I recommend a way to change seats. The top twenty students in the class choose their own seats. The next twenty teachers will arrange seats.

Hmm... Ren Xia pondered while resting her chin, obviously thinking that Liu Huaxing's method seemed good.

Liu Huaxing continued: In this way, both rewards and punishments can be achieved. Students with poor grades will be arranged by the teacher in places they don't like, and students with good grades can sit with classmates they have a good relationship with. So, I want to If you want to sit with classmates you have a good relationship with, you have to study hard, and if you want to avoid being put by the teacher next to someone they don’t like, you have to study hard.”

Well... I will consider your plan. Ren Xia nodded and said, Prepare well for this monthly exam, raise the scores in history and politics, and try to get into the top ten in the exam, understand?

Okay, teacher. Liu Huaxing nodded with a smile, but he felt that his smile was a bit dry.

Judging from Ren Xia's expression, Liu Huaxing felt that the possibility of her adopting her own plan was still very high.

However, when Liu Huaxing returned to his seat, he remembered the gamble between himself and Yang Xiaoxiao. Last time he promised Yang Xiaoxiao that if she could get back to the top ten in the class, she would eat a bowl of the hot and sour noodles that Yang Xiaoxiao usually eats.

There is no doubt that he may be seriously injured after eating that bowl of hot and sour noodles, but he really hopes that Yang Xiaoxiao can return to the top ten in the class. However, Liu Huaxing felt that it was really unrealistic to rely on these two weeks of hard work.

When he returned to the classroom, Yang Xiaoxiao was asking questions from Qin Yulu's exercise set.

Let me teach you, Yulu still needs to review. Liu Huaxing took Yang Xiaoxiao's exercise set and said.

That's right, and then you won't study. Qin Yulu squinted at him and said, What if you don't do well in the exam then?

It doesn't exist, how can I continue to sit with you if I don't pass the exam? Liu Huaxing asked without hesitation.

How to do this question? Yang Xiaoxiao directly interrupted the two of them and pointed to a question on the exercise set with her slender fingers. Liu Huaxing looked at the question and began to explain it to her.

The days before the exam were the most oppressive time in the classroom, and it was obvious that the air in the class had become turbid. The same goes for Yang Xiaoxiao and Qin Yulu. Even Yang Ying and Ye Jiaxin joined them, reviewing with them during the self-study class. Seeing the girl he likes getting haggard day by day, Liu Huaxing pondered what to do.

At noon that day, Liu Huaxing brought a fourth bento today, in addition to the three-person bento he usually brought.

Whose is this? Is someone going to buy your bento again? Qin Yulu asked curiously, but Liu Huaxing just shook his head and smiled mysteriously: This is the formula to make you feel better. I will give it to you after you finish eating. You enjoy it.

Hey, is there an extra meal? Yang Xiaoxiao smiled with great interest, and opened her bento.

And Liu Huaxing came to the counter to prepare today's special milk tea. The proprietress stared at him and added those powders, but Liu Huaxing didn't care at all: You can watch it if you want, but this thing I have But to remind you, if you give a little less or give a little more, it will become very difficult to drink, so don't ruin the popularity and special signs that have been accumulated with great difficulty.

This... The proprietress didn't expect Liu Huaxing, a junior high school student, to see through her tricks, and she smiled apologetically, What's the matter, with you, the little chef, how could we come by ourselves? It's just... this special offer The supply is indeed in short supply. Even if we raise the price, how can a junior high school student spend three or four yuan for a cup of milk tea?

Liu Huaxing thought about it, and felt that what she said made sense, but he didn't want to work overtime, because fifty cups would take too much time, and his meal would be completely cold after making the adjustment. So he replied: Let me think about it before I talk about it. It's summer vacation now, and there are not so many people.

After adjusting 30 special cups, Liu Huaxing returned to his seat.

Eat quickly, can't you finish eating every day before making adjustments? Yang Xiaoxiao handed over his bento.

Wait a minute, I'll do a magic trick for you first. Liu Huaxing smiled, and then opened the fourth bento.

If you add flashing special effects at this time, its appearance will be more perfect. After seeing this thing, even Qin Yulu, who had always been quite indifferent, couldn't help showing a gleam of excitement on her face.

Hey, this one is so cute. Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but said with great interest, reaching out to pick up one.

What appeared in front of them was a colorful round hamburger-like thing, with a layer of silky and dense icing sandwiched between the upper and lower smooth dough cakes. Visually speaking, this thing can only be used with super cute to describe.

This is... macaron, a kind of French dessert. In this era, when French desserts are not widely known by the Chinese people, they are basically impossible to buy in outside stores. Even if they can be bought, the price is super expensive. . But in fact, the cost of macarons is not high. The reason why they are expensive is that they are difficult to make.

Its process is very complicated, not to mention that every step in the production process has strict requirements, and the timing is also very important. If you are not careful, the finished product will fail, so few shops are willing to make this stuff.

The process is too complicated and the failure rate is high. Even professional pastry chefs may not be able to succeed every time. At the same time, this also makes the price expensive and difficult to accept.

It is almost impossible to eat this thing in this day and age. Liu Huaxing also spent a lot of time in order to do this. He even went to the restaurant owned by the neighbor to borrow an oven to make it, and used two of them to bribe the owner's daughter.

However, in terms of relieving stress, this thing is really perfect.

What is it that a girl can't resist? That is of course a cute and delicious dessert.

Sugar can promote the secretion of dopamine in the body, and delicious sweets can also make people feel good, relieving people's stress and improving their mood from both physical and psychological aspects. This is the secret recipe he uses to make people feel better.

Liu Huaxing handed the box over and said with a smile, It will taste better with black tea.

Yang Xiaoxiao took a sip carefully, and a smile appeared on her face: Hmm! It's so sweet but not greasy, is this thing called Ma Long, I think I've seen it on TV.

Macarons, right? Qin Yulu smiled, and took a sip too: I saw it at a pastry shop before, and a package of five yuan cost more than thirty yuan, which cost you a lot.

Not to mention, the cost is actually only a dozen yuan. Liu Huaxing waved his hand and said disapprovingly, Eat these desserts, and then cheer up and continue reviewing?