Don’t Think About Interrupting My Study

Chapter 49: After the college entrance examination 01

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The No. 3 Middle School holds a 100-day swearing-in meeting for the college entrance examination every year. This can be regarded as the most solemn event in the year of the No. 3 Middle School. Not only the teachers and students of the school, but also provincial and municipal leaders, newspaper and TV reporters participated.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of that day, in the days before the college entrance examination, No. 3 Middle School was as quiet as usual. The head teacher often said a word-take the quiz as the college entrance examination, and the college entrance examination as the quiz. The No. 3 Middle School is also trying its best to create this kind of atmosphere. There is no speech, no ceremony, no tearing up books to vent, and everything is spent in a normal way.

But who can really take the college entrance examination as a quiz

In the last class of high school, the head teacher issued the admission ticket and explained to everyone the precautions for the college entrance examination, "Put the admission ticket away and don't lose it. Watch the exam room and don't go wrong. Check the time on the admission ticket carefully and don't be late. "

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and the head teacher put on a straight face, "Don't laugh, there are latecomers every year, if you are not allowed to enter, you are not allowed to enter, and crying is useless. Don't borrow things in the examination room, so as not to be treated as cheating. Don’t bother borrowing from you. Be sure to read the card while doing the questions, and read the question numbers clearly when you do the questions. Don’t write all the wrong ones, especially in English. At least check it once after you finish the questions. Take a look. Have you written all the questions? During the exam, protect your own paper, and don’t relax until the paper is collected. Some people tear up the paper of the person next to him because they don’t copy it. The exam time is so tight, it’s hard to write it all over again It may not be finished, so how could it be possible to write it a second time... "

The class teacher was talking endlessly, and everyone laughed from time to time at the beginning, thinking that the class teacher was worrying about nothing, since everyone has gone through so many exams since they were in high school, how could they make such low-level mistakes, but listen and listen , Everyone can't laugh anymore.

What the head teacher said seemed absurd, but everything he said was bought with the blood and tears of the predecessors, and there may be more than one person. If the questions are too difficult and you can’t do it, it’s fine. If you are ruined by these low-level mistakes and innocent disasters, you probably won’t forgive yourself.

Although the college entrance examination can be repeated, how can the lost time be made up for

According to the usual practice, the classrooms of the No. 3 Middle School will be used as the examination room for the college entrance examination. According to the requirements, everyone must empty out their personal belongings. This is difficult for the students. After a year of accumulation, everyone has papers half the height of a person, exercise books half the height of a person, refills that cannot be held with one hand, and cushions, water cups, coffee, etc. Heap things. While packing up things, everyone recalled the stories related to these things. They thought it was useless to take them home, and it was a pity to just throw them away.

"Want to help?" Lin Xiaoran asked.

Nan Xiangwan looked up from the mountain of books, and saw Lin Xiaoran was holding a pile of papers and was about to throw them away. His desk was in a mess from top to bottom, and there was almost nowhere to start. Nan Xiangwan snorted softly, "Take care of yourself first."

As soon as Lin Xiaoran turned around, he picked up the paper on the table. Nan Xiangwan leaned forward and held the paper down, then picked it up.

"Oh my God, you still have this." That piece of paper was nothing but the certificate for the disciplinary class winning the first place in the spring sports meeting. She thought that this certificate was thrown away as trash when she was painting the classroom, but she didn't expect Lin Xiaoran to put it away.

"This is something we worked so hard to get, how can we throw it away?"

Looking at this certificate, Nan Xiangwan seemed to have returned to the bloody rainy season, the opening ceremony cheerleading, the men's long-distance running, the women's relay race... To be honest, she couldn't figure it out until now, how could she, a person who never participated in group activities How did I get drawn into the sports meeting step by step, and got this certificate together with my classmates.

She returned the certificate to Lin Xiaoran, and said, "Hurry up and come back, our team cleans up today." Now she is finally used to being on duty, and she will no longer foolishly ask the team leader, "Isn't there cleaning?"

The team leader assigned Nan Xiangwan a task and asked her to clean the blackboard.

In the last class, the head teacher asked everyone to write a sentence on the blackboard. They could write their own names, words to classmates, expectations for the future, even dirty words to vent.

Nan Xiangwan took the blackboard eraser, walked from left to right, and then from right to left, going back and forth several times without moving his hands. Finally, she stopped in the middle of the blackboard, where there was written a sentence that looked like it was written by Lin Xiaoran, "I must drive a 747."

Nan Xiangwan stopped for a moment, picked up a chalk and wrote a line next to it, "Come on, I hope one day I can get on the 747 you drove." Wipe it clean.

That night, Nan Xiangwan had a dream. She dreamed that she really got on the 747. There was golden champagne on the plane, dreamy lighting, and a dignified and elegant stewardess, but she didn't know if it was Lin Xiaoran who was flying the plane.

Before she had time to look forward, following the sound of "ding dong", the captain's announcement sounded on the plane, and a pleasant male voice said that the plane was about to encounter turbulence, please fasten your seat belts. Hearing this voice, Nan Xiangwan's heart twitched instantly, but within a second, her heart fell into a trough again. Although the voice sounded similar, she was sure that it was not Lin Xiaoran who made the announcement.

Also, in the vast sea of people, thousands of miles apart, how could they meet so easily.

After an unknown amount of time, an alarm clock rang. Nan Xiangwan reached out to turn it off, but he couldn't find where the alarm clock was for a long time.

As her consciousness gradually regained consciousness, Nan Xiangwan suddenly remembered that today was the day of the college entrance examination, and she must not be late. The reminder from the class teacher is still in her ears, she doesn't want to be a negative example for her juniors and younger sisters.

Thinking of this, Nan Xiangwan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. She woke up from her dream, but what puzzled her was that it wasn't the small bedroom that caught her eyes, but the cabin of the plane.

Is she still in a dream

Nan Xiangwan closed his eyes hard, then opened them suddenly. The scene in front of him did not change at all, it was still the airplane cabin bathed in sunlight.

Nan Xiangwan couldn't believe it. She patted her face and then pinched her leg. It hurt, it really hurt, it didn't look like she was dreaming. Her eyes naturally fell on the TV screen in front of her, which was still playing the movie "Inception". In the movie, the protagonist escapes from the dream, opens his eyes, and a flight attendant in uniform comes, "Do you need a hot towel? Where is the immigration registration form? We will land in Los Angeles in about 20 minutes."

Nan Xiangwan sat up quickly. She first looked at her watch, then looked around. The man in a suit was still typing on the computer, the woman with curly hair had already looked away, the bearded man sat back on his seat, and the thin man inside was holding a book and reading intently...

Everything matched her memory.

She is back, she is no longer that high school student waiting for the college entrance examination, she has become a graduate of Guanghua University, HR of a top company.

No, there is one place that seems to be different.

Nan Xiangwan turned her head slowly. She remembered that the seat next to her had been empty since takeoff, but now, there was an extra person in the seat next to her. The man was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, a suit vest, and a pair of suit trousers, holding a newspaper in his hand.

He heard the voice, took down the newspaper, and asked casually, "Are you awake?"

Just three words made Nan Xiangwan's heart skip a beat. The person in front of him seemed somewhat familiar, with a familiar voice, familiar appearance, and familiar demeanor.

Nan Xiangwan frowned slightly, "Did we meet somewhere?"

"Where?"

Nan Xiangwan tapped her forehead, but couldn't remember anything, she could only vaguely say, "I saw you in my dream."

The man paused, and also frowned, "Sweet, how sweet is your smile?"

"What do you mean?" Nan Xiangwan didn't understand.

The man stood up at this moment. He put the newspaper in the grocery basket first, and then tidied up his cuffs slowly, "Ma'am, this is the cabin, not the KTV. I'm not interested in discussing the lyrics with you."

"No, it's not the lyrics!" Nan Xiangwan was angry and anxious. She had really seen him in a dream, and she had to explain it to him to believe it.

Before Nan Xiangwan could finish speaking, the man put one hand in his trouser pocket, raised the corner of his lips, said "Have a nice trip", and strode away.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

The man didn't turn his head back, but other people in the cabin cast half puzzled and half disgusted eyes. Nan Xiangwan didn't care much, she immediately stood up and wanted to chase after her, but was pulled back by the seat belt. Seeing that the man was about to disappear at the door of the cabin, Nan Xiangwan yelled in desperation: "Lin Xiaoran!"

The man stopped suddenly, and Nan Xiangwan knew that she hadn't admitted her mistake, she shouted excitedly: "Lin Xiaoran, you are Lin Xiaoran, right?"

His hairstyle has changed, his voice has lowered, his demeanor has matured, and the edges and corners of his face have softened, but he is still him, the Lin Xiaoran who she remembers blocking her in get out of class and guarding her after class.

Lin Xiaoran turned around and looked Nan Xiangwan up and down for a while, "How do you know my name?" He was sure that he didn't know the person in front of him, and on the plane, only the flight attendants had name tags on their chests, so how could she know? Know your own name.

"You're a pilot, aren't you?" Nan Xiangwan continued to ask.

Lin Xiaoran was even more surprised now. He came to rest in the first class cabin during the shift change. In order not to let the passengers recognize him, he deliberately took off his uniform jacket - the gold thread on the sleeve is the pilot's logo. He thought he was no different from an ordinary passenger now, how did she see it

Lin Xiaoran walked back a few steps, leaned on the back of the seat, and asked in a low voice, "How do you know?"

It's really him, it's really him! From such a close distance, she could see almost every pore of his body, and she could also see her flushed cheeks through his eyes.

People say that pilots are under a lot of pressure, and it must be true. His eyes are slightly dark circles, and he is not as energetic as when he woke up at 5:00 every morning when he was young.

Why is she not? In the past, no matter how late she studied, she could still get up early the next day, but now she can fall asleep after sitting on the plane for a while.

Thinking of this, Nan Xiangwan couldn't help but feel a little sad. She suppressed the mist in her eyes, smiled and blinked, and said mischievously, "I just dreamed about it."

"What?" Lin Xiaoran obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't seem to reject chatting with her, so he asked with great interest, "What else did you dream about?"

Scenes from the dream flashed before his eyes, Nan Xiangwan paused, and said, "There are many, many more."