Chapter 20
When school started again, it was already the sixth day of the New Year.
Although the Chinese New Year holiday was only a short week, as high school students, we were already very satisfied. At least we had enough food and sleep well during these days, and we felt much more energetic.
"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
Everyone greeted each other, and everyone's face looked different after the holiday.
As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Fang Zhao saw a book on his desk with a folded piece of paper underneath.
When he opened the note, familiar handwriting appeared before him.
I don’t know when it started, but whenever a gift is needed, giving each other a book has become an unspoken tradition between two people.
It was a New Year's gift that An Huainan gave to himself.
On the night of New Year's Eve, the two of them snuggled by the river for a long time, until the people setting off fireworks left one after another and the river became quiet. Then the two of them came back. An Huainan sent Fang Zhao home and left alone.
Since then, the two had not met until the start of school.
I miss you so much.
After opening the book cover, I found it was a biography of Sanmao, which included most of her works.
Ten years ago, he had given her the same book. He said she was like Sanmao, always yearning for freedom and liking to live in the desolate Sahara. In the boundless barrenness, she could blossom her own flower.
But he didn't tell her that he was willing to be her Jose, wait for her for many, many years, and live with her wherever she wanted.
"Good news, good news."
Xiaoqian came out of the office holding a stack of English exercise books, with an uncontrollable smile on her face. She passed by Fang Zhao and shouted at her.
"What good news?"
Fang Zhao raised his head from the book and looked at Xiaoqian.
"I heard from the teacher in the office that you won a prize in the essay competition you participated in last time, and they are discussing your participation in the provincial finals."
"Xiaoqian, who won the award?"
Wang Fangzhou came over after hearing about this. She had also submitted a submission during the preliminary round and was still looking forward to the result of this competition.
"I didn't hear the details. I think the Chinese teacher will announce it in class later."
Xiaoqian said as she gave half of the homework book to Fang Zhao. Fang Zhao stood up resignedly and helped Xiaoqian to distribute the homework book. The group of people who had just gathered together to gossip had to disperse in disappointment.
Fang Zhao remembered this incident. The science class's entry into the competition was ultimately rejected by the school principal.
After all, there are still more than a hundred days left before the college entrance examination. Asking students from science classes to participate in an essay competition is simply a fantasy. In the words of the principal, it is a "waste of life."
Moreover, it is said that the number of winners in this competition will be slightly adjusted according to the school. Too many people from the same school participating in the competition will also increase the competition intensity for students in the liberal arts class of their school. No matter how you look at it, it is not a cost-effective deal.
But this time, Fang Zhao wanted to fight for himself.
It was said that this essay contest was jointly organized by the province and Shanhe University. Winning first prize would receive special treatment from Shanhe University. As long as one could pass the first-tier entrance exam, they could enter Shanhe University's Chinese Department. So last year, many students from the liberal arts class participated.
Fang Zhao wasn't looking to study Chinese at Shanhe University, but high school life had become too stressful after a long time. Instead of just attending classes every day, he decided it would be better to go out and broaden his horizons.
However, how could she persuade the principal?
During the Chinese class, the teacher announced this matter as expected.
After handing out the award certificates, the Chinese teacher clapped his hands and said, "First of all, congratulations to the award-winning students. Your writing skills have been recognized by the provincial government. However, as you all know, this is a critical period for preparing for the college entrance examination, and all actions are geared towards it. Therefore, the school committee has decided that students in the science class will not be considered for the subsequent first prize."
“Ah~~~”
The students who won awards in the class burst into disappointed noises.
"Our current college entrance examination policy is like this, and the majors that science students can choose are also limited. But when you go to college, if you are really interested, you can choose to minor in several majors at the same time, and the teacher will be happy for you."
Everyone understands the logic, but they are still a little disappointed and feel unhappy.
"Okay, let's get started now. Get out your review books."
Without giving everyone time to waste, the Chinese teacher started today's class.
Fang Zhao put the book An Huainan gave him under his textbook and started the class absentmindedly.
***
At noon, An Huainan brought Fang Zhao to a newly opened beef noodle restaurant next to the school.
Fang Zhao had heard from his classmates that the food was delicious, and he had mentioned it to An Huainan, wanting to try it. Unexpectedly, he sat in the restaurant looking absent-minded, constantly poking at the bowl of beef noodles with his chopsticks.
"What's wrong?" An Huainan couldn't help but ask, unable to bear it any longer.
"I wanted to go to the language training camp held by Shanhe University, but the principal vetoed it."
"Want to go relax?"
"Um."
Fang Zhao nodded desperately, "As expected, the one who knows me best is An Huainan."
"Although I can't get into the Chinese Department of Shanhe University, at least this will satisfy my curiosity. I really want to see how real liberal arts students study."
Fang Zhao attended a purely engineering university, with no liberal arts majors. Walking around campus, she was surrounded by engineering men and rarely encountered cute, soft girls. So, when she was in college, she yearned for the nearby Normal School, feeling that even the air on their campus was fragrant.
"Eat first."
An Huainan tapped Fang Zhao's head with chopsticks, opened a bottle of soda, inserted a straw, and pushed it next to her.
Fang Zhao took a sip, sighed, and resigned himself to eating the beef noodles in front of him.
What could she say to the principal? She could tell him that she knew her Gaokao score, which was definitely good, so she didn't need to review and let him go to the training camp.
The principal must have thought he was crazy.
After thinking about it, nothing worked. Fang Zhao looked at An Huainan across from him and sighed again.
Even if she told An Huainan that she had traveled through time ten years later because the immortal world was going to conduct an experiment and had chosen her, the main reason she had traveled through time was because she could earn 10,000 yuan a month.
An Huainan wouldn't believe it, right?
After barely finishing a bowl of beef noodles, Fang Zhao and An Huainan slowly walked back to class.
"Being with me every day like this won't affect your grades, right?"
On the way back to the classroom, Fang Zhao couldn't help but ask An Huainan.
"Don't you believe me?"
An Huainan lowered his head and asked back.
Maybe it was because his profile was too charming when he lowered his head, Fang Zhao was distracted for a moment. What should she do? Ever since they confirmed their relationship, she wanted to kiss him every day. What should she do?
No, no, no. Although I am already an older single woman, the An Huainan standing in front of me is a pure and innocent boy who just turned eighteen. I can't kiss him.
Fang Zhao turned his head away and calmed down.
"I believe you."
Seeing that half of her face was red, An Huainan couldn't help but curl his lips.
After the second class in the afternoon, Fang Zhao was called into the office and was told that the head teacher wanted to see her about something.
Fang Zhao's heart was in his throat and he ran over quickly.
The two things she fears most in her life are: one is the head teacher calling her, and the other is her boss calling her.
When the head teacher called her, it was usually because she hadn't handed in her homework, or because there was something going on at home. But when her boss called her, it was definitely not a good thing.
"Fang Zhao, come here."
As soon as she entered the office, Teacher Shen waved Fang Zhao over and pointed to the chair next to her, indicating her to sit down.
Did he mean to have a heart-to-heart talk with her? Fang Zhao was a little confused, but he still sat down obediently.
"Fang Zhao, with your current academic performance, getting into a first-tier university shouldn't be a problem. You know that, right?"
Fang Zhao nodded. She knew it, and she did perform exceptionally well in the end, exceeding the first-tier line by more than 30 points.
"You and An Huainan have a good relationship, and our teachers all know it. You are both good children."
Teacher Shen paused, sorted out the words in her mind, and thought about how to tell Fang Zhao so that she would not overreact and feel that the teachers did not value her.
"Huainan came to us at noon and said that he was under too much pressure from studying and wanted to go out and relax. Our teacher would definitely agree with this. After all, people are not machines and always need to rest."
Fang Zhao nodded, agreeing with what Teacher Shen said that people need to rest.
Teacher Shen tried hard to discern Fang Zhao's expression and continued.
"Your composition was excellent and won second prize in the provincial competition. Do you want to try for first prize?"
"Me?" Fang Zhao didn't expect the teacher to change the subject and turn to the competition.
"Can I?"
Teacher Shen thought Fang Zhao would refuse. After all, the college entrance examination was approaching and the training camp would take up at least a week. Unexpectedly, she was very interested.
"If you want to go, I can sign you and Huainan up, and you can just accompany Huainan to relax."
"An Huainan is going too?"
Fang Zhao was a little shocked, but then he figured it out. An Huainan probably said that she was under a lot of mental pressure and wanted Fang Zhao to accompany her to relax. The school made a choice between the two children and felt that An Huainan was more valuable for training, so they decided to "sacrifice" her to protect "An Huainan".
"It's okay for you two to go out and relax, but you're a girl, and you understand a lot more than I do. Don't do anything out of line, understand?"
If the class teacher's first words were out of protection for An Huainan, then the latter words were truly for his own consideration.
"Okay, teacher, I understand. Don't worry."
Teacher Shen nodded. He knew Fang Zhao and An Huainan's personalities, so when the principal told him about this matter, he agreed to help persuade Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao turned around, suppressed his happiness, and felt like he was about to float.
I walked out of the office quickly and just opened the door when I was met by someone.
"Oh, sorry."
The books in the man's arms fell to the ground with a clatter. Fang Zhao quickly apologized and squatted down to help pick up the scattered books.
"for you."
After tidying up, I stood up and looked up to find that the person coming was Li Yihong.
Li Yihong took the book, glanced at Fang Zhao with a very unhappy expression, and walked straight into the office.
Fang Zhao scratched her head. Although she had a conflict with Li Yihong ten years ago, she had the impression that the two of them didn't seem to be very familiar with each other at that time. Why did she feel that the other party had great malice towards her?
However, this incident could not stop Fang Zhao from being happy about being able to attend the summer camp.
She's going to summer camp, and she's going with An Huainan. Hehehe, no matter how I think about it, I'm happy.
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