In the last month of the final sprint for No. 1 Middle School, the results of Cheng Ran's previous study and research on the transfer examination questions of No. 10 Middle School came out. It was difficult to say where the benefits were, because he could still do the questions he had done before, but the degree was very different.
For example, when you understand a question, you can more easily see the traps and the mindset of the questioner, and you can often grasp the key points and find the solution to the problem at the first time. Just by looking at the question, it seems that the solution method and idea emerge.
Cheng Ran knew that this was not a coincidence. Everyone knows the idiom "practice makes perfect", but only when you really think about it, you will understand the subtlety behind it.
The "skill" here refers to the power of ingenuity, the occasional flash of inspiration, and the "intuition" left after thousands of times of practice, when all routines and moves are forgotten. Cheng Ran remembered that in a kung fu movie by Jet Li, before the protagonist went into battle, the teacher taught the protagonist to forget all moves and win with no moves. The principle is roughly the same. It means that when you reach the extreme, you don't need rules and routines, and every move will become a rule.
The foundation of all of this is to be supported by a strong foundation of internal strength. Otherwise, if you find a newcomer in the martial arts world and teach him that no moves are better than moves before he challenges a group of masters, I am afraid that the only outcome is that he will be chopped into a ball of meat paste.
So it is said that reading thousands of books will help you write like a god. A diver can jump from a high altitude and control his body to make a small splash when entering the water with a difficult move. A professional baseball batter can grasp the trajectory of the ball within 140 milliseconds and swing for a hit.
Often, one does not need to go through any detailed and in-depth thinking to be able to immediately understand the essence of a thing. This kind of intuition can only be developed through a lot of hard training, where quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.
Cheng Ran feels that the journey after rebirth is also very exciting. It is not only exciting in terms of the leisurely joy of viewing the scenery, but also in terms of the insights gained after this almost harsh "physical exertion".
That day, on the table piled with letters outside the mail room, Cheng Ran saw a letter with a Hong Kong postmark and signed "Pili No. 5".
Cheng Ran smiled when he saw the signature. He remembered that before Qin Xizhen participated in the music festival, they had talked about their favorite movies on the embankment of Dishui Rock. When talking about "Thunderbolt 5", Qin Xizhen was very excited and said that he liked it very much. In the end, when he thought the Thunderbolt 5 robot was blown to pieces by the bad guys, he even cried.
For a moment, Cheng Ran felt as if he had returned to his distant childhood memories.
Qin Xizhen didn't have his phone or pager, so he could only be contacted by letter.
The letter described her recent experiences. After the music festival became popular, she recorded several albums at Chen Muyi's record company, which included the songs from the music festival. She also frequently received invitations to appear on various radio stations. She was busy all the time and made herself very haggard. Later, she became smarter and gradually reduced the number of such shows. She also began to cooperate with some cutting-edge famous songwriters and concentrate on advancing in the field of music.
"So this is what it feels like to be famous... Some things are indeed very new, but it's okay to experience them. You still have to concentrate on the music you like. As a teacher, I should perform well, so Cheng Ran, you have to work hard too. But you have always been very good at exams, right? How about this time? Can you continue to rank high at the end of the semester?... Let me tell you one thing, between Song Shiqiu and you... I still have more confidence in you! Come on, you have to beat him!"
Seeing the letter written by Qin Xizhen, Cheng Ran couldn't help but shook his head. He was obviously an adult and had been a teacher after all, but Qin Xizhen still gave people the feeling of being childish and always showing a sense of innocence and childishness.
However, when it comes to some things, she is so tough and strong that it is unimaginable.
Well, this kind of personality is actually very good.
"Considering that you are unwilling to accept the copyright of those songs as compensation, I know you are reluctant to ask me for money... So the songs you gave me at the music festival are just gifts. I will cherish the gifts given by God."
Damn, he is even more shameless than me.
Cheng Ran’s eyes widened.
I thought to myself, moving a hamster is still moving a hamster. With all the drama, when did I ever say that I couldn't bear to ask her for money? When did you believe in God? Did you just brush it off as a gift
Where's the face
But after thinking about it, Cheng Ran felt that he still couldn't offer her a price. If he really asked her for a price that would bankrupt her, even though she looked calm and composed in the letter, she would reveal her true colors and pounce on him to eat him alive.
"By the way, I bought a cell phone, the number is... If you are free, please contact me. But you must finish the exam first! It can't affect your studies... But then again, it seems that nothing can affect you, right?:
I still remember the little secret we shared that day on the hillside where we could see Shanhai City... Haha, you must have been quite cute back then.
That's it, keep in touch.
:)”
Looking at the shameless contents of Qin Xizhen's letter, Cheng Ran could imagine her grinning foolishly on the other end of the line while she was writing the letter.
He raised his head again, a little dazed.
It was still early spring in March when the music festival took place, but now it is already late spring and the beginning of summer.
Looking back, it seems like a lifetime ago.
The development of Fulong Company and Cheng Feiyang's plan to relocate the headquarters to Chengdu have prompted him to move closer to leaving this small city.
That moment will always come. Will he feel sad to leave his hometown again
…
The final exams at No. 1 High School went very smoothly. Before the exams, some subject teachers would greet Cheng Ran when they met him in the corridor. The physics teacher even joked, "Brother Cheng, how many points do you plan to beat the people below you this time? Give others some face..."
Cheng Ran was a little surprised. It turned out that he had such a "unique" nickname
On June 27, we will take the political science, chemistry and Chinese exams. On June 28, we will take the history, biology and mathematics exams. On the 29th, the last day, we will take the geography, physics and English exams.
After the exam, we gathered in the classroom to make arrangements for the holidays and the start of the new semester.
The whole class gathered in the classroom, buzzing with noise. Tan Qingchuan had already been waiting for everyone in the classroom.
The atmosphere was a little sad because of the class division in the second year of high school, and many people were not in the same class. Now some good friends confided in each other and agreed to keep in touch more in the future even if we were not in the same class, do exercises together during breaks, eat together after school, and so on.
After the arrangements were finally made and the time for returning to school to collect grades was announced, Tan Qingchuan announced the holiday.
During this process, Tan Qingchuan did not pack up and leave after announcing the end as he did in the past. Instead, he stood in front of the podium and watched the students leave one by one.
Finally, when Cheng Ran packed his schoolbag and walked to the door, he saw Tan Qingchuan's eyes following his direction and finally nodded.
In this year, because the title of No. 1 in No. 1 High School came from their class, Tan Qingchuan had already won praise far beyond imagination. Not only did he get a house, but his family moved into a big house. He is now the head of the grade teaching and research group, and many policies are handled by him. Now even their relatives have heard that he is the "number one" in the first grade of No. 1 High School. Countless people come to him to open a cram school and send their children to him for training. He is proud of it. Of course, this situation has happened before, but it has never been like this. The first place in the major exams for a whole school year came from his class. This is very impressive.
After making a final eye contact with Cheng Ran, Cheng Ran left with his schoolbag on his back.
Tan Qingchuan drank a lot of wine when he got home today, but he was not depressed but happy.
During this time, his wife even asked tentatively, "Although Song Shiqiu transferred to your class, it's really unacceptable that Cheng Ran left like this. Why did the top students you, Old Tan, worked so hard to train end up being sent to other schools... I think those schools are just famous!"
Tan Qingchuan held the wine in his glass and said, "Cheng Ran's father's Fulong Company may very well be a landmark enterprise for our Shanhai to go abroad in the future. A child like Cheng Ran will never be trapped in this small city and is destined to go out... It's fate that he can stay in my class for such a long time."
In the future, whenever he hears Cheng Ran's name many times, Tan Qingchuan will reveal this slightly proud smile.
Well, this person was once his student.
…
After taking the exam on June 29th, No. 1 Middle School notified us to return to school on July 4th to collect our transcripts.
But Cheng Ran was not free, because at that time, it was the test date for the transfer examination of Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School.
Having just finished his high school final exams and not had a few days' rest, Cheng Ran rushed to Chengdu without stopping.
Originally, he just wanted to lie back and enjoy the rapid development of Fulong led by his father. He would have no worries about food and clothing, and live a life with luxury cars, mansions, yachts and private jets... But it seems that the reality is not what he imagined.
The future still needs to be fought for like this.
This fucking life!
Qidian Author Salon, I am out of town, but the updates will not stop! For the rest of my life... Hey, cough...!