Wei Ruolan's heart hurts so much!

Unexpectedly, six years of primary school, three years of junior high school, and then the first year of high school, a whole ten years of hard work, in exchange for such a result.

That's right, she is indeed very smart and is the envy of everyone. But she doesn't have the same abilities as Lin Xiaojin.

Every page of the book, every word, every question, poured her sweat and even tears.

Moreover, her family conditions are so poor. Not only could the family not provide her with a superior learning environment, but she had to devote more time and energy to taking care of her mother.

And as a student who has been studying hard for many years, she has not even drunk milk a few times. In the usual meals, even the meat is pitiful.

However, a dedication to saving others has wasted all her efforts in the past ten years. From then on, she will learn history and geography that she is not good at and does not like.

The "garbage class" is not inclined by the teachers, and the students in the "garbage class" will greatly slow down the progress of teaching.

To put it bluntly, classes like the sophomore (18) class in high school are available in every school. It's all a combination of people who usually drag the class back.

And these students are almost all the objects of school abandonment. Their way out in the future is not universities, not "Ben 1" and "Ben 2", but some "vocational and technical colleges".

It's not that these "vocational and technical colleges" are bad. But after trying his best, entering such a school is absolutely unfair to a student like Wei Ruolan.

Lin Xiaojin stretched out his right hand, gently grabbed Wei Ruolan's little hand, and then covered it with his left hand. He felt Wei Ruolan's pain, but he couldn't resolve it.

Lin Xiaojin understands that relying on the ability of "touching books and not forgetting", he can't understand Wei Ruolan's pain when he achieves unnatural results. The only thing he can do now is to accompany him silently.

Wei Ruolan used her handkerchief embroidered with orchids to gently wipe her tears. A faint aroma of orchids entered Lin Xiaojin's nose. Coupled with her sad face like pear blossoms and rain, Lin Xiaojin's heart was broken.

The observation room was surprisingly quiet......

Wei Ruolan finally couldn't help but fall gently into Lin Xiaojin's arms.

Lin Xiaojin gently stroked her white and tender face, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

At this time, Wei Ruolan suddenly thought of a more serious question: "Xiaojin, then we can't be in the same class from now on, right?"

Lin Xiaojin didn't seem to realize this until then. His heart sank.

He never thought that the side effect of this class placement result would be that he would not be able to see Wei Ruolan in the class in the future. Moreover, due to the different courses he studied, in the future, it is almost impossible for him and Wei Ruolan to go to the same university.

As a "God of Wealth Commissioner," he has never been proud of his achievements against the sky, and for him, achievements are just a by-product of his counterattack in life.

However, he has always been proud to be able to be accompanied by a bosom beauty like Wei Ruolan.

Now, is it all about to end?

No, absolutely not! For the sake of women, people can not even want the country. He, Lin Xiaojin, can't he give something for a "angelic" girl like Wei Ruolan?

Besides, "excellent grades" and "famous universities" can be compared with his beloved girl for him, a "God of Wealth correspondent"?

He secretly said to himself in his heart: "No, no!"

Of course, Wei Ruolan didn't know what Lin Xiaojin was thinking in her heart, she just looked at him sadly, tears washing her cheeks over and over again. At last she began to weep bitterly.

Compared with not being able to get into a good university, she can't accept the separation from Lin Xiaojin.

Although as a scholar, she also knows the poem "If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight".

But when separation comes to us, how can a poem dissolve it?

Lin Xiaojin knew that she was in pain, but now, he couldn't help her with anything.

And in his heart, an amazing decision has been made. He would have to wait for that decision to be implemented before he could reveal it to her.

His expression gradually calmed down, and there was even a smile on his face that Wei Ruolan couldn't understand.

……

When I got home, my mother Liu Cuilan had already cooked a table of good dishes. During the meal, Lin Guoqiang also said that he would celebrate when his grandfather Lin Minsheng was discharged from the hospital. Lin Xiaojin was not interested, and he was worried.

……

Wednesday was a day when the sun was not visible, and the sky was overcast.

Wei Ruolan has been approved by Dean Wang and discharged from the hospital. She couldn't wait to come to Haitong No. 1 Middle School.

Although the whiteboards in front of the auditorium have been put away. However, in the window on the left side of the school gate, the list of classes for the first year of high school students is printed page by page on A4 paper.

Wei Ruolan looked at these lists over and over again, and the three words "Wei Ruolan" were really dazzling and eye-catching printed on the page of the sophomore (18) class of high school.

And, ironically, "Wei Ruolan" ranked first in the sophomore (18) class with a total score of 430 points.

As soon as he entered the school gate, the doorman Master Zhang saw Wei Ruolan. He hurriedly ran over and greeted Wei Ruolan. He also knew that Wei Ruolan was brave and sacrificed herself to save others, and he loved this beautiful and kind girl even more.

Master Zhang enthusiastically told Wei Ruolan that the sophomore and junior high school students are on vacation today, and only the first year of high school comes to the school to receive the book. Moreover, all students went directly to the classroom of the second year of high school according to the class placement form.

Wei Ruolan thanked Master Zhang and walked to the campus alone.

A little more melancholy added to her heart. Unexpectedly, so soon, he was about to leave the classroom where he and Lin Xiaojin got along day and night. Even seeing Lin Xiaojin in the classroom of the first (1) class of high school for the last time has become a luxury.

She slowly moved towards the sophomore (18) class of high school. In this quiet campus, she was surrounded by an atmosphere of helplessness and sadness.

……

Senior 2 (1) class.

The students here are calm and calm. But the pride that could not be concealed appeared on their faces. They are the "proud sons of the sky" of Haitong No. 1 Middle School.

With their smart brains and hard work, they finally won the "upper sign" in the first ten years of study.

It is said that in the college entrance examination over the years, all students who enter the "Materialization (1) Class" of Haitong No. 1 Middle School have an undergraduate admission rate of 100%. Moreover, the acceptance rate of "Ben Yi" is as high as 95%.

It can be said that entering the second (1) class of high school is equivalent to stepping into the threshold of a key university.

Due to the temporary situation of the homeroom teacher of the second (1) class of high school, the task of receiving and distributing books and assigning summer homework today was temporarily replaced by Zhou Xiaoyu, the English teacher.