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"Boom ......" After a burst of thunder, the sky began to rain, and strangely enough, it was so loud that it was thunder, but it was a light drizzle.

I'm afraid it's not thunder and rain!

Well! Thunder and rain? No! That's too dangerous!

Ji Chan, who was lying on the table and looking out the window with her head tilted, suddenly shook, she recently became more and more confused about where she should go to high school, remembering that she received a call from her aunt last night, talking about her son's grades, but Ji Chan still inevitably felt a little meaningful.

(Because she doesn't have a mobile phone, Ji Jiang makes calls on a landline borrowed from the teacher's office.) )

"Hey! Is it an aunt? What's the matter, I heard the teacher say you called me. ”

"Ahh It's season-chan! Well, yes! ”

"Well, how have you been doing? Are you looking for something from me? ”

"Hey, hey, it's actually not a big deal, I just want to ask you, I heard that you took the exam last time! Ah Wenna (aunt's son, in the same school as Ji Chan, and at the same level) He got the top ten in his class in the last exam! ”

"Oooh! Well, Brother Arwen has always been very powerful! ”

"Don't talk about him, what's the use of being powerful, people are so wooden (Mu Ne)"

"Oooh, yes."

"Actually! Your dad has always cared about your grades! ”

"Hmmm......"

"You know what? Your dad had a bad cold last month! I don't even have the strength to move things on the construction site! ”

"Ahh Why, why didn't anyone tell me? ”

"Where is there why, I thought you should know, you, you should care more about your father......" (N word omitted later)

Ji Jiang only felt as if something was blocking her heart.

She was reluctant to answer the phone call from her parents and relatives at first, because she grew up with her parents (work) in the field since she was a child, so she has always had no feelings with her brothers and sisters in the family.

On the other end of the phone, she was told that her father was sick, and she shouldn't know more about such a thing, and thinking about it like this couldn't help but be unhappy for a while.

She forgot that she was on the phone with her aunt, and she didn't know when the phone had hung up.

Recalling the meaning of her aunt's words, Ji Jiang didn't seem to care much about her aunt's thoughts, but she was curious why her father didn't tell her what happened, she was inexplicably angry, and felt that she was not the last one to know.

She looked at the sky and felt as if she couldn't do anything, her father was sick, but she should even think about a greeting, were people's feelings fragile or ended before they began?

The transcript came down, math 46, hmm...... English 23, Chinese 124! History 33, Politics 56, hmm......

Ji Jiang didn't read it later, but only turned to the last page and saw that the total score had not yet reached three hundred.

She couldn't figure out what was going on after thinking about it, and the teacher also said that everyone did well in the exam, why.

She didn't know when she didn't dare to speak in the dormitory, as if everyone in her life had a sense of distance from her, and she didn't understand that it was herself

Later, she heard people say, what's so strange about this, Hua Yu was originally a third-rate high school, and the students here generally don't study, and the average score is thirty or forty points, and the teacher will think that everyone is not bad this time.

Besides, if someone proposes to be angry, they only think it's funny, and if they want to be angry, they won't go to such a bad school, right?

In the future, find a decent factory to work, if you are a girl, you can meet someone you like and marry, it seems that the future is quite satisfied, what about boys, if you are in charge early, it will be almost the same to have a stable job.

But what kind of factory is "decent", what kind of talent is "like", but what kind of work is "stable".

Ji Jiang doesn't understand, so I'm not sure, because I'm not sure, so if I'm leaving, it seems that there are too many uncertainties like this, in the high school days when I didn't have a mobile phone, Ji Jiang always had a sense of distance from my classmates who had mobile phones.