What Liang Chen looked forward to in the winter of Shihe was the thunder rolling through the sky and the unexpected storm.

Not numb by the pain of failure, Xiao Wei's words ran through the entire first semester of the third year of high school, and the second medical exam ended with the two-day holiday in advance of the third year of high school. Liang Chen's heart was always a little apprehensive, touching his oily long hair, he vaguely felt that he should get a haircut.

On the way home, Du Ruo nagged about his physics and mechanics over and over again, Liang Chen was also worried about his Wen Zong, he suddenly took over the troubles of politics and history from Xue Jiao's hands, and the Wen Zong of the second diagnosis was depressed in Liang Chen's heart, and he silently begged God to give him a good result. During the two days of the holiday, Liang Chen was in no good mood and wanted to find something to distract, but his mother didn't let Liang Chen do anything like protecting a three-year-old child. Liang Chen stayed at home for two days, Du Ruo told him not to go fishing, and Old Man Li had no magic power, so he was bored at home and played the glory of the king of the fire for two days.

On Shihe's bus, Du Ruo could feel Liang Chen's sullenness across a row of seats, and the sun's rays could not dispel the haze.

"Didn't you sleep at the grave at night!" Du Ruo teased Liang Chendao.

"I would have liked to illuminate the moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!" Liang Chen was full of disappointment, answering Du Ruo's ridicule.

"You are Tang Wan married Zhao Shicheng, and Miss Xue has left Liang Gongzi!" Du Ruo smiled intriguingly, he hadn't fought with Liang Chen for some days, but he was a little nostalgic, the taste of the third year of high school was really boring and boring.

"I'm not as good as Lu Fangweng, who got on the horse to fight the crazy Hu and got off the horse to write the military book, and express the loneliness and frustration after the second medical exam." Liang Chen smiled bitterly.

Du Ruo squinted, his face was full of contempt for the invisible show-off, and he flattened his mouth and said: "You scholars are depressed and unhappy with a mistake in a question, and the difference between 150 points and two points is miserable; We scumbags just got four points of hee-hee-ha-ha, and we were overjoyed with the two of them. ”

"Am I a top student?" Liang Chen asked with a smile.

"I'll go, Liangzi, don't be too modest! 600 points in liberal arts is not considered a top student, and the school leaders are not like you as a treasure, and there are few good middle schools in Puzhou! ”

"Hey! I probably won't be able to get 600 points this time. Liang Chen said with emotion.

"Five hundred and eighty-nine is not your norm! I got to play once in a while. Du Ruo loudly taught Liang Chen's heart to be higher than the sky.

"Actually, I didn't tell you that I was able to score 600 points in every big exam after the third year of high school." Liang Chen only relied on hitting Du Ruo to soothe the strong frustration in his heart, although the results of the second examination would have to wait for more than a week to be known, but Liang Chen's hunch had never missed, the whitewashed crow was not strong, and no matter how he comforted himself, there would eventually be a day of decolorization.

"Really." Du Ruo asked with some suspicion.

Liang Chen didn't say anything more, he just shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "Forget it, the knot that can't be untied during the day will slowly wear out at night." ”

Liang Chen once again predicted his ending tonight, and the knot in his heart during the day became the consumption of the night after all, and he lost sleep. Tonight's Shihe starry ten thousand points, Liang Chen counted them one by one on the bed, he remembered the secret he hid in the stars last year, he missed those carefree days a little, at least five hundred days away from the college entrance examination.

In the days when he counted the results of the second diagnosis, Liang Chen was not doing well, he laughed with the people who should laugh, and laughed more rampantly with the people who should cry.

The Siberian high pressure is really pressing.

The results of the second diagnosis came down in Liang Chen's suffering, Schrödinger's cat revealed the truth, and the bad result completely collapsed, Liang Chen only took the test 556, just over the score line predicted by the city, and he accepted the ideological education of Teacher Mu after glancing at the results.

In the forty-minute exchange, she did not say a word of criticism, and the preface of comfort and encouragement was connected with the words "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard".

Teacher Mu's comfort is still so lame, or it is just a quote in Liang Chen's composition, with thunder and rain. When Mr. Mu was talking to himself, Liang Chen was just coping with the answer of "um" and "okay", his mind was empty, Liang Chen was a little afraid that he would fall into a strange quagmire, the more he failed, the more he dared not move forward, the more he failed, the more he doubted, the more he failed, the more he was afraid of failure, the more he failed, and then he failed again and again······

He really had no reason to comfort himself, in the classroom, on his seat, there was a bottle of pulsation standing on the high pile of books, Xue Ji bought it! Liang Chen guessed in his heart.

When he entered the classroom, his face was extremely calm, and his heart was like this, Liang Chen was like a person who had just recovered from a disaster, there was no joy and sadness, all Xue Ji could understand was that he hid his sadness in the bottom of his heart, she looked him in the eyes, but found that she couldn't see him. After a whole night of self-study, the two of them had nothing to say, which was the first time in the second year of high school so far.

"I feel bad about doing so badly!" Xue Ji only dared to send a message in the virtual space of QQ to ask.

"From a dialectical point of view, there are blessings and curses." Liang Chen came back after ten minutes, and he was playing backgammon with Lao Maozi to liberate his body and mind.

"What to say."

"The moon is bright and pure, all things are happy with its kindness, and thieves hate its light. Liang Chen did not do well in the exam, the teacher's attitude changed sharply, and he was very sad. Liang Chen sent a witty remark in his voice, he was afraid that Xue Ji would not be able to understand his attitude of not caring.

Liang Chen's cleverness, Xue Ji saw through it at a glance, he still knew Liang Chen, he was a good old man, he swallowed his own knife and let others drink honey, but he stuck the boundary of "others" to death.

"Liang Chen, you're a pig." Xue Ji also replied.

"You're a pig!" Liang Chen didn't dare to speak this time.

"Only pigs are slaughtered."

"How did I let someone slaughter me?" Liang Chen really couldn't figure out Xue Ji's words.

"Why did you do so badly in the exam, don't you know, you spend all your time on English, don't you know how stupid you are to learn English? It's no different from a pig, knowing that he has made little progress, and he doesn't dare to fight with Lao Zeng, what are you not a stupid pig to be slaughtered. ”

Xue Jiao with punctuation marks of ninety-three words, Liang Chen read it repeatedly all night, he sometimes felt that Xue Jiao was right, but it didn't seem to be right, he never seemed to be like pushing his fault to others, shirk these two words, Liang Chen couldn't write.

At the end of the night, Liang Chen couldn't resist the drowsiness of rushing forward, and he asked himself for the first time before going to bed: maybe he was just an ordinary person with a wit.

(End of chapter)