Chapter 091 Runway
"Lin Siwei? Why are you here?" Lin Jiale's eyes widened and he looked back at Jia Fang, "Are you in the same group?"
Jia Fang was about to scold back when Lin Siwei held him down: "Don't follow me in public. Such uneducated people are scolding each other."
Then he said to Lin Jiale: "We rural people are all in the same group. Be careful when talking outside. Don't talk to city people or country people. Be careful of offending our group. "People."
A mother-in-law nearby looked at Lin Siwei and saw that she had fair skin and decent clothes. She asked curiously, "Young lady, are you from the countryside?"
Lin Siwei smiled and said, "I grew up in the countryside. I just came to Jinling to study. I don't think there is anything wrong with being born in a rural area."
My mother-in-law smiled happily: "I am also from a rural area. It's hard to forget your roots."
The uncle next to me must have been tired of hearing this. Le Yiyi was noisy and said loudly: "I came out of No. 3 Junior High School. The little girl said it all the way. If you are so awesome, I think you are not from the city, but from the palace."
Lin Jiale was stunned.
The country people are all in the same group. This car is full of country people!
She was blushing, knowing that she had offended the public, and pulled Lin Jiahuan towards the car: "Ignore them, let's get out of the car."
Lin Jiahuan was speechless and followed her to the front door of the car, but threw away her hand: "I won't get out of the car. , I won’t have any money to go home if I get off the bus.”
It cost 15 cents to take three trips, and Lin Jiahuan was not that rich.
Jia Fang covered her mouth and laughed, and secretly said to Lin Siwei: "They definitely don't have monthly passes."
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The three stops soon arrived, and Lin Jiahuan and Lin Jiale rushed out of the car as soon as they hit the road. They didn't want to lose their face in the car anyway.
Lin Siwei and Jia Fang also got out of the car.
Lin Jiale was so frightened that he shrank back: "Lin Siwei, why are you following me!"
Originally, Lin Siwei and Jia Fang were just here to find the way, but seeing Lin Jiale being so wary, Lin Siwei became interested.
"Go to No. 3 Junior High School."
Lin Jiale's face turned pale, and he was even more convinced that Lin Siwei was deliberately following him: "Why are you going to No. 3 Junior High School! Don't follow me, I'm going to call someone -"
Jia Fang was amused: "What's the matter? , you are allowed to go to No. 3 Junior High School, but we can’t go? And we got on the bus first, and you came up halfway. If you want to follow, you should follow us."
Lin Jiahuan frowned: "Lin Siwei, we are going to No. 3 Junior High School. It's business."
Lin Siwei was still a little surprised by Lin Jiahuan. In the house at No. 43 Fishbone Lane, Lin Jiahuan was the only one who looked like a normal person.
"We also go to No. 3 Junior High School for business." Lin Siwei said.
Lin Jiale immediately said: "You are not a student, why are you going to school..."
"Jia Le!" Lin Jiahuan glared at her seriously, "Don't cause trouble. Don't delay the game."
Lin Jiale curled his lips and looked again Lin Siwei did not dare to speak any more.
Lin Jiahuan nodded to Lin Siwei: "Okay, then let's go and do our own business."
After saying that, she pulled Lin Jiale to the other side of the road, which meant they parted ways.
Now that they were far apart, Jia Fang could finally speak openly: "No wonder you want to live at grandma's house. Living with them will shorten your lifespan."
"It should be that they will shorten your lifespan."
"Hahahaha." Jia Fang Fang laughed happily.
The two people across the road heard laughter and couldn't help but look this way. You know without asking that you must be talking about yourself.
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As a suburban junior high school, No. 3 Junior High School is not large in scale. The two rows of bungalows in its early years are being renovated, and a three-story teaching building has just been completed and opened. The exterior walls are dazzlingly white.
Next to the teaching building is a cinder track, which is also newly built. It looks only more than 200 meters long and is not a standard track, but it is exciting enough for Jia Fang.
"It's great in the city." Jia Fang said, "We only have such a track in our county."
Previously, Lin Jiale said that No. 3 Junior High School was a rural school, and the rural schools in Jinling were better than those in their county. This made Jia Fang Shocking.
Lin Siwei said: "It's really nice in the city, so we have to get out of the countryside and see the wider world. But we can't forget the countryside..."
She smiled sweetly: "Open the loading point to the countryside to make transportation more developed. It’s more convenient, and that’s what we, the children from rural areas, should give back to our hometown.”
After saying this, Lin Siwei’s heart suddenly surged.
Mr. Lin is also such a child. Mr. Lin also lived in the countryside when she was a child. It was her parents who took her out of the countryside and took root in the city. From then on, she went to college, entered the society, and became a master in the world. But she never forgot the place where she lived as a child. She donated books to the primary school in her hometown, and she also anonymously assisted more than a dozen children in their studies.
Everyone said that Mr. Lin was cold-faced and cold-hearted. They were wrong. Mr. Lin was indeed ruthless in his methods and cold in character, but his heart was warm.
Jia Fang seemed to understand, but she also knew that what her cousin was talking about was related to higher and more ambitious ideals.
She looked up to her cousin even more.
"Teacher Xiaolin?" a voice sounded.
When the two heard this, they turned around, and it turned out to be Wu Shanhai's wife, Qin Liming, the Chinese teacher of the third junior high school and the head teacher of the third junior high school.
"Teacher Qin!" Lin Siwei was surprised, he didn't expect to meet her here.
Quickly introduce to both parties: "This is our leader's lover, Teacher Qin Liming and Qin. This is my cousin, Jia Fang, who will enroll in school soon. I will bring her to recognize the school."
Jia Fang heard Lin Siwei say that it was her The lover of the leader of the Grain School helped me, and I guess it was the person in front of me. He saluted politely: "Hello, Teacher Qin."
Qin Liming smiled and said: "So you are Jia. Our principal saw your previous report card and your grades were good. "You must study hard in the future."
"The principal has seen it..." Jia Fang was inexplicably shy.
Thinking that she had studied in a middle school in the countryside, and now that the schools in Jinling were so good, Jia Fang felt a little uneasy, fearing that her level would not be enough for Jinling.
In fact, she was worrying too much.
The reason why No. 3 Junior High School became what Lin Jiale calls a "gangster middle school" is precisely because it is located in the suburbs of the city, and the students are all children of farmers in nearby suburbs. Their personalities are tougher than those in the city, and their study style is not as good. There are almost no students who are admitted to key high schools every year. It's rare. Jia Fang had excellent grades in her previous school. Teachers always commented that she studied hard and had a good character. The principal of No. 3 Junior High School had placed hope in her.
Otherwise, even if he had two cigarettes, he would not accept her so readily, and it would still be because of his excellent grades.
Qin Liming said: "By the way, you are in Class 1 of the third grade of junior high school. I am the class teacher. You will report directly on the morning of the 22nd."
Lin Siwei and Jia Fang were very happy to hear that they were in her class. After all, it is a new arrival to have someone familiar. "Okay, thank you, Teacher Qin." As
soon as he finished speaking, a young teacher ran over: "Teacher Qin, Sister Liu Zhixiang just came to ask for leave. She said that Liu Zhixiang fell into a ditch yesterday and broke his leg. I broke it, so I can't come to the game today."
"Ah?" Teacher Qin asked with concern, "Is the fall serious? Is there any fracture?"
The young teacher said, "I didn't go to the hospital, but I can't walk well. Lie down for a few days."
Qin Liming felt a little relieved when he heard that he didn't go to the hospital. But thinking about the essay competition that was about to start, Qin Liming felt regretful: "What a great opportunity. You can get extra points if you win the prize. Liu Zhixiang is really out of luck."
The young teacher even regretted: "It was not easy for our school to win There is an opportunity to hold a competition, but one of the generals is missing before the exam. There is still twenty minutes before the exam, and it is too late to inform other students."
Qin Liming's eyes lit up and he looked at Jia Fang: "Classmate Jia, You go up to the top."
"Me?" Jia Fang was stunned, "No, no, I have never participated in any competitions."
It is not easy to complete the teaching tasks in rural schools. How can I participate in any composition competitions? .
Qin Liming said: "There is nothing wrong with you. You are originally a student of our third junior high school and meet the competition requirements. Rather than wasting a competition place, why not give it a try."
Jia Fang rubbed her hands nervously. The news came too suddenly. She My mind went blank.
Lin Siwei said: "Teacher Qin, let me have a few words with Jia Fang."
He pulled Jia Fang aside and whispered: "Fangfang, listen to me, this is a small matter, don't be stressed. Just write a "Winter vacation composition."
Jia Fang panicked: "I can write winter vacation compositions, but I'm afraid of embarrassing the school."
Lin Siwei took her hands and said, "Take a deep breath, come on, breathe in - breathe out - breathe in." -Exhale-Are you feeling better?"
Jia Fang nodded, and sure enough, her heartbeat was not that strong.
Lin Siwei added: "Don't panic when you get the question, and don't start writing it haphazardly. Think about the high-scoring essays you have written before and see if there are any with similar themes that you can apply."
"Apply?" Jia Fang looked at it doubtfully. she.
Lin Siwei explained: "For example, those who write about struggle, family love, and unforgettable things all remain the same. You must have written similar essays before. If you scored high at that time, it means that this essay was written well. It must be excellent. As long as the content matches the theme of today's competition, if you slightly change the beginning and end, and click on today's question, it will be an excellent exam essay."
Jia Fang's eyes suddenly lit up: "I understand you. That’s interesting. I have such essays. I ranked first in my grade in several essays before. Our teacher also said that if we are in the city, we can submit them to some magazine editors.”
“That’s great, Fangfang! ” Come on!"
Lin Siwei cheered up, and Jia Fang suddenly felt confident.
"Teacher Qin, I don't have any stationery..."
Qin Liming immediately said to the young teacher: "I'll take her to the examination room. You quickly go get a pen to see if there is enough ink, and then bring some draft paper."
"Okay! "The young teacher ran away.
Seeing them hurrying towards the teaching building without saying goodbye, Lin Siwei felt relieved.
People need opportunities, and Jia Fang is a lucky child.
The exams these days are not so strict. There is no admission ticket that requires you to register for the exam, and there are no extremely gorgeous exam papers. As long as you can apply a little bit of the test-taking skills of later generations here, it will be enough to help Jia Fang get into the state quickly.
The sun shines on the playground as Lin Siwei grinds on the cinder track under his feet. Even though it is far inferior to the plastic track of later generations, it is already the best track that Jia Fang can run on at the moment.
I am the same, I have reached a new starting point.