Chapter 17: Inverting the Oak Tree
Because since that time, I basically stopped talking to my mother.
I don't know much about my mother's story, I only know that my mother and my father used to be high school classmates, and my father and my mother were one year, but they only started dating after graduating from high school.
It's just that my father was admitted to the normal school after graduating from high school, but my mother didn't get anything in. I learned a tailoring trade and started a business. Listening to my mother's own words, she was also a celebrity who could sing and dance in school back then, but in the end, she didn't even get a serious job.
She regretted that she had spent so much time on singing, dancing and literature and art, and put aside all the knowledge of books, and did not learn anything really useful in school, nor could she be admitted to a school or anything.
She didn't want my sister and me to be like her, so at school, she was disgusted that my sister and I went to participate in school cultural and sports activities that she had deeply reflected, which in her eyes were useless and only harmful.
Even if I want to learn motorcycles, play table tennis, and learn sanda, in her opinion, they are not academic, and only holding a book in their hands all the time to study is the most correct and correct way.
But fortunately, there is a father who was admitted to the normal school at home, and I have no objection to my love of playing table tennis and learning sanda, and I also bought me a ** table tennis racket and a CD of sanda teaching videos with my mother.
It's just that my father has always been unable to speak hard in front of my mother, and my mother basically has the final say at home. And my dad and I just try not to touch her scales, as long as she doesn't get angry, it's easy to say anything.
So even if my mother tore up my award, my father didn't dare to say a word, otherwise he would have to be repaired, including my father.
The sad winter vacation is finally over, and I don't have to spend every day in the days of torture and introspection, although the time flies slowly, but after all, it is the second semester of the first year of high school.
In this semester, we will be faced with the problem of choosing a liberal arts and sciences subject, and in this regard, the school suggests that we can be biased in the direction of study. As a result, there are some very strange phenomena, many students in our class are very knowledgeable about current affairs, some memorize history in chemistry class, and some write physics homework in politics class.
The teachers in charge of the class are always a little unhappy with this situation, and they always spend some time in each class to correct these problems and say a bunch of truths. But this approach will always cause dissatisfaction among many students, because those who plan to study science feel that studying politics and history is a waste of time, and those who plan to study liberal arts feel that studying physics and chemistry is purely unnecessary, and they can do what the teacher says, but what about others? What about other classes? What about other schools? It's all competition, and no one wants to be left behind in this kind of thing.
These people have a reason, because they either don't like liberal arts and want to study science. Either you don't like science, you want to study liberal arts.
In response to the call of the school, anyway, it is for their own good, why not, it is precisely because of this reason that the teachers have no choice, and the classroom is out of control.
Only two goods like me, it doesn't seem to be a normal person, for the choice of arts and sciences, always uncertain, I really don't know which subject to preference, I can only scratch my hair and beard.
Maybe I want to learn everything, maybe I don't choose, or maybe I don't know Long Tong's choice, because I will definitely choose the same as hers.
Gradually, I discovered that there are two mainstream models in the class, which are the liberal arts model and the science model. And a lot of people are defining patterns for themselves, and it's a topic of liberal arts and sciences all day long, so pay attention to this, pay attention to that.
The class has no lively atmosphere in the past, and I concentrate on my own choices, and I can have a good result when I transfer classes by subject.
Sleeping, playing, and making trouble in the corridor have all decreased a lot, and they are lifeless and out of tune with usual, and in such an atmosphere, I feel the pressure of layers and start to study hard. For Long Tong's desire, he suddenly felt a little slim, and there was always a worry that he couldn't control.
The days went by like this, as if the second semester of the first year of high school was shrouded in an atmosphere of hard work. Only Brother Long and King Zhapi are in a state of permanent relaxation, always eager and seeking to make people happy, and at the same time, some people are being infected by them.
As if this period of their youth in school is superfluous, learning is too boring for them, and they are really boring.
Every day, when the bell rings at the end of class, a group of people led by Brother Long and King Zhapi will always lean on the balcony of the corridor one by one to think about life, flowing out of the middle road, creating a catwalk catwalk for the goddesses passing by the door of the classroom of this class, or hiding in the bathroom to swallow the clouds and mist.
When I was confused, some people advised me to give up the liberal arts, and some people advised me to give up the science.
But I was always wavering between the trade-offs, which was a dilemma for me, just study everything, history in history class, physics in physics class, and whatever subject I studied.
This method was finally divided after the midterm exam results came out, and my overall score soared all the way to fifth in the class. It's just that the transcript has become three, and the liberal arts and science grades are counted separately, and there is an additional overall score sheet.
I was ranked outside the top 10 in the arts and sciences, and I was evenly matched. There weren't many people in the class who looked like me, and most of them were ranked far from each other in the arts and sciences. From there, I began to become an outlier and be laughed at.
If this was in another class, the head teacher would have come to do ideological work on me a long time ago, but in our class, the old class of the bird's nest doesn't seem to care, and doesn't want to care. ”。
It's just that I was relieved by the improvement in the overall score, no matter what, after all, it has improved, and I have returned to the previous rhythm, and the rest is to continue to achieve good results as always.
It was a particularly boring semester, the atmosphere of study was very tense, and the grades of the last semester had dropped severely, so for me, I didn't dare to slack off any longer, and the time to go out of the classroom became less and less.
Maybe Long Tong is in the same situation as me, I don't know if she will be criticized by her family because of the decline in grades during the winter vacation, it is estimated that she is also strengthening her efforts and sprinting in her studies now, in short, I rarely see her again this semester.
Because I don't usually go out, I don't dare to stick to the table tennis table to play table tennis and wait for her to appear when she goes to school every day, otherwise my beloved table tennis racket will definitely be destroyed by my mother.
No matter how much I think about it, I can only endure it, compared with studying and Long Tong, I still chose to study, after all, behind the study is the high pressure of my father and mother. It's like asking me to choose between Long Tong and my parents, but in reality, it's useless to choose Long Tong, because I still have to rely on them to pay for my living expenses.
A semester's hard work was not in vain, because my mother entrusted my aunt to strictly control me, I almost gave up participating in all the activities held by the school, I studied hard in my life, and there was nothing, of course, except for the middle of the night, I would take out the fate bucket under the bed to see things and think about people.
Maybe this is also my motivation, I just want to be able to be by her side through my own efforts, she is so good, the only way I can get close to her is to improve my grades, in the second year of high school, I can be assigned to the class that says she is in, and stand on the starting line with her, so that I can have the qualification to communicate with her.
As the first year of high school comes to an end, the next question is the formal selection of arts and sciences subjects. For me, this is not something to consider at all, Long Tong's choice is my choice, it's as simple as that.