Chapter 97 Good Brothers Are Like This

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Rongjun packed his schoolbag at his grandfather's house. After making sure that he had not forgotten anything, he told his grandfather in the living room.

"Grandpa, I'm going to study at my classmate's house, so I won't be eating at home today."

"Oh!" When Zhao Rongjun's grandfather heard this, he quickly stood up and called into the house, "Old lady! Didn't you bring back a lot of things from the countryside a few days ago? Bring some over."

After a while, two plastic bags filled with fruits and vegetables were stuffed into Zhao Rongjun's hands.

"Grandpa... you don't need so many things. Li Luo has known him since he was a child."

"I brought them all. Do you want some more?"

"That's enough." Zhao Rongjun quickly put on his schoolbag, picked up two large bags, and quickly slipped out of the house. "Then I'll leave first!"

Zhao Rongjun’s grandfather’s house is not far from the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to the University, and it only takes a few minutes to walk to Bihai Lanting.

When we arrived downstairs of the community, Li Luo had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing that his hands were full of things, he immediately stepped forward and took the things.

"Look at you, just come over, why do you bring so many things?"

"My grandfather insisted that I bring it here." Zhao Rongjun said helplessly, "You can keep it and just eat it."

"You're welcome then." Li Luo took the bag for him, then said, "Come here and study hard today. Otherwise, if you don't work hard, I will surpass you in the midterm exam."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Zhao Rongjun said, "This way I can go to university in the future."

"You are indeed a good brother." Li Luo patted his shoulder with satisfaction, "Come on, let me treat you well."

Li Luo's words sounded nice, but when he was taken upstairs by Li Luo, walked into the door of 1502, and saw the four girls sitting in the living room, he was stunned for a moment.

"Come, come, sit over there, the seat is reserved for you." Li Luo, who was standing next to Zhao Rongjun, saw his expression and immediately closed the door. Then he enthusiastically pulled Zhao Rongjun, who had taken a half step back, to the desk.

“You didn’t say there were so many people!”

Zhao Rongjun leaned close to Li Luo's ear and asked through gritted teeth, "And why are they all girls?"

"I'm not a man?" Li Luo asked back.

Zhao Rongjun was full of black lines on his face: "...You are not human beings, what is the difference between men and women?"

"Now that you're here, just sit down." Li Luo pushed him to the edge of the desk.

Zhao Rongjun sat down helplessly, sighed, and carefully looked at the person sitting beside the desk out of the corner of his eye.

He had some impression of the person sitting next to him. It seemed to be Yan Zhusheng, Li Luo's deskmate in Class 8.

Yan Zhusheng sat in the middle of the desk by the window, and on the other side was Ying Chanxi's deskmate Qiao Xinyan.

Opposite the three of them were Ying Chanxi, Li Luo and Xu Youyu.

Zhao Rongjun agreed to come here to study with Li Luo last night. His idea was very simple.

After all, the two of them haven't seen each other during the National Day, so it would be nice to come to Li Luo's house for a visit.

However, Ying Chanxi, Xu Youyu and Zhao Rongjun all knew each other before and had dinner here together, so they were at least familiar with each other.

But who would have thought that today, in addition to Li Luo, there were actually four girls!

It’s really going to kill me!
Facing the four girls at the table, Zhao Rongjun suddenly became silent and couldn't say a word for a long time.

After sitting down, he silently took out his homework book and buried his head in doing the questions, pretending that he didn't see these people.

Li Luo didn't say much, just patted his shoulder with a smile, then went to the kitchen refrigerator and took out a few small puddings. Except for Ying Chanxi, everyone else got one.

"I thought they were here to have fun under the pretext of studying." Qiao Xinyan, who was sitting on the other side, muttered quietly, "But they are really here just to study?"

"You should study hard during the day." Li Luo said seriously, "Of course, it's okay if you don't study. If you do a little worse in the midterm exam, at least my ranking can move up one place."

"Xixi." Qiao Xinyan blinked, "Why is he so arrogant?"

Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo, and then kindly reminded him, "Xinyan scored 348 points in the entrance exam."

"Ah?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment.

Lu Jiahao, the student with the highest score in Class 345, only seems to have points.

Is this the strength of Class 1?
By the way, Zhao Rongjun also scored 330 points in the entrance examination.

Yan Zhusheng also scored higher than him.

So among the six people at the table, he is the one with the weakest apparent ability?

"It's mainly because Qiao Xinyan usually looks silly." Li Luo shook his head and sighed, "I really didn't see the temperament of a top student, so I subconsciously misjudged it a bit."

"Judge a book by its cover." Qiao Xinyan took a bite of the pudding. "When I was in junior high school, I was always among the top three students in my grade."

"It's me who is ignorant."

After some chatting, the six people quickly quieted down and entered into a learning state.

Because Li Luo has a memory palace, he has no difficulty in memorizing knowledge points. As long as he reads, he will remember it. Therefore, he can put all his learning energy into how to use these knowledge points correctly and flexibly.

If you have any questions, just ask Ying Chanxi or Xu Youyu.

Yan Zhusheng on the opposite side seemed to be oblivious to the people around him. He just put on his headphones quietly, listened to music and did his homework.

At around ten o'clock, Li Luo stretched and planned to cut some fruit.

Before getting up, he observed the others out of boredom and found some interesting things.

Zhao Rongjun still has his old problem. He gets nervous once there are many girls around him.

When I get nervous, I either bite my nails or tear up tissues. If I am doing homework, it will be even worse.

Yan Zhusheng is much more ordinary. He just simply likes listening to songs and occasionally hums a few lines subconsciously.

But when he realized there were other people around, he immediately stopped talking.

Li Luo was very suspicious whether this guy would start singing while doing his homework alone at home.

Qiao Xinyan likes to spin a pen, while Xu Youyu likes to put one leg under his butt and then change legs after a while.

Ying Chanxi was the most normal one. He had no quirks and sat upright. He just had a little obsessive-compulsive disorder and always had to place his textbooks and exercise books straight and adjust them every once in a while.

Li Luo smiled, stood up and walked into the kitchen, took out some of the fruits that Zhao Rongjun had just brought, washed them in the sink, then cut them and put them on several plates, and brought them to the desk in the living room.

"Take whatever you want. These are brought by Zhao Rongjun." Li Luo said and sat back in his seat.

But Yan Zhusheng on the opposite side seemed not to hear what he said because he was wearing headphones and concentrating on doing his homework.

So Li Luo reached out and tapped the table in front of her with his fingers.

When Yan Zhusheng saw Li Luo's gesture, he looked up at him blankly, then blinked, as if he understood what he meant, took off one of his headphones and handed it to him.

Li Luo: "...I asked you to eat fruit, not listen to music."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng reacted at this time, put away his headphones, picked up a piece of watermelon and started tasting it.

But Ying Chanxi, who was standing next to Li Luo, glanced at him and asked curiously, "Do you often ask Yan Zhusheng for headphones to listen to music?"

"I listen to it occasionally." Li Luo coughed twice. "Didn't I ask her to record a song before? That song "Waiting for You to Get Out of Class", so I listened to it on her phone before."

Ying Chanxi retracted his gaze: "There's no need to explain it so clearly. Help me get a piece of cantaloupe."

"Here." Li Luo picked up the toothpick, picked up a piece and handed it to Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi didn't take it with his hands. He just opened his mouth and took a bite. Then he looked at Zhao Rongjun with a normal expression: "It tastes very sweet. Zhao Rongjun, where did you buy it?"

"My grandmother brought it back from the countryside, and my relatives grew it themselves." Zhao Rongjun responded in a muffled voice.

"Oh, no wonder." Ying Chanxi nodded, picked up a grape from the plate in front of him, stuffed it into Li Luo's mouth, and then handed one to Xu Youyu on the other side, "Senior sister, you try it too."

"Thank you." Xu Youyu didn't pay any attention to what was happening on the table. He just took the grapes from Ying Chanxi and put them into his mouth. Then he wrote and drew on the draft book, immersed in the world of the novel outline, and by the way, he changed his leg and put it under his butt.

As a result, the movement was too big and the snow-white feet kicked Li Luo's thigh.

"Um... sorry sorry hahaha~" Xu Youyu retracted his foot and patted Li Luo's thigh considerately, "Are you okay?"

"You don't sit like this in school, do you?" Li Luo glanced at Xu Youyu's sitting posture and couldn't help asking.

"Of course not." Xu Youyu said, "I have to maintain my image at school, and of course I have to relax at home."

As he spoke, Xu Youyu simply crossed his other leg as well, sat cross-legged on the chair, supported his ankles with both hands, and began to sway happily.

Several people continued studying while eating fruit.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Chanxi called Xu Youyu and Qiao Xinyan to go downstairs to buy groceries. He also asked Yan Zhusheng, "Zhusheng, do you want to go shopping together?"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head and pointed to the piano room next to him: "I want to play the piano for a while."

"OK." Ying Chanxi nodded, "Then what do you want to eat? Let's go buy some groceries."

Yan Zhusheng blinked, then looked at Li Luo.

"Remember to buy a yellow eel and some chicken legs." Li Luo said as he cleared the plates on the desk.

"Oh." Ying Chanxi looked at Yan Zhusheng, then at Li Luo, "Then let's go."

Watching Ying Chanxi and the other two leave, Yan Zhusheng walked into the piano room again, and Zhao Rongjun's tense body finally relaxed.

The next second, he pushed Li Luo down on the sofa in a bad mood: "Is this how you treat your good brother?"

"Isn't that good?" Li Luo smiled and pushed him away. "Four beautiful girls are doing homework with you. Ask the boys in school. If word gets out, they will all have to pay to line up."

"Then I have to thank you?" Zhao Rongjun rolled his eyes.

"Alright, alright." Li Luo waved his hand and pushed Zhao Rongjun to his bedroom. "Go play on the computer for a while. The password is 0314. I'll call you when lunch is ready."

After settling Zhao Rongjun down, Li Luo stretched and then walked into the piano room.

(End of this chapter)