On the eve of New Year's Day, they had a grade exam. The results were released after New Year's Day. The first place was not Jiang Hongshao, but the boy named Zhu Xu who had always been chasing Jiang Hongshao. The second place was a girl named Nian Wenli who had always been chasing them. Cheng Ran had seen her before. She was a chubby girl who seemed to be easy to get along with in daily life. She always held a Hello Kitty cartoon water cup. However, once someone surrounded her and asked her questions, she couldn't hide her domineering side.
The beautiful photo of Jiang Hongshao in the top ten rankings window was ranked third. In addition to the top ten having their photos in the window, the others were printed on A4 paper and posted next to it. Cheng Ran was surprisingly ranked 38th.
Zhang Ping was stunned when he saw the result. "You, you, you! How come... Damn... 38th place, you were 108th before..."
Cheng Ran's 108th place in the exam is probably still fresh in many people's memory. In a school like No. 10 Middle School, a strong academic atmosphere is the most important thing. In today's education system, gold bricks and silver bricks are not as good as your own stepping stone. No. 10 Middle School has no shortage of students with rich family backgrounds. Many people have seen a bigger world since childhood, and their horizons are broader. The more good things they want, the stronger their motivation will be. Of course, there are also students from ordinary families who know the gap between their families and their friends, so the idea of changing their fate through studying becomes stronger.
When Cheng Ran was first mentioned, he was still one of the few transfer students who passed the entrance examination of No. 10 Middle School as a high-quality student. Secondly, because of his acquaintance with Jiang Hongshao, Cheng Ran was also noticed by those influential students for a time.
This situation even triggered relevant debates in the outside world about education after his debate with Sun Xiao in the lecture hall. Under such circumstances, Cheng Ran ranked 108th in the grade. This was not a result to be despised. On the contrary, in the grade, it was what many people dreamed of.
However, this result did make some people feel relieved, thinking that Cheng Ran was not a monster after all, and this was reasonable. It was impossible for one person to steal all the limelight. Imagine an expert who could refute with strict logic and broad knowledge. This kind of courage and bravery was beyond the reach of ordinary people. If the result was even more amazing, who else in No. 10 Middle School could suppress him? Not even Brother Jiang could do it.
So the score of 108 at least made him look a little bit normal. Even though he didn't make it into the top 70 who were almost fighting for the top 10 or 20 points on the line to key universities, he made people feel that he was not so unapproachable.
Then this grade test...
Cheng Ran ranked 38th.
…
Cheng Ran's ranking soared by seventy places, surpassing the number of people in six football teams. Of course, it was like throwing a stone into still water.
Needless to say, several subject teachers looked in Cheng Ran's direction intentionally or unintentionally during class, and the class teacher Sun Hui even called Cheng Ran to the office and gave him some encouragement.
So on the day when the results were announced, Cheng Ran spent the day surrounded by the surprised looks and conversations of many classmates.
At night, I sent a text message to Jiang Hongshao's phone, "Are you asleep?"
The mobile phone text messaging service was launched in China in 1998. After the launch of this service, with the increase in the number of mobile phones in China, it quickly became the most popular communication method for Chinese people. On the other side of the ocean, in the United States, which had the most developed telecommunications market at that time, the situation was just the opposite. Text messaging did not develop, but the American people preferred to make phone calls rather than send text messages. As long as the Chinese people did not have urgent matters, text messaging was more in line with the Chinese people's implicit communication method.
However, after reaching its peak, mobile phone text messaging declined due to the development of the Internet.
"Just finished taking a shower." Jiang Hongshao's text message appeared.
Seeing the words made up of the liquid crystal grid appear on the blue-ray screen is actually a very unique feeling. Although he has lived two lives in different periods of time, Cheng Ran can still remember clearly how excited he was when he saw the words he wanted to express appear on the display screen for the first time.
All new things have the magic power to transform the world.
Cheng Ran picked up his phone, thought for a moment, and typed a few words, "I didn't get first place this time. Was it because of that incident?"
Soon the reply came, "You too?"
Cheng Ran held the phone and smiled. The exam was held during the period when Cheng Bin was taking action against Lei Wei's Xinlong Group. During this period, he and Jiang Hongshao were actually a little absent-minded. So even though Cheng Ran had received tutoring from Lao Jiang before, in fact, both of them failed the exam.
But you can't say this to others. If you say that you dropped from 108th to 38th place because you failed the exam, then in front of those arrogant and conceited academic masters who can beat a bunch of other people with just one point in grades, I'm afraid that the whole city of Chengdu will be filled with the sound of the moon and the sound of sharpening knives.
"Should I call you?"
“… My mom is here.”
Cheng Ran smiled, thinking that Jiang Hongshao might be texting like a thief at this moment, which must be very interesting. Of course, it might not be what he imagined, but Cheng Ran could still feel her slight embarrassment.
Cheng Ran thought of what Gu Xiaojun said about the driving force at the provincial party committee and provincial government coordination meeting when the case was filed, so he typed a paragraph and sent it over, "Is your mother still angry?"
Jiang Hongshao replied: "I can't stop being angry."
Cheng Ran was shocked, and felt that his future was even more bleak...
"How about I compensate you?"
Lao Jiang's text message arrived soon.
"don't want."
It's really straightforward and sharp as a knife.
Cheng Ran smiled, "Are you afraid that I will say something inexplicable again?"
This time I waited for a long time, and it was just one word.
"Um."
Cheng Ran smiled and typed, "How can it be so exaggerated? I'm just inviting you to dinner. Don't be suspicious!"
After a while, Jiang Hongshao's text message arrived, "Classmate Cheng Ran, you don't need to compensate me for treating me to a meal. You can do it anytime if you feel the need. The reason you asked for compensation, and because I didn't respond and turned the conversation to dinner, was because at that time you... were really thinking about something inexplicable. So this is not a figment of the imagination, but keeping the enemy out of the country."
Cheng Ran typed a series of ellipsis, "..."
We have already kept the enemy out of our country. When will you launch a salvo of missiles to take them away
"You feel guilty, and I exposed you? You're so pitiful, come and give me a hug."
Cheng Ran hit him, "I can't hug him!"
Lao Jiang conveyed his comforting words, "Ah... That's not what I meant. It could be spiritual."
Cheng Ran squinted his eyes, thinking that his eyes must be emitting a faint blue light just like the screen of his mobile phone at this moment, "Can we switch from online to offline?"
After a while, Lao Jiang understood the meaning of this sentence and responded, "Cheng Ran, how can you think of such a thing? I thought you were just talking nonsense. I'm going to sleep."
Cheng Ran was speechless. What did "How could I think about such a thing" mean? It was you who started it, but now you are the one who is so powerful.
"You keep pretending..."
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
Cheng Ran put his phone down reluctantly. The night was hazy and he could almost imagine that on the same night, the bright girl on the other end of this text message must be laughing so hard that she was bent over.