The content of the letter is the same as usual, in addition to greeting and encouraging Xu Hui, it is to talk about his study and life, but between the lines, Xu Hui can see that Zhang Yi's semantics are wrong, lacking the usual vitality and self-confidence, replaced by a strong sadness, which is particularly obvious, and Xu Hui has this feeling after reading it for the first time.

And in the last paragraph, Zhang Yi also told Xu Hui a piece of news that she is now working hard to tutor foreign languages and strive to take the TOEFL test next year.

This news made Xu Hui circle, and studying abroad was an extremely high-end doorway at that time, not as common as it is now. Especially in the relatively isolated northwest, it seems that only people from official families have the opportunity to study abroad at public expense, right? As for studying abroad at their own expense, I have heard of it, but I have never seen it.

With Xu Hui's existing conditions, even the third-level jump can't catch up with such a requirement, if Zhang Yi hadn't mentioned studying abroad, he wouldn't even have a concept in his mind.

My parents are both ordinary workers, they have no power or power, and they don't even think about studying abroad at public expense, and it seems to be nonsense to hope that they will fight for the opportunity to study abroad after they are admitted to the university, and whether they can be admitted or not is a question, not to mention the opportunity to study abroad? Xiping City, located in the northwest, is relatively backward in education, and the proportion of science candidates who take one book is less than 10 percent, and the liberal arts are even more terrifying, not even 2 percent.

Thousands of troops and horses are fighting to the single-plank bridge, it is good to have self-confidence, but you must not be arrogant, Xu Hui is certainly not arrogant enough to be able to stabilize a book with his achievements in the 19th middle school, and it is still a college in Beijing?

The gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger, which undoubtedly means that the relationship between him and Zhang Yi is gradually becoming unattainable. Xu Hui sat in a daze for half the night, didn't do anything, and didn't think about replying to Zhang Yi, because he didn't know what to write, and he even suspected that this was a clear hint given by Zhang Yi, and it was time for the love fairy tale thousands of miles apart to come to an end.

Xu Hui was completely depressed, and quickly became the 'silent little fairy' in the class, which was the nickname given by the girl in front of He Jiaying's seat, and Xu Hui didn't have the heart to care about it at all, so he let it go.

And no matter how noisy the flower magpie at the same table is, Xu Hui will not stuff cotton in his ears, because he didn't listen to it at all, and what he was thinking in his mind was completely different.

He Jiaying became irritable, thinking that this was Xu Hui's contempt for her, because every time she communicated, she either didn't know what she asked, or she didn't answer what she asked, it seemed that the whole person was in another time and space, which was much worse than before, and she would rather sit dumb next to her than be so boring and boring. So he began to drop the pencil case at every turn, or deliberately bumped into Xu Hui when he went out between classes.

"You've the flower magpies, haven't you?" said Hu Lin, who came over and joked.

"Didn't mess with her. Xu Hui was puzzled.

"Damn, do you have any brains?" Hu Lin hated that iron could not be made of steel, "The girl tried her best to attract your attention, but you are like a popsicle, how faceless and sad are people?"

"I don't think so. ”

"Damn, let me tell you this, people are interesting to you, what are you thinking about all day long?" Hu Lin was in a hurry, as anxious as if he had lost money.

"Where did you hear that?"

"What the book says,, have you seen the psychological characteristics of adolescence?" Hu Lin pulled out a very shabby book that had been turned over, and was proud.

", whatever. Xu Hui was too lazy to take care of this guy anymore, so he lay on the table and didn't move. This is also his most common action in recent times, he can't be interested in anything, he is too lazy to do anything, so he can save thousands of troubles, and he is nicknamed a toad by Zhang Zhihong.

Another side effect of He Jiaying's madness made Fu Jianping's classmate sad, and it almost became her punching bag, either with horizontal eyebrows and cold faces, or throwing out a series of ice faces, like an invisible hidden weapon, extremely lethal. It is said that such bad luck should avoid the limelight, right? But Fu Gang Master is not an ordinary person, and he knows how to face difficulties very well, but he appears more and more often at the door of the first (1) class of high school.

At this time, all students who have great potential in gossip will stop what they are doing, wait and see, or pretend to be high-minded to cover up, and then peek at it, which is very interesting. Pretending to be a high school is generally a female classmate, and she is quite envious and jealous, because Fu Jianping is not only famous, but also born in Yushu Linfeng, it is not too much to describe it as a beautiful young man, and it is not too much to describe He Jiaying with such blue eyes, wouldn't it make many girls overturn the vinegar vat.

This can't be helped, although He Jiaying has an extroverted personality and is known as a flower magpie by Xu Hui, her face is very good-looking, not to mention her natural beauty, but she belongs to the type that the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more durable it is, plus the body is thin, petite and lovely, every time Fu Jianping looks at it, I immediately flood with pity.

At this time, Fu Da Gang Leader will definitely not disappoint everyone, greet the cold beauty with a shy smile, and then follow He Jiaying with a fart, and disappear from everyone's sight.

It was also at this time that Wang Hui was very embarrassed, because many people in the class knew that he was chasing He Jiaying, and as soon as Fu Jianping appeared, he was like being cuckolded, and his whole face was bitter, but he dared not speak out.

Hu Lin despises this person the most, he has no manhood at all, he thinks that at this time, he should be angry at the crown, beat him, and then dare to go to my class to flirt with a woman from a good family, and he will be killed!

"Hahaha, you bad pen...... Oops, I'm laughing to death, be quiet...... Don't let that guy hear. Hu Lin learned the tune of the play and sang the words he made up quietly, Zhang Zhihong immediately laughed happily, but Meng Lang's laughter soon stopped abruptly, because Wang Hui was turning his head and glaring at them angrily.

"No, we're fine. Hu Lin laughed dryly, "You go on." ”

"I didn't say you, we read the yellow book. Zhang Zhihong has a straight brain, and with such an explanation, there was no, and the was wiped out.

Although Wang Hui couldn't do anything to these two people, his vicious and hateful gaze glared for five seconds.

"As for it?" Hulin muttered quietly.

"Ignore him, let's talk about it again, I didn't hear it clearly just now. Zhang Zhihong was unhappy in his heart, and he had a kind of going out to stare at Fu Jianping, and compete with the people in his class to count a ball.

Hu Lin also had this in mind, relying on Zhang Zhihong's courage, he immediately cleared his throat, "Do you think Peking Opera is good, or is it Qin's temperament?"

"Of course it's Qin Yan, you were a bit of an aunt just now, and you ruined all the words. ”

"In the class, there is a beautiful woman, smiling with flowers, and she is very pitiful, but she doesn't know where the wild boy is, and she has a crush and is crazy...... Ang, Ang, Ang, Ang...... If you like it, you can chase it boldly...... Ang, Ang, Ang, Ang...... How dare you go home and bark...... Ang, Ang, Ang, Ang ......"

A good piece of Qin dialect "Mandarin Duck Quilt" tune was changed by Hu Lin's gang miserably, Zhang Zhihong actually beat the beat very blindly, with an intoxicated face, and at the end he exclaimed very exaggeratedly, "Okay!"

Wang Hui stood up from his seat in a flash, pointed at Hu Lin and shouted angrily, "Who are you scolding?"

"I sing, haven't you heard the Qin dialect?" Hu Lin looked innocent.

"What do I care about you, what kind of Qin dialect and eight dialects, how did you scold me just now?" Wang Hui took a step, his fingers already stretched out to Hu Lin's nose.

Hu Lin is small, at least half a head shorter than the other party, looking at Wang Hui's posture, he was a little timid, and he didn't dare to speak, but Zhang Zhihong on the side didn't like this person at all, and slapped the other party's fingers off, "What are you going to do, let's have fun and take care of your own business?"

"I didn't say you, I said him. Wang Hui still didn't dare to make too much trouble in the face of Zhang Zhihong, who was the same height as himself, knowing that the other party was from the military division compound, and he was still in the same building as Zhou Qing, so he didn't seem to be able to provoke him, but when he was angry, he always had to find a place to vent.

"Nonsense! I've told you, I'm playing with Hu Lin, aren't you looking for me?"

"Zhang Zhihong, are you looking for trouble?" Wang Hui was too faceless today, and he was finally forced to be ruthless.

"Just looking for something, what do you want?" Zhang Zhihong was not stunned at all, he raised his leg and stepped over the chair next to him,-for-tat.

The classmates got up one after another and began to persuade, some were in the middle, and some hugged Zhang Zhihong, the messy situation finally made Xu Hui not sleep well, and when he raised his loose eyes to see the situation clearly, the two sides had basically finished work.

Wang Hui didn't dare to do it, and Zhang Zhihong was also persuaded back to his seat by his classmates.

Xu Hui pursed his lips and felt inexplicable, until the class bell rang for the second time, and the 'perpetrator' He Jiaying came in from outside the classroom door with a cold face. But as soon as she entered the classroom, she noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and the eyes of the students seemed to be too focused on her, and most of them watched her almost uniformly from the door to the podium, and then from the podium to Xu Hui's side.

"Get out of the way. He Jiaying roared.

Xu Hui lazily dragged the chair forward, the whole person clinged to the desk, and motioned for her to turn sideways from behind, but today's He Jiaying was extremely angry, so straight that she squeezed in, squeezing the front and back tables and chairs swaying, and as soon as she sat down, she lay on the table angrily.

"Neurotic. The classmates in the back were very dissatisfied and muttered quietly. I thought that no one could hear the small volume here, and I just complained.

But she didn't expect He Jiaying, who was in a bad mood, to have good ears, she straightened up, turned her head and glared at the other party, "Who did you scold just now?"

"Did you hear me scolding with that ear?" This classmate was also unhappy, don't look at the joy she usually chats with He Jiaying, it seems that the relationship is not bad, but it doesn't mean that she likes each other. The bean sprouts that are not thin can actually fascinate the handsome guys in the senior grades, and there are classmates who almost fight for this hooves during recess, like she is so naturally beautiful but has mediocre popularity, is there any reason?

"Which neurotic swears. He Jiaying is fast-talking, and quarrels are naturally easy.

"You're the psychopath!" the other party didn't give in.

"Did you see it? I said which neurotic scolded, did I admit it?" He Jiaying sneered, there is still a quarrel about this IQ, let's have ten more.

"Hey, let's say a few words, a little thing won't be enough. The girl's table mate at the back is a standard scholar, wearing glasses with thick glasses at the bottom of a wine bottle, speaking in a sven language, a bit of Wu Nong's soft language, and even persuading her aunt.