Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Try harder
2013/9/23
"I'm going to try harder and harder."
——Xu Renren's Diary
Soon after the one-week military training ended, preparations for the monthly exam began in full swing. At 6:30 in the morning, the temperature in Chongqing City in September still hadn't dropped. The big yellow fan in the classroom was working hard above our heads with a "wheezing" sound, and a white edge appeared on the horizon.
Jiang Changjia recited the ancient poems he had just learned a few days ago with a numb look on his face. The experimental class progressed quickly and he had already learned most of the book.
"Wade across the river to pick lotus flowers, there are many fragrant grasses in the orchid marsh... Damn, I won't recite it anymore!" She covered her head with the Chinese textbook and began to wail.
How long has the semester started? She didn't study hard in the past few weeks, and now she can only rely on her old knowledge.
"Who told you to just read novels and watch TV series every day? Do you think Song Shiyang and I have such concerns?" Jiang Song behind him mocked mercilessly.
Xu Sui wrote down the easily confused words one by one in his draft book and memorized them repeatedly.
When he suddenly heard his name, Xu Sui's pen accidentally drew a heavy black line on the draft paper. Xu Sui paused and turned the paper over as if nothing had happened.
"You!" Jiang Changjia was furious. He wanted to retort but couldn't find the words. He could only hug Xu Sui's arm and pretend to cry: "I'm impressed. Do they think everyone is as self-disciplined and smart as them?"
Having said that, Xu Sui pursed his lips weakly and looked towards Jiang Changjia. The white short-sleeved school uniform of the No. 1 Middle School in the city looked good on him. The collar was black when folded down, but his skin was cold and pale, and the school uniform, which was not of good quality, looked like a high-end luxury brand on him.
Xu Sui suddenly thought of the black coat he had lent her more than two months ago.
There were many exams in the two weeks after the military training.
The results are not announced, and Xu Sui’s test results are not very ideal.
Perhaps it refers to the experimental class.
She accidentally glanced at Jiang Changjia and Jiang Song's test papers.
The scores in the three main subjects were never below 130.
Mathematics and English scores are often 140+.
This made Xu Sui really frustrated.
Because except for English, where she can be on par with them, her Chinese and math scores have always been around 120.
The monthly test results will be posted on the blackboard at the back of the classroom.
It’s really embarrassing to be ranked as the Queen Mother, Xu Sui thought.
I must work harder and harder in this exam.
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Song straightened up, grabbed Jiang Changjia's chair and shrugged, "You don't want to end up not even being able to pass the exam against Xie Zhuoyuan."
"You are really annoying, Jiang Song!" Jiang Changjia glanced at the Chinese teacher and reached out to rub Jiang Song's desk, messing up the things he placed on the desk.
"Brother Yang, can you lend me your book for reciting ancient poems?" Jiang Changjia let go of Xu Sui's hand and turned to look behind him.
Xu Sui also looked over. The young man's hand holding the pen had light blue veins running up along the wrist. Because of writing, the joints of his right hand were very prominent at this moment.
"Take it from the table." He didn't even look up.
Jiang Changjia only took follow-up action after hearing him speak, and then he noticed that Song Shiyang was not doing his Chinese homework.
"This guy is too blatant." Jiang Changjia didn't dare to say it in front of Song Shiyang, but only secretly played crickets with his well-behaved deskmate.
"Why did he start writing competition questions so early?" Jiang Changjia muttered, unable to help but click his tongue.
In fact, I started writing it even earlier, during the week of military training. Xu Sui looked at Jiang Changjia's puzzled eyes and added silently in his heart.
The sound of reading books accompanied by the rising sun broke the silence of the old city. After breakfast, the entire high school teaching building began to move tables with a "clang clang" sound.
"Oh my god, people upstairs, stop dragging the table on the floor!" The people in Class 1 were very angry because of the noise coming from the fourth floor. They ran to the corridor and stuck their heads out to shout upwards. Suddenly, the piercing "sizzling" sound that gave people goose bumps instantly stopped.
Xu Sui and Jiang Changjia were also tidying up their desks. Only forty desks were left in the classroom for this exam, and the remaining dozen seats needed to be moved out.
Zhao Jianhua counted and asked the last two groups to move their seats to the corridor outside. The seats were a bit heavy. Jiang Changjia and Xu Sui originally thought that they could move the yellow iron table with more than a dozen thick books on it by themselves.
"How about we two move one? Walk twice?" Xu Sui suggested.
"This is the only way..." Jiang Changjia nodded, put down his seat and walked towards Xu Sui.
"Are you starting to move?" Jiang Song came in from the back door and asked in surprise when he saw them packing up. Song Shiyang followed behind him, holding a bottle of green Sprite in his left hand that was still dripping with water, and also looked over at them following Jiang Song's gaze.
They looked like they had just finished a workout, with sweat on their foreheads and noses. Seeing how hard the two girls were walking, Song Shiyang stepped forward and asked, "Do you need help?"
He was very tall, with the neat outline typical of a young man, but not too thin. Xu Sui felt that he seemed much taller than before, because the oppressive feeling he gave her before was far less intense than it was now. At this moment, when he stood in front of her, her breathing became much lighter. She didn't dare to breathe deeply, and could only quietly raise her eyes to meet his light brown eyes.
"Okay, then you help Sui Sui lift it, and Jiang Song, help me." Jiang Changjia didn't notice Xu Sui's abnormality, and suddenly let go of his hand and walked to the side.
The table was originally two or three centimeters away from the ground, slightly suspended in the air, and now it was about to fall. Song Shiyang was quick to catch a corner of the table and maintain its balance.
Xu Sui steadied himself from falling forward and whispered, "Thank you."
"It's okay." Song Shiyang looked around and put the soda on Jiang Song's table.
"Let me do it." He said to Xu Sui.
"Oh, okay." Xu Sui understood what he meant and let go. He used a little force and easily lifted up the table that was full of things inside and out.
"Did you just go to play basketball?" Xu Sui heard Jiang Changjia ask as he followed Song Shiyang.
"No, I just warmed up with Xie Zhuoyuan and the others." Jiang Song walked over and stood in the middle of the table. He grabbed the side of the table with both hands and lifted it up.
"Thank you, student council member." She pinched the tip of her index finger with her thumb and looked up at Song Shiyang.
Many people were walking down the corridor, and students from the two classes next door also started to move at 7:30 in the morning.
Xu Sui spoke to Song Shiyang for the first time, and they had their first intersection, a very small intersection.
When he is young, he may not even remember that he helped a classmate at a certain time on a certain day of a certain year, at No. 8 Shapingba in the cold wind of the first month of the year, at the examination hall of the Nanfu Middle School when he was fourteen or fifteen, and at the No. 1 Municipal Middle School when he was fifteen or sixteen.
At the age of fourteen, fifteen or sixteen, Xu was confused and fragile.
It was never love at first sight, but the result of multiple contacts that made it impossible to resist.
Memories between us.
I have collected them all like treasures.
…
Song Shiyang was stunned when he heard the name suddenly. After a few seconds of surprise, he looked down at the girl in front of him who seemed a little embarrassed and flustered.
Song Shiyang's jawline was tense. He lowered his long eyelashes and considered his words before speaking: "Song Shiyang."
"You can call me Xu."
Xu Sui was stunned, his pupils trembling slightly as he looked at Song Shiyang in front of him.
"Just... do you have any questions?" He raised his eyebrows and asked when he saw Xu Sui's strange expression.
"without……"
"Then I'll go in." He pointed to the back door and said to Xu Sui.
Xu Sui nodded, watched his back disappear from his sight, tilted his head and silently said five words - "Hello, Song Shiyang."
**
The pace of the city's first exam is very fast. There is only one and a half days for nine exams. On the first day, there is Chinese in the morning, mathematics and physics in the afternoon, and politics, history and geography in the evening. School ends at 10:30 after that.
The next morning I took the English and biology exams, and in the afternoon I took some time to take the chemistry exam. Countless white papers mixed with black ink poured into the printing room for the answer sheets to be scanned.
After the exam, Xu Sui let out a long sigh, feeling that what Xu Zhiyao said at noon was absolutely right—"This is a shitty school that's not human."
Really, really, treat them like slaves.
Black slaves also have to pay fees.
She walked with heavy legs from the third floor of West Building 1 to West Building 2.
As soon as she entered the back door, she ran into her roommate, Chen Yue, who asked her how many points she got in the exam at the beginning of the school year.
Although Xu Sui doesn't like to talk much or get along with others, there is naturally a lot of communication among the roommates.
As soon as she saw Xu Sui come in, she asked, "How do you feel, English class representative?"
"It's okay." Xu Sui said these two words casually and wanted to fetch some water and go back to his seat to rest. He wanted to lie on the table like a dead fish, the kind that was completely dead.
This kind of high-intensity exam is purely to kill brain cells. You can take the exam, but don't squeeze in and finish it all at once.
The next test was about to start in ten minutes, but the women's restroom was so crowded that I couldn't even use it.
Xu Sui felt that he would be useless.
"How much is okay? Don't be so vague..." She looked at Xu Sui with dissatisfaction.
Xu Sui didn't want to get entangled with her, so he walked around her and prepared to get some water. Before he had gone far, he heard Chen Yue talking to her deskmate, who was also Xu Sui's other roommate.
"Some people think they're so great just because they're a class representative... They don't even respond to anything you say..."
Xu Sui paused, without looking back, and walked away with a smile on his face.
I just find it outrageous. Is there any necessary connection between these two things? Jealousy is jealousy, and it's even justified.
When Xu Sui returned, Jiang Changjia just came back. They were in different examination rooms, and all the students were divided into different classrooms in shuffled order.
"Let's wait until Song Shiyang and Jiang Song come back before moving the table." She lay on the table and hummed: "Sui Sui, I heard that Lao Zhao wants to divide the team into groups."
Xu Sui paused as he covered the lid, then turned to look at Jiang Changjia and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Let's study in small groups. Essentially, what's required is that the top students lead the bottom students in their studies. While we won't have much impact on learning, we'll be very helpful in allocating seats..."
"Does Lao Zhao divide the seats by groups?"
"It's very likely." Jiang Changjia said confidently.
"What is the basis for distribution?" Xu Sui asked after thinking for a while.
"This month's test scores."
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