Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Their Pride
Xu Sui picked out a few pieces of ribs that looked good, took them home, washed them, and put them into a pressure cooker with fresh corn to stew. After setting the timer and placing it on the side of the desk, he took out a few new books he had bought today from the bag. The bag looked quite high-end and had an English logo printed on it.
When Xu Sui felt uncomfortable, she thought of the scene in the morning. It was so lively with a group of people chattering, which made her feel a little envious from the bottom of her heart. He had so many friends.
After thinking for a few seconds, Xu Sui took out a high school math tutorial book and exercises from the bookshelf.
Xu Sui knew that she didn't have any special talents, and that was the case in all aspects. Perhaps it was just a matter of adding more than one positive. She didn't comment on her father's character, but in some ways, his achievements were indeed beyond the reach of many people.
But hard work can make up for lack of talent, right?
Hard work is her way out.
Although her efforts sometimes fail, if she doesn't work harder, she will really have nothing.
Not knowing what he was thinking about, Xu Sui pursed his lips tightly. From upstairs came the rustling sound of footsteps, some dust fell from the ceiling, and the faint voice of a girl was heard.
She didn't want to be the topic of conversation. She didn't want to.
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In early July, along with the announcement of the college entrance examination scores, the results of the high school entrance examination also came out. Xu Sui felt a little nervous on the day of checking the results. In fact, she could roughly guess the result. Unless there was a surprise, her score would not be higher than Shu Siyun's.
That morning, she sat in the living room holding her grandmother's flip phone, pressing the black numbers on the white bumps one by one to enter her candidate number, and the next second the results popped up.
She scored 790 out of a total of 920.
Grandma came over wearing her glasses, smiled, squeezed her hand and said, "Renren is great."
Grandpa was sitting on the sofa not far away, his eyes probably not on the newspaper. It looked like he wanted to ask something, but because of his personality, he just sat there without moving.
There is a high probability that the score line for the important high school is passed, but the ranking is unknown.
The score was actually a few points higher than Xu Sui had expected, and she looked a little happy. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a flurry of footsteps, followed by Shu Siyun's joyful shout: "Grandpa and Grandma, my score has been blocked! I'm in the top 50 in the city."
Xu's aunt followed behind and called out: "My little ancestor, go down the stairs slowly, don't fall, oh, isn't this expected? You're so happy." There was a hint of pride in her tone.
Xu Sui saw his grandfather, who had been sitting as steady as a mountain, suddenly stand up. The morning newspaper he had been holding so long was thrown on the yellow leather sofa like a floating fallen leaf.
"How much is the city price?" the old man asked, adjusting his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"It's not much, about the same as the usual mock exams. It's really amazing that you're so happy." But the corners of his eyebrows and mouth were raised. His aunt was standing at the door changing shoes. Their family lived upstairs and they often visited each other.
"Your grandpa is ignorant." Grandma glared at Grandpa's back and squeezed Xu Sui's hand. Xu Sui was slightly stunned, shook his head and whispered: "It's really amazing."
She couldn't even imagine having her scores blocked.
That would be at least eight hundred and sixty or more.
"Hey, how many points did Renren get in the exam?" My aunt came over after changing her shoes and asked casually.
Xu Sui called out politely and replied, "790."
My aunt seemed shocked. She looked at her for a moment and said, "That's right. No wonder your mother trusts you."
Xu Sui's fingertips quietly sank into his palms, and he replied with a smile: "No way."
Grandma slowly got up to pour water for them, and my aunt hurried over to help.
"Our Renren has always been very well behaved. If he works harder in high school, he might even be able to get into a top 985 university."
"Mom, you also know about 985?" My aunt teased with a smile.
"How could I not know that your father nags me every day?" grandma complained.
"Grandpa, Renren and I will definitely come back with two 985 offers to show you. Just wait, little old man!" Shu Siyun grabbed a handful of melon seeds and cracked them, crossing her legs and looking casual and cheerful.
This made grandpa laugh out loud, while Xu Sui sat on the side and smiled reluctantly.
985? It seems to be a bit difficult for her at the moment, especially the math. The high school questions are much harder than the junior high school questions. She only scored over 90 points on the junior high school math questions. Can anyone help her?
"Enough of that. I'm going to ask Old Zhao how his grandson did in the exam. Maybe I can make a comeback today." As he said that, the old man slowly stood up and walked to a pear wood tea table not far away. There was an old landline phone on it. He pressed twice and dialed a number.
"Who? Who is Lao Zhao?" Shu Siyun threw the melon seed shells into the trash can and turned to ask Xu Sui. Xu Sui blinked and said that he didn't know either. What Lao Zhao's family? There seemed to be no neighbors with the surname Zhao nearby.
"Your grandpa met a chess friend a few months ago. They met while playing Go in the community. He always likes to go to other people's homes." Grandma cut the watermelon and brought it over, explaining to them.
After hearing this, Xu Sui had some impression. She transferred to Chongqing in the second semester of her third year of junior high school. Her grandfather was indeed often not at home in the months before the high school entrance examination. When asked, she said he went to play Go.
"Keep your voices down." The phone was connected and a cheerful voice came from the other end. It was a bit noisy over there, as if there were a lot of people.
"Our city's first..." "Southern Affiliated Headquarters..."
"Eighth Middle School is better..." There were both male and female voices, but the sound was not clear when it came to this end due to the current. Xu Sui couldn't hear it clearly, but he vaguely felt that it didn't seem like he was at home. How could so many school names appear at the same time? Xu Sui frowned.
"What's the matter, Lao Zhou?"
"How many points did your top scholar get in the exam this time? My granddaughter got 30th in the city." Grandpa waited for a reply from the other end with a smug look on his face. Xu Sui could see that he wanted to show off.
At this moment, children’s grades are their capital.
Whoever has higher grades will have more capital and will be more confident when speaking to peers.
Grades, money, grades.
The former is your own, and the latter is your child's.
The Chinese compare their lives.
"Oh, Old Zhou, you are really good at talking. How do you know my grandson is the city's top scorer?" The old man over there seemed to be just saying it unintentionally, but it sounded different to them at this moment. Xu Sui saw that Shu Siyun's originally smug and proud face froze in an instant, and she stared at the red landline microphone in her grandfather's hand in disbelief.
Something.
Suddenly, a city champion appeared. When did Old Man Zhou know such an amazing person? Shu Siyun was a little unconvinced and thought that the person opposite was lying.
Xu Sui glanced at Shu Siyun and then turned to look at his grandfather. The old man's face was a little stiff at the moment, but he didn't look surprised. It seemed that he knew the level of the opponent.
My aunt's good mood suddenly turned a little gloomy after hearing that. She sighed and went to help grandpa hang up. The person on the other end kept saying "Hello" for a long time but didn't hear a reply. Thinking the phone was broken, she called out, "Yangyang, come here."
"What's wrong, Grandpa?" A young male voice came from the other end, like lemon sparkling water, clear and unrestrained.
"Beep..." The phone was hung up, and Xu Sui slowly came back to his senses, wondering if he had heard it wrong. Why did that voice sound so much like Song Shiyang?
"Swindler, the guy over there must be a liar." Shu Siyun said in a low voice with a pout.
My aunt didn't respond to Shu Siyun's words. She just frowned and looked at my grandfather and said, "Dad, when will you change your competitive nature? Look..."
Xu Sui saw that his grandfather's face was a little blue. It was probably not because of the phone call that he was angry, but most likely because of what his aunt said.
"Really, the first place in this class is Song from our Nanfu..." Shu Siyun was interrupted by her grandfather halfway through her words. The old man frowned and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together. His tone was a little cold, and his eyes were cloudy.
"You and your sister didn't let me win the competition, so what's wrong with me showing off my granddaughter to others this time?" After saying that, he walked into his bedroom angrily with his hands behind his back.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
Everyone has their own embarrassment.
Grandma's embarrassment was that none of her daughters had a smooth and happy life; my aunt's embarrassment was that she lived a mediocre life and had to rely on her parents' connections to barely make a living at work; Shu Siyun's embarrassment was that she had not earned enough face for the old lady and had lost face.
And what about Xu Sui?
Xu Sui was wondering why he also lowered his head, and his heart was filled with intense pain.
Because her mother's failure was caused by her father, and she has her father's blood. Because she is not good enough and cannot compare to Shu Siyun, she is not even qualified to be chosen by her grandfather.
It's really a sad thing.
At that time, Xu Sui would never have known how capable he would become later on.
Peking University and Tsinghua University will come to snatch her away, and her dream school will be within her reach.
She will also be their pride.
**
Song Shiyang stood in front of Mr. Zhao and looked at the new smartphone he had bought for him. He said calmly, "It's not broken."
"Then why was there no sound just now?" Old Master Zhao looked up at his tall and handsome grandson and asked.
Song Shiyang flipped through the call log, raised his eyelids and asked him: "Is it Grandpa Zhou's number?"
"Yeah, that's right. Old Man Zhou said his granddaughter ranked in the top 30 in the city on the exam. He asked what your score was."
When Mr. Zhao was young, he was a professor at a well-known domestic university. Even after retiring for several years, he still has the temperament of an old scholar. Just sitting there gives people a deep sense of oppression.
But Song Shiyang, who had grown up under his wing, didn't buy it. He sat down next to him and asked, "Did you say that?"
"Well, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, maybe they have run out of phone credit." Song Shiyang found a seemingly reasonable reason to fool him.
Mr. Zhao asked, half doubtingly, "Really?"
Song Shiyang didn't answer. He stood up and walked towards the teachers who were circling around his grandmother not far away. He greeted them politely and said, "Thank you for coming from afar. Please give me a few days to think about it. I will give you an answer after discussing it with my family. Thank you for your hard work."
Several people present were special-grade teachers from major high schools in Chongqing. As soon as the results came out this morning, they couldn't wait to rush to the door to recruit students, disturbing the peace of the two elderly people.
Song Shiyang felt that he should have filled in Song Shiya's bookstore when he filled in his home address.
The teachers carrying briefcases hesitated to speak, but finally compromised and said nothing. They shook hands with Song Shiyang and said goodbye one by one. The last teacher squeezed his shoulder and said, "It is our honor to have a student like you at Nanjing Affiliated Hospital. We hope to see you again at the main campus."
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