The sound of cicadas gradually became louder and filled the summer.

In a sense, Fang Ning actually doesn't like summer very much.

The scorching air makes people sleepy and lazy, and makes people feel unmotivated.

Especially in politics class, listening to the teacher's chattering voice, wave after wave of boring and boring, like a hypnotic tune, very rhythmic into the ears, it is difficult for any student to stick to a class without being drowsy.

In fact, there are really few students who can insist on completing a class, even if they are eugenic students like Yan Shasha and Lao Li, they only sit upright for half a class and doze off.

Fang Ning held his cheeks, his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, and he listened to the lecture of political teacher Yu Hope as a lullaby, raised his hand and yawned, and after a while, he fell asleep.

This hot summer is always so easy to get sleepy and lazy.

But even if you sleep in a daze, you still think about cultural integration and international politics.

It's not that he loves politics a lot, but that he has read a lot, and as soon as he closes his eyes, his heart is full of these knowledge points.

He opened his sleepy eyes and secretly looked around a few times, the ceiling fan above his head was turning with difficulty as if it was a weight, and the faint cool breeze was blown away by the heat in the air before it could reach his skin, and the smell of sweat and sweat mixed in the classroom, all of which were no longer cared for.

One by one, the students fell down under the teacher's hypnotic sound, and soon a large number of students fell, and he turned his head to look at the back rows, basically it had fallen, few people still insisted on listening to the class, and some students even used chairs against the blackboard behind them, and then covered their faces with books and fell asleep.

Fang Ning was not so noble as to report the sleeping classmates with the political teacher, but he also followed the general trend, insisted for a while and took a nap on the table.

During this time, I was really tired and tired.

Yu Wang, a political teacher, felt a backache when he stood on the podium, and his legs were sore and tired, so he couldn't help but sigh that when he reached middle age, he became more and more lacking in his heart.

I wonder if after he finishes teaching this class of students, he will find an easier job, raise the elderly, bask in the sun, and if he has another puppy and kitten, this day will be almost the same.

Yu Wang's chalk in his hand was only a small piece of writing, and on the blackboard was a large blackboard full of political points. These knowledge points made him a little proud in his heart.

Where would the average political teacher be so diligent and write so many detailed knowledge points, all of them are taught with PPT lecture software, and only if he stubbornly believes that he still writes things in person will have a deeper memory.

He gave a lecture, and his mouth was dry, so he put down the test paper in his hand and walked down from the podium.

Under the podium, the large group of students who were still nodding their heads and shaking their heads and dozing off woke up in an instant, and even the tables and chairs made a loud noise, almost a scene of people turning on their backs.

Fang Ning slept on the table for a while, and was pushed by his elbow at the same table, and suddenly came to his senses, straightened his posture, and did not squint.

Yu Hope walked around the classroom, and saw that in the last two rows, there were a few boys lying on the table sleeping with saliva stained with half of the roll, but they were still holding the roll tightly in their hands, so they didn't wake them up, just sighed slightly, and turned back to the podium with their hands behind their backs.

Of course, not all teachers are as easy to get along with as Yu Hope.

Math teacher He Jun is a female teacher with a baby fat face, usually mild-mannered, making people feel harmless to humans and animals, but once you find out in her class that you are distracted from sleep, or you are doing something in class A, then your fate will be miserable.

Fang Ning remembered that once, Teacher He Jun had a big temper, the main reason was that the monthly mathematics test tested the scope of their review, and then, the answer questions in the back suddenly had a difficulty, many people did not adapt to the exam, and the entire liberal arts class was almost wiped out, and the losses were heavy.

And Fang Ning, more than half of the students in their class didn't even get sixty points, and the other top students were only sixty or seventy points, you must know that with a test paper of 150 points, 90 points is the passing line.

After the end of that exam, He Jun, who was in charge of marking and correcting the papers, saw the red of the liberal arts class, and said that it was not sad that it was fake, and he felt very bad in his heart.

"Study harder now, get into a decent university, and find a better job in the future, otherwise what will you do!"

He Jun's eyes were red, and he slapped the podium and roared, "You are just a group of lazy donkeys, you won't leave if you don't hurry, right?"

"You still don't know what you want to do, you haven't done anything, you can't do anything, is this what you want to see, do you want to graduate in the future, everyone else has been admitted to college, and you can only go to work, and be ridiculed by others for a lifetime!

No one knows why Mr. He Jun is so angry.

Perhaps for some people, that exam was just a small failure, just an inadvertent mistake in the big and small exam war, and it was insignificant.

But only He Jun, who has come over, always understands that many times, it is precisely such a small defeat that determines a crucial moment in his life.

The college entrance examination is a single-plank bridge squeezed by thousands of troops stepping on other people's corpses, and tens of thousands of people can often be eliminated with a difference of one point.

"You will fight to the death for your future and fight your way out!"

Teacher He Jun's words lingered in everyone's minds for a long time.

Everyone lowered their heads and didn't say a word, there seemed to be a breath in their chests, everyone was brewing emotions, even eugenics like Yan Shasha, their eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.

If it does not erupt in silence, it dies in silence.

It's just that now is not the time to erupt, they still need to be like the big trees before the long drought, remove all branches and leaves, dig deep into the soil, and wait for the long dry season.

When the rainy season arrives, it suddenly bursts out and blooms with the most lush greenery.

This is true of the college entrance examination, and the same is true of life.

Many years later, when the students who had already gone to college gathered together, laughing and chatting about the past.

Yan Shasha talked to He Jun, who had long ceased to be a teacher, and asked softly, "Teacher, we didn't understand at that time, why would you be angry with us because of a failed exam?"

He Jun thought about it, looked at everyone's gathered eyes, and said softly, "I really didn't think about it that much at that time, but I was a little sad, if you took the college entrance examination with the mentality at that time, there would definitely be many people who failed the list, because at that time you didn't know what the exam was for, so what you said at that time was a bit heavy." ”

"Life is a marathon, as long as you can keep going, you can always go farther. ”

Only those who have personally experienced the college entrance examination can truly appreciate Mr. He Jun's good intentions.