Su Wen finally crossed the barrier in his heart and made a decision, but because of the words of others, he almost retracted his head turtle.

Song Yu had not yet been informed of the decision to submit the application form, and Su Wen had a raging flame in his heart, picked up the pen and put it on the paper and was eager to try. The model of an article had just been drafted, and Su Wen took advantage of the idle time in class and couldn't suppress the passion in his heart to write the first two paragraphs. When I went to the toilet between classes, the girl's unfinished manuscript was taken by Deng Jiaming, a good deed, to read it.

When the girl returned to her seat, Deng Jiaming was still holding the letter paper written by Su Wen in his hand, and he leaned back and smiled back.

"What are you writing about? Are you sure you call this an article? Deng Jiaming trembled all over, and his facial features were distorted together with laughter.

"Why are you messing with me? Do you know how to respect the privacy of others? A basin of cold water suddenly extinguished the fire that ignited in her heart, and the girl who suffered the blow frowned, stubbornly seeking justice for herself.

"Yo, didn't you put it on the table?"

"Then you can't take my stuff and peek at my articles!"

"Stingy, you won't die if you look at what you wrote?" Deng Jiaming cheekily salivated his eyebrows, "I also want to say that I borrowed what you wrote, who ......knows?"

"Hahaha, I thought you were very good at writing, but it turns out that it's just that."

"You ......" choked in his throat, and Su Wen was choked speechless.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Song Yu walked into the classroom, he saw that the two were arguing, and the girl was standing aside with red eyes, helpless.

"Give it back!" The usually soft little sheep has finally come back stronger.

"As for it, didn't you just take your manuscript and read it, why are you so angry?" Deng Jiaming responded disappreciatively.

"Stinky boy, you steal other people's articles to read, are you still reasonable?" Song Yu figured out the situation, and immediately took back Su Wen's manuscript from Deng Jiaming's hand, and glanced at the paper casually when he handed it to the girl with a frowning brow and an aggrieved face.

Seeing the funny smile on the boy's face, the girl seemed to have fallen to the bottom, and the hope that she had finally seen disappeared in an instant like a extinguished candle, and the grievances in her heart swelled more and more. snatched the letter from the boy's hand, and sat down on the stool angrily, Su Wen was about to tear off the page of humiliation, but he didn't want to touch a pair of warm palms.

The girl froze in place, her impulsive thoughts drifting away from the turn.

The boy hurriedly pressed the letter, his eyes full of confusion, "What are you doing?" Don't listen to Deng Jiaming's nonsense, believe me, I think you write very well. ”

Su Wen looked up at the boy's black and white eyes, and made sure that there was no contempt in those anxious eyes, but he still frowned and looked away.

"I mean it...... really" Song Yu, who has always been flexible, had nothing to do in the face of the girl's stubbornness, and hurriedly glanced at his bastard at the same table.

"I was wrong, okay? Big sister, don't be angry! Deng Jiaming apologized insincerely.

After Deng Jiaming's nonsensical troubles, Su Wen's enthusiasm for joining the literary club was reduced by half, and she even lingered on the verge of giving up for a while. It's not that the other party's straightforward words angered Su Wen, in fact, Su Wen himself is not confident enough in himself, and Deng Jiaming's shameful smile confirms this even more. His heart began to retreat, and Su Wen silently stuffed the letter paper into the innermost layer of the desk.

"Seriously, your article should be pretty good to write." Between classes, the boy at the front table reluctantly persuaded him.

The girl was silent, always sitting in her seat with her eyelids lowered.

"You're not so glassy, are you? Being hit once by a person, this is a retreat? The boy said solemnly.

The girl raised her head leisurely and glanced at the boy, her eyes were full of calmness as if she had seen through everything, "I didn't want to participate, it was just written to play." ”

It turns out that the sensitive self-esteem of her youth can't withstand a little humiliation and blow from others, and the girl stubbornly erects a barrier for herself. said that he didn't care, but his heart was sad and sad.

"Come on, lie to me and you're still a little tender!" The boy said what the girl was thinking, which caused the girl to be helpless and shocked the boy's observation.

Who said he was just a little boy?

"If you're scared of the blow, then I'm really mistaken about you." The boy said harsh words, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people not feel sharp at all.

Of course, the result of the matter is that the girl looks back and figures out the whole thing, since she decided to do it, why should she be influenced by others? Su Wen is not a fragile girl with a fragile heart, but in the face of others' difficulties, she is more motivated to rise to the top and prove herself to the other party.

Thinking about it this way, Su Wen, who was alone at home during the National Day holiday, also wrote more energetically, and after really devoting himself to it, inspiration burst out together, and in an article, Su Wen wrote four pieces of letter paper with a whole smile. So much so that when the girl returned to school after the holidays, when she handed the neatly copied letter to the boy at the front desk to review, she hesitated and asked, "Will I write too much?" ”

The boy lowered his head and flipped through the girl's neatly written manuscript without raising his head, "No, I'll take a look first." ”

Looking at Song Yu's careful reading, Su Wen smiled at him gratefully.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. In the past, when Su Wen read this poem, he fell into endless imagination, but because he had never really encountered it, he always lacked a lot of profound experience. And now, she seems to understand how touching it is to meet her confidant.

For a moment, the boy who raised his head had a positive look on his face, "I just want to say three words, it's great." ”

After submitting the application form and the neatly copied manuscript, Su Wen seemed to return to the autumn of a year ago, when the girl who was trapped in interpersonal communication all day long was depressed, sensitive, suspicious and neurotic, and suddenly one day it seemed to break through the cage that had been shackled for a long time, and regained the beautiful yearning of new students and children for the world. Walking on the road, her steps were light, and her chest was full of confidence. Everyone found out that she had changed, but they couldn't say where she had changed, obviously the girl was as silent as ever, burying her head in front of the table all day long and fighting hard with the test papers, and occasionally when she met face-to-face, she obviously felt the change in the girl's aura.

Change doesn't happen overnight, but Su Wen is happy for his small change, even if it's just a small step forward.

"Su Wen, what's so happy?" Zhang Xiaoli saw that his roommate's face was full of joy that he couldn't hide, and his face was also infected.

Zhang Xiaoli is a little girl who loves to laugh, when she usually doesn't speak, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows seem to be smiling, and when she laughs, the whole world seems to be full of flowers. In the same chapter, Xiao Oak didn't need to say too much to adjust the atmosphere, just a glance at her, and the happy mood was quickly infected and climbed into the corners of her eyes.

"I'm applying to join the Literary Society!" The excitement in the girl's voice could not be suppressed.

"Wow, it's good to find an organization~" Zhang Xiaoli was sincerely happy for Su Wen, "I originally wanted to join the dance club, but unfortunately the dance club doesn't dance the national dance ......"

"Oak, do you know how to dance?" Su Wen's eyes widened in surprise, "It's amazing, it's good to see you dance with my own eyes one day!" ”

"Hee-hee, I've learned a little bit ...... before"

"You are so versatile...... Su Wen said with envy.

"By the way, the monthly exam is coming up on Wednesday, are you ready?" Thinking of the first monthly exam that the head teacher said before the holiday, Su Wen couldn't help but get nervous.

From childhood to adulthood, girls have experienced countless large and small exams, and girls have long been accustomed to China's exam-oriented education model, and they have long been accustomed to exams, but since they came to Bode Middle School, which is full of fierce competition and talents, they have a sense of gain and loss, but they are worried and nervous.

Mr. Wang Tianchi, the head teacher, greeted the students in advance before the National Day holiday: "Students, when you come to Bode Middle School, you should all know that Bode has a tradition that you should start the liberal arts and sciences in the first semester of high school, right?" In short, your academic performance in the first semester of high school will directly affect your placement in the next semester! ”

"There are four monthly exams this semester, once a month, and at the end of the semester, the school will count the total results of each subject in the arts and sciences of these monthly exams. According to the weight of 60% of the total score of each subject in the arts and sciences of the four monthly examinations plus the weight of 40% of the entrance score, the total score of everyone is calculated, and the class is divided. ”

"Why do you get 60% of your monthly exam scores? So many ......"

"Ahh Why do you want to divide arts and sciences so quickly? It's unreasonable, I'm not mentally prepared at all! ”

As soon as I heard that the liberal arts and sciences would be divided into subjects in the first semester of high school, the whole class in the audience became restless, and the voices of whispered discussions came and went one after another under the loud voice of the class teacher.

"Ahem, quiet! Therefore, the results of the monthly examination are still quite important, and I hope you will pay attention to them. If you don't do well in the high school entrance examination, try to give your best in the monthly examination! Similarly, those who do well in the high school entrance examination should not be proud and conceited, and try to give their best performance in each exam! ”

"If you want to enter the top class again in the arts and sciences sub-discipline, you must work hard and rush forward!"

The homeroom teacher's passionate speech still sounded in the ears of the girls, and it was precisely because of the importance of the monthly exam that Su Wen became more and more uneasy.

Wang Tianchi said, his eyes did not forget to look around at the classmates, and his eyes swept over the familiar faces of the classmates, as if he was predicting the future of arts and sciences in his heart. After the head teacher's gaze passed over the boy at the top of the second class, he reached the girl with worried eyes, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Some students in our class were also squeezed into our class by virtue of the high school entrance examination results that almost fell into the ordinary class, and the fluctuations in grades were unstable, and it would be difficult to be assigned to the top class next semester. You should pay special attention to what the teacher says, and students who are in the lower reaches of their academic performance should strive for the top! ”

When the head teacher said this, Su Wen lowered his head in shame, weren't the students who were in the bottom of the second class who were on par with Su Wen's academic performance?

"Ah, if you don't say it, I'm going to forget about it, and I'll forget about the monthly exam when I take a vacation," Zhang Xiaoli stuck out his tongue, "Let it be, take as many exams as you can!" ”

Su Wen looked at Zhang Xiaoli's childlike innocent smile, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart. People with excellent academic performance naturally have the confidence to say things like "go with the flow, take as many tests as you can", which is a kind of self-indulgent capital. However, she doesn't have it.