After Valentine's Day, the last bit of cheerful atmosphere in the classroom before the college entrance examination disappeared.
Without such topics as who is with whom, and whether or not who is going to celebrate the festival with whom, chatting is quite empty.
The atmosphere in the classroom slowly sank. The top students were studying, and the middle and upper classmates who wanted to fight for the last time were also listening to the class. They wanted to give up and felt a little unwilling to listen and sleep for a while. Some of them gave up completely. Several did not even come to class.
Just watch Lao Xu wandering outside the classroom all day long, the front door face, the back door face, the window face, as long as you look out, you can see Lao Xu's face eight times out of ten.
Not to mention being thin, Jiang Cheng felt that Lao Xu had lost a lot of weight, and his face had been shrunk.
"Did Lao Xu get a face-lifting injection?" he whispered, "why is it so obvious?"
"Worry about it," Gu Fei glanced at the front door, "I've been looking for underachievers for a home visit these days, and it's almost my turn to find a scholar in the past two days."
"I have nothing to talk about," Jiang Cheng said. "There are not many people in the city who can work harder than me."
"He's more stressed than you now," Gu Fei smiled, "I'm about to take the exam with you."
Jiang Cheng looked at Lao Xu, whose face was half-faced by the front door. Lao Xu tilted his head and nodded at him. The expression on his face was instantly full of passion. Jiang Cheng quickly nodded his head too, for fear that he would be late. Lao Xu Neng grabbed the door frame and shouted loudly.
There was still a week before the first model of the fourth middle school, Pan Zhi sent the questions of the first model attached to the middle school over there. In order to be 100% accurate and prevent himself from accidentally seeing the questions, this time Pan Zhi sent the questions to Gu. Fly on the phone.
The first model in the attached middle school was to write the questions by himself. Although Jiang Cheng felt that he had already studied hard enough, he still wanted to make a comparison.
"I just went and printed it out?" Gu Fei said.
"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I'll start doing it in the past two days."
"Will such continuous exams be too intense?" Gu Fei asked, "And... if the two scores are different, will it affect your mood?"
"Are you afraid that my score for the attached middle school paper will be lower than that of the fourth middle school, which will affect your mood?" Jiang Cheng smiled.
"Well," Gu Fei looked at his phone, "I took a look at the geography, and it seemed quite difficult."
"It's alright," Jiang Cheng stretched his back, "It's already now, it's time to face the gap, I don't know where the gap is, and how should I fight."
"Isn't it enough?" Gu Fei turned to look at him.
"I've grown up so much, and the most powerful skill is fighting," Jiang Cheng patted his shoulder, "Brother Cheng will show you what fighting is."
Gu Fei smiled and said nothing.
To be honest, maybe it was because he had lived in such an environment since he was a child, Gu Fei had never met a person like Jiang Cheng, not just a scholar.
It's his whole person, the kind of courage to go forward, dare to face up to face, and the powerful aura when he lets go.
Like the hottest sun in summer, the aura that burns everything.
Gu Fei had never seen such a person before, nor did he expect to meet such a person one day, much less that he would leave such a profound imprint on his life.
After school, Jiang Cheng didn’t leave the school, and now there will be teachers in the classroom to give lectures in the evening self-study. Although Jiang Cheng never seemed to have raised any questions, he still finished evening self-study in the classroom every day.
From the end of the school to the end of the self-study at night, I will continue to review until about two o'clock after I go back.
Gu Fei left school and went to print the paper. When he was passing the pharmacy, he turned in and wanted to buy a few boxes of ginseng tea. During this period of time, among the students in the class who struggled a little, several fell ill and had a fever. For those who have a cold, although Jiang Cheng's physical fitness is very good, his desperate state has continued from last semester to now, and it is too tense.
"Mr. Xu, I suggest you take more rest, your health is important." Gu Fei heard something as soon as he entered the pharmacy, and when he turned his head, he saw Lao Xu standing over the Chinese medicine cabinet.
"I'm taking the third year of high school now, there are still a few months, and I will relax after they finish the exam." Lao Xu said.
"It's not me, just our fourth middle school, you are so worried, you can't get a few exams," the pharmacy owner said while picking medicine for Lao Xu, "Look at my son, what did he get in the exam last year? I don't want to let him repeat it."
"Hey, some children can't be forced," Lao Xu smiled. "But this year, there is a good seedling in my class who is absolutely serious. There is no problem with the city's champion. It is estimated that the provincial champion will have a show."
"Mr. Xu, I didn't see that you are also a good bragger." The boss handed the packaged medicine to Lao Xu.
"I'm not bragging," Lao Xu waved his hand, "you'll know when you look at it."
"If this is true, then it is the first heavy book in the history of No. 4 Middle School, right?" the boss asked.
"That's not right!" Lao Xu raised his head proudly and walked towards the door with the medicine.
Gu Fei hesitated for a while, then went out and called behind Lao Xu, "President Xu."
"Hey," Old Xu responded before turning around, "Gu Fei? Why are you here... Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick, I'll buy Shiquan Dabu," Gu Fei looked at the medicine in his hand, "Your medicine?"
"Ah, I'm fine," Lao Xu smiled, "there's always something wrong with getting older."
"You're old when you're just over fifty?" Gu Fei said.
"It's just that I can't sleep," Lao Xu sighed. "Neurasthenia, insomnia due to a little stress, take some medicine to regulate it."
"If you can pass the test, you will definitely pass the test. If you don't pass the test, you won't be able to pass the test if you lose sleep for him," Gu Fei said. "Why are you so worried?"
"I don't want to worry about it either," Lao Xu looked at him, "just like you... ah, you guys, you will never know the painstaking efforts of the teacher, I wish I could take the test for you, one by one, without asking at all. Go up."
"Go back quickly," Gu Fei turned around and prepared to enter the pharmacy, "Go take the medicine."
"Gu Fei," Lao Xu called out to him, "You and Jiang Cheng have been studying together recently, haven't you?"
"... Hmm." Gu Fei responded.
"How's he doing now? I want to see his score after finishing the model, and then talk to him, or I'm afraid he's under too much pressure." Lao Xu said.
"You've been working very hard all the time, don't worry," Gu Fei said, "You... relax, you've been so thin these days that it's like having a face-lift."
"Face-lifting needle?" Lao Xu was stunned, "What is it?"
"It's just an injection on the face, and your face will be swollen, a small piece." Gu Fei said.
"So miraculous?" Lao Xu laughed, "Then Mr. Lu should be given an injection. He has gained weight recently."
"Go back to eat." Gu Fei entered the store.
"Face-lifting needle? There is such a magical thing?" Lao Xu smiled and left.
After buying Shiquan Tonic, Gu Fei went to print out the papers, bound them one by one, and went to Wang Xu's house to pack a few pies.
"You have to ride faster," Wang Xu said. "Otherwise, it won't be fragrant if the skin collapses."
"En." Gu Fei responded.
Since Valentine's Day has passed, Wang Xu has become very mature and stable, as if he had eaten a pig, and his voice was deep, and he lost the stamina he used to talk.
I don't know if it's growing up or not.
"Want to bring some mutton soup?" Wang Xu asked, "I'll give you a thermos."
"Alright." Gu Fei nodded.
Wang Xu filled the soup and gave it to him.
"You..." Gu Fei hesitated for a while, "Go to self-study?"
"Da Fei," Wang Xu looked at him, "don't you think this question is cruel to me?"
"...Oh," Gu Fei also looked at him, feeling that Wang Xu would be able to write a lovelorn poem in the next second, so he quickly grabbed the food, "I'm leaving."
Wang Xu sighed behind him.
When I got to the classroom, before the evening self-study time, there were only four or five people sitting and reading in a classroom.
Jiang Cheng was buried in so many review materials that he couldn't even see his head, and when Gu Fei walked to the table, he didn't find it either.
Gu Fei opened the pie bag and put it on his desk.
After a few seconds, he saw that the pen that Jiang Cheng was writing on clearly paused, and then quickly turned his head.
"It's a good nose," he whispered with a smile.
"Damn it," Jiang Cheng swallowed, then reached out and grabbed a pie, "I'm so hungry that my palms get cold."
"Isn't the skin soft?" Gu Fei sat down.
"No, it's very delicious," Jiang Cheng ate half of it in two bites, "Is the paper printed out?"
"It's all done," Gu Fei shook the thick file bag in his hand, "Which one do you do first?"
"Do it in the standard order," Jiang Cheng said while chewing, "What's in the thermos?"
"Lamb soup." Gu Fei said.
"Quick," Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly turned green, "Come and have a bowl."
Gu Fei poured the lid of a pot for him, Jiang Cheng’s hands trembled when he took it, he was a little amused: “As for what?”
"The pie and soup from Wang Xu's family are simply delicious in the world." Jiang Cheng said.
Yi Jing, who had been sitting in the front row and bowed her head to endorse the book, turned her head and looked behind.
Gu Fei looked at her and she smiled.
"Fuck?" Jiang Cheng noticed Yi Jing's movement, and whispered while nibbling on the pie, "Did this boneless Wang Jiuri tell her?"
"Probably not, she smelled the fragrance," Gu Fei picked up the pie and shook it at Yi Jing, Yi Jing laughed, shook her head, turned around and continued to endorse, "Wang Xu is still very good at this. Hard-hearted, when the Anti-Japanese War is put on hold, it will take at least a week to rebel."
"He's been beaten to death for a week when he looks useless," Jiang Cheng sighed, "Is he still like that? He looks like he's in a broken-hearted relationship?"
"Well," Gu Fei took a pie and slowly ate it, "I don't even know how to talk to him anymore."
"He should learn from Pan Zhi," Jiang Cheng glanced at Yi Jing, "Uncle Pan has been dumping people every year, it's like eating and drinking, or you don't know what he is. When to talk about when to divide again, scumbag."
"Sooner or later someone can cure him." Gu Fei said with a smile.
"I'll just wait and see," Jiang Cheng said, "I'll definitely be laughing on the side for a hundred and eighty days when he frowns because of his brokenheartedness."
Gu Fei was having fun while eating, laughing for a long time.
Jiang Cheng began to use the evening time to do a mock test in the attached middle school. Every day, he would go back one class early for his self-study, and let Gu Fei invigilate him.
"The papers will be handed out now, please keep quiet and don't talk to each other," Gu Fei said while taking out the last English paper from the file bag, "The exam is 120 minutes, don't be nervous, review the questions carefully, and arrange the time reasonably. …”
He put the paper in front of Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng took the paper, wrote his name first, and then quickly began to read it.
Gu Fei sat aside, took out his mobile phone and started timing.
This is the last copy of the set of papers in the attached middle school. He scanned all the papers he had done before and sent them to Pan Zhi. Pan Zhi then printed them out there and asked the teacher to judge the papers.
Sometimes Gu Fei could feel the pressure on Jiang Cheng, and just attached to the middle school with this set of questions would be quite exciting. Lao Yuan, Jiang Cheng’s former head teacher, had made several phone calls.
The expectations of these people are full of pressure.
However, Jiang Cheng's state was okay, and his confidence in his studies could withstand these pressures.
Awesome, buddy.
Gu Fei raised his mobile phone and took a photo of Jiang Cheng's back, who was immersed in the question.
The questions in the attached middle school were quite difficult. After Jiang Cheng finished it, he felt a little out of his mind, but he was still calm. No matter how well he did this set of questions, at least he could know his gap. As long as the college entrance examination didn’t start tomorrow, He still has time.
There was still one day left before the fourth middle school, Pan Zhi sent Gu Fei the results of several subjects and the total score.
"Wait until the test is over, and then look at the results?" Gu Fei asked.
"En." Jiang Cheng nodded.
"Pan Zhi said it was very good." Gu Fei said again.
"As long as my score is not lower than him, he will say that he's good," Jiang Cheng smiled, "I actually just want to see how big the gap is after I've been here for a year.
"Well," Gu Fei leaned on the table, looked at him sideways, and took out two small bottles with different shapes from the drawer, "Come on, drink these guys."
"Why do you feel like drinking several times a day?" Jiang Cheng took two sips of it and drank it, Gu Fei bought a few boxes of health care medicines such as brain-refreshing and immunity-boosting drugs for him to drink every day, "Didn't you drink it in the morning? ?"
"Twice a day," Gu Fei said, "It seems that I really need to drink it. Now my brain is enough for review, and I can't put an extra thread in it."
Jiang Cheng held the two small bottles and laughed for a long time: "Can you hold a lot of threads in your mind?"
"I can't even pretend," Gu Fei sighed, "I'm all about you right now. Ermiao asked me the other day how much I got for seven or nine.
Jiang Cheng withdrew his smile and quietly touched his leg: "Thank you for your hard work."
The model exam in No. 4 Middle School finally made people feel nervous. Instead of pulling the desk around like the usual exams, they mixed up people from several classes.
Jiang Cheng left and right were people he didn't know. When he tilted his head to the right, he couldn't see Gu Fei's familiar profile, and he couldn't see the way he lowered his head to draw lots and answer questions.
However, this time the exam used the unified paper in the city. Because of the bottom of the previous questions attached to the middle school, Jiang Cheng felt that it was easier.
That's the difference.
Jiang Cheng listened to the echo in his mind while answering the questionnaire.
There are people who leave the examination room in advance for each subject exam, and those who have given up in ordinary times are just here to walk through the scene to prove that they really can't solve the questions.
Jiang Cheng's time was basically enough, but he still checked repeatedly until the last second. At this time, there was no need to pretend any more.
To his relief, Gu Fei, who was taking the exam in the next classroom, didn't hand in the papers in advance, and he didn't draw lots to answer the questions.
"You really didn't draw lots?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"Not really," Gu Fei said, "Anyway, I want to give my boyfriend a little face. After studying with me for so long, wouldn't it be embarrassing to cast lots for the exam."
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and narrowed his eyes.
"Isn't it?" Gu Fei smiled, "Every day, he grabbed me and gave you a back."
Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue, but still did not speak.
"Do you think you've acted insanely?" Gu Fei asked.
"Ah," Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say, he looked at Gu Fei and seemed to have noticed it long ago, and he didn't seem to have any dissatisfaction with his behavior, but he didn't dare to admit it easily, "The backlash is not very common. one thing?"
"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei stretched his waist and moved his arms, "You look cautiously..."
"When did I become cautious?" Jiang Cheng interrupted him.
"I'm very moved by your cautious look." Gu Fei insisted on finishing his words.
Jiang Cheng paused and sighed: "Be careful, just be careful, after all, it's my boyfriend, and I don't have the time to care if it's someone else."
"Someone cares so much about himself," Gu Fei put his arm on his shoulder, "It still feels very different."
"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.
Gu Fei was talking about himself, but Jiang Cheng felt the same way.
Who cares about whom is actually a difficult thing.
Everyone is eager to get it, but not everyone can wait for that contribution.
"Your previous score," Gu Fei took out his phone, "Do you want to see it now?"
"Well," Jiang Cheng was pulled back by Gu Fei's words, "Did you get on 630?"
Gu Fei didn't speak immediately, he frowned: "Pan Zhi's words are really unreliable."
"628, that's good," Gu Fei clicked on Pan Zhi's voice, and put the phone to his ear, "Listen to him."
"Old Yuan said that the review has not been completed, and this time the sentence was very strict. His paper was also judged strictly. I looked at the ranking and the total score was fourth, only two points lower than the third. According to his previous level, it is basically the same, and he has not regressed. Also, this time he was not deducted from the exam. You know the shit-like character he used to write, but it doesn't look like shit anymore, while reviewing While practicing calligraphy, do you think he is very good?"
Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue and returned the phone to Gu Fei.
"Well, the paper is already difficult, and the sentence is strict." Gu Fei said.
"How many points is the first?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"637." Gu Fei glanced at him.
Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue again.
After a while, he tutted again, and then he tutted out of control, from the classroom all the way to the school gate, tutting more than 80 times, and feeling drooling.
"Is your tongue okay?" Gu Fei sighed.
"It's ten points." Jiang Cheng said.
"Nine points." Gu Fei corrected him.
"Nine points, one question," Jiang Cheng frowned, "This is the gap."
"There are still more than two months." Gu Fei said.
"Fight." Jiang Cheng waved his arm.
Jiang Cheng's sentence "Fighting", probably only Gu Fei could understand.
After all, Jiang Cheng No. 4 Middle School's total score was 648, ranking first in the city. Lao Xu was so excited that his lips trembled on the podium.
Only Gu Fei knew that for Jiang Cheng, the exam paper was not very difficult. Even if they were the best high school in the city, it couldn’t compare to the previous high school attached to them.
According to Jiang Cheng's standards, he still needed to fight.
It's a very simple word, but it's scary to do it.
Gu Fei always felt that Jiang Cheng's state was already struggling, but he didn't know if he could do more.
In fact, the daily review time did not increase, but it was obvious that Jiang Cheng’s attention was more concentrated, and the time to glance at him during review was greatly reduced.
Even when eating supper, his eyes will stay on the book.
Such Jiang Cheng made Gu Fei feel surprised and proud, but as the days passed, he felt more panic.
This is the gap.
Jiang Cheng said something like this.
For Jiang Cheng, the difference refers to that few points.
For him, the gap is more complicated.
If you want to trace the source of this gap, it will go all the way to the depths, and finally you will find that starting from the root, the gap is already there.
These gaps will increase little by little over time, as the environment changes, as the people around you change, one year, two years, three years... Maybe in the end it will become only two relying on each other A gulf that the emotions of high school students are simply not able to fill.
"Gu Fei." Jiang Cheng put down the book.
"Huh?" Gu Fei looked at him.
"Pinch your neck." Jiang Cheng smiled.
Gu Fei walked behind him and pinched his neck: "Is it here?"
"En," Jiang Cheng lowered his head and touched the book again, "It's comfortable."
"Can you take a break?" Gu Fei asked.
"Rest now," Jiang Cheng retracted his hand, and after a while, he tilted his head, "Hey, I'm asking you."
"What?" Gu Fei tickled his face.
"Have you been in a bad mood recently?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Have you?" Gu Fei laughed, "Do you still have time to feel these things?"
"No?" Jiang Cheng looked back at him.
"No," Gu Fei said, "I'm just... a little nervous."
"What are you nervous about?" Jiang Cheng was a little at a loss.
"I can't tell," Gu Fei thought for a while, "After all, I am also someone who wants to take the college entrance examination."
"Fuck," Jiang Cheng was stunned for a while, then turned his head to be amused for a long time, "Why are you so unbelievable when you say this."
"Then you believe what I say." Gu Fei also laughed.
"You said you liked me," Jiang Cheng raised his head and leaned against his stomach, "I believe this."
"I like you," Gu Fei looked down at him, "I like the super invincible thunder lightning bolt."