One can imagine the style of the poor students in the fifth class in a school whose overall performance is not very good.
In the 1990s, Liyun City had just recovered its economy, lacked humanistic heritage, and had limited municipal capacity. It is logical to breed many second-world humans hidden in dark corners. Just by looking at the Jiang family's daring to transfer the Jiang family's grandfather's just inheritance back then, it is enough to see how worrying the social security in Liyun City was at this time.
Those "big men" who walk through the city's feasting and feasting, singing and dancing every day, have a very beautiful life under the constraints of nothing. Lin Jingzhe had seen the dusty and horrific corpses when the building collapsed, but he could not deny how dumping it was when it was in its prime.
Most of the children in Class 5 have given up on the college entrance examination. The first few classes are in quiet classes. At the end of the floor, almost all the students in Class 5, who are near the toilet, are around the corner of the corridor to watch the excitement. As soon as Lin Jingzhe appeared behind Gao Sheng and Hu Yu, he was treated like a triumphant martyr—
This group of rebellious and familiar young people rushed forward to slap him on the arms and shoulders, and complimented—
"Dude, you are too good!"
"I fucking wanted to scold Li Yurong like this for 800 years ago!"
"That's right, what JB English I teach, the words don't match the phonetic symbols, and tm says I have a London accent..."
The students in the first class have a sense of superiority, and they never interacted with students in other classes in the past. Hu Yu was afraid that there would be too much psychological gap between Lin Jingzhe's class full of top students and this group of unruly classmates, and hurriedly wanted to drive him away. It was just unexpected, Lin Jingzhe did not reject or hate the students with poor grades as she imagined. In the face of a large number of ridicules, he was not timid, and even cocked his mouth with a look of disdain, raised his arms handsomely Hammered the lead boy and punched the shoulder—
"It's almost graduation, I'm afraid of her ass."
The boy was stunned for two seconds, his smile immediately became more sincere, he raised his hand and pushed away a few servants who had been blocking the way intentionally or unintentionally. "Dude, Lin Jingzhe, right? My name is Deng Mai, and I will be a good buddy in the future."
He is tall and dark-skinned, but because of his three-dimensional features, he looks rather handsome. How could Lin Jingzhe not recognize him? Deng Maiwei was the best among the students in Class 5. This person would have troubles since he was in school. Later, he stopped studying and went out to hang out like Gao Sheng and the others. It's just that he didn't talk to the "big guy", but opened a bar, so that in the end, almost all the bars in several cities near Liyun City were under his name. Lin Jingzhe had a good impression of him, because this person was very affectionate, and he often visited Hu Yu later. When Gao Sheng's verdict was handed down, Lin Jingzhe rushed back to see him off. Deng Mai took a step forward and, like him, concealed the news of Hu Yu's death, so that Gao Sheng would not leave so painfully.
For this, Lin Jingzhe was very grateful.
Sometimes he thinks of his heartlessness in his previous life, and he will always regret it from the bottom of his heart. At that time, it was difficult for him to accept the reality that he was transferred to the fifth class, and he maintained a stance of resistance to everything around him. He refused to communicate with this group of students who had the impression of "not walking the right way", and he never thought about Hu Yu. How sad it will be in my heart. People always realize how precious things they have missed after they have lost.
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When the third year of high school arrives at this time, most of the homework is reviewing what has been learned before. Lin Jingzhe sat under the desk lamp, turned a math book from beginning to end, and read it very quickly.
He already had a thick stack of books in his hand, covering all subjects.
He really couldn't remember exactly what he took in the college entrance examination this year, over the past twenty years. But there are still some vague impressions, nothing more than some very difficult, very, very difficult questions for the students of the first middle school.
After a whole day of class, Lin Jingzhe didn't feel that he had touched that "faint point" at all. It was impossible to count on the teacher to review, so he decided to be self-reliant.
After going home and offering incense to Tingling's grandfather, he went straight to the Xinhua Bookstore, selected books in the review area, and bought all the most difficult ones in his evaluation.
As soon as he entered Gao Sheng's house, he began to study hard.
Anyone who picks up learning after putting it down for more than ten years will find that the once profound knowledge has been returned to the teacher. In addition to the level of English that he often uses, Lin Jingzhe needs to work very hard to regain control over other homework.
Gao Sheng couldn't even do his homework that day, squatted aside and shivered: "Can we take a break? I called you to my house for dinner!"
Lin Jingzhe stopped writing, frowned, looked back at him, tapped the cap on the table, and said solemnly, "Come here, I'll explain this to you."
Gao Sheng looked at the formula in the book under his palm that was completely out of his worldview. He was frightened, but the courage to refuse could not be born. He subconsciously obeyed.
"Look at this Mitsubishi cone, DE bisects SC vertically..."
Lin Jingzhe lectured very slowly, and he was also reviewing while teaching. After the voice change period, his voice became clearer than before, and at this time it was a little lower, and Hu Yu, who heard it entering the door, was a little stunned.
Gao Sheng didn't know much about the question, and half of his attention fell on Lin Jingzhe's face. The young man under the light has a thin and three-dimensional profile, with thick and slender eyelashes.
Gao Sheng was a little confused, Lin Jingzhe exuded an aura that made him feel unfamiliar.
It was a temperament that did not belong to Liyun City. Gao Sheng had felt it since he went to pick up people early this morning. Lin Jingzhe had shown varying degrees of indifference to everyone except him and his mother.
In the past, Lin Jingzhe, although he was very alienated from people, was absolutely different from his current state. Gao Sheng knew his friend well, and knew that Lin Jingzhe was actually a young man who was strong on the outside but was humble and shy on the inside, but today, the cowardice on the other side that had been hidden from time to time and was still revealed from time to time was completely gone.
"Take a break." Hu Yu stood at the door and listened for a while, seeing that Lin Jingzhe was not discouraged by the identical defeat, and came in with two soup bowls with relief. When she put dinner in front of the two children, she glanced at the book that Lin Jingzhe was explaining to Gao Sheng, and was a little puzzled: "This information doesn't seem to be in the scope of the school's recommendation, right? Will it be too difficult to review for the college entrance examination? already?"
Lin Jingzhe looked at the bowl that was placed in front of him. The size of a small washbasin contained a mountain of food, and even a large piece of hoof was placed horizontally.
In Gao Sheng's bowl, there was only a small piece of boney hoof tip.
The quality of life of ordinary citizens is not high these days, and Hu Yu has no regular teacher establishment, so he is not allocated a school room, and his daily welfare will be relatively poor. Gao Sheng's father was working out of town, and the mother and son lived in a rented house near the school. It was very small, and the price of meat was very expensive compared to Hu Yu's teacher's salary.
Lin Jingzhe felt a little uncomfortable.
Although the number of teachers in No. 1 Middle School is limited, Hu Yu has been teaching for many years, so it should be his turn. It was only at the beginning of last year that the name of this old teacher was not included in the quota that No. 1 Middle School handed over to the Education Bureau, and Li Yurong, who took over from the outgoing English teacher in her second year of high school, was among them.
The current situation is stronger than people, Lin Jingzhe knew that it was urgent to make money, and only after making plans in his heart did he slowly return to his anger. Facing Hu Yu, his face was much softer, and while clipping the large hoof in half, he explained: "The school's review papers and the suggested textbook topics are too difficult, and I don't think I'm optimistic."
He was about to give half of the meat to Gao Sheng, but before the chopsticks went out, the bowl sank. Gao Sheng gave him half of the tip of the hoof quite naturally, and immediately started to gobble the rest of the vegetables.
Lin Jingzhe was stunned for a moment, and also handed the meat to Gao Sheng, but Gao Sheng covered the bowl of noodles and turned to his side: "Eat, you are so thin."
Hu Yu was also a little inexplicable about Lin Jingzhe's own search for teaching materials: "The school's review papers and recommendation books have been carefully considered by the teachers. As long as you read them, there will be no problems in consolidating your knowledge."
She picked up the book and carefully read the two pages, frowning slightly: "These are all content outside the syllabus and will not be tested."
She grew up in the countryside and graduated from Linshi Normal University. She has never traveled farther in her life, so she doesn't know how big the outside world is.
Lin Jingzhe had passed the age where he would try to analyze everything according to reason, he was more interested in the purpose, and he simply framed her: "My grandfather told me before that the students of the provincial capital group South No. 1 Middle School use this set of textbooks to review. "
Qunnan No.1 Middle School! what is that place!
Hu Yu's eyes widened immediately. If Liyun No. 1 Middle School is the number one institution in Liyun City, then Qunnan No. 1 Middle School is the most prestigious high school under the jurisdiction of Qunnan Province. The annual heavy-duty rate of Qunnan No. 1 Middle School is five Atlantic Oceans higher than that of Liyun No. 1 Middle School.
This name made Hu Yu, who knew that it was not easy to enter a university, was deeply in awe all the time. She held the book carefully: "Are you serious?"
"There are a few more sets." Lin Jingzhe pushed over the stack of books that he had read and sorted out, "Our school's progress doesn't seem to be the same as theirs."
That was Qunnan No. 1 Middle School! Hu Yu thought a little ashamed, can it be the same
It's just that the news revealed by Lin Jingzhe gave her great inspiration. The annual enrollment rate of Liyun No. 1 Middle School is so different from that of high schools in the provincial capital. Could it be that the scope of the questions is too rigid and narrow
She has no doubts about the news channels of the Lin family grandpa. Lin Jingzhe's deceased grandfather is probably the most elegant, literate, and socially senior old man she has ever seen in her life. of course.
The future of the students is related to this issue. Once I think about it, it immediately becomes a burning concern. Hu Yu didn't even have time to collect the bowl, so he got a pen and paper and hurriedly wrote down the names of these sets of books, then turned around and ran to study it.
Gao Sheng's hands trembled so much that he couldn't hold the bowl: "Jing... Jing Zhe, you are killing me."
As soon as Hu Yu left, Lin Jingzhe returned to his pure-hearted appearance. He glanced at Gao Sheng's face that pretended to be complaining, and felt a little bit of hatred: "Mr. Hu is being scolded by Li Yurong's nose all day long. , Have you never thought about fighting for her?"
Gao Sheng's expression changed, his joking mentality was withdrawn, and his eyes showed sincere pain.
Lin Jingzhe knocked on the table: "Just as long as you still have the heart, come here and I'll explain this to you."
******
The boy who was about to go astray here was agitated, and the Jiang family and Jiang Run's mother were so angry that they were brought back by their son.
"Remember?!"
In the past few days, Jiang Xiaoyun didn't even have time to participate in his father's death ceremony. He was too busy to get his son's escort, and he had already given away a lot of money. When it was time to enter the school, the school suddenly made a demerit? !
Are you kidding me, is it that simple? Liyun No. 1 Middle School has only one place to go to Qunnan University every year. How many parents are staring at it. I don’t know how strict the conditions are. In addition to excellent academic performance and municipal honors, there must be no taint in the student's school records.
Jiang Xiaoyun even sent out the money from the Education Bureau to manage the three good students in the city.
"How can this be!" Jiang Xiaoyun was so angry that his heartbeat almost stopped, "Mr. Li has taken all your money, and she promised to help you!"
Jiang Run was sobbing, he was really desperate at the moment. When it came to school, he was still thinking about the problems he had memorized, but Li Yurong ran away after class, and he didn't even have a chance to ask for mercy.
Li Yurong's collection of money was a private activity, just a promise to help the inside and outside cooperate in the school. Jiang Xiaoyun gave money, and the parents of other students gave it away. The principal of No. 1 Middle School didn't know how many he received, and it was impossible to expect the principal to publicly confront the administrative director for Jiang Run.
After listening to Jiang Run's story, Jiang Xiaoyun scolded: "It's Lin Jingzhe again! This little bastard is born and taught by a mother, he must have done it on purpose!"
Jiang Run's father was smoking a cigarette with his head sullen. Hearing this, his brows could not help frowning: "You speak some truth, it's obviously our son who took the initiative to go..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Xiaoyun hated Lin Jingzhe because it was an antique. This was just an excuse. She shouted loudly, because Jiang's father, who had always had no status, kept his mouth shut.
He is an elementary school teacher with a downright good temper, how can he fight Jiang Xiaoyun? Jiang Xiaoyun looked at his unpromising look when he turned his head to smoke, and wanted to scold a few more words, but was interrupted by the phone ringing on the coffee table.
When Jiang Xiaoyun faced the phone, his voice became extremely submissive: "Senior Wang, it's you! Oh, that matter, you can rest assured, the sword is given to the hero, I will give it to you personally in a few days!"
Putting down the phone, her head hurts.
The house leak happened to be raining overnight, and the matter of his son's escort was imminent, and Lin Jingzhe's pile of antiques did not make any progress.
The caller was a section chief of a resource bureau in the provincial capital, who was in charge of land allocation. Jiang Xiaoyun and his younger brother (Lin Jingzhe's uncle) Jiang Zhi formed a real estate company a few years ago, but they never made a name for themselves. Now that I have managed to get to know this God of Wealth through someone, I just wish I could hold each other's hands on top of my head all the time.
This God of Wealth doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to collect antiques or something. That's why Jiang Xiaoyun noticed the value of his father's collection. Relying on Grandpa Jiang's pile of antiques, they managed to communicate with this section chief Wang, and they wrote empty checks for several months. Now that the other party was a little impatient, he started to blatantly urge the progress of antiques.
Jiang Xiaoyun was so anxious that the apex of her heart was aching. She took a few sips of water, but she couldn't think of anything, she gritted her teeth and slapped the table—
"Liu De, go to the study and bring me the phone book."
Jiang Run's father was taken aback: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Xiaoyun said gloomily, "Call my sister."
Her elder sister, Lin Jingzhe's mother who remarried and left early, and her second husband, was doing real estate business in the provincial capital.