"Can't eat it!"

Lin Ye just flew over.

Bang!

"ah!"

Zhang Yang screamed in pain and flew out.

Bang!

He fell to the ground, rolled his eyes and shouted in pain: "Yezi, you're so cruel. Didn't you just eat a piece of bubble gum? Do you need such a dead hand?... Bah! It should be dead feet."

However, at this time, Lin Ye nervously looked towards the surrounding ground.

"Where did you go... Old Sheep, did you spit it out?"

"Damn it! Ye Zi, what about it? You kicked me just to let me spit out the candy? Could it be that I put it in my mouth, and you still want to spit out?" Zhang Yang rubbed his belly that was hurt by Lin Ye and shouted with resentment on his face.

Lin Ye said with a serious look on his face: "Old Yang, I didn't joke with you. I really can't take that medicine. Did you vomit it out?"

"What? The medicine? Isn't it bubble gum? As soon as I put it in my mouth, you kicked me away, and it turned out to swear."

Zhang Yang said truthfully, and at the same time he wondered, "You might be scaring me, right? That's obviously a bubble gum! What pill can be so big?"

"Poison! You're finished, Lao Yang, I'll tell you... You're completely finished now."

Seeing that the [Sick Pill] was really swallowed by Zhang Yang, and it was a big mistake. Lin Ye can only pray that Zhang Yang's random disease is just a small disease like a cold.

"Come on! You can fool me. Are you carrying a poison in your pocket? Are you okay? You are okay. But Ye Zi, you kicked me that moment just now, it's really cruel."

Although Lin Ye looked nervous and worried, Zhang Yang still thought he was still acting and did not take it seriously at all.

"No matter what, Lao Yang, once you feel any discomfort in your body, you must go to the hospital as soon as possible... It's best to ask your parents to take you to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination on the weekend to get a little insurance."

Lin Ye was unable to tell the truth about the [Sickness Pill], so he could only try his best to remind Zhang Yang, and at the same time he should be prepared to deal with sudden illness on Zhang Yang at any time.

At Jian'an No. 1 Middle School, Lin Ye only Zhang Yang is a good friend. Even if he fights his life, Lin Ye cannot let him have something to do.

"I'm going to the exam room for a big problem, I'm going to the exam room, Ye Zi... Come on today's exam, I wish you good luck."

After saying that, Zhang Yang walked into an examination room on the first floor.

"Good luck to you."

Lin Ye looked at Zhang Yang's back and said silently.

Who knows what random disease is for Zhang Yang?

I can only ask the Buddha for blessing.

...

Lin Ye also walked into his examination room. He came a little late today, and most of the candidates passed the exam. Dong Wanqing also sat in the seat and looked surprised when she saw Lin Ye coming in.

"Lin Ye, the math teacher asked me to tell you that after the afternoon exam, I will go home to pack my luggage, gather at five o'clock in the school playground, and take the bus to Rongcheng."

Dong Wanqing's bright eyes are kind and fond of her. When she speaks, there is a fragrance between her mouth. The gentle voice makes people's heart suddenly open.

"Go to Rongcheng? Yes! I almost forgot about this in the Mathematics Olympiad tomorrow morning. Wanqing, thank you for your reminder." Lin Ye suddenly thought.

Dong Wanqing lowered her head slightly, bit her lips and whispered: "Lin Ye, I should be thanking you. You are not going to participate in the Mathematics Olympiad, just to accompany me."

In fact, Dong Wanqing knew very well that Lin Ye could not even pass the math questions in the exam, and participating in the math Olympiad was a waste of time.

However, her heart was warm, and no boy had ever thought about her so carefully.

But after hearing this, Lin Ye smiled sly and said, "That's not necessarily true! Wanqing, I'm counting on getting extra points for the college entrance examination through the Mathematics Olympiad."

After saying that, Lin Ye returned to his seat and prepared to take the morning comprehensive science exam.

...

Soon, the paper was handed out, and Lin Ye, who was already familiar with it, wrote as if he was awesome, and answered the questions quickly as usual.

...

At the same time, on the other side, Youth Digest Magazine.

"Food barrel! Waste! Trash! No wonder several leaders in charge of culture in the province pointed at my nose and cursed all the time. What the hell are you all selected!"

The president of "Youth Digest" magazine, She Xiuxiong, who was fifty-three years old at the time, slapped and threw more than a dozen manuscripts on the table, making her nose almost crooked.

In front of him were five or six editors and deputy editors of the magazine, each of whom lowered his head and did not dare to breathe.

"Why? No one is talking? When I assigned the task of the front-page article last week, weren't you all still working hard and rushing to complete this glorious task? Look... see what the hell are you choosing!"

President She Xiuxiong was so angry that he supported the table with both hands and shouted, "Today is the deadline, and it will be published in the printing factory tomorrow. What do you think...what do now? How can I explain it to my superior cultural leaders?"

"President, this... we can't blame us! After all, the requirements above are too high. If you want Mr. Lu Xun's serious literary style, people are so impetuous now, how can you write it?"

A female editor-in-chief said with grievance.

"Yes! The president and our editors have read the manuscripts over and over again in recent years. The selected ones are really of the best quality."

"President, this is really not a fault for us! Everyone knows that our "Youth Digest" focuses on youth literature. The readers and authors they face are all young people who are more likely to be younger than the serious literature type, which is obviously not the same as the one with the serious literature!"

...

Each editor-in-chief lowered his head and explained his grievances and opinions to each other.

Including Hu Haomin, the editor-in-chief who made things difficult for Lu Tao yesterday, he was sweating profusely at this time. He really didn't expect that the task of a front-page article would be so important, and the subsequent orders were directly issued by leaders in the cultural field of the province.

"Hmph! But this is good. The more serious the consequences, the easier it is for me to attack Lu Tao. Resign? It's easy to say, don't you cure your mother's illness? The naive silly girl, our Rongcheng paper media are all in the same circle. Do you think you are sending resumes everywhere, and I, Hu Haomin, will I, or the magazine dare to ask you?"

Hu Haomin was thinking about Lu Tao and couldn't help licking his lips in a lewd way, as if Lu Tao, whom he had coveted for a long time, was already at a loss.

...

At this time, in the editorial office outside, the president She Xiuxiong was angry, and even the ordinary editors outside heard it.

"Hey... Sister Tao, it seems that the president is really angry this time. However, it's also a big mistake for our magazine to have no strength. Among so many manuscripts, we can't find one that meets the requirements of the front-page article."

A female editor who had just arrived for half a year, who had been sitting next to Lu Tao, shook her head and said regretfully.

"It's not that easy to have serious literature like Mr. Lu Xun! If it were easy, Mr. Lu Xun wouldn't have only one..."

Lu Tao shook her head. She came today and didn't plan to come to work at all. Instead, she began to organize her own things on her desk. Even the letter of resignation was written yesterday.

When Lu Tao opened the bag, he reached out and wanted to take out the resignation letter he wrote from it, but what he took out was not the resignation letter, but the submission letter that Lin Ye sent to him yesterday.

"Huh? This is a letter from Lin Ye. I forgot to read it last night..."

Lu Tao sighed, thinking that there was nothing to do anyway, so he opened the letter sent by Lin Ye and read it casually.

"Autumn Night? Is it prose..."

At first glance, I didn't think there was anything, but when Lu Tao continued to read one by one, he suddenly stood up excitedly...
Chapter completed!