Chapter 48 The End of the High School Entrance Examination

The phrase “the total score will be reduced by the amount deducted for the essay” spread throughout the room.

Father An and Aunt Song sprayed rice on the spot.

At the dinner table, except for Anting who was cooking, the other three people put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked at each other in silence.

After a long time, Father An broke the silence, cheerfully and dullly said: "Hahaha, An Ting, the TV student looks like you..."

Aunt Song I'm still speechless with Song Ci. I dare to admit that you, a father, are too ambitious. That's obviously your son!

Anting swallowed another mouthful of food, glanced at the TV, and said calmly while picking up the food: "Well... no need to doubt, that person is me."

This sentence is like a bomb detonating at home.

Not only did he hand in the paper one hour early, he also dared to say in front of reporters that he had almost perfect scores.

Dad An was dumbfounded on the spot. He finally had some hope for his son. It was only a hundred days ago. He didn’t expect it to be his extravagant hope. He was very complicated inside, but he still didn’t explode. He said everything. Not exported.

Aunt Song sensed Dad An’s discomfort and smoothed things over, saying, “Oh, I know, I know, this is the trash talk part of sports competitions that you young people love to play. This is the way."

After saying that, Aunt Song stepped on Song Ci.

Song Ci reacted, nodded, and echoed: "Hahaha, such interesting trash talk, the students must love to see it."

Hmm...

Watching clowns and other activities has always been suitable for all ages.

After a brief silence, Dad An accepted the reality.

Father An has never communicated much with his son. He always focuses on doting on his son. He has always been disappointed. Now he is disappointed again, which is not an unacceptable thing.

After thinking for a while, he squeezed out a faint smile and said: "Come on tomorrow and stick to it until the last moment!"

Father An still convinced himself to put his son's Treat one act as a moment of relaxation, and continue to persist tomorrow. Anyway, my son is not good at English. He just failed in one subject, so it is not a big problem.

Aunt Song and Song Ci looked at each other, and they could only sigh in their hearts—poor parents in the world.

"Okay..." Anting replied.

Doing this made Anting feel regretful. He bit his chopsticks with a complicated look in his eyes.

Although I was very confident, this move really ignored the people around me.In terms of people's feelings, the classmates were okay, mainly because they ignored their father. In the half month before the results were released, An's father would probably be unhappy.

If I had known better, I wouldn’t have made a fuss.

I regret it, but it’s a done deal.

An Ting did not worry too much and smiled again: "Dad, you will know how good I am by then!"

Father An and Aunt Song smiled again.

Only Song Ci stared at him with disdain. Even though he was in trouble, he still didn't know the shame and pretended to be in front of his family.

Later.

An Ting only knew one thing - this year's English high school entrance examination is the most difficult one in the past five years. Even top students like Song Ci need to face it with caution, let alone write a composition. The deduction will be as much as the full score will be reduced.

No wonder others despise it so much.

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During the high school entrance examination, because the examination room needs to be closed, there is no need for late self-study at night, and the candidates rest at home.

It’s half past nine in the evening.

After Anting took a shower, with wet hair, he came to the rooftop alone, sat on a wicker chair, looked at the night sky, and was in a daze.

I don’t know since when, there was a girl holding a basin in the back. Song Ci would wash her underwear by hand after taking a bath every night, and then go up to the rooftop to dry the clothes.

She likes this spacious rooftop very much.

Flashing, colorful small light bulbs, vines wrapped around the iron shed, plants on the wall, a set of rattan tables and chairs, the redbud tree downstairs, and the night sky.

Song Ci liked all of this.

When hanging clothes, Song Ci said to Anting: "It's so rare, you will be upset..."

Well...Song Ci hit the mark on the young man's heart, Anting I'm really upset. If I had known better, I would have made my dad feel uncomfortable for the next half month if I hadn't acted like that.

An Ting leaned back on the wicker chair, turned sideways, looked back sideways, stared at Song Ci with his deep eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I will undoubtedly laugh to the end, but I just ignored it in the process. It affects other people's feelings, so I'm unhappy."

Since his rebirth, Anting believed that everything he did was right, and this was the first wrong thing.

Song Ci put the underwear on the hanger and said gently: "I was angry at first, but then I thought about it and I wasn't angry anymore..."

"Why? "

Hearing this, Song Ci originally wanted to hang the front of her underwear on the iron pole. After thinking for a while, she turned around and hung it on the iron pole. She said with emotion.: "An Ting, we have known each other for many years, and I have hated you for many years...but I have not completely rejected you. No matter how bad people are, they all have their own merits."

"Because I am Good family or good friends?" Anting has heard similar statements.

Song Ci shook his head and said: "A long time ago, I cared about you a little because you were very naughty... But occasionally, I would sit quietly in the classroom and watch you skip class, and there would be a moment. A little bit of yearning... Submitting the paper early this time is not so bad, you are the real you."

Song Ci is a very well-behaved person, while Anting is a misbehaving person.

Sometimes, she also wants to be a bad girl, unfettered and indulgent.

More than once, I have longed for Anting.

An Ting understood what the other party said, and while being comforted, he was also a little helpless. He smiled bitterly and said: "Are you praising me or derogating me?"

"God knows."

"Song Ci, do you want me to help you become a bad girl?" Anting showed a malicious smile and joked: "Very bad, very bad."

Song Ci was stunned for a while, her heart beat obviously faster, then she quickly calmed down, shook her head and said, "I don't want to..."

After saying that, Song Ci planned to go downstairs to rest. , tomorrow is the last day of exams, and I was just about to turn around, when I turned my eyes inadvertently, the young man's back fell into my field of vision, exuding a sense of loneliness and desolation that was isolated from the world.

It seems that this is not the first time I feel it.

In Song Ci’s eyes, Anting is a bad person, he has always been that way and has never changed.

But... for some reason, she had a strange feeling - Anting seemed to have stayed the same recently, but in fact it was different. In the past, she was fighting bravely and skipping school; It's strange to be unfaithful. Whether it's the declaration at the 100-day swearing-in meeting, the bet, or even handing in the paper in advance, it gives people a very deliberate feeling, as if it is a cry to the world.

The young man has just washed his hair. Under the bright night, it is shiny. When the wind blows, the silver shines brightly.

Song Ci walked to the rooftop door and happened to see the door of the utility room opened. There was a hair dryer on the table at the door, which was used last time.

After a brief thought, I still didn’t help him dry his hair.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
　　　　　　　　　　　　
　　　　　　　　　　　　
　　　　
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
　　　　　　
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
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The high school entrance examination has officially come to an end.

The period between the completion of the exam and the release of the results should beThe most comfortable moment in junior high school life, don’t think about the past or the future, focus on the present and enjoy your youth.

Of course...provided you don't evaluate the score.

Once the score is estimated, you have to worry.

Fortunately, the high school entrance examination cannot be compared with the college entrance examination. School teachers will not ask students to estimate their scores. Please relax first. After all, you have already filled out your application form.

It is not the college entrance examination, so you need to prepare the volunteer application in advance.

When the last subject was over, Anting stood in the sunset at the gate of his hometown junior high school. His shadow and face were facing in opposite directions. One side was the road of his past life, and the other side was the road of this life. .

From now on, he will take a different path.

You may meet many different people, and you may miss the people you used to have.

It’s normal.

He went to technical secondary school in his previous life and high school in this life. The scenery along the way and the people on the way are bound to be completely different. In life, we always meet and see each other along the way.

At this moment.

Gao Fei, Zhu Jiajun and Bao Weiwei showed up. The former watched the news last night and knew that Anting was pretending to be a big deal. He didn't meet Anting during the day today, so he was full of stuff. As soon as he complained, he strangled the other person's neck and said viciously: "Well, Anting, tell me not to hand in the paper in advance, so I'll do it myself."

Don't forget one thing ——Before the exam, Anting told Gao Fei not to hand in the paper in advance. He agreed not to act cool together, but if you pretend to be cool secretly, it’s still a big deal!

Gao Fei must be unhappy.

Anting was speechless and said disgustedly: "Hey, hey, hey, don't hold me tight, it's so hot..."

In the weather of more than 30 degrees, two big boys hugged each other Together, you can imagine how disgusting, smelly and slimy they are.

"Who makes you so shameless..."

"Speaking of which... it's actually similar to my question. You should have finished it very early. It's obvious that you didn't do it in advance. Hand in the paper, can you blame me?"

Gao Fei: "."

Hmm.

Yes.

Faced with the most difficult English test in five years, Gao Fei was the same as Anting. He had already prepared. He actually finished it in one hour, but he did not dare to come out so early.

After spending most of junior high school, he finally found that he had a chance to hit No. 1 Middle School, and he had to seize this opportunity.

Check it ten times!

Stay alive until the endmoment.

Stable! ! !

Bao Weiwei didn’t know about the topic. She just thought Anting’s speech in front of reporters was very interesting. She even gave a thumbs up, “Good Job! I talked to me in front of the TV last night. Dad said, this idiot on TV is my classmate! My dad admires you very much!"

" He looked proud. " She said go wash your face." Bao Weiwei replied.

The moment the words fell.

Song Ci appeared. She did come out of the bathroom. Her delicate and pretty face was covered with water drops, and even the air bangs on her forehead and the hair on her temples were stuck to her face. , under the setting sun, a pair of beautiful eyes shine with hope.

Especially the one on the chin is shiny with the combination of water and sweat.

Anting suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder. He stretched out his hand, used the side of the tiger's mouth to gently flick away the water droplets.

At that moment, Song Ci was stunned. He immediately reacted and cursed: "How many times have I told you not to do frivolous things suddenly!"

During the exam , Song Ci was highly concentrated, and the temperature was so high that his CPU was about to explode. Naturally, his face was a little red. Now it was even redder because of the young man, but it was not obvious even under the sunset.

"This time it's mine. The obsessive-compulsive disorder is a bit unbearable." No matter how careless Anting was, he should have realized that he was rash, waved his hand, and apologized.

　"Huh..."

　Then immediately.

Bao Weiwei took Song Ci’s arm and said: “Song Ci, sir, please have a drink, will you go?”

Hearing this, Song Ci’s eyes were as bright as autumn water. , looking at the teenager, she rarely drinks drinks and eats fried food. For various reasons, on the one hand, it is not healthy, on the other hand, she does not have so much pocket money.

Aunt Song’s deceased husband’s family seemed to be wealthy, but the husband himself was not considered rich, so family and personal matters should be treated separately.

To put it bluntly, once her husband dies, Aunt Song can only get her husband’s inheritance, which has nothing to do with her husband’s family.

After her husband died, Aunt Song received a lot of cold looks. In anger, she took her daughter back to her hometown and bought a commercial house. She used the money left by her husband to pay the down payment, and the mortgage was all over. Not finished yet.

Aunt Song is just an ordinary office worker. She is not rich as she raises a daughter and has to pay off her mortgage.

The Zero of Song PorcelainIt doesn't cost much.

The personalities of mother and daughter are actually somewhat similar.

That is to say, Aunt Song has been beaten by society and is a little more diplomatic; Song Ci is still a proud girl who has not left school, and is more serious and rigid.

Song Ci rarely agreed, "Well..."