Finally, after class, I escaped from the place where I had lost face.

Along the way, I met a lot of classmates running around the classrooms with books in hand. I didn't say hello to anyone and went back to my classroom with my head down.

This class was a rare self-study class, and I put down my book and lay on the table.

In the classroom of the third year of high school, some people will go out for a walk after class, and some people will continue to brush up on the questions. Of course, there are also some people who will take advantage of the short 10 minutes to lie down on the table to rest.

So, I lay on the table with my head on my arm and let the tears drip down my sleeve and no one would notice, would I?

Although it was already June, the weather was not very hot, and I was wearing a long-sleeved school uniform, and after a while, my sleeves were soaked with tears.

Aggrieved? Yes. But it's more of a disappointment in yourself......

Are you unwilling to fall off the altar? No, even when I was doing well in my studies, I knew that there were people outside of people, and I was never proud.

Are math teachers too harsh? No, I've heard harsher accusations than that, which would make a person feel embarrassed, and the math teacher was still very mild in comparison.

So what is it?

It is a sense of powerlessness, a painful struggle after falling into the dust, but the frustration of being powerless to change the status quo......

After the high school entrance examination, I was undoubtedly happy to learn that I could enter the only provincial key high school in the city.

Because the school is far away from home, I spent the whole summer practicing cycling in order to go to school.

Finally, when the day of school started, looking at the lilacs all over the campus, I thought to myself, this place is so beautiful!

But who would have thought that today's campus, still the campus with pleasant scenery, and the lilacs outside the window are still blooming, but my state of mind is so different.

"What's wrong with you?" Suddenly, the voice of Cui Ling, who was at the same table, came from his ears.

I quickly raised my head, pretended to have just woken up, and said, "I'm asleep." ”

Cui Ling said a little puzzled: "I thought you had something, it's been a few minutes since class, haven't you never slept in class?" ”

I disguised myself and said, "Maybe I was too tired, and I ended up falling asleep and didn't hear the class bell ring." ”

Cui Ling was a girl with a little rough nerves, she believed my words and didn't continue to ask.

I sighed inwardly.

The sleeves are all wet, but fortunately, the school uniform is dark and not very visible.

Cui Ling next to her is already writing her math homework, and unlike me, Cui Ling's math grades are very good, and she usually gives me lectures when she has time.

Cui Ling is very short, a little chubby, short hair, big eyes and a red face.

Cui Ling loves to laugh very much, and she likes to cover her mouth when she laughs, and even her eyes are smiling.

I envy her, optimistic, cheerful, and of course, she is better at math than me, even if she gives me a little bit of her math mind.

I belong to the kind of students who need the teacher to explain step by step to understand, and the math in high school is still very difficult, and with the abstract teaching style of Lao Fan, I am completely confused.

Maybe Lao Fan is not wrong, but I am not smart enough and have no mathematical thinking; It's that I don't work hard enough to read at night; It's that I won't be flexible, and I spend all my time on completing the test questions sent by the teacher, and the result of repeating the questions is to do it over and over again, and I will never do it if I can't.

However, with only one month left before the college entrance examination, what can I change?