On the day when the results of the high school entrance examination came out, Nineteen Nian was still busy writing novels, and when Gu Zijun sent her a message, she learned the news of the results.

The QQ bell rang with a ding.

Gu Zijun typed on his mobile phone on the other side to Nineteen Nian: Have you checked the results, the results of the high school entrance examination have come out.

The QQ bell rang again, and at the bottom, there was a link that Gu Zijun sent her to check the results.

Nineteen Nian put down the pen in her hand, and she immediately clicked on her phone.

When she saw the web link sent by Gu Zijun, she didn't click on the link immediately, but asked Gu Zijun how much she had taken the exam.

Gu Zijun, who was washing clothes on the other side, wrung out his clothes, wiped his hands wet with water, and then picked up the mobile phone on the washing machine and replied to Nineteen Nian: The results are a little unsatisfactory, so let's talk about it first, have you checked the results?

Seeing the message sent by Gu Zijun, he clicked on the link, and looked at the nineteen thoughts that had been thinking for a long time in the columns that entered his name and admission ticket, but in the end, he closed the web link.

She didn't even bother to type, she sent a voice message directly to Gu Zijun: I don't want to check the results, let's check it in the evening.

After Gu Zijun received the message, he encouraged Nineteen Nian to check the results, and Gu Zijun gave Nineteen Nian a voice message back.

The content of the voice is probably like this: long pain is better than short pain, or check it now.

Long pain is better than short pain! After checking the results, I was in a bad mood all day, and there was no short-term pain at all.

After sending this message to Gu Zijun in the chat interface.

QQ vibrated again, and a message from Fufeng was displayed on the dialog box.

You can check the results, I just checked the results, 487 points, what about you?

QQ prompted again, and a picture was attached to the message.

Nineteen Nian curiously went in and saw that it was the results of his various subjects sent by Fufeng.

At this moment, Nineteen Nian didn't even have the mood to reply to the message, she threw her phone on the table in despair and dragged her head. He complained to himself, "Oh my God! You two are not finished. ”

After complaining, she immediately picked up the pen, bowed her head and continued to write a novel.

The phone vibrated again, and Nineteen Nian pouted and told himself: Don't look at it, resolutely don't look at it!

But in the end, he still didn't hold back his curiosity, and after a minute, Nineteen Nian turned his head to look at the flashing screen on the desktop, and subconsciously reached out to get the mobile phone on the table.

No, you can't ignore them.

Thinking about it, Nineteen Nian quickly retracted his hand.

After two and a half minutes passed, Nineteen Nian still didn't fight the curiosity in her heart, she still reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the desk.

Fufeng: Are you still there? Why not reply?

Gu Zijun: Nineteen thoughts, for the sake of you still struggling, I will be merciful to this heroine and tell you my results. 412 points, now, can you check it?

Yes! I'm out of the way! Nineteen Nian thought about it, so she clicked on the link that Gu Zijun sent her just now, entered her name and admission ticket number, and clicked on the query.

In less than five seconds, the results of each subject were all displayed.

The total score is described in a sentence of nineteen readings, which is miserable, except for more than 130 Chinese exams, other subjects are basically all hung up.

Nineteen Nian looked at his total score of more than 380 points, and decisively exited the page.

However, Gu Zijun was busy washing clothes, and she forgot to reply to the news of Nineteen Nian, as for Fufeng, he saw that Nineteen Nian was slow to reply to the message, thinking that she might not be online, so he stopped talking.

There are still review materials on the bookshelf that she bought before the high school entrance examination, and because there are too many materials, she has not finished reading them until now.

Nineteen Nian was disappointed to take out a copy of the information of "Complete Interpretation of the Chinese Language for the High School Entrance Examination" from the pile of information books, and wanted to open it to take a look, but thinking that the high school entrance examination was over, what was the use of looking at these materials again, so she put the information in her hand back on top of a stack of books, and then got up and lifted the information on the table and threw it under the table.

"That's it, I don't think I should have bought you at the bookstore in the first place, and it didn't make me improve my grades. When you receive the books tomorrow, I will ask my mother to sell you immediately. Nineteen Nian sat on the chair, and she asked herself in annoyance, "When you took the high school entrance examination, you didn't work hard enough, and the results came out, what's the use of blaming the information book." ”

Sitting at the table and writing a novel for a while, Nineteen Nian couldn't write anymore, she picked up her mobile phone and sent the same message to Fufeng and Gu Zijun.

Do you know what is the score line of this year's general high school?

Both received the message at the same time, but their replies were different.

Gu Zijun was still putting on clothes, and her mobile phone was put on the washing machine by her, although the light of the mobile phone turned on, Gu Zijun didn't see it at all, and her attention was completely focused on the clothes.

After Fufeng received the news, he immediately replied: The results have just come out, and it will take some time to estimate the score line.

Nineteen Nian replied that he understood, and then stopped asking. She opened the QQ browser in boredom, boredly flipping through some gossip news recommended by the browser.

How many marks did you get? Fufeng, who received the news, asked her again.

After the grades come down, the classmates are just asking each other what their grades are. At first, Nineteen Nian didn't like this problem, she has been a scumbag since she was a child, and scores have always been her biggest avoidance, and she doesn't mention it if she can. Anyway, whose child's grades are so good that she was admitted to a key high school, and the key university has nothing to do with her. That's someone else's child, it's not her, what's the matter with her.

But this time when she was asked by her classmates, her grades were different, it was Fufeng who told her her grades first, if she didn't tell him, wouldn't it be too uninteresting.

So, Nineteen Nian, who didn't want to say his achievements, finally sent a message to Fufeng and Gu Zijun.

Give Fufeng: I didn't do well in the exam, about 380 points

To Gu Zijun: I checked the results just now, and I did a little bad in the exam, more than 380.

Congratulations, the last semester's hard work has not been in vain, and the grades should be within your expectations.

Gu Zijun, who had set up her clothes, saw that the mobile phone on the washing machine kept vibrating, and she hurriedly went over to get the mobile phone.

After reading the message sent by Nineteen Nian, Gu Zijun sent her an apology, and also attached an emoji.

Nineteen Nian looked at her phone, her expression was a little stunned, she couldn't figure out why Gu Zijun suddenly apologized to her.

Gu Zijun sent a voice explanation for more than twenty seconds.

I shouldn't have told you that the results of the high school entrance examination came out before, and I asked about your results, I thought that the two of us reviewed it together, so this time the results should be within your expected range; I thought you should have done better than me, because you speak better English than I do.

I'm not good at math, you should know, this time I only scored more than 20 points, I guess I should only get a few multiple-choice questions right. Nineteen Nian secretly made a sarcastic statement about his achievements.

In the end, she remembered that there was one more thing she hadn't asked Gu Zijun, so she sent a message to ask her again.

Is the score line for high school out? Do you know what the cut-off score is for high school?

I saw a message from our classmates in our class group, and it is said that the score line of this year's general high school seems to be 540. Gu Zijun didn't bother to explain, she directly intercepted a picture in the class group and sent it to Nineteen Nian.

I guess I won't be able to pass the exam. It's okay, before working hard, she had already thought of this step, judging from her current results, Pugao can only be regarded as a dream.

Thinking about it, Nineteen Nian sent another message to Gu Zijun, which school are you going to go to?

Gu Zijun said: I want to study fashion design, this dream, I should have told you when I was in junior high school. So I'm going to go to Wenqiao Clothing School to see, which school my aunt studied clothing in before, and she also wants me to go to which school, or after going to school in a few days to get a graduation certificate, let's go to which school to see if it is still enrolling.

Okay, let's talk about it when I go back to class and get my diploma in a few days.

After Nineteen Nian finished sending this message to Gu Zijun, he pulled it to the left and exited QQ.

She leaned on the table, looking at the dense fonts written in the notebook, she wanted to write, but she couldn't have the patience to write.

Indeed, after a long period of pain, the term "short pain" will no longer exist.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Shijiaxue went to work, and there were only two people left at home, Nineteen Nian and his mother.

Nineteen thoughts walked into his mother's room, his worried heart was pounding, and he was not at ease at all.

"The results of the high school entrance examination are out, and I scored more than 380 points." Fearing that her mother would count her down, her voice was so low that in the end, she didn't even have a voice.

Maybe the score of more than 380 points was too harsh, and my mother heard it clearly.

Her face darkened, and she said to Nineteen Nian in disappointment: "What is the score line of Pu Gao this year, more than three hundred and eighty will definitely not be able to enter." I didn't know about your sister in the high school entrance examination at that time, and she didn't have more than 600 points, so she couldn't get into the general high school at all. Even the worst Wenqiao Affiliated Middle School has to score more than 500 points to get in. ”

Nineteen Nian suddenly remembered what her mother had said to her before the high school entrance examination, she said that if she couldn't get into the general high school, she would pay a high price to let her enter the general high school.

Thinking of this, Nineteen Nian asked his mother again: "If you said before that if you couldn't pass the exam, you would pay a high price to let me enter the general high school, does it still count?" ”

"Why don't you count, I've planned it all and asked your dad to find someone for you to spend a high price to enter Pugao. If not, go to Huicheng Preschool Normal School to learn as a kindergarten teacher. You go and turn on the computer, and I'll help you check what the cut-off score for this year's enrollment is. The mother babbled as she walked over to the computer, ready to turn it on.

"I don't want to go to Pugao." Nineteen thoughts, I feel that it is not good to go to general high school if my grades are not good, not only do I have to be the bottom of the class all day long, but I also have to be discriminated against by the head teacher.

She had seen an example in the group before, a group member said that he failed the high school entrance examination that year, paid a high price to enter the general high school, and then he must be at the bottom of every exam, and he had to be ridiculed by the head teacher everywhere. The most terrible thing is to hold a parent-teacher conference, once a parent-teacher meeting is held, the head teacher always has to point out the parents about the grades, and actually say some bad things.

Rather than live such a life in the future, it is better to give up and go to Pugao.

Thinking of this, Nineteen Nian said again: "Otherwise, I will simply go to the vocational high school." There's actually nothing wrong with vocational high school. ”

After the computer was turned on, the mother clicked on the website with an unskilled movement, and reached out to type with a less proficient movement.

And said to Nineteen Nian unhappily: "What kind of vocational high school to go to, the academic style of vocational high school is so bad, they are all some bastards." In short, even if you can't get into the general high school, you can't go to the vocational high school. ”

"The academic style of vocational high schools in recent years has been very good, and the teachers from their school have come to our school to publicize. I feel that their current learning style is quite good. Not as bad as you think, and no bastards. ”

"Nonsense, their school comes to recruit students, of course they say that their school is good. If you can't say it, will anyone still go? All in all, I don't agree with you going to vocational high school. ”

"Mom, listen to me, vocational high school is really not as terrible as you imagined."

Before Nineteen Nian could explain, he was sent away by his mother with a wave of his hand.

"You don't need to say it, I used to check the school with you when you didn't take the exam, and the Huicheng Preschool Normal School also accepts you students who take the high school entrance examination, and the score line is not high, and they also accept your grades." Her expression was on the screen all the time, and she didn't even bother to speak.

Nineteen Nian sat in front of the sofa, helplessly watching her mother help her choose a school, she actually wanted to make her own decision, but she didn't dare.

Because many relatives in their family told her mother that it was good for a girl to learn a kindergarten teacher, but now there is a shortage of kindergarten teachers in society, and it is easy to find a job no matter which kindergarten she goes to.

Nineteen Nian looked at his mother, who seriously inquired about Baidu, and secretly laughed at himself: Is it really easy to find a job? Maybe not.