On the morning of the eleventh day of the first lunar month, Ling Ran came again to say goodbye. "Think about it, I'm going back."
"Wait a minute."
Zhou Xiang went upstairs and took down a large cloth bag. "Here are all dried fruits. Have a safe trip!"
Ling Ran took the heavy cloth bag, which weighed several dozen kilograms. "Thank you! I will work hard and will definitely beat the whole team."
He looked at her carefully for a long time before he raised his hand to rub her head. Then he stuffed a newspaper bag into her hand and said, "This is my housewarming gift."
After saying that, he turned and left. If he was admitted to the military academy this time, they wouldn't see each other for at least three years.
Zhou Xiang just thought he was a little weird, but didn't take it to heart, so he threw the newspaper bag into the space.
It was not until he met Dong Yunrong on the street on the 15th that Zhou Xiang learned that Ling Ran was going to apply to military academy this year.
Thinking of the farewell on the 11th, she suddenly felt a little sad. They probably hadn't seen each other for several years, right?
On the 16th, we all went back to the county town together, and of course we chartered a car.
There was not enough space in one car, so Zhou's father and Zhou Niao also wanted to go back to the county town with Dahuang and Xiaohuang.
After the two Little Flying Tigers left, the Zhou family yard suddenly became quiet. Mother Zhou felt a little empty. Fortunately, Guo Xuehua came to work and brought some popularity to the Zhou family yard.
Zhou Xiang and his friends got off the bus at No. 1 Middle School, and Zhou's father and Zhou Niao took Da Huang and Xiao Huang back to Chengbei East Lane.
Register, pick up the books, and go straight to class.
At the end of class, Ran Qiming informed everyone, "The tryouts will be held on the 26th and 27th. The rest of the students will have a day off on the 26th."
Students who did not participate in the competition were quite happy because they could have an extra half day off.
Zhou wanted to stop Xue Zhendong from going to Zhou's house for tutoring. "You've been very tense before. Relax for the next two days. From now on, change it to a full day on Sundays!"
Xue Zhendong and Wang Shaoming both nodded in agreement, saying there was still plenty of time in the whole day.
After school, she gave tutoring to her third brother. She wasted too much time on others. Her third brother was the most important.
Then, Zhou Niao and Zhou Hua drank tea that was different from usual.
Zhou Niao took a sip and said, "Sister, this water tastes good."
It was better than the water in the wine bottle that his sister often made for him to drink. It made his head feel extremely comfortable, a comfort that was hard to describe.
"Mm! It tastes good! Just drink more."
Zhou Xiang naturally knew that her elder brother's words hit the mark, because this was the dried fruit tea she had brewed by boiling the well water in the space.
Zhou Hua didn't say anything. His sister always did good things for everyone, especially the food and drinks she gave to her eldest brother, which were all good things.
Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he knew that his elder brother's intellectual growth was related to his younger sister, and his younger sister was becoming more and more mysterious.
On Sunday, the students who came for tutoring came. Next door, Gao Zhaolan, who had been happy for two days, looked gloomy again.
She even gloated that these people hadn't improved their grades and were unwilling to come! But then she eavesdropped and heard that the meeting had been rescheduled for Sunday, for some kind of competition.
I only heard these two pieces of news and didn't know the details because the man with the loud voice suddenly spoke in a low voice as if his throat was strangled.
During dinner, she asked her husband about it. Shi Bolin pondered for a moment before saying uncertainly, "Is it a national competition for junior high school students? Impossible, right? How could that girl be so dominant in the county and even make it to the city, province, and even the capital?"
Shi Minglei, who has always maintained his 'silence is golden' attitude, spoke up. "She won first place in the provincial elementary school competition in the fourth grade, with a perfect score."
Gao Zhaolan was first shocked by her husband's words, and then by her eldest son's words. Then, she changed the subject, "Minglei, how did you know?"
"You just need to find a student who is currently in the second or third year of junior high school and ask her name, and everyone will know it."
Only you and I were so stupid as to not know that we offended others early on.
Gao Zhaolan's tone became even more crooked. "Minglei, why are you asking about her? Are you in love with that unreasonable girl? I don't agree with her entering our Shi family."
Shi Minglei laughed at himself, "Haha, so what if I like her? So what if you don't agree with her marrying into the Shi family? How could a young college student like me? Would she be willing to have a mother-in-law like you? Would she be willing to marry into this Shi family that you treasure so dearly?"
"Minglei, what do you mean? Why does she look down on you? Why does she look down on our family? She's from the countryside..."
Shi Minglei threw down his chopsticks and said, "You're from the countryside too. You're not as educated as she is, and your family isn't as wealthy as hers."
After saying that, he went into his room.
Gao Zhaolan touched his chest and said, "Look, look, I haven't even entered the door yet! I'm already protecting them. If I really enter the door, will I still have a place to stand?"
Shi Bolin also put down his chopsticks and frowned, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful that she will be unhappy when she hears it, otherwise you will be in trouble again. Why would she be interested in our family? What do we have? We have no money and no house.
Even if Minglei likes her, does she like him? What are his strengths and advantages that would make her like him? You're ranting about something that has nothing to do with your life, aren't you afraid of being overheard and laughed at by others for thinking your son is a toad wanting to eat swan meat?
Stop talking nonsense to me. If you dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for sending you back to your village, you ignorant village woman! You are all troublesome."
Shi Mingxin and Shi Mingyan shrank their heads, not daring to say a word. Shi Mingxin's heart was like a thousand horses galloping. Big brother likes that violent girl? No wonder he's been so weird this past year!
Zhou wanted to stop the loud-mouthed Xue Zhendong, "Please stop yelling. I don't have the energy or time to guide other students."
Xue Zhendong nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know. I promise not to mention coming to make up lessons outside."
Since the tutoring time was changed to Sunday, Zhou's father was worried that he would collect too much living expenses.
Zhou wanted to tell him, "Dad, don't you know what's expensive? I'm lucky enough not to add their money. It burns my brain."
Zhou's father nodded repeatedly and said, yes, the time his daughter gave them tutoring had been increased.
Although only those who participated in the exams on the 26th and 27th were present, one could immediately feel the tense atmosphere as soon as they entered the school gate.
There are 60 students in each grade, divided into two classes for the exam, with only one student sitting at each double table.
The test questions were indeed quite difficult.
Ran Qiming was very excited because he and several other teachers were responsible for setting the test questions.
Ji Zhongcheng disagreed, but he pushed it back: "Quality is more important than quantity."
As a result, there were not many students who achieved an excellent score of 80 or above. Among the 180 students, only 60 scored above 80.
Ji Zhongcheng was not satisfied, not even half of it. Other schools tried to select as many students as possible, just in case a dark horse emerged!
Ran Qiming said, "Principal, those unqualified people will only increase the school's funding and my energy. I want to focus on Zhou Xiang and Ping Zhengping."
"Okay, okay, you decide!"
Ji Zhongcheng waved his hand helplessly. Among these 60 people, seven were from Class 1 of Grade 2. Ran Qiming naturally wanted to focus more on the students in Class 1.
He is the most suitable person to lead the team.
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