With Miller's help, the ingredients were quickly prepared.
She drove the four of them to the place.
"Auntie, come with us."
Miller looked at William and smiled, "You young people go play together, I won't participate, otherwise you won't be able to have fun. Later, when you're done, I'll pick you up and take you home."
"There's no need for the trouble, you can rest early, we can go back by ourselves later," William said.
"If you can't easily get a taxi, be sure to call me."
"Okay."
Daniel and Mason set up the rack.
Daniel put the charcoal in and lit it.
"William, Ellie, Mason, what do you want to eat first? Lamb skewers okay?"
Ellie responded, "Okay."
While roasting the lamb skewers, Daniel said, "Xinjiang lamb skewers, sir, would you like one?"
"Get out of here," Mason glared at him.
Ellie looked at the two, then at William, and smiled.
Daniel roasted a full bunch of lamb skewers, distributed them to the three, and said, "I'll do some grilled pork belly next."
The evening breeze was gentle and comfortable on the skin.
"Cheers!"
Four glasses clinked together, with Ellie's milk being particularly conspicuous.
The grilled pork belly sizzled on the rack, with a crispy sound and oil bubbling up. William took the pork belly off, sprinkled it with barbecue seasoning.
The first one was handed to Ellie.
"Is it delicious?"
Ellie nodded.
Daniel laughed, "This seasoning is just too good, not to mention pork belly, even if it were grilled shoe soles, they would be delicious."
"Do you want to eat shoe soles?"
"Don't take things out of context, Mason." Daniel finished, then added, "Take advantage of the time before the results come out and have fun, otherwise, Miller will beat me up."
"Good luck."
"Why do you say it like that? Mason, can't you wish me not to get beaten?"
"It's a bit difficult."
"Get out of here."
In the open abandoned building, the smell of barbecue wafted, mixed with laughter.
Ellie really liked the feeling of being with them.
...
On Sunday night, as soon as she entered the class, the results came out.
Ellie, as always, performed stably, first in the class and second in the school.
Ellie flipped through the score list, looking at William's ranking.
Forty-first, almost in the top forty.
He scored over three hundred points, improving by eight places from last time.
He had been sleeping very late these days, staying up late every night to read, write papers, memorize words, and brush up on the basic questions from previous years' examples.
William's English is not bad, barely approaching the passing line.
But he still needs to catch up on a lot of other things.
He is very smart and has a good memory, as long as Ellie marks the knowledge points for him to memorize, he can basically remember them.
Many questions are also something he can understand once she points them out.
But he has really fallen behind too much, so he can only start from the basics, and only by laying a solid foundation can he gradually catch up.
Mr. Johnson looked at Ellie's ranking and score on the score list. The teacher from the rocket class had mentioned many times that he wanted Ellie as a student, but Ellie was unwilling to go to the good class, she still wanted to stay in her current class.
The learning atmosphere in the rocket class is indeed better, with the lowest score in the class over 500 points.
In their regular class, over 500 points are in the top ten, even in the top three.
Class 17 is particularly poor among the regular classes, and usually, very few people score over 500.
Ellie is an unexpected emergence, with her first exam directly approaching 700 points.
It's just that...
Mr. Johnson knew about her situation from the first day.
He felt sad and regretful from the bottom of his heart.
He looked at Ellie sitting in the front row, with a gentle and obedient face.
No matter from which aspect, there are almost no issues to be picked.
He withdrew his gaze, looked at the score list in his hand, and his eyes fell on William, who was ranked forty-first, somewhat surprised.
Before, for some reason, William took the initiative to ask him to adjust his seat.
He later saw William return to his previous state of decay, and he remembered the teenager's words to him in the office.
"Your grades are improving, why did you suddenly propose not to sit with Ellie?"
"Teacher, it's too disturbing to her, it affects her studies."
With such an excuse, Mr. Johnson had nothing to say.
He also remembered that during this period, he could see the two people discussing questions in the class almost every afternoon, including after class, and William often went to Ellie's side with a book to ask questions.
Seeing the teenager working harder and harder, he was also very pleased.
He also felt William's change, which should be because of Ellie.
Young likes are pure, as long as they are promoting each other and getting better, he thinks they are acceptable.
Mr. Johnson withdrew his thoughts and said, "Everyone go out first, rearrange the seats, come in one by one, I'll call the names."
The first one to be called in was Ellie.
Mr. Johnson asked her, "Where do you want to sit? With whom?"
"In the last row, with William."
Mr. Johnson heard this and looked outside, calling out, "William, come in and sit next to Ellie."
Ellie sat in William's seat, and William moved her stool back and sat down.
"Adrian, where do you want to sit? You can choose a deskmate."
"I'll sit in the second to last row, and I choose Theodore as my deskmate."
Adrian said, and sat in front of William, and Theodore sat in front of Ellie.
Theodore sat down and said to Adrian, "You're sensible."
Adrian just smiled.
Daniel saw his seat was gone, why was his seat so popular?
More than twenty names were called out one after another.
Daniel heard Mason's name.
"The same seat, deskmate Daniel."
Daniel happily followed Mason in.
He whispered, "Mason, why have you improved so much this time? You're studying behind my back."
"I study openly." Mason looked at him and said, "When William and I get admitted later, don't cry."
"I don't care, I'm starting to study from today."
Aria still sat with her original deskmate.
When it was time to move the desks and change seats, William carried Ellie's desk to the back row, and Ellie followed him with her bag.
William took the bag from her hand and said, "I'll carry it."
"Let me take one."
"It's okay, I'll get it."
William carried her small pink bag on his back and pushed her desk to the back row.
After moving the desk, he went back to move Ellie's book box.
Theodore looked at the two people and felt that the William he knew for a year before might have been fake.
Where was the William who didn't talk to girls and was unapproachable?
Where was the fierce and indifferent one?
Seems like none of it was present in front of Ellie.
William put Ellie's things away and watched her sit down, resting his chin and smiling at her.
He finally got to sit with Ellie again, and the corners of William's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"I wanted to ask before, did you move my desk last time?"
"Yes."
"I knew it was you."
William looked at her: "Why?"
"I just felt it was you."