The three watches are lit up and the five watches are the time when Changhe is reading. Sleeping later than a dog and waking up earlier than a chicken is probably the most apt metaphor for high school life.

You may be late for the monthly exam, but you will never miss it.

After the unremitting efforts of Zhou Luo and Bai Luofan, she finally turned into a serf and sang, and moved from the bottom of the class to the middle of the class when she entered the school. Although in this class of Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, no one cares about her small transparent grade changes, but she even feels that the sky is blue and the wind is clear even when she walks on the road. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people on the road, she would have danced while walking and humming a few cheerful songs.

That was the first time she understood that when she was a student, improved academic performance could really give people confidence. Even though she still can't understand math and physics, and even though the liberal arts are almost entirely self-taught, she doesn't seem to be so afraid.

The front of the grade bar was full of people, and Zhou fell in the innermost layer, in order not to block others, she was forced to choose to squat below.

"I only got one hundred and fourteen in math? It's so simple, how did I get into the exam like this? A top student next to him said.

Zhou Luo glanced at her one hundred and two mathematics, feeling that she had been hit by a critical blow, and she looked to the side in embarrassment to see which student it was.

This is the great god and representative of the mathematics class who quickly interacted with Song Yao in class - Ye Meng. It's not surprising to be able to say this, after all, people have the strength to get a full score in the exam.

"This time, the math in our class doesn't seem to be high, and the first is not in our class."

"The first math is in the next class, and this time the average score of our class in math is a whole point lower than that of the next class, I listened to the math teacher in the next class when I went to the office to get the papers. You don't know that the tail of the teacher in the next class is almost up to the sky. Ye Meng said with some dissatisfaction.

"Of course it has to be warped to the sky, I heard from the previous sessions, Song Yao's class has always been the first in mathematics, but this time she actually lost to the class next door, she has to be on fire."

Song Yao and the math teacher in the next class have always been sworn enemies, and I heard that the first shot of the war was fired from the day they grew up and taught math. After so many years, Song Yao has never lost, and this is the first time.

Zhou Luo also felt that she must be on fire.

The gossip man continued: "So what, isn't the number one in the school still in our class?" ”

The first place this time is still Yu Bing, and the scores in all subjects are so high that Zhou Luo, a rookie, worships.

Meng Xiangting took a look around the classroom, but she found her in this small corner, and she shouted from the people layer by layer: "Luoluo, are you going to call?" ”

Changhe is forbidden to bring mobile phones, and each class will have a public telephone to contact everyone and home. I am usually very busy with my studies, and I rarely make phone calls, and after the results are released, it is the time when the public telephone is back in the rivers and lakes.

A lot of people go there so well that they cry when they fight. And in the office, in front of the whole office teachers.

In fact, Zhou Luo's results are average, which is really not very good. But fortunately, she was mentally prepared, at least this is much better than her admission grades.

She didn't want to call. The report card has already been sent to the class group by Song Yao, and they call to communicate with the parents to get comfort or good news.

Why did she call? In order to get a few words of Zhou Moshan's sarcasm? Then she must be sick.

She couldn't think of a reason.

"No, there are too many people."

Meng Xiangting: "Okay, then I'll go by myself." ”

"Okay."

Throughout the day, the people in front of the results column were full for a long time, of course, not only looking at their own results, but also by the way, taking a look at the results of their opponents and making comparisons.

No one can escape the careful thinking of the student days.

There was a lot of commotion in the class, and suddenly there was a harsh noise from the loudspeaker. This horn has not been changed for many years, and it has to be adjusted for a long time before each use, and then you will hear the screeching of electricity.

After a few loud noises, the voice of someone finally came out: "Please return to your seats, and then I will give you a short monthly exam summary meeting." ”

The noisy classroom suddenly fell silent, and the scattered students quickly returned to their places.

The person in the speaker cleared his throat and said, "Hello students, I'm Wang Jiong. ”

Wang Jiong is the history teacher of classes 5 and 6, and has recently been successfully promoted to the director of teaching, and his busy work has caused the history class of class 5 to be in a state of no one's care.

"The first monthly exam has ended, and I believe everyone has a preliminary understanding of their level."

The birds were silent, and many students lowered their heads, probably remembering their poor grades.

"This exam is more difficult, everyone's grades may be a little lower than their expectations, I passed by the office and heard many students calling their parents, crying while calling. I particularly understand the feelings of the students, which shows that everyone is self-motivated, which is a good thing. But this is the first monthly exam of your first year of high school, the first time, not the last. ”

"You have just started in the past three years, whether it is good or bad, I want to tell you that this is not the college entrance examination. Don't be proud if you do well in the exam, because this is not the college entrance examination, and don't be discouraged if you take the test badly, because this is not the college entrance examination. ”

"Your future depends on your own efforts to create, and anything is possible."

There was silence for a few seconds, and thunderous applause echoed in the corridor.

This is just the beginning, and the future needs to be created by ourselves.

They raised their heads and looked out the window at the rising sun, their blood boiling.

Yes, that's just the beginning.

*

Because the average score of the fifth class of mathematics was one point lower than that of the next class, when Song Yao came to the first class the next day, her eyes turned red as she spoke, and she did a lot of self-examination with emotion.

Zhou Luo was a little far away from the podium, and she was still a little short-sighted, and she couldn't see anything clearly. But then I heard Meng Xiangting say that Song Yao shed tears.

A teacher who has been proud for so many years is like a general who has won all battles, and suddenly one day, he lost by a narrow margin to his defeated generals who have been pressed for so many years, and this defeated general is still showing off his might in front of him, which is really uncomfortable.

Teacher Song's emotional self-criticism scared everyone a lot.

"After so many years of schooling, it is the first time I have seen a teacher cry because of the decline in students' grades." A classmate said.

And the crowd said that it was not you, but who was not?

So the class leader secretly held a small meeting for everyone in private, probably the content of which was that Teacher Song was very sad because of the class grades, and hoped that everyone could be more serious and cooperative when they took math class, so as not to let her feel that everyone did not pay attention to math in class.

In fact, everyone will give some face in the class teacher's class, and there may be students who write English in physics class and memorize Chinese in chemistry class, but no one will dare to do other homework in math class. Dare to make small moves in the class teacher's class, I'm afraid that there is no attachment to this world.

But it doesn't mean that everyone can guarantee not to wander, such as Zhou Luo. It's not that Song Yao's class is boring, but that it is a heavenly existence for Zhou Luo.

She believes that she is definitely not the only one, because since An Mu changed next to her after this monthly exam, she found that he was even more confused than her.

I don't understand, so I'm bored, so I'm distracted.