Zhou Zhi had a very contradictory mentality about Zhang Xinyi, which was completely different from the feeling of facing Guan Tingting and Feng Xueshan, and he was a little afraid.

Zhang Xinyi never showed enthusiasm in front of Zhou Zhi, and Zhou Zhi never felt her love for him.

The two of them are more like ordinary friends who have to meet frequently because of their parents. However, what is a little different from ordinary friends is that if Zhang Xinyi makes any requests to Zhou Zhi, Zhou Zhi will never refuse and agree as soon as possible.

There was a kind of caution between the two people, as if they were facing Dabin.

After being reborn, Zhou Zhi had a lot of experience in dealing with things. When he met Zhang Xinyi again today, he suddenly thought of a question.

In his previous life, Zhang Xinyi never called his nickname.

Zhou Zhi has always had two completely different attitudes towards women who call him nickname and women who call him to correct his name.

For example, just now, when he was telling a story, Zhang Xinyi just listened quietly, obviously very interested, but if it were the friends who called her nickname, such as Xiong Jiao and Feng Xueshan, they would probably not be able to help asking questions.

So strange...

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "Forget it, I'm here today, I actually want to ask about the course progress of the liberal arts class. The focus of Class 1 and Class 2 is definitely different."

If it were He Yongmei, she would have rolled her eyes now and then scolded him for being a little late the day after tomorrow.

And Zhang Xinyi just nodded: "Then let's eat quickly."

The rice was simple and only needed to wash three dishes after eating. Zhang Ziwan was a little unhappy when handing over the bowl: "Brother Zhang Zi, there is obviously braised pork."

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "It's time to make it rush, and it's better to taste at night."

Zhang Ziwan turned on the TV: "School will start the day after tomorrow, I will watch TV quickly."

Zhang Xinyi said, "Zhouzhi, let's go to the bedroom."

There are two small beds in the bedroom and a desk, which basically fills the room. Zhang Ziwan is younger and doesn't have that much stress to study, so she does her homework in her grandfather's room. This desk is used by Zhang Xinyi.

Zhang Xinyi took down the textbook on the desk: "Let's check the progress."

There was a large glass on the desk, with many photos underneath it. Zhou Zhi found a photo of himself when he was a child: "Ah, when did this photo come to your house?"

It was a one-year-old baby, sitting naked in the wooden basin. Although the key parts were not exposed, Zhou Zhi felt embarrassed.

Zhang Xinyi finally smiled: "It must be your mother for me."

Zhou Zhi held his forehead with his hand: "My family kept photos of you and Ziyuan when they were young. Xinyi, I found that you were a little bad. Why did you make me a human being in the liberal arts class?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a photo?"

"When your classmates come to your house, they will definitely ask, "Who is this kid?" Then you will definitely say, this is Zhou Zhi, Class 2, Oh, it's over!"

Zhang Xinyi smiled even more: "Who will be as bored as you, and you still notice this."

"No one really asks?"

"No, I said you are still right?"

"From the progress, but you still have to put this photo away..."

The progress was very fast. After finishing the match, Zhang Xinyi said, "Zhou Zhi, I am actually very happy that someone will ask about Chinese and history in the future."

Zhou Zhi thought about it and decided to express his thoughts: "Xin Yi, I think you should learn scientific methods. Even in liberal arts, you cannot memorize them by rote."

Zhang Xinyi was actually a little jealous of Zhou Zhi's intelligence, and hated him for wasting his talents. He even hated Zhou Zhi's sloppy head and mind. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he heard him say this: "Did you always look down on me and want to say I'm stupid?"

"Where do you want to go?" Zhou Zhi was amused and crying: "I teach you table tennis and Goji. Now you can surpass me. If you say you are stupid, don't that mean I'm even stupid?"

"When I talk about this, I want to ask, are you practicing secretly?"

Zhang Xinyi did not answer this question, but just started to pack up the books.

Zhou Zhi had no choice but to clean up his book: "Xin Yi, I want to ask another question."

"Why do you have so many problems today?"

"Why don't you ever call my nickname?"

"This question is so strange. Is your nickname very good? How can you ask someone else to call it a nickname?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhi turned to look at Zhang Xinyi: "I feel intimate when calling me a nickname and think they are my real friends."

"Xinyi, I want us to be true friends."

Zhang Xinyi lowered his head: "Zhou Zhi, I... don't want to shout now."

"That's okay. If you don't shout, don't shout."

Zhang Xinyi raised his head: "You are not allowed to be angry."

"How could I be angry with you?"

If Zhou Zhi, who had been in his previous life, would have said this, but his self-esteem might be hurt in his heart.

But now my mentality is different.

The two books I wrote in my previous life can be read over and over again by the person I like, but I can’t put it down; those I don’t like will still make you scold me.

So asking everyone to have an attitude towards you is something that goes against common sense in itself.

Zhou Zhi took out the math book and smiled and said, "Do you want to play Gozi chess?"

"Um."

The two skillfully tear paper, lay paper, and start.

"Hey? Why don't you draw a fork?"

"Drawing a fork is two strokes, and drawing a circle and one stroke. Since there is a red stroke, why do you still draw a fork?"

"You really have to be lazy."

"This is not called being lazy, it is called saving time scientifically."

“…”

"Xinyi?"

"It's not that I don't want to talk about science, I just don't want to use it as an excuse to deceive myself."

“…”

"Zhou Zhi, do you have good friends in the first class?"

"It's not the best, but there are several second class members in Class 1. I'm familiar with Lao Mu of your class... Anyway, I've made friends very quickly! By the way, I still have to go to evening self-study."

"Teacher Liu agrees?"

"Does Teacher Liu agree or not, Principal Zhao has agreed anyway."

"You'll blow!"

"Hey, I am a member of the Provincial Writers Association. It's not too much to ask for evening self-study, right?"

"Ha? It seems that it makes sense to say this. My dad said that Jiachuan has not yet been a member of the Provincial Writers Association. I feel very proud..."

"Then you will still have pride in the future..."

"Blow again!... Tell me about your trip."

"Okay, let's talk while playing chess."

It was still so inexplicable that the relationship between the two gradually returned to its just right.

The game was not over. The two of them killed more than ten games, but Zhou Zhi still lost more than they won.

"Why are you still not making any progress?"

"That can't. I think you're making too fast...Oh, it's almost five o'clock, I have to go home and cook!"

"Then I'll give it to you."

Zhou Zhi and Zhang Xinyi walked out of the bedroom and saw Zhang Ziwan still watching "Journey to the West": "Ziwan, I've been watching it for an afternoon, it's almost done."

"You care about me."

"Let's go!"

"Goodbye Brother Elbow!"

The two walked out of the Urban Construction Bureau dormitory. There was a large forest of deer trees outside the dormitory. Zhou Zhi took a deep breath: "The air here tastes so good."

Zhang Xinyi said, "Oh, I forgot to bring the cloth head that my mother prepared for my grandmother."

"It's okay, next time, there are still a lot at home anyway."

When he arrived by the forest, Zhou Zhi said, "Just go here, you're still too polite to me."

Zhang Xinyi smiled and said, "Thank you for making lunch for us, braised pork...it's delicious."

“This meal is even better tonight, goodbye Xinyi.”

"Goodbye, Zhou Zhi."

Next is the day of separation, and Xiong Jiao and Feng Xueshan are leaving too.

Xiong Jiao is a good baby, but Feng Xueshan is still lamenting that the holiday is too short.

Xiong Jiao gave Fang Wenyu a box of tapes that he had heard of, Li Keqin's "One Thousand and One Nights". Fang Wenyu thought that the classic song "Love" was the real purpose of Xiong Jiao's tapes, and she was so happy.
To be continued...