Chapter Twenty-Six: A Friend Who Can Resist the World for You
July 6th, morning.
This is the day when junior high school students return to school after taking the high school entrance examination.
Outside South China Junior High School, the oily meat skewers and tofu waft out of the oily Ritzz, wafting a mouth-watering aroma, and some of the food stalls that stay across the street from the school all year round still haven't lost their original appeal, allowing a large number of junior high school students to order food.
Smelling the fragrance of teeth and claws in the air, Gu Yang felt a taste of nostalgia, and happened to meet Han Shenliang who bought a string of fried tofu, and the two entered the school together.
"Hey, Gu Yang, I failed in the high school entrance examination this time, I only scored five hundred and sixty-three points, after knowing the score, my father almost didn't peel off my skin, and it was not easy to get through the past few days, and finally got through the darkest days."
His lips were full of oil, and Han Shenliang complained vaguely, but looking at his appearance, he probably didn't care much in his heart.
"Five hundred and sixty-three points, quite a haode."
Gu Yang moved his finger and said to his dead friend with a smile.
"Yes, I think so too, but my dad doesn't think so, I was trained to lose three pounds of flesh on my body."
Han Shenliang's expression was very miserable, he blinked his eyes again, and asked, "Gu Yang, how many points did you score in the exam this time?" ”
"I didn't take many exams, but the scores for high school were enough anyway."
He didn't tell his dead friend about his score, he felt that there was no need to announce this thing, and it wasn't a big deal, just know it.
Probably thinking that it was not interesting to ask, Han Shenliang changed the topic, talked about games and sports, and did not stop when he entered the classroom, until the head teacher entered the class and signaled the classmates to be quiet, he restrained himself a little.
However, junior high school was over, and he didn't go back to his place, and after negotiating with Wang Yu at the same table, he happily sat with Gu Yang and said something interesting, but most of them were talking about it, and Gu Yang was listening.
And Ye Yuxuan, who was in the front seat, didn't turn around and participated in their previous whispered conversation, but when she came in, she said hello to the two of them and stopped talking, as if their relationship was only worth that one greeting.
After distributing the graduation certificate and taking a haode graduation photo a long time ago, the head teacher temporarily answered the phone, saying that there was something important, and asked the Chinese teacher Zhang Wenluo to hold a class meeting on his behalf and the registration process with the high school, and then left in a hurry, and the slightly commotionous classroom suddenly fell into a hustle and bustle after there was no teacher.
As for the reason for the hustle and bustle, most of them are asking about the results of the high school entrance examination, for example, Ye Yuxuan in front of Gu Yang, there are already three or four batches of students who usually rank in the top of the class to ask, she softly spit out the word "633", so that the comer fell into a stunned state, and then retreated a little ashamed.
After sending away the fifth-place classmate who came to ask about the results, Ye Yuxuan hesitated for a while, her heart was entangled, and after all, she turned her head and pretended to ask the question she wanted to ask the most: "Gu Yang, how many points did you score?" ”
Gu Yang smiled indifferently: "It's okay, I can barely go to high school." ”
"Oh."
Ye Yuxuan's heart was a little disappointed, but she pretended to be happy, and said, "Gu Yang, in fact, I am very grateful to you, Zuihou has troubled you so much for a while, if you didn't help me, I would not have scored 131 points in the Chinese language test, and the teachers I know said that it is difficult to compare the price of the Chinese test papers this time, and it is rare to be able to get one hundred or thirteen, very rare, really xiexie you." ”
She said this sincerely thanks, nothing else, and felt that in the zuihou stage of junior high school, she should leave a haode impression on the other party and make up for the regret of the last time she met zuihou.
"Don't be so polite."
He nodded slightly, a faint smile on his face.
Ye Yuxuan's lips were about to open, and she wanted to say something more, but there was already a coughing sound at the door, which made the whole classroom quiet.
Even though he had finished his studies, Zhang Wenluo's prestige was still there, and the students present involuntarily stopped talking, looked at the Chinese teacher who walked in slowly, and closed their mouths tightly, as if they were afraid that one or two words would pop out of their mouths and attract the attention of this middle-aged man in his thirties.
Walking to the podium, his gaze swept over the students who were looking at each other in the audience, and he spoke.
"This high school entrance examination, well, is still quite difficult."
Zhang Wenluo spoke in a very toneful manner, and his pretended serious expression made the faces of the students present nervous, but Gu Yang couldn't help but smile.
This expression is the same as the look when I talked to him alone after a lesson that day, and I couldn't help but feel a little happy.
The sharp-eyed Zhang Wenluo immediately noticed Gu Yang's smile, glared and said, "Gu Yang, what are you laughing at, did you do well in the exam?" ”
The students present turned their eyes to the boy with a stiff smile, thinking that this guy was planted in the hands of the teacher again.
"Idiot."
The same schadenfreude sounded, but it was just two different words, and even the person who spoke was exactly the same.
Ignoring the taunts of the rebellious young man, Gu Yang sat in his position and did not move, speaking in a loud voice, but it could spread throughout the classroom.
"Teacher Zhang, well, I laughed when I wanted to, for no reason, as for the grades, I think you should know."
"Hmm."
Zhang Wenluo shook his head and nodded, agreed, and pretended to say: "If you want to laugh, you can laugh, this reason is very unusual, and this achievement is ......"
"It's rubbish."
Before he could speak, the voice that had interjected before sounded again, filling in the sentence for him.
As soon as these three words came out, it caused a burst of laughter from the whole class. The laughter was so loud that it even reached the window, startling the sparrows that landed on the branches of the maple trees.
It's not that they discriminate against Gu Yang, it's just that they thought it was very interesting for Song Han to make up these words. This is an unscrupulous age, some people don't know how to respect others, and the person who is ridiculed is still a person in the class who usually has average grades and no sense of existence, so there is nothing to care about.
At the height of the laughter, a loud roar shook the audience, making the laughter feel like it had been choked by the throat and could not continue.
"Laugh JB!"
Han Shenliang roared, slammed the table, and stood up panting, the loud noise made the classroom silent.
The anger on his face was still there, his eyes swept over the classmates, and under the angry eyes that burned like flames, the boys and girls lowered their brows one after another, avoiding them, and even Song Han, who said those three words, didn't dare to speak when he looked at Han Shenliang's body that looked more and more burly due to his frequent exercise.
In the class, he would never allow this kind of mockery of his best friend to happen, so he suddenly broke out, so that everyone did not dare to speak anymore.
The classroom fell silent again.
Gu Yang patted Han Shenliang's shoulder, signaling him to calm down, a little moved, silently buried in his heart, and didn't say it.
Zhang Wenluo didn't blame Han Shenliang for roaring in class, he smiled, motioned for Han Shenliang to sit down, cleared his throat, and added the sentence just now: "The results are very good." ”
These five words stunned the people in the classroom.
Zhang Wenluo continued, his tone was as serious as ever, and his slightly bowed body straightened: "I'm very happy to see that this school, and even the city's Chinese single subject champion is produced in this class, 142 in a single subject, well, it's really high." and a total score of 650 points, in the big class of the third and second classes of junior high school, I think there should be no problem with the first place, Gu Yang, your grades are very good, and you have lived up to my expectations of you. ”
At the moment when the word zuihou came out, the class exploded, like the most noisy moment in the vegetable market, and everyone looked at the teenager in the corner with shocked eyes, unable to believe what the Chinese teacher had just said.
650 points, how is this possible?