Chapter 9595
The guard at No. 2 Middle School impatiently drove He Qiaosheng away: "Go, go, go, go, there is no such person!"
Seeing that you look like a young man in love, I won’t help you to scream even if I have one.
He had no doubt that there was no girl named Ma Dongmei in his school.
It is true that in this era, there are too many girls named Mei, such as Wang Mei, Xu Mei, Xue Mei, and La Mei. Even in English books, there is a girl named Wang Meimei. If you shout "XX Mei" on the street, maybe many girls will turn around.
He was afraid that the girls in their school would be led astray by this yellow-haired boy from No. 4 Middle School, so they didn't help him call for help.
The security guard refused to help, and He Qiaosheng had no choice but to look at the gate of No. 2 Middle School with a sad look, expecting a lilac-like girl to come out from inside, and walked away looking back every few steps.
This feeling of wanting to share his joy with his favorite author and to be the first to say congratulations to her, after not seeing that person for a long time, made him mistakenly believe that he liked her. He seemed to have tasted the feeling of longing, and also seemed to have tasted the bitterness of a broken heart. In this bitter, astringent, joyful and expectant mood, he picked up the pen, continued to write songs, and then composed the music for the songs, playing and playing them over and over again.
He was a day student, and he could only play the erhu at home. The tunes he played were sad and complaining, and his mother thought her son was crazy when she came home from get off work, staying up late at night and playing such a sad tune on the erhu.
Although No. 4 Middle School is an art-oriented school, the school does not allow students to dye their hair yellow. At this time, He Qiaosheng had been ordered by the school director to dye his hair back.
She pushed open her son's door, looked at him with amusement, and knocked on the door with her fingers bent: "Did you break up?"
He Qiaosheng's face flushed red, and he looked at his mother angrily: "No!"
"Who are you showing your resentful look to? Tell me quickly, so I can see which girl can deal with you?" While hanging her bag on the hook, He's mother washed her hands and watched the fun.
"Oh, didn't I tell you that?" He Qiaosheng put down the erhu in his hand and stood up: "Just a friend!"
While wiping her hands with a towel, He Ma asked with a smile, "I guess your friend is a girl, right?"
He Qiaosheng responded awkwardly.
He actually didn't understand what kind of feelings he had for Ning Meng. Before the security guard at No. 2 Middle School spoke, he was very sure that his feelings for Ning Meng were really just the same as a reader's love for the author of a book. It can be said that he liked the work more than he liked the author.
But after being teased by everyone, and after being worried about not being able to find Ning Meng for the past few days, he couldn't figure out what his mood was.
Could it be that he really has developed a crush on Ning Meng? He couldn't help but doubt himself.
Thinking of Ning Meng's delicate and fair face, he felt it was no surprise that he would fall in love with Ning Meng.
But for some reason, whenever he thought about falling in love with Ning Meng, he had a weird feeling and couldn't tell what was wrong.
He had no choice but to write down his doubts in the lyrics.
Jiang Ning didn't know that there was a person she met by chance, who became her half-crush because he was teased by others and couldn't find her.
She had never thought of having any contact with him again, otherwise she wouldn't have left even her real name.
She has entered the formal learning rhythm in No. 1 Middle School.
Just like last semester, after the results of the opening exam came out, she still ranked first in the class, and her score was still far ahead of the second place.
After seeing the results, the teachers were satisfied that Jiang Ning's grades did not drop due to the winter vacation. However, they were not satisfied with the drop in other students' grades. After a big rant in class, the teaching progress of No. 1 Middle School got back on track. Jiang Ning also returned to teaching in Class 3 during the day and going to the competition class in the administrative building at night.
Perhaps they thought that Jiang Ning would be a student in Class 1 or Class 2 sooner or later. After the new semester started, the students in the competition class no longer felt unfamiliar with Jiang Ning. They greeted her when they saw her, and some even asked her how she studied and how she made such rapid progress.
When others asked her questions, she never kept her secrets and shared her learning methods with them: "It is mainly about listening to the teachers in class and thoroughly understanding the knowledge points taught by the teachers. Basically, the content of our usual exams is all in the knowledge points taught by the teachers in class." There are very few things that deviate from the knowledge points taught in class.
As for the occasional detachment? Jiang Ning had learned it all in his previous life. Although he had forgotten most of it, his memory recovered little by little as he studied. The more he studied, the more he recovered. Sometimes, when he was doing practice questions, he couldn't help but use knowledge points that he hadn't even learned as a freshman in high school to solve the questions.
This is not obvious in physics and chemistry. After all, she studied liberal arts in her previous life and did not study physics and chemistry until her second year of high school. However, her progress in mathematics is particularly obvious, so obvious that even Mr. Ji Jianwei from the competition class cannot ignore it.
If the competition had not started in September in the second half of the year, he would have wanted to focus on training Jiang Ning this year and let Jiang Ning represent No. 1 Middle School to participate in the competition.
Now all we can do is wait.
He can also take advantage of the first half of this year and the summer vacation to teach Jiang Ning more competition knowledge, hoping that Jiang Ning can get good results in the second half of the year.
For this reason, Teacher Ji was full of energy and taught with greater enthusiasm. He put all his teaching energy into training Jiang Ning for the competition.
Song Peifeng from Wuzhong is also being focused on and trained by Wuzhong’s teachers in preparation for the competition in the second half of the year. This year, because Wuzhong has a talented student like Song Peifeng, Wuzhong is also looking forward to the results of this year’s competition.
What’s even more rare is that he handled both his academic performance in the class and his competition results with ease.
Jiang Ning didn't know what Teacher Ji was thinking, she just felt that Teacher Ji assigned her more and more homework, and kept a close eye on her during class at night.
She doesn't care too much about what others think and just focuses on doing everything she should do.
After her household registration was transferred to Shanghai, she began to observe Grandpa Jiang's condition.
Considering that Grandpa Jiang might not be able to adapt to the language barrier in Shanghai, Jiang Ning did not plan to transfer to a high school in Shanghai immediately, but chose to continue studying at Wucheng No. 1 Middle School. Not only Grandpa Jiang would face the language barrier problem, but Jiang Ning as well.
She never overestimated her IQ, nor did she think that having studied high school courses in her previous life, she could surpass her previous life's results in the college entrance examination, an important exam where thousands of people compete to pass the test, even though she might not speak the language, could not understand the teacher's lectures, or had difficulty listening.
She was also afraid that Grandpa Jiang would just adapt to life in Wucheng and start talking to his neighbors, and then suddenly be taken away from this familiar environment and have to adapt to the new environment again.
Jiang Ning plans to take it slow. Whether to let Grandpa Jiang go with Jiang Bo after he is admitted to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, or to let Grandpa Jiang go with herself, she has to consider Grandpa Jiang's adaptability to the new environment.
After all, she hopes to see a happy Grandpa Jiang, not a Grandpa Jiang who is surrounded by a strange environment and a strange language, with his grandchildren in school, and he is alone in an empty room with no one to talk to.
If that was the case, she would rather stay in Wucheng for another two years.
As soon as she made the decision, she immediately called the school in Shanghai and told them about her decision. The school in Shanghai also respected Jiang Ning's choice. After all, the language problem was a real problem. They said that they would send her tutorial books and test papers regularly every week so that she could adapt to the test format in Shanghai.
Anyway, Jiang Ning's household registration has been transferred there. In the next two years or so, she can transfer her student status whenever she wants.
Grandpa Jiang originally thought that after he transferred his household registration to Shanghai, he would move to Shanghai to live.
After he was happy that his grandchildren had bought houses in the big city and would settle down there and become city dwellers in the future, he returned to his shop in Wucheng, sat in a rocking chair, and looked in the direction of his hometown, becoming silent day by day.
He did not say that he was unwilling to go to Shanghai. On the contrary, he was very willing. He was very happy that his grandchildren became Shanghainese. He was also very happy that he could become a Shanghainese and wanted to live in Shanghai with his grandchildren.
But after the happiness, all that remains is silence.
He knew what he was about to face.
A strange city, strange people, a strange language.
When he speaks in Wucheng now, some people can still barely understand him, but when he arrives in Shanghai, really no one can understand him.
After going to Shanghai several times, he realized that he couldn't understand what people in Shanghai said.
He didn't mind. At least he could see people in Shanghai. During the years when he was a forest ranger in the mountains, he was alone all year round except for the old people and children who came to the mountains to herd cattle every now and then.
What is a person afraid of?
He had already planned to leave here and go to a strange new environment.
Unexpectedly, that didn’t happen. Both the grandson and granddaughter planned to continue studying at No. 1 Middle School.
The granddaughter said that she was afraid that if she went there now, she would not be able to speak the language and understand what the teacher said, which would affect her academic performance. After careful consideration, she decided to study in Wucheng and then transfer there when she takes the college entrance examination in the future.
Currently, only Jiang Bai’s academic record has been transferred, while Jiang Ning’s has not yet been transferred.
Jiang Ning clearly saw that after she made this decision, Grandpa Jiang's originally tense expression relaxed.
He was still lying on the recliner, looking in the direction of his hometown, holding a teapot that was said to be made of purple clay in his hand, shaking it and drinking tea slowly.
Spring is here, and it is soon the tea picking season again.
The second son and his wife were planning to go to Shenzhen to visit Jiang Song during the New Year holidays. They are probably already in Shenzhen now. The eldest son is probably taking a few grandchildren out to build houses for others. Only the eldest daughter-in-law and his wife are left at home. They don't know if they can pick all the tea leaves at home. As for his younger brother, no one knows how he is doing his job patrolling the mountains.
He still feels a sense of discomfort from time to time after leaving the job he has done for decades. He often wakes up in the middle of the night and thinks, "Oh, I should go patrol the mountains."
Then I suddenly woke up and realized, ah, I no longer need to patrol the mountains.
Then I sat on the bed, feeling empty inside, and it took me a long time to calm down.
This feeling of loss came with the dawn and the arrival of a new day. After opening the roller door of the shop, he happily pressed the switch of the recorder to start a new day.
On Friday, many students packed their bags and went home.
It has been warmed up for several days, and the TV station in Province Z has also been busy during prime time for several days. Many readers of "The Song Dynasty" or old viewers of "Judge Bao" stayed in front of the TV on Saturday, waiting for the release of the second season of "Judge Bao" on Province Z Satellite TV.
Tong Jingang also moved a second-hand old black-and-white TV that had been discarded from his home and placed it in Grandpa Jiang's shop.
This year, Changhong brought domestic brand color televisions to compete with Japanese TV brands in the market and suddenly lowered the price of color televisions. Tong Jingang's family also bought a new color TV for the New Year. This black and white TV was placed in his room, but he had evening self-study until 9:30 every night, and the workload was heavy in the third year of high school, so he hardly ever turned on the TV in his room. Seeing that no one watched it, he moved it to Grandpa Jiang's house.
"Grandpa Jiang, the Z Province TV station will be showing the second season of Justice Bao tonight. You can lie in bed and watch it if you have nothing to do."
Tong Jingang's family bought their first TV early. It had a very mini and old-fashioned appearance, and the screen was even smaller than Jiang Ning's 14-inch monitor. It was placed next to her monitor, facing the direction of Grandpa Jiang's bed, so that Grandpa Jiang could watch TV while lying on the bed.
Li Ang from Tianjin, Wang Yong and Editor-in-Chief Bao from Guangzhou, the editors-in-chief and editors of the publishing house, Editor-in-Chief Qian, Manager Qian, Yang Meirong and others from Nanshi and Shanghai, and Wu Gongan and others from the provincial capital, were all watching in front of the TV.
After seeing that "The Great Song" was actually being adapted into a TV series and was about to be released, Wu Gongan and others looked at the books in their hands, speechless.
After a long while, an old policeman said, "This...isn't this nonsense? How can this be made into a TV series?" If the murderer of the case written above saw this, wouldn't he be able to escape?
They all looked at each other, trying to see who had done this, who had written their case into a novel and then made it into a TV series. They also nervously watched in front of the TV, fearing that some murderer would see "Justice Bao" and associate it with the real case.
But after watching two episodes of the TV series, they completely relaxed.
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