Chapter 2 Deskmate
Jiang Zhao is not from Xincheng.
Her hometown, Tong'an County, is a small county near Xincheng with a total population of no more than 50,000. It has only been lifted out of poverty in recent years.
Jiang Zhao's mother died before she could remember anything. Jiang Wei left her to the care of her grandmother Li Xiuying and went to the new city to work hard.
By the time Li Xiuying was in sixth grade, she had passed away. Jiang Wei, who had already achieved some success, took her to Xincheng and spent a large sum of money to enroll her in Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School.
Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School is the best school in Xincheng.
The high school department has won the provincial top spot in liberal arts or science for ten consecutive years, occupying nearly half of the admission quotas to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the province, and the admission rate to key universities is as high as 100%.
With the high school department's impressive admission rate, even though the tuition fees of Mingyuan No. 1 Primary School and junior high school have been rising again and again, parents in Xincheng are still scrambling to get their children to study in Mingyuan.
There are as many as thirty classes in each grade of the junior high school, divided into four groups: ABCD. Group A is the key group with only six classes, and the remaining groups have eight classes each.
During the class placement test, Jiang Zhao only scored slightly over 100 out of 300 in the three subjects of Chinese, math and English, so he was naturally placed in the ordinary class.
Many students in the regular classes were promoted from Mingyuan No. 1 Primary School.
They grew up in the new city, have wealthy families, are pampered, and have a variety of hobbies and specialties.
They have been on planes, traveled abroad, are familiar with various brands, and sit in Starbucks on holidays to discuss various issues.
Tong'an County has no Starbucks or brand stores. It is so small that it doesn't even have taxis or buses.
Therefore, Jiang Zhao's junior high school life was not happy.
Maybe she didn't understand the various brands they were discussing.
Maybe her responses were too dull when boys talked to her.
It may be that the head teacher praised her for doing radio gymnastics very seriously every time, and asked the classmates to learn from her "seriousness".
Maybe she didn't belong to Mingyuan in the first place.
In short, the boys gave her a nickname, the female dinosaur.
If anyone talks to her, others will mock her:
"What do you say to the dinosaur?"
"You're not falling in love with a female dinosaur, are you?"
After that, the boys in the class felt ashamed to talk to Jiang Zhao, and the girls were not very enthusiastic either.
No one threw textbooks or carved words on the table, no one blocked the toilet, poured water on her or made her kneel down, and no one slapped her or took off her clothes to take pictures.
It's just that no one talks to her, no one eats with her, and no one wants to team up with her.
Junior high school student Jiang Zhao didn't realize that isolation is also a form of school bullying.
She accidentally entered a world that did not belong to her and did not even know what she had done wrong.
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At the podium, Wang Guoxiong asked if anyone wanted to be class monitor.
In his previous life, it was at this time that Jiang Zhao realized that a top student was not someone who turned a deaf ear to the world outside and focused only on reading the books of sages.
They don't even need to read the books of the sages.
For example, Lin Chongyang, he came on stage with a somewhat funny natural curl, showing a harmless smile, and the first words he said were that he had taught himself the high school curriculum and could serve his classmates wholeheartedly.
Jiang Zhao knew that he was not lying. In her memory, Lin Chongyang hardly attended any classes throughout his first year of high school.
No matter what class he was in, he would always concentrate on studying competition questions. For this, he was called up and made to stand in the corner by teachers of various subjects countless times.
Jiang Zhao had no doubt that he didn't even know what the politics, history, and geography teachers looked like. But that didn't stop Lin Chongyang from consistently ranking among the top students in every exam.
Lin Chongyang made a good start, and the students who came up later were like gods fighting each other.
What about the first prize in the National New Concept Composition Competition, the gold medal in the Asia-Pacific competition, and the first prize in the National Youth Science and Technology Innovation Competition? Jiang Zhao, a freshman in high school, had never even heard of many of these awards, let alone participated in them.
At that time, she thought she had reached the top of the mountain by arriving at the key class of the high school department of Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School. But when the clouds dissipated, she looked up and found that the mountain reached the sky. She was just lucky and walked to the forefront of thousands of ordinary people at the foot of the mountain.
But she was still at the foot of the mountain and couldn't even find the way to the top.
As before, Wang Guoxiong appointed Lin Chongyang as the class monitor and Luo Yan as the study committee member.
He also specifically emphasized that he was the top scorer in this year's Xincheng high school entrance examination, with a full score of 580, and he was only two points away from the full score.
What Jiang Zhao didn't expect was that Wang Guoxiong called her: "Jiang Zhao, you will be the math class representative."
Jiang Zhao suddenly heard his name and subconsciously answered yes.
But this link did not exist at all in my previous life.
The class representative is actually responsible for collecting and distributing homework and papers. In his previous life, Wang Guoxiong randomly chose a classmate to be the math class representative, but it wasn't her.
She couldn't figure out what Wang Guoxiong was talking about.
However, if you think positively, she, this little butterfly, has already started flapping her wings just a few minutes after returning to the past.
Then comes the seating arrangements.
Wang Guoxiong called on his classmates to stand in the corridor and form teams, and then go in to choose.
A group of people rushed out of the classroom and began to search for their companions.
It’s the first day of freshman year, but more than half of the students in the class already know someone.
Most of the students who were able to be admitted to Class 1 of Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School were in Group A in junior high school. In addition, they had already known each other for a long time due to various summer camps and competitions held in the school.
Jiang Zhao was in Class D7 in junior high school. Among the entire D group, only a few students who were able to enter the key classes at Mingyuan headquarters could be counted on one hand.
She had average grades for most of her junior high school years, so naturally she wasn't eligible to attend the school summer camp. Plus, she missed the opportunity to introduce herself, so she didn't know any of her classmates.
However, adolescent boys and girls have a strong sense of self-esteem. In his previous life, Jiang Zhao was worried that his invitation would be rejected. He was even more afraid that others would be embarrassed to refuse him even though they were obviously unwilling.
So when the seats were assigned, Jiang Zhao was thinking that there were forty people in their class, and she just needed to hide aside and pretend that she was disdainful of actively looking for someone to sit at the same table with.
In the end, there will naturally be one unlucky guy left with her.
Now, Jiang Zhao, who had studied in the United States for many years, had already honed her skin to be thicker than a city wall. She spotted Luo Yan's position in the crowd at a glance.
She was about to go over when a girl stopped her: "Classmate, do you want to go together?"
The girl has a pointed chin and a pair of fox-like eyes under her bangs that look particularly lively. The school uniform has not been distributed today, so she wore a slightly small black top and shorts, revealing her long and straight legs.
Jiang Zhao remembered that it was the arts committee member of their class, Chen Bailing.
The first time Jiang Zhao and her interacted in their previous life was during the freshman basketball game. Chen Bailing wanted to organize a cheerleading team to perform and asked her if she was interested in joining.
Jiang Zhao admires Chen Bailing very much.
She can get along well with any student in every class, no matter whether she knows them or not. Once she opens her mouth, she can find countless topics to talk about, as if they have known each other for many years.
Jiang Zhao smiled politely: "Sorry, I have a deskmate."
Chen Bailing didn't care: "Okay, my name is Chen Bailing, then I'll find someone else."
Jiang Zhao nodded, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Chongyang standing in front of Luo Yan, talking to him.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw Luo Yan shaking his head, and then Lin Chongyang walked away.
Jiang Zhao stood there in a daze.
In the previous life, the unlucky guy left behind was naturally Luo Yan.
At that time, there were less than ten people left in the corridor. Luo Yan came over and said that no one was looking for him, and asked her if she wanted to be her deskmate.
At that time, she was still thinking that maybe the halo of the academic god was too dazzling, and it successfully blinded others and shone on her.
Luo Yan also noticed Jiang Zhao and walked towards her.
The sun is shining and the cicadas are chirping.
An entrance exam will be held in the first week of high school. When the class report cards are handed out, Luo Yan is the first one and she is the last one, with the remaining 38 students in between.
At that time, she realized that although she and Luo Yan were in the same class, they were not from the same world at all.
And now, the boy stood against the light, just like he did back then.
The noise recedes like the tide, and the world becomes quiet.
"Student Jiang," he said, "Do you want to be my deskmate?"
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