Chapter 90: His name is no longer there
In August, the lights in the senior high school teaching building came on again. After two months of silence, a new group of people came to the senior high school building.
It seemed that nothing had changed in the affiliated high school. Several students were standing in front of the school bulletin board. They tore off the old ranking list and posted the new ranking list.
In the final exam for senior high school, the first place is still Jin Siyang from Class 7, Grade 2.
And Cen Nian found his name at 48th place.
She looked at the first place, just like the day she first entered school.
After the students finished posting the posters, they started chatting.
"Hey, did you hear that Jin Siyang transferred to another school?"
"Huh? Where did he go?"
"He's not in Jiang City. He seems to have gone to the United States."
"I knew that academic masters like them usually aim to get into the Ivy League."
"He's almost admitted, but he transferred. That's strange. With his grades, he should have been admitted if he participated in the competition."
"Oh no, but the top spot has finally moved. I have a feeling the competition will be fierce this year. Those who used to be in second or third place will finally have a chance."
Cen Nian lowered her eyes, slowly walked back to the classroom, and sat down in that seat.
The table next to it was empty, with no one sitting next to it. The table and drawers were spotlessly clean, with nothing on them.
Jin Qi walked in with a few papers. The first thing he saw when he entered the classroom was the girl sitting in the seat and he smiled at her.
Along with the competition essay, Cen Nian also submitted his application for boarding school.
Now that they were in their third year of high school, there was a very tense atmosphere in the grade. Cen Nian could clearly feel the changes in everyone. Some people used to like to take a walk after dinner, but now everyone chose to finish their meal quickly and go back to the classroom to study.
There are fewer and fewer entertainment activities in Class 7, and everyone prefers to sit in class and study.
It's not just Class 7. When walking on campus, Cen Nian can always clearly tell who are the senior high school students.
Two weeks later, the results of Fang Hao's mathematics competition came out, and he was admitted to Huazhong University of Science and Technology with an excellent ranking.
There were students in the class who were recommended to Peking University and Renmin University, as well as students who were recommended to Jiangnan University. While Cen Nian was applauding them, he was also secretly competing with himself.
She had a new deskmate. One day, when they were changing seats, Song Ze came to Cen Nian with a pile of books and said, "I want to be your deskmate until Zhu Zhiyao comes back."
In the first monthly exam, Cen Nian regressed, falling from 48th to 51st.
Song Ze covered his report card. He officially entered the battle for the top 30. Looking at the sad girl next to him, he placed the test paper in front of her: "What's so interesting? Don't look at it. Since it's a foregone conclusion, all we can do is prepare for the next exam. Do you understand?"
"You're right." Cen Nian nodded in agreement.
Shen Zhifei stuffed a small apple into Cen Nian's pocket and handed another to Song Ze. "These are for you two. I'm really impressed by my mom. She watched a short video and saw people promoting apples saying that eating these apples can increase your IQ. She ordered three large sacks. Please help me share some. I'm about to throw up."
Cen Nian smiled and bit the apple: "It's quite sweet."
Ever since that failed exam, no matter how early Song Ze arrived in the classroom, Cen Nian would already be sitting there studying. On weekends, most of the class slept until eight or nine. When Song Ze arrived, he was still incredibly sleepy. He yawned, "What time did you come?"
Cen Nian held the pen and thought for a moment: "Six o'clock."
"Xiao Niannian, are you crazy? You finally have a day off. Besides, didn't you always love sleeping in?"
Cen Nian made up his mind: "It's my last year. I can't sleep in anymore, otherwise I won't be able to go to university."
Song Ze laughed to death: "Not really. Among the top 50 high schools in our affiliated high school and the top 10 985 universities, except for those two top universities, you can choose any other one."
Cen Nian didn't say anything, but there was a voice in his heart that kept saying, it's not enough, it's far from enough.
In the senior year midterm exam, Cen Nian rose from 51st to 37th place, ranking first in the grade in Chinese, while her English and liberal arts classmate Cheng Yiwen tied for first place in the grade with 149 points.
We didn’t have time to update the grade rankings after the last monthly exam. The midterm exam is a major exam, and the school has already printed the ranking list after the rankings came out.
Several people walked into the classroom, saying, "The midterm exam results are out! I just saw the student union members get the new forms."
Cen Nian, who had always been sitting in the classroom studying, suddenly put down her pen and stood up abruptly: "Song Ze, I'm going out for a moment."
Song Ze was confused: "Hey, where are you going so fast?"
Cen Nian ran with all her might, shouting in her heart, run faster, run faster.
She reached the bulletin board faster than the student union members. On the report card, Jin Siyang was still ranked first.
His transfer caused a stir in the school. Everyone was discussing where he had gone. Some were happy that he could get first place after his transfer, while others were sad that the legend of the affiliated high school he transferred to was gone.
His name was still on the bulletin board. Cen Nian stared at Jin Siyang, who ranked first, without blinking.
The student union members approached, set up a ladder, and said to Cen Nian with a smile, "Don't worry, senior sister, we will change it right away."
"Senior must have done well in the exam."
They carefully tore off the old report card, and the one with the first place Jin Siyang printed on it slowly fell down. The torn form was taken back by the Student Union. Cen Nian didn't want to know where it went, so he replaced it with a new one.
The first place in science is Tan Zhiling and Fang Hao.
Jin Siyang's name was no longer on the form.
Cen Nian returned to the classroom somewhat dejected and happened to run into Qin Zhouyan, who was holding two notebooks in his hands: "Hey, little Niannian, I was looking for you."
Cen Nian asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Your things are left with me." Qin Zhouyan stuffed two notebooks into her hands.
Cen Nian looked at it doubtfully for a long time: "This is not my notebook, you must have remembered it wrongly."
"That's right, it's yours." Qin Zhouyan said, scratching his head and left.
After the evening self-study get out of class, Cen Nian almost waited until the lights were turned off and there was no one in the classroom before opening the two notebooks.
Jin Siyang's handwriting is easy to recognize. He practiced calligraphy when he was a child, and his handwriting is elegant and graceful.
He summarized many questions, both mathematical and physical, without omitting any of the problem-solving steps. He also wrote down the formulas that would be used next to the questions, as well as additional problem-solving ideas.
She turned to the last page. The handwriting on this page was obviously messier than the previous ones. Cen Nian knew that this was because he wrote quickly. The last point was the square root of two, with a heavy dot next to it.
There is nothing else except the title.
Cen Nian's nose felt sore and her dry eyes instantly filled with tears. She could no longer control her tears and burst into tears. There was no one around her, only her crying.
Afraid that her tears would fall on her notebook, she covered her eyes and cried so hard that she could hardly breathe.
A tall boy was standing at the back door of the classroom. Qin Zhouyan leaned against the back door and sighed secretly. He typed a few words on his mobile phone: Alas, I have never seen Xiao Niannian cry so miserably. I always thought she was very strong. You know, she really works very hard.
The dialog box on the screen shows that the other party is typing.
I waited for a long time, but there was no reply.
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