No one wants to reveal their secrets, and in a sense, the choices they make also reflect their ambition.

At the entrance of the village, they are separated.

Zhang Yunxiang didn't take a few steps before she stumbled and was about to fall to the ground, and the young woman who was traveling with her was also in a hurry to grab her.

"What's wrong with you?"

It was cold when she started, so cold that she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

Zhang Yunxiang's face was pale, her mouth was dry, and she smiled at her, "It's okay, my head suddenly dizzy, thank you." ”

The young woman frowned, "Why don't you go to the health center?" ”

"It's okay, it's really okay."

Seeing that she insisted, the young woman did not persuade again, she was originally concerned about it, after all, it costs money to see a doctor, and no one is tight on money these days, besides, in the countryside, just faint, it is not sick or painful, in fact, there is no need to run to the health center, at most just rest and drink more hot water.

"Then pay more attention to yourself, and don't delay if you feel uncomfortable." This is a critical moment, don't be admitted to college but can't go because of physical reasons, then the gains outweigh the losses.

"Yes, I know."

Zhang Yunxiang said with a smile.

Lowered his eyes, but knew there was a fart.

Her illness was not at all something that ordinary doctors could see.

It's a punishment from the system.

That's right, it's punishment.

punish her for not doing her job properly.

It's speechless.

If Song Wu is a gem wrapped in mud, then Huang Dahei is the dead fish's eyeballs.

She really, really can't get her mouth shut!

For several worlds, the object of the task is either the campus male god or the son of Moshang, with good manners and good looks, her appetite has long been raised, where can she look like a homeless man.

Dirty and sloppy.

Be reasonable, the system you really have convulsions, go to the doctor, don't come to toss me!

Lightning strikes and electric shocks at every turn...

Zhang Yunxiang felt that it was too difficult, too difficult!

Especially in the past few days, somehow, the number of lightning strikes has become more frequent, and the intensity has become greater and greater each time.

If it goes on like this, she'll be scattered.

Her soul, which she had managed to gather, would dissipate like a cloud of mist.

It's so sad.

Do you really want to give up the object of the current pull to attack a man like mud and dung?

No, that doesn't require a strategy at all.

She hasn't done anything, she doesn't even know her, and Huang Dahei's favorability for her is already 50.

I really want her to show something, heh, it's full in minutes.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Yunxiang is not in a hurry.

Lei really slashed hard, besides, she didn't want to be too wronged for the time being.

The other side.

When Song Shi returned home, Song's father and mother were already waiting at the door.

When I saw him, I asked anxiously, "Which school did you apply for?" ”

In these years, there is no scruple about the child's mood after the exam, and nothing can be asked for fear of hitting the child's self-confidence.

Song Shi said it.

I reported several, but I had never heard the names, and I chose them randomly, and I couldn't remember them after handing in the information.

was so angry that Mother Song scolded him for being stupid.

Song's father was speechless and smoked, "You said you..."You are still admitted to university, you can't even remember the name of the school, take the test with a hammer!"

Song Shi said his sentence 'It doesn't matter if you remember it or not, as long as there is a school to ask for it, receiving the notice is the most important', rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, I just told you that I applied for the best universities in our flower country, and I imprinted the name of each university in my heart, but in the end, I didn't get in, and the score was ridiculously bad, what's the use." ”

Song's mother and Song's father: ...

That's right.

So he didn't ask any more questions.

My son is right, there is a school to be practical.

They are ordinary people, and what they value most is the actual result.

"Did you say how long it would take to receive the notice?" Mother Song asked.

"I don't know, but all the notices will arrive before the school starts in March next year at the latest." Song Shi walked into the courtyard.

took out a piece of fine five flowers from his arms, weighing two catties, "Mother, let's make dumplings and eat them happily today." ”

Mother Song: "..."

Almost not furious.

Why are you buying meat again, you loser!

Take a deep breath, "Dumplings cost meat, such a large piece, the province can eat it for half a month, just stew a potato today, and eat the rest later." ”

Song Shi looked incredulous, "Mother, that's it, it's not enough for us to cook dumplings into a bowl alone, you are so calculating..." ”

The words made Song's mother feel sad and angry, and she felt ridiculed again.

Father Song glared at him, "Talk to your mother well!" ”

Song Shi simply apologized, "I'm sorry." ”

Song's father coughed lightly, "Isn't it just a piece of meat, why can't we eat it after we worked hard to raise him, listen to my son, let's eat dumplings today." After speaking, he added, "Put more cabbage, I love cabbage filling." ”

Mother Song went in and prepared.

The father and son were silent outside for a long time, and after a while, Father Song sighed, "Dad doesn't blame you, but your mother is already uncomfortable, and you take care of her." ”

Song Shi tilted his head, "Then my mother's discomfort is not my doing, I don't say that she is not uncomfortable?" ”

Father Song: "... If you don't say it, she can't remember to feel uncomfortable. ”

It's like a wound.

It's painful.

But leave it there, as time passes, it will heal and scarring.

On the contrary, if you poke it from time to time and cut it with a knife, it will not be good, it will hurt more and the wound will be deeper.

Song Shi sighed, "Self-deception." ”

Father Song has a wooden face, this broken child!

If it weren't for the fact that in the yard they had to listen to the eldest and second daughter-in-law pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, they wouldn't have to run outside in a good house?

Sure enough, the sons are all debt collectors, and they are not intimate at all.

A month later.

The first notice of the Chaoyang Brigade was delivered by the postman in the cold wind.

It was an intellectual youth from the next village.

The application is a non-local secondary school.

It was like a signal that everyone was getting nervous, and every day there were many people hovering around the entrance of the village with their necks stretched.

An atmosphere of anxious antichalic anticha spreads.

Song Shi's notice was taken very cleverly.

He happened to be on his way to the town on an errand that day, and when he passed by the post office, he went in and asked, but he found him.

It's a foreign Chinese college, planting flowers and flowers.

He carefully took the thin piece of paper into his arms, looked out at the sky where snow particles began to fall, and exhaled white air.

Finally, it's time to leave this map.

He had been bored for a long time.

This winter, the snow is extremely heavy, the weather is also extremely cold, and even colder is the heart, which has not yet received the admission letter.

The heart is like being covered in snow, and the whole body is cold, and all hope is gradually dying in the ice and snow.