On Wednesday morning, Lin Xiaoran reappeared in everyone's sight and became the star of the discipline class. The students surrounded him whenever they had free time, asking questions about this and that.
Lin Xiaoran took the trouble to answer one by one.
"The food is very good. There are three dishes, one soup, snacks, yogurt, and fruit. You can ask your parents to give you whatever you want. My dad specially sent me a roast duck."
"No one cares about what you want to do, but it's just annoying to have to take your temperature every day."
"By the way, the mayor came to visit the next day and called me to ask if I was not used to it. I had only seen him on TV before, but I didn't expect him to be quite kind."
"On the day we came out, the principal also came and brought us a bouquet of flowers. He said he would arrange for a teacher to give us make-up lessons, but I politely declined. What a joke, we still need make-up lessons with our grades?"
"Tsk tsk, I feel that seven days is not enough, if only I could stay a few more days..."
"Wow..." The students were really taken aback by Lin Xiaoran's words, and everyone showed envious expressions, as if he was not quarantined because he came into contact with an infectious patient, but because he accidentally won a travel award and went out to play for seven days. Lin Xiaoran was also extremely proud, and accepted everyone's compliments with his chin raised.
"Heh..." Nan Xiangwan, who was sitting behind Lin Xiaoran copying notes, curled his lips in disdain when he heard this. He didn't know who was so frightened that he couldn't sleep every day. Sometimes he asked if he had a fever, and sometimes asked if he had a cough just now and whether he had a disease Yes, I woke up until midnight with a sore throat and called her, "It's over, it's over, I must be infected with the virus, and I will be sent to the hospital tomorrow, what will you do after I leave..."
Nan Xiangwan listened to him babbling for a long time, and said impatiently, "Just drink some water."
The phone was empty for a moment, and as the cup was placed on the table and made a crisp sound, Lin Xiaoran said pleasantly, "Really, it really doesn't hurt anymore."
"Beep beep..." Nan Xiangwan hung up the phone all of a sudden, and cursed in a daze, "I'm sick."
Forget it, life is already so difficult, don't expose some things, let him be proud for a while. Nan Xiangwan raised his head, silently looked at Lin Xiaoran's back and did not speak.
After a false alarm, soon came the coldest time of the year. Jiang Darling left school to prepare for art exams in another city. According to Jiang Darling, during that time, she was either in class or on the way to class, and her daily expenses were like running water. After coming back to take the joint art exam, Jiang Daling rushed back to continue training non-stop. The joint exam is just a threshold, and there are more important school exams waiting for her.
Compared with literature candidates who review silently in school, art candidates have experienced in the sea of people and know how fierce the competition of art examinations is. She clearly remembered that on the day of the exam, she got up at six in the morning and started to line up in the waiting area at seven, and it was not until three in the afternoon that it was her turn to audition.
The dense crowd of candidates was both pressure and motivation. Jiang Darling did not dare to relax in the slightest. Even the Spring Festival was spent alone in a rented house with only five square meters, singing selected songs from the opera "Sanson and Dalila".
After the school examination started, Jiang Darling traveled to four cities in one month, and passed all the art schools that could be taken. As for the result, she didn't dare to think too much about it, because she spent all her time preparing for the vocal music exam in the past few months and didn't review the cultural lessons much, so she had to work hard now.
As the days passed, Nan Xiangwan clearly felt Jiang Darling's growing anxiety. Not only could she not eat and sleep, but sometimes her body would tremble unconsciously during class, as if she was about to cry at any time.
Back in the dormitory that day, Jiang Daling sat on the bed in a daze again. Nan Xiangwan couldn't stand it any longer. "What are you afraid of? You won prizes in competitions without any exposure to vocal music. Now that you've been training for so long, you're still afraid of it." Can't pass the art test?"
"Not at all, not at all..." Jiang Daring couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears.
The roommates were all frightened by Jiang Daring's crying, and came over to inquire one after another. Jiang Daling didn't care about these things at all, she lay on the bed and cried loudly.
From the moment she decided to learn vocal music, the energy put in by the teacher, the money paid by her parents, and the hard work she put in are countless. Whenever she encounters difficulties, she will doubt herself whether she is suitable for the road of vocal music. But there is no turning back, there are so many art schools, there must be one that will open the door for her.
But no, not a single one.
The results of the school exams were announced one after another, and her mood also fell to the bottom one after another. She failed, failed, failed, and even the school that was the easiest to pass rejected her.
"Is it all gone?" Nan Xiangwan asked. Although she doesn't know much about art exams, she also knows that the number of certificates issued by the school must exceed the number of students enrolled, so it is impossible that there is no chance at all.
"Yeah." Jiang Darling nodded, she sniffed, and said in a buzzing voice, "Only Yang Yin hasn't announced the results yet."
Nan Xiangwan's heart suddenly turned cold. He didn't get a certificate from any other school, let alone a certificate from the top school in the country.
"Actually..." Nan Xiangwan still wanted to say some comforting words, but when he opened his mouth, he felt powerless. How could Jiang Daring's hard work for the art test be calmed down by a word of comfort
Jiang Darling cried all night in the dormitory. The next morning, she made a decision. Although she hadn't taken the college entrance examination yet, she had decided to repeat it and take the art exam next year. She didn't believe that after a year of hard work, she would still fail the exam.
The roommates advised her not to be impulsive. No one can say that it is wrong to repeat the study. The second year is worse than the first year everywhere.
Jiang Darling smiled wryly, "Can it be worse than it is now?"
Everyone was speechless.
The roommates had just packed up their things and were about to go out when there was a sudden sound of running in the corridor. Someone knocked on the dormitory door and shouted, "Jiang Darling, Yang Yin can check his grades now."
Jiang Daling's eyes lit up suddenly, then darkened quickly, and she said angrily, "It doesn't matter if you check or not."
Nan Xiangwan was just about to follow Jiang Daring's words and tell her not to think so much for now, but at this moment Jiang Daring suddenly left them behind and ran out desperately. She found a computer with Internet access, opened the website, entered the information to be filled in, and pressed the query button. The whole time, she was shaking from hands to feet.
As the progress bar progressed slowly from less to more, Jiang Darling's heartbeat began to become intensive and violent. Those days of taking exams in various colleges seemed to be back again, but this time, there was finally a definitive result.
She is still not reconciled, she still has unrealistic fantasies about the impossible. It doesn't matter, even if it makes her give up completely.
The progress bar finally came to the end, and the short few seconds were longer than a century. Her photo appeared first on the webpage. In the photo, she had bright eyes, and she looked like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. She is full of hope for the future. eager. It was taken by her specially for the art test, hoping to leave a good impression on the judges and teachers. Soon, her name appeared on the page, followed by her grades and conclusions.
"Qualified, ranked third."
Jiang Darling couldn't believe her eyes, she quickly closed the webpage and checked again, but the result was the same. She did pass the art test of the No. 1 institution, and it was a very good result.
This incident caused quite a stir in the No. 3 Middle School. Jiang Darling's experience of turning around was even talked about by everyone. Everyone said not to be overwhelmed by temporary frustration, maybe it was just because the best results were arranged later.
On the day he learned that he had passed the art test, Jiang Daling cried all night again. This time he also felt wronged for himself, but it was a hundred times happier than the previous one.
In order to share his joy with his good friends, Jiang Darling deliberately brought back milk tea from a place two stops away from the school.
Nan Xiangwan plugged in a straw and took a sip, um, it still smelled like saccharine, but after not drinking it for so long, I still miss it a little.
She said to Lin Xiaoran: "Hey, didn't you agree, if you don't complete the English learning plan I made for you, you will buy me milk tea, a cup of milk tea doesn't cost much, why are you so stingy, it's been a few months, There is not a single day when the task is not completed, and sometimes it is overfulfilled, why is it so difficult to drink a cup of milk tea from you."
Lin Xiaoran chuckled, and said proudly, "By the way, I didn't realize it before. There can't be only punishment but no reward. If I can't finish it, I'll punish me to buy you milk tea. If I finish it, what will you reward me for?"
"Reward?" Nan Xiangwan asked in disbelief. She is not who he is, whether his grades are good or not has nothing to do with her.
Before she had time to say anything, Zhang Chao and Li Shuai behind them became extremely active, "Yes, yes, there should be rewards."
"How about a kiss?"
"It's a good idea, I support it."
"..." Nan Xiangwan's face was darkened. She guessed that Lin Xiaoran was also speechless at this time, who knew that when she turned her head, Lin Xiaoran was holding a milk tea and looking at them with a smile, as if they were talking about someone else.
"You don't seem to have any objections?" Nan Xiangwan asked coldly.
Lin Xiaoran came back to his senses, he took a sip of milk tea slowly, and said lightly, "Anyway, I'm not at a disadvantage."
"You! Dreaming!" Nan Xiangwan yelled and punched him down.
Under Nan Xiangwan's urging, Lin Xiaoran's English scores improved a lot, and the homeroom teacher even showed a little bit of embarrassment at one point, thinking it was a pity that he had such a score to go to a flight technology major with only two grades, "You still have a chance to get a heavy one of."
Lin Xiaoran scratched his head and smiled heartlessly, "Teacher, I used to have poor grades, so I went to practice sports. I didn't know which university I wanted to go to, so I just wrote one. Now I finally decided what I want to do. I will definitely persevere.” He also said that there is no pity or pity in this world, and every experience is worth remembering, which is a treasure that cannot be taken away in sleep. Every moment of dedication will be rewarded, even if you don't get anything for the time being, one day in the future you will thank yourself now.
Because of this, Lin Xiaoran, who has already decided to become a pilot, still shows up on the sports team on time, but the training intensity is not as high as before, mainly focusing on physical exercise. After all, to become a qualified pilot, a strong body is also essential .
"Will you still take the physical exam?" Nan Xiangwan asked. Two days later will be the day of the high-level sports professional examination, and all sports candidates in the province will go to normal universities to take the unified examination. Only candidates who pass this test can apply for the sports major after the college entrance examination. Since Lin Xiaoran has decided to apply for the flight technology test, he probably won't take the physical test.
"Go, of course, you don't have to go to class anyway."
"..."
"But the English project still needs to be completed, don't you want me to buy you milk tea."
"..."