On the day Sheng An Ning and Zhou Shixun left, Mo Mo and the others went to class, so there wasn't any overly sad farewell scene.
After getting on the train, Sheng Anning felt as if a large piece of her heart was empty: "I wonder if they will be sad when they go back home after school and can't see us?"
Zhou Shixun comforted her: "Don't worry, our child is stronger than we thought."
Sheng An Ning left with a heavy heart. The farther she was from Beijing, the more reluctant she felt.
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The three children also knew that their parents were leaving today, but they had to go to school and could not go to the train station to see them off.
In the morning, An An hugged Sheng An Ning again and again, and asked her mother to promise to come back to see them during the holidays, and then she followed her brothers to school reluctantly.
She was in a bad mood the whole way. No matter how Zhou Zhou teased her, she didn't laugh, and she didn't get angry even if he provoked her.
Zhou Zhou felt it was boring: "It's not like Mom and Dad won't be back. They will be back soon. And didn't Grandpa say that we can go to Mom and Dad's house to celebrate the New Year during the winter vacation? It's almost September now, and the winter vacation will start in January. Can you calculate how many days are left?"
An An really believed it, and after counting carefully, she felt better: "One hundred and thirty days."
Zhou Zhou spread his hands: "Isn't it? I said it would be quick. You have to be happy so that mom and dad won't worry."
An An felt better and started chasing Zhou Zhou and playing with him.
When they arrived at the classroom, An An sat down, only to find that there was a new classmate at the empty table next to him in the same row. He was a boy, wearing a white shirt and black pants, and he sat there straight.
The exposed side face is very white, the nose bridge is very high, and the eyelashes seem to be quite long.
An An took a look, then stretched his head to take another look, and was reminded by Mo Mo to sit down.
An An was quiet for less than two minutes, and she lingered over to Mo Mo: "Brother, the boy next to you is very handsome."
Her low voice was still heard by the boy next to her. He tilted his head and looked over, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and filled with indifference and arrogance.
An An was so scared that she quickly looked away and sat up straight.
Momo also looked back at the boy and calmly withdrew his gaze.
Teacher Meng came in and introduced the new student to everyone: "Everyone has noticed that there is a new student in the class today. His name is Wen Zheng. You can introduce him to each other after class."
Wen Zheng was called to stand up and looked at An An again. An An was puffing out his cheeks, covering them with one hand while stuffing egg cake into his mouth with the other hand, as if he didn't hear what the teacher said.
An An found that this new classmate was very cold. He kept to himself every day and didn't talk to his classmates.
Apart from her good looks, her personality is not cute at all.
An An quickly made new friends in the class, one named Chen Jiaojiao and the other named Su Meng.
In her spare time, she was busy hanging out with two female classmates. During class, Momo would stare at her and listen carefully. She really had no time to pay more attention to the taciturn boy in the class.
An An is young. Chen Jiaojiao and Su Meng are two years older than An An and know more. One day, they suddenly started discussing which boy in the class was good-looking.
Chen Jiaojiao asked An An: "Zhou Yian, who do you think is the best looking boy among us?"
An An didn't even think about it: "My brother, my two brothers are the best looking."
Chen Jiaojiao thought about it and nodded: "What else?"
An An thought hard again: "That Wen Zheng is also good-looking, but he has a bad temper and doesn't like to talk."
Su Meng was a little unconvinced: "That's called cool, your brother Zhou Lizheng doesn't like to talk either."
An An was not convinced: "That's different. My brother doesn't like to talk, but he is always gentle and polite to everyone. Wen Zheng, on the other hand, has a sour face every day, like an ice cube."
Chen Jiaojiao felt that An An was right: "That's right, he doesn't interact with his classmates every day and leaves after school every day. He looks very arrogant."
Su Meng still thinks Wen Zheng is better: "I like people like Wen Zheng, how cool is that?"
An An blinked her eyes. She felt that she still liked her two brothers because they could play with her.
The children's first year of junior high school passed quickly. During the winter vacation, Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun did not come back, and Momo and the others did not go either because Zhou Nanguang was sick.
Although the illness was not serious, it took more than half a month to recover, which delayed the trip.
Although An An missed his parents, he also understood that grandpa couldn't take them with him, so he was still happy to play with Tang Tang at home.
After the winter vacation, in the second semester, the children's grades gradually widened the gap.
Momo is always first and gets full marks in every subject, while the second is Wen Zheng, the very quiet boy.
Zhou Zhou's grades fluctuated, sometimes he was third and sometimes he was fifth, all depending on his mood during the exam. And among so many top students, An An's grades were a little difficult, but he managed to stay steadily in the top 20.
In the midterm exam, Momo still ranked first, Wen Zheng ranked second, and Zhou Zhou also ranked third this time. Only An An fell back a lot and ranked 30th.
An An held the test paper and frowned: "Ah, how could this happen? Brother, this history is so difficult."
Mo Mo glanced at An An's paper and sighed inwardly. An An failed the history exam again. She could never distinguish or remember those dynasties.
"Just go back and memorize it well, it's okay. History is all about memorization, you can catch up after some study."
An An tightly grasped the test paper, her face full of frustration: "I tried my best to memorize it, but I still can't remember it. Do you think I will not be able to pass the high school entrance exam in the future?"
Mo Mo pursed her lips. An An's worry was very likely true. Even if An An was admitted to high school, given the huge difference in their current grades, they might not be able to go to the same high school.
An An rubbed his face, the ink on the paper stained his hands, and then he rubbed his face again.
After school in the afternoon, An An found a notebook in his schoolbag. It was full of history notes, and the key knowledge was compiled into catchy rhymes.
An An flipped through it and was a little surprised: "Whose is this?"
Mo Mo took it, glanced at the deliberately ugly words on it, and without thinking, handed it to Wen Zheng beside him: "My sister, I can teach her myself."
An An's eyes widened, and she felt it was incredible: "Wen Zheng's?"
Then he quickly asked Momo in a low voice: "Brother, we are not familiar with Wen Zheng, why is he so eager to help me?"
Although the sentence was unfamiliar, it still floated into Wen Zheng's ears. His straight back stiffened and he silently put away the notebook.
Momo knew that An An had long forgotten this childhood friend she had always been close to, and even forgot there was such a person as Brother Feng Zheng, so she did not recognize Wen Zheng.
But he and Zhou Zhou both recognized him, but they tacitly agreed not to mention it because they didn't want their sister to get too close to this guy.
On the way back, An An was still curious: "It turns out that Wen Zheng is quite enthusiastic. He doesn't seem as cold as he appears."
Zhou Zhou snorted coldly: "You can't judge a person's heart by his appearance. Be careful not to get cheated and still give him money."
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