The college entrance examination is a fateful event for any student. The next morning, when Jin Heng arrived at the outside of the examination room at around 8:00, the road was crowded with parents and teachers who came to take the examination. The security was maintaining order, and the scene was in full swing. .
Mr. Cen struggled to occupy a place in the crowd, where the students of Class 9 gathered to check the admission tickets and stationery one by one.
Jin Heng walked over and was called by Teacher Cen without any accident: "Jin Heng, take a look and see if you have brought the admission ticket. Where's the stationery?"
Everything was packed in a transparent file bag, Jin Heng took it up and showed her: "I brought it all."
The weather was hot, and Mr. Cen's hair was scattered and sweaty, and he looked unavoidably embarrassed. She brought Jin Heng's things over, checked them one by one, and then handed them back to him: "How about breakfast, have you eaten yet?"
Jin Heng also nodded: "eat."
Wen Yan went to bed at eight o'clock yesterday, but ended up tossing and turning before falling asleep in the early morning. Before dawn, I got up and went outside to buy a bunch of breakfast, and the two of them couldn't finish it.
Teacher Cen was relieved and patted him on the shoulder: "Just do the questions normally, don't be nervous."
Zou Kai was standing next to him, holding a stack of review materials in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, and the naked eye could see the tension. Seeing Jin Heng coming over, his eyes lit up, as if he had found a savior, he immediately ran over: "Jin Heng Jin Heng!"
Jin Heng thought he had a question to ask: "What's the matter?"
Zou Kai stomped his feet in place and took a deep breath: "I-I-I-I'm nervous."
Jin Heng: "Don't be nervous, it's an exam."
They are in their youth. At such a high-spirited age, if you try your best to do one thing, no matter whether it is successful or not, the result will not be too bad. Because teenagers still have a long way to go, one exam cannot determine their success or failure in the future.
Jin Heng is the backbone, always so calm and calm. When Zou Kai saw him, he felt inexplicably calm. He sat down on the flower bed next to him and waited for the exam room to open.
Chongming's examination room is in another school, which is a little far away. Jin Heng sat under the shade of a tree, guessing what the other party was doing now. review? Must not be possible. smokes? It is possible.
Wen Yan likes to smoke when he is nervous.
Jin Heng fiddled with his phone, as if he wanted to send something out, but he hadn't edited the words and phrases, so he deleted them and edited them. It wasn't until the entrance bell rang, and the fingertips paused, that I clicked send.
—After the exam, let’s go to city a together.
Jin Heng typed the word "Come on" and deleted it, and typed "The exam went well" and deleted it. Those were not his thoughts.
After the college entrance examination, the meaning of Jin Heng's rebirth in this life is only half complete, and leaving with Wen Yan can be considered complete. They don't lose on time, they don't lose on distance.
Because the youth are invincible and invincible.
It took about two or three minutes over there before a message came back. Wen Yan only said one word: Good.
This is his answer. Facing all the choices Jin Heng made, he would always have only this answer.
Teacher Cen saw the students walk into the examination room one by one, with his palms on their shoulders, and then tightened slightly: "Take the test well, don't be nervous."
"The teacher is with you outside."
"Don't be afraid, take it easy."
When Jin Heng walked over, Teacher Cen also patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him in the shade of the whirling tree: "Take the test well."
Jin Heng nodded and walked into the examination room.
The long summer is the most wanton season of the year. Eighteen is the most arrogant age in my life. The two collided, and then the rest of the life was pulled flat and long.
The Chinese test starts at 9:00 am, and the math test starts at 3:00 pm.
The questions are a little difficult, but most of the students in class 9 have practiced the basic questions and should be able to get some process points. Jin Heng still vaguely remembered his exam results in his previous life. He looked at the familiar question in front of him, paused slightly, made two mistakes on purpose, and tried to keep the score within the range.
He has already gained a lot, and this heart suddenly becomes humble and contented...
Jin Heng just wanted to follow the path of his previous life, and he didn't need to change anything except Wen Yan.
The two-day exam passed quickly, which seemed to mark the end of their senior year. Many students are going to travel and relax, and then come back to check their grades. Anyway, everything has been settled, how to live comfortably.
Wen Yan also had this idea. He is obviously also a little old, but when he looks at Jin Heng, he always looks at his own children. What others have, Jin Heng has to have: "I'll take you out for a walk, you choose a place."
They are sitting in the air-conditioned room, the air-conditioning is blowing, but it still can't hinder the deadly sun outside. Jin Heng leaned on the sofa and shook his head: "If you don't want to move, just stay at home and rest for a few days."
If you want to play, don't choose this season to play, it can make people peel off a layer of skin.
Wen Yan looked at the recommended tourist attractions on the phone, and it seemed to be good: "Are you afraid of spending money?"
The two of them are actually poor students now, without any source of income. After they go to City A, they will have to spend money everywhere. The best thing to do now is to save as much as you can.
Jin Heng took out his mobile phone, then exited the fancy advertising interface, and threw it back: "It's all propaganda and deception."
He added: "Money is not a big issue."
After Jin Heng entered A University, there were many plans that could be initially implemented, and he could use the shortest time to reach the height of the previous life.
Wen Yan collapsed, so he simply put his head on his lap, and poked his fingertips on the phone screen: "If you don't go out to play, I will go out for a part-time job in the past few months, and I will be idle anyway."
Jin Heng didn't speak, and looked at the dazzling sun outside, the heat wave was rolling. After a while, he said, "I'll be with you."
Wen Yan subconsciously sat up straight, and then lay back down slowly: "You just finished the exam, take a good rest for a while and then talk about it."
Jin Heng brushed Wen Yan's jaw with his fingertips and felt that he had lost a lot of weight. He took the man into his arms and kissed him, dropped a tight kiss, and whispered in his ear, "Will you feel hard?"
Both of their lives are incomplete, and they can't even have their parents, and they don't have any capital to compare with others. I don't know if it's God's favor. Jin Heng is still protected by Wen Yan, but Wen Yan has never been protected.
Before he could be a child, he was forced to provoke the burden of life.
Wen Yan didn't know why he asked such a question. He subconsciously thought he was asking if he was tired from work, and said slowly, "It's okay."
Jin Heng knew that he would answer like this, hugging Wen Yan's waist and burying his face in his neck. The familiar smell of tobacco makes people feel safe and secure for no reason: "Smell Yan, let's walk together in the future..."
So let's work together.
Wen Yan felt that this was a matter of course, and there was no need to repeat it. Lying lazily in Jin Heng's arms, his nerves suddenly loosened, sleepiness flooded in like a tide, and he fell asleep unconsciously.
His pressure is no less than that of Jin Heng. While worrying about Jin Heng's grades, while working, thinking about the way forward for their future. After the college entrance examination was over, it was like a big rock fell, and I got a short respite.
After a while, Wen Yan still couldn't beat Jin Heng, and the two found a part-time job at a milk tea shop outside together. Three thousand dollars a month salary. Mostly because of her outstanding appearance, business is always good. Yan Na occasionally comes to take care of the business.
"A glass of iced milk tea with extra pearls."
Yan Na was wearing a white suspender skirt and holding a sun umbrella. Standing outside the counter, he skillfully ordered a drink. Because of the sweltering heat, his waist-length hair was cut into a student's head. It looked pure and radiant.
Jin Heng smiled and put two more spoons of pearls as she wanted. The boss is kind and doesn't say anything when they see it. Instead, they often let them drink for free, and the cost is not high.
Wen Yan leaned on the side and fanned with his hat: "I add pearls every day, and I haven't seen you add money."
Yan Na stomped her feet outside: "what, I kindly take care of the business. We can't bear two spoonfuls of pearls in our relationship."
Wen Yan lifted his eyelids, ignoring her.
Jin Heng shook the milk tea evenly and handed it to Yan Na. While the latter took it, he propped himself on the counter and said mysteriously, "I heard that you can check your results in the early hours of this evening. Would you like to squat together?"
The unease in the words could not be concealed.
Wen Yan paused and looked at Jin Heng subconsciously. Needless to say, his own grades must be abolished, mainly because of how Jin Heng did in the exam. After all, it is notoriously difficult to get in if you break your head.
Jin Heng calmly rinsed the cup, not eager to check the score: "Let's see if we can find it at night, but there should be a lot of people."
Yan Na was very nervous. On the one hand, she hoped that she would fail the test, but she did not want to fail the test. The tangle is visible to the naked eye, and even the milk tea in the mouth does not taste good.
After get off work at nine o'clock in the evening, Wen Yan and Jin Heng went straight home. I don't know if it's because of the results, the atmosphere is a little bit inexplicably tense. Whatever you do is a little out of place.
After the college entrance examination, Wen Yan never asked Jin Heng how the test was, because he was afraid that he would be under pressure. Today I finally couldn't help but ask: "How do you feel about the test?"
Not long after the college entrance examination, the standard answer was announced, Jin Heng had it right, and the score was not much different from the estimated score.
Jin Heng took a plate of chilled fruit from the refrigerator, and didn't look nervous at all: "I think it's alright."
He is habitually modest. But the word "ba" at the back made Wen Yan think a little more. Before the results came out, he had already saved up enough to comfort him: "No matter what his exams are, he won't starve to death anywhere."
Jin Heng smiled: "How do you think you did in the exam?" Wen Yan was quite a bachelor: "Not so good."
Jin Heng reluctantly boosted his cultural score, but vocational high skills accounted for the highest score. Wen Yan didn't need to check to know that the exam must be a mess, at best, the death was not so miserable.
Tonight, neither of them slept. They sat on the sofa watching TV with their eyes open. When the morning arrived, they began to check their scores. Wen Yan was always fiddling with the phone unconsciously, looking a little anxious, feeling that time passed too slowly.
In addition to the official website, the official accounts of some social apps have also opened query channels. Wen Yan stared at the time, clicked directly into the official website in seconds, and then skillfully entered Jin Heng's ID number and test number information, but the progress bar kept loading slowly, and it couldn't come out.
Wen Yan frowned, feeling that the phone was holding him back, he shook it forcefully twice, and glanced at Jin Heng: "Did you go in?"
Jin Heng shook his head: "I can't get in."
The college entrance examination is when thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge. I don’t know how many people are squatting at this time. Not long after, Yan Na also called and said that she couldn't squeeze in. Xu Meng tried for a long time, but also didn't squeeze in.
Of the four, it was astonishing that none of them could win.
They persevered and used both mobile phones and computers. However, the network channel was blocked and the page was always loaded. Seeing that the clock on the wall was already pointing to one in the morning, Jin Heng simply got up and pulled Wen Yan into the room: "It's getting late, go to bed first, and it's the same thing if you check tomorrow."
Wen Yan: "No, I can't sleep."
He was holding the phone, still trying to refresh.
Jin Heng pulled him onto the bed, the cell phone fluorescent light dimmed the outline of his face, his fingertips skillfully lifted the hem of Wen Yan's clothes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can't sleep, do something else?"
Wen Yan glanced at him and thought to himself, then turned his back to him: "You do your thing, I'll brush mine."
Jin Heng: "..."