February has come to an end.

March comes with the warmer weather.

In March, the second model is approaching, and the teachers and students of the whole grade are very nervous.

Those who study hard and those who don't study hard are studying seriously at the moment, and in a few days it will be the 100-day oath, and that time will really be the final sprint.

The skylight is like a parabola that opens downward, moving little by little, towards that day at its apex.

Hello spring.

Hello college entrance examination.

Lin Shanghan remembered that at this time last year, he was still a student in the senior class of Zhiyuan Middle School, the weather was hot and humid, the college entrance examination was approaching, and everyone was restless, but he had to continue to do mock papers.

Sweat dripped on the test paper, and then wiped it with your arm, scratching a small shallow water trail, which dried out in a few seconds, leaving small folds on the paper.

A year has passed so quickly.

How is it sung in "You at the Same Table"?

"It was always blue, and the days were always too slow."

This is not the case.

Good days always go by quickly. In the days before the exam, I always wondered, stretching out my head is also a knife, and shrinking my head is also a knife, can I give myself a good time? But time is going slowly minute by minute, and I don't sympathize with everyone's suffering at all.

However, the summer vacation after the exam passed quickly, so fast that Lin Shanghan returned to the classroom in the blink of an eye.

Lin Shanghan crouched on the table, his whole face on the Coke can he bought from the commissary after running and exercising, absorbing the precious coolness of the aluminum can.

Lin Shanghan's chin pressed a Chinese monthly exam paper that had just been handed out, Lin Shanghan always wanted to make a breakthrough in Chinese, but the final score was still about the same.

"The relationship between effort and result can be calculated with a formula." Lin Shanghan said with emotion.

If this is the case, there will be less sadness in the world.

Since the beginning of the next semester, the teachers have been emphasizing that time is running out, time is running out, and then the speed of classes, exercises, and topics is all accelerating, so fast that many times the previous thing has not had time to react, and the next thing comes again, and many of those intensive test papers cannot be completed.

Every day, there are all kinds of mock test papers that I don't know where they come from, what XX middle school sprint papers, XX middle school secret papers, there are too many to count, in the end, Jiangsu Province has excellent education, there are many famous schools, and after the test papers are released, they will be sent to the students by the school from other channels in the fastest time.

Lin Shanghan suddenly had a moment when he was the Nobita in "Doraemon", because he had Doraemon. Nobita grew up stupid from childhood to adulthood, what to do, what to eat, and nothing left. It doesn't matter, he also has the blue fat man who crawled out of the drawer, and the blue fat man will help him; I can't help him, and I don't dislike him.

When Lin Shanghan was young, he would open the drawer every day after school and check it, and I don't know when my Doraemon will come.

But these things can only exist in cartoons.

In real life, there is neither such an invincible Doraemon, nor such a stupid Nobita, only Lin Shanghan, who studies hard and wants to take the exam a little better.

Since the final exam of the last semester, Lin Shanghan's grades have stabilized in the 10~20th place range of his class. It's useless to push forward, because the people in front of you are also working hard, and sometimes they will fall.

Sometimes between classes, Lin Shanghan would suddenly wander. When the school was renovated in spring, the white gauze curtains were replaced, and the sunlight shone into the room through the white gauze, and everyone's faces were soft like idol dramas. I haven't adjusted the seat, so Lin Shanghan can always sit by the window, although it will occasionally be very sunny, but the precious thing is that there is always a wind passing by. The curtains are often raised by the wind, brushing Lin Shanghan's face, and when they fall, they will gently envelop the people by the window and block their vision.

Like a small, short-lived fortress isolated from the world.

Sometimes what is covered in it is Lin Shanghan and the empty seat next to Lin Shanghan. Lin Shanghan stared at the curtain for a moment with emotion, then got up and knocked off the curtain on his body, and continued to bow his head to write.

The sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains on Lin Shanghan's body in the classroom. Raising his eyes to look at Cheng Xiang by the window in front of him, he was also bathed in the sun at the moment, I don't know why, Lin Shanghan suddenly felt warm in his heart, and gently took a pen and wrote "the best time" on the scratch paper.

It's probably the best of times.

More often, the curtains can't cover Lin Shanghan at all, and Lin Shanghan is isolated from the world outside the curtain. The podium, the sound of the teacher lecturing, the red eight-character school motto above the blackboard, and the sound of reading are all outside the curtain, and no one cares what kind of world is inside the curtain.

Lin Shanghan will not always be in a hurry to get rid of the entanglement of the curtains, and when he is not in class, Lin Shanghan will also hold his chin against his chin and enjoy this minute of disappearance.

It seems that this way you don't have to face all the problems that are bothering you. Time moves forward inexorably, but can we forget ourselves once in a while?

Lin Shanghan has always liked to read "Reader" occasionally, this magazine has almost been read by Lin Shanghan since junior high school, although this magazine is inevitably contaminated with a little market atmosphere in the end, but this does not affect Lin Shanghan to like it.

There are always a lot of very sincere articles in it, and those authors write the most life-rich articles with their most sincere strokes, not as sensational as other magazines, nor as pretentious as some articles, they can really give people spiritual comfort, and make people's hearts that are just a little frizzy return to peace.

Lin Shanghan has to buy a copy from the bookstore opposite the school every week, and then use his spare time after doing the exercises to take a look, although many times the fat man Yu Shuai in front of him thinks that Lin Shanghan is idle panic, but this is also Lin Shanghan's only "spiritual food".

As for Cheng Xiang, Lin Shanghan felt that she had become more cold and silent since the start of school, and rarely saw her communicate with others anymore, and even Deng Ziyi said that Cheng Xiang was more serious now. In fact, Cheng Xiang has taken the first place in the class many times in a row, Lin Shanghan doesn't know why she still works so hard, and it is more and more difficult for Lin Shanghan to catch up with her.

Lin Shanghan longed to be as good as her, so that he could end up going to the same university or city as her. And sometimes, a difference of one point can mean two places apart, and in the end, the two sides will not care about each other.

Lin Shanghan is afraid of failure, afraid of distance, afraid of time.

What Li Linxi left for Lin Shanghan was what Lin Shanghan was afraid of in the future.

So at this time, Lin Shanghan had to work hard, even if he couldn't see the future, he would move forward with a heavy load.

All this, just to be able to catch up with her.

(End of chapter)