The No. 3 Middle School repainted the teaching building during the summer vacation, and the entire classroom was completely new from top to bottom. The decorations that had been pasted on the wall were torn off, and the award certificate for the first overall score in the sports meeting was also gone.
But no one cares about these.
After entering the third year of high school, all the holidays have shrunk and been canceled, and even physical education classes and inter-class exercises have stopped, as if the only thing left in our world is the college entrance examination.
At the class meeting, the class teacher asked everyone to write down their target colleges, and then compared the test scores with the just-concluded college entrance examination scores to find out the gap, and then divide the score difference into twelve equal parts. "Set a big goal for yourself, then divide the big goal into small goals, and improve a little every time you take the test, which is both an affirmation and an encouragement to yourself."
Nan Xiangwan counted with his fingers. He was still some distance away from Guanghua University, but it was not unattainable. She spread these differences among various subjects. There are more subjects that have room for improvement, and fewer subjects that have entered the bottleneck. Only when there are goals, plans and execution can we make steady progress and make progress step by step.
Nan Xiangwan noticed that in the discipline class, not all students were as clear-minded as her. The paper in front of Lin Xiaoran was blank, and he put one leg on the other, shaking his pen in boredom. It's not just Lin Xiaoran, most of the students have no plans for their future careers. They don't know much about the universities in the country and what the characteristics of each university are. Some people can only determine a rough score line, and hope that it will be fine.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. At this stage, scoring is the first priority. Only by getting higher scores can we have more choices. Back then, Nan Xiangwan was forced to choose a less popular major because her grades were not high enough. As a result, it affected her future career, and the tone of her life was set like this.
The time was almost up, and the head teacher asked the group leader to put away everyone's notes and post them on the wall behind the classroom after class. "In the future, an exam will be held every month, and you can see if you are working towards your goal."
The team leader came over soon, Lin Xiaoran had no choice but to write down a sports school, which is the school that is often mentioned by the coaches of the sports team. Everyone said it should be really good.
After the note was posted on the wall, there was quite a commotion, because there was no name written on it, and everyone was guessing which note belonged to whom. Nan Xiangwan found out that she wasn't the only one who targeted Guanghua University, after all, it was one of the few universities whose name was known by the people of the whole country.
The tension in the third year of high school is not only reflected in the strict study every minute, but also in the endless rankings. Every time the monthly exam is over, the rankings of the third graders will be posted next to the gate of No. 3 Middle School. Besides the teachers and students of the whole school, passers-by can also see it clearly. Under normal circumstances, students who have regressed significantly will be called by the teacher to talk, and parents will be called by the class teacher to have a meeting.
In order to have more time to read and do homework, the students turned to the south to study in the evening. In addition to reading aloud for half an hour before the morning self-study, and staying for an extra half an hour after the evening self-study to do homework, more and more people did not even take a lunch break. I gave up, no matter whether it was day school or boarding school, everyone returned to the classroom to read after eating in the cafeteria, and made a cup of coffee when they were really sleepy, or slept on their stomachs on the table for a while.
Many students couldn't stand the day-to-day torment from morning to night. Some dropped their pens and ran out during the exam, and some silently shed tears after seeing the grades. But soon, the students who ran out ran back again, biting the bullet and writing quickly. The students who shed tears would smile at the tablemate who comforted them, saying that they were practicing whether they could cry within ten seconds.
Just when everyone was on the verge of collapse, there was an unusual sound, as if a stone was thrown into the pool, causing ripples.
A well-informed classmate revealed that a well-known singer will hold a concert at the Provincial Stadium not far from the school. The time is tomorrow night, and the rehearsal is during the day today. This is his first time to hold a concert in this city, and it is also one of the few solo concerts in this city. It is very worth looking forward to.
Sure enough, after a while, there was a faint singing sound outside the window, which was the singer's famous song. Because it was too far away, the voice could not be heard intermittently, but it also aroused everyone's imagination, wondering whether the singer himself was at the scene, which hotel he would stay in, and what the concert would be like.
Everyone has been suppressed for too long, and at the age when they love to chase stars and join in the fun, how can they withstand such temptations, for a while the people in the class are impetuous, and they all want to go to the concert site to see it, even if it is just to listen outside also good.
It's a pity that from Monday to Saturday, I have to go to class every day until nine o'clock in the evening, so I must not be able to catch up with the concert. Of course, not being able to catch up theoretically doesn’t mean really not being able to catch up. You can also think of other ways, such as…
Soon, some people got their brains twisted and tried their best to ask for leave. Why did they get sick, their parents got sick, their grandparents got sick, and the cats and dogs at home got sick. I don't know if the teachers also got the news, knowing that 80% of the people who asked for leave this day are going to go to the concert. No matter what the reason is, there are only two words, "no".
Under the extremely disappointed eyes of everyone, Jiang Darling stood up.
She quickly packed her schoolbag and hurried out of the classroom without saying hello. Of course she didn't go to the concert, but to take a professional class. After a summer of training, her vocal level has improved a lot. The music teacher recommended a new professional teacher to her, but this teacher is out of town, so she needs to catch the train there on Saturday night, and take the train again on Sunday night. hurry back.
Nan Xiangwan was still feeling sorry for her travel expenses when she first heard about it, but Jiang Daring said that compared with the class fees of professional teachers, the travel expenses were not worth mentioning. Fortunately, her family is very supportive of her pursuit of her dream, and she said that she will not hesitate to spend any money, which also puts great pressure on Jiang Darling. She said that she often dreamed that her throat was broken, and she couldn't make a sound with her mouth wide open in the dream, and the pillow was wet when she woke up.
"If I had known I would also be studying art, I would be able to skip classes." Zhang Chao teased in a low voice behind him.
Li Shuai pointed at the crowd and said, "You guys are too stupid. Isn't it obvious that asking for leave at this time tells others that you are going to the concert? What is false is true, and what is true is false. Look at me."
He snapped his fingers and slowly raised his hand, "Teacher, I need to go to the toilet."
Lin Xiaoran couldn't help giving a thumbs up secretly, "Wonderful." No teacher would refuse a student's request to go to the toilet, as long as he can get out of the classroom, he can get mixed up with the first grade team out of the school gate, and then run away. As for the teacher, with so many people in the class, he might not remember that someone who went to the toilet has not come back.
The head teacher who was teaching the paper raised his head without changing his face, "Okay, you go, we will wait for you to come back."
"what?"
The teacher in charge said with a smile: "Yes, we won't talk about the following questions until you come back. Now the class is so tense, and if you neglect a little bit, you can't keep up. Everyone doesn't want you to delay your study because of going to the toilet, right? "
"Yes!" The whole class said in unison, and then laughed uncontrollably.
"..." Why is this different from what he thought.
Li Shuai couldn't get off the horse. He could neither say that he skipped class to watch the concert, nor could he say that he couldn't go. His face turned red and then pale. The smile was so unbearable that even Nan Xiangwan, who had never cared about worldly affairs, curled his lips and his shoulders kept trembling.
"Why? Not going?" The teacher in charge looked at him with a smile, his constantly turning eyes seemed to have penetrated everything.
"Go, go." Anyway, I was tired after taking such a long class, so I happened to go out for a walk.
The head teacher put down the paper and said, "Okay, let's count the time, three, two, one, start!"
"I..." Hearing the password, Li Shuai had no choice but to run out desperately. When the wind in the corridor blew in his ears, he swore in his heart that he would never play tricks again.
Li Shuai went to the toilet, washed his hands casually, and ran back. The head teacher saw him and said in surprise, "Yo, that's fast enough."
Other students are also saying: "So fast, have you washed your hands?"
Everyone laughed for a while, and suddenly, someone "shh". The classroom quickly quieted down. Everyone, including the class teacher, couldn't help but hold their breath and listen attentively.
As the night darkened, familiar singing voices floated in. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the screams of fans and the sudden blooming of fireworks. It must be the beginning of the concert.
The classmate who had something good to do stood up and opened the window suddenly, and the cold wind came in all of a sudden, which brought more and more eager voices. Those voices, large or small, were like little furry hands, scratching every one that was about to move. Heart.
Everyone couldn't care less about joking anymore. Everyone's face was full of yearning and disappointment, and they were indescribably sad.
The reason why everyone is so sad is not all because they can't go to the concert. Not everyone is a fan of this singer. Everyone just wandered in the sea of learning with no end in sight for too long, and couldn't wait to find a port where they could call.
"Okay!" The head teacher knocked on the table, breaking the silence in the room, "Close your ears, don't listen to other things, listen to what I have to say, I'll just say it once, after passing this village, there will be no such shop, next question."
There was the sound of flipping the papers, and everyone had to go back to the sea of books and questions. After finally getting out of class, as soon as the head teacher left, everyone immediately dropped the books in their hands and gathered by the window to "listen to the song".
The window was wide open, which quickly lowered the temperature in the classroom, but Nan Xiangwan was infected by everyone's enthusiasm. She looked at the students who were screaming wildly and pretended to be in a concert, and shook her head with a smile.
Suddenly, Lin Xiaoran turned around and put a hand on her ear. That hand not only brought the long-lost warmth, but also brought a singing voice. It was a mobile phone that was talking, "What?" Nan Xiangwan's eyes widened, and the white light reflected off her pupils, reflecting dazzling little stars.
Lin Xiaoran lowered his voice and said, "I have friends at the scene."
The voice that could only be vaguely picked up from the window suddenly came to his ears. Nan Xiangwan felt very strange. The phone was very chaotic, and it was more the voice of fans singing along.
Oh, it turned out that I was interacting with fans just now, and now the audience has quieted down, the prelude started, and the big star began to sing, it is really extraordinary...
As if surrounded by a bunch of fire, she and Lin Xiaoran listened to a song head to head, until the class bell rang.
When the biology teacher walked into the classroom, Nan Xiangwan leaned forward and whispered in Lin Xiaoran's ear, "Actually, there is a person who also wants to hear it."
"Who?" Lin Xiaoran asked curiously.