Qian Mai and Sun Hongmei came downstairs. In front of the girls’ dormitory, there is already a small flat-headed boy standing against the sun, carrying a shoulder bag, and wearing a set of ordinary light gray alphabet sportswear, which seems insignificant among the famous brands everywhere. .
"Come down." The boy walked forward and took the duffel bag in the hands of Qian Mai and Sun Hongmei.
"Long time no see, Wang Zhigao." After a full sleep and waking up early in the morning when there was no burden of schoolwork, Qianmai felt more comfortable and greeted the people happily.
That's right, this little flat-headed boy is Wang Zhigao, who was studying in the first middle school of Nanjiang in the same year. It's just that, the little boy who would only cry and weep on the desk in the past has now grown into a tall and handsome boy. Especially the eyes under the thick eyebrows are piercing and gleaming with perseverance and wisdom from time to time, which makes people feel good.
"Yes, it's been a long time." Wang Zhigao smiled and responded without saying much. He picked up his luggage and walked ahead.
Although they are all from Nanjiang, studying in the same middle school, they are only one floor apart from each other's classrooms, but in the complicated study life, if it is not for deliberate gatherings, everyone rarely has the opportunity to meet. Especially for Qianmai, only she passed the selection examination of the interest group among the three people. She had to stay in school for training every Saturday, so everyone couldn't get together when they stayed home.
The three of them left the school gate in no hurry, squeezed into the bus, and arrived at the bus station in a short while.
Buy a ticket and get on the bus. Early in the morning, there were only three of them in the returning car. After the car started, seeing that there were no other people, it was rare for everyone to gather together, so they sat and chatted away.
"How did you do in the final exam?" Sun Hongmei asked first.
The final exam for the second stage of the junior high school is a county-wide unified test. The test papers are anonymous and sealed. The education bureau will uniformly organize teachers to correct them during the summer vacation. It is a comprehensive evaluation of the students who are about to enter the third year. Prepare for the score battle. Therefore, now everyone does not know the grades, but their appetites are still full. Many students ask about the exam situation when they meet.
Dividing points is indeed the lifeblood of students.
"I'm okay, I shouldn't have to worry about being driven out of work." Qianmai ridiculed herself lightly, but she never forgot Old Gu's theory of "falling out of the top 50 voluntarily leaving".
"I can't compete with the Olympiad, but compared to the midterm exams, the final exam papers are much easier to do, and most of them are still safe." Wang Zhigao replied. He is in class (5) and his grades are above average.
"Hey! Then I was the only one who failed the exam." Sun Hongmei sighed heavily. In Nanjiang, she has always achieved outstanding results and learns smoothly. But in the one where the dragon jumped, he was immediately beaten down. Especially after entering the second year of junior high school, physics and chemistry came one after another, and the difficulty of mathematics was getting higher and higher. The tricky test questions and low grades often made her angry. Obviously, I have worked very hard, but my exam results just didn't improve, and the midterm exam fell out of the top 20 in the class. Among the three Nanjiang in the same class, she has the worst grades.
"Is there no chemistry exam?" Wang Zhigao asked. The two often go home together and are quite familiar with each other's situation.
"Yeah. Many students with excellent answers and grades can't match it." Speaking of chemistry, a wave of inexplicable disgust and irritability came to her mind, and Sun Hongmei shook her head in frustration, trying to get rid of these three thousand troubles.
"If I continue like this, I might not be able to put on a white coat in my life."
"No, as long as you work hard, read more books and do more exercises, your grades will definitely improve. Besides, there is still one year before the high school entrance exam, and we can catch up." Wang Zhigao said softly and relievedly, speaking in a gentle voice, not high or not. low.
Hearing this, Sun Hongmei barely smiled: "I hope it. I copied all the materials sent by the wheat class and brought it back. I plan to consolidate and review it at home during the summer vacation."
Discussing the results before correcting the test paper is purely self-explanatory, and the atmosphere tends to become melancholy and sad.
Qianmai kept silent, looking sideways at the scenery passing by the car window. The rice fields are densely distributed on both sides of the highway. The rice in June grows lush and swaying in the sun with the wind, jointing and heading robustly. Some farmers wore straw hats and sprayers on their backs to control insects in the fields. In the distance, a bird can't tell whether it is a white crane or a heron. It soars from the rice field, flying farther and farther and smaller...
Although she didn't say it, Sun Hongmei's heart knot could be roughly guessed.
Many years ago, since the death of A Chun, Sun Hongmei has been blaming herself day after day, always complaining that she shouldn't cry cold that night in the social drama, let alone ask to go back and add clothes. From the bottom of her heart, she intuitively grasped the cause of Ah Chun's death to herself. Looking at the depression and depression of the younger brother Sun Zhigang in recent years, and recalling the blood flowing on the ground after A Chun fell, and struggling from the nightmare countless times, Sun Hongmei always burst into tears. So, since she was young, she had aspired to be a writer, and locked the book "Selected Fairy Tales of Andersen" selected by Achun into the bottom of the box.
Since then, the sun has changed, and Sun Hongmei's goal has never wavered. She has always achieved excellent results and firmly believes that as long as she keeps working hard, she will definitely become an excellent obstetrician and gynecologist. Then, use her hands to welcome the birth of every new life, or save every mother who is struggling to give birth to the danger. Only in this way can her heart slowly calm down; only in this way can she reluctantly express her endless apologies to the gentle and beautiful sister-in-law.
She has always believed so firmly. Until, a course called "Chemistry" appeared. The changing and complex formulas, the inexperienced study, and the gray and sluggish grades contrasted with the fact that other students could easily get high scores, which made her fall into despair several times.
"Sun Hongmei, you give up." Qian Mai, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said suddenly.
"What?" The sudden sentence made both Sun and Wang stunned.
"I tell you to give up the goal of obstetrics and gynecology. If the junior high school "chemistry" makes you feel miserable, then you will suffer even more in high school and university courses."
Sun Hongmei did not speak, lowered her eyelids, hiding her sullen eyes. Wang Zhigao frequently shook his head at Qianmai and winked.
This time, Qianmai seemed to be determined and turned a blind eye, so he kept talking: "Actually, you don't have to wear a white coat, prescribe prescriptions, and take a scalpel to save people. Your liberal arts scores are very good. , The writing style is so good, it’s a shame to give up. It’s better to start writing articles again. Through your articles, people feel happy, happy, and hopeful. This is another kind of persistence and pursuit of life. If You really can’t bear the white coat. If you have to wear it, then try a psychologist. The health of the mind is as important as the health of the body. Now I don’t know how many people are eager for a wise and kind spiritual mentor for guidance."
"Really?" Sun Hongmei looked up suspiciously after hearing this long talk. He whispered, "I still want to wear a white coat. If you can't wear an obstetrician and gynecologist, I can accept the psychologist...
Qianmai nodded solemnly: "Psychologists still have to learn some pharmacological knowledge, but they don’t need to deal with chemical knowledge every day like the primary doctor. Literary, historical, emotional, and psychological aspects are covered, but I believe that as long as you have a A heart that wants to help others can definitely learn a lot."
"I really want to be able to help others." Sun Hongmei turned cloudy, she imagined herself wearing a white coat, and smiled happily. But immediately, as if thinking of something, she pursed Lao Gao's mouth again: "Then I can't escape "Chemistry" in junior or high school? Also, I don't like that "Physics"."
Seeing that his friend's mood improved, Qianmai also rejoiced leisurely. As a result, the tone became slow and inattentive again: "That's not easy. Buy the "Chemistry Teaching Reference Book" for teachers, the syllabus, review key points, everything is clear at a glance. If you are lucky, the blind cat encounters dead mice. , Maybe you can still catch the ready-made test questions."
"It's great." Sun Hongmei jumped up and screamed like hearing the heavens. Unexpectedly, the car was turning, so the forehead slammed on the back of the front seat.
"The extreme of happiness brings sorrow." Qian Mai squinted sympathy and was unwilling to give alms.
Sun Hongmei rubbed her slightly red forehead and rolled her eyes at Qianmai: "Why don't you say it is early? It hurts me for so long."
Suddenly, ignoring the hot and aching forehead, she hurriedly took out the "Chemistry" textbook from her schoolbag, and raised her hand in a violent beating. Later, let’s see how I clean up you..."
Qianmai choked speechlessly, another "Fan Jinzhongju". Buying a teaching reference book is really no way out. I really don’t know if I am helping her or harming her. On the contrary, Wang Zhigao asked, "Sun Hongmei, have you confirmed your future goals?"
After Sun Hongmei vented, the dark clouds disappeared. After the violent action, her face became more red, and her voice suddenly became clear and sharp: "I am settled. Wheat, your grades are so good now, and "Chemistry" is also great, no It's a shame to be a doctor. Or, you will be admitted to medical school in the future, right
Someone has no hope of being a doctor, so he actively lobbys others. It's a pity that others don't appreciate it at all.
"No." I gave the answer without even thinking about it.
Rejected so simply, Sun Hongmei touched her nose sullily, and unwillingly preached to Wang Zhigao: "Wang Zhigao, then you go to the test. I absolutely support you with my hands up."
"But... My goal has long been confirmed... I want to apply for next year's junior high school..." Looking at Sun Hongmei's eagerly awaited smiling face, Wang Zhigao hesitated, and it took him a long time to say it.
Glancing at Sun Hongmei's face that was hit again, Qian Mai was gloating and laughed unkindly, not forgetting to give a high thumb to Wang Zhi.
"Aren't all the students in No. 1 middle school going to high school or university?" Sun Hongmei found the doubt.
Wang Zhigao pursed his mouth lightly, and after some consideration, he replied: "I have asked the teacher, there are still some people who will apply for the secondary school teacher in No. 1 Middle School, but very few... I asked, it will be Zhejiang Province next year. The enrollment is allocated for the last time by the middle school. If you can pass the entrance examination, the tuition and fees are free, and there is a monthly financial subsidy... I think, in this way, my parents' burden will be lighter..."
Qian Mai glared at Sun Hongmei fiercely. You are a full man and not a hungry man. In Nanjiang, Wang Zhigao's family background is worse than Qianjia. There are few relatives, Liao and Liao, and no brothers or sisters. My father grows a few of the family's thin fields, and the mute mother sells tofu, earning some change for daily expenses. The two couples are already struggling to support their son in junior high school in the county. Three years of high school and four years of undergraduate studies will be a great burden for them. Of course, poor parents in the world, 80% of them will think this is a sweet burden, but in the eyes of the precocious Wang Zhigao, how can it be so embarrassing.
Qianmai's voice became louder than ever before: "Wang Zhigao, I support you. The junior high school is very good and very promising. Come on!"
"Thank you." Wang Zhigao smiled happily when someone agreed with his idea.
"Is it promising?" Sun Hongmei was still a little puzzled.
Qianmai decided to satisfy her strong curiosity, which can be regarded as an inspiration for Wang Zhigao: "Of course. Have you seen any family in Jintian who has a decent family background, will let the child's high school and university study locally. Not to mention the famous schools all over the world. At the very least, it’s the famous schools all over China and all over Zhejiang, right?"
"It's irrelevant." Both of them were confused.
Therefore, Qianmai continued to explain on the ground: "But which family have you seen send their children to elementary schools in other places? No. Not to mention the parent-child relationship training, as far as the children themselves are concerned, which parents can rest assured Small children are far away from themselves. Therefore, Jintian people’s devotion and attention to elementary school are the most unswerving and supreme. Who didn't know that Jintian had a famous experimental elementary school, but in all of China, who knew that Jintian had a Mao University? "
"You always have so many fallacies... But it seems, it seems, something like this..." Sun Hongmei hesitated after hearing the fallacies, wondering if he should believe it or not.
Qian Mai ignored her and added fire to Wang Zhigao: "The future of the junior high school is bright, but it is not easy to get an exam. Now it is very difficult to find a good job. The last time I was enrolled, the competition was fierce. Imagine. But you can rest assured that because the proportion of female teachers in elementary schools is high now, many people question that students will be trained to be "sissy." So boys have an advantage in admissions with similar scores. Specifically, you have time to go to Tan Teacher Xiangyang consult."
In the end, Qianmai blinked and made a beautiful ending: "The most important thing is that from the beginning of the summer vacation, I have to study hard. Come on!"
Some people put themselves in such a way for their own sake, Wang Zhigao's hearing was very touched: "Thank you Mai. I will definitely cheer!"
Hearing this, Sun Hongmei immediately proposed: "Then let's study together during the summer vacation. If we have any problems, we can discuss and solve them in time. The wheat house has been completely dismantled, so let's all go to my house..."
"What are you talking about? How could my house have been completely demolished?" There was a roar of a lion in the car, and everyone's eardrums shook. The bus driver frowned frequently. What's the matter with the student passengers today, laughing and yelling, crying and jumping, like a nervous disorder... (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please visit www.qidian .com, more chapters, support authors, support genuine reading!)