Before, the school examination that Mr. Lei asked us to sign up for was also a famous art college in Nanjing, and we all wanted to go, but we didn't have the opportunity.

Its exam is just a few days after the joint entrance examination, and it is in a hurry.

At the same time, it was also the time of the Spring Festival, and we couldn't buy tickets at all, so the registration fee paid was also a waste, because we didn't go to the exam.

No one went.

And almost the whole class signed up for this school because the school is really good.

It is known as Little Tsinghua.

Now I regret a little, I should have tried everything to take the exam at that time, maybe the result will be different now, maybe there will be miracles, after all, I have also created some miracles.

It's a pity that there is no what if, and if you miss it, you miss it.

No matter how much you regret it, it's useless.

I was absent from the school exams, we were both absent, but I still didn't have any self-knowledge to check my school exam scores.

The two words of absenteeism completely knocked me back to reality and recognized reality.

Don't you still expect a miracle? It's really ridiculous, watching the students return to the studio to continue to participate in the training camp and prepare for the school examinations of major universities, and suddenly doubt their choice, whether this choice is right or wrong.

In fact, there is no need to dwell on it, because there is no way back.

……

After the Chinese New Year.

The eighth day of the first month.

It was a call from Mr. Hai, he was very eager to recommend me to a local cultural class cram school, I heard that the trial school these days is free, do not learn in vain, Mr. Hai is such a class teacher for our sake.

He was really nice and nice to each of us.

The next morning, my sister and I went to the make-up class to find out, but there were only four students, and the atmosphere in the class was very strange.

Although there were only four students, the teacher's speech was still vivid and interesting.

However, it is undeniable that the teacher taught very well, and the first lesson of the experience was the English class, the English teacher focused on teaching the basics, and only taught pronunciation in the first lesson.

Then, I also asked the students to go to the podium to read, and there were only four students, and it seemed that they couldn't escape.

The first time I read it on stage, I felt good, which greatly boosted my self-confidence.

Even if you can't read, the teacher is gentle reminder and patient help on the side.

After a whole training camp, it seemed that everything had changed, especially me, who had become much braver.

The first reaction to everything is no longer to retreat and timidity.

This kind of bravery, I like and want to have it all the time.

At the end of the morning, I don't need to go in the afternoon, only there is a course schedule in the morning, but I have already experienced it once, and I don't want to go the next day, because I know the result, so there is no need to give hope.

When the time comes, you can't shirk it, and it's yourself who is embarrassed.

I know that the purpose of the trial class is to let us register for classes to study, art candidates can not go back to school after the art examination and joint entrance examination, or they can choose the place to cram for cultural classes, even if they stay at home all the time, unless you are not discovered, generally such a thing is impossible, and you may not even have a graduation certificate in the end.

Students who don't study can also choose a single move, maybe that is more suitable for themselves.

There is a way out.

Since there is no hope at the beginning, then don't give hope, anything is like this, if I go to the audition for a few days, I will definitely be placed somewhere, I don't know how to refuse is really difficult, so, don't go.

Directly cut off the original sin.

That's fine, just study at home during this time, I believe in my self-discipline, and in comparison, maybe there is less method.

There are a lot of students in our class who go out to study cultural classes, half of our class is not studying, half of us have given up, and there are a few students who want to study, such as me.

……

School.

When I went back to school, I lived in the school again, and the reason was very simple, that is, I should be in the third year of high school, the time was tight, and the task was heavy.

Therefore, I live on campus, everything will be more convenient, and there will be evening self-study, so I can push myself to study, otherwise I will always doze off.

Everyone should not believe in their own self-control, imagination is always beautiful, but reality is very skinny.

Even I can't be completely self-controlled.

However, after coming back again, our class has not lived up to its existence, the students who have taken the school examination have not returned, and the students who have signed up for cultural learning institutions do not need to come back, so only a small number of students are left.

Very little, very little.

Our 19th class and 17th class are combined, so that there are not many people in one class, in fact, there are really not many.

I was very abrupt in their class, especially sitting in the second row of the class, which was a good position.

However, some strange eyes came, because many students didn't know us, and there was a feeling of being under the fence.

However, this is indeed arranged by the school, and we have no choice, otherwise who doesn't want to go back to their own class, and who doesn't want to miss Teacher Hai.

Isn't it good to stay in your own class?

Ay!

However, this is indeed our own class, but the people are different, because of the merger, the head teacher of class 17 directly occupies our class, and the house number is changed to their class.

It's so domineering.

But only if there is overbearing capital.

Completely occupy it for themselves, just because their class is requisitioned by other classes, occupy it, and it is empty anyway.

My sister and I sat together, and it felt different to go to class with Class 17.

Unlike the laziness and laziness of our class, the classroom atmosphere in their class is extraordinarily warm, and almost everyone is listening carefully, erecting their little brains, and taking it seriously.

The teachers also spoke very well, I liked the way they taught, and the relationship between teaching and receiving, which was natural and very good.

Especially in the English class, the English teacher taught me very well, I seemed to go back to junior high school, and I couldn't help but think of the civil engineering teacher, who directly made up all the English knowledge I had left behind in the past six months, because this teacher taught almost all the skills and strategies.

At this time, you should really pay special attention to strategy, although there are many skills, but since it is English, it is inevitable to memorize words and consolidate the foundation, skills are very important, but the foundation is also important.

Laying a good foundation is the key.

Now it's all about the two sides going on together.

Although I didn't know any of my classmates except for some of my classmates, I seemed to have subconsciously become a member of this class, and no one regarded me as an outsider.

Even the teachers got to know me very quickly.

I think that's the role of knowledge, and teachers never turn away students who love to learn.

Just like me.

I was even more comfortable in their class than in my own class, and the teachers and classmates were very nice to me, and I wondered how nice it would have been if I had been in this class in the first place.

I will definitely not develop the lazy character I have now.

I don't like that kind of character.

Ahri-san, too, and now that I'm in the same space with him, I feel very free, though it's just that I feel.

When he looked at me, he always felt strange, could he still ......

No, after such a long time, probably not.

Hopefully he isn't.

……

All day in class and out of class, the life of studying is always boring, and I am particularly curious about the chubby head, she always does not study, she is always in class and after class, reading e-books, or playing with mobile phones, in short, I haven't seen her study, but she can do well in the exam.

It's even pretty good.

For example, this joint entrance examination.

Is this the legendary talent? It's a pity I didn't.

"I'm not smart, so I have to work hard." That's my motto.

The results of the joint entrance examination came out soon, and I began to check the scores with great excitement, however, after seeing this result, it was a silent pain, why?

10,000 hearts don't believe.

So, is that really it? Are you sure? Ay!

I really didn't take the test.

However, I can't blame anyone for this, I can only blame myself, blame myself for not being strong enough, and the result is exactly the same as I expected, the results are decent, not high or low.

However, at this moment, the group has begun to release its own results, and everyone's score screenshots must be sent in, because the training class has to be counted, and there is also the school, this result does not need to be hidden, it must be made public.

It's inevitable to be sad and sad, it's normal, students who do well in the exam will be very happy, and people like me who don't do well in the exam can only be sad silently alone, and they have to pretend that it doesn't matter.

At this moment, I seem to have seen people laughing at and questioning.

There are indeed some, it's nothing more than some: I usually blow myself into the sky, but the test is so low, is there a shame in it?! It turns out that it was nothing more than that. How high do you think you can get in? I thought it was a king, but it turned out to be a bronze, etc......

Many, much more.

However, I seem to be used to it, because this is an established fact, what can I do if I don't accept it? Can you rewrite reality or do it all over again?

None of them.

Therefore, there is only acceptance, and there is only acceptance.

For this result, everyone is almost in my grade segment, decent, Xiaopang is one point higher than me and my sister, but she is usually a good rank, and now she has this result, she is considered to have played extraordinarily.

I've actually always been at this level.,It's just the praise of Mr. Lei and other teachers.,It seems that I'm extraordinarily awesome.,Every time I praise me, my heart is still very empty.,Now finally.,How much ridicule I get.。

Maybe I can only be blamed for not getting a good grade.

That is, even if you work hard, you don't necessarily have a good result.

After that, Mr. Lei never paid attention to me and my sister again, it can be said that it was very realistic, just like that, we lost contact with the studio, sent WeChat and didn't reply, didn't answer the phone, or what, the attitude has been obvious and obvious.

Moreover, we did not take the school exam, so in the eyes of the teachers, it was a waste, most likely a waste.

On the contrary, the twin brother and younger brother, the two of them also belong to the normal performance, and they got a very good result, especially the twin brother, who is the first in the studio, and is also one of the few achievements in the provincial level, I especially admire him.

However, he was not satisfied with himself and chose to repeat it.

And what about us, there is only this one chance, for many reasons, if I repeat it, I don't know if I can still register for the college entrance examination again, and miracles will not always favor me.

So, let's cherish this opportunity, maybe the result is not bad.

The legend in the studio is over, and it's natural not to care about it.

I didn't say it, but I could feel that Chubby had laughed at us.

Don't you know.

The cultural class is also in full swing, continue to prepare for this college entrance examination, it is a milestone, but also a turning point in life, what the result is, and it is an unknown.

There is a bright shore ahead.

Come on, there will always be a light at the end of the tunnel.

……

The time that belongs to the third year of high school is so short, only a few months, and the coming-of-age ceremony that has not been in time, everything flies so fast, I am already an adult.

But how is it that this mind is still like a child? If you are not mature enough, you still need to experience!

"Hello~" I said hello to the puppy on the side of the road.

It was a very white and pure big white dog, I called him Dabai, he seemed to be called this in the first place, he actually wagged his tail at me and followed me.

Lovely, friendly.

So, I went to the commissary and bought a ham sausage for it, as if we had become good friends, how nice it would be if all the people in the world were like little animals, simple and pure.

Give a little favor and it will wag its tail at you and smile.

There are not so many worries either.

All the unexpected encounters happened at this moment.

Turn around, around the corner.

It was Mr. G, who was standing there and also saw me, I smiled, and then waved, this is my whole junior high school.

Half of my youth, but the past is gone, and all this is just in the past.

He has his life, I have my choice.

The original refusal was just to not be embarrassed now, it was really not embarrassing, and it was very kind to see him, just like seeing an old classmate who had not seen him for many years, but it was indeed the same.

It's been a long time since I've seen each other.

Just like that, the encounter passed, the wordless face, to the end, to leave.

……

Later, I always sneaked into the dormitory with Dabai, and he stayed in our dormitory naturally, and I liked it very much, and he seemed to like me too.

All three of us are animal lovers, and later, a cat got lost and ran into our dormitory for some reason, and when we didn't stay with it for long, it ran away and never came back.

It's an encounter.

A fateful encounter.

Then, during class that day, the students who went to take the school exam came back one after another, always looking forward to it inexplicably, and their eyes always looked out of the door from time to time, as if they were waiting for a familiar figure.

It's him.

Maybe I can wait for him, maybe he'll come back, maybe he'll look at me more, but it's all maybe.

Fantasy always turns the impossible into countless possibilities, but it only exists in fantasy, has no meaning, and does not have a sense of reality in the first place.

I have experienced the pain and beauty of crush to the fullest.

Worst performance.