Don't ask for anything, naturally rely on yourself.

This is easier said than done.

It's just that what He Yi'an doesn't understand is how many people can fight for a bright future just by relying on their own talents?

It's just like the sand of the sea.

It's gold that always shines, it's just the begging mentality of the frustrated talking about masturbation in the wasted years, and you can't really believe it!

It is difficult to produce a noble son from a cold door, and it is difficult to breed a real dragon in a shallow pool.

Resource background may be the shortcut to becoming a king.

Of course, there are some things that are not easy to say to the Cheng family's father and daughter directly, which can only increase anxiety and do nothing. Back at home, He Yi'an reorganized his spirit a little, and pretended to be peaceful, without waves, only to see Cheng Jiangshui greet him with a smile.

"I'm back, how is the work going? Where is it? ”

"Well, it's temporarily arranged for the city archives! I'll report tomorrow! ”

"Archives?"

Cheng Jiangshui's face changed suddenly, his willow eyebrows frowned, and he asked in surprise, "What's the ...... How can it be assigned there? Is this completely incompatible with your major? And your education is so high, even if you go to work in the city government, it's not too much, what's wrong? ”

He Yi'an's gentle face was indifferent, but his heart twitched, and he pretended to say calmly: "It's nothing, the leader in charge of personnel said that other positions are occupied, and the archives are still the best unit at present." ”

Cheng Jiangshui asked suspiciously: "Occupied?" ”

He Yi'an nodded his head tepidly, with a look of indifference, and said with relief: "Well, it's okay, Jiang Shui, where are you going." Besides, although the archives are a Qingshui Yamen, the work is easy, so it is convenient for me to take care of my godmother. ”

Cheng Jiangshui frowned tightly and said sadly: "But this is unfair to you!" ”

"It's okay, as long as the ability and quality are there, I think it won't be long before I can do a good job." He Yi'an seemed to be very confident, and what he said was even more light.

"Yi'an, you!"

Cheng Jiangshui took a step forward, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful face showed a little melancholy.

She could see that He Yi'an was trying his best to comfort herself, but an outstanding talent with a supreme aura was thrown into a corner where it was difficult to display her talents, which was something that no one could figure out.

It's either a leadership obstacle in charge, or there is an unknown trick in it. Although He Yi'an is as plain as water on the surface, he must be lonely in his heart, and Cheng Jiangshui is sad and self-blamed for a while at this moment, feeling like he has been burdened by He Yi'an......

Ganquan No. 2 Middle School.

On the playground, with a hysterical roar, many students were running feverishly, soccer balls were rolling on the potholed ground, and the dirt playground was immediately dusty, and the smell of choking reached the mouth and nose. Many students even went into battle shirtless, venting their extreme excess energy with impunity.

As far as the whole school can see, there is not even a decent building, and the classrooms and office areas are all brick buildings, which are not spacious and bright, let alone the atmosphere of reading loudly.

The children who can study here are basically poor worms who have been eliminated from the high school entrance examination but have nowhere to go. It's just that, according to the regionalized arrangement, at best, the nine-year compulsory education is completed in a confrontational manner.

There are really only a handful of people who can find a good future from here, and they are as few as stars.

The hardware conditions are often linked to the quality of the students, and correspondingly, the overall quality of the students here is much worse. The atmosphere is very important, without a good learning atmosphere, everyone is getting by and living a mixed life, either in the playground to sway the superfluous youth commotion, or to fool around for fun, the mind is rare to study.

Such a school will become a distribution center for students who have no ideals, no motivation, and no hope.

Cheng Jianghai, who was already a second-year junior high school student, sat alone in the corner of the playground with a book, glanced at the figures running back and forth on the field, and then looked at the textbooks in his hands like mountains.

Talent is determined by God, but God has never been fair and just. He didn't have a good brain like his brother and sister. For learning, this brain that lacks learning factors is like the biggest failure in God's creation, even if he regrets and courageously later, and has worked hard to study hard, but his grades have not improved, and the harvest is even less.

The expectations of the family, the depression of oneself, the lack of confidence, and the uncertainty of the future...... It's like a difficult question with no answer.

Over time, learning has become a coptis tree, the more you chew, the more bitter it becomes, but you have to keep chewing, which is really miserable for Cheng Jianghai.

Maybe I was dazzled by the characters in the book, and I felt a sense of vomiting. Cheng Jianghai stood up dejectedly and was about to go back to the classroom, but was stopped by the passing homeroom teacher, Mr. Wu.

"Cheng Jianghai, come here!"

Cheng Jianghai stepped forward stupidly and asked, "Teacher Wu, did you call me?" ”

Mr. Wu, who is in his thirties, looks dignified and beautiful, but he wears a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses, which more or less destroys some of the youthful and beautiful atmosphere, and looks too old and serious. At this moment, she was holding a large stack of textbooks, looking at Cheng Jianghai, who was drooping his head and looking strong and airless, and frowned and said.

"Why are you here alone? I didn't do it with my classmates! ”

"I don't want to go, I haven't finished the book yet!" Cheng Jianghai replied lazily.

Teacher Wu lifted his glasses, his eyes were a little depressed, and he sighed: "Hey, Jiang Hai, you are a second-year junior high school student, why are you always so silent?" Like an old man, he doesn't actively speak in class, and he doesn't like to participate in group activities after class. How many times have I seen you alone in a daze, what's wrong? Is there anything you can tell the teacher? ”

Cheng Jianghai raised his head, his head shaking like a rattle: "Well, no!" No! ”

Teacher Wu glared at him with disgust, this student seemed to her to be the most wilted and boring one in the class, not to say much, and always looked preoccupied, frowning for longer than she had to deal with these bear children, completely a rhythm of pre-aging and decaying.

It's just that compared with other mixed-based students, Cheng Jianghai is still willing to focus on studying, and relatively speaking, he can be regarded as a "manufacturable material", so he also pays a little more attention to it on weekdays.

Good student, what teacher doesn't like it?

Seeing that Cheng Jianghai was silent, Mr. Wu stuffed the books in his arms into his arms, ready to take the opportunity to have a good talk with him.

"Come, take it! Get these to the office for me! ”

Cheng Jianghai sighed, then hugged the book, with a bitter face, and followed the teacher step by step.

Teacher Wu said as he walked: "Jiang Hai, I, the head teacher, have never seen you smile. I can see that you are the most thoughtful one in the class, is there something going on at home? ”

Cheng Jianghai's face stiffened, and he said with a little apprehension: "No, really not!" ”

"It's good if you don't have it." Teacher Wu bowed his head, hesitated for a moment, and patiently taught: "Jiang Hai, in fact, you still have a lot of potential, but you don't know how to learn flexibly, how can you do it by rote memorization, you still have to master some learning methods." ”

Cheng Jianghai's face was bitter, and there was a bit of melancholy between his eyebrows: "Teacher, I'm actually very stupid, and I can't do it without rote memorization." ”

"No one is born stupid!"

Teacher Wu said categorically, and continued to encourage: "Listen to the teacher, and think more about the method to get twice the result with half the effort." The learning atmosphere in our school has not been very good, and many students have not focused on their studies at all...... Well, I've heard that some of my classmates are still messing around with people outside of school, but don't you? ”

Cheng Jianghai was stunned, and said with certainty: "Uh, I didn't!" ”

Teacher Wu lifted his glasses and continued to chatter: "This is the best, I believe that with your temperament, you will not have anything to do with them." Although the admission rate of our school is not very high, there are still some students who can be admitted to secondary school and junior college. ”

Cheng Jianghai raised his head, his eyebrows were full of unconfidence, and he stumbled and said, "Teacher, can I do it?" ”

Teacher Wu gave him a fierce look: "First remove the word '?', and you must have confidence first!" ”

Cheng Jianghai lowered his head again, and hummed: "Oh! ”

Looking at Cheng Jianghai's lazy appearance of few words and cherishing words like gold, Mr. Wu didn't know what to persuade him from.

You talk about a lot of truths, and he responds with a pitiful one or two words, and you don't know whether you listen to it or understand it.

The long-winded preaching of such a student is really a bit of a bull drum and a vain speech. Fortunately, he can maintain this state of humbly listening, which can be regarded as "teachable". It is thousands of times better than those stubborn people who say that even if you say that you have dried up the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, in the end they will still be broken jars.

It's just that what Mr. Wu doesn't know is that Cheng Jianghai used to be like this, but now he is "refreshed".

Cheng Jianghai, who was silent, followed Mr. Wu into the office, put down the books and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a burst of angry reprimands from the female teacher in the office next to him.

"Bao Xiaoqi, how can you do this!"

Cheng Jianghai's footsteps froze instantly.