Chapter 82: Report to the Teacher, I Have a Bad Temper [82]
In the photo frame, one of them is wearing a school uniform and the other is wearing a suit, the blue bloated school uniform and the black slim gentleman's suit are clearly two clothes that do not match at all, but they stand together like this, as if they have been together for a long, long time.
There is a tacit understanding that everything should be like this.
"Are you ready?"
Chixiao withdrew his gaze, closed the door, and nodded firmly and confidently.
"Alright."
"Let's go."
Si Yan put his arm around his shoulders and went downstairs.
It really rained again in this year's college entrance examination season, as if God was mourning the youth of the candidates who had lost their youth in the practice questions, and it was also like telling them silently: Come on, survive the gray rain in the last few days, and then there will be a brilliant rainbow.
But this year's rain was extraordinarily heavy, and the sky was very gloomy, as if it would never clear.
The strange weather did not affect Chixiao, he walked out from under Si Yan's umbrella with a majestic spirit, and went directly to the examination room to prepare.
But he was obviously unlucky, Xing Hao was right in front of him.
“……”
“……”
The two stared at each other, and Chi Xiao was the first to look away and snorted coldly.
He really hates Xing Hao now.
Xing Hao's grades were not bad, but the premise was that his mind was not on studying, until the last three months of his senior year, he had never done any test papers or practice questions, compared with Chixiao's diligence and hard work, he was really a genius student.
It was only in the last three months that he started to get serious, but when Chixiao's grades improved, he also climbed to the first place in the third class and the fifth place in the school.
This is where Chixiao feels the most angry.
He put in ten times as much effort, but it was the same as being casually worked hard to reap the rewards, why is this?
No way.
He definitely had to climb higher than this man.
Before the exam, Xing Hao smiled beside him.
"Let's make a bet, you can't do better than me, even if you are better than me, that's all you have in this life."
That's all?
Chixiao doesn't believe in evil!
It may be true that he has survived to the end, and this time the God who created man finally remembered him, an abandoned child, and the brilliance of Lady Luck finally shrouded Chixiao.
Chinese.
Classical Chinese and poetry appreciation are all articles that Chixiao has read, and although the final composition has a tricky title, it is also something that Si Yan has analyzed with him.
Mathematics has seen a lot of serious problems, Si Yan finally agreed with his learning method, most of the thinking of genius scholars is cultivated from a young age, and the most suitable for him is only the sea of questions tactics.
In addition, he later had a good memory and strong expansion ability, and doing one question was more effective than doing ten questions before.
On the first day of the exam, he completed it with confidence.
The college entrance examination is not the same as other exams, before the end of the exam, the school advocates taking a subject and losing a subject, and after the exam, the teacher and classmates tacitly agree not to mention how well they took the exam, and prepare for the next day's exam.
At night, the classroom was quiet, and I don't know who suddenly said it.
"This may be our last class, right?"
At the end of tomorrow's exam, everyone will go their separate ways, scattered to the ends of the earth, and each will embark on a different path in life.
Si Yan sat on the podium, and when he looked up, his black eyes were also blank.
He used to be a subject teacher and never led his own class, but the subject teacher and the class teacher are completely different existences, and they only care about grades, and the latter is a traveler who really accompanies these children through the road of life.