Chapter 90: A Mass
"Can you ride at your height?" Father said impatiently.
"If I can ride it, will you buy it for me?" Chen Yuanyuan was not angry, but thought about it and asked.
"I'll buy it for you, and I'll buy it for you when I can ride it." The father recalled that there seemed to be no memory of his daughter learning to ride, and felt that she could not succeed, so he took this opportunity to dispel her growing temper.
The boss next to him seemed to be very interested in this agreement, and after paying him some money, he agreed to lend the car to Chen Yuanyuan, provided that he could not go out of the car dealership.
Chen Yuanyuan looked at the somewhat narrow aisle and didn't care. Taking the bits and pieces off the car, she tried the weight, and it was okay, but she felt that the seat cushion was a little high, and she adjusted it to the lowest. Even so, Chen Yuanyuan's feet still couldn't touch the ground normally.
She could only tilt the bike a little bit, landing on the ground with her left leg, straddle her right leg, and turn the pedal back at an angle with her toes to make the bike move when she stepped on it.
Looking back at the two adults who were smiling a little, Chen Yuanyuan shook his head and took a deep breath. The left foot pushed forward a few times, and the right foot pressed the pedal hard to make the car move, and when there was momentum, the left foot was retracted and placed on the left pedal, adjusting the center of gravity of the lower body, so that the car was no longer tilted, and at the same time, the butt also sat on the cushion. With one foot and the other foot a little suspended in the air, he rode steadily and returned to the front of the two people.
When she got out of the car, she reflected the metamorphosis of her body coordination, as if she jumped down directly, and fell to the ground steadily, her face was not red or panting.
After that, my father didn't say much, and went to the cashier with the boss to pay the money. Chen Yuanyuan was quietly inhaling the cold air behind them. It turned out that when I came down just now, I didn't know where one foot had scraped the car, because the strength was quite strong, and now it hurts very much.
She now had some doubts about whether the decision she had just made was wrong, so she bought something to love and went back. And this sin has to be endured every day, what is this, lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot? When I think about it, my feet hurt!
When he was about to go back, he stuffed the bicycle into a small bread, and Chen Yuanyuan endured the pain and sat in the co-pilot without any abnormality, listening to his father's lecture.
Don't look at it as a bicycle, I thought it was cheap, and when I paid just now, my father, who had some money now, felt quite painful, but for the sake of face, I still bought it.
Now that there are no outsiders in the car, he began to tell Chen Yuanyuan to let her use it well, don't lose it, otherwise she will be beaten carefully. Chen Yuanyuan could only listen honestly and rubbed his feet quietly.
Back in the community, Chen Yuanyuan locked the car in the bicycle park, paid some storage fees, sat on the edge of the flower bed, took off his shoes and socks, saw some green feet, and sighed.
Early the next morning, Chen Yuanyuan was glad that his body was really good, and now his feet didn't hurt much, so he took advantage of the fact that there was still some time during the holiday to ride a few laps around the community and get familiar with the situation of similar injuries in the province.
She was completely gone in her heart now, and the excitement she had when she first saw the car began to dislike it. Because even if she is not injured, Chen Yuanyuan is more tired than she does massage several times with this cycling method.
When she went to school on Monday, she pushed the car into the school gate, and many of the male classmates showed envious eyes, and several came over to ask about the price of the car. Chen Yuanyuan blinked twice, and then prevaricated with the reason that her father bought it for her and didn't know how much it was.
Her heart is actually quite unsettled now, and everyone will care about their appearance. Even if she changed her identity, it was the same. It's been almost a month since the start of school, and there hasn't been a single one who has come to talk to her, which makes her feel that she is prepared and looks very stupid.
It's good today, for a bicycle, there are several farts running around, what's the trouble? Something wrong with your own aesthetics?
So she locked the car in a huff and returned to class, sulking. The girl at the front table who could have met her and said hello thought she was weird now, and at the same time felt a chill, so she didn't dare to move forward.
It wasn't until class that Chen Yuanyuan persuaded himself and relieved himself. "Well, well, maybe I'm really not very good-looking."
In the following days, she was also used to being asked about her bicycle every day, and she went to and from school very calmly.
In a blink of an eye, the monthly exam, Chen Yuanyuan still focuses on the subjects of the future high school entrance examination, there is no reform in this period, the high school entrance examination is the materialization of language and mathematics, the second year of physics, and the third year of chemistry.
In English, she gave it her all and didn't let go of water at all. Mathematics, Chinese and physics, it seems a lot more casual, the questions are answered, there are a few questions that are less written and a few steps are missing, and a few numbers are just miscalculated. For the rest of the subjects, she wrote according to what she had listened to in class, because she had not memorized them after class.
She used this attitude to complete the first junior high school monthly exam, during which the invigilator took care of her. Because she answered the questions the fastest in the whole examination room, she was looking around when she was done, otherwise she would be in a daze, and no matter how she looked at it, it would make people suspicious.
The results came out within two days, and at the same time, the top 100 list of each grade was posted at the door of the teaching building. Chen Yuanyuan ranked ninety-two, and the fifteenth in the class.
She didn't expect such a ranking. According to the score of the middle school in her previous life, she felt that this score could be ranked in the top 50, but she didn't expect the difference between the grades of the two schools to be so big.
The school's grades are very tight in a large division, and it is not uncommon for two or three people to have the same score. This made Chen Yuanyuan a little vigilant, and decided to take the monthly exam in the future, and it was best to keep it within fifty, otherwise the things that would be a little difficult to do later.
When the head teacher saw the score sheet of the class, he confirmed that the student 'Chen Yuanyuan' was deliberately maintaining a certain grade. Otherwise, how can the subjects to be tested in the future high school entrance examination be so good, and the subjects that are not tested are relatively bad. During the exam, the invigilator also reflected to her what Chen Yuanyuan had done during the exam, which made her more sure of her judgment.
"But what can it be? Tell her to her face to stop pretending? I discovered your secret? That's not right. But let her continue to provoke the authority of the teacher? I can't be angry, it seems that I can only order her a little bit, let her restrain a little. The homeroom teacher thought helplessly.
In this way, in the next few days, the number of times the head teacher ordered Chen Yuanyuan in class increased a lot, and they were all very simple, but very troublesome questions.
This kind of treatment made Chen Yuanyuan at a loss for a while, but fortunately, as time went by, the head teacher didn't have time to care about her idle things.
In junior high school, there will always be some stumbles when so many adolescent children are together, which may be verbal or physical.
Chen Yuanyuan's class was an exception at the beginning, and the more time passed, the more obvious the contradictions in the class became.
Will she be a participant? How can it be? Chen Yuanyuan has always been a melon eater.