Tay Giang Province, Dong Rao City.

The sunset is already on its back. There were a few long clouds in the sky, like bright and dazzling colored silk, decorating the sky overhead that was about to fall into the night.

The gentle evening breeze blows the reeds and aquatic plants on the banks of the Dongjiang River, and everything looks so comfortable. However, Kong Shucheng walked by the river with his head down, but he was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery in front of him. This time, in the sophomore exam, he encountered Waterloo again.

The total score is 404.

Half an hour ago, my father transferred him 500 yuan for food on WeChat, and asked about the test results by the way. Kong Shucheng knew that his heart was not very good, so he had to divert the topic and post a video of a black man carrying the coffin. Dad didn't laugh or ask about the results, but he had apparently guessed the results. Father and son are often like this, their hearts are sharp, and silence is better than sound.

At this moment, he recalled the scene at the beginning of his first year of high school. On that day, the wind was beautiful, and he and his father sat in McKenzie opposite the No. 4 Middle School for dinner. The father and son chatted and chatted about the college entrance examination, when Kong Shucheng was full of chicken blood, biting the fried chicken legs, patting his chest and assuring his father: "In the future, even if I can't pass the Qingbei exam, I must take the Huawu exam." ”

"What kind of school is Hua Wu?" asked my father.

"Five universities in East China, University of Science and Technology of China, Fudan University, Jiaotong University, Zhejiang University, Nanjing University. ”

"Smash, there's a chance!" Dad was excited for a moment, turned around and called for another big potato.

Tempus fugit.

In a blink of an eye, he was the second year of high school, Kong Shucheng thought about it, with a mere 404 points in his area, Hua Wu was impossible, but the fourth year of high school was very stable. He also thought that if he scored more than 400 points in culture, if he took the route of sound and physical beauty, he might be able to fight a bicycle and become a motorcycle. But the actual situation is that Kong Shucheng has no talent at all in terms of sound and physical beauty.

Back in the third year of junior high school, at the New Year's Day party, he played a song "Castle in the Sky" on the ocarina, but after blowing, half of the people dozed off, and the other half of them chased him and asked him if he was playing "Cool Cool"? Since then, he has felt that his music path has basically cooled.

In terms of art, Kong Shucheng also tried.

Last winter, when the snow was falling, he scanned the QR code on WeChat to receive it for free, and practiced for seven days in a place called "Eagle Studio" outside the school. As a result, the guys who went with him to Bai Piao began to sketch the structure in a proper way, and he was still pressed in the corner by the art teacher who looked like Dick Cowboy to practice the lines alone.

Teacher Dick Cowboy said that Kong Shucheng is very talented in painting, and the lines are also quite Van Gogh style, as long as he persists in learning, he can get results. However, when the members of the studio got together to eat barbecue, Kong Shucheng learned the truth from the mouth of a painting friend. It turned out that in the eyes of Dick Cowboy, Kong Shucheng was the person with the least talent for painting in the fifteen years since the establishment of Eagle Studio. Since you can't awaken your artistic power, you have to accept reality. On the day when Mr. Dick Cowboy offered to charge tuition, Kong Shucheng resolutely chose to leave.

In terms of sports, Kong Shucheng has also made efforts.

Last semester, Mr. Ma from the Physical Education Department of No. 4 Middle School once said that Kong Shucheng's height conditions are good, and he is 185 when he takes off his shoes, and he is a tall person, but he is too thin, thinner than Lu Han, and if he wants to take the physical education major, he must first gain muscle. As he spoke, Mr. Ma enthusiastically sent Kong Shucheng a link to buy protein-powder. Kong Shucheng's family was not wealthy, and he didn't want to spend money indiscriminately, so he changed the topic and asked: "Teacher Ma, look, can I take the basketball major in the future?"

Teacher Ma squatted beside the stinky ditch next to the basketball court, squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette: "Can you dunk the dunk?"

"Not really. ”

"Well, then you're ...... Dribble to show me first. ”

"Hmm. ”

Kong Shucheng nodded sincerely, and then clicked the ball on the uneven cement basketball court. After a few dribbles under his crotch and a quick stop to turn around and shoot, he was already sweating profusely, but Mr. Ma shook his head in disappointment: "Shucheng, I see that your dribbling action is a bit like Zhao Si." ”

Kong Shucheng: "........."

The heart is dripping blood.

Seeing Kong Shucheng bowing his head and saying nothing, Mr. Ma immediately put away his smile, he walked over and patted Kong Shucheng's skinny shoulder: "Shucheng, in fact, the physical education test also depends on talent, I think your flexibility and bounce are good, but you just lack strength, the confrontation is too poor, you must gain muscle." Inside, what about gaining muscle, three points of practice and seven points of eating, the best thing is to supplement some more protein, so ......... the treasure link I just sent you?"

Kong Shucheng: "........."

Leave silently.

Sound, body, and beauty, Confucius is not good in Chengdu.

But in cultural subjects, he is also a rookie.

What to do!

The more I think about it, the worse my mood becomes.

The night is getting overcast, and the autumn breeze is cool. Kong Shucheng walked along the Dongjiang River for a while. Before he knew it, he came to a dilapidated stone arch bridge and stopped.

It is a huge five-hole stone arch bridge, which is about fifty meters long and ten meters high. Although there is a zigzag street lamp on both sides of the bridge, it is a pity that they are both one-eyed dragon lanterns, and they are covered with cobwebs. Under the faint light, Kong Shucheng saw that the uneven bluestone slabs on the bridge deck were flashing with cold light. In the center of the bridge, there is a bluestone tablet about two meters high, on which three large characters with mottled paint can be faintly seen - "Zhuangyuan Bridge".

That's right, although it's just a dilapidated stone arch bridge, but it has a long history and a well-known name: Zhuangyuan Bridge. It is said that more than 200 years ago, this arch bridge was funded by a famous champion of the Qing Dynasty, and later generations called it "Zhuangyuan Bridge".

As one of the top ten ancient buildings in Dongrao City, Zhuangyuan Bridge has become a holy place for check-ins on weekends or holidays. In particular, every year when the college entrance examination or high school entrance examination comes, many parents will make a special trip here to kneel down and pray for blessings in front of the bluestone tablet in the center of the bridge. I heard that the year before last, a middle-aged woman from other places knelt on the champion bridge and seriously placed six celery (representing diligence), six green onions (representing wisdom) and six meat dumplings (representing Zhongbang) to worship, and his daughter was really admitted to Fuda University.

"If I can be admitted to Fuda, let alone bow down the bridge, even if I let Kong Shucheng run around the entire river fruit!"

Kong Shucheng shook his head, turned around and was about to walk back, when suddenly, he heard a "poof" sound behind him. Immediately afterwards, there was a girl's scream: "Help......... Help!"

Kong Shucheng: ".........?"

The heart is like a deer.

Not good, someone fell overboard!

Judging by the sound, it should be under the Champion Bridge. Kong Shucheng looked around vigilantly and found that there was no one in the silence, and even the night was extremely gloomy. Just now, maybe the light was too dim, and he didn't see a woman on the bridge!

"Save ......... Help!"

The girl's hurried cry for help sounded faintly again.

Could this black light be blinding......... Nie Xiaoqian, right?