Chapter 3 Chapter 3 A slight tremor in the chest
The entire Chinese test paper was of moderate difficulty, and Xu Sui wrote it all the way through without any lag, very smoothly.
Xu Sui just stopped writing when the black radio hanging on the wall at the front door reminded him that there were ten minutes left before the exam.
She arranged the draft paper, test paper and answer sheet in order and then carefully checked the multiple-choice questions.
Especially for the non-continuous text reading, if she compared the options of the multiple-choice questions with the information points she had marked on the test paper earlier, there was a high probability that there was no problem.
Xu Sui lowered his eyebrows and looked at his paper. With a glance, he saw the corner of the boy's sleeve exposed behind him to his left.
The black hand looks very nice, and the sharp contrast between white and black impacts Xu Sui's vision.
Xu Sui blinked gently, and a bold idea suddenly emerged in his mind.
Could the guy behind her be the one who just bumped into her desk?
The exam was not over yet, and Xu Sui didn't dare to look back, for fear of being mistakenly accused of cheating.
Looking up at the round clock in the center of the blackboard, Xu Sui saw that there were still three minutes left before the Chinese language test ended. She suddenly remembered Xu Zhiyao's instructions to her.
I want Penguin.
But, where is that person named Song Shiyang?
Xu Sui couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. She shouldn't have been distracted during the security check just now. She should have stared at the door. She raised her eyelids and secretly looked at the backs of the people sitting in front of her.
At first glance, he didn't see any person with outstanding temperament from behind. Xu Sui felt troubled. He could only think about it after the next exam. At least he had to find where the person was sitting. Otherwise, when he left in order, there would be so many people and he would be gone in a while.
In fact, Xu Sui had never asked others for a Penguin account. It was always others who asked her for it. For a moment, she was a little timid.
As her emotions fluctuated, Xu Sui felt a dull pain in her stomach again. She didn't think about anything else and suspected that it was caused by the cold wind from riding a bike in the morning.
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"Ding Dong~ This exam is over, please stop answering..." The formulaic female voice reached their ears through the radio. A large yellow ceiling fan was whirring above their heads, dissipating the heat and burning brains.
Song Shiyang lowered his head and threw the black carbon pen distributed by the examination institute into his pencil case, then stood up according to the examiner's instructions. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the slightly blue color under his eyes. Chongqing has entered summer in the past few days, and the temperature has changed greatly. He played basketball and got caught in the rain a few days ago, and he actually developed a high fever last night.
This really made the two elderly people in the family very tired, and they didn't fall asleep until after two in the morning.
Not long after he walked out with the crowd, someone patted him on the back and asked, "Brother Yang, how do you feel? Are you stable?" His best friend Xie Zhuoyuan suddenly rushed over, hooked his right hand on Song Shiyang's neck and pushed him down.
"Tsk, let go." Song Shiyang used a little force to pull his hand off and gave him an unhappy look. His lips were very pale, and he looked a little listless compared to usual.
But Xie Zhuoyuan didn't think about being sick. When he saw Song Shiyang's expression, he was suddenly shocked: "No way? You failed the test this time? Impossible, I didn't find it difficult, it's terrible." He paced back and forth with a pale face. When people who are better than you feel the difficulty but you are unaware of it, it proves that you did very badly on the test.
This means the test is very tricky and complicated, but you are simple-minded and didn’t notice it, so you should just treat it as a regular question.
Song Shiyang lifted his eyelids to look at him, and was about to say a few words to ease his anxiety when his eyes accidentally glanced at him and saw something, and his steps paused noticeably. Xie Zhuoyuan bumped into his back, and kept saying, "No, no, I'm going to ask them later. Although you are powerful, they are also powerful. I can't trust you alone."
Xie Zhuoyuan wanted to move forward, but Song Shiyang, who was almost 180cm tall, blocked his way and made it impossible for him to move forward. He couldn't help but urge him: "Go ahead, Brother Yang, there are many people behind you, why are you blocking the way?"
Then he looked ahead to see what was happening, then quickly closed his eyes and retreated behind Song Shiyang. "Oh my god, who's going to cover her up? There's so much blood."
At this moment, they had not walked out for long, and the long corridor had not yet been completed. The low-quality tiles with complex and mixed colors were laid on the ground to cover up the dirt, and the girl was standing two meters away from them.
Song Shiyang pursed his lips into a very cold line, feeling that Xie Zhuoyuan's shouting was very annoying. Since childhood, Song Shiyang had grown up to be a very upright person under the education of Ms. Zhao. He felt that this was not something worth people exclaiming or discussing. The girl was walking in front, probably just focused on walking, so she didn't know that she had inadvertently become the topic of conversation among others.
"Brother Yang, why are you taking off your clothes?" Xie Zhuoyuan saw Song Shiyang take off the new black jacket from LP.
"Talk less." Song Shiyang said this coldly and strode straight towards the girl.
A huge question mark appeared in Xie Zhuoyuan's head. No, when did Song Shiyang become so kind? Aren't people usually very frugal with words and want to keep a ten-meter distance from the opposite sex? He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the girl's back. She was thin and small, and didn't look very good.
Xu Sui stared at the cement road and walked slowly, reviewing the knowledge points and details that would be used in the afternoon math test in his mind.
Suddenly, she heard someone calling "classmate." The voice was quite nice. Xu Sui thought it was good enough to be a voice actor, but she felt like she had heard it somewhere before.
She turned around.
When I saw the boy who had taken a very good photo with his admission ticket, I suddenly understood where the sense of familiarity I felt when I first met him came from.
It turns out his name is Song Shiyang.
She had seen him.
Xu Sui was stunned looking at the black coat he handed over. Oh, it’s my desk mate.
He seemed to be contemplating his words. After a second or two, he spoke, his voice tinged with bitterness, like the sound of the yellow poplar trees dropping leaves in Nanfu every year, but very soft and hoarse. "Are you feeling a little cold?"
"You can wear a coat." His voice was soothing, a little hoarse but it did not cover up his natural good voice. The boy's posture was as straight as pine and cypress, and his white T-shirt was stretched by his bones. His back was thin and outstanding, and he seemed to be on a completely different level from the people around him.
Xu Sui thought this was very strange at first. It was very abrupt and inexplicable that someone he had only met once suddenly handed him a black coat.
Xu Sui seemed to suddenly realize something from his words. He tugged at the corner of his left clothes with his right hand and looked down. His shoulders lowered and he felt relieved.
A bloodstain as big as an orange was arrogantly and eye-catchingly printed on the white clothes she had specially chosen. She was wearing black pants, and the mark was the result of the bloodstain transferring from the black pants.
His hand couldn't help but move up to pinch the few soft pieces of flesh on his face. Annoyance, shyness, embarrassment and other emotions all surged up and stimulated his nerve center. His small and round earlobe gradually turned a light red, and at the same time he felt relieved.
Fortunately, I discovered it here and not many people saw it. Otherwise, I would have to walk such a long way to the lounge and would have been talked about behind my back.
Many people walked by one after another. She turned her back to the white tile wall next to her, puffed out her cheeks and raised her eyes slightly. The boy had already walked away. Xu Sui could vaguely see his back. There were three or four boys following him. They walked side by side, pushing and playing, but the white figure in the middle just walked with his head down, looking cold and out of the matter, only occasionally glancing at the people beside him and kicking them.
He seemed genuinely enthusiastic, this being the second time he had helped her.
Somehow, what Zhou Shi said this morning echoed in Xu Sui's ears. She took a long time to slowly put on the cold clothes. The clothes did not fit Xu Sui well. They were much too big and felt loose on her body, but they were indeed very long, accurately covering all the bloodstains. There was no sweat smell that boys usually have, only a faint but cold scent.
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The high school entrance exam in Chongqing was completed in three days. Before the exam, everyone was discussing getting a Penguin account, but it was all a joke and no one mentioned it again afterwards.
After returning home that day, Xu Sui washed his black coat and hung it on the windowsill of his room, wondering how he could return the coat.
She didn't dare to ask for the Penguin account anymore.
She hardly even dared to look at him.
Once after taking a physics exam, Xu Sui accidentally met Song Shiyang's eyes. He obviously didn't remember her. His eyes fell on her vaguely and then looked away indifferently, but they had clearly met twice.
After the last exam, Xu Sui still didn't say thank you for the clothes. Firstly, he walked really fast and there were always "flower protectors" around him. Secondly, Xu Sui was timid and didn't dare to step forward and talk to him.
She only remembered that it was an afternoon. The setting sun outside the window dyed the sky a bright orange and yellow. A few rays of sunlight penetrated through the neatly arranged teaching buildings, hit the transparent windows and fell on them.
Many people looked sideways.
Xu Sui couldn't help but look back. The boy had a thin back and stood in the light and shadow. His entire facial features were unclear. The interweaving light and shadow divided him, making him look mysterious and gorgeous.
He was very perceptive and suddenly looked up, startling Xu Sui so much that he quickly turned back to look at the eight big words written in white chalk on the blackboard - "Calm and collected, meticulous and conscientious."
At dusk, she heard a slight vibration in her chest.
Xu Zhiyao knew that Xu Sui didn't get the Penguin account, but he didn't say anything. He was just a little regretful. This was the closest he had ever been to his idol. Xu Zhiyao said to Xu Sui: "What should I do if I want to go to the main campus of Nanjing University?"
Xu Sui was tidying up his desk when he heard this and asked, "Are you not going to take the entrance exam for No. 1 Middle School?"
"The main campus of Nanfu Middle School is about the same level as the No. 1 Middle School in the city, but Song Shiyang is definitely there. Moreover, the management of the main campus of Nanfu Middle School is quite loose, and students don't even have to wear school uniforms." Xu Zhiyao listed the advantages of the main campus of Nanfu Middle School to Xu Sui one by one.
But Xu Sui didn't really listen to what she said later. After a long while, when Xu Zhiyao finished speaking, Xu Sui whispered, "How do you know Song Shiyang won't go to the No. 1 Middle School in the city?"
"They are all from Nanjing Affiliated School, so they must have gone directly to the main campus for high school. All of them do this, and the education model is more familiar to them." Xu Zhiyao saw Xu Sui moving boxes and walked over to lend a hand.
This was the first time Xu Sui heard this statement. The main campus of Nanfu is Nankai Middle School, an affiliated high school of a 985 university in Chongqing. The teaching quality is comparable to that of the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Every year in the college entrance examination, the two universities will stage a battle of the gods to see which one has the most students with blocked scores in the college entrance examination.
This is their last time to return to the junior high school campus. After collecting all the books, they will leave Yu'nan and will hardly set foot there again.
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