In the blink of an eye, more than a week has passed, and it is the day when the results of the high school entrance examination are announced. On this day, Chen Muqin and Wu Xintong came to school early and rushed to their respective classes. After Chen Muqin arrived at the classroom, the others had not yet come, as the class leader, he usually arrived very early, opened the classroom door, and opened the window to ventilate, then walked out of the classroom, stood in front of the balcony railing, looked at the corners of the campus, flowers and trees, the old single and parallel bars on the playground in the distance, he and his classmates had spent time there, I remember that once, Zhao Qing's kid turned his head, accidentally hit his head on the ground, and touched a big pimple, he was startled at the time, and wanted to send him to the hospital, but the kid waved his hand and signaled that it was okay, There was also a joke and a joke. There is also the middle of the playground overgrown with weeds, two small goals not far apart, constituting a miniature football field, just for the students who love to play football to talk about comfort, such conditions, but also only a little time to use in the first and second years of junior high school, after the third year of junior high school, the physical education class is just for the physical education exam, turning over and over is running, volleyball, long jump, and other events are basically not. The basketball court on the east side is not far from the toilet, there are four ball frames, which are considered two courts, where, Chen Muqin has sweated with his classmates who love to play basketball, leaving shouts, screams of girls, and has also played a friendly match with a young male teacher, welcoming many onlookers of students, among which the screams and cheers of the girls are the most unforgettable, and everything seems to flash in front of him. Suddenly hearing a sound of footsteps, Chen Muqin came back to his senses, turned his head and saw that it was Teacher Wang. "Mu Qin, it's so early!" Teacher Wang greeted with a smile. "Teacher Wang, morning. I'm used to it, and it's usually me as the class leader who opens the door. The boy replied. Well, you did well in the high school entrance examination this time, with a score of 649, the second in the school, 8 points worse than Wu Xintong in Class 7. Teacher Wang said. Mr. Wang, I'm sorry I failed to live up to your expectations! The boy bowed his head and said softly. Hehe, nothing. The teacher understands that your right hand is injured and you have no information, and you use your left hand to answer the questionnaire, the time is not so sufficient, and you can score 49 points in political history, and the teacher is already very satisfied, which means that my history teaching is still very good! If you don't count political history, your results will definitely be the first in the county or even the city. Teacher Wang smiled heartily. patted the young man on the shoulder, and then said, "Don't worry too much, there are some things that you can't fight for, the teacher was also frivolous when he was young, and then he read more history books, and he has already let go of that frivolity!" Hope you understand. This time, it is no problem to enter the county's key Yucheng Middle School, but it is difficult to enter the intensive class. However, you have a strong foundation and a smart person, and you will not be able to do it in the future. "Thank you, Mr. Wang!" The boy said gratefully. "When the classmates come, don't restrain them anymore, you have graduated. Also, you, the class leader, have done a great job, and the teacher knows it. I'll go to the office first and come back later. Teacher Wang patted the young man on the shoulder and instructed. The young man nodded and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Wang!" ”

After a while, the classmates arrived one after another, and after saying hello, they got together in twos and threes to chat, and the girls got together, muttering something quietly, and laughing from time to time. The boys get together and talk about the topics they are interested in, football, basketball, and women, the eternal topic. "Hey, boss, how did you do on the test?" Zhao Qing walked up to him and asked with his shoulders hooked. "649, the second in the school, 8 points worse than Wu Xintong in Class 7." Chen Muqin replied. "649, I did a good job, it's good if I can take the 349 test. Well, no, you've always been number one in the school, boss. Zhao Qing exclaimed. It's nothing, I injured my right hand when I took the political history exam, and I only scored 49 points in political history when I answered the paper with my left hand. Chen Muqin said lightly. Oh, no wonder, um,,,, boss, how did your hand hurt? Zhao Qing nodded and was puzzled, and then said angrily, "Oh, I understand, is it those little deflated three who did it?" I'm going to find someone to cut them. "Alright, don't get into trouble. I've taught them a lesson, but I didn't pay attention to it. Don't take it to heart. What do you plan to do in the future? Chen Muqin persuaded and then chatted. Zhao Qing suppressed his anger and replied, "With my grades, it is difficult to be admitted to high school, and besides, I don't like to study." I wanted to go to Aihua Martial Arts School to learn martial arts, and my dad agreed. "Well, that's fine. You kid is just active, you can't be idle, you can't sit still, you can't write well, and it's not bad to come to martial arts, come on! Chen Muqin nodded. By the way, Boss, we're about to graduate, are there any activities in the class? Zhao Qing seemed to forget his anger just now, and asked with a hippie smile. Well, I'm going to talk to the head teacher to see if I can have a tea party. Chen Muqin nodded. Get up and walk towards the office. After a while, Chen Muqin came back and called Zhao Qing, and a few active boys went out to buy snacks and the like needed for the tea party. After listening to the suggestion, Mr. Wang, the head teacher, felt that it was very good, and he had a deep affection for this year's students, so he gave Chen Muqin the class fee that had not been spent, and he paid a few hundred yuan to let them go outside the school to purchase some melons and fruits, as well as sugar, melon seeds, etc., and hold a tea party, as the last gathering of everyone, chatting together, lively and lively. Not long after, Zhao Qing carried two bags of watermelons on his shoulders, about seven or eight, the two bags were tied together with thin ropes, like a blanket, hanging on his shoulders, a little funny, and carrying a lot of melon seeds in his hands. After Zhao Qing put down the watermelon, he exhaled, still holding the melon seeds in his hand, and shouted the slogan vividly. The classroom burst into cheers, with the boys smashing the desks, chairs and benches, and the girls clapping and cheering. The head teacher, Mr. Wang, stood at the door of the classroom and said with a smile, "I can't be tired of you, Zhao Qing, our class is your most monkey!" Suddenly burst into laughter, Zhao Qing also scratched his head, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, he has always been like this, he can easily touch the laughter of others. The rest of the purchasing students also carried the things they bought, returned one after another, other students came forward to help, the atmosphere was quite warm, saw a class of classrooms so lively, and brought a lot of things into the door, there were many students outside the class to inquire about what happened, I heard that a class is going to have a tea party, all showed a look of envy, their own class probably will not have this kind of good thing, after a while after receiving the report card, the head teacher said a few words, everyone went back to their own homes, each looking for their mothers, there are not many opportunities to meet in the future, admitted to a good high school, Continue to study and take the university entrance examination, but most of those who are not admitted are part-time workers after school, and some choose to repeat their studies, and spend another year to strive for a good score in the next year's exam. The students in the first class had a smug face, and they seemed to walk with a little high spirit.