The meeting half an hour ago.
This year's exchange meeting is full of gunpowder. Before, Liyang targeted Linjiang, and Yinghua challenged Linjiang with the shame of losing in the four-school league last year: "This year's four-school league, we Yinghua will not back down."
As the leading school of the key schools, Yinghua has left other schools a few blocks away in the past dozen or so leagues, and has never suffered such an "insult".
Shao Zhan, a classmate, didn't know where he came from. After entering the first year of high school, they Yinghua never achieved results in the league again.
Last year was even worse!
They Yinghua didn't even hold the second place!
After going back, I asked, the second kid named Xu Sheng, who usually ranked last in Linjiang, they still couldn't understand why after thinking about it, and finally pointed the finger back to Shao Zhan—
Does Linjiang, this Shao Zhan, feel that it is too boring to compete with them.
Pulling in my roommate and teaching by myself, I want to increase the sense of achievement!
If Shao Zhan knew that their brains were so open, he would send them three words: think too much.
This time, Liyang failed to secure the first place in the joint entrance examination. He sat in the audience for a long time, and after hearing about the "Four Schools League", he inquired about it, expressed his interest, and actively raised his hand: "Our school has two outstanding students this year, we Liyang also wants to participate!"
"… "
"We Liyang want to show the strength of the culture class!"
Gu Yanwang finished his recollection: "We have always adhered to the principle of common progress and go hand in hand, so this year, Liyang No. 2 Middle School wants to join, and we also welcome it."
"Every year, the league schedule is adjusted. Just prepare as usual. This year's team's lineup is similar to last year. We have two new high school freshmen. Come and introduce yourself."
It was the first time for high school freshmen to participate in the league, and their youthful faces were full of excitement and anticipation. The two new contestants briefly introduced themselves: "I will try my best to be on par with seniors Shao Zhan and Xu Sheng. I don't have the amazing talent of competition like Senior Xu Sheng, but I will do my best—"
Xu Sheng, who has an amazing talent for competition, is in chaos now.
It was so chaotic that Shao Zhan patted his hand from below, but he didn't respond.
Until Shao Zhan leaned over slightly and said two words in his ear: "Return to God."
Xu Sheng temporarily moved the death scythe hanging around his neck to the side, and before dying, he asked, "Liyang wants to participate in the competition, were the two struck by lightning?"
Shao Zhan: "I don't know."
The last time Xu Sheng talked about his talent for competition, it was entirely because he and Shao Zhan swapped bodies.
Some time ago, he had a training camp and a joint entrance examination. He had already left the league behind him. He never thought that there would be a place for him in the league this year.
Xu Sheng's mind was blank, and he had no time to manage Liyang's two: "Fuck, what should I do?"
Shao Zhan: "Get ready to talk to Director Gu about the story of hurting Zhongyong."
Xu Sheng: "..."
"Don't worry," Shao Zhan said again, "Looking back and thinking of a way, I really can't pretend to be sick and retire."
Xu Sheng was silent for two seconds: "Do you think Lei would still come if I sincerely summoned him?"
Shao Zhan: "..."
If he could, he really wanted to be struck by lightning again.
After the meeting, Gu Yanwang called Xu Sheng over alone: "Xu Sheng, come here."
Xu Sheng walked over slowly: "... Director Gu."
Gu Yanwang pulled out the USB flash drive: "You performed very well last year, and it was a blockbuster. The teacher will continue to look forward to your wonderful performance this time."
You have to jump into the hole you dug yourself with your eyes closed.
Xu Sheng didn't know how to say: "I... Actually..." Maybe you have heard the story of Shang Zhongyong.
Gu Yanwang is very confident in him, after all, it is a competition talent certified by Shao Zhan himself: "Don't be under pressure, just play normally like last year."
Gu Yanwang said a few words without giving Xu Sheng any room to turn around.
Xu Shengxin said that I was not normal last year.
My tablemate is in my body.
I hung up.
… but this obviously cannot be said.
The matter of the five-school league soon spread throughout the school.
Especially high school students, all of them are like Ganlu for a long time. After entering high school, there is a serious lack of entertainment life. Even the blackboard newspaper competition can be compared with relish, and the big event such as the five-school league has caused a high degree of discussion.
Hou Jun: "I heard that there is one more school this year? Liyang also participated?"
Xu Sheng was absent-minded: "Well."
Qiu Qiu: "Last year, our class was not well prepared. This year, we will put everything on the support banner."
Yuan Ziqiang: "This year's venue is Xingjian, right? Xingjian's kind of 'noble school' must have a big venue. Two big brothers, come on, I'm ready to shout for you."
"… "
Xingjian is indeed a well-known "treasure", and it is also the only "rich" school among all high schools in City A. There are several international classes set up in each grade, and the way to study abroad.
There are less than two weeks until the five-school league is held.
Waiting for Hou Jun and the others to disperse, Xu Sheng sighed, the weather was not as cold as before, he only wore a pair of thin jeans, with plenty of space in the back row and his long legs stretched out, he conceded, "Fuck, I'm still pretending. Get sick."
Shao Zhan also felt that this was the only way: "I'll go with you."
"?"
"Be your witness."
Xu Sheng touched his nose: "Step by step, I'll pretend to have a cold these days."
Shao Zhan hooked the pen with one hand, and reached into the table with the other hand and took it out: "Okay, I'll check the news first and then you can put it on."
After he finished speaking, Xu Sheng also remembered the painful experience of pretending to be sick last time: "..."
Although the matter of the five-school league has not been resolved yet, Xu Sheng temporarily put it aside and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, did I say that you had a particularly fake cough at the time."
After checking the news, Shao Zhan threw the phone back: "You cough like that?"
"It's more like you," Xu Sheng recalled now, only to feel incredible, "I was stupid when I fucking entered the isolation room."
At the same time, Xu Sheng also recalled the scene where Zhang Feng and the others, with snot and tears, looked at them from a distance through the bars: Don't give up hope of life—
Xu Sheng: "It shouldn't be so coincidental this time."
This time it is really not so coincidental, there is no movement in the news.
The next day, when Xu Sheng was about to take out his mask, Zhang Feng heard the news of the league and came to Class 7 to find him: "Are you going to join the league again?"
Zhang Feng was lying by the window: "You are awesome, boss, the real person doesn't show his face, what are you doing with this mask out? Are you feeling unwell?"
Xu Sheng had already put on the mask, and the sound of "um" sounded very dull across the mask, causing Zhang Feng not to hear clearly.
Shao Zhan came a few minutes late, and he threw the candy he bought from the canteen when he passed by the cafeteria on Xu Sheng's table. As a witness, he pulled out the seat and sat down to help him and say a few words: "He..." catches a cold at night.
Zhang Feng: "Speaking of physical discomfort, our school attaches great importance to senior three students, and we are worried about our health problems before the exam. A few days ago, a classmate in our class sneezed, and Gu Yanwang took him directly. When I went to the school infirmary, I took my temperature and planned to send it to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination."
Zhang Feng said and sighed with emotion: "The school really cares and loves us!"
Xu Sheng's sugar-peeling hand stopped: "..."
Shao Zhan: "..."
Xu Sheng died slowly.
Zhang Feng didn't realize that the two people on the opposite side were a little stiff: "Why don't you talk, what did you just say about him at night?"
Shao Zhan changed his words: "He sleeps late at night, don't disturb him."
Zhang Feng let out an "oh" and turned to Xu Sheng again: "Boss, what are you wearing a mask for?"
Xu Sheng: "Concave shape."
Zhang Feng put a question mark in his heart.
Xu Sheng raised his hand and hooked the edge of the mask, and gently hooked the black mask off, revealing a half-high nose bridge: "Wear it casually, can't you pretend to be forceful?"
"..." Zhang Feng said, "Okay."
Although this statement is very inexplicable, Zhang Feng has to admit that the word "pretend" is used very well, and he is indeed handsome.
After Zhang Feng left, Xu Sheng ripped off the mask, stuffed it into the table, bit the candy into pieces, and resigned in despair: "Is there any competition questions, I'll try a few sets."
Cramming is the last resort.
Shao Zhan did not give him random supplements. The scope of the markings were all the types of questions that could be used in the college entrance examination. When the questions were improved, he supplemented them.
In the evening, Xu Sheng was sitting at the desk with a few "competition practice papers" spread out on the table. Before he started writing, he couldn't help but look back at his short life: what was it that made him a scumbag on this path? What, let him encounter these.
Xu Sheng had a hard time making up, but he was someone who had experienced the last league, and he had seen some issues before.
It is said that good fortune and bad luck depend on each other. After Xu Sheng started to make up the competition questions, he scored an unprecedented high score of 131 in the math mock test a week later.
Zhou Yuan's hands were shaking when he sent out the test paper: "Good Xu Sheng, 131 points, the teacher never dreamed that you could get such a score—"
Xu Sheng: Thank you, teacher, I never dreamed that I would have today.
Although he occasionally got a high score in the math test, Xu Sheng was still in the dark. The difficulty of the competition questions was far worse than the questions on the test paper. It was amazing that he could understand the questions so far. If you can answer the first question, it is a waste of time to even think about it later.
The five-school league, which everyone has been eagerly awaiting, will be held on Sunday as usual.
This year is no longer Linjiang's home ground. Students from No. 6 Middle School need to gather in advance and take the bus to Xingjian Middle School.
Xu Sheng's participation in the league this time was different from the last time. He put on his school uniform in a regular manner. He said that the rules were not so regular. When he was washing, his mind was full of calculation formulas. The zipper of his coat was open. came back.
Xu Sheng pressed his back against the door panel, and was forced to sober up by the breath that Shao Zhan snatched when he suddenly approached.
Shao Zhan gave him a heavy kiss on the lips, his hand went down, touched the cold zipper, and zipped the zipper with his backhand: "If you don't know, leave the question blank, if Director Gu asks, let him come to me. ."
There can be many words.
For example, the questions that were pressed on him were not accurate.
Always get mixed up.
A total of eight contestants in the competition group of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School participated in the competition, but a lot of spectators went, and a total of three buses were sent.
There is still a long distance between the school gate and the comprehensive building of Xingjian Middle School. The school is surrounded by European-style carved guardrails. After the iron gate is slowly opened, after passing through a green road, you can see the comprehensive building and "Xingjian" two big print.
A brown-grey Roman numeral clock is hung on the tall spire on the right side of the complex.
On the side is a line of small print like a school motto: A person who dares to waste even an hour of time shows that he does not know how to cherish the full value of life. — Darwin
The "rich and powerful" school lives up to its reputation.
Linjiang arrived early, and when the team got off the bus, the other schools in the square hadn't come yet. The classmates whispered: "This is too proud."
"I heard that Xingjian is a noble school, but I didn't expect Haocheng to be like this."
A banner was pulled up on the square in advance, "The 16th Five-School League is launched in our school - warmly welcome all participating schools".
Xu Sheng was sitting on the steps in the center of the square, and Shao Zhan took advantage of the last minute to fill him with knowledge theorems: "Do you remember Seva's theorem?"
Xu Sheng's characteristic is that he is particularly able to put on a pose. Even if he doesn't remember at all now, he is still very confident when he says the three words "I don't remember".
In less than ten minutes before and after, buses from other participating schools drove in slowly from the school gate, and groups of teams got off the buses. Hua, who participated in the competition last year, has graduated from the senior year, and the fresh blood of the senior year has been replaced. I heard that this year Yinghua also has two talented players who are difficult to deal with.
The school uniforms and logos of these schools Xu Sheng had seen in the league last year.
These contestants got off the bus in batches, basically six to eight people, but the last bus that came in was different from all the other schools. There was a card in the window that said " Liyang".
The door of the bus opened slowly, and several teachers got off the bus first.
Then the two teenagers got off the bus one after the other.
The sun was shining at noon, the one in front pulled up his hat with his back hand before getting off the bus, and bent down slightly. The black hat covered more parts, covering the boy's overly delicate and even sharp eyebrows.
He put his hand on the door of the car and waited until he got off the car to see the person standing behind him from other people's perspectives. The sharp neck line of the boy can be clearly seen.
Until the one who got out of the car first knocked twice on the door with his fingers, warning: "Get out of here quickly."
… All the other schools came in a team, but Liyang really only had two.