Cheng Tianyou hasn't appeared for a long time, and I don't know if he has left the city.

Every day, when the sun shines overhead, we walk out of the classroom and go to the cafeteria with the flickering sun. I rarely eat with Ryosheng. He may have lost a lot of weight recently because of the pressure of studying, and it is distressing to be so thin in the sun.

The amount of food in Jinling is very small, but the amount of food I eat is surprisingly large. I think it's because I have been filling the boiled noodles made by Liang Sheng since I was a child, and my appetite has become very big. I was very depressed when I thought about this, and I thought, if, in the future, when I go on a date with other boys, I eat more than them, will they be scared away by my pride? Because I was depressed, I ate a lot more. Then, all the things I learned in the morning were eaten with the meal, and my brain was empty.

Jinling's eye circles are a little dark, a little panda shape, it looks a little ridiculous, in fact, I really can't figure her out, she stays up all day and studies hard, but she is always absent from work. Even though I wasn't in the same classroom as her anymore, this was her usual style, and I had been like this since my freshman year of high school. In the past, I was very envious of her courage to say that she would not come to class if she did not come to class. At that time, in my eyes, this was completely the heroism and courage of the charlatans. And she explained that it was because of her grandmother's poor health.

After lunch, Jin Ling and I went back to the classroom and met Bei Xiaowu at the entrance of the stairs, carrying a backpack full of things. I asked strangely, are you planning to go camping?

Bei Xiaowu shook his head, how can it be, the college entrance examination revolution has not yet succeeded, and Comrade Xiaowu still has to work hard. I sorted these things out because my mom was not in good health lately and always called me to go back and see her. After speaking, he immediately asked me, Jiang Sheng, can you lend me the Huanggang test questions made by your key class? I'll take it home and see it.

I looked at Bei Xiaowu and was stunned for a moment. This genius who once scored 100 points in eight courses said such in-depth words to me, and I was a little uncomfortable. I also stammered a little when I answered. I said, yes, yes...... Yes, you...... You...... Follow ...... I'll take it...... Take it.

Bei Xiaowu looked at me, turned his face and asked Jinling, she ...... She's her, she's ...... This is what it is...... What's wrong?

Jin Ling shook his head and said, I ...... I don't...... I don't know!

Bei Xiaowu patted my head with his hand and said, Jiang Sheng, did you eat too many bean sprouts at noon today, and you didn't chew them properly, but the bean sprouts hooked together, and your tongue was also hooked!

I clutched my head, looking aggrieved. Without Liang Sheng by my side, Bei Xiaowu became a tyrant.

I hate these people who always like to slap my head!

However, I still obediently covered my head and went back to the classroom to give Bei Xiaowu Huanggang practice questions. When the college entrance examination becomes an art, Huanggang becomes a milestone of art, and we are the little souls struggling under the milestone. Oh, you really don't know, every day, when those teachers send us such and such exercises, the expressions on their faces are so beautiful, as if they are pouring us royal jelly. I weigh those test papers in my hands repeatedly every day, and I think of that word, Luoyang paper is expensive. I think if paper becomes more expensive now, it will not be because a similar classmate has written a peerless good article, but definitely because it is printed with test questions.

I looked at these test papers like a forest, so many big trees have been cut down, it turned out that they were used to make paper, printed into test papers to torture us!

My thinking is always so jumpy, and my Chinese teacher often praises me, saying that I have rich associations, and such a person must get a high score in the college entrance examination essay. Maybe I was praised too much by her, and I was proud, and my tail was very high. Since then, no matter what genre of writing is written, it is written in a fairy spirit, and even argumentative essays are not allowed to be converted into mythological stories. The Chinese teacher was terrified. What's even more terrifying is that I am always a tendon to the end, and I have developed this fairy spirit into English composition, as long as I write an English essay, even if it is to introduce the school scenery, my beginning is: "Long."

long

Ago, there is a fairy living there, this fairy came to our campus, and when I looked, wow, this scenery is so beautiful...... "The English teacher finally looked straight at it, and I couldn't remember it, and no matter how hard I worked to write such an article and look up the Oxford dictionary, the criticism of me was split-faced, and I was scared to tremble. He said, Jiang Sheng, can you not write about immortals, immortals, immortals! I shuddered, and I changed my essay to "Long."

long

Ago, there's an elf living there, and this elf comes to our campus, and when I look at it, wow, this scenery is so beautiful...... "At this point, the English teacher was completely mad. This incident was later rumored to be a joke, Liang Sheng once came to me, and he asked me, Jiang Sheng, what have you eaten recently? I quickly clarified, I said, I definitely did not eat poisonous mushrooms. Liang Sheng smiled and said, I know, I'm worried, you haven't eaten well lately, and your nutrition can't keep up......

The kind-hearted Liang Sheng did not say the following sentence "Cause your brain Xiudou", Liang Sheng is such a boy who is never willing to say anything mean to anyone.

My fairy plot was finally cured by the Chinese teacher, and she couldn't watch me go crazy because of her careless praise. That's why I often take my writing to her office for training. However, at that time, I was too deeply poisoned, and my brain had always lacked fire, so I ignored her tortuous and tactful teachings. In the end, she cried urgently, and she said, Jiang Sheng, I beg you, okay, put away your imagination.

She expressed her thoughts so bluntly that I finally understood. It turned out that the English teacher and the Chinese teacher didn't hate me for using the fairy once, but they didn't mean that I used my imagination. In fact, they said it earlier, so that I have to think about the synonyms of the gods for a long time every time to reduce the tedium of the article, from elves to souls to devils to Hades, and I almost pulled out black and white impermanence.

Now that I think about it, that time was definitely exhausting from studying, which led to brain atrophy. That's why he's stupid, stunned, and like a little idiot.

The pressure of studying was increasing day by day, and I decided to quit my small part-time job at "Rather Believe, Don't Come to Harm", but I didn't expect that after this decision, everything came to an end here, and then it came flooding.