Autumn went to spring, and Yu Muyang was facing the high school entrance examination in a blink of an eye, and he didn't have so much time to go to and from school with Yancuo, so he became Yancuo alone on the way to and from school.

She was a little lost, but she didn't dare to ask for anything, and these more than 100 days seemed to be stolen.

He is such a wonderful person, he must go to the best high school, and it will be the best university in the future. His future life will be the best.

And himself, Yan Cuo thought, can he go to the best high school in Anseong, he is too ordinary, he has no light, and he can't even get grades, how can he stand by his side.

Yan Cuo suddenly thought of why Yu Muyang was beaten before, and did he have any grudges, and he couldn't help but be a little worried. But there is a trace of happiness in my heart, fortunately I saw myself that day, and I saved him, otherwise, a person with such a light on his body would be unattainable for a lifetime.

Soon, Yancuo ushered in the first exam of the first semester, and for this exam, Yancuo has been preparing for a long time, but he is still nervous.

The best high school in Anseong has a small number of admission places every year, and all subjects are required to be top-notch. The most headache for her speech is English, her pronunciation is always rustic, and the words are not standard, so she didn't dare to speak for a while.

Yan Cuo looked at the third junior high school teaching building opposite, and the tense atmosphere was spreading, and basically no one was frolicking outside. She asked Su He before, Yu Muyang is the first in the whole grade, all subjects are flat, not biased at all, and he is a complete academic bully.

She couldn't help but wonder, what he was doing now, whether he was also doing the questions, would he be nervous, would he, occasionally think of himself.

The time to wait for the results is undoubtedly painful, and Yan Cuo has already had some answers with Su He, and he should still maintain the level of the middle stream this time, without a breakthrough.

She calmed down and let herself not think about her grades. I'm really not smart, but I've worked so hard but I'm still so bad. If only he could be like Yu Muyang, he could stand proudly beside him, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

The day before the results came out, Mr. Tang asked his classmates to call Yancuo to the office. Yan Cuo didn't say a word all the way, as if he sensed something.

When he arrived at the office, Mr. Tang did not smile gently this time, but looked at Yancuo with a little seriousness: "Do you know why I came to you this time?" Yancuo lowered his head, "Teacher, did I fail the test, I'm sorry." Teacher Tang gave her an English test paper with bright red numbers and 75 points.

Yan Cuo's eyes turned red instantly, with a full score of 120 points, he only scored 75 points, and his face was full of red forks, as if he was laughing at Yan Cuo's wishful thinking.

Heh, do people like you still dare to fantasize about Yan Fen High School, dare to dream like that, and dare to... Fantasize about the impossible man. Yan Cuo only felt as if he had been ridiculed fiercely, and lost all his strength. I stared blankly at the test paper.

Teacher Tang looked at her like this, and couldn't help but comfort her softly: "Yancuo, the teacher can see that you have worked very hard, from the time you entered the third class of our junior high school, Teacher Tang can see that you are working very hard as a child, but if you learn this matter, it is not only hard work is enough, we have to find the right way." You see that most of the things you are wrong about are grammar problems, and if you are learning English, it is very important to learn grammar well. You can read the notes of other students more and study more. In addition, if your English listening is relatively poor, you can listen to more English magnets, listen more to other people's pronunciation, and learn more. The teacher believes that you can learn well, so work hard. ”

Yancuo raised his head and looked at Teacher Tang and nodded: "Thank you, Teacher, I will work hard, don't worry." With that, he walked out of the office.

When he walked into the classroom, his classmates were still fighting, but Yancuo felt a deep despair lingering in his heart: Can he really learn well?

Su He, who was not far away, saw Yancuo coming back, and ran over quickly: "You're back, what did Mr. Tang ask you to do in the office?" ”

Yancuo looked at her and said in a low voice, "I didn't get a good English score this time, and I may have disappointed the teacher." When Su He heard this, he was also a little frustrated: "English, my English is not good, I can't find a way to learn, and rote memorization is useless." English listening is simply listening to heavenly books, and I am also desperate. I was good in all other subjects, but my English was poor. But it's okay, let's work together, listen to the tapes, take notes, and it will always get better. Come on! ”

Yan Cuo looked at Su He, and his smiling face was so beautiful. Yancuo cheered himself up, and looked at Su He with a smile, "Then let's work together!" ”

Su He suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and shouted excitedly: "Wow, Yancuo, I just found out now, you look so good when you smile, your eyes are like crescent moons, crooked." You're going to have to smile more in the future, how beautiful it is. Yancuo lowered his head a little shyly, "Thank you, I will." ”

At the end of the day's classes, Yancuo picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom. Through Mr. Tang's words, Yancuo changed his learning method, began to discuss with his classmates who were good at English, and began to practice speaking more.

It was difficult at first, but I believe that it will definitely get better and better in the future. Looking at the road ahead, Yan Cuo finally found some motivation, to work hard, to be on par with that person, and stand side by side in the same position.

Along the way, there were many classmates who got out of class, laughing and frolicking, watching their parents come to pick them up, looking at the gentle or doting smiles on the faces of the parents of those classmates, and they were a little distracted.

Their parents never smile at themselves like this, they are only bored with themselves.

Thinking distractedly, he saw a familiar figure in front of him. Yan Cuo's heart was overjoyed, it was actually him. Are you waiting for yourself? Yan Cuo was stunned, but he didn't dare to walk over, the figure strode over, Yan Cuo only felt that his heartbeat suddenly increased, unexpectedly, was he really waiting for himself.

"What are you thinking, I'm waiting for you for a long time, and I won't come over." He spoke, but she didn't notice a hint of pampering in his words.

"Why are you waiting for me, don't you have to stay in the hall every day in the third year of junior high school?" He smiled, "I don't need it today, I'll wait for you to go back together." How's it going, how are you studying? Yan Cuo lowered his head when he heard this, and said a little frustratedly: "It's not very good, I can't get up to English, I only have a score of 75 in this exam, I'm a little confused, and I don't know how to learn." ”

"English, I'm good at this, I can lend you my notes from the first year of junior high school, I hope it will help you. By the way, I also have a lot of English tapes at home, and I will use them for you as well. ”

Yan Cuo nodded excitedly when he listened, "Really, thank you so much, I have long heard that you are a scholar, and I really envy you." ”

He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him: "Look how good it is for you to smile like this, little girl, you have to smile more, there are still many beautiful things in this world." He nodded heavily, "Well, I'll definitely work hard to keep up with you." ”

After a long time, he seemed to suddenly think of something: "Little girl, where is your ideal high school?" Yancuo looked at him, as if he was a little embarrassed, "I want to score strictly, but my current score is impossible, do you think I'm talking about a dream" After speaking, he smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

He opened his mouth gently: "Strict score, me too, I have a few months to take the high school entrance examination, my volunteer will be filled in there, I hope you can also come." Yancuo looked up at him, "Do you think I can?" He suddenly lowered his body and looked into her eyes, "Trust me, you can, I'll wait for you in Yanfen, let's cheer together, okay?" ”

Yan looked at those eyes blankly, clear and bright, as if there were stars twinkling, so that she couldn't say anything bad anyway. "Okay, I'll come, you have to wait for me." The boy smiled and nodded, and walked forward.

Yan Cuo followed him, but there was still a deer in his heart, and his heart was beating fast.

The two walked on the way home, behind them was a long shadow, Yancuo looked into the distance, the lights of thousands of homes were warm, warm and harmonious, every household was lit with bright lights, and Yancuo couldn't help but have a trace of warmth in his heart.

Yan Cuo looked at the boy in front of him, why was he so good to himself, so good that he was about to have an illusion and like him.

But he is not worthy of him no matter what, such a beautiful boy, the people around him will never be like him.

Yan Cuo knew that he shouldn't fantasize, but he still couldn't help but feel sad. Do you like it, yes, otherwise why would my heart beat faster every time I see him?

After making up his mind, Yancuo suddenly strode to the front and pulled out a big smile, "I'm going home, don't send me, goodbye." After saying that, he turned around and left. Behind him was his voice: "Okay, I'll bring you the notes next time I have time, goodbye." ”

Yan Cuo walked to the depths of an alley in front of him, watching his figure leave, he still couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, as if he was forcing himself to let go of it alive, forcing himself to not like him, and not daring to like him.

After all, this is already very good, and it is time to be content.

It's just that at night, no one can help but cry and wet the pillow.