Three days later, Jing Yehang sent me more than a dozen pictures. It was a printed photograph of my notes, each page showing traces of red-pen revisions, and the blue font next to the changes was neatly and clearly. Given Jing Yehang's exam results, which were struggling on the verge of passing, I would be skeptical of the above. During the recess, I took my notes to the professor, and the answers I didn't want to get were exactly the same as the red-pen corrections.

"You changed the notes?" I immediately sent a message and asked. Jing Yehang only replied with an emoji. Looking at the smug corgi on the phone screen, surrounded by flowers, my heart was full of questions. It stands to reason that if he had such a level, then his test scores would never be so bad? Could it be that he deliberately made the question wrong? Impossible, right...... I can't think of any of the disadvantages of good grades. In my cognition, excellent grades mean glory, it means the right to speak, and it means that teachers and classmates look at each other differently, such as Yang Tao of that school and Liu Yuyang of this school. If Jing Yehang could be among the best, the girls would not despise him, and Liu Yuyang would not dare to target him blatantly. He has no reason to hide his strength at all! A more plausible explanation would be that someone taught him how to revise those notes. Perhaps, his uncle hired a tutor for him...... All the mysteries were solved at once. No wonder he had the confidence not to come to class...... No wonder he passes every exam...... No wonder his uncle and even the head teacher let him take a leave of absence...... It's all because they know in their hearts that even if Jing Yehang doesn't go to school, his studies won't be affected too much. With such a powerful teacher's guidance, it is too much to say that you only get a passing score in every exam...... I was ashamed and angry at the thought that I had cleverly lent him those incorrect notes, thinking that I would help him. I didn't expect my kindness to turn into a joke! So, I made up my mind not to send him any more photos of my notes. He doesn't need it at all anyway! Without the topic of notes, I suddenly realized that there was nothing to talk about between me and Jing Yehang. Aside from the occasional meme and greeting each other, we were in little contact. A week later, as Jing Yehang took another leave of absence, he completely disappeared from my life.

On Friday night, just as I was staring at the piles of homework, my phone suddenly rang with a new message. It is estimated that it is spam again...... I have a strong attachment to cleaning up useless content in my phone. I hate them as eyesores, so I always want to get rid of them all as soon as possible. To my surprise, the sender was Jing Yehang, and the content was naturally not an advertisement. It is important to know that most students use the golden time after dinner and before going to bed to complete their homework and review and prepare, and he knows this very well and never sends me a message at this point in time to disturb my hard work.

"Why haven't you sent me notes lately?"

Seeing that he was still pretending, I couldn't help but be angry. "What did you send it for? You don't need it! ”

"Why can't I use it?" He then sent a grievanceed corgi meme.

"You have the ability to correct the mistakes in my notes, which means that you understand all the knowledge points above. Now that you understand everything, what else do you need my notes for? "Who would be willing to take out their clumsy work and let people point fingers and make corrections?

"That's what I found in books...... I don't know everything......"

Through his message, I seemed to be able to hear his helpless sigh. I couldn't help but wonder if I was wrong to blame him.

Before I could figure out how to reply, Jing Yehang sent another message. "I don't want to accept your help. Isn't it good for us to divide and work together? ”

"Good is good ......"

"Then it's decided!"

Looking at the corgi on the screen who kept giving thumbs up, I smiled heartily.

At that time, I didn't think much about it and completely believed him.

It's one thing to be able to remember, but it's another to understand and apply it. With the improvement of academic qualifications, there are fewer and fewer questions in the exam that can be scored by rote memorization. For someone like me who is not flexible, questions that require roundabout thinking to get answers are a nightmare. What's even more terrifying is that in order to increase the difficulty of the question, the teacher has also set up many traps in it, so that those of us who think we have seen the dawn fall into the abyss one by one without realizing it. Compared with the midterm exam, the difficulty of the monthly exam can only be regarded as a gentle drizzle. And I was still struggling to cope with the gentle wind and drizzle, so I naturally couldn't withstand the baptism of the storm. The moment I got my report card, I felt black in front of my eyes, my hands trembling, and my heart panicking. The average score is more than 60...... It is more than ten points lower than the monthly exam...... What went wrong? What should I do? I looked around in a daze, my mind in a mess.

"Take the report card home and sign it for the parents, and hand it over to the class leader next Monday." After the homeroom teacher finished the assignment, he left the classroom and let us have a self-study class.

I lay on my desk in frustration, tears welling up in my eyes.

The classroom became noisy in an instant, and there were a few female classmates around me chatting.

"How's it going?" A voice asked briskly, and when you heard it, you could tell that its owner was in a good mood.

"Not good...... It's about the same as a monthly exam...... What about you? ”

"Pretty much ......"

"The average score is two points lower than the monthly test......

"It's a little better than the monthly exam......

"Wow...... I'm so envious! The other girls sighed.

"What are you envious of...... You know, I put a lot of effort into preparing for the exam, and I thought I could get a few more points...... I blame myself for not being careful enough, and there are many questions that should not be wrong...... Hey......" Although she complained, her tone was not without showing off.

"The teacher who came up with the question was so unkind, he actually set so many traps, but fortunately the question is not difficult, otherwise I would have fallen into the pit." One of the girls muttered.

"These questions are pull-point questions! Didn't the teacher repeatedly emphasize that he must win the question? ”

"That being said, no one can guarantee that they will be able to get these scores, except for the top students, of course!"

"Didn't the cram school explain similar topics in detail?"

"There is still a difference between the questions and the questions of the exam......

"If only the original question was still true!"

"yes, haha!"

After a burst of joyful laughter, they moved on to another topic.

"I heard that Liu Yuyang is back in the top five this time."

"The results of the top students have always been very stable, and the top ten rankings have been exchanged between several of them, which is not surprising."

"The bottom-to-bottom rankings are also exchanged between those people, haha!"

They laughed for two minutes, and one of the girls whispered, "That's not right!" When I passed by the office today, I heard that Jing Yehang was out of the bottom 10 in this exam, and the head teacher praised him in front of other teachers for this. ”

"Huh?" They let out one after another screams.

"So much progress? So how many points did he score? ”

"It's not more than 60 points, it's just because many of his classmates have failed in the exam, so it seems that he has improved, hehe!"

After listening to their words, my heart became extremely heavy. I deeply realized the gap between me and them, the importance of attending cram schools, the feeling of powerlessness and helplessness, and more importantly, the loneliness and loss of being left behind. Jing Yehang is improving, but I am regressing, and maybe one day, he will disdain me because I am far behind. Except for Xingyuan, who would be willing to accommodate my level and study with me? Without...... There will be no more ......