May 15, Thursday, light rain.
The midterm exam results have been announced.
Chen Siyu trotted into the classroom and saw Xue Yuantong lying on the table playing with his phone. She reminded him:
"Don't you look at your grade ranking?"
Xue Yuantong raised his head and looked at her: "No need to look."
As long as the teacher who grades the papers does not make any mistakes, she will definitely be the first.
Seeing her like this, Chen Siyu couldn't help but feel frustrated.
The report card was placed in the corner of the east corridor, and was surrounded by students who came to check their grades. Guo Kunnan walked out of the crowd. He was in a good mood. He had improved from 36th in the class to 32nd, a full improvement of 4 places!
Compared with the whole grade, there is an improvement of dozens of students. In the college entrance examination where thousands of candidates compete for a single spot, there is no telling how many candidates have been defeated.
Sure enough, his efforts paid off.
After looking at his own results, Guo Kunnan took the trouble to find the results of his good brother Kai Quan.
Shan Kaiquan fell from the top 10 in the class to around 30th.
Guo Kunnan was confused: "Brother Quan, what's wrong with you? Why are you regressing so badly?"
Shan Kaiquan leaned dejectedly against the back table, his hair wet from the rain outside, making him look even more bleak.
"That's it." Shan Kaiquan said weakly.
As he spoke, he quietly turned his gaze towards Bai Yuxia.
"Bai Yuxia, have you seen how I have fallen into depravity? Aren't you heartbroken?"
Shan Kaiquan's actual score was actually still among the top ten in the class. In order to torture Bai Yuxia, he deliberately did not do well in the exam and did not even do many questions, just to piss her off!
Make her feel guilty!
However, Bai Yuxia didn't even know.
Guo Kunnan continued to discuss the results. The decline in Shan Kaiquan's performance attracted the attention of Jiang Yanan and others. After all, Shan Kaiquan was a case of counterattack, which was very encouraging.
However, now that Shan Kaiquan has fallen and regressed so much, Yu Wen questioned:
"You weren't just lucky last time, were you?"
Shan Kaiquan's mouth twitched. In order to maintain his image, he did not refute, but just smiled bitterly.
…
Bai Yuxia's class ranking did not change, still fourth, but her grade ranking improved by two places. Unfortunately, she was still in the top 30 and could not enter examination room No. 1.
"Chen Qian has made little progress and is not among the top ten in his grade," said Chen Siyu.
Bai Yuxia: "With this result, it's hard to make further progress."
"Yes." After a little thought, I understood that the top ten students in No. 4 Middle School would be 100% admitted to 985 universities, or the best 985 universities at that.
It is no exaggeration to say that this level is the limit of ordinary people's efforts.
To be in the top ten, it’s not only hard work but also talent that counts, and talent determines the upper limit.
While everyone was discussing the grades, the head teacher Shan Qingrong appeared at the classroom door. He waved at Shan Kaiquan and called him out.
Guo Kunnan guessed: "It must be that Dan Kaiquan did not do well in the exam, so the head teacher asked him the reason."
Guo Kunnan felt a little envious when he thought about his good brother receiving such treatment. His grades were average and below average, and he had never been valued by his class teacher. He was just an unknown little guy in the class.
"It doesn't matter. As long as I keep working hard, I will be in the top ten in my class and grade sooner or later."
Guo Kunnan was already used to working hard, so he did what he said. He ran back to his seat to study the test paper.
After a while, Shan Kaiquan came back. His expression was much more relaxed, no longer as decadent as before.
After all, the head teacher is a teacher and is good at educating students. After receiving ideological education, Shan Kaiquan admitted that his academic performance declined due to certain reasons.
He returned to his seat and was in a daze for a while.
It seems that his previous path was wrong. If he wanted to make Bai Yuxia heartbroken, he should not let himself fall into depravity. Instead, he should become better, better than everyone else!
When he becomes successful and famous, Bai Yuxia will regret it.
Gradually, Shan Kaiquan regained his spirit and took out his math test paper to solve the problems.
…
Morning break.
"I'm going to the cafeteria to buy food. Do you want to take anything with you?" Chen Siyu asked. Outside the classroom, her sister Chen Siqing was waiting for her.
Jiang Ning handed over the meal card: "Two boiled eggs."
"Okay." Chen Siyu set off.
"Jiang Ning, not bad." Xue Yuantong was quite satisfied. She didn't need to remind him, which showed that Jiang Ning had become sensible.
There are quite a few students in Class 8 who go to the cafeteria. Wu Xiaoqi gets up early every day to play basketball, which consumes a lot of energy, so he has to make up for it during the long breaks.
Wu Xiaoqi and Shan Xiao were together. They talked about basketball superstars, tear-jerking games, and limited edition basketball shoes on the road.
As the conversation got more interesting, Wu Xiaoqi decided to treat Shan Xiao to breakfast.
With Wu Xiaoqi's wealth, a breakfast was nothing, but Shan Xiao refused every time, saying, "I don't eat food given out of pity."
Such character earned Wu Xiaoqi praise.
Although he is obsessed with basketball, he is not a fool. Wu Xiaoqi's family is well-off, and he used to be surrounded by many students, most of whom were attracted by his money.
Like Deng Xiang, the goofball in the first year of high school, when Wu Xiaoqi and Deng Xiang ate together, he always paid for the meal.
Wu Xiaoqi is not short of money, but he is not stupid. After a long time, he stopped going.
Wu Xiaoqi longs for true friendship, someone who respects his dreams, does not seek his money, does not speak ill of him behind his back, and someone with whom he has a common language.
Shan Xiao completely meets his standards for a friend.
"Youhe, Wu Xiaoqi?" Cui Yu greeted from behind.
Hearing this, Wu Xiaoqi nodded. He recognized very few people in Class 8.
Cui Yu and Meng Gui were having dinner together. Cui Yu saw a small puddle in front of him, so he pushed off his feet and stepped over it gracefully.
"The rain is still too light, so jumping isn't exciting enough." Cui Yu stretched out his hand and felt the drizzle.
On the way to the cafeteria, many girls held up umbrellas. Cui Yu was very disdainful. They thought they were too delicate. They still carried umbrellas in such a small rain
Thinking back to when he was Cui Yu...
In this way, the four of them walked to the cafeteria entrance. After putting away their umbrellas, many students would shake off the water droplets on their umbrellas before entering the cafeteria, making the floor slippery and covered with water stains.
The female classmate who was walking in front suddenly slipped and sat on the ground with her buttocks. She fell badly and her face was full of embarrassment.
There were students all around watching, all staring at her.
Cui Yu laughed loudly: "That's amazing!"
As he laughed, the female classmate became extremely embarrassed. She stood up, didn’t even buy food, and turned around and ran out of the cafeteria.
Cui Yu shouted in front of everyone: "Slow down, slow down, don't slip again."
Even after the female classmate left the cafeteria, he was still feeling complacent, thinking he had done a good thing.
Wu Xiaoqi was watching the fun just now and didn't pay attention to his feet. Someone had spilled egg soup on the tiles. Even with Wu Xiaoqi's skills, he slipped if he wasn't careful.
At the critical moment, he threw the basketball in his hand, and Shan Xiao beside him caught the basketball with incredible speed.
Seeing that Wu Xiaoqi was about to fall, he pressed his hands on the ground, used it as the center, swung his body, and his legs moved 360 degrees gracefully with cool and handsome movements.
Cui Yu blurted out: "What the hell is hip-hop?"
Wu Xiaoqi stood up and said with a straight face:
"Every day that you don't dance is a waste of life!"
…
classroom.
Xue Yuantong got what she wanted and the boiled eggs she wanted.
She took out the egg and cracked it, then gently peeled off half of the eggshell, revealing a piece of snow-white.
“Eat it!”
Xue Yuantong bit it down viciously.
After biting it, she was a little unhappy: "Jiang Ning, why didn't I bite the egg yolk?"
Chen Siyu: "Silly, you are so fierce that Dan Yolk is scared and hides."
Bai Yuxia: "You should have sneak attacked it."
…
During the evening self-study session, the head teacher Shan Qingrong held a class meeting and praised the students for the midterm exam.
Everyone likes to hold class meetings. During the meetings, they don’t have to study. They just stay in their seats and listen to Dan Qingrong talk nonsense.
Shan Qingrong spoke nicely and many of the things he talked about were of great interest to everyone.
Finally, the top ten students in the class in this exam went up to the podium to receive their awards.
Shan Qingrong used his own money to buy the notebooks and gave them as rewards to the top ten winners.
Lu Qiqi in the back row turned around and said, "Our class teacher is really generous. I heard that some classes use class funds to buy notebooks for the top ten students."
Guo Kunnan said: "It's really good. The students in our class are also good. Last semester, Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning received scholarships and treated our class to a meal. There were 52 people in the class, and each person had a portion. How generous!"
"I've never seen it done like that before!"
After praising the students, Shan Qingrong looked at his watch and said:
"In the last class, your Chinese teacher Dai Yongquan will hold a calligraphy class in the large classroom in Building 4. Students who are interested can come and learn."
The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
"Jiang Ning, do you want to have fun in the calligraphy class?" Chen Siyu asked, looking very interested.
Without waiting for Jiang Ning to answer, she continued, "My handwriting is pretty average, so I must have lost points for my composition. I heard that if you practice calligraphy well, your penmanship will also be pretty good."
Bai Yuxia said: "It is indeed very helpful, but calligraphy is difficult to practice."
Chen Siyu: "There's a teacher teaching anyway, why not take a look? Want to join us?"
"Okay." Bai Yuxia agreed. Her father liked calligraphy very much, so she had a certain foundation.
With just two sentences, Chen Siyu and Bai Yuxia made an agreement.
"What about you?" Chen Siyu asked.
Xue Yuantong stood up from the table: "No, I don't need to practice my calligraphy anymore."
Chen Siyu: "Really?"
"Humph, of course." Xue Yuantong pushed out her Chinese test paper and pointed at the handwriting on it.
Bai Yuxia commented: "Tongtong's calligraphy is very beautiful."
"I learned calligraphy when I was a child," Xue Yuantong said proudly.
"Are there calligraphy classes in your town?" Bai Yuxia was curious, as calligraphy specialty classes were relatively rare.
"It's not a town, it's a village!" said Xue Yuantong.
Their village was very backward, but there was an old teacher in the village who loved to talk about history and was very good at calligraphy. Every New Year, he could write couplets for half of the village.
Not only did he love writing, but whenever there was a wedding or funeral in the village, he was responsible for collecting money and recording the names of the guests.
Later, when I retired and had nothing to do at home, I decided to pass on my calligraphy skills.
At first, he opened a calligraphy class in the village and thought about charging money. Later, he found that no one went and some villagers even cursed him behind his back.
The old teacher was furious. Did he need those two coins
He was a teacher and his pension was far from enough to spend. In a fit of anger, the old teacher decided not to charge money and instead provided brushes, paper and ink for free for the children in the village to use.
In the end, no one went. The kids wandered around the village playing every day and were too lazy to do their homework. Some people were so stupid as to learn calligraphy.
Later, the old teacher couldn't hold it in any longer, so he resorted to his special trick and wholesaled spicy strips, soda, beef and mutton dishes, and plum candies, claiming that one could eat during calligraphy lessons.
After hearing what Xue Yuantong said, Chen Siyu couldn't help but ask, "What happened later? Did anyone learn it?"
Xue Yuantong misses those days. She said: "I am not interested in snacks or anything like that. I like to practice calligraphy."
Every time a calligraphy class started, she and Chuchu were the ones who ran the fastest.
Thanks to the foundation laid in the past, all the children in their village have good handwriting.
…
"Kaiquan, let's go to Building 4 for the next class!" Guo Kunnan invited.
Calligraphy cultivates one's sentiments. Guo Kunnan has not been very calm recently, and his mood has fallen countless levels compared to before. He needs to rely on calligraphy to cultivate and improve his mood.
This calligraphy class comes at the perfect time.
Shan Kaiquan hesitated: "Let me think about it."
He wanted to study for his math papers and also wanted to try a calligraphy class, even though he had never practiced calligraphy before.
Guo Kunnan said: "Learn one more skill, and you will have to ask for help less."
"Don't you think calligraphy looks handsome when it's done well?"
Guo Kunnan opened his hands, pinched the pen in the air and wrote, swinging it around wildly.
"It is true that calligraphy masters have great temperament, but calligraphy requires talent," said Shan Kaiquan.
Guo Kunnan: "If you don't try, how do you know you're not a genius?"
"Let's not talk about whether they are talented or not, there must be a lot of beautiful girls learning calligraphy!" Guo Kunnan concluded.
…
"Brother Ma, Brother Ma, let's start the calligraphy class!" Wang Longlong encouraged.
Ma Shicheng: "I'm playing games."
Wang Longlong opened his mouth and said, "Brother Ma, you are so stupid!"
"Why don't you play games in calligraphy class? Think about it, others are concentrating on practicing calligraphy, the whole classroom is filled with the aroma of art, but you are playing games in it. Isn't it exciting?"
Ma Shicheng thought it made sense, so he put away his phone and said, "Let's go!"
"Brother Ma, are you in such a hurry? Class hasn't started yet?"
"Let's take a seat first. I have a feeling there will be a lot of people."
…
Guo Kunnan left, leaving Shan Kaiquan sitting alone.
'calligraphy.'
'Am I a calligraphy genius?'
Just now, Bai Yuxia attended the calligraphy class without notifying him.
Shan Kaiquan became more and more miserable.
He thought of Bai Yuxia's handwriting, which was beautiful, moving and intoxicating.
She must love practicing calligraphy, right
Gradually, Shan Kaiquan became dazed.
If I could defeat Bai Yuxia in the field she excels in, she would definitely look at me with new eyes.
And calligraphy class is an excellent opportunity.
"Haha, Bai Yuxia, you would never imagine how great my potential is."
Although Shan Kaiquan had never been exposed to calligraphy, at this moment, the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter had begun in his fantasy world.
It was an old thatched cottage, empty, dilapidated, lonely and elegant.
He was the only one in the world who practiced calligraphy in his thatched cottage.
In spring, when everything comes back to life, he grinds ink at his inkstone.
In the summer, under the scorching sun, he picked up his pen and started writing.
In autumn, maple leaves are falling, and he writes with his brush.
In winter, when the snow was white, he picked up his pen and put down his ink.
One stroke of the brush represents the years, one drop of ink represents lovesickness, and finally, he became a master.
Another year of calligraphy lessons.
He was dressed in white, sitting by the window filled with moonlight, with the stars in the sky as his backdrop, and surrounded by beautiful girls.
He raised his hand and gently wrote with his brush. The words on the paper flowed smoothly and vividly, making it hard to forget them after just one glance.
The calligraphy teacher was shocked and said in astonishment: "This boy, this boy, is actually a genius!"
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the calligraphy room.
The girls around him came over to look at his calligraphy. They were immediately amazed by his exquisite calligraphy and couldn't help but shout:
"Once you see Kaiquan, you will be ruined for life~"
All the girls blushed and surrounded him like flowers.
Dan Kaiquan was standing among the flowers, just smiling faintly, unmoved. Amid the screams of the beautiful girls, he slowly stood up and looked at Bai Yuxia outside the crowd.
Among so many beautiful girls, even Bai Yuxia doesn't stand out that well.
She became mediocre.
But he became the star, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Shan Kaiquan glanced away indifferently, filled with a hint of pity:
"Bai Yuxia, have you seen that? I, whom you rejected, am now being sought after by countless people."
'Do you regret it?'
'If you regret it, well, I'll give you a chance!'
'Please me as much as you can!'
You ignored me at first, but now you can’t afford me!
The scene was so exciting that Shan Kaiquan couldn't control himself. He was shaking all over, shaking his legs madly, and the top of the table was rumbling.
This made Yu Wen next to him very unhappy. She frowned and said, "Dan Kaiquan, are you crazy?"