slowly told Song Jia about the tragedy that had happened, and Chen Chuan himself was a little depressed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He let out a long breath and finally said to his friend seriously, "So you better do what you want." Whether it's a rejection or an acceptance, think about what you really think, and then reply to the girl. ”

A trace of confusion flashed across Song Jia's face. His request for Chen Chuan to give him advice is also a subtle, child-like innocent show-off from a certain point of view. But it is true that Song Jia never thought that Chen Chuan would actually tell him a sad and true story. It did make him nervous, and for the first time after receiving the letter, he asked himself seriously: What am I going to do?

In the end, Song Jia said, "I'd better go and refuse it—if my mother knows it, I won't be able to escape a beating, and it's not good for her," he smiled a little awkwardly, "I actually don't have any impression of her at all, and it would be too fake to say yes or something......"

You can accuse those children of talking about so-called feelings with a playful mentality, but you can't say that they are not serious - they show seriousness and loyalty in a clumsy way, so that they look particularly naïve and naïve, but it has to be said that this is also the most pure, innocent emotion.

The love letter incident came to an uneventful end. Chen Chuan didn't pay attention to the development after that, and his own affairs were enough to make him anxious. After getting Zhao Mo's notebook, Chen Chuan's English improved for the first time, but unfortunately, just like God closed your door and didn't forget to leave a window for you, God will inevitably remember to close a window after opening a door for him. Therefore, even with the blessing of a god teammate, as a pig teammate, Chen Chuan can only ensure that his English hovers around the passing line, and there is no more.

Although it is a pity that he cannot go further, even the teacher must admit that Chen Chuan has indeed put a lot of effort into his English. And we all know that not every effort pays off.

The vast majority of normal high school students are most concerned about their grades, or scores. They are on the eve of the best age, and have no concept of food, clothing, housing and transportation - the biggest success of Chinese education is that in a sense it is brainwashed and fair, the same inferior and ugly school uniforms, the same unpalatable canteens, and the indiscriminate test papers and textbooks, this is the purest period of life, when people experience it, they often do not cherish it, let time slip through their fingers like fine sand, and only know its preciousness when everything never comes back, but then it is too late.

The end of the second year of high school was so quick that people were caught off guard, as if they hadn't had time to do anything, and the summer vacation had started again. There was a subtle change in the tone of the teachers, and they told the students meaningfully that you had better throw your frivolity and willfulness into the garbage dump - "It's going to be the third year of high school soon, don't tell me there is still a year, you must realize from now on that the whole third year of high school is completely inadequate for the college entrance examination!" The head teacher slapped the podium and emphasized loudly: "From now on, you have entered the actual combat of the third year of high school!" ”

Since he would say this, there must be a reason and a reason - Chen Chuan looked at the test papers and workbooks stacked on the desk and almost covered his whole body silently. Even if he really loved math, he would never have thought that these dictionary-thick workbooks would be something to be happy about.

If he thinks so, then Song Jia's thoughts, or the thoughts of the vast majority of students, can be imagined. The classroom was hovering with a heavy, seemingly visible black cloud of low pressure, with occasional lightning and thunder.

Although the school was unable to occupy the entire summer vacation due to the high pressure of the Education Bureau, the head teacher still told the students that the third year of high school would start fifteen days earlier, "You must be mentally prepared and tighten the skin for me!" ”

But after all, the summer vacation is just around the corner, and the students still decide that it is better to stay in the summer vacation to think about drinking and getting drunk tomorrow, homework or something.

Li Xia had already told Song Jia that he didn't have to think about where to go this summer, and that she had already found a tutor for her son to tutor - "Your father has the same opinion, so son," she faced Song Jia in a negotiator's attitude, put down the teacup she took a sip of, and said, "You don't have to fight with us, you only have one task in the coming year - study, study and study again." ”

Poor Song Jia was elated with "finally starting the summer vacation", and soon after stepping into the house, he learned the news like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. He sat down on the couch with his mouth open, looking at a fool or facing his mother, who was a master of face-changing, and it took him nearly a minute to digest her words completely, and the formless protest melted away in the sun's oppressive gaze like ice and snow in the sun—it all happened quickly, and not as long as he thought.

In the end, I don't know whether to be in a hurry or to uphold the tragedy that I can't be blind, Song Jia stubbornly held back a sentence: "Can I tutor with Chen Chuan?" ”

This request made Li Xia a little surprised, she put down the teacup, and looked at her son seriously - she had met this son's classmates a few times, and actually had a good impression of Chen Chuan, who was not from a high background, and thought from the bottom of her heart that compared with Chen Chuan, Song Jia's biggest advantage was probably because of the quality cultivated by a good family environment, but this is not to say that Chen Chuan's personal qualities are useless, on the contrary, this child from a peasant family is more simple and sincere, and compared with Song Jia, Chen Chuan, who has a serious and down-to-earth temperament, is more liked by adults.

So this hard-added requirement actually passed. Li Xia nodded slightly: "Yes." She thought about it and added, but she didn't expect this sentence to be described in future Internet words as "just stuck in the knee": "Chen Chuan is much more serious than you, it's good to be with him, you also have a goal." ”

We can use all words to sing the praises of mothers, especially Chinese mothers. They are stoic and dedicated, and they are devoted to their children, but in the same way, they also have sharp, to-the-point vocabulary, and they are not hesitant to use them at all, and in many cases, the mother's careless words can achieve the critical effect of "choking on the throat with a mouthful of blood".

"Going to your house during the summer vacation!?" Chen Chuan glared at Song Jia in surprise - this was the last day before the holiday, Chen Chuan was originally expected to take this afternoon's bus home - he decided to be extravagant, in order to save money, Chen Chuan has not been home for three months, and Chen Aiguo has also transferred living expenses to him since the second year of high school, for which Chen Chuan has the first passbook in his life just after the start of the second year of high school.

"That's right. My mom is going to find me a tutor - don't say no. Song Jia, who is now quite good at capturing emotions from Chen Chuan's face, immediately cut off Chen Chuan's words about to refuse: "My mother has found three main subject teachers, and it's not free - they are too busy with work and actually don't have time to take care of me during the summer vacation, so I decided to find a part-time worker to cook at home, but I didn't like it and refused," Then Song Jia suddenly got up from the chair and glared at Chen Chuan with his hands on the table: "Can you bear to watch me eat takeout for a summer vacation?" ”

I'm really patient. Chen Chuan originally wanted to say this, but now he is not the stunned young man he was at the beginning, and he swallowed back the sentences that were about to blurt out, Chen Chuan wisely expressed his euphemistic opinion in another way: "This is really not good-too troublesome uncle and aunt." ”

Song Jia expressed his incredulity: "It's you who is in trouble, right?" In a sense, Song Jia, who is quite ignorant of people's colors, said stupidly: "Although you can also make up classes, you also have to cook!" Think about it, you're going to do it for two months! ”

That's not the point at all. Chen Chuan glared at Song Jia, hoping that he could understand the embarrassment - they were no longer children, but they were not adults either, and they were at the most embarrassing and sensitive age of self-esteem. Chen Chuan didn't understand how Song Jia, who had always been smart, could be sluggish to this point: he also wanted a family that could easily afford everything for him, and parents who would consider all aspects for him. As I said earlier, there is no harm without contrast.

But Chen Chuan said nothing—the kindness inherent in his nature and his knowledge and friendship of friends kept him from saying the most negative words—and he knew that they were all born of jealousy, of dissatisfaction with his family, which had always existed, but were hidden in the darkest and deepest places in his heart.

Chen Chuan refused: "It's really too troublesome for uncles and aunts." He repeated this sentence and also talked about the practical problem: "In July and August, when the fields are busy, my father is a strong laborer, and if I don't go back at this time, my father will be alone, and he will really not be busy." ”

This is a very legitimate, very strong reason. Song Jia didn't speak for a while, he frowned, stared at Chen Chuan with an overly serious expression, and said just when the latter thought he had given up: "I used to think you were more sensible than me, but now I think Chen Chuan, do you have something that you don't know?" ”

"Huh?"

"Ahh Song Jia said mercilessly: "You think what you said is particularly reasonable, don't you?!" But I have to tell you, you're short-sighted! ”

"I don't like make-up classes either, I also want to play, but Chen Chuan, I think my mother and teacher are right, this is the most critical time in life. Your field doesn't just grow for a year, does it? But there is only one time in the third year of high school! Don't tell me about repeating or anything, which year do you think repeaters do better than fresh graduates? He waved his hand: "You have been home for more than a month, how much time have you wasted?" Right! You must be very self-disciplined, but Chen Chuan," Song Jia said unusually sharply: "You must admit that you and I have different conditions, and this is a gap that can't be erased by hard work!" ”