Chapter 1: The Eve of the Mutation
The summer is scorching, and September in Shenzhen is particularly hot this year, and the scorching sun hangs in the sky, just standing there makes people's legs weak, let alone walking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 However, the Shenzhen No. 1 Middle School seems to be in full swing, the campus is full of chaotic sounds, people pulling boxes everywhere, everyone has excited smiles on their faces, they are chattering non-stop, making people feel as if they have entered the vegetable market, all of which shows that this is a group of rookies who have just entered high school.
At a consultation point in Shenzhen No. 1 Middle School, two students wearing volunteer banners were standing, "Wang Fan, do you think they will still be able to laugh in another month?" One of them said with a smile, Wang Fan smiled, indeed, Shenzhen No. 1 Middle School as the best high school in Shenzhen, the learning intensity here is not comparable to junior high school, in recent years, the new principal of Shenzhen No. 1 Middle School has shown super means, Shenzhen No. 1 Middle School has been receiving good news in the college entrance examination in recent years, and it has been faintly sitting in the position of the leading boss of introspection, at this critical moment, the new class of students will accept more cruel and intense learning tasks, and it is estimated that more than half of the freshmen will have to hang down their arrogant heads in less than a month. It's not easy to stand out in this place where there is no shortage of talent.
Wang Fan is deeply touched by this, from primary school to junior high school, with a good mind and tenacity, Wang Fan became a leader in the school, so Wang Fan rose from a second-rate junior high school in the city to the best high school in the city, before coming to high school, Wang Fan also wanted to be able to do a big job, continue his prestige in junior high school, but the ideal is plump, the reality is skinny, after coming to high school, things are far from being as good as Wang Fan thought, high-intensity learning immediately gave Wang Fan a dismount, after two years of study, Although the current Wang Fan cannot be said to be unrecognizable, he is no longer the scenery of the past.
Wang Fan was born in an ordinary family, read the most ordinary primary and junior high schools, contact with the same ordinary people as his parents, a person's growth is closely related to his living environment, can be admitted to the Shenzhen City is already the greatest achievement of such a born child, and Wang Fan is not a top student in the first middle school in the Shenzhen City, but also within the top 100, according to this ranking, the college entrance examination is not a problem at all to be admitted to a key university, which is also the thing that Wang Fan's parents have always been most proud of, Relatives at home have also been taking Wang Fan as an example to educate their children, in their eyes, it is already a great thing to be admitted to Shenzhen No. 1 Middle School, not to mention that in their eyes, Wang Fan's ranking is high enough.
Only Wang Fan knows that he is far from being good enough, he can't see anything from the rankings alone, he has not been able to form a systematic learning method before, the previous excellence is just that he has not met more excellent people, because the learning difficulty of primary and junior high school is not big enough, through hard work, he can also temporarily be the king in an ordinary school, and his own defects are shown in Shenshi No. 1 Middle School, how can he catch up with which IQ is higher than himself by studying hard, and those who have developed good study habits since childhood, Although his IQ is not weak, it is basically impossible to take another step forward.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Fan felt irritable in his heart, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart that was manipulating Wang Fan, Wang Fan did not admit defeat from childhood to adulthood, so although he studied very hard, he persevered, only now, just persistence can no longer help him move forward, is this the only way to do it in this life, Wang Fan looked at the sky and muttered to himself.
Gradually, in the evening, the day's task was over, and Wang Fan rushed home with a heavy heart. Only her mother Yangmei was in the house, and as usual, Yangmei was busy in the kitchen, "Xiaofan, I'm back, I'm tired all day." Yangmei's voice came from the kitchen, "I have long asked you not to go, I will start school in one day, you are in your third year of high school, how good it would be to have a good rest at home for a day, you look tired." While chattering, Yangmei had already put the meal on the table neatly. Wang Fan listened to Yangmei's nagging while eating, and looked at his mother's aging face, and there seemed to be a lot more white hair on her head. Wang Fan didn't feel good in his heart. "Mom, where did my dad go, why didn't he come back so late." "You just called and said that you would come back late, and find the next job, you can earn a little more, you are also a junior in high school, and you are about to go to college, I have to save some money for you, as long as you study hard, your father and I will have to put you in college no matter how hard and tired we are." Hearing this, Wang Fan silently didn't speak, but his heart was even more uncomfortable, no matter what, for the sake of my parents, I must also work hard, Wang Fan secretly swore.
The night is terrible, Wang Fan is lying in bed, and remembers the things of the day, what to do to let himself take a step forward, learning habits can not be developed twice a day, it is already the third year of high school, no one wants to take the trouble to show themselves how to learn, and their learning tasks are tight enough, although the sharpening knife is not a mistake to chop wood, but he is not confident that he can learn the method that others have developed for more than ten years, with a mind full of questions, no match for the tired body and the power of the biological clock, Wang Fan fell asleep unconsciously, perhaps because of deep unwillingness, Wang Fan, who was asleep, was still frowning
Wang Fan dreamed again, I don't know when, Wang Fan began to have a strange dream intermittently, this dream is so long, the most amazing thing is that this dream can be connected together, although Wang Fan does not remember the dream very clearly every time he gets up, but he is sure that what he does is a dream, every time in the dream, Wang Fan seems to have become another person, and it seems not particularly appropriate to say that it is another person, because Wang Fan feels that person is so familiar, as if it is himself, I seem to be attached to that person to do something that I have never done before, but today's dream seems to be different from usual, if the person in the dream seems to have two layers of masks on his face before, today there is only one layer, he seems to be able to see his face clearly, Wang Fan tried hard to see through the face behind the veil, after a long time of trying, and the veil seems to be getting thinner and thinner, Wang Fan feels as if he can see it completely clearly, suddenly a voice came from somewhere, the sound is getting louder and louder, The world in this dream gradually began to shatter under the intrusion of the sound, Wang Fan waved his fist in annoyance, almost, almost a little, Wang Fan had a strange feeling, this matter is very important to him, Wang Fan used all his strength, widened his eyes, and tried his best to look at the person in the dream, his eyes became bigger and bigger, almost popping out of Wang Fan's eye sockets, at the last moment when the world was broken, Wang Fan finally saw that face, that face, it was himself.
In reality, the alarm clock kept ringing, Wang Fan casually pressed the alarm clock, what the hell is going on, why does the person in the dream look exactly like me, with a mind full of questions, Wang Fan went to wash, today is the first day of school, you have to get ready early, and welcome the last year of high school in a new state.
Stepping out of the house, towards the school, the third year of high school, I am here, Wang Fan shouted silently in his heart.