Ji Pianpian slept very well. Although she only slept for five hours, she woke up in great spirits.
Ji's father and Ji's mother don't want her to go to school today for a lot of reasons: No. 1 Middle School is under closed management and they have to live on campus. She just came back and hasn't packed her things. In addition, they haven't seen their daughter for two months. Of course Ji’s father wouldn’t say this, and Ji’s mother would elaborate.
Ji Pianpian couldn't bear to leave her parents, but time was too tight. It was less than four months and the countdown was about to reach double digits, and she was left behind too much.
She had no right to waste every minute of these four months.
"Mom, when the college entrance examination is over, I will definitely accompany you well."
"What's the rush..."
"I… "
Ji Heyu interrupted coldly: "We can't leave. The driver has been waiting for a long time."
Ji's mother glared at him, but Ji Pianpian was very grateful to her brother - he saved her from the trouble.
In the end, Ji's mother could only tell her: "You go to class carefully. Later, mother will pack your things and ask your brother to take you to school directly."
Ji Pianpian was about to respond, but suddenly remembered that this brother was not that brother, and he might overturn.
Fortunately, Ji Heyu rolled his eyes: "I'm busy, let Lao Li go."
Ji's mother glared at him again: "Every day, I know how to work in vain!"
Ji Pianpian hurriedly said: "My brother is working very hard, please help Brother Li go for a run!"
Ji's mother didn't say anything else. She was very willing to see the brother and sister understand each other and have a harmonious relationship.
Ji Pianpian and Fu Xuehui went to school together, and they didn't talk much along the way.
The reason is, well, there is a big devil sitting in the passenger seat, and Fu Xuehui is the reserved, elegant and polite Miss Fu at this time.
After getting out of the car, Fu Xuehui covered her mouth and laughed.
Ji Pianpian: "..."
Fu Xuehui gasped: "My brother is so handsome, so handsome!"
Ji Pianpian couldn't get it: "That's it."
Fu Xuehui clicked his tongue: "You said that when you and I get married, wouldn't these two men be fighting every day if they get together..."
Ah this...
Ji Pianpian was shocked: "Shut up!"
Fu Xuehui patted her shoulder earnestly: "Sisters, come on!"
Ji Pianpian: "..." I always feel that you smile a little
Weird!
Ji Pianpian and Fu Xuehui are not in the same class.
No. 1 Middle School in City J is divided into ABC class.
That’s right…
In this era, not only are classes divided into large and small, but in extreme cases there are three levels.
There is only one student in class A, with a total of sixty students, among the top sixty in the grade this semester.
There are three classes in Class B, which is a small class in a general sense and is also a candidate group for Class A.
Yes, there is only one major exam that leaves the top sixty in grade. The students in Class A carry their schoolbags to Class B, and the students in Class B are happily promoted to Class A.
Finally, there is Class C, which is also the largest troop in the school, with a total of sixteen classes.
Even the students in Class C were admitted from major junior high schools with all their strength. After all, No. 1 Middle School in City J is the city’s key focus.
There is no doubt that Fu Xuehui is in Class A and Ji Pianpian is in Class C. There are three huge classes of B between them.
If they hadn't been playing together since childhood, Ji Pianpian would never have known any student in Class A. Not just her, it would be difficult for all Class C students to meet students from Class A.
The same first year, second year, and third year students in high school are all in the same school, but they have been separated from each other.
Ji Pianpian started to feel uneasy after she and Fu Xuehui separated.
She left her cell phone at home. Although Ji's father and mother Ji didn't care about it, and even Ji's father, who was spoiled by children, wanted her to secretly bring her cell phone to school, Ji Pianpian didn't dare.
In this era, teachers were not very strict about checking mobile phones. After all, not every high school student could be equipped with a mobile phone, and the functions of mobile phones were completely different from those more than ten years later. Not to mention various games and entertainment, even the most basic All social software can make you shut down.
The only smooth things are texting and making phone calls.
Ji Pianpian didn't dare to take the class. Firstly, she was obedient and would not break the rules even if the teacher asked. Secondly, she really didn't dare. She was afraid that she would always think about Shen Du and send him messages, even call him.
There is no room for distraction in learning.
She missed him, but she was thinking about the longer term future.
For this reason, she must endure these four months.
Ji Pianpian cheered herself up and went to the classroom.
There was a reason for her anxiety. The moment she entered the classroom, the surprise in her classmates' eyes made her stiffen. After forcing a smile, she lowered her head and went to herself.
seats.
Since she decided to study major, she has not attended school for nearly half a year.
Initially she was trained in this city, then at the provincial capital university, and then went to n city.
Her uneasiness stemmed from the unfamiliarity with the class.
At the beginning of the third year of high school, all three classes of ABC have been adjusted, especially the science class C, which has undergone a wave of changes. She didn't know many people in the class, and they were all people she hadn't gotten to know well before. Especially her current deskmate, whom she doesn’t even know her name.
After Ji Pianpian sat down, she mustered up her courage and finally said, "Hello, my name is Ji Pianpian."
The deskmate was stunned for a moment, then smiled at her: "My name is Ma Qixuan."
Ji Pianpian breathed a long sigh of relief and finally took the first step.
On the first day, Ji Pianpian, who listened carefully to the entire class, secluded herself in silence.
She still overestimated herself, or rather underestimated the cultural class.
So difficult!
too difficult!
Her grades were not good to begin with, and she had been off for nearly half a year. She could not keep up with the teacher's pace at all. During the whole class, Ji Pianpian was the one who listened most seriously in the class, and she was the one who listened most confusedly.
The physics teacher saw her concentration at first and asked her to get up and answer a question. Ji Pianpian was stunned and couldn't answer it at all.
The physics teacher was very kind. He nodded and asked her to sit down and called the other students.
No one scolded her, and no one laughed at her. She was ashamed of herself.
And she felt it, felt the teacher's carelessness.
Yes…
She was an art test taker and had half a foot in college. Good or bad grades were just the icing on the cake, not a matter of life and death.
Ji Pianpian didn't eat anything all day, and she was so hungry that she didn't want to move.
Seeing that she was still in the classroom, Ma Qixuan asked curiously, "Aren't you going to eat?"
Ji Pianpian: "...I've finished writing this question."
Ma Qixuan: "What are you writing about? It's okay if you don't hand in your homework. The teacher won't care about you."
Ji Pianpian: "..."
Ma Qixuan said with envy: "You are so good, you can take the art exam. I heard that the cultural courses in art universities only cost more than 300? 300 points, you can get it by just guessing on the paper with your eyes closed!"
Ji Pianpian felt very uncomfortable hearing this.
indeed…
Three hundred points is too easy.
Chinese language number English three
Four hundred and five for the door, plus three hundred for Li Zong.
Even if you just close your eyes and do the multiple-choice questions, if you are lucky, you can get 300 answers.
What's more, art candidates have studied for two years, so they don't know everything.
Ji Pianpian whispered: "No, you still have to study hard. Scores are very important."
Ma Qixuan smiled and said nothing more. She just sat back at the desk and opened the textbook.
Ji Pianpian felt a sense of powerlessness coming over her.
She's a little stupid, but not stupid.
She knew that Ma Qixuan didn't like her.
Who would like it.
At a time when everyone is on the line of life and death for the college entrance examination, a person appears who has already obtained the right to pass the line.
What's funny is that this person still looks like he's "hypocritical" and wants to work hard.
What are you trying to do
Are you trying to mock them
Ji Pianpian bit her lower lip habitually, enduring her churning stomach.
Just over halfway through the week, Ji Pianpian already felt exhausted.
She didn't understand too much, and it was impossible to figure it out by just thinking. The most familiar person in her class is Ma Qixuan. She has very good grades and is the academic committee member of the class. Ji Pianpian can't help but ask her for help.
Ma Qixuan's eyes flashed with irritation, but she still patiently solved the problem for her.
Ji Pianpian was very grateful: "Thank you!"
Ma Qixuan twitched her lips.
Ji Pianpian's smile fell away.
Ji Pianpian has not lacked friends since she was a child. She is a soft-tempered person. Especially under the education of Ji's mother, she is not arrogant or impetuous and is kind to others. She is not arrogant because of her family background and easily integrates into the group.
But this time she couldn't fit in.
First there was the inevitable disconnect, then there was the completely different destination.
If she gives up on herself and stops learning, someone will play with her instead.
But she wants to study hard, and she works harder and harder than anyone else.
Thus…
Those who gave up the college entrance examination did not want to deal with her.
Those who are working hard to take the college entrance examination don't want to talk to her anymore.
Ji Pianpian had been mentally prepared for a long time, knowing that the cultural class was a tough battle, so she was not discouraged at all, worked hard to sort out the wrong questions, and thought about asking the teacher for help during self-study.
The fifth class in the afternoon was activity time. Ji Pianpian quickly packed up her notebook and went to the office.
Unexpectedly, she heard Ma Qixuan's voice as soon as she arrived at the door: "Teacher,
I want to change seats. "
Ji Pianpian froze, hugged the book tightly, and leaned back against the wall.
Ma Qixuan: "Ji Pianpian always asks me some extremely simple questions, which is a waste of my time."
"She has no worries about college, but I'm still anxious about getting her grades."
"And she really can't do those questions? I doubt she did it on purpose!"
Ji Pianpian bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes.
The head teacher is a middle-aged man who has always been known for being strict, scolding and crying big boys who are 1.85 meters away.
But now his voice was kind and sweet, and his eloquent voice was very much like the one he used in ancient literature class.
He teaches Chinese and is the gentlest every time he recites the text.
Just listen to what he said to Ma Qixuan: "Don't speculate on your deskmate like this. Her basics are a little worse and she has missed half a year of courses. It is a good thing that she wants to study after she comes back. We should try our best to help her."
"She does have no worries about college, but even a child like her who is sure to be admitted is still working hard. Isn't it worth encouraging?"
"Besides, if you teach her a few questions, you will also consolidate your own knowledge."
"Don't look down on simple questions. The easiest questions are often the easiest to lose points."
Ma Qixuan's words did not make Ji Pianpian cry, but the head teacher's words pierced her heart.
He is a good teacher, and Ji Pianpian is very grateful, but she can only live up to his kindness: she can no longer get along well with her deskmate.
Ma Qixuan naturally didn't know that Ji Pianpian heard it.
After she returned to the classroom, she was still kind to Ji Pianpian and smiled when she should, but there was an uncontrollable irritation in her eyes.
Ji Pianpian would never bother her again, so she could only keep her distance.
She thought of Shen Du's words again -
Friends need to be screened.
Not everyone can be friends, and I don't mean to deny anyone. After all, people are multi-faceted, but she can at least know whether they are suitable or not.
Two days later, Ji Pianpian was completely in trouble.
There are too many questions that she doesn't know, and she can't ask Ma Qixuan, nor can she go to the office every day.
She did have a best friend who was a top student, but Class A and Class C were too far away, so she couldn't go to Fu Xuehui for advice. Besides, Fu Xuehui had helped her enough, but the systems she stayed up late to sort out were not basic.
Notes, she will only be harder.
what to do
Ji Pianpian inevitably thought of her tutor.
—The stupid tutor who is far away in city n and has not been contacted for five days!
Lin Yu saw Ji Pianpian from a distance. He immediately left his brothers beside him and pretended to pass by casually: "Pianpian?"
Ji Pianpian was stunned, and looked up to see Lin Yu who was smiling with a pair of small tiger teeth: "Are you back to school too?"
Lin Yu scratched his head: "I just came back today, where are you."
Ji Pianpian didn't want to say that she had been in class for a week, so she just said: "I just came back."
Lin Yu noticed something was wrong with her expression and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Ji Pianpian: "It's okay."
Lin Yu tilted his head and looked at her: "You look like you're about to lose your gold beans..."
Ji Pianpian smiled politely: "It's really okay."
Lin Yu saw the exercise book in her hand and blinked: "Isn't it because the math problems made me cry?"
Ji Pianpian: "..."
Lin Yu: "Let me take a look!"
Ji Pianpian said hurriedly: "No need... no need!"
Lin Yu, with quick eyes and quick hands, had already taken it into his hand and started looking at it.
He was just teasing the girl, but he didn't expect that she would actually be "difficult to cry".
Lin Yu was stunned when the exercise book fell into his hand.
Juanxiu's small characters carefully underlined and highlighted the key points. Although the way to solve the problem was crooked, her serious attitude was clearly visible on the paper.
She... was doing the questions very seriously.
Lin Yu's heart trembled and he said, "I know this question, and I'll teach you."
Ji Pianpian was surprised: "You... know it?"
It's not that she looks down on Lin Yu, but that these art candidates are all half-measured, not to mention the cultural classes, which have nothing to do with the middle or upper reaches anyway.
Lin Yu blinked at her: "Don't believe me, I used to be in Class A."
Ji Pianpian: "!!!"
Class A, a god in the top sixty of his grade
How can it be!
Ji Pianpian's eyes were full of surprise: "Then you..." How come you are reduced to studying art
Lin Yu scratched his head and said, "Class A is too stressful. It's not a life for human beings. I've always been at the tail end, but then I thought about it. Being a phoenix tail is not as happy as being a chicken head."
Ji Pianpian: "...
..." I originally suspected that he was lying, but now I believe it.
Ji Pianpian asked again: "Then you can also take cultural classes." Why take the art exam after such a sudden decline
Lin Yu: "I like movies."
Ji Pianpian was stunned by this sentence.
Lin Yu's eyes are bright: "I like cameras and movies and TV series. My biggest dream in the future is to let the whole world see my works!"
So he put down his cultural classes and chose directing.
He didn't have to choose, but because he loved it.
Ji Pianpian felt ashamed for a while.
She didn't hate what she chose, but she didn't have a choice. The difference was self-evident.
Lin Yu said to her again: "I want to learn from you!"
Ji Pianpian was stunned.
Lin Yu said seriously: "You must have passed the school exam with high scores. You don't have to worry about cultural classes at all, but you are still working hard and studying hard. Studying is always right!" Don't worry, don't get it, it's purely You have to learn for yourself, which is fascinating.
Ji Pianpian: "..."
She was even more ashamed. She didn't have such a high consciousness. She just wanted to go to a better university.
But she couldn't say this, and she was afraid to say it.
Words have meaning.
If you say what you are looking forward to, you may not be able to do it.
She needed to hold in her breath and rush to the end.
Lin Yu: "Let's study together!"
Ji Pianpian was impressed by him and said: "Okay!"
She finally had a little friend in her lonely school.
-
Ji Pianpian just arrived home at the weekend. After hugging her parents, she was dragged to the dinner table.
In fact, Ji Pianpian was not hungry at all, but she had to eat, and it had to be delicious.
She patiently ate her dinner and hurried upstairs as soon as she put down her chopsticks. Ji's mother said worriedly: "Don't just think about studying all day long. Pay attention to your health..."
Ji Pianpian: "Yes, yes." She walked back to her house one step at a time.
After Ji Pianpian took out her phone, she didn't dare to turn it on.
a week…
Not only have they not met, but they have not contacted each other.
A week...
How long have they known each other
Ji Pianpian's heart sank, but she didn't dare to open her phone.
Take a look at Little Penguin. If Shen Du is online,
She... um...
Ji Pianpian took a breath, put down her phone and turned on her computer.
When Ji Pianpian entered the q|q password, her fingers were trembling and her heart was beating loudly. The hot room was burning and she was upset.
She even found the pink walls dazzling and felt that her big dinosaur doll was crying...
Press Enter and log in.
Ji Pianpian took a deep breath, and then a continuous beeping sound came from the computer speakers.
Ji Pianpian held the mouse and clicked on the flashing penguin head.
The dialog box opened, and countless messages came to me.
Ji Pianpian was shocked, and it took her a while to see the content clearly.
Monday morning—
Shen Du: Good morning, little liar.
Shen Du: What’s for lunch? Don’t be picky about food.
Shen Du: Tianqi’s expansion pack has been updated.
Shen Du: I made you a new set of clothes.
Shen Du: Okay, let’s not mention the game. Did you pay attention to the lecture
Monday afternoon—
Shen Du: The company coffee tastes really bad.
Shen Du: Matcha pudding is pretty good.
Shen Du: Matcha Pudding, Matcha Daifuku, Matcha Frappuccino... Well, why does the little liar like green so much
Shendu: green, unlucky.
Monday night—
Shen Du: Back to the dormitory.
Shen Du: Don’t stay up late.
Shen Du: Panda eyes are not cute.
Shen Du: Good night, little liar.
Tuesday morning—
Shen Du: Good morning, little liar.
Shen Du: I had a dream, but I won’t tell you what it was.
Shen Du: It won’t work if you say it.
… …
… …
For a whole week, there were countless messages, but Ji Pianpian only read a small part of them, and tears already burst into her eyes.
The author has something to say: Today is long enough!
Ben Chang stood up Hey!
See you tomorrow~~~