There are quite a few people in No. 10 Middle School who pay attention to Cheng Ran's performance, even if they don't know him. However, Jiang Hongshao, a representative of the participating team who returned from the Science and Technology Innovation Competition, publicly mentioned his help, which made him stand out from the crowd and made people secretly pay attention to him.
When the results came out, of course, the first thing to care about was my own score and ranking. Then, if I was interested, I would check the scores and rankings of people I knew. It was like watching stocks. The rankings were up and down compared to the last time, accompanied by various different emotions. The second thing was to scan the transfer student named Cheng Ran. Oh, I see, he was in this position.
Seeing Cheng Ran's results, many people had different reactions.
Su Hongdou and his group, who had met him in Shanhai, except for Luo Wei, Shu Jiexi who were in the 560-570 range, Ma Ke was in the early 600s, and Su Hongdou reached 627 points, which was comparable to Cheng Ran. The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, as they had thoroughly understood Cheng Ran's situation.
In the tenth class of arts, Yuan Huiqun said to Qin Qian, "He is a science student, and we are arts students. Science students have always scored higher than arts students. He only scored 630, which is different from your 617, Qin Qian. As we all know, it is easy to get high scores in science, but it is much more difficult in arts. He also provided help to the science and innovation team. I don't think much of it. It's true. It's impossible for a transfer student to be as good as Jiang Hongshao. He really thinks there are so many academic gods!"
"Oh, so what? It doesn't matter what score he gets. It has nothing to do with me." Qin Qian smiled, but Yuan Huiqun could see that the hidden depression in Qin Qian's smile seemed to have disappeared, and she returned to her usual sunny and cheerful self.
Yuan Huiqun said proudly, "The few transfer students in the second year of high school all seem to be average. Maybe they were good in their own schools before, but when they came to the melting pot of No. 10 Middle School, the difference was revealed. Oh... Let's not talk about these unimportant things. I still have to find a way to improve my grades. My mother hired a tutor for me to improve math and English. I may not be able to come to you on weekends in the future..."
Then he complained to Qin Qian.
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After the exam, there was no requirement for a parent-teacher meeting as expected. After the teachers of each subject gave their general summary, classes went on as normal.
The atmosphere in No. 10 Middle School is mostly like this, relaxed and free. There is no need to push too hard. All you need to do is issue an exam list like this at the right time, and the backs of most students who have a desire to win and a sense of crisis will be grabbed by an invisible hand.
I am worried about being surpassed, worried about falling too far behind, and even more worried about being looked down upon in a place full of top students. I am not worried that others will look down on me, but I am afraid that one day I will not be able to speak confidently in front of those who think they are excellent.
I am afraid that one day the inequality I feel is not given by others, but the result of my own inferiority.
When Cheng Ran returned home, Xu Lan and Cheng Feiyang asked him about his report card, so Cheng Ran took out his report card. However, his parents did not look disappointed.
Cheng Feiyang pondered, "You were the first in Shanhai No. 1 Middle School, but now you are ranked 108th in No. 10 Middle School. It seems that No. 10 Middle School is worthy of its reputation and is indeed different. You see, this is why you are allowed to study in No. 10 Middle School. Shanhai is still too small. You don't know the world without seeing it. Now that you come to No. 10 Middle School, you are no longer arrogant, right?"
There seemed to be an attitude in Cheng Feiyang's words that wanted to let Cheng Ran see "why the pot is made of iron" and that reality would give you a loud slap in the face.
Cheng Ran had no choice but to correct him, "Dad, I think I contacted and got into No. 10 Middle School myself."
Cheng Feiyang paused, then waved his hand, "This is not important. The key now is that since you have made this choice, you have also seen your own position in the top high school. Just have an idea in your mind. You are old enough, you know your own business, and Dad doesn't need to say much to you. Anyway, you should find a balance between studying, running a cafe, and having fun."
Cheng Ran nodded.
Xu Lan finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Um, classmate Jiang Hongshao, what's your rank?"
"She is number one." Cheng Ran said.
Xu Lan and Cheng Feiyang were stunned. They looked at each other. After a moment, Xu Lan said, "Then you really need to work hard..."
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In the evening, Jiang Hongshao talked to Lao Jiang on the phone. "Cheng Ran, although you can't beat me, it doesn't make sense that I left you so far behind... This shouldn't be your normal level. I thought you were only 20 places behind, but you were left behind and disappeared... It's boring. I feel lonely when you're like this."
One could hear the teasing in her tone. This girl... was deliberately using this tone to provoke him. Maybe she was trying to provoke him.
Cheng Ran said, "108th is not too bad. With 630 points, it would be a popular choice in other schools."
Jiang Hongshao paused for a moment and asked suspiciously, "Are you playing dumb again? Childish or not, is there anything worth hiding? Do you have someone you want to attack? Tell me who it is... I'll help you."
Cheng Ran could almost imagine the gossipy heart of Jiang Hongshao on the other end of the phone, but it seemed that this side of Jiang Hongshao only revealed to him the playfulness and frivolity beneath his cold exterior that others thought was hidden.
Who knew that behind the goddess is actually a crazy woman
"Don't be so imaginative... No one, probably because you were careless and didn't adapt to the rhythm of No. 10 Middle School. Also, I found that your teacher's lectures are really jumpy. In a 40-minute class, the first 10 minutes get to the point, and the last 30 minutes are all nonsense. As a result, not much is said about the questions, and people are asked to go back and look at the answers and figure it out by themselves later..." Cheng Ran said, although he was complaining, his tone was actually calm.
Jiang Hongshao was on the other end of the phone, tapping the table with a pen cap, and said, "It's to cultivate interest. This is the teacher's way of educating people. Simply explaining the questions can make people suddenly enlightened, but it's not as good as cultivating interest and actively seeking solutions to broaden their thinking... And... Cheng Ran, what is 'you'? After you came in, this place became 'us'... This will also be your alma mater in the future, so don't be disrespectful. In fact, I like the school motto very much."
Cheng Ran thought for a moment and said, "Love the motherland, love the people, study for the prosperity of the country. Seek truth, seek skills, and wish to enhance the glory of Weng?"
Jiang Hongshao smiled and said, "Yeah."
Cheng Ran curled his lips, "I don't have such high aspirations as you. I just want to be an ordinary person and live a good life in this life."
Jiang Hongshao smiled and said, "I don't pursue that either... I also want to be an ordinary person. I am afraid of being poor, dark and dead. I will live a peaceful life and make more money in the future."
Cheng Ran said casually, "When it comes to making money, men should do it, and women should just take care of the household."
"No, no, let's do it together. We are in the same boat and will always be strong."
"Don't mess with the Quanxing team's slogan. And women like you are too strong-willed. Whoever becomes your husband in the future will suffer!"
“… It’s hard to say. Only the person involved will know whether he or she has suffered a loss or not.”
Cheng Ran said, "That would be terrible. Only the person who drinks the water knows whether it is hot or cold. Maybe the person involved is feeling bitter but dares not to speak."
"Really?" Jiang Hongshao smiled faintly over there, "Then why don't you try to marry me."