The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and there is only one month left before the college entrance examination.
The third city quality inspection was faced in the senior year of high school. We had exams every week. Facing the city quality inspection and the upcoming city-wide rankings, I was no longer as nervous as I was at the beginning. After the exam, everyone stayed in the classroom to review the papers and did not waste any study time.
Yan Mu's admission to B University was approved, so he no longer needed to take exams. Recently, his teacher kept him in school as a temporary tutor, and he usually stayed in the office.
Because of this relationship, Jiang Zhihuo likes to ask Yan Mu a bunch of questions when he has nothing to do. It’s not that he doesn’t know the answers, but because there is air conditioning in the office, and he wants to find an excuse to use it for comfort.
Ding Jianhui took a sip of wolfberry tea in the air-conditioned room and enjoyed the hot steam from the cup.
He was looking through the essays on "dreams" that a class of students were asked to write at the beginning of the third year of high school. Jiang Zhihuo didn't hand it in at the time, and made up a random excuse to fool around. He also boasted in the office that he could get into Q, Hua, or B University. Many teachers present treated it as a joke.
Who would have thought that now, the Jiang University bully who everyone thought was just showing off is actually trying to get into B University, with amazing scores every time. Recently, he goes to the office every day, and I can’t get used to the scene of him seriously discussing questions with Master Yan no matter how many times I see it.
Ding Jianhui flipped through the pages, smiling and shaking his head.
Two days later, the city's quality inspection results were announced. Jiang Zhihuo was still the first, with a score that was so high that it made people doubt their IQ. Although he was always the second, his score was getting higher and higher. He would go to Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu to discuss questions whenever he had time. Finally, it worked. His thoughts were irrigated more, and he gradually got the hang of some super difficult questions, and he was able to open up a big gap with others.
Ever since Long Hui caused a big disturbance in the forums of No. 3 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School, people from both schools have been paying special attention to his situation. When the rankings were announced, after seeing the first place and themselves, they sighed, "Wow, there's a difference of over a hundred points," and immediately started looking for Long Hui's name on the list.
—Although this person’s character is not very good and he doesn’t have much knowledge, his grades are indeed good. He always ranks second or third in the city’s quality inspection.
However, they did not see Long Hui's name in the top ten. They continued to look down in surprise and were surprised to find that Long Hui had dropped to 76th place.
Holy shit? 76? How did he drop to 76
The total score is 16 points lower than last time?!
The scores of the top ranked players were already very close, and 0.5 points could widen the gap between three or five people, but he was 16 points lower?!
I heard that he never went to school again after the incident and studied on his own at home. His mentality must have collapsed, right
I can't continue studying in school if I'm so embarrassed... Who made him do that...
Tsk, being too ordinary and too confident will really cause your mentality to collapse.
When you study, don't let your mind wander. If you do, you're doomed.
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"Brother Huo, I got your leave application for you." Zong Bei went to the office, knocked on the window of the first shift when he came back, and handed in a leave application. "You excused yourself from the evening self-study class, what are you going to do?"
"Thank you." Jiang Zhihuo took the leave application absentmindedly and said, "I have something to do."
Zongbei: "Brother Huo, are you okay?"
"Yeah. Nothing."
Although he said so, everyone else could see that Jiang Zhihuo was offline the whole day. He was either in a daze or answering irrelevant questions. It was as if the network signal was bad. He would lag every now and then, and it continued like this until the afternoon when school was over and he was packing up to leave.
When the school bell rang, Chang Luo and several other boys did not go to dinner immediately. Before Jiang Zhihuo left, they went to ask a few questions together. After Jiang Zhihuo finished explaining, Chang Luo waved a pen in front of Jiang Zhihuo and asked, "Brother Huo, what's wrong with you? Something is wrong. Your hands are shaking."
Jiang Zhihuo raised his face, clenched his teeth, and, contrary to his usual noise, he uttered three words after a long while: "I'm nervous."
"Why are you so nervous?" Chang Luo asked again, "Where are you going later?"
Jiang Zhihuo: "Eat."
Chang Luo was puzzled: "Why are you so nervous about eating? Is someone trying to harm you?"
Jiang Zhihuo rolled up the test paper and knocked it on Chang Luo's head, "Don't guess randomly, have dinner with me..." He paused halfway through the sentence, and the last few words were obviously out of breath. He seemed to be wilting, and lay on the desk in a cowardly manner, "Have dinner with my parents."
Chang Luo blinked.
Huo Ge had never mentioned his parents to them, and his parents had never come to the parent-teacher conferences, most of the time Li Muhe attended on their behalf. They had never thought about it before, but when it was mentioned today, they remembered something very important.
Huo's parents must be extraordinary!!
Parents who can let their son pretend to be a poor student and indulge him in skipping classes and fighting must be awesome! !
There must be someone with a hidden identity!!
The boys surrounded Jiang Zhihuo, looked around, and confirmed that there was no one else around, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Huo, what do your parents do?"
"Is it the Secret Service?"
"Intelligence Agency?"
"A secret organization? The Black Organization?"
"Are they on a secret mission? Now that you have regained your status as a top student, does that mean the mission is over?"
Jiang Zhihuo: "...You can use your imagination a little more."
After being interrupted by the boys, Jiang Zhihuo calmed down a lot. He looked at the time and realized that he had to leave now, no matter how nervous he was, otherwise he would be late. He went back to his residence, changed his clothes, and went to the place where he had an appointment with Professor Yun.
They made the appointment at a hotpot restaurant, in a small private room for four people—Yun Xiaoxu had just debuted and the popularity brought by the variety show was still there, so they could only make the appointment at a place with better confidentiality.
When Jiang Zhihuo arrived at the private room, Yun Xiaoxu had not arrived yet.
When Jiang Zhihuo first met Mr. Yun and Mrs. Yun, he didn't know what to say.
Father Yun and Mother Yun felt the same way.
It's really been too long.
The six eyes met. Jiang Zhihuo opened his mouth but said nothing. He lowered his head and sat in the seat opposite Yun's father and Yun's mother.
After a moment of silence, Yunmu pushed the menu in front of Jiang Zhihuo and asked him, "Xiaozhou, what do you want to eat?"
Jiang Zhihuo picked out a few dishes that the two professors liked to eat, but then pushed them back.
Yunmu smiled softly after seeing this. After not seeing her for more than ten years, she looked much older. There were a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiled, but her temperament was gentler and calmer than before.
Her voice was as gentle as water: "You still remember, Xiaozhou."
Not long after, Yun Xiaoxu pushed open the door of the box. The temperature outside was nearly 30 degrees Celsius. He covered himself tightly with a hat, glasses and a mask.
He stripped off his armor, sat down next to Jiang Zhihuo, and let out a long sigh: "I'm so suffocated!"
The meal was not as solemn and sad as one might imagine. Yun Xiaoxu kept talking between Jiang Zhihuo and the two professors. With him around, the atmosphere was lively.
Jiang Zhihuo gradually became less nervous.
I thought too much before coming here. I was worried that the professor would not accept me as I am now. I was worried that it would be awkward. I was worried that I would have nothing to say. I was worried about this and that. I felt wronged and locked myself up in a little box. It was not me, not real at all.
Yun's father and mother did not ask him how he had lived over the past decade, nor did they ask why he became "Jiang Zhihuo" or why his personality changed. These were not important to them at all.
They were asking about the future.
Which city do you want to live in? Which school do you want to go to? Do you have a favorite major
From now on, we will still be your parents, okay
Jiang Zhihuo was using a serving chopstick to pick up food. Father Yun liked to eat broccoli. Hearing this, Jiang Zhihuo raised his head suddenly, his eyes instantly reddened, and the food was not picked up firmly, and it fell off the plate due to shaking.
He was so happy, as if he had finally gotten a favorite reward, or found something he had lost, that he just stared blankly without any reaction. He didn't know how he should react.
I subconsciously wanted to raise my hand, but found that I was still holding the chopsticks in my hand, and I felt stupid and dazed.
Yun Xiaoxu called him "Brother".
Father Yun and Mother Yun curved their eyes and looked at him as tenderly as before.
Looking at the little Yunzhou, who always sat quietly in the study, the well-behaved Yunzhou was different from the one now, but they were equally excellent and were both their children.
After finishing the meal, Father Yun and Mother Yun hugged Jiang Zhihuo and said to him, "Good luck in the college entrance examination."
Yun Xiaoxu pushed them apart and squeezed in. The three of them hugged each other, and the scene was very warm.
Yun Xiaoxu: "What are you talking about, good luck on the college entrance examination? How about getting first place in the city? If it were me, brother, get first place in the province!"
Jiang Zhihuo gave him a slap: "That's a must."
As they were talking, a nanny car stopped by the roadside. Yun Xiaoxu had activities in the evening, so he was fully armed. He trotted to the car door, pulled down his mask, and waved to his parents and his brother.
Not long after, the car that Yun's father and mother called arrived. Jiang Zhihuo closed the door for them and watched the car drive into the driveway.
“That’s great…” In the car, Yunmu held her husband’s hand, lowered her eyes and smiled.
"Yeah." Father Yun put his hand on the back of her hand.
The light at the intersection ahead was red, the vehicles slowly stopped, and they turned their heads.
Jiang Zhihuo's figure could still be seen through the rear window. He was standing on the side of the road, looking around, as if looking for someone. After a moment, he waved in a certain direction, then ran towards a boy and jumped on his back.
The wind blew, the leaves rustled, and under the neon lights, the boy's eyes were filled with smiles and flickering lights.
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After another city and provincial quality inspection, the college entrance examination came in the sultry summer.
The three years of high school finally came to an end in two days with the sun shining brightly and the cicadas chirping.
On the day when the college entrance examination results were released, everyone had a computer, a mobile phone and a TV.
Computers are used to check scores, mobile phones are used to chat, and TV plays experts' predictions for this year's college entrance examination scores.
The screen shows the scores from previous years. Experts analyze: "This year, our province is participating in the National College Entrance Examination, which is not much different in difficulty from previous years. Based on the scores from previous years, I think the score line for key universities will rise this time..."
-Experts said it will go up. Holy shit, is this true? I estimated my score will be about the same as last year. I am not going to fail. It turns out that I am the one who failed...
-No, no, the experts are not accurate! (Brainwashing myself) My cousin's class predicted that the first-tier scoreline would be over 500, but the results came out and it was 465. Damn, you can get into a first-tier university without having to pass. That year was really good. You can get into a prestigious university with a score of just over 600...
-Which one is it? Your cousin didn’t take the exam in our province! The situation is different in each province! And it was several years ago!
-Ah, no, no, I'm so nervous, my hands are shaking now.
-Afraid of shivering from the cold.
They kept an eye on the time while typing, and entered their admission ticket numbers as soon as the query website opened.
- Damn, it’s so laggy, I can’t even get in.
-I got in! I just entered the wrong admission ticket three times and now it's stuck! !
-It's over. Where's my admission ticket? Where's my admission ticket?! I can't find it!
- It's in your hands! It's in your hands!
-Don't be nervous, everyone! You can all make it! Stay calm!!
-Has anyone found out? I'm so anxious!
The screen is full of exclamation marks, and the tension seems to overflow the screen.
While everyone was anxiously checking their grades, Jiang Zhihuo was...
Play a copy.
The game was updated last night, and I had planned to do a wave of update tasks before going to bed, but who knew that the estrus period would come. The exam was over, and Jiang Zhihuo casually took out a supply from the box under the bed.
He didn't look at it, but touched it like opening a blind box. After opening the package, he found that what he took out was the thing the doctor had sent him a picture of before. It was a long and thin thing that was used in the front.
This thing is more advanced than the one in the picture. It’s so thin and yet it can be powered.
Under normal circumstances, he would never use it even if he was beaten to death, but the estrus period tortures people to the point of losing their minds and being shameless, so he tried it without saying a word. He became more sober the moment he really started using it.
—Wow, that feeling is amazing!
It’s hard to describe, it’s more exciting than jumping from the fourth floor.
It's so cool, isn't it? !