In 1995, Ha Yuan No. 2 Middle School, due to many reasons, did not have evening self-study, but there was an early self-study, which started at 7 o'clock in the morning every day.

Today's morning self-study class of the first and third classes of high school is very lively.

It's not that the students are lively, but, because of the calligraphy board book left from yesterday to the present, the head teacher Meng Wenkang seems to have stolen the black bear spirit of the robe, and constantly brought colleagues over to offer treasures, so he sent a 'Buddha clothes conference'.

The young and beautiful English teacher came.

The gray-haired political teacher with a serious personality is here.

The head teacher of the fourth class of high school, who is also a Chinese teacher next door, also came.

In the end, even the principal Yu Zhonghuai came.

The others admired it, praised it a few words, and then recognized the figure of a teenager in the corner who was focused on studying, and they would leave, but the principal Yu Zhonghuai simply called someone out.

Set a goal last night, Su Hang was working hard to study a Chinese workbook with a concentration that he had never had in his life, and was suddenly called out to the aisle outside the classroom, and he was still a little confused.

Unlike the other classmates who were all kinds of envy, jealousy, and surprise when they saw the previous situation, Su Hang really didn't pay attention to what had happened in the past half an hour.

However, when he saw the principal, Su Hang did not have the general shyness and timidity of students of the same age, and took the initiative to greet politely: "Hello Principal Yu." ”

The tall and thin Yu Zhonghuai is 57 years old this year, has been engaged in education for most of his life, has seen a lot of students, and has just been amazed by Su Hang's calligraphy.

Polite and precocious.

Very good.

So he asked, "When did you start learning calligraphy?" ”

Su Hang said honestly: "I started the interest class in the second grade of primary school. ”

"That's seven or eight years of study," Yu Zhonghuai said, shaking his head slightly and sighing: "Seven or eight years can reach this level, you kid is perceptive." ”

Su Hang said modestly: "Principal, you have won the award, I just copied it according to the post." ”

"This is self-defeating," Yu Zhonghuai smiled, thought about it and asked, "Do you plan to study literature or science in the second year of high school?" ”

Su Hang said: "Science." ”

Hearing Su Hang say that he was studying science, Meng Wenkang, the head teacher on the side, was obviously relaxed.

"Science," Yu Zhonghuai was a little old, and nodded slightly: "It's also right to study science." It is...... Since you have this understanding of calligraphy, it means that you are a smart person, and you still have to work hard to mention your grades before you can be admitted to university in the future. ”

I have just asked Meng Wenkang, and the school results of the teenager in front of him are regrettable.

Su Hang said sincerely: "Principal Xie's teachings, in fact, I have been reflecting recently, I used to be too meek, and I have to work hard in the future." ”

Yu Zhonghuai saw that Su Hang's expression was serious, without the slightest perfunctory meaning, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, go back to the classroom, study hard in the future, if you have any difficulties, just look for you Teacher Meng, heh, just look for me." ”

Su Hang agreed, and did not forget to nod to the head teacher, before turning around and returning to the classroom.

After Su Hang left, seeing Meng Wenkang's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Yu Zhonghuai, who was old and sophisticated, said directly: "I know that you are good at calligraphy, and if you want to, you will continue to take it with you next semester." This kid, I feel good, but the grades are average, and no one is competing with you. ”

When Meng Wenkang heard the principal say this, he immediately showed a flattering smile that would never be shown in front of the students: "Principal, you have a golden mouth, we can make up our minds, if others want to rob me, I will move you out." ”

If it weren't for his age, Yu Zhonghuai really wanted to kick it, and said in disgust: "Look at your appearance, when I divided the house back then, I didn't see you please me so much." ”

Yu Zhonghuai said, and couldn't help but think of a stunned young man who had just been assigned to the school.

In the blink of an eye, he is already middle-aged.

Meng Wenkang also remembered the past, and said with a smile: "That's because I know that the principal is fair, and you don't need to be flattered." ”

Yu Zhonghuai deliberately sneered, and then looked at a place in the classroom through the window, and said with emotion: "Calligraphy, in this era, no matter how good the handwriting is, it is difficult to eat, how do you plan to bring his results?" ”

Although Su Hang just said that he would work hard in the future and his attitude was sincere, with Yu Zhonghuai's teaching experience of more than 30 years, he knew that most students were easy to go down, but it was difficult to go up, more about what state they were in when they entered the school and what state they were in when they left the school. The kind of genius in the story who 'didn't make a splash for three years, but made a splash' is basically only in the story.

When Meng Wenkang heard this question, he also became serious and said: "Let him try to take the route of special students, there are so many calligraphy competitions in the country, participate in a few, and win some weighty awards, maybe he will be able to make special recruits in the future." ”

In this era, it is not easy to get into a university, especially in the Central Plains Province, which has a large population.

Let's just say that Heyuan No. 2 Middle School, the college entrance examination of the previous year, undergraduate, junior college, and technical secondary school together, the admission rate was only 47%, although it exceeded the national average admission rate of 36%, but it was under the premise that there were five repeat classes in the third year of high school.

With the results of Suzhou and Hangzhou now only in the middle of the grade, when it comes to the third year of high school that competes with repeat students, if there is no special change, it will inevitably fall into the downstream, and it is impossible to be admitted to university.

Yu Zhonghuai knew these very well, but he didn't break it, but just said: "If you are not afraid of trouble, just look at the arrangement." ”

It is impossible for Meng Wenkang to know that a student who has changed his soul is ambitiously trying to hit the top ten in his grade, and he actually has no bottom in his heart, and even begins to regret it in advance.

It's really depressing that a child who is so good at calligraphy can't go to college.

Inside the classroom.

Returning to his place under the gaze of the whole class, Su Hang did not quickly re-immerse himself in the Chinese workbook in front of him.

Even if he didn't know that the head teacher who was still outside was already taking the initiative to help plan the future out of cherishing his calligraphy talent, he looked up at the three paragraphs of "Persuasion" on the blackboard again, and Su Hang also realized one thing, the effect of writing under the unknown situation just reborn yesterday was even better than he imagined.

Being able to register with the principal is obvious, this is already a 'label'.

However, it was quickly left behind.

Su Hang also understands that in this era, pure writing is really useless.

So I cleared my mind and focused on the workbook in front of me again.

Morning self-study lasts until 7:45, followed by a 15-minute break, class preparation at 8 a.m., and the first class of the morning begins at 8:10 a.m.

During the break, Su Hang just ran to the toilet in a hurry, and when he came back, he buried himself in the Chinese workbook in front of him again.

This is the strategy that Su Hang determined before falling asleep yesterday.

Taking advantage of the sharpening memory effect, in recent days, I quickly went through all the nine course workbooks for the final exam to strengthen my memory.

Similar to memorizing questions directly, it can be regarded as taking shortcuts.

Because most of the questions in the final exam are basically from these workbooks.

Moreover, striking while the iron is hot can also trigger some 'easter eggs' on the exam.

In the past, because the final exam of this semester was a one-time exam, there was no review after the exam, so when it came to exam questions, the effect of memory sharpening was very weak, but it was not impossible.

Just this morning, Su Hang quietly circled three exam questions on the exercise book.

Two fill-in-the-blank questions and one reading comprehension question add up to at least 20 points.

It's a pity that I started recalling last night, and I couldn't remember the key 60-point essay question in the Chinese test paper. Otherwise, the 150-point Chinese test paper can directly determine most of it.

Su Hang remembered that in the final exam of this year, the language score should be 103 points, if the 20 points determined in advance are considered the gain effect of memory sharpening, and the original is added, 123 points, the top ten of the impact grade is definitely not enough.

Su Hang's idea is that next, race against time every day, even if it is based on the speed of 1 point a day, taking Chinese as an example, add 13 points in 13 days, and when the time comes, a total of 136 points, there will be a certain hope of hitting the top ten in the grade.

After all, Chinese is not as good as mathematics, and the subjectivity is too strong, even if it is a top student, it will be more than 130 points in daily life, and whether it can score 140 points mainly depends on luck.

Secondly, in the process of brushing questions, Su Hang also combined some learning methods seen in his previous life, such as image memory, such as associative thinking, and so on. These efficient learning methods, which have been written into books and sold at high prices for a long time, have become ubiquitous in the Internet era of information explosion.

However, there are not many people who can really use it.

At the end of the day, people are inert, and these methods are certainly effective, but they are too brain-intensive for most people to stick to.

Su Hang forced himself to use it, not only to improve the immediate learning efficiency, if he can go further and form a fixed habit of thinking, it will be of great benefit to his future life.

In short, all morning, Su Hang's brain was running at high speed with multiple threads taking care of several destinations, so that after the preparatory bell rang at 8 o'clock, He Xinlei poked him several times in a row, and Su Hang came back from the overclocking state that almost burned out his brain, looked at the same table, and wondered: "What's wrong?" ”

He Xinlei buried his head behind the book again, but he gestured to the podium, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Above, Teacher Yao is watching you." ”

Su Hang subconsciously raised his head and happened to meet a pair of beautiful eyes that were looking at him.

The owner of the eyes is his English teacher in his first year of high school, named Yao Lan, who is about twenty-four or five years old, but because he has a petite round face similar to that of a later actress surnamed Zhao, he seems to be much younger, and some people believe it when he is eighteen or nineteen years old.

Moreover, the English teacher is not only beautiful, but also very fashionable in school.

Just like today, the dark blue baggy shirt worn at the moment, paired with white high-waisted slacks, hair pulled up, and studs and bracelets embellishments, are proper modern girls in the 90s.

With the eyes of a well-informed old man in Suzhou and Hangzhou more than 20 years later, I have to praise it.

Praise is followed by sighs.

In my memory, the fate of this English teacher was not very good.

In the original timeline, it was probably in the past two years, Yao Lan married a husband who looked very good to outsiders with her beautiful appearance, but she suffered domestic violence for several years in a row, and then finally divorced, and her life was all kinds of unpleasant.

When I saw him again many years later, Su Hang only saw a numb woman who had been tormented by a rough life and had no aura, thin and thin.

Feeling that the years are too defeating the beauty, Su Hang forgot to look away for a while.

On the podium, Yao Lan was a little angry.

In the morning, Meng Wenkang was called to watch a student's calligraphy, Yao Lan was also amazed, just entered the door, happened to be the board book has not been wiped yet, so he looked at it a few more times, and then subconsciously looked for a certain student's figure.

Unexpectedly, the student also quickly came to see it.

Moreover, he even stared at it.

The teacher should look at you a few times, you stared at the teacher like this...... Yao Lan also knows that she is very beautiful, and she is not lacking in being looked at every day, but it has been five seconds, ten seconds, and she still hasn't turned away, and she still looks at it, it's too much.

Yao Lan, who didn't turn his eyes away from the other side, and subconsciously had a bit of a desire to win, also continued to star, but his originally curious gaze gradually turned to stern.

However, it turned out to be useless.

Not only that, Yao Lan also felt that the boy's eyes, which were originally just pure admiration for the beautiful opposite sex, had gradually changed, and turned into a strange vicissitudes of life that could even pierce people's souls...... Pity?

Why pity?

Am I pathetic?

Yao Lan couldn't figure it out, and this gaze inexplicably made her unbearable, her heartbeat accelerated a little, she wanted to turn away, but she didn't want to admit defeat, she endured it, straightened her face, and continued to stare at it.

I don't believe it, I can't stare at you little kid!

When Yao Lan forced herself to look at someone, Su Hang came back to his senses and sighed again in his heart, only to find that the English teacher had also been staring at him.

Moreover, this state is not like an adult at all, but like a little girl who is angry with others.

Probably, if you don't let it, I won't let it either!

Su Hang felt interesting, and of course he would not admit defeat, after all, he had mixed in the film and television city, and in a blink of an eye, he changed to a kind of playful gaze with ridicule and even teasing, the cynical kind, and the corners of his mouth were bent, and he almost whistled.

This time, Yao Lan was finally defeated, and while avoiding his gaze, his little face was quickly covered with redness.

Bah!

It turned out to be a little rascal.

The two didn't notice it for a while, because of the eye contact between teachers and students, in the classroom, it should have been singing time before class, but everyone had been silent for more than a minute.

What is the situation?

Teacher, you have to be reserved.

There is also someone, staring at our beautiful teacher like this, it's too much!

Also watch?

Still watching!

Otherwise, let's take a look.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute......

When the English teacher suddenly turned her head with a red face, the boys and girls in the classroom didn't know how to react for a while.

The student blushed when he saw the teacher, I have never seen this situation!

Yao Lan, who was blushing and turned her gaze away, finally noticed the surrounding situation, and recalled that just now, a small face that was already ruddy turned red again, as if it was dyed with a layer of intoxicating rouge, and this rouge was still spread to her neck.

It's embarrassing.

Ahhh

Shouted embarrassedly in her heart, Yao Lan lowered her head, and the toes of her sandals crushed the ground a few times, but finally she couldn't hold back, turned around, and walked out of the classroom quickly.

Flee.

When the English teacher rushed out the door, the classroom was buzzing, and there was a large number of eyes turning to a corner again.

Su Hang had already retracted his gaze, pulled out his English exercise book, and was about to continue the established learning ideas, but he saw He Xinlei on the side pick up the three pens in front of him with a reverent face, turned to Su Hang, raised it to his forehead and bowed slowly, and said in a solemn tone: "Brother Su, Teacher Su, Su Tianshen, please, teach me, let me catch up with an ordinary girlfriend!" ”

Su Hang pulled away He Xinlei's three pens that were about to poke him, and said angrily: "I can't teach it, you have too many pimples." ”

"Ah...... It hurts ......."

He Xinlei, who was directly hit at the 'vital point', covered his heart and collapsed backwards pretending to be unconscious.

The reaction of the same table made Su Hang also worried, and he ...... Isn't it overdone?

Looking out the window over the eyes of the surrounding students, fortunately, my English teacher did not leave, but just stood by the railing of the aisle with his back to the classroom, as if he was looking at the scenery.

That's when I was relieved.

Hu Yue, the literary and artistic committee member who was at the same table with Tao Nuan porcelain in the front row, started singing a song "The Sound of the Waves Remains", which has been very popular in recent years, and everyone followed together, the song sounded, and the strange atmosphere gradually dissipated.

8:10 a.m.

The class bell rang, and the English teacher, who had nothing to do, walked back to the class, and everyone began to take lessons.

It's just that many people found that their English teachers didn't dare to glance at the northeast corner of the classroom for a whole class.

Unfortunately, it was the students who were by the window in the south.

Like revenge on society, the English teacher asked several questions in a row in this class, and the students in the two rows in the south were all boys.

The squad leader, Jiang Yan, was left to stand for a whole class because he didn't answer a grammar question correctly.

In stark contrast, a certain initiator buried his head in the whole class, because he was not noticed, but was able to concentrate on his own brushing strategy.

To others, this is a typical desertion!

On the other hand, Jiang Yan, who happened to see this situation, moved his numb calves while hating itchy.

Who are we going to provoke?

Teacher, turn your head and look, the bad guy is obviously on the other side!