Chinese teacher Zhao Cai once suggested to the big boys in the class who can't write lyrical essays, saying that if you really can't hold back your farts, you should save the lyrical part for supplementation at night. She said that people tend to be emotional late at night, but not during the day.
Sheng Wang thinks this is very reasonable. Standing on the platform of the school bus, he was blown by the northwest wind at 6 o'clock in the morning, and suddenly felt that the things that made him sleepless last night were nothing at all.
Sheng Mingyang knows that his son has a big heart and a shallow footsteps, and he won't fall into deep pits or stick to mud. If there is trouble on the road, just walk away. If something uncomfortable sticks to your body, just throw it away. Just like the city's top three places a long time ago, if you are not happy with it, then you don't want it.
He was always open.
Didn't Xu Dazui say it, it's normal for a 16- or 17-year-old to be a little restless, but the direction of his restlessness is just a little crooked.
He remembers that when he was in junior high school, he often played games on the sofa in the living room in the middle of the night. Not a single light was turned on in the room, only the flickering light of the mobile phone or TV screen. By the third year of physical examination, his eyesight had dropped to 4.8. He did not take the senior high school entrance examination and was directly recommended for high school, and he enjoyed a vacation in advance. When the first year of high school started, his eyesight had been restored - pseudo-myopia, just corrected it.
Same now, just fix it.
As long as it's cold, you'll be fine.
The rain in late autumn does not come and go as quickly as in summer, and it always lasts for several days at a time. The water droplets were wrapped in the wind, and the shots were everywhere, fierce and cold.
Yang Jing was in charge of following the car this morning. As soon as she arrived, she pointed at a few students and said, "Who should I dress in such a cold weather, some boarding students?"
There are only two boarding students in class A, which is no different from pointing the nose.
She looked at Jiang Tian and Sheng Wang and said, "Did the school send a group text message last night to remind you to cool down? Wearing an extra sweater is terrible, right?"
Jiang Tian said, "I didn't read the text messages."
He speaks like a back talk every day, and the teacher is used to it. Yang Jing unceremoniously dismantled him: "Why didn't you read the text messages, I saw that you didn't leave your mobile phone for a long time, obviously you are very diligent."
Gao Tianyang interjected next to him and said, "Sister Jing Jing, the one you read is WeChat, who still reads text messages if you don't accept the verification code."
Yang Jing pointed at him and said, "Shut up."
Gao Tianyang closed aggrievedly.
Jiang Tian didn't ask him to say more. After the explanation, he put away his phone and glanced at Shengwang. As a result, Sheng Wang's school uniform jacket was secretly opened to the lower half, revealing the thin long-sleeved T inside.
No wonder Yang Jing wanted to scold.
Sheng Wang was absent-minded, a flash of white suddenly flashed under his eyelids. He raised his head slightly in shock, and saw Jiang Tian stretched out a hand from his pocket, and with more than a step away, he quickly pulled the zipper of his school uniform to the top for him.
The collar of the school uniform stood up high enough to wrap around the neck. Jiang Tian's fingers accidentally touched Sheng Wang's chin, causing him to slightly raise his head.
He glanced at Sheng Wang's face, loosened the zipper, lowered his hand and said, "If you are hot, you might as well wear short sleeves to save trouble."
Here it is again, this mean bastard.
Sheng Wang put down his sleeves that were rolled up to his elbows, and defended, "It's not me who is open."
"Is that open?" Jiang Tian said.
"The zipper slides on its own, if you don't believe me, ask it."
"… "
The mean man turned his head away and laughed angrily, maybe he really did.
The girls around were faintly moving, whispering snickers mixed with whispers. Judging from this feedback, Jiang Tian's laugh should be very exciting.
Sheng Wang raised his eyebrows at him defiantly and proudly, then lowered his eyes and hid his chin in his collar. He pulled the sleeve of his coat to his wrist, stood with his back to Jiang Tian, and habitually grabbed the zipper head.
After a while, he suddenly realized that the zipper he was holding was something his brother had just touched.
…
It's really dying.
Sheng Wang was silent for a few seconds, then loosened his teeth.
The school bus arrives quickly. Sheng Wang didn't like crowding, so he got into the car at the end of the line.
I thought that there were not many seats left, so he and Jiang Tian would naturally separate. Unexpectedly, Gao Tianyang slapped the back of the seat in front of him and said, "Come on! I have reserved a seat for you two. Am I a sweet little padded jacket?"
If Shengwang had a lighter, he could light the padded jacket on the spot.
It takes about 40 minutes to drive from Affiliated High School to Nangao. Sheng Wang hadn't slept well at first, and wanted to "cold the cold", so he plugged his headphones into the car and prepared to make up for sleep.
The school bus is not very new, the plastic edge of the window glass is a little old, the sealing is not good, and the wind always seeps through the gap. Sheng Wang closed his eyes and leaned for a moment, feeling a little cold by the wisps of wind.
He pulled up the collar, buried the lower half of his face in the collar, and went to sleep at an angle that was not easily affected by the wind.
A few seconds later, he felt that Jiang Tian had changed his posture, and there was a light sound from the fabric of the clothes, and the irritating cold wind suddenly disappeared.
Sheng Wang half-raised his eyes in drowsiness, and saw Jiang Tianzheng brushing his phone with his eyes down.
Sheng Wang's heart skipped a beat, and then gradually slowed down.
Most of the classmates in the car were asleep, and some were cramming. There were faint snoring, rustling of flipping books, and very soft endorsements, but none of them were as loud as the rain outside the car.
He stared at Jiang Tian silently for a while, and suddenly felt that the words to attract wealth were not all right, and that it was not all rational during the day.
"Brother." He whispered.
Jiang Tian scratched his fingers and turned to look at him unexpectedly.
"Just to tell you, call me when I'm about to arrive." Sheng Wang yawned after saying that, and leaned down in a sleepy manner.
Only then did Jiang Tian recover from the title. He stared at Sheng Wang's face and frowned: "Are you ill?"
"No." Sheng Wang dragged his tune and hesitated. He took out his mobile phone and typed Jiang Tian in the WeChat chat box: "The driver's style is a bit wild, and I get motion sickness.
Jiang Tian's eyes stopped on the note name. The last time he saw it was his name, and it suddenly became "brother" at some point.
He was stunned for a moment, and when he regained his senses, Sheng Wang had already put away his phone and went back to sleep. Once those clear eyes were closed, the fluttering or sly smile at the corners of the mouth faded and became a flat straight line, and the feeling of lethargy instantly regained.
He was a little wobbly, and seemed very uncomfortable and not very happy.
The mid-term exam lasted for two days. This time, the English, math, and physics papers were all difficult. The corridors were filled with grievances and sorrows. After one exam was completed, a group of heroic people would become cold.
When the school bus drivers pulled the students to the Affiliated Middle School, they felt like they were keeping watch.
For Sheng Wang, it doesn't matter if the paper is difficult, nor does lack of sleep matter, and it doesn't matter who he likes or not. He won't suddenly become stupid and can't do it because he is restless and crooked.
He is the only one who can determine whether his grades are good or bad—not to see if he can, but to see if he wants to.
When they got off the school bus, half of class A were busy answering the answers, and the other half were busy shouting, "I failed you in this test?" "How about my test is bad for you?" "My xx question Almost didn't have time to finish you?"
Sheng Wang used to say "I'm okay", but this time it all turned into "not so good".
When they first heard this answer, Gao Tianyang, Song Sirui and the others were really stunned, but that was all, and no one took it seriously.
It was not until several universities cross-read the papers that everyone understood the meaning of these words.
It was a Wednesday.
Jiang Tian suddenly woke up at about 5 o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he found that the balcony door was blown open by the wind at some point. A bird fluttered in with its wet wings and slanted in. After rolling out of the mud, it knocked down a water glass. Hastily flew away.
The mud was wet on Jiang Tian's clothes that had just been dried. The water cup was also his. The overturned water soaked the nearest book - Jiang Tian's Chemistry Contest Question Bank.
He cleaned up the mess on the table, took off the dirty clothes and rubbed it again, and he was completely sleepless. He stuffed Sheng Wang's hanging hand back into the bed, stood by the bed and watched for a while before sitting down.
He somehow felt that this day would not be smooth for him.
Lao He stepped on the bell at 7 o'clock and entered the classroom on time, holding several stacks of physics papers and a complete transcript in his hand.
The hustle and bustle turned to silence in an instant, and everyone in a class calmed down and stared at the sheet that was blown away by the wind.
Lao He's face was not very good. But she does this almost every time she takes the big exam, and everyone is not surprised.
"Our class performed normally this time. The average score of physics ranked first among the four major schools, first in mathematics, second in chemistry, third in Chinese, and fourth in English. Teacher Yang Jing is not very happy, you will be well prepared for a while. Mental preparation for scolding."
The whole class did not dare to breathe, and no one dared to move when they thought of Yang Jing.
"This time there is something to be commended." He Jin glanced at the whole class, and first his eyes fell on Jiang Tian's direction, and said, "The first place in our class is still the first among the four major schools in the joint entrance examination. Second 21 points."
This is a bigger difference than the last joint entrance examination, setting a new record. Class A was boiling for a while, Gao Tianyang turned his head and said to Sheng Wang while applauding, "He's not human, right! My brother Tim is not human at all!"
Sheng Wang smiled and echoed over there: "That's right, pervert!"
Jiang Tian's mood finally improved briefly, and the pen between his fingers tapped Sheng Wang's shoulder heavily.
"Hey, it's too horrendous." Sheng Wang covered his shoulders and pretended to be in pain: "Don't tell the truth?!"
He Jin tapped on the podium, and the class soon fell silent again. She said: "Another thing to be commended is that there are more students in the front ranks this time than before. In the past, there were usually about 10 students outside the 45th place, but this time there are only 5 in our class."
Everyone subconsciously wanted to cheer and cheer, and just started, they suddenly remembered that these five people were going to change shifts, and they got stuck again.
"I'll ask the team leaders to send out the single score sheet in a while." He Jin paused for a moment, and then said, "The students who didn't get it, go to the office between classes and let's chat."
As soon as I said this, everyone understood that eight or nine out of ten who didn't get it were out of the 45th.
The group leaders shuttled around the classroom, and within two minutes, all the scores were distributed. When Gao Tianyang got the note, he almost cried with joy.
He was very lucky. The two short-board subjects were difficult this time. Except for the big bosses at the top, the difference between everyone was not big, which saved his life. So the total score is neither high nor low, so I stepped on the 45th place in the grade.
He kissed the score twice, flicked the note and turned to look for Shengwang to share the joy, but his face froze in the next second, because he found that there was no score bar on Shengwang's table.
The noisy human voice finally disappeared at a certain moment, and everyone swept around to know the result of this "shift".
The five students who are going out are Zhang Xin, Zhou Sitian, Zhao Rui, Wang Zelin... and Sheng Wang.
At that moment, the classroom was dead silent.
Sheng Wang tilted his head, and out of the corner of his light saw that the pen between his brother's fingers didn't turn again.
He blinked lightly, thinking that he really answered that sentence, and he was exactly the same as Zhao Xi when he became crazy. But he wasn't crazy, he just exiled himself to calm down.
It's going to be a little uncomfortable, but it'll be fine soon.