Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Wait a minute, go over there and sit next to the monitor! If you have any questions about your studies, ask the monitor for help, and don't talk nonsense with other students."

During the evening self-study class, there were less than half of the students in the classroom, and most of them were local day students who did not have the habit of attending the evening self-study class. Teacher Ye seemed to think that I had no good intentions when I came to the evening self-study class, and that I was either here to talk nonsense with my classmates or to have fun.

This was exactly what I wanted. I walked to the seat, sat down, and smiled at Tang Xin. We had a tacit understanding. It seemed that Master Ye had done a good thing for me unintentionally.

But I started to get annoyed not long after I sat down. Because homework seemed a little too easy for me. How hard could it be for a second-year junior high school student? In less than half an hour, I had finished all the homework. I even used regular script for fun. If nothing else, I was a little confident in calligraphy.

Because only when the handwriting is clear can you get high scores in the exam. After all, every teacher who marks the test papers is an angel with broken wings.

"Have you finished writing?" Tang Xin asked in disbelief, staring at the neatly arranged homework and test papers on my desk.

"Yes."

"Let me be healthy."

As she flipped through my homework, her facial expression got out of control.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough. It won't look good if you open your mouth any wider." I reminded her quietly.

"Hey hey hey! Is this what you wrote? Is this really what you wrote?"

"Hmm? You don't believe it? Then I'll write a sentence for you~"

It's time to show off! He slowly took out the faded pen from the pencil case, opened the pen cap, and elegantly buckled it behind the pen body, then took out a piece of white paper, all in one smooth move. (Please type "上流" on the public screen)

The evil

I want to know you and live forever

The mountains are gone and the rivers are dry

Thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer

Heaven and Earth

Nai dare and Jun Jue!

This is a love song from the Han Dynasty folk song "Rao Ge", and it is also one of my favorite poems in my previous life. Even now, I still remember my high school Chinese teacher, a gentle and elegant woman, writing this poem slowly on the blackboard and reading it aloud to us affectionately.

Perhaps it was because I brought some of my own emotions into writing this line of lyrics, and a hint of tenderness was faintly revealed in the sharp strokes of the cursive script. It was originally a beautiful oath, but it revealed a bit of sadness under my pen.

"Can you give me this piece of paper?" Tang Xin certainly couldn't see the mystery in the words. There was nothing but admiration in her eyes. She probably just thought the words were beautifully written.

"Ha, is that necessary?"

"Have."

"Then I'll give it to you. Just tell me what you want. I can customize it for you later!"

I watched her carefully fold the draft paper, staggering the poem on each fold, until it finally became a small square and stuffed it into the pages of the book.

"Although Xiaomeng's handwriting is very good, she didn't pay much attention to the format when doing math problems!" Tang Xin put down my homework book and pointed at a trigonometric geometry problem of mine.

"You see, when setting, you can't just use symbols to indicate it, you have to describe it in detail in Chinese, including the intermediate processes, and you can't omit too much! We have just started learning, and we must write down every step of the process."

I thought I had written it in great detail, but apparently I had underestimated the requirements for junior high school students. It is obvious that some conclusions that we think we can draw at a glance still have to be written out step by step using some theorems in junior high school in order to get full marks.

"Pretty impressive," she said understatingly.

"what?"

"No mistakes."

She turned her head suddenly

"I can do very well, so why did I do so badly on the test?"

Ah, how should I know? I just got here. For a moment, I didn't know how to answer this question.

"Then let's test our true selves in this midterm test, okay?"

"Hmm..." Seeing her eyes full of expectation, he was distracted for a moment and agreed without thinking.

Only one class had passed. There were two evening self-study sessions, each lasting one hour. Looking at Tang Xin, who was sometimes writing furiously and sometimes frowning, I suddenly had some free time and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, in addition to the basic textbooks, junior high schools also provide some extracurricular derivative teaching books.

Just as I took out a book called "N City Local Textbook - Chinese" from my schoolbag and was about to start reading, Teacher Ye came to my side, knocked on my desk, and motioned for me to go out with her.

Chapter 8 Common Goals

After walking out of the classroom, Teacher Ye turned around and closed the door gently.

In October, although it is still hot in the south of the Yangtze River during the day, the temperature drops quickly at night. I didn't feel very cold when I came to school, but now the wind is already a little cool on my body. I can't help shivering when I feel the temperature drop.

The corridor lights in the teaching building were not very bright, and at this moment they seemed even weaker. I couldn't even see Teacher Ye's expression at the moment.

"Li Xiaomeng, why did you come to evening self-study today?" Teacher Ye's voice suddenly became less harsh and more gentle, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

I turned my head and looked into the classroom, paused for a few seconds, and answered her: "Emmm, maybe she wants to be admitted to No. 1 Middle School."

Teacher Ye's body swayed, perhaps he was a little surprised.

"It's a good thing to have a goal. The teacher also wants to apologize to you. It's wrong for me to punish you without investigating the truth of the matter."

Unexpectedly, it was my turn, but time has long since worn away that little conflict. Ultimately, most teachers beat students for their own good. Of course, it is not ruled out that some scumbags do it simply to vent their own perverted desires.

My behavior that day was more about feeling like I had returned to my middle school years and my behavior became more of a middle school age.

"Teacher, actually I did not do well either. I shouldn't have talked back to you." Since the teacher has already humbled herself and apologized to me, I must give her a good way out.

"Well, I believe you are a good child. Tell your teacher if your family is in financial difficulty."

It was difficult, but not forever. Once I graduated and started working, the difficult days would pass in a flash. But I didn't want to tell my teacher about my family's problems.

So I chose to remain silent.

"Tell me the truth, you didn't do anything bad, did you? After all, the teacher knows what the students said."

I quickly shook my head, expressing my helplessness, "Someone must be maliciously slandering me."

"Okay, teacher got it. Go back. If you come to study at night, wear more clothes. It's not good to catch a cold."

"Okay, thank you teacher."

After a few pleasantries, Teacher Ye and I returned to the classroom. The teacher had only been away for a short while, and many of the attentive students were whispering, so Teacher Ye had to knock on the table to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Teacher Ye, I hope I didn't make things difficult for you?" Tang Xin asked in my ear with some concern.

Her breath was as fragrant as orchid, and the warm air passed by my ears, making my ears feel a little hot.

"No, no! He just asked me some weird questions."

"Strange question?"

"Yeah, what's the goal or something?"

"How did you answer?"

"I want to take the entrance exam to No. 1 Middle School."

"That's great!"

"So good what?"

"We can still be classmates together!"

"Ugh……"

"Huh? Why are you sighing?"

"Nothing, I just feel like I still have to study for another nine years and I wonder when it will end."

"What? Like an adult."

"..."

After the evening self-study get out of class, it was almost 9 o'clock. Many parents were already standing at the school gate. It seemed that many day students chose to come to the school for self-study.

Because I was able to pack quickly, I stood on the balcony outside the classroom with my schoolbag on my back, looking out at the school, waiting for Tang Xin to come out.

Looking at the children walking home hand in hand with their parents, I still feel a little upset. In the end, it's just jealousy.

It’s great! My parents are here to pick me up.

"Let's go!" Tang Xin patted my shoulder and pulled me out of my trance. I guess she didn't notice my lost look.

"Okay, let's go out of school together!"

Tang Xin's home is in the west of N City, and mine is in the east. We are destined not to go home together, but at least we can walk out of the school gate together. The way home is a bit dark, but the security in the small town has always been good, so there is no need to worry about encountering danger if you go home too late.

I got home smoothly, but I seemed to have caught a cold. As soon as I stepped into the house, I sneezed three times. My aunt who just came out of the bathroom bumped into me.

"Have you caught a cold? Go and have a cup of hot water."

In the kitchen, the kettle was full of water, which looked like it had just been boiled. I poured a cup of hot water into my cup, added some boiled water, and drank it gently, and my body temperature quickly returned to normal.

I looked at the tableware, which was neatly placed on the shelf. The table and stove were well wiped, without any grease stains.

My aunt came in at this time, and seeing me looking around, she smiled and said, "Xiaoling is a very well-behaved child. She rushed to wash the dishes by herself and made them clean. Suddenly I felt that I was the one being taken care of."

"Yeah, Xiaoling is really good."

I said goodnight to my aunt, and as we passed each other and walked up the stairs, a few tears slid down my eyes and fell on the concrete stairs with a "pat, pat" sound. They didn't splash any flowers, but left a few faint marks.

It's all pretty good.

When I got to my room, I felt the phone in my pocket vibrate a few times. I took it out and saw that it was a text message from Tang Xin, which simply said "I got home safely" and a cute emoticon.

I'm home too :D

I also edited and looked at one, but unfortunately the Nokia I had didn't have any special third-party input method to choose from, so I could only use the Renaissance one.

Ding~ Soon a text message reply came again.

【Add me on QQ, my QQ number is 23913883. You can also post a lot of nice pictures on QQ. 】

Although Nokia cannot download various independent apps, Tencent QQ is still available among several native Java programs!

After a cough that lasted through time and space.

【hehe】

This was the first note Tang Xin had sent.

Ah this... At this time, "hehe" is still a laugh, and "chrysanthemum" is still probably a flower.