There will be a small test during the morning self-study every day, which is called a daily test. Starting from the morning every day, students have to enter an intense learning state.
"Okay, thank you." Zhang Yansheng smiled.
The boy hesitated for a moment and whispered, "My name is Zhang Zhiyuan."
I had no idea that the truth about the other person's name had been discovered. Zhang Yansheng remained calm and said, "What a coincidence, my last name is also Zhang, and my name is..."
"Zhang Yansheng, I know." The boy said, his ears slightly red.
This is a normal fifteen-year-old boy. Although he is immature, he is very cute. What kind of person is Xu Lichen, who thinks he is a master in the world of women at such a young age? Zhang Yansheng wants to roll his eyes when he thinks about it now.
Just watching Zhang Zhiyuan hurriedly return to his seat, she felt that the name seemed a little familiar. I thought about it, but couldn’t remember it for a moment. Forget it, it must be that the teacher called on him to answer a question in class, so it sounds familiar to me.
Zhang Yansheng didn't bother to think about it. She opened Zhang Zhiyuan's notes and prepared to fill in the content she had missed - she was not saying this nonsense on purpose to get rid of Xu Lichen, she did miss some content yesterday. I originally planned to go to school to borrow notes from classmates around me, but I ran into Zhang Zhiyuan at the school gate. As time was tight, I spoke to Zhang Zhiyuan.
But when Zhang Yansheng opened Zhang Zhiyuan's notes, he couldn't help but gasp.
She flipped through the pages and was sure that these were the most neat, beautiful and clean notes she had ever seen.
First of all, Zhang Yansheng was amazed by the beautiful calligraphy.
Zhang Yansheng's handwriting is also quite good. When her mother was alive, she made her practice very hard, and her handwriting was already quite stylish when she was in elementary school. With a good foundation, the two children's handwriting became more and more beautiful as they grew older.
Xu Lichen's handwriting is as bad as a dog's crawling.
In his previous life, Zhang Yansheng often laughed at him.
But Zhang Zhiyuan has more than just beautiful handwriting. His notes were so neat that they didn't look like those of a boy.
Not only did he remember it completely, with the serial numbers clearly organized, he also used different colored pens to distinguish the key points and marked notes to indicate places where mistakes are easy to make.
This looks... so pleasing to the eyes!
Zhang Yansheng suddenly closed his notebook and looked at the name on the cover - Zhang Zhiyuan.
She remembered! No wonder she found the name familiar out of a class of forty students!
Zhang Zhiyuan is the provincial top scorer in their class! He was admitted to the No. 2 university in the country in the college entrance examination!
Zhang Yansheng was later expelled from No. 1 Middle School, and Zhang Huan found a private school for her. She wanted to give up the college entrance examination, but she went anyway. She got a terrible score and spent money to attend a local fake university.
When the college entrance examination scores came out that year, her cousin Zhang Qi called her specifically to ask her how she did in the exam. Thinking about it now, it was full of malice. It was not like she didn't know how Zhang Yansheng got through his three years of high school. She is a student at K University, and the fact that she made this call on purpose was full of sarcasm.
But during this phone call, Zhang Qi said: "This year's provincial champion is from our city K, from your No. 1 Middle School. What's his name? Oh, Zhang Zhiyuan, that's a great score. I heard he's been admitted to Tsinghua University. You really shouldn't have left No. 1 Middle School, alas..."
Zhang Yansheng couldn't bear it any longer and hung up the phone.
Yes, it was she who skipped classes, it was she who played hooky, it was she who fought, and it was she who was expelled.
But she is not proud of it deep down. Every time she went to the small hall on the first floor, her eyes would unconsciously avoid the wall that was once covered with her award certificates.
When I was a child, I once boasted to my mother that I would get a 2 in the exam when I grew up. Later she realized that the path she was taking was going further and further in the wrong direction, but she was still on that path and was powerless to change her direction.
Fortunately, we have a chance to start over in life.
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