Song Qiaoxi thought she did well in the preliminary examination of Xiaoshengchu this time, ranking fourth in the class and top 20 in the division.
It was also the first time that she knew that this self-confessed good grade would not only fail the foreign language experimental class, but even the second-affiliated junior high school affiliated to the normal secondary school and the experimental class would have to work harder.
Chu Jin was in her heart. Although she was very good and powerful, because of the exam rankings in the class, he was always the first, and he never fell out of the top five in the class, so Song Qiaoxi didn't feel that the gap between the two was that big. big.
Listening to what Teacher Feng and her mother told me today gave 11-year-old Song Qiaoxi a sense of crisis for the first time.
She stared blankly at Chu Jin, he must have heard the conversation between Teacher Feng and his mother, but there was no expression on his face, his eyes were fixed on the question book in front of him, and the pen in his hand did not stop.
"Hey," Song Qiaoxi couldn't help poking him with her finger, "Did you hear what Teacher Feng said?"
Chu didn't lift his head, and hummed in a low voice.
"Oh... ... "
Song Qiaoxi lowered her head and said nothing.
He knew and heard...
So, did Chu Jin tacitly go to the experimental middle school, or the experimental class of the Second Affiliated High School or the First Middle School
Song Qiaoxi herself didn't want to go straight to the Second Affiliated High School, she wanted to go to a foreign language school.
When she was very young, sister Qiu Meng told her that the school of her dreams had English foreign teachers, beautiful school uniforms, various extracurricular clubs, and could learn a second foreign language...
Just thinking about it, the door of the teacher's office opened, and Song Qiaoxi heard her mother say, "Xixi, do everything, pack up your schoolbags, let's go home."
"Mom, Teacher Feng..."
Song Qiaoxi called her mother, nodded to Teacher Feng, and obediently packed her schoolbag.
The three of them walked to the school gate together, out of the small alley of the elementary school attached to the normal school, and their mother stopped a taxi on the main road.
In 2001, there were no yellow-faced people running around the streets of Qizhou a few years ago.
Now, the taxis running on the streets of Qizhou City are all Jetta, Santana VISTA, Santana 3000, Kia and other models, and the colors are also rich, white, red, blue, green, any color.
Mom stopped a white Santana, and the three returned to the compound together.
When I got home, it was rare for my father to get home from get off work on time.
Some time ago, because of the big news that the twin towers in the United States were bombed, the entire newspaper office was busy working overtime for a long time.
At that time, the whole class was discussing this matter. Most of the sixth grade and fifth class were children of the newspaper company.
Song Qiaoxi almost had a big fight with Wang Junyang because of this.
Wang Junyang argued with her at the time, "The United States deserved it, who let them bomb our Yugoslav embassy and crashed into the plane of Martyr Wang Wei. They deserved to be hit!"
"However, the people who died were civilian bosses, and they were people just like us. They had families, parents, and children. Do you think such people deserve to die? They didn't do anything bad."
At that time, Song Qiaoxi and Wang Junyang fought hard.
The two children quarreled for a long time, and it was useless for all the members of the "Little Gang of Five" to try to persuade them. For this reason, Song Qiaoxi and Wang Junyang didn't say a word for many days. didn't forgive him.
Song Qiaoxi still remembered seeing on TV at that time, such a tall building collapsed at the waist, the thick smoke and the crying crowd made her unable to hold back her tears in front of the TV.
They are so pitiful, they all say that the country is bad and bad, but what's wrong with the common people? Suffered, but also to be said to deserve it.
Later, she also specifically asked Chu Jin's opinion, but after Chu Jin heard it, she only asked herself a very strange question.
He asked: "Last time, in the letter sent to you by Sister Qiu Meng, I mentioned some of the best photography universities in the world. Those schools are all in the United States. Do you want to go to the United States to go to university?"
This question really asked her.
Song Qiaoxi blinked, tilted her head to think for a long time, and finally failed to give Chu an answer.
The discussion about the United States seems to have stopped here, and the "Little Gang of Five" tacitly did not mention it again after that.
Father Song opened the door for the three of them, and said cheerfully, "You're back? Did you come to the stage to share your educational experience again today, hahaha, aren't the faces of the parents sitting under the stage ugly?"
"Just your poor mouth, has the rice been steamed?"
Qiao Qin asked while changing his shoes.
"Steamed, steamed, everything went well, the chicken wings were marinated, the tomatoes were peeled, and the eggs were beaten. On the way back, I bought a piece of beef with sauce, pine nuts, and red sausage with garlic. The good pieces are in the steamer, by the way, the garlic has also been peeled..." Father Song took off his schoolbag for Song Qiaoxi, muttered a lot of the work he had just completed, and patted Chu Jin on the shoulder to squeeze him. Winking his eyes, he turned his head and said to his daughter-in-law, "What else is there to do, please instruct the leader!"
"You don't have anything to do with the kitchen. Go and put the clothes in the basin into the washing machine."
Song Mama waved her hand, put down the purse in her hand, and hurriedly entered the kitchen.
"Okay." Father Song put his daughter's schoolbag on the shoe stool by the door and went to the bathroom to do some work.
Because Song Jianguo prepared in advance, Qiao Qincai cooked quickly.
In the evening, on the table of the Song family were a plate of braised chicken wings, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a small plate of cucumbers, sliced beef in sauce and pine nuts belly, and steamed red sausages with garlic that had just been steamed. The main food was pearl white rice. .
Song Qiaoxi usually likes to eat braised chicken wings the most, because the braised chicken wings made by her mother are not the same as the braised chicken wings outside. She can eat six or seven chicken wings in one meal.
Song's braised chicken wings, in addition to the regular soy sauce, cooking wine, five-spice powder and other seasonings, will be stewed with half a bottle of Sprite instead of water.
The chicken wings cooked in this way taste extra sweet, the meat is soft and tender, with a little citric acid, and it is not greasy, and the bibimbap with chicken wings is also delicious.
It's a pity that at the dinner table today, Song Qiaoxi had an average appetite and was still thinking about going to junior high school.
Such delicious chicken wings, I stopped using my chopsticks after nibbling on two. I used tomato scrambled eggs to finish the rice in the bowl. The garlic sausage, pine nut belly and sauce beef were not touched. I went back to the room to write. Homework, get off the table first.
"Xixi," her mother put down her chopsticks and stopped her, "after everyone has finished eating, we will have a family meeting later."
Song Qiaoxi froze for a moment, family meeting
In my memory, my parents rarely had anything to do, and they needed to discuss it with Chu Jin in front of them.
She swept her eyes, and he slowly ate the rice with a spoon, without making a sound, his expression as usual.
Chu Jin put down the spoon in his hand, waited for the food in his mouth to finish chewing, and nodded to Mother Song.
After dinner, father and mother sat on the sofa, Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi sat on the other side of the sofa, and the first family meeting of the Song family officially began.
Together, the father and mother spoke out about the junior high schools in Qizhou where the two children had the opportunity to enter, and analyzed the pros and cons and the admission requirements.
The Song family has always been democratic and open. Both Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin felt that as their two children grew older, teenage children had their own opinions.
Parents can provide them with suggestions for further education, but the final choice depends on the child's own learning interests.
Although, they all felt that their daughter Song Qiaoxi had a lively personality and strong divergent thinking, so she was not suitable for the dead-end study route. It was very suitable for the teaching style of foreign language schools and suitable for engaging in art.
Chu Jin is a very traditional good student, with self-discipline, strong learning ability, and very high talent.
And several of the best public middle schools in Qizhou City have thrown an olive branch to Chu Jin. The couple felt that from the perspective of long-term development, Chu Jin is more suitable for public schools, schools and teachers such as the Provincial Experimental School or the Second Affiliated Normal School. The focus will be on cultivating competitive talents.
"Xixi, Chu Jin, we still want to hear your own thoughts, advantages, disadvantages, and future development path. Mom and Dad have made it very clear."
Qiao Qin lowered her head and took a sip of warm water, and asked the two children gently.
Song Qiaoxi curled up on the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms, her feet in white socks moved, she has been listening carefully, this is the first choice in her life.
Looking at Chu Jin who was sitting beside him, he put his hands on his knees and looked thoughtful.
"Xixi, tell your parents first, where do you want to go to junior high school?" Dad asked.
"I want to study foreign languages. Ding Miao, Ding Yi and Wang Junyang also have to take foreign language exams. I don't want to be separated from my good friends..." Song Qiaoxi said. As for other legitimate reasons, in fact, parents and Chu knew it as soon as possible. She continued, "But Teacher Feng said that I couldn't pass the foreign language experimental class, so I had to go to the regular class."
After speaking, Xixi was a little aggrieved, the pillow in her arms tightened, and her chin rested on it.
She always thought that her grades were not bad, but Teacher Feng said so directly that she would not be able to enter the experimental class, and she must have felt bad.
Whether it is an adult or a child, no one likes to be denied by others.
Seeing Dad open his mouth and was about to say something, Song Qiaoxi heard Chu Jin's voice first.
"Do you think what Teacher Feng said must be right?" Chu Jin turned his head and stared into her eyes, speaking in a calm tone, "She said you couldn't get into the foreign language experimental class, so you gave up so easily. , are you not willing to try hard? There are still seven months before the foreign language entrance exam, even if you can't get into the experimental class at your current level, but what about seven months later?"
Song Qiaoxi lifted her chin from the pillow and stared at Chu Jin, she was a little unconfident.
Although the Primary School Affiliated to Teachers College is the best primary school in Qizhou with the highest teaching quality, the foreign language school recruits students from the whole province, and the best students from the whole province compete for the places in the experimental class.
There are only two classes in the foreign language experimental class, each with 60 students, and we have to fight for the 120 students.
The remaining 18 classes are all ordinary classes, but they are also arranged according to the admission ranking. You can tell others how many classes you are in, and you can know where your grades are in the school.
And she also heard that in the junior high school of the foreign language school, the classes will be disrupted every semester, and the classes will be reclassified according to the grades.
Thinking about it this way, the pressure at school is really great.
You must know that the province where Qizhou is located has the most special products that are not lacking in "student tyrants" and various "student gods", and it is also a province with a large population...
Song Qiaoxi pointed at herself and asked Chu Jin hesitantly, "Can I do it?"
"You can. Before you thought you couldn't keep up with math, it didn't take long for us to catch up. Starting tomorrow, I'll help you make a review plan. We will be admitted to the foreign language experimental class together."
Chu Jin's voice was firm, and it seemed that no one could question him.
Even Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin, who were sitting on the side, looked at each other, either because they didn't believe in Chu Jin's ability, or because they felt that although their daughter was smart, she couldn't compare with Chu Jin's "crushing" level of high IQ. .
When Xixi was admitted to the foreign language experimental class, the two of them felt that even if they signed her up for a remedial class alone, or asked a tutor to help her in the exam for the junior high school, they would not hold out much hope.
This child, Chu Jin, so firmly believes that Song Qiaoxi can be admitted to the foreign language experimental class
Wait, what Chu Jin seemed to say just now was, "Let's be admitted to the foreign language experimental class together"
"Do you want to learn foreign languages too?"
Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, she threw the pillow in her hand at will, and knelt down on the sofa before Chu Jin.
"Well, I will take the foreign language test with you." Chu Jin said.
Song Qiaoxi couldn't believe her ears. She raised her head to look at her parents and returned to Chu Jin. "Then, what about the provincial experiment and the experimental class in the Second Affiliated High School? Teacher Feng said they gave you a scholarship!"
"Do you want to go to the provincial experiment, or the Second Affiliated High School?"
His voice was soft, with a little smile in his questioning.
"I don't want to go to the provincial experiment, and I don't want to go to the Second Affiliated High School... Their school uniforms are too ugly." Song Qiaoxi told the truth.
The school uniforms of the provincial experiment and the Second Affiliated High School were all sportswear like a sack of sacks. She saw her brothers and sisters in the courtyard wearing them, they were really ugly.
Chu Jin shook his head helplessly and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to go, I will take foreign language exams without considering these two schools."
Dad Song clasped his hands together and coughed lightly, "Cough, that's all, the science competition teachers in the provincial experiment are very good, why don't you think about it?"
I hope that the two children go to the same school, which is much more convenient for him and Qiao Qin, and it is also safe to go to and from school together.
Just from the perspective of parents, the provincial experiment is indeed more suitable for Chu.
"Uncle Song, Aunt Qiao, I don't think about other schools. I have learned that the results of foreign language science competitions are not worse than other schools in Qizhou City, but because the results of foreign language teaching are more outstanding, people generally think that foreign language schools are only foreign language teaching. it is good.
Of course, the tuition fees for foreign languages are more expensive, but the first place in the school entrance examination has a scholarship of 10,000 yuan, so that I can pay for my tuition by myself. "
Chu Jin said these words calmly, and took a sip from the cup on the coffee table.
"Everything, it's not about money." Father Song said with a frown.
Chu Jin glanced at Song Qiaoxi, turned his head, and said to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, "I know, but I only consider foreign languages, uncle and aunt, don't worry, I promise to let Song Qiaoxi be admitted to the foreign language experimental class."
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When Song Qiaoxi and his group of elementary school students first entered elementary school in 1996, the school's teaching style was still the most traditional "examination-oriented education". By 1997, they had caught up with "quality education".
Generally speaking, from the first grade to the fifth grade, Song Qiaoxi did not feel much pressure in learning until the sixth grade of primary school.
Unified entrance examination for primary school, primary school graduation examination, foreign language school entrance examination...
Although the pressure of these exams is paediatric compared to the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, for Song Qiaoxi, who has never experienced a big test in her two lifetimes and lived to be eleven years old for the first time, she really felt the pressure.
The advantage is that Chu Jin is by her side, helping her convert stress into motivation.
In the past few months, in addition to tailoring a review plan for her, Chu Jin has been encouraging Song Qiaoxi in many ways.
For example, if the score of the mock test paper in daily practice improves, she will be rewarded for eating KFC once.
For example, in the final exam of the sixth grade last semester, if she was in the top ten in mathematics, she would take her to eat the newly opened Pizza Hut in Quancheng Square, and also promised to help Song Qiaoxi make a half-meter high salad tower.
For another example, two people reviewed to the end and began to do the real questions of the foreign language entrance test over the years. If Song Qiaoxi could meet the admission score of the experimental class, they would take her to eat the latest rice burger from Dicos.
To deal with snacks, it is estimated that she can only use eating to tempt her to learn and improve...
Even Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin said that Chu Jin was really "well-intentioned" when they saw it. They felt that Chu Jin was more attentive to their daughter's studies than the two of them who were parents.
Fortunately, Chu Jin's hard work, and Song Qiaoxi's attitude towards learning, earnestly and hard work paid off.
In the third mock test for junior promotion, Song Qiaoxi entered the top ten in the class, which surprised all the teachers, including the head teacher, Mrs. Shen.
Time flies so fast, in May 2002, the annual entrance exam for Qizhou Foreign Language School was coming.
On the day of the foreign language entrance examination, the weather was very good, neither too hot nor too cold. It seemed that God was helping this group of primary school students who were facing their first "big test" in life.
The Primary School Affiliated to the Teachers College organized a minibus to send the students who signed up for the test to the test room.
When queuing up, the "Little Gang of Five" stood together as usual.
Song Qiaoxi took Ding Miao's hand and lined up at the front of the line. Behind her was Chu Jin who was flipping through books, plugged in headphones to listen to Jay Chou's Wang Junyang and Ding Yi who was flipping comic books.
In the sixth grade, class five, children with good studies or good family conditions basically applied for the foreign language school, and there were a few tall boys like Jiang Qisheng in the back row of the team.
Taking out the Alpine candy in his pocket, Song Qiaoxi tore open the wrapping paper and shared it with everyone. Turning his head, he saw Zhao Xin standing in the back row in the crowd.
Zhao Xin grabbed the strap of the schoolbag a little awkwardly, and glanced at them from time to time.
"Miaomiao, Zhao Xin is also going to take the foreign language test?" Song Qiaoxi smiled and waved at Zhao Xin, with candy in her mouth, and turned to ask Ding Miao.
She remembered that Zhao Xin's father said that when Zhao Xin entered junior high school, he would be transferred back to Beijing to go to school.
Ding Miao pushed her glasses and shook her head indifferently, "He didn't tell me, I don't know."
Song Qiaoxi leaned on Ding Miao's ear and whispered, "Isn't he your same table? You two have a good relationship, why, are you arguing?"
"No... No quarrel." Ding Miao blushed slightly and turned her head to look elsewhere.
Well, why is Miaomiao blushing
Isn't it hot today
Before waiting to ask, the teacher greeted everyone to get on the bus, Song Qiaoxi forgot about this, and grabbed Ding Miao's hand to get on the bus.
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The entrance examination room of the foreign language school is located on its own campus.
This is Song Qiaoxi's first visit to the campus of a foreign language school. Everything she sees is novel. The campus of the junior high school is not very large, but it is very warm. The teaching buildings and decorations on the campus remind her of the foreign high schools she has seen on TV.
Song Qiaoxi, Chu Jin, Ding Miao, and Zhao Xin were in the same exam room, on the top and sixth floors of the foreign language school.
Also on the sixth floor was Jiang Qisheng, but they were not in the same class. Wang Junyang and Ding Yi were assigned to the examination room on the first floor.
Chu Jin happened to be sitting next to Song Qiaoxi, across a corridor.
Before the hair rolls, her palms were still sweating slightly, she glanced to the right, Song Qiaoxi found that Chu Jin was also looking at her.
On a May day, the boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt with his forehead hair covering his eyebrows. He raised his eyelids, nodded slightly, and moved his lips.
Chu Jin didn't make a sound, but Song Qiaoxi understood his lips.
"Come on, be careful."
These two sentences, Chu Jin often said to himself during the review period.
It was also because of these two words that Song Qiaoxi's heart that was so nervous became quiet.
After getting the paper, she browsed it first, then took a deep breath and wrote with confidence.
After the exam, Song Qiaoxi really felt a sense of liberation, although there were still the unified entrance exam for junior high school and the sixth grade final exam in June.
But comparing the difficulty of the foreign language school entrance exams, those two exams are simply a piece of cake.
The entrance exam for foreign language schools has always been very difficult, and the most difficult questions are as difficult as those in the third grade of junior high school.
She thought she could do it, and she answered it all, and after checking it several times, she also corrected a few wrong questions because of carelessness and inattentiveness.
When you think about it, there is no regret at all.
It is best to be admitted to the experimental class. If she really fails, Song Qiaoxi will not regret it, because she has already worked hard with all her strength.
After the exam, Ding Miao went to the bathroom, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin were waiting for her in the bustling corridor.
"Drink water." Chu Jin leaned against the railing, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and handed it to her, "I haven't drank water all morning, and my lips are dry."
"Ah, I forgot to drink water!" After taking the mineral water, Song Qiaoxi poured it into her stomach, touched her mouth with the back of her hand, raised her head and asked, "How did you do in the test?"
"No problem." Chu Jin looked downstairs, twisted the lid of the water bottle from her hand, paused and then asked, "What do you want to eat on the weekend, take you to eat Pizza Hut or KFC? After the test, I don't want it anymore, it's all over. ."
"Huh?" To Song Qiaoxi's surprise, he didn't ask how he did in the test.
The corridor became very quiet, and most of the students went downstairs after their exams.
She also followed the way of Chu Jin, leaning on the railing, looking at the stairs to consider whether to eat KFC or Pizza Hut on weekends.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed two familiar figures standing at the entrance of the stairs. Song Qiaoxi tilted his head, wanting to take a closer look.
It's Jiang Qisheng and Zhao Xin. It seems that there is some conflict between the two of them. How many words have they argued
Zhao Xin panicked and wanted to take something from his schoolbag, but he didn't hold the mineral water bottle in his hand and threw it on Jiang Qisheng's pants.
Jiang Qisheng stepped forward and shoved Zhao Xin, Zhao Xin bowed his head and ducked...
The next second, Song Qiaoxi covered her mouth in shock.
Jiang Qisheng didn't step on his feet firmly, and rolled down the stairs like a ball!