Today, Tuesday, one or two classes in the morning, is chemistry class.

When I first came into contact with a subject, I was always curious and excited. I wondered in my mind what the chemistry teacher would look like, hoping to be a young teacher, preferably a humorous teacher like in a cram school.

However, when a greasy uncle in a striped short-sleeved shirt with a tight belly like a giant potato, shorts and slippers walked into our classroom, I was a little devastated.

Why is it an uncle, not a beautiful female teacher is a class?

However, the teacher was quite kind, and he walked up to the podium and smiled at us, but he didn't even introduce himself, opened the chemistry textbook and started the class.

Not even a "good teacher", it seems that he is also an informal teacher, right?

He was very absorbed in the lecture and seemed to enjoy the way he taught us. But I don't know if it's because I haven't been exposed to chemistry before, I've heard it in the clouds.

Looking at so many experiments in the book, I thought that this class would go to the laboratory, but now it seems that I am thinking too much.

He picked up the chalk and wrote very scribbled, and the board was messy, and I had no desire to take notes, and I really couldn't understand the lesson.

This teacher's thinking is too jumpy, sometimes explaining a principle, just halfway through, he began to talk about other theories, originally we are zero foundation, and we don't go to chemistry in elementary school, so there is really a feeling of building a house in the air, and my feet can't touch the ground.

Two heavenly chemistry lessons have finally passed.

I sat anxiously in my seat, opened the textbook, looked at the words on the book, and reviewed what I had learned today.

But he seems to have talked about not only the previous content, but also the latter content, which is really difficult to understand.

I thought I was born with chemistry and couldn't understand it, but when I saw the classmates around me talking about the teacher's teaching method, I was instantly relieved, but fortunately, it didn't seem to be my own reason.

Let's study on your own in the future, this book doesn't look very thick, so you should be able to study on your own, right?

Just after lunch, I took advantage of my lunch break to go to the bookstore near the school and started looking up chemistry-related study materials. I found a copy of "Three-year High School Entrance Examination and Two-Year Mock (Chemistry)", a thick one, priced at nearly forty yuan.

My parents gave me a lot of money to live on, so I could keep some money for later. Grandpa Mao gave the bookstore owner more than 50 yuan to me, I held the book, was overjoyed all the way, and slowly walked into the classroom.

At this point, everyone is asleep.

I flipped through this chemistry resource book and tried to do the questions related to today's study, and I got six out of ten questions wrong, and I was in a hurry.

It seems that the fact that chemistry accounts for less does not mean that it is simple, and that I am underestimating the enemy. I was unwilling to get only four questions right, and I patiently looked at the explanation of the correct answers, trying to think and understand the knowledge points in it.

It took more than forty minutes to barely figure it out. It's really hard to understand new things, and there are some principles that I don't know if I didn't study chemistry.

When I first came into contact with physics last year, it was the same way, many of the principles were very interesting, and it was not difficult to figure out the principles and get the questions right.

After putting away the chemistry textbook and materials, and with thirty minutes to go to class, I lay on my stomach on my hand and began to take a nap.

During this short thirty-minute nap, I had a nightmare.

I dreamed that I was sitting in the middle school entrance examination room, and I couldn't answer any chemistry questions.

Time ticked by, the teacher reminded me that there was still half an hour to hand in the papers, and I still couldn't understand the questions, so I had to write casually, and the results of the high school entrance examination came out, and I was not admitted to a key high school......

In my dream, I cried so much that I was so scared that I was in a cold sweat, and I was woken up by the preparatory bell of "Bell Ring".

This time, I really deeply felt the charm of the high school entrance examination, and the difficulty of junior high school students, "thinking day and night", the pressure has been too great recently, and the coursework is very heavy, and I have to accept a new subject.

Why not study it with physics?

The third year of junior high school is really busy, and the time for eating is beginning to race against time, so I can finish eating early and be able to do two more questions.

Everyone is racing against time, and in this tense environment, everyone is starting to get nervous.

Except for Li Ling, who has been ranked first for two years, I always feel that other students, including me, dare not guarantee zero mistakes in the high school entrance examination.

She is really good, and in the last final exam, she was in the top three of her grade again.

The students taught by the teacher of a class, how come people are real scholars, and I am just a pseudo scholar?

I was a little jealous, and I began to wonder if God loved her more and gave her a better brain, and mine was an elm head?

But isn't everyone the same? Is it really the gap in IQ?

I began to pay attention to her every move from time to time, because if I wanted to be a strong person like her, I could only be jealous and learn.

I observed it for several days, and I began to think that it was not a problem of IQ, but that she was really working hard, writing all kinds of homework diligently, and reading and memorizing in the morning and evening was also very hard.

When we were children, we all heard the story of the "tortoise and rabbit race", but she was not the proud little rabbit, she not only had the strength of a rabbit, but also the perseverance of a tortoise.

I held my face and observed her through the cracks in the trees in the back row, and began to admire her again.

In the past two years, I have focused on too many things that have nothing to do with learning, and the enthusiasm for "gossip" in time has trumped every subject I am studying now.

Suddenly, I felt that I was not good enough because I was not focused enough, and it would be difficult to make a breakthrough if I didn't focus.

Looking at the table next to her who was studying hard, her long eyelashes, under the sunlight, a long eyelash shadow fell on her cheek, it was so beautiful.

Serious girls are so good-looking.

I also took out my math textbook, although my math is currently in the upper reaches of the class, but in the three subjects other than my language and mathematics, it is lagging behind.

Teachers often give us an example to illustrate the dangers of being biased.

"Decide how much water a wooden bucket can hold, always its shortest plank, if you are too serious, the development of life in the future will also be limited!"

This is what the old class told us in a class meeting, and after listening to it, I was reflecting on where my shortest plank was......

My first reaction was height, and then I thought it wasn't, if the high school entrance examination was just a contest of scores, then my shortest plank was mathematics.

The total score of the number of languages and the number of languages adds up to 450 points, and if you are partial to mathematics, then it is very difficult to be admitted to a key high school.

Chemistry and mathematics are now going to become my shortcomings, so when I think about it, I feel that I should practice more of these two subjects, "practice makes perfect", and it is always good to practice more.

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