Chapter 16: Not as good as me
When Jiang Zhao arrived at school, he first went to the book store and bought a few books on competition questions.
After dinner, it was still early and the school's back gate was not open yet, so Jiang Zhao went through the main gate.
There was a group of visiting elementary school students taking photos in front of the main building. It looked like they were just there for a visit, so she didn't go downstairs to the main building, but took a small path on the side.
When I turned the corner, I saw a boy standing by the wall of the Academic Affairs Building and talking on the phone.
The school has a rule that mobile phones are not allowed in the teaching building, but Mingyuan is not so perverted as to conduct body searches, so many people still bring their phones.
As long as you don’t get caught by the Dean of Academic Affairs, it’s not a big deal.
But you are very brave, young man, to make a phone call openly downstairs in the Academic Affairs Building.
The boy leaned against the Academic Affairs Building, one hand clenched into a fist, looking a little agitated, as if arguing with the person on the other end of the phone: "I said I'm not going, and you guys don't care anyway!"
Realizing someone was coming, he glanced at Jiang Zhao, shut up, and quickly turned away.
Jiang Zhao held the book, not knowing whether to leave or not.
The moment the boy turned around, Jiang Zhao recognized him as Xiang Xingzhi, who was sitting in front of her.
She remembered that he seemed to have yelled at the class before the holiday.
Jiang Zhao and Xiang Xingzhi basically had no conversation except collecting homework every morning.
What's more, even a big shot like Chen Bailing couldn't get along with him, let alone Jiang Zhao.
And the other party obviously doesn't want to say hello in the current situation.
Jiang Zhao waved his hand casually, not caring whether he saw it or not. Anyway, he had performed the formal communication between classmates perfectly.
But when he passed by, Jiang Zhao still heard the woman's voice on the other end of the phone.
The woman was obviously unaware of the sudden silence and continued to talk to herself, "I don't care that I gave birth to you? What's the difference between you and an ungrateful person? Why can't you learn from your brother? I've never lacked food or clothing for you since you were a child, so why did you raise an enemy..."
Jiang Zhao paused and turned back subconsciously.
She swore she didn't mean to hear it, it was just that the voice on the other end of the phone was so loud that she had to listen even though she didn't want to.
He shouted to Xingzhi, "It's none of your business!" and then hung up the phone.
The voice already had a crying tone.
Suddenly, the window of a classroom on the first floor of the Academic Affairs Building flew open, and the Dean of Studies, Hai Di, shouted angrily, "What are you doing? What are you arguing about?"
Jiang Zhao cursed in her heart and stood upright immediately. She looked up and smiled sweetly, "Sorry, Teacher Hu, we were just discussing a homework problem. I said he was wrong but he refused to admit it, so I was a little loud."
Yadong had an impression of Jiang Zhao, the girl who came to move books on the first day of school and was from Class 1, Grade 1.
"Let's discuss the issue, right?" Mediterranean's tone softened, and he spoke earnestly, "Even if we disagree, don't get so worked up. The principal's office is right next door, and it would be terrible if we got into an argument."
Jiang Zhao agreed: "Teacher is right."
Mediterranean waved his hand and said, "Let's discuss this somewhere else next time. Let's go."
Jiang Zhao immediately agreed: "Okay, thank you Teacher Hu, we're leaving."
She urged in a low voice: "Let's go."
After taking a few steps, Hai Di called out again: "Wait a moment, boy."
The two people stopped where they were.
Jiang Zhao was extremely nervous.
"When talking to girls, be gentler. Boys, be more gentlemanly. Pay attention to that next time." Mediterranean said, tossing his thinning hair confidently. "Go back quickly."
"Okay, goodbye, teacher." Jiang Zhao replied.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of a window closing behind her that she breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."
However, Xiang Xingzhi had no intention of paying any attention to her.
Jiang Zhao remembered that he seemed to be crying just now.
She had just been forced to hear someone else's privacy.
In front, Xiang Xingzhi sniffed.
Jiang Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort him, but didn't know how to start.
Xiang Xingzhi shook his shoulders and looked like he was about to cry again.
Jiang Zhao took out a pack of napkins from his trouser pocket, took out two, handed them to him and said, "Don't cry."
Seeing Xiang Xingzhi take the paper, she continued cautiously: "Sometimes you don't need to care too much about what your parents say..."
Jiang Zhao now understood why Xiang Xingzhi rushed out of the classroom before the holiday. She wanted to go and see him, but Lin Chongyang did not recommend her to go.
The comfort she gave was so light and superficial. How could the hurt really disappear just by her giving a few words of advice?
"Did you hear everything?"
Jiang Zhao exhaled and nodded: "I didn't mean it, sorry."
"It's okay. I should apologize." Xiang Xingzhi hesitated for a moment and explained, "The science and engineering student the monitor was talking about is my brother."
"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Zhao waved his hands quickly before reacting: "Your brother?"
She remembered Lin Chongyang saying that day that the University of Science and Technology had a particularly cool name.
As if he had guessed what Jiang Zhao was thinking, he explained to Xingzhi, "We are twins. My brother took my mother's surname, Dongfang, Dongfang Jingxing, and I took my father's surname."
It's really cool.
This kind of name should appear in Meteor Garden.
Jiang Zhao could tell that Xiang Xingzhi probably didn't like Dongfang Jingxing very much, so she didn't ask any more questions and instead asked, "Are you going to eat?"
He nodded to Xingzhi: "Don't you find it strange? I am a twin, but we have different names."
The question was a bit abrupt. Jiang Zhao looked at him and said, "It's normal for twins to have different surnames."
Just the last name is different.
It’s not as simple as just having different surnames.
They have been in the same class since kindergarten and have almost identical faces, but Dongfang Jingxing is more lively, smarter, and has better grades than him, so naturally he is more popular than him.
At home, grandpa and mom will love my brother who has the same surname as them more.
As for his father's side, his grandfather had four sons and five grandsons, so it didn't matter if there was one more or one less.
He had also protested against injustice, but all he got in return was a sentence.
"Am I not good enough for you?"
Yes, they were all very good to him. He knew that some children had never had enough to eat or warm clothes, that his mother had a hard life a thousand times harder than his when she was a child, and that he was already very happy.
But that doesn't stop them from treating their brother better.
At that time, Xiang Xingzhi didn't know the saying, "It's not the lack of wealth that's worrying, but the inequality of wealth."
By the time he realized it, he had already given up on seeking balance.
When he was in junior high school, Xiang Xingzhi applied to Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School, which was far from his home.
He didn't want to be in the same class with Dongfang Jingxing anymore, and didn't want to be compared with them anymore.
But some things don't disappear just because he doesn't want them to.
At the family dinner table, parents and relatives would still discuss their grades and their performance in school.
His parents saw his stubborn decision to transfer schools as a child's mischief, causing trouble for the family. They thought that he was not only inferior to his brother in academics, but also had a weird personality.
Xiang Xingzhi rubbed his nose and said, "My brother's grades are much better than mine. He participated in math competitions in junior high school and won a prize. He also has a good personality."
Fake, he hates Dongfang Jingxing.
He was a mountain, pressing down on Xiang Xingzhi so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Jiang Zhao uttered an "oh" and said, "Not as good as me, right?"
It sounded like something someone who had studied too much would say. Xiang Xingzhi was stunned for a moment: "What?"
"I'm telling you, your brother will definitely not be able to score as well as me in the next exam. There's always someone better than you, so I don't think there's any need for you to compete with him."
Jiang Zhao is not good at comforting others.
As for saying things like 'You have other advantages that make you better than your brother', that's too fake.
She wasn't very familiar with Xiang Xingzhi, so how could she know what advantages he had that his brother didn't have?
Xiang Xingzhi whispered, "I don't know."
Jiang Zhao sighed, "His high school entrance exam score wasn't as high as Yanshen and Brother Pei's, right?"
Xiang Xingzhi nodded.
Of course, those two people were ranked first and second in the city respectively.
"That's right. Pei Zhiyu didn't beat me last time, so your brother definitely can't beat me in the exam. So that's it. If you don't believe me, just wait for the results of the joint exam of eight schools."
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