When the counselor of Wen Mingyi's class saw him coming back, he specially sent him a WeChat message to give him time to come to his office.
However, Wen Mingyi's days at school were numbered, and he didn't know where the counselor's office was. In the end, Zhang Heng took him there.
"I'm back, is it hard to film?" The counselor with glasses said with a smile.
"It's alright." Wen Mingyi stood in front of him and asked him, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's like this, the final exam will be in a few days, and you basically didn't take the course this semester, so you see that you are... "
"I take the exam normally." Wen Mingyi said, "Although I didn't attend classes at school, I hired a teacher privately and I'm studying by myself, so the final exam will not be affected."
"Okay. If you want to participate, the school will naturally agree. After all, your situation is really special. Then these few days, you can borrow your notes from your classmates, review them carefully, and ask the substitute teacher or me if you have any questions."
"Okay, thank you teacher."
"It's alright, then you go to review, come on for the exam."
"Um."
Wen Mingyi left the counselor's office. Zhang Heng was still waiting for him. Seeing him coming out, he leaned over and asked him, "What did the counselor tell you?"
"Ask me about the final exam and I said I take the exam normally."
"That's it, let's go, go to the library, I'll make a point for you."
"I don't need this." Wen Mingyi looked at him, a little embarrassed. "The secretary of the Communist Youth League helped me make a copy of the key points of each subject, and also used a marker to draw the important test points mentioned by the teacher."
Zhang Heng: …
"Just when you go out to the toilet." Wen Mingyi added.
Zhang Heng: …
Zhang Heng doesn't want to talk to his old classmates anymore, this discriminatory treatment is too heart-wrenching!
However, the two still went to the library together. Wen Mingyi put his glasses on the bridge of his nose, lowered his head, and focused on the key points that the group secretary copied for him.
Zhang Heng felt that either the girl was attentive, the key points were much more complete than he had memorized, so he borrowed Wen Mingyi's key points and ran downstairs to make a copy for himself.
Wen Mingyi's memory is very good. He does not need to speak aloud or write by hand when reciting. He can basically recite it a few times in his mind. When Zhang Heng copied it back, he had memorized several pages and was about to lie down on the table to rest for a while.
Zhang Heng didn't bother him, Wen Mingyi was lying on the table, feeling the heating of the library, and looking at the students who were writing and writing not far away, he suddenly felt a long-lost sense of comfort. It has been a long time since he lived such a simple student life.
When in the crew, everyone thought he was young and that he was not the same age as himself. Of course they are not the same age. His peers are still in school, in a relatively simple environment, studying, exercising, and falling in love, but he is no longer in that environment.
It's not that he regrets it, he has nothing to regret for the decision he made. It's just that he also feels that it is very good to be able to read and study like an ordinary peer, rest for a while when tired, and wake up to think about what to eat today.
He slowly fell asleep in this tranquility, as if he had returned to his high school days.
When Wen Mingyi woke up again, it was past six o'clock, and Zhang Heng asked him, "Did you eat?"
"Wait a minute." Wen Mingyi picked up the phone and asked whether Si Jundo would like to have dinner together tonight
Si Junduo replied to him: Let's have dinner together, I have already left the company, and now I will pick you up.
So Wen Mingyi cruelly rejected Zhang Heng, saying, "Go home for dinner."
"Oh." Zhang Heng asked him in a low voice while packing his schoolbag, "With Senior Si Junduo?"
"How do you know?" Wen Mingyi wondered.
Zhang Heng pointed to his eyes without glasses, "Good eyesight."
Wen Mingyi glanced at his mobile phone, okay, he is still chatting with Si Junduo on WeChat.
"Didn't you post on Weibo last time? You said that you have known each other since childhood. He is your brother. It just so happens that the other party's note on your chat page is just one word - brother, who is he not?"
"You're pretty smart." Wen Mingyi put away his phone, "with him."
"It's no wonder that you have always had good grades. Wouldn't it be okay to have such a big brother to guide you? But you're too embarrassed to tell everyone."
"No way, I'm humble by nature, so I don't like to show off." Wen Mingyi sighed, "I'm just too low-key."
Zhang Heng: …
Zhang Heng thinks that he just plays too much, no wonder he ran to become an actor, it's so right!
Wen Mingyi bought meals with Zhang Heng, and Si Junduo also arrived at the gate of X University. He said goodbye to Zhang Heng, and asked him to remember to bring his books for class tomorrow, and then got into Jundor's car.
"Aren't you about to take your exams?" Jundor asked him.
Wen Mingyi nodded, "Yes, so I'm going to start reviewing these days."
"Then you can ask me if you have any questions."
Wen Mingyi heard the words, tilted his head and looked at him, "Although I also really want you to use your strengths, I am a pure liberal arts major, so I just need to recite it."
When Si Junduo heard the words, he also understood, and touched his head, "Then you take care of it."
"Well, when I get the scholarship, I'll treat you to dinner."
Si Junduo was stunned when he heard the words. He hadn't seen Wen Mingyi get a scholarship for a long time.
In junior high school, Wen Mingyi would take it every semester, and would happily run to him and tell him that he was the first place again. But in high school, he didn't seem to be so obsessed with grades. When he was in a good mood, he would do better in the test. When he was in the top three in the class, when he was in a bad mood, he would just deal with it casually, and his ranking could drop to the top 30.
Jundor always thought that he would choose science like himself, but in the second year of high school, he chose liberal arts. The two quarreled fiercely over this matter at the time. He didn't understand and said angrily, "How can you make fun of this kind of thing? You clearly said that you like science and want to study science, why did you choose Wen?"
Wen Mingyi is more irritable than him, "What does my selection of essays have to do with you, and what does it have to do with you if I drop out of school now!"
Jundor was so angry that he wanted to beat him.
Wen Mingyi also plausibly said, "My life has nothing to do with you, I have the right to do whatever I want, why do you control me? What qualifications do you have to control me? Don't you know how annoying you are now? I Tell you, I just chose liberal arts because I didn't want you to choose a subject, I hate you, and I even regret entering the same high school as you now, you understand!"
After Wen Mingyi finished speaking, he slammed out the door, and Si Junduo stood in the room rented by Wen Mingyi, full of powerlessness and self-blame.
From that day onwards, he reduced the frequency of appearing in front of Wen Mingyi, watching him study like a lottery by relying on his intelligence. He even thought that when the college entrance examination was over, Wen Mingyi would apply for a university outside the province and just leave his sight, but he did not expect that Wen Mingyi suddenly began to study seriously in the first two months of the college entrance examination, let alone Wen Mingyi will become this year's liberal arts champion and apply for X University.
He unconsciously glanced at Wen Mingyi. Wen Mingyi was lowering his head and replying to WeChat. Si Junduo couldn't help but touched his hair again, full of relief, "Then I'll wait for you to invite me to dinner."
"Don't worry." Wen Mingyi smiled.
Si Junduo looked at him, and suddenly had a feeling of early sunshine after the snow. Although it was cold when the snow fell, and gloomy when the heavy snow did not stop, when the snow stopped and the sun fell through the clouds, it was even worse. It seemed that the scenery used to be so gorgeous.
It was the most beautiful scenery he had always remembered.
Wen Mingyi officially started his campus life like an ordinary student. He listened to lectures in get out of class and reviewed after class. Even if he came home and turned into a cat or a dog, he kept memorizing and tried to grab his paw. Turn pages.
However, the paws of cats and dogs are always difficult to turn pages, so more often, Wen Mingyi chooses to read the key points of the electronic version on the computer.
A week later, the physical exam came first among everyone's grief. This Wen Mingyi is very good at long jump, push-ups, 1000 meters easily, the girls screamed with excitement, and the boys complained helplessly.
Soon, it was time for the final exam. When Junduo sent him to school, he specifically said cheers to him. Wen Mingyi said confidently, "Don't worry, there is no problem."
It turned out that there was no problem, it was all the content he had memorized, and it was even simpler than he thought. Wen Mingyi sat in the first row by the door, answering the questions and thinking about what to eat after the test.
When it was time to hand in the papers, Wen Mingyi took the lead in handing in the papers and walked out. The invigilator looked at his paper full of words and said in surprise: This child's words are pretty good.
Zhang Heng hadn't handed in the papers yet, and they were not in the same exam room, so Wen Mingyi stood at the door waiting for him while playing with his mobile phone.
While playing, he suddenly heard a girl in the class calling his name. As soon as Wen Mingyi looked up, he saw the girl panting, "At the school gate, there are... reporters."
Wen Mingyi, "Huh?"
"It is estimated that I came to interview you. You should go through the side door later."
"Okay, thank you." Wen Mingyi said.
"You're welcome." After the girl finished speaking, she left with her companions.
Wen Mingyi opened the entertainment gossip forum, and sure enough he saw a lot of posts guessing how much he could pass this exam.
"Definitely failed, he didn't have class for a semester, he would be a ghost if he passed."
"Even if you can pass the grade, it shouldn't be high, otherwise it's too unscientific."
"I think there is a reporter going to X University, probably wanting to interview him."
"Cut, I really take him seriously. It's just an 18-line."
The 18th-tier artist Wen Mingyi calmly closed the post, and decided to wait for the results to come out and slap these people in the face, let them know what it means to be born with talent and be useful, and still take the first place in filming!
Zhang Heng didn't hand in the papers until the bell rang. The two walked through the side door and ate at the snack city. They went back to the dormitory to rest for a while, and continued the exam in the afternoon.
After three days of taking the exam, Wen Mingyi finally finished the exam, and the school officially closed.
It will take a few days for the results of the final exam to come out. Wen Mingyi is not in a hurry and rests comfortably at home for two days before receiving a call from Cheng Lu, "Mingming, do you remember the audition on the 10th? I'll help You bought a ticket for tomorrow, and we will fly to F city tomorrow afternoon."
Of course Wen Mingyi remembered, "Okay." He replied, as expected, happy times are short-lived, and work is the eternal truth.