Soon entered the third year of junior high school.

When it came to the stage of preparing for the high school entrance examination, there was a major adjustment of seats. Me, Song Hongyi, Xiaomei, and Lin Ximeng were all scattered.

According to the school's system, in addition to the mid-term and final exams, there will be two exams in between each semester, and there will be a unified exam almost once a month. The teacher called the two untitled exams "monthly exams", and their importance was similar to that of the mid-term and final exams.

In a monthly exam this semester, I unexpectedly got the first place. The first place in the key class usually means the first place in the whole grade, and this time I suddenly got the first place in the whole class!

For a long time, the first place is usually contested by a ghost and a great god in another key class. As the great god jumped the level, the rivers and lakes no longer paid attention to his legend, leaving only a ghost to seek defeat.

And I, who usually fluctuate around the fifth place in the class, actually won the first place this time! Not only defeated A Ghost, but also defeated the current top card of another key class, and won the first place in the whole grade in one fell swoop! I can't believe it.

The rise of a dark horse is always a sight to behold, and it is more impressive than the person who has been in the top spot for many years. At that time, a reporter from Fengcheng TV came to interview the teaching situation in the school and wanted to interview several student representatives, so the head teacher recommended me to be one of them to accept this interview.

In addition to my family and friends, I have always been growing up with TV, and this thing invented by humans is really interesting. Every day at noon, when I eat at my grandfather's house, the TV is an indispensable dish. Grandpa once said that it is not unusual to see crystal balls from all over the world in fairy tales, isn't that what a TV set is?

Grandpa loved to watch the news while drinking, and I also loved to follow along, watching the people interviewed on TV with infinite scenery, imagining that one day I would be honored to appear on TV, as dazzling as a star, and become the object of envy of others, especially the girl I liked.

This interview with TV is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I can't help but think of how surprised Yan Jinfeng would be when she suddenly saw herself on TV, how excited she would be, how she would scream wildly, how she would be impressed by me, and how she would rekindle her love for me.

I laughed out loud at the thought of this.

The fantasy is beautiful, but when it came time to be interviewed, I was so nervous that I couldn't speak.

As I was in class, the reporter from the TV station came to the door of the classroom, and without the slightest defense, I was arranged by the head teacher to follow the reporter out of the classroom. The head teacher once told me that under normal circumstances, when the TV station interviews the masses, it will provide a script, read it according to the established script, and it will be done in a relaxed and happy way. So I really didn't think about what I was going to say at all.

As a result, the TV station came in the same hurry as when I was dragged out of the classroom. Two staff members, a camera, a microphone, and nothing else, found a random tree on campus as a background, and began to interview. What does this make me say? I stood there stupidly at a loss.

"Don't be nervous, say whatever comes to mind." Seeing that I didn't move for a long time, the reporter enlightened me.

Damn, how can you not be nervous! Are they just free to let me say whatever I want? Didn't they ask me a question? If I say the wrong thing and get on TV, it's the opposite effect. I personally have a little foreign affairs, don't they care?

"I can't think of anything, can I give me some hints?" I shouted.

"Let's talk about what is related to your learning, such as how you feel about this learning progress, how you feel about the school's learning life and teaching, and so on."

With that, a little bit of direction, and I responded, "Uh, I want to think about it." Then try to find a topic.

I pondered for a long time, and many sentences came to my mind, and they were surging like waves, intricate and chaotic arrangements and combinations, and I could not make out them for a long time. Time was running out, and the reporter had already anxiously informed the photographer to turn on the machine and prepare for recording. Where did he get the confidence to think I was ready?

Facing the camera that had already turned on the light, I had to bite the bullet and tell how I usually studied not so hard but still diligently, and I was deeply surprised to get the first place in the exam this time, and I was pleasantly surprised and thanked the teachers and classmates for their support.

As the so-called mountains and rivers are exhausted, there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. Speaking of which, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and I felt like I had found a good angle. In addition to the teachers and students, thank you to the school, thank you to the society, and thank you to the country!

At that time, all the waves in my mind poured over the embankment, and my mouth seemed to be uncontrollable like a flat boat flowing down the huge waves: "I am also grateful to the school and the government for their great help and support for poor children like us!" ”

After saying this, I was stunned. The reporter thought I was done and gave me a thumbs up. The photographer left the device and straightened up.

Oh, my God! Is it the end? Is it finally the end? My heartbeat hasn't returned to normal yet, what the hell did I say when my head was hot? Poor kids? How could I have thought of this word? How could I have said such a miserable thing about myself? How do I convince myself that I can feel comfortable that I am a poor child?

On the way back to the classroom, I gradually calmed down, and I kept thinking about the fact that my parents were both laid off and re-employed, and my family life was relatively frugal, and I did not have a lot of pocket money like other students, nor did I like to spend money like them...... Although the family has now moved to a new house, the new house is very large, and there are two floors, and it is quite comfortable to live in; However, when I used to live in a muddy yard, I did often hear my mother complain about the poor environment and little money...... Well, it looks like I'm a poor kid that way.

This thrilling interview finally came to an end, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was so witty that I had once again told a thing that was not very true based on facts, and I got through it. I remembered that the last time a similar situation happened, I gave myself the courage to go to my grandmother's house and followed Yan Jinfeng all the way. Sure enough, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

I deliberately didn't go to see the news that night, and I wanted to leave myself a surprise and let the reaction of my classmates tell me how dazzling it was on TV the next day.

The next day, I arrived at the school in high spirits and ready to be pleasantly surprised. Sure enough, as soon as they arrived in class, the classmates launched a siege.

"You're a poor kid too?"

"How dare you say you're a poor kid!"

"You said you were a poor kid, so what should we do?"

……

It turned out that the news only intercepted the paragraph that I summarized at the end, and all the sincere experiences I said earlier were deleted, so everyone's focus became how a poor child got the first place in the exam with the help of school and the government.

"You're in the limelight this time, you have to have a treat!" Spit and complain, all the members of the Macho Club agreed that this was a great day worthy of solemn commemoration, and strongly asked me, the so-called "poor child", to have dinner.

I smiled at everyone, knowing that the so-called "dinner invitation" is not really going to a restaurant to eat, but going to the commissary to have a barbecued sausage for one person. Such a celebration banquet does not cost much money in essence, and the funds used are actually the club's deposits, which are shared by everyone.