Exam I
In my memory, the most common thing my family said to me was that you should be sensible too.
At that time, I was eleven years old, and I was at the critical stage of junior high school. The high school entrance examination was also terrible at that time, and the family was very busy inside and out.
When I was a child, the naughty nature of boys would not change, and sometimes I would make a lot of general memories and think deeply about them.
I don't know why, maybe it's fate. Whenever I make up my mind, someone or something suddenly appears to interrupt my persistence.
At that time, I didn't think too much, I always thought that I had already persevered, it wasn't that I didn't work hard, why couldn't they understand me?
Of course, this is actually a reason to indulge yourself. A long time passed in a hurry. The teachers in elementary school are not too responsible, who cares about you so much after the high school entrance examination, you either take a bunch of test papers to take the exam in class, or throw down a sentence to review freely and then leave slowly.
At that time, all I thought in my mind was that the teacher was gone, and I could chat and play again.
The class style of our class is very poor. The roar in class is commonplace, and even the teacher is already immune. No matter how noisy you are, he still lectures, and there are always a few obedient students who will listen all the time, right?
In this case, time is rushing even faster, and in the blink of an eye, the high school entrance examination has reached everyone's head. Even the poor atmosphere in our class seems to feel the importance of the high school entrance examination, and even the most noisy and naughty students on weekdays have quieted down. Flip through the pages of the book once in a while. From the bottom of my heart, who doesn't want to go to a good school and get a good grade.
In the blink of an eye, it is already the hottest June, and the high school entrance examination has come. It seems that everyone has sensed it, and the whole school is extraordinarily quiet. No one was going out to play after class, and occasionally one or two classmates went to the toilet with each other.
We've been here for a few days and it's like we've become great men. In the twenty-two classes of the school, the teacher's lines of reprimanding his students are also unified... The most vaguely heard sentence is
"You will be like them at this time next year, and what will you do next year to fight against tens of thousands of people. There are only a few good schools!"
Occasionally hearing these words, I actually have a trace of pride in my heart, but what is there to be proud of?
My efforts are the hardest, and I dare say that I have worked the hardest. My teacher also praised me many times. At that time, I was probably just enjoying the eyes of my classmates looking at me.
Hard work is hard work, and grades are another matter. My Chinese scores are still good, and I guess there is no problem in taking an excellent test. However, mathematics does think that it would be nice to have a good one. In fact, I felt in my heart that I could only fail one.
My math grades have always been like this, it's not that I don't work hard. The teacher's repeated praise has proven it. It's just that I don't think I have enough brains.
My math teacher also said to me, "Stupid birds fly first." It stands to reason that I was praised again, but I didn't look happy at all. I laughed at myself, yes, that's stupid.
The countdown to the high school entrance examination is getting closer and closer. It was only thirteen days.
"Goodbye teacher" with these words, I know that another day is gone, I can feel that more than half of the people in the class are already in that indifferent state of 1, and I am still so rigid in learning. I always go to the end of school every day. I often walk with classmates who disturb hygiene.
It's been about ten minutes since school ended, and the classmates are almost gone. The sweeping is also over. That's when I put away my books and prepared to leave. But I'm not alone.
There is a person sitting next to me all the time, it is my iron buddy, who has played since childhood. When he saw me packing my schoolbag, he slapped the table and jumped up, and said loudly, "Let's go!"
I also hurriedly packed up and chased after him. It's Friday and we have two days off, so maybe that's why we've been in a good mood all the way.
Ren Qi is the name of my iron buddy. We have been playing since the first grade, so the relationship is naturally needless to say. He knows a lot more than I do. He was also two years older than me. Of course it's nothing. Ren Qi is much smarter than I am, and I have said more than once that it would be nice if we had a different brain.
Although he was smart, he didn't have much hard work, and his grades were a little worse than mine.
He and I quickly descended the stairs and walked straight into the commissary. There is a commissary in the school.
I've been very conscious of money since I was a child, maybe it's because of my family. Every time Planet Five is on holiday, I will definitely have two dollars in my pocket. There are three or four pieces if there are more, and there are never more than five pieces. Sometimes my goal is to save five dollars a week and spend it all at once on Friday.
But I don't think I have a chance. My pocket money is only one yuan a day, and I am already a little satisfied that I can save 2 yuan a week, because Ren Qi has never been able to save money.
I bought four bags of snacks and gave them to Ren Qi, and then walked outside the school. I only gave him a bag, maybe it's a habit. I don't know what he thinks, I'm selfish, I'm stingy, or whatever, I never think about it, I don't worry about it, he never says it.
Ren Qi and I live not very far apart, but unfortunately we are both far away from the school. It also takes an hour to walk the block.
Conversation is still inevitable, and maybe that's why I haven't had a fight with him in six years. We have a good relationship, and we are both rare and good-tempered.
"Exams are just a few days away, so I wonder if we can have a separate classroom," I asked.
"Alas, I don't think about this, anyway, I'm studying in xx middle school"
This sentence reminded me, and yes, no matter what, I studied in XX Middle School, and it doesn't matter if I do well or badly. "
We went on to talk a little bit about the exams, and we set off together.
Summer is very slow, and so is our pace. On the way, he told me about his deeds.
"He Jieyu, don't you go fishing. Last time I was with xx, he caught a five-finger-wide carp," Ren Qi said, I didn't see a trace of envy in his eyes, because he was not unusual, but I silently said that envy was pressed in the bottom of my heart.
That's right, I love fishing the most. It's just that... I'm a good boy, so I'd better not go. I politely declined him.
"I went to the peach forest with my uncle last week to steal a lot of nectarines, a lot of them, I'll give you some later"
I said yes, I'm not polite to him or something. That's the difference, I'm not much different from him, he knows everything, he's seen everything, and I basically don't go out. I only knew from his description that it was on the hill behind my house.
When he ran out of snacks, I gave him another bag. We continued to brag and walk, and there was no shortage of laughter and singing along the way. Sometimes it also attracts the dissenting eyes of many people. Ren Qi and I don't feel it at all, it's always good to be humorous.
The road is always so short, it takes less than an hour to reach Ren Qi's home. He ran to the house and pocketed me a few nectarines, which were very large. I'm not welcome, I took it and bit it down and took out one and gave it to Ren Qi, as if it was mine. He wasn't angry either. He took the one I handed him and ate it.
At this time, it was almost half past seven in the evening, and if I didn't go back, my family would probably have to worry. Ren Qi and I hurriedly said a few words and went back. We are so close that it is also convenient for him to find me to play.