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Chapter 21: The Strange Xiang Lingling

On April 29, the weather was fine and the campus of Beihai No. 1 Middle School.

Today is the last day of class before the May Day holiday. The students in Grade One and Grade Two can no longer contain the power in their bodies. They listened to the teacher's lecture absently, and did not know what the teacher was talking about anyway.

The current weather is like the enthusiastic anticipation of the holiday deep in their hearts, and it gradually heats up.

But for high school students, this is the last vacation before the college entrance examination. In the next month, what awaits them will be the hardest days of their eighteen years of life.

Although it is hard work, they have gained the most important wealth in this life. At this age, they don't know how important the college entrance examination is to them, but their parents and teachers know.

Therefore, a child who is about to take the college entrance examination embodies the hope and hard work of many people.

Fang Yuan walked into the campus under the bright sunshine. The air here seemed to be fresher than outside, with a special smell mixed in it. Fang Yuan knew that it was the fragrance of books and the smell of knowledge.

In the classroom, there are always students who arrive earlier than Fang Yuan, and they can hear their recitations as soon as they enter the classroom.

"There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many miles it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of Peng, I don't know how many miles..." It is a student who is reciting Xiaoyaoyou, and it is also one of the most difficult ancient passages in high school.

"Cos30° is equal to the root of two, and sin30° is equal to one half..." This is a student carrying a mathematical formula

"Holdout persist, hope; holdout persist, hope..." There are also students who are reciting English phrases.

Every student has his own place to strengthen. Fang Yuan sat down in his seat and turned out a small book among the many books on the table. This is his collection of wrong questions. In this good morning, he must be right. Summarize and review the previous deficiencies.

Such scenes have happened every day during the year, and Fang Yuan has become accustomed to such a life.

Different from the living habits in college, in high school, we can always arrive in the classroom before 6 in the morning, we can see the beautiful sunshine every morning, breathe the freshest air in the day, and we want to see every day. People.

This is the most memorable thing in the school days. There are always people or things in the school that can attract you.

The first thing Fang Yuan does when he comes to school every day is to walk to the familiar seat in front of him and put in the drinks and food he bought for her. This is a habit he has developed in three years, although Fang Yuan was in the beginning. Not willing, but as time went on, Fang Yuan was in it and even made it a habit.Maybe this is the power of time.

The morning time passed extremely quickly, and if you didn't pay attention, the early self-study officially started.

This is also true early self-study in the past three years in high school. Teachers of various subjects no longer occupy their self-study time. At this time, the efficiency of self-study is higher than that of teachers.

The role of the teacher at this stage is to "solve puzzles". The nearly three years of "preaching" career has given students their own understanding and cognition. At this stage, high school students have formed their own knowledge system.

Recently, Fang Yuan has become the "sweet rice cake" in the eyes of teachers of various subjects. Of course, Fang Yuan is also the one with the most questions. Even teachers have to think for a long time to give Fang Yuan an answer.

At this stage, Fang Yuan has gradually approached the bottleneck in various subjects. He slowed down and began to increase his depth and breadth, instead of blindly asking himself to move forward.He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to break through the bottleneck in front of him.

But before the opportunity comes, he needs to make his foundation stronger, to use a sentence in "Lao Tzu".

"The platform of a hundred zhang starts from the base soil; the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." This is the most appropriate description of Yuan Yuan at this stage.

During this period of time, Fang Yuan no longer cared about how much his experience had grown. What he cared about was how much knowledge he had not acquired in high school.

Now Fang Yuan is like a kid who is addicted to card games. He regards the knowledge of high school as a card. His ultimate goal is to collect all the cards and form the best card group. , So as to be invincible.

For him, he doesn't know whether such a state is good or bad, but he knows that the day when he loses his lead is the day he succeeds.

The upcoming college entrance examination is an opportunity for Fang Yuan, an opportunity to let him lose his lead and rebirth.

"Oh, Fang Yuan is cute, the food I brought to me today is not bad, I would like to eat it!" Xiang Lingling, who had just entered the classroom, took the food Fang Yuan had put on her table and sat down to Fang Yuan's. In front, with his chin stuck, he looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Just our relationship, don't I know what you are willing to eat?" Fang Yuan was a little embarrassed by Xiang Lingling's enthusiastic gaze.

"Hey, Fang Yuan's excellent performance in this exam makes me very gratified. The unconvincing kid in my family has finally grown up." Xiang Lingling leaned forward and brought her face to Fang Yuan's face. A relieved expression on his face.

"Hey! Big sister, can we pay attention to the influence, little brother, I am still single now, how will I be my girlfriend in the future?" Seeing the girl in front of him, Fang Yuan frowned, feeling the fragrance of the girl and then to him Fang Yuan took a deep breath and said helplessly.

"Oh, my little cutie is about to grow up, and I know that attention will affect it. It really makes me feel sad. I have just left me for a few days. Is it so strange?" She said, Xiang Lingling made a pair With a heartbroken look, he hugged his head with his arms and lay on the table.

"Okay, okay, I'm really scared of you. I would like to treat you to something delicious at noon today, just as a celebration for me!" Fang Yuan saw Xiang Lingling's appearance.Quickly begged for mercy.

"Well, I want to eat the newly opened restaurant in front of the school. I heard that his rice balls and sushi are super delicious." Xiang Lingling instantly became happy and said happily.

"By the way, don't forget to bring your cousin, or you should say that I am not interesting enough!" Fang Yuan added.

"What do you want him to do? He can eat so well, and he doesn't look as good as my little cutie. Calling him should affect his appetite!" Xiang Lingling pouted, looking unhappy.

She didn't know if the idiot in front of her was really ignorant or pretending to be stupid. In the past three years, he had evaded him in this way countless times.Xiang Lingling was a little angry, whoever blinded herself to such a dull boy.

After three years, Xiang Lingling's heart was filled with helplessness. Although she became best friends with the other party in these three years, the other party just pretended not to understand anything. This made Xiang Lingling annoyed at the same time. A trace of helplessness.

"You can't let me confess first, right? I'm a girl! I'm a idiot, I'm giving you a period of time, if you don't..."

Thinking of this, Xiang Lingling's mood suddenly became bad. She sullenly snorted Xiang Fangyuan indifferently, turned and returned to her seat, holding her arms, wondering what she was angry with.

Fang Yuan looked at the rich face of the girl in front of him, feeling in his heart, it really is "a woman's heart, a needle in the sea", never try to guess what a woman is thinking, because the next moment they will let you know what despair is.

Fang Yuan shook his head, smiled helplessly, then stopped thinking about these things, lowered his head and continued to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge.

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