Red Roasted Lion Head

After class, the students in the class came to chat with her, but Song Shixia felt that they had bad intentions and ignored them. She sorted out the courses taught by the teacher in her notebook, and felt that they were less difficult than those in high school, and she felt more confident.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the backwardness of educational resources will lead to simple test questions. When higher education develops rapidly in the future, the college entrance examination questions will become more and more difficult, and the scores will also become higher. It is not like now that those who score 400 to 500 points are the best students.

Ji Weiqing's sister has a teacher and a professor at home. She scored over 490 points in the final exam, which put her second in the whole grade.

At this time, even being admitted to a technical secondary school is considered popular. In some backward areas, people even think that technical secondary schools are better than universities because they teach specialized skills and assign jobs to graduates.

Song Shixia got up with the cup and went to the water room to get some water. His deskmate reminded him quietly, "You...you'd better not associate with them."

Song Shixia smiled and said, "Thank you. I just want to concentrate on my studies. Whatever they want to do has nothing to do with me."

When she returned to her seat, her female classmate asked with embarrassment: "Classmate, can I borrow your draft book?"

"Sure, take a look." Song Shixia pushed the draft book to her.

The desk mate was very grateful. He carefully held Song Shixia's draft book, wrote the formula on his own notebook, and muttered to himself.

"So that's how it is... How could I be so stupid and do it wrong again... I need to use this formula."

Song Shixia drank tea and looked at her. Her deskmate was a typical country kid. It wasn't that Song Shixia discriminated against her, but she was almost the same as her deskmate when she first came over.

He has wheat-colored skin, a few freckles on his face, and a sun-bleached face. He wears a big pigtail and a dark blue Mao suit with patches on it. He wears a green sweater underneath, and pants of the same color as the jacket. He has sleeves on both cuffs to prevent his clothes from getting dirty. He looks so honest that he seems easy to bully.

Song Shixia couldn't help but ask her: "Why did you want to study science?"

"I...I think science majors should learn biology as opposed to arts majors. If I'm lucky, I can get in with just a few points."

Song Shixia learned about high school subjects from her elder sister. Arts students only had to take six subjects, which were the usual Chinese, math, English, politics, history and geography. Science students had to take politics in addition to Chinese, math, English, physics, chemistry and biology, but the full score for biology was 70 points.

Regarding my deskmate’s choice of science because he thought he could get more points by taking seven subjects, but doesn’t he know that taking one more subject would also result in a higher admission score than liberal arts?

Song Shixia didn't know how to comment.

There is nothing wrong with my deskmate thinking this way, but the premise is that he can understand science. My deskmate even finds math formulas so difficult, it is hard to imagine whether he can keep up with physics and chemistry.

When Song Shixia was in high school, many people chose science because the admission line for science was lower than that for liberal arts, and many parents thought that science majors were easier to find jobs. But the problem was that those students had a good foundation. If they were too poor, the teachers would not agree, unless the parents insisted.

She wanted to persuade her deskmate to switch to liberal arts since she couldn't learn science. Her deskmate performed well in Chinese and foreign language classes, and could read and understand quickly, and recite ancient poems quickly. But their relationship was average, so Song Shixia thought about it but didn't say anything.

Thinking of her deskmate's name, she tentatively reminded him, "How are you in physics, chemistry and biology?"

My deskmate hesitated and said, "I can get 120 points in physics, chemistry and biology combined."

The full score for physics and chemistry is 100, and the total score for the three subjects is 270.

Song Shixia asked again: "What is the average score of physics, chemistry and biology in our class?"

Liu Zhaodi thought carefully and said, "It seems to be 140 points."

Song Shixia calculated in his mind that the average score in the class was about 360 points.

She understood: "Which subject are you strong in?"

My deskmate looked embarrassed and said, "I am better at Chinese, foreign languages ​​and politics. These things only require rote memorization. I am stupid and can only memorize."

It was just as she guessed.

"If you work hard on these three subjects, they will help you get higher scores in math and science."

In the end, she didn't try to persuade him. After all, if the classmate hits the wall twice, he will change. Maybe he can improve his math skills with subsequent efforts.

A score of 120 in comprehensive science is not bad. There is still half a year before the college entrance examination. If I study hard, I can improve my score by another 30 points.

My desk mate whispered, "Actually, this is my second year of repeating. If I fail the entrance exam again next year, I want to study liberal arts. I guess I'm really not cut out for science." Her tone was dejected, but her words were full of fighting spirit.

Song Shixia encouraged her: "Come on, as long as you have this perseverance, you will succeed."

At noon in the cafeteria while having lunch, Teacher Meng took the initiative to find Song Shixia.

Song Shixia sincerely declined: "You really don't have to treat me to a meal. I brought cash."

Teacher Meng smiled and said, "I'll take you to the teachers' cafeteria. You don't have to queue up with the students to get food. I only get two dishes every day, and if I can't finish them, we can eat together. I'm not inviting you specially."

Teacher Meng said this, and it would be unkind of Song Shixia to refuse.

Fortunately, the eldest sister appeared in time and found Song Shixia.

"What are you two doing arguing at the entrance of the cafeteria? I brought some food, let's go in and eat together."

Song Shixia breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her elder sister with gratitude.

Ji Ran reassures her.

Teacher Meng was too enthusiastic. The two dishes she brought back were both pickled vegetables, a braised lion's head and a Gongbao chicken. Even this teacher Meng said that she eats like this every day. If Song Shixia believed it, she would be a fool.

Ji Ran brought two meals. She brought one for her younger brother and sister-in-law and asked the kitchen to heat it up.

"Stir-fried eggplant and minced pork vermicelli. I won't bring my own lunch tomorrow. Let's eat together in the cafeteria."

Three people had four dishes, which were a luxurious set of three meats and one vegetable. Song Shixia felt that she should leave early, otherwise she would feel like she was just eating for free.

Ji Ran asked, "How was the class today? Did you catch up?"

Song Shixia picked up an eggplant with chopsticks and said, "Fortunately, the teacher's explanation is not very difficult."

Teacher Meng smiled and said, "Our math teacher asked me about Xiao Song and said that Xiao Song has a good foundation."

Not far away, a group of four hooligans ordered two meat and two vegetable dishes, which was considered quite wealthy among the students. Wen Changhua noticed that the transfer student and the teacher were sitting at the same table.

"Who is this transfer student? He ate with Teacher Meng two days ago, and had three meat dishes and one vegetable at noon today. Could he be a relative of Teacher Meng?"

Zheng Shengli quickly grabbed a chicken leg and said, "Not really. Teacher Meng is too attentive to her. He even helps her pick up food. Meng Ru usually yells at us, but she is so flattering to a transfer student."

Bai Qiurui said without even raising his head: "He is so unsophisticated that he cannot be from our compound. He must be a distant relative of Teacher Meng."

Li Jianan stared at it for a second longer.

"That's not right. Why did Teacher Ji also serve food to the transfer student?"

Bai Qiurui shrugged: "Maybe he's a distant relative of some school leader."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Should they still try to build a good relationship with the transfer student? But thinking about Bai Ge's motorcycle, they were unwilling to let the opportunity slip away.

Aunt Feng has temporarily lost her good friend and has lost her motivation to work recently. She sits in the kitchen all day sighing, wondering when Xiao Song will come back.

Chen Jiao cleaned the kitchen and bathroom during the lunch break, then sat down to rest exhausted.

Aunt Feng looked up at her and said, "You are too diligent. You don't need to clean the kitchen."

Chen Jiao wiped her hands on her apron and replied with a smile: "I saw water and oil on the stove and wanted to wipe it clean."

She took the initiative to talk: "Auntie, are you in a bad mood recently?"

Aunt Feng thought about it and decided that the matter of going to school would be known to others sooner or later anyway, so it was better to say it openly.

"Yes, you also know Xiao Song who lives next door to me. She has gone back to school. She has no one to talk to recently and she feels empty inside and she is not used to it."

Chen Jiao's smile froze, with a look of longing and envy on her face.

"It's good for her to go to school, but who will take care of her children at home?"

Aunt Feng said with envy: "Didn't you see Professor Ji coming to the cafeteria to eat steamed buns recently? The children at home are all taken care of by Professor Ji, and Xiao Song lives with my mother-in-law."

Chen Jiao became even more jealous. She couldn't envy Song Shixia's good fortune.

“That’s great.”

Aunt Feng held her face in her hands and said, "Xiao Song said that he would take me to learn after he came back, to see if I could learn something."

Chen Jiao forced a smile and said, "Auntie, as long as you want to learn, you can do it."

After a busy day, I came home to find my son busy doing his homework and my daughter complaining that she had come home late and made them hungry.

Chen Jiao was exhausted, "Didn't I tell you to come to the cafeteria to find me if you're hungry? We provide lunch for our employees in the afternoon."

Huo Xuan pouted in dissatisfaction: "But we still have to do homework. You know we have a lot of homework."

Chen Jiao didn't want to talk. Every time, her younger son was doing his homework and her older daughter was watching TV at the neighbor's house, and she couldn't control them at all.

"I see. Tonight's dinner is steamed buns and stir-fried vegetables. You two can eat."

Huo Xuan grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Why are we cooking again? When can we eat meat?"

Chen Jiao casually responded: "When your father gets his salary, we will have meat to eat."

Huo Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Don't you earn any money from your work?" Her father earns money to support the whole family, so why does she have to spend her father's salary to buy meat?

Chen Jiao had long been accustomed to her daughter's attitude: "I didn't make any money. The money I worked so hard to earn was just for the steamed buns and dishes you guys eat, right?"

Ever since the money-stealing incident, she knew that this child was just one face and it was impossible to control her. If she was a little strict with her daughter, she would complain to her father, and she would end up being the one who got scolded.

She was too lazy to do such thankless work again.

"I don't understand why I should work for such a small amount of money. In the end, I still have to rely on my dad for support."

Chen Jiao sneered: "If you think I don't make enough money, then just go hungry and don't eat. If you think it's easy to make money, then go and give it a try."

This family habit is really causing problems. She wants to live a good life, not continue to be a nanny.

Huo Xuan didn't expect that her usually honest mother would suddenly get angry. She stomped her feet and ran to the kitchen to find food to confront her mother.

When Huo Kai returned home in the evening, the first thing he saw was his daughter with red eyes.

"Dad, my mom won't feed me."

Huo Kai had been busy all day and returned home dizzy. Before he had even had a bite of food, his daughter came running to him to complain that she was having a headache.

He thought Chen Jiao was not at home, so he found a lunch box in the kitchen and opened it: "Isn't there food at home? Your mother didn't give you food, so you don't know how to make it yourself."

Huo Xuan lowered her head and rubbed her hands: "I just said I wanted to eat meat, and she said that there was no money at home and she was waiting for your salary. She was obviously working, so why did she only spend your money?"

Huo Kai's face turned pale: "Huo Xuan! You are too ignorant. What did I teach you normally?"

Huo Xuan felt wronged: "What did I say wrong? It's true. She can't make money at work, but she insists on doing such an undignified job. It's really embarrassing for me."

Hawke covered his daughter's mouth.

"Who taught you that? There is no distinction between high and low jobs. Our family is financially tight and we can't afford to eat meat every day. Can't you be a little considerate of us?"

If everyone likes it, I will start collecting advance payments, but I may not start publishing immediately. I really wish I were not a centipede or an octopus, so that I could write several books at the same time.