Chapter 28 028 There won’t be a single regret on my epitaph
The total score is drawn in this style by most people—
for example, NO2. Jiang Xijue 15789258
NO3. Ma Tongfeng 9987412
…
NO18. He Wen 8547127
…
This is normal. Bai Shi looked at the lower right corner and saw her own name—
NO12589. Bai Shi0
She should be No. 12589, and she would be the lowest in any ranking.
She looked at the top again—
NO1L. 99999999
Bai Shi: “…”
All the mountains are small
at a glance. Looking at the difficult monthly ranking points next to it, it’s hard to imagine that this first place can be written by a person.
She wondered if the upper limit of this system was 99999999.
This style…
She looked away slightly.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fuli asked Ming Dongheng to take Chen Ju to see the calligraphy and painting, but he saw Bai Li holding a mobile phone in one hand, looking at him thoughtfully.
He walked over, put one hand on the back of the chair behind Bai Li, leaned slightly to look at her mobile phone, his eyebrows and eyes were cold. At a glance
, he could see the account she just clicked into -
Account name: Bai Li
Points this month: 0
Total points: 0
Follows: 0
Number of fans: 0
Jiang Fuli stared at the "Bai Li" for a while, and was slightly silent.
His remaining eyes swept over Jiang He coldly again.
Jiang He's head was almost as long as the Rubik's Cube.
He knocked his head on the Rubik's Cube in frustration.
"I've registered." Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze from him coldly, took out his mobile phone slowly, and downloaded the blue app that he had uninstalled before.
"Yeah." Bai Di showed her ID generously.
She remembered something again, opened WeChat and sent a message to Mao Kun——
[Four one-pound sandbags]
The man in the white vest replied quickly: [Okay, sister! ]
**
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Bai Di saw that the light in Ji Heng's room was off, and then she slipped out of the alley. Mao Kun had been waiting at the entrance of the alley. He squatted on the ground and smoked.
In the darkness, only the cigarette butt showed a little scarlet flame.
"Sister." Seeing Bai Di coming, Mao Kun stood up immediately.
Bai Di was wearing an earphone, listening to the words, slowly bent down, and picked up the cloth bag he put aside.
She weighed four one-pound sandbags in her hand, then tossed them to Mao Kun and said lightly: "Tie them to your hands and feet."
"Ah?" Mao Kun touched his head and tied sandbags to his limbs as she said.
Then he tried to walk two steps, and his feet felt heavy.
His hands felt heavy too, but Mao Kun had exercised before, so he could still use the sandbags normally.
It was just a one-pound sandbag, but he walked like a moth. Bai Shi had never seen anyone so weak, so she looked away without any expression.
"I'll teach you two tricks today." Bai Shi hadn't taken a shower yet, and was still wearing her long skirt from the day. She handed her phone to Mao Kun.
The center of gravity shifted backward, the left leg was half-bent, the right leg was in a hollow position, the right fist was slightly raised, the left fist was put at the waist, and the right foot was in a bow stance at the same time. The whole body's strength was based on the left hand, and the left fist was thrown out suddenly!
"Bang——"
Her left hand was clearly slender, and the joints were visible when she made a fist.
Mao Kun looked at the fist less than three centimeters away from his face. The wind from the fist blew all his yellow hair. He had no doubt that if it was another three centimeters forward, this seemingly weak fist could break his nose!
Bai Shi's hair, which was slightly scattered by the wind from the fist, floated softly back to her forehead. Her face in the moonlight seemed much softer than before.
She withdrew her hand gracefully, her eyes dark and clear, and she asked lazily: "Did you see it clearly?"
Mao Kun came back to his senses: "..."
He saw it clearly, but not completely.
Mao Kun spent ten minutes learning the two moves before he could remember them.
"Practicing boxing with a sandbag is more harmful to the limbs," Bai Shi took back the phone and said a prescription, "65 grams each of Dangshen, Baizhu, Deer Horn, Angelica, Cyperus, Chuanxiong, Duhuo, Eucommia... Grind them together, add the medicine into a paste when it is cold, and apply it on the limbs."
After saying that, Mao Kun looked at her with clear and stupid eyes again.
Bai Shi: "...Okay, I'll type it and send it to you."
Mao Kun looked like he was about to cry: "Thank you, sister!"
"Now, don't you guys learn Changquan? Don't you learn palm techniques? Don't you practice long spears?" Bai Shi watched him practice the moves for a long time before retracting her gaze and asking softly.
She raised her head slightly and looked at the bright moon in the sky, which was already quite round.
Under the cold moon, her eyes were also cold and distant.
Mao Kun had seen Bai Shi with a similar expression before. It was at an auction when he saw her on Heishui Street.
But her expression this time was different from that time.
"Everyone is learning fighting moves," Mao Kun thought for a moment and spoke, "Most children nowadays learn Taekwondo. Few children learn long fist and long spear. There used to be a martial arts school in Xiangcheng, but it closed down because there were no students."
"Is that so..."
Bai Shi nodded.
She retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes, and hid the emotions in her eyes: "Come to see me at the same time next week, and then replace the sandbag with a two-pound iron ball."
Mao Kun dragged his heavy steps back.
It was already eleven o'clock when Bai Shi went back. She used to do exercises, but today she didn't do them. Instead, she opened Qiandu and searched for "Taekwondo".
There are many videos on the Internet.
There are also many advertisements for marketing stores. She watched videos like Taekwondo repeatedly.
It's from a certain country, and it's a bit fancy, not very practical.
Are many people learning this now?
Bai Di raised her head and looked out the window quietly.
One person in one room, one bright moon.
A message suddenly popped up on the top of the phone. It was the Jiangjing Preparatory Camp app that she had logged into before.
Bai Di clicked on it and saw that she had a new fan.
She was stunned and thought it was an official account until she clicked on the other party's account according to the fan -
Account name: L
Points this month: 0
Total points: 99999999
Followers: 1
Number of fans: 12587
Bai Di: "..."
Sure enough, she guessed it should be him, and she clicked to follow back.
She smiled, then went back and turned off Baidu.
Now it is a peaceful and prosperous time, the sea is calm and the river is clear, there will be no more bandits and pirates, no need to worry about safety, just study with peace of mind, learning these tricks is enough, she should be happy about this.
**
Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School grades papers very quickly.
On Monday, basically all the scores have come out.
The first class in the morning is Lu Lingxi, and today Zhang Shize and the others are rare not to be late. As
soon as Lu Lingxi entered the class, he handed the test paper in his hand to the class representative and asked her to distribute it.
This time the Chinese test paper was standard. The Chinese scores of the fifteenth class have always been good. The average score of the 150-point paper reached 106 points.
Fourteen points more than the second-ranked class eight in average score.
After class, Lu Lingxi took the test paper and she looked at Bai Shi's position.
The girl was wearing a blue and white school uniform. She took out her exercise book as soon as the class was over. Her long eyelashes covered her face. The sunlight from the window fell on her eyebrows and eyes, which looked gentle and elegant. She was holding a pen and looking down, quietly doing exercises.
Lu Lingxi looked at her for a long time before speaking: "Bai Xi, come out with me."
Bai Xi frowned slightly. She put down her pen and followed Lu Lingxi to the corridor.
"Bai Xi," Lu Lingxi looked at Bai Xi, "Can you tell me what you were thinking about when you wrote the composition?"
"Composition?" Bai Xi raised her head slightly, thought for a moment, and admitted her mistake, "Teacher, I'm sorry."
She lowered her eyelashes and admitted her mistake obediently.
Lu Lingxi was speechless for a moment and slowed down his voice: "It's okay, you should pay attention next time, especially when taking the college entrance examination."
"I know, teacher." Bai Xi nodded.
Lu Lingxi smiled and patted her head again.
She was a little tall, so she lowered her head slightly, allowing Lu Lingxi to pat her head smoothly, "Go back."
After Bai Xi went back, Zhang Shize and others came over. They all had puzzled expressions on their faces, "Why did Mrs. Lu look for you?"
"About my composition." Bai Xi sat back lazily, one leg bent casually, and opened her notebook again.
"Composition?" Zhang Shize was surprised when he heard this, "Did your composition go off topic? No way."
This time the composition was simple.
As he said that, he took the Chinese answer sheet that Bai Xi had casually placed on the table -
no more, no less, 90 points.
This time the Chinese was simple, but Zhang Shize still got 109 points.
"Why did you get 90?" Zhang Shize didn't believe it. Looking at her answer sheet in front of her, there was nothing wrong with it, so how could it be 90?
It doesn't fit her identity at all.
Lu Xiaohan also came over to take a look and nodded frantically: "What's the matter? Are there any points that were not added?"
Yang Lin also listened carefully.
Until Zhang Shize turned over.
This time the composition is very simple, the topic composition -
[Giving up is also a kind of beauty]
The topic is very simple, and no one will go off topic under normal circumstances. Even Zhang Shize scored 40 points out of 60 points.
However, classmate Bai Su only wrote one line of words -
[I will not give up, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will also die calmly, and there will not be a single word of regret on my epitaph. ]
It is obviously the most well-behaved handwriting, stroke by stroke.
As if it was printed from a book, neat and pleasing to the eye.
Lu Xiaohan and others, however, saw the willfulness confined in this neat handwriting.
Every stroke
of ink is a backbone. There is only a big "0" next to it.
Even Zhang Shize, a poor student, has never seen anyone dare to write an essay like this during the monthly exam.
Classmate, would you write an essay like this? It's a bit too arrogant?
Zhang Shize looked at the desk in front of him. She was looking down and calculating numbers carelessly.
He suddenly felt that this was something she could do.
"Ah." Lu Xiaohan touched his nose and borrowed Bai Shi's test paper to learn calligraphy.
**
The last class in the morning was physics.
During the break, the comprehensive science test papers were distributed.
Zhang Shize glanced at the 110 points of the student in front of him, and then looked at his own 186. He was surprised and started to show off again.
He whispered to the person behind him, "This time the physics teacher can't attack me anymore..."
The physics teacher rolled up the test paper into a tube with one hand and held a thermos in the other hand, and walked in slowly.
He asked someone to wipe the blackboard while squeezing out the thermos, and said coldly, "This time the physics test paper has a big difference. Some people got 110 points, and some people got 39 points out of 110."
Zhang Shize's eyes widened, and he poked Bai Shi's shoulder in disbelief: "Damn, someone got 110 points in physics, it must be my classmate..."
Before he finished speaking, the physics teacher glanced at him coldly, "I'm talking about you, Zhang Shize! Your deskmate and the desk in front of you both scored 110, Yang Lin also scored 97, the average score of the whole physics class is 70, and the lowest score in your grade is 37. Are you provoking my career?"
"You are disturbing your deskmate!" The physics teacher threw a piece of chalk at him, "Sit down!" Zhang
Shize: "..."
He looked at Bai Shi in disbelief.
No, your total score is only 110?
How come your physics score is also 110? What about