When Su Xingyang returned home, Father Su was surprised when he saw him, and asked him, "Isn't it about 20 days of training? Why are you back now? The training is over?"
Su Xingyang couldn't help feeling a little sad.
In the past few days of the training camp, he really couldn't concentrate. For some reason, his mind was filled with the phrase his second sister said: "My mother."
Is it for her that only her uncle and aunt are her parents, is it only her elder cousin and second cousin are her brothers, then...what about him?
This discovery made him totally uneasy to learn, extremely... lost.
He only knew that in her heart, she didn't regard him as a brother or family at all.
But he could not blame her.
Especially after he got home, on the balcony facing the north, the desks and tatami mats were already covered with dust.
When Dad made this tatami for her, he had to look at her grandma’s face, and was scolded by her grandma for it. All of them thought that they had done their best to decorate this balcony for the second sister. After all... …Second sister has her own'room'.
Su Xingyang sat on the sofa, and suddenly covered his eyes with his hands. His eyes were particularly uncomfortable, and hot tears flowed down his fingers.
Mrs. Su was shocked when she saw it, and hurriedly ran over to him and asked him, "What's wrong with Yangyang? Goodbye, why are you crying? Did you fail the exam? It's okay. I didn't do well this time. Let's work hard next time. Grandma burned the salmon you like to eat, and bought you pecan kernels on your table. It’s brain-filling. My grandson will be smarter after eating it!"
Su Xingyang shook his head choked with his face buried in his palm.
The old lady changed her face: "Did that stinky girl bully you? I knew that was not a good thing!"
Su Xingyang looked up at his grandmother. He didn't understand why he could be so kind and kind to his grandmother and dislike the second sister for more than ten years. He sucked his nose, wiped his red eyes and asked Mrs. Su: "Grandma, Do you hate the second sister so much because she is a girl?"
"What are you talking about? She..." The old lady was furious, and instantly said many of Su Xingchen's shortcomings: "Which little girl does not return home like her? Which little girl has her hair dyed colorfully like her ?"
"She hasn't dyed her hair now?"
"No hair dyed? Hair cut like a big or small guy! Look at how many people like her? They also confronted me and scolded me for being immortal, such an inconvenient thing. She was born and I didn't strangle her. They are all worthy of her!" The old lady was mean and disdainful.
Su Xingyang wiped his tears and got up: "Grandma, I'm back to the room."
He is sixteen years old, his height has grown to 1.75 meters, he is thin and long, his skin is naturally tender and white like Su Mu, and his face has baby fat, and his skin is better than Su Mu and Su Xingyue To get better, he doesn't even get tanned. He always thinks he is too creamy. He always likes to play basketball for an hour after school. After a winter, his skin is still milky white and tender.
In fact, he is not the only one in his family, his mother, his elder sister, and his second sister all have good skin. Even his father used to be white and fat. It's just that he has been repairing cars every day and getting tanned in the past few years.
After the third exam was over, after this batch was eliminated, the mathematics competition class was directly integrated into the same class, because the remaining batch is basically determined to represent the school in the next competition. There are a group of people, so the next classes are very targeted, and the pace of class has been significantly accelerated.
After class, the teachers in these training camps also chatted together and said with a smile: "If you are teaching these students every day, no matter where you have headaches or progress, no matter how fast you progress, they can keep up."
To be able to teach such a competition class and bring such students is really a kind of enjoyment for the teacher.
Of course, in this case, they would not say it in front of the students. In front of the students, they were as if Teacher Ke was in possession, all of them were very serious.
The fourth exam is over and their training camp is also over.
The teachers corrected the papers overnight, and sent them the papers on the night they left.
Although it is useless to report scores at this time, the teacher is still used to reporting everyone's scores again, because when they meet again, they will no longer be classmates in the training class, but opponents.
Reporting their scores also allows each of them to have a clearer understanding of their opponents.
"Liu Fuzong, ninety-eight."
"Zhao Moqin, ninety-nine."
"Chu Yunzhi, ninety-nine."
"Li Dongsheng, ninety-one."
"Zhang Shideng, eighty-five."
"Shen Jinghong, ninety-five."
"Su Xingchen." The teacher paused. Zhang Shideng, who had just scored 85 points, quickly looked back at Su Xingchen.
Just heard the teacher say: "Ninety-six."
"Get out of here, you will no longer be the classmates of the training class, you are the opponents, but in the end, you may also become teammates. I look forward to the day when you will become teammates and represent our country and compete against the elites of other countries. I also look forward to you. To win honors for our motherland, at that time, I will be proud and proud of teaching such outstanding students as you!" The teacher who gave the lecture still had no expression. After speaking this paragraph, he waved his hand: "get out of class end!"
Thunderous applause.
This slender old man who had been serious for twenty days finally showed a smile on his face, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I wish you all good results."
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun is not so strong anymore, but it is still hot and grilling the earth.
In front of the teaching building is the office building, which casts a big shadow on the large area of air conditioning in front of the teaching building.
A total of more than 100 people from the remaining classes gathered in the shadow on the back of the office building.
What should be said, the teachers said it was almost the same, and finally said a short routine routinely, and the teachers from each school took the students from each school back to their respective schools.
Before the start of the bus, Mr. Ke stood in the bus and said to everyone: "It's getting late now. Don't run around when you get off the bus when you get to school. Your family will pick you up. Wait for your family to pick up. Go back." Teacher Chen added: "When you get home, you will report your safety in the group. Don't go back too late."
Teacher Ke stared directly: "You call your family now and let them pick you up."
The attitude of not letting them get out of the car without making a phone call is tough and domineering.
The students in Teacher Ke’s own class have long been accustomed to the domineering style of their own head teacher, and they are very used to calling their parents. For other classes, if their head teacher is not here, they don’t know what to do, but it seems that Teacher Ke is so fierce. The classmates who wanted to have fun before going back also took out their mobile phones and called their parents helplessly.
Teacher Ke himself also has a parent group here. He is too lazy to type, and directly informs all parents in the group to pick up their children from school.
Teacher Chen added words later and posted it in the group.
There are several other teachers in the company. Seeing that Teacher Ke and Teacher Chen have arranged properly, I added a few other words, mainly instructing them not to play outside, and they came to the school to register on August 30 and live in the room. Students arrive in the dormitory on the 31st and come to study in the evening on time. School starts on September 1, and on the Saturday of the first week of school, it is the qualifier exam for the school competition class. This exam is The specific list of people who are determined to be out of the school competition:
"Don’t forget Saturday when you come! Don’t relax when you go back these few days. You should read books or do problems if you should do problems. The teachers in the training class have also assigned you a lot of homework. People check it and relax their vigilance. It’s only a dozen days, and it’s not short or long. Don’t think that the training is over and you can have fun when you go back."
Those students who were thinking about where to go to play in the next ten days before getting off the car, all of their scalp tightened.
Teacher Chen sat on the opposite side of the aisle next to Su Xingchen, and asked her with a smile, "How have you been in these twenty days?"
"It's fine." Su Xingchen nodded with a smile.
Su Xingchen is the only one in Teacher Chen's class among all the students. The others have three experimental classes for Grade One and three experimental classes for Grade Two.
Teacher Ke is the head teacher of the first class in the second year of high school, and Teacher Chen is their wife, and they are also very close to Teacher Chen.
Teacher Chen said happily: "I heard from your teacher that you are making very fast progress. You only took 69 exams when you first entered. This time you took 96 exams."
Su Xingchen's progress is so fast, Teacher Chen is happier than Su Xingchen.
She watched this student's progress little by little until she got the current grade, and she will no longer be in her class from the next semester. Teacher Chen is very reluctant.
Although she has only brought Su Xingchen for a year, she always feels that even twenty years later, thirty years later, she will still remember this student, remember the student of this year, remember that he always sits with her , A young man with green hair on his head.
She couldn't help laughing. She didn't know what kind of mood these students would be thinking of these times now, twenty or thirty years later.
Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at her husband. When she was talking to Su Xingchen, Teacher Ke had been looking at her. At this time, she turned her head and hit Teacher Ke's eyes.
Teacher Ke grabbed her hand and placed it on her sturdy thigh, "What did you think of?"
"Think of our high school." Teacher Chen said with a gentle smile, "Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, we are all over forty."
Teacher Ke didn't hurt the spring and autumn so much. He just held her hand, adjusted the position of the shoulder to the right height, and asked Teacher Chen to lean on his shoulder: "Sleep for a while, I will call you when it comes."
Zhao Moqin looked at Teacher Ke and Teacher Chen, and at Su Xingchen, his eyes stayed on her for less than a second, then he cast his eyes out of the window.
Normally, it takes only one hour to get from the second middle school to the foreign language high school, but now it is the peak time for get off work hours and the road is congested. They drove for nearly two hours.
As night fell gradually, the city’s thousands of lights lit up the prosperous city.
Zhao Moqin looked through the blurry reflection of the car window glass and kept his eyes on Su Xingchen.
In fact, he couldn't see her at all. The back of the bus blocked most of her figure, leaving only the top of her head and arms.
He didn't know what he was looking at, thinking that he was actually tangling with what he had said to kill Matt, and he frowned again, very upset.
But because he knew what kind of person she used to be, and what kind of person she was now, he cared more about what he once said: "I don't like killing Matt."
"Anyone who kills Matt can study hard for you and get to the first grade. This is a miracle!"
"In addition to the power of love, I don't know what else can be done."
"Mochin, really, if she confesses to you, accept her, I'm all moved by her."
She cut off the colorful hairstyle and washed the lead on her face. She was doing the problem seriously at her grandfather's house. She smiled and nodded to him...
The clearest and most lingering scene in his mind was when she smiled at him and nodded... smiled and nodded...
He just wanted to know what she thought, what she had said, was it just a joke she said casually, or... if she really studied hard for him, she would have walked to him before she left. , They are so close, why is she still...
He frowned. Just when the thought passed by, he saw Cheng Kangyao, who was lazily leaning against the school entrance wall outside the car window.