Zhou Zhi has a very ambivalent mentality towards Zhang Xinyi, which is completely different from the feeling when facing Guan Tingting and Feng Xueshan, and he is somewhat awe-inspiring.

And Zhang Xinyi never showed enthusiasm in front of Zhou Zhi, and Zhou Zhi never felt that she liked him.

The two of them are more like ordinary friends who have to meet frequently because of their parents' relationship. However, what is a little different from ordinary friends is that if Zhang Xinyi makes any request to Zhou Zhi, Zhou Zhi will never refuse and will do it immediately.

Agree.

There was a kind of caution between the two of them, as if they were treating a distinguished guest.

After his rebirth, Zhou Zhi gained a lot of experience. When he saw Zhang Xinyi again today, he suddenly thought of a question.

Zhang Xinyi never called him by his nickname in his previous life.

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

For example, when he was telling a story just now, Zhang Xinyi just listened quietly, obviously very interested. But if it were those friends who called him by his nickname, such as Xiong Jiao, Feng Xueshan and the others, they would have been unable to help asking questions.

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How strange...

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi couldn't help but feel a little frustrated: "Forget it, I came here today because I actually wanted to ask about the course progress of the liberal arts class. The emphasis of class one and class two must be different."

If it were He Yongmei, he should give Zhou Zhi a roll of his eyes now, and then accuse him of asking if it's a little late for him to start school the day after tomorrow.

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

The meal was simple to prepare, and you only had to wash three bowls after finishing it. Zhang Ziyuan was still a little unhappy when handing over the bowls: "Brother Elbow, there is obviously braised pork."

Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "I made it in a hurry. I have to wait for it to taste better. It will taste better at night."

Zhang Ziyuan turned on the TV: "School will start the day after tomorrow. I want to watch TV as soon as possible."

Zhang Xinyi said: "Zhou Zhi, let's go to the bedroom."

The bedroom has two small beds and a desk, which basically fills up the room. Zhang Ziyuan is younger and is not so nervous about studying, so she does her homework in her grandfather's room. This desk is used by Zhang Xinyi.

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

There was a large piece of glass on the desk, with many photos pressed underneath. Zhou Zhi found one of his own childhood: "Ah, when did this photo arrive at your home?"

It was a one-year-old little baby sitting naked in a wooden basin. Although no key parts were exposed, it still made Zhou Zhi feel embarrassed.

Zhang Xinyi finally smiled: "Your mother must have given it to my mother."

Zhou Zhi put his hand on his forehead: "My family keeps the photos of you and Zi Wan in their photo albums when they were young. Xinyi, I find you are a bit bad. How can I behave in a liberal arts class like this?"

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

"When a classmate comes to your home, they will definitely ask, "Who is this kid?" Then you will definitely say, "This is Zhou Zhi from Class 2, oh, it's over now!"

Zhang Xinyi laughed even harder: "Who could be as boring as you and notice this?"

"No one really asked?"

"Really not? Are you still on track with the progress?"

"Yes, yes, yes, but you still have to put this photo away..."

The progress of the review was very fast. When the review was completed, Zhang Xinyi said: "Zhou Zhi, I'm actually very happy that you came to class one. Someone will ask about Chinese and history in the future."

Zhou Zhi thought for a while and decided to express his thoughts: "Xin Yi, I think we still need to use scientific methods to study. Even if it is liberal arts, we cannot memorize it by rote."

Zhang Xinyi is actually a little jealous of Zhou Zhi's intelligence, and hates him for wasting his talent. He even hates Zhou Zhi's naughty ways. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and annoyed: "Have you always looked down on me and wanted to say that I'm stupid?

"

"Where are you thinking?" Zhou Zhi couldn't laugh or cry: "I taught you table tennis and backgammon, and now you can surpass me. If you say you are stupid, doesn't that mean I am stupider?"

"Speaking of this, I would like to ask, do you usually practice secretly?"

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

Zhou Zhi had no choice but to pack up his books: "Xin Yi, I still want to ask a question."

"Why do you have so many questions today?"

"Why do you never call me by my nickname?"

"This question is so strange. Is your nickname nice? How can you ask others to call you by your nickname?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhi turned to look at Zhang Xinyi: "I feel warm to anyone who calls me by my nickname, and I feel that they are my true friends."

"Xin Yi, I want us to become true friends."

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

"That's okay, just don't bark if you don't want to."

Zhang Xinyi raised his head: "Don't be angry."

"How could I be angry with you?"

Zhou Zhi in the previous life would have said the same thing, but his self-esteem might have been stabbed in his heart.

But now the mentality is different.

Those who like the two books written in my previous life can read them over and over again and cannot put them down; those who don't like them will still get you scolded.

So asking everyone to have a certain attitude towards you is something that goes against common sense.

Zhou Zhi took out his math book and said with a smile: "Do you want to play backgammon?"

"Um."

The two skillfully tore up the paper, laid it out, and started the game.

"Eh? Why don't you make a cross?"

"There are two strokes to draw a cross, and one stroke to draw a circle. Since there is a red pen, why draw a cross?"

"You are really lazy in everything."

"This is not called laziness, this is called scientifically saving time."

"..."

"Xinyi?"

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

"..."

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

"It's not the best, but there are a few seniors in Class 1 and Class 2, and I'm familiar with Lao Mu in your class... Anyway, I make friends very quickly! By the way, I still have to study in the evening."

"Teacher Liu agrees?"

"I don't know whether Teacher Liu agrees or not, but Principal Zhao has already agreed."

"You know how to blow!"

"Hey, I'm a member of the Provincial Writers Association. Isn't it too much to ask for self-study last night?"

"Huh? That seems to make sense. My dad said that Jiachuan has never been a member of the Provincial Writers Association. I feel quite proud..."

"Then you will still be proud in the future..."

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

"Okay, let's talk while we play chess."

It was still so inexplicable, but the relationship between the two slowly returned to its normal state.

This chess game was never finished once it started. The two of them played more than ten games, but Zhou Zhi still lost more than he won.

"How come you still haven't made any progress?"

"That's not possible. I think you're progressing too fast... Oops, it's almost five o'clock. I have to go home and cook!"

"Then I'll send it to you."

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

"You take care of me."

"Let's go!"

"Goodbye Brother Elbow!"

The two walked out of the Urban Development Bureau dormitory. There was a large forest of fragrant deer outside the dormitory. Zhou Zhi took a deep breath: "The air here smells really good."

Zhang Xinyi said: "Oh, my mother forgot the cloth she prepared for grandma."

"It doesn't matter. Next time, I still have a lot at home anyway."

When they came to the edge of the forest, Zhou Zhi said: "Let's stop here, you are still too polite to me."

Zhang Xinyi smiled and said: "Thank you for coming to cook us lunch. The braised pork...is delicious."

"This meal will be even better tonight. Goodbye Xinyi."

"Goodbye, Zhou Zhi."
To be continued...