As March approached, the school's magnolia trees sprouted brown, fluffy flower buds.
It was still cold, but the temperature slowly rose to more than ten degrees Celsius during the day.
The days of school follow the rules, go to school in the morning, leave school in the afternoon, and go home to do homework in the evening. In the second half of the school year, there are no school festivities as grand as the first half of the semester. Classes are held every day. Jianghuai sometimes bumps into the seniors and sisters on the third floor next door. Even when he comes out to raise the flag, he always brings a thin copy of "High School English Must Memorize" with him. 3500 Words", the exchanges are in a hurry, discussing a round of review and a round of exams.
Less than half a month after the start of school, there is a preliminary examination for the beginning of school in the first and second grades of high school.
It doesn't count as a monthly exam, and it doesn't test new knowledge points, but there is a grade ranking, which is used to examine the learning situation of the students during the winter vacation.
Even though a week before the start of school, Jiang Huai got up earlier than chickens, went to bed later than dogs, and wrote his homework so much that he wished he could set fire to the Municipal Education Bureau, and everyone settled it...
However, the results of the preliminary examination at the beginning of the school year proved that JAC's homework was not in vain.
JAC scored 497 points in the school examination.
In terms of scores alone, Jianghuai is even 4 points lower than the final exam, but the test papers given by the teachers of No. 2 Middle School are notoriously difficult... Excluding high-level buildings in grades, such as Bo Jian, the grades are generally low.
497 points, ranked in the early 800s of the grade.
Among them, Jianghuai's Chinese composition has made great progress by 1 point.
Chairman Bo carefully read Jianghuai's composition in the examination room, and after a long time, he praised him for his good writing.
Jiang Huai retracted the paper and gave Chairman Bo a chance to shut up before annoying him.
The school calendar for the new semester of the second year of high school has been posted on the official website of No. 2 Middle School. This semester will be a little longer, from February to July, to the beginning of July, the final exam, summer vacation, the mid-term exam at the end of April, wait until May, and the subject exams at the beginning of May.
When the summer vacation is over and they return to school, they will be senior high school students in the new school year.
Maybe it's the school's atmosphere, or maybe it's because Lao Lin attaches great importance to it. The new second semester of senior high school begins, and the learning atmosphere in the class is much more tense than last semester.
Of course, those who are fishing are still fishing, and those who are sleeping are still sleeping, but in music class and art class, more and more students consciously go to self-study. .
This is a hypocritical idea, but Jiang Huai has never felt so clearly that he is in a group.
He and the vast majority of people bear the same future.
Bo Jian is also one of the vast majority of people.
He learns lessons early, and is rarely seen smart. He is at school, and other people are in class and others are studying by themselves. , but in the new semester, Bo Jian asked for leave more frequently... His goal is not in class, but outside, on the platform of those better competitors.
Jianghuai went to the rooftop much more frequently than before.
The view from the roof is very good, the wind is cold, but when you look down and see the tiny human heads moving downstairs, you feel as if you have grown taller, the future is within reach, and your heart is burning hot.
Sometimes Bo Jian would come with him.
When there is no one else, Bo Jian likes to hug Jiang Huai stickily from behind, rubbing his chin against Jiang Huai's neck, until Jiang Huai is about to hit someone, and then he stops, as if he could not stand without Jiang Huai Hugged on Jianghuai.
Jiang Huai would occasionally smoke a cigarette or two, and he didn't bother to ask him, so he just asked, "Are you tired?"
Bo Jian kissed the back of Jiang Huai's neck, and said softly, "You are not tired, how can I be tired."
Jiang Huai took a breath of smoke, and slowly exhaled: "Where do you want to go to school?"
"I'll apply after you enroll," Bo Jian rubbed against him, "I want to go to school with you."
Jiang Huai pulled away the hand on his waist and pushed Bo Jian away. He tilted his head: "Don't make trouble. If you don't know me, where do you think you will report in the end? Have you thought about it?"
Bo Jian took out the cigarette from his hand, gently crushed it on the slightly rusted paint of the railing, and laughed softly: "I haven't thought much about it, because I just smoke it casually."
JAC: "..."
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Every time in the exam, no matter how difficult the questions are, Bo Jian's score line seems to be fixed by some blessing buff, an eternal seven hundred and three.
He, on the other hand, drifted with the crowd, and even if the question was difficult, it would be difficult for him to pass five hundred.
In the test at the beginning of school, the dog forced the head of the physics team of the second year of high school to solve the problem, four big questions and three failed... The next day, the result was 49 in Jianghuai Physics.
"Just kidding," Bo Jian raised his hand to touch Jiang Huai's face, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "don't be angry. If I didn't know you before... I might apply to the Finance Department of T University."
T University is the top 2 in China, Jianghuai has checked, the city's minimum admission score last year was 690.
JAC: "..."
Bo Jian paused: "Or the Department of Finance of P University?"
P University is another top 2 in China. Jianghuai has checked that the city's minimum admission score last year was 689.
JAC: "..."
"I don't want to work hard anymore." He lowered his head slightly, picked up an unlit cigarette, and said vaguely: "If you don't graduate, you go to T University, and I will go to T University Technical School."
Bo Jian: "...Jiang Huai, have some ambition."
Jiang Huai raised his eyelids slightly: "I have ambition. When the time comes, you will have no money to study, and I will work part-time to earn money to support you in school."
Bo Jian: "..."
Bo Jian didn't know where Jiang Huai came up with this strange idea, but he couldn't help laughing, leaned close to kiss Jiang Huai's face, and whispered: "I don't need you to support me, if you pass the college entrance examination Okay, I'll take care of you."
Jiang Huai glanced over and seemed to be slightly shaken: "How to raise it?"
Bo Jian: "Food, housing and sleep are included, five social insurances and one housing fund are exempt from tuition and miscellaneous fees."
Jiang Huai paused for a while, then asked again: "Then how do you pass the exam well?"
Bo Jian: "Admitted to T University?"
"..."
Jiang Huai threw a cigarette: "Get lost."
There is an old saying that what you are afraid of will come.
This was Jianghuai's first thought when he came out of the back door of the school on a skateboard after school on Friday.
It's not that I'm afraid, it's mainly annoying.
A pure black business Maybach was parked on the main street at the back gate of the school. The body was wiped extremely clean. The black patent leather shone brightly at dusk in early spring, and even the tires were maintained so that there was no mud in the lines.
A young man got out of the car and said very politely, "You are Mr. Jiang, right? Boss Yan is waiting for you in the car."
Jiang Huai was still wearing his school uniform. This was the first time in his life that he was called "Mr." when he wasn't shopping.
This word is ridiculously serious for a high school student in school uniform.
In other words, show off.
Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yan Song?"
"Yes, it's Mr. Yan Song."
Jiang Huai swept the dark car window: "Is he in the car?"
"Boss Yan is waiting for you in the car."
Jiang Huai: "He has something to ask me, let him come down and talk."
There are not many cars at the back gate of the school on weekdays, unless the dormitory students come out with their luggage after school on Friday, the front gate of the school and the back gate of the school are equally congested. But Jianghuai came out early, and there were very few students leaving the school at the back door, most of them were parents' vehicles waiting for their children to leave school.
The young man hesitated: "You'd better get in the car, it's not convenient to talk here."
"He won't get out of the car," Jiang Huai said with a smile, "Then I'm leaving."
He jumped back on the skateboard, and the man saw that Jiang Huai was really going to leave, so he quickly grabbed Jiang Huai's arm: "Don't leave yet!"
Jiang Huai broke free, stepped on the skateboard, raised his chin slightly: "Why, in broad daylight, you still want to kidnap people?" He smiled coldly, "Let go."
There were many people at the school gate, and the man's forehead was covered with sweat, and he let go of his hand immediately: "No, you misunderstood... Then wait a moment, I'll go and talk to President Yan."
Bo Jian had something to do with the student union in the last class, so he was a little delayed for a few minutes before leaving school.
Jiang Huai sent a WeChat message saying that he left first.
But when Bo Jian left the back door of the school, he saw Jiang Huai at a glance.
He has never seen Jiang Huai's mother, but he has seen the photos. Because Jiang Xingxing was adopted, he doesn't look like his mother, but Jiang Huai is his own, so he doesn't look like his mother either.
Jiang Li has a blunt and gentle face, but Jiang Huai is born with sharp eyebrows, he is thin, his lines are almost piercingly bony, he looks cold and not easy to approach.
Bo Jian thought, it turned out that Jiang Huai looked like his father.
It's just that Jianghuai is far sharper than his father, like a sharpened knife.
Yan Song is well-dressed, and the crocodile leather shoes are polished brightly, even the creases on the uppers cannot be seen due to wearing. The cuffs slightly reveal the shape of a six-figure watch, sprayed with a touch of men's cologne.
Come out for a trip with two assistants and a driver.
Jiang Huai looked at him, and thought with fading interest: This mother can't see that he graduated from a small county town 20 years ago, and his family owes a lot of debt. A dead bastard who still wants to reconnect with his first love.
However, it can be seen that it is quite pretentious.
Yan Song dressed up specially today and brought two assistants with him.
He knew that Jiang Huai lived with Jiang Li in a dilapidated house in the old city when he was a child, and he didn't have a penny. Even if Jiang Li has a stable job now, Jiang Huai hasn't lived a few days of prosperity... He is such a person, He knew what would most impress a self-righteous and inexperienced little boy like Jiang Huai.
As long as Jiang Huai calls him dad, he can give Jiang Huai a better life.
"Jianghuai, today..." Yan Song said.
Jiang Huai raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Why, did you bring the firecrackers?"
Yan Song didn't understand: "...firecrackers?"
Jiang Huai lifted his lips: "Explode the firecrackers on your ancestral grave."
Yan Song: "..."
His visible face suddenly turned up: "Mu Wu Zun, Jiang Huai, listen to what you are saying? I am your father!"
Jiang Huai stood lazily with his pockets in his pocket: "On the street, talk about your quality and don't swear at others. Just grab someone from the street and tell them that I am your father. Are you shameless?"
Yan Song: "??"
Jiang Huai sneered: "Uncle, don't block the way, or I'll call the police."
There are people coming and going at the school gate, including students and parents.
Strictly speaking, this is Yan Song's first visit to Jianghuai since Jianghuai was born... But it is not quite the same as Yan Song imagined that although his son rebelled at the beginning, he will eventually recognize his father and son.
He was almost suffocated by Jiang Huai's anger: "Listen... You kid is still being unreasonable? Did Jiang Li teach you to be like this after all these years of raising you?"
Hearing Jiang Li, Jiang Huai raised his eyes slightly, stared at Yan Song, and stopped talking.
Yan Song mistook him for mentioning Jiang Li, which hit Jiang Huai's weakness. His tone softened, and he lowered his voice: "I know you hate me, and I don't blame you for hating me... But you are an Alpha, and I am your Alpha elder. Whether it is identity, thinking, or ability, Alphas and Omegas in this world are It will never be the same, your mother is an Omega, what I can teach you, your mother can never teach you…”
Jiang Huai didn't speak.
Yan Song was overjoyed, thinking that Jiang Huai had bowed his head, and continued: "In this world, Alpha understands the rules of the game better than Omega...Of course I am not saying that Omega is useless, but that Alpha is born stronger than Omega, and Possess more social resources. As a person who has experienced it, I can teach you experience that your mother cannot give you. I can also provide you with a better educational environment and family environment. You also have a younger brother, but if When you go home, my family property will also belong to you in the future, and the inheritance will always consider Alpha children first... "
"Crackling".
Jianghuai's knuckles rang out.
But Yan Song didn't notice, and boasted: "I know, your mother and I have not remarried yet, and you may also be worried about this... But you don't have to think about it, it will be a matter of time before your mother and I remarry... Your mother It's my Omega, it's my Omega for the rest of my life, my wife... As you know, Alpha and Omega are born different, every Alpha will make mistakes, it's not a big deal, but Omega will always treat Alpha A lifetime of fidelity…”
Bo Jian ran over.
He heard it.
He thought Jiang Huai was talking to his father, but he didn't go there.
But listen, listen... He wanted to cover Jiang Huai's ears and pull Jiang Huai away.
Because it's not like this.
He didn't know why even Jiang Huai's parents thought Jiang Huai was Alpha... but things were not like this.
Omega is not born a head shorter than Alpha.
Omega was not born to be so humble, insulted, looked down upon, and betrayed by Alpha, but could only swallow his anger and continue to live on the charity of Alpha.
But before Bo Jian could hold Jiang Huai's hand, Jiang Huai suddenly punched Yan Song in the face.
Yan Song was caught off guard, he never expected that a line of nosebleeds would flow down from his nostrils immediately after being hit straight.
Bo Jian stopped.
Yan Song was almost beaten to the ground by his own son, the assistant turned pale with fright, and hurried over to help Yan Song: "Mr. Yan!"
Pedestrians looked sideways.
Yan Song was in a trance for a few seconds before he suddenly realized and was furious: "Jiang Huai! What are you doing! How dare you even your father..."
"Get lost," Jiang Huai said.
Yan Song's nosebleed trickled down to his lips. He touched it and wiped it away. He was embarrassed and furious, and he couldn't see the dignity just now.
He shoved the assistant away fiercely, and slapped Jiang Huai with his backhand: "You son of a bitch, you are shameless, and you turned against you!?"
But he didn't slap it down.
Jiang Huai turned his head and saw Bo Jian.
Bo Jian grabbed Yan Song's cuffs, and Yan Song's flat-pressed suit cuffs were wrinkled by him. He said softly: "Sir, don't represent other Alphas, other Alphas will feel ashamed."
The author has something to say: Chairman: Mouth area.