Genius Girlfriend

At more than nine o'clock in the evening Eastern Time on March 17, 2009, Jiang Yubai arrived at his residence in Manhattan, New York City.

A few years ago, his father bought a 570-square-meter flat in the heart of Manhattan. After the game, Jiang Yubai moved into this house. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking New York City's Central Park. The night lights illuminate the dense woods, the high-rise buildings in the distance, and the endless stream of cars converge into a bustling avenue.

While watching the night scene, Jiang Yubai held up a goblet. The glass was filled with freshly squeezed orange juice, and Jiang Yubai slowly took a sip of orange juice like a wine tasting.

After drinking half a glass of juice, he walked slowly to the bedroom and checked his QQ message box.

He found that Lin Zhixia had gone offline.

Today is the day when the city's college entrance examination is the second model. The Provincial No. 1 High School gave holidays to the students in the first and second grades. It stands to reason that Lin Zhixia should stay at home and chat with Jiang Yubai when he is free. However, the QQ contact panel shows that "Xia Xia" is offline.

Jiang Yubai sent a message to Lin Zhixia: "I'm home."

In just four words, it sums up his state concisely, which is both reserved and proactive enough.

He also changed his QQ chat status to "Q Me".

After more than ten seconds, Jiang Yubai did not wait for Lin Zhixia to come, but waited for Duan Qiyan's message: "Are you up?"

Jiang Yubai replied: "I'm going to bed soon."

Duan Qiyan typed a series of question marks and asked: "Are you in Beijing now?"

Jiang Yubai told the truth: "In New York, USA."

Duan Qiyan's parents restricted the time he spends online at home, so he rarely meets Jiang Yubai on QQ. And Jiang Yubai’s chat status happened to be "Q Me", indicating that Jiang Yubai felt empty, lonely and cold in New York, USA. Duan Qiyan asked sympathetically: "Are there no classmates around you?"

Jiang Yubai's classmates held a celebration party in the hotel. The students were very interested and planned to stay up all night. Jiang Yubai falsely claimed that he had something to do and did not attend.

Jiang Yubai insisted on going to bed before ten o'clock every night-going to bed early and getting up early, only then can he have a good body and grow into a tall and upright man.

He told Duan Qiyan: "It's getting late, I'll go to bed first."

Duan Qiyan responded: "Go, bye bye."

At this moment, Lin Zhixia suddenly appeared.

Lin Zhixia's head is a strawberry. Her avatar has changed from gray in the "offline state" to ash red in the "online state". She is like a hunter wandering in the forest. She accidentally found a prey waiting to be captured. She immediately rushed to him and called him: "Jiang Yubai!!!"

She typed four exclamation marks on the keyboard, each of which represented her strong emotions.

Jiang Yubai helped the keyboard, and quickly typed out a sentence: "I just went online soon."

Lin Zhixia said happily, "The sun is very good today. My mother is drying radishes on the balcony. My brother and I have gone to help.

It turned out that Lin Zhixia was drying carrots just now.

Jiang Yubai has never dried radishes. With his fingers hovering on the keyboard, Lin Zhixia sent him a video request again, and he agreed without thinking. Both he and Lin Zhixia appeared on each other's computer screens.

Jiang Yubai asked humbly: "How to sun radish?"

Lin Zhixia answered in detail: "My mother bought four kilograms of white radishes from the vegetable market in the morning. We peeled and cut the radishes and placed them on a gauze net on the balcony. After the moisture evaporated, we got delicious dried radishes. "

She also asked: "Do you like dried radishes?"

Jiang Yubai whispered: "I haven't eaten it."

Lin Zhixia tilted her head: "If you can come to my house in the future, I will ask you to eat."

Jiang Yubai asked uncertainly: "Can I be a guest at your house?"

"Of course," Lin Zhixia said confidently, "you have invited me to have several meals, and it is reasonable for you to come to my house as a guest."

Jiang Yubai held the glass: "Will your brother agree?"

Lin Zhixia was silent for a while.

Jiang Yubai backed down and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, there will always be opportunities in the future."

His tolerance and demeanor of advance and retreat inspired Lin Zhixia's mentality of resistance. Lin Zhixia agreed with him that in July this year, he would invite him to her house for a meal. Then Lin Zhixia ran to the living room and declared resolutely: "Mom, I have invited my good friend to be a guest at home during the summer vacation."

My brother's hands stopped drying the radish.

Mother turned and looked at Lin Zhixia: "Your good friend?"

Lin Zhixia said frankly: "I have known good friends for five years."

Mom immediately promised: "Yes, come if you want. Mom will make lunch for you."

Brother hesitated to speak but stopped. He hugged a white radish with a sullen head and dashed towards Lin Zhixia's room. Lin Zhixia quickly closed the door, and locked it.

He patted the door outside: "Lin Zhixia."

Lin Zhixia put on the headphones and sent out a sentence through the QQ message box: "It's done, see you in summer."

Jiang Yubai replied in seconds: "See you during summer vacation."

"It's ten o'clock in the evening New York time, go to bed quickly," Lin Zhixia urged, "You are still growing, don't stay up late."

Jiang Yubai obeyed: "Good night."

Lin Zhixia typed a bracket and marked it in the brackets: "My second paper needs minor revision. The reviewers and editors feel that I need to make a minor revision of the article. The problem is not big, and it will probably be sent out this summer."

Jiang Yubai shook the chat box and said, "I congratulate you in advance for publishing your second paper."

Lin Zhixia replied with a smiling face.

Life is so beautiful.

Jiang Yubai won the runner-up in the North American High School Student Competition. Lin Zhixia's second paper was firmly established. The admission letter and training plan of Peking University were also sent to Lin Zhixia.

In the classroom of High School (27), Lin Zhixia opened her admission notice in front of many classmates and read word by word.

Tang Tingting, her deskmate, exclaimed: "You are too good, you are really too good."

Lin Zhixia waved her hand and said modestly: "No, I'm not good, I just have a little luck."

Lin Zhixia thought in her heart: Yes, it is all luck. It is luck that makes me different from everyone by nature.

There was a circle of classmates around the seat, and everyone wanted to feel the joy of Lin Zhixia.

Duan Qiyan squeezed out the crowd, stretched his arms, and touched the admission letter from Peking University as he wished. He immediately turned around, walked in front of Jin Baihui, and said to Jin Baihui: "Lin Zhixia has received an official admission notice."

Jin Baihui's nib paused.

It was March and the weather was still cold. Jin Baihui was sitting by the window, near a gray rain. Her hair was tied tightly by a rope, and her white scalp was faintly exposed. She raised her hand, stroked her hair, and slowly said, "Does Lin Zhixia's admission notice have anything to do with me?"

Duan Qiyan shrugged and said nothing.

Jin Baihui reluctantly asked him: "Does Lin Zhixia's achievements have anything to do with you?"

The wind was quiet, the rain was blown away by a gust of wind, the window was still open, and water drops splashed on Jin Baihui's desk, soaking her notebook-it was the thickest notebook Duan Qiyan had ever seen.

Jin Baihui's notes are very beautiful, and they are the best in the class.

She has prepared excerpts and wrong question books for the six main courses. She uses the famous "Cornell Learning Method" to divide each piece of paper into two parts, with notes on the right and ideas on the left. She strictly follows the "Ebbinghaus Memory Curve", regularly arranges herself to review and summarize the learning content, and create a set of "self-test sequence".

In high school (27), no one is more hardworking than Jin Baihui.

Duan Qiyan looked down at her handwriting, he didn't know why he was touched.

He was just thinking, what kind of persistence is this? Day after day, year after year, even if Lin Zhixia is steadily pressing on the throne of "first grade" like a mountain... Jin Baihui never slackens for a day, never shows a trace of compromise.

Duan Qiyan sighed.

He helped Jin Baihui close the window tightly and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong. Jin Baihui stopped him again: "You are mediocre and have a face to say me? You haven't taken the top three in class 27. Lin Zhixia's grades are not like you Zhanbianer, you brought her to me to show off. I remember that you only took 80 points in the math test last month. You studied math competition for six and a half years from elementary school to high school, and the monthly test was bad. ..."

Jin Baihui "heh" said, "You are so weak."

The noisy conversation nearby gradually disappeared.

The rain is still falling, the sky is gray, and the water drops pattering on the glass windows-that is the only noise between the sky and the earth.

Duan Qiyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sports committee member Cao Wu quickly persuaded him: "Brother Duan, Xiaojin didn't mean that, don't go to your heart."

The smile on Duan Qiyan's face disappeared. His spine was bent, his head hung, his eyes floating in the corner.

Jin Baihui was silent, and Duan Qiyan suddenly said: "What are you dragging? It's useless for you to study 24 hours a day. Last year in the high school math league, you failed the exam and didn't make it to the provincial team. There is a boy from Class 26 next door who entered the provincial team. The seniors and sisters of the second year of high school have made more entries. Strong middle schoolers have strong middle players. You are not noble than others, Jin Baihui, don't look down on people anymore."

Jin Baihui stood up from her seat.

Cao Wu pulled back again: "Sister Jin, you can't speak a little bit in your head, don't take it seriously."

Jin Baihui pulled Cao Wu's hand away.

Jin Baihui's deskmate couldn't stand it anymore, and she also persuaded her: "Don't yell with Duan Qiyan, class is about to start."

"You get away." Jin Baihui scolded her tablemate.

Jin Baihui's deskmate is a male classmate who is shy and introverted by nature. This male student is sixteen years old this year. In his sixteen years of life, he has never quarreled with anyone, and rarely refused other people's requests. At the beginning of the first year of high school, he made a mistake to become Jin Baihui's deskmate. Later, when he had the opportunity to change seats, Jin Baihui asked him to stay here, and he kindly agreed.

On weekdays, he and Jin Baihui do not interfere with each other.

Today, Jin Baihui yelled at him for the first time.

He stood up and stepped aside.

Jin Baihui pointed to Duan Qiyan and asked him: "You mentioned the math competition, okay, I will calculate it for you. You took the first prize in the league once in the junior high school competition, and it was gone, and never again. Last year, you passed the high school competition. A provincial second prize, this is the worst ranking I've ever heard. You didn’t think about your papers, or did you not work hard at all? You mingled with Tang Tingting and Shen Jixuan all day, their results are getting better and better, you Your grades are getting worse and worse. You just entered junior high school and you were third in the class. You came to class 27 of high school and failed to test the top five in the class. If I were you, I would choose to drop out. You are not worthy to participate in the competition.

This time, even Cao Wu had nothing to say.

All the students in the high school (27) class regard the competition as the supreme goal.

Saying "you are not worthy of the competition" to the classmates of high school (27) is like saying "you are not worthy of charging and fighting, you are not worthy of the battlefield" to a well-trained soldier.

Every word of Jin Baihui made the situation worse.

Duan Qiyan's waist was straight. He raised his chin and looked at Jin Baihui with an unprecedented look. He said calmly: "Jin Baihui, you were originally a student in the previous class. You dropped out of the elite class in Beijing and transferred to the first grade (18) of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School. You are very experienced in dropping out, I am I’m not as good as you, I haven’t retired. You are the number one in the dropout contest. I am not eligible to participate in the dropout contest."

Jin Baihui's face turned from white to red.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her anger couldn't calm down.

The experience of dropping out of Beijing is a thorn in Jin Baihui's heart. No one knows what happened to her in Beijing. She is unwilling to spend time making friends, and naturally no friend can inquire about her.

Jin Baihui's results are better than Duan Qiyan, this is her life-saving straw. Jin Baihui repeatedly emphasized this point, which intensified Duan Qiyan's anger.

They are stuck in the aisles between the third and fourth groups.

The whole class is watching them.

Many people in the class complained about Jin Baihuiwei.

Most of the students in Class 27 of Senior One are top students. The competition among top students is fierce, and everyone still maintains an atmosphere of peaceful coexistence. Normally, students exchange notebooks and exchange experience in doing problems, but Jin Baihui never participates in such activities. No one can borrow her notebook. She always refuses without concealment. At the same time, she claims: I will not lend it to you to prevent you from losing my notebook.

Duan Qiyan, on the contrary, he is a very enthusiastic person. No matter who asks him to solve the problem, he will give guidance.

Duan Qiyan and Jin Baihui had just quarreled a few words, and a passing classmate asked: Did Jin Baihui provoke Duan Qiyan?

Jin Baihui was unhappy: "It's Duan Qiyan, the first one is cheap!"

Duan Qiyan chuckled: "You wronged me for the junior high school winter vacation camp. After a few years, you didn't apologize to me."

Duan Qiyan ridiculed, Jin Baihui couldn't bear it. She raised her hand and was about to punch the upper part of Qiyan's shoulder when suddenly someone grabbed her wrist.

She turned her head and saw Lin Zhixia.

Lin Zhixia said softly, "You calm down."

Jin Baihui struggled to withdraw her hand: "You don't mind your nostalgia."

"I am the squad leader," Lin Zhixia stood in front of her, "Of course I have to manage."

Duan Qiyan called Lin Zhixia: "Don't worry about it, Squad leader Lin, Jin Baihui is not a normal person."

Lin Zhixia actually replied: "Actually I am not a normal person."

Duan Qiyan never expected Lin Zhixia to say such a thing.

Why is Lin Zhixia not a normal person?

She is most normal. She never shows off her grades in front of her classmates.

Duan Qiyan took a step back and frowned slightly: "Are you going to help Jin Baihui speak?"

Duan Qiyan tightened his lips. He clutched the zipper of his jacket, his finger joints faintly white. He sighed: "I still think that I have a good relationship with you."

"It's useless for you to discuss friendship." Shen Jixuan suddenly interjected.

The entire class was immersed in an unprecedented awkward atmosphere. Jin Baihui's words insulting Duan Qiyan can be applied to any classmate except the top five in the class.

Lin Zhixia stood beside Jin Baihui, facing many classmates, and said sincerely: "I have completely different views from Jin Baihui. I would like to ask everyone to listen to me..."

"What are you talking about?" Duan Qiyan interrupted, "You have graduated from high school this semester, so you don't need to interfere with us. Let's go back to our seats."

Duan Qiyan was a bit sad.

Shen Jixuan sat on the side of the third group. He stretched one leg and just stopped Duan Qiyan.

Duan Qiyan questioned him: "What are you doing?"

Shen Jixuan turned his head: "Let you listen to the monitor."

Duan Qiyan asked, "What if I don't want to listen?"

Shen Jixuan smiled: "Oh, you are not as mature as Jin Baihui."

In other words, Shen Jixuan means-you are more naive than Jin Baihui.

Duan Qiyan held his breath. He could not accept the accusation of Shen Minxuan at all. But he just had a fight with Jin Baihui, he can no longer argue with Shen Jixuan, that would make him look like a hot-tempered fool.

He shut up, stopped, and stopped where he was.

Lin Zhixia said: "I know that everyone is thinking about your academic performance. You will be sad if you have a poor exam. Many factors can determine the final score of an examination paper. No one can never be foolproof. All the students in the first grade (27) After many selections, the school believes that you can participate in the competition..."

Jin Baihui returned to her seat. She didn't say a word, but immersed herself in the question.

Lin Zhixia admired Jin Baihui very much.

Lin Zhixia went on to elaborate: "I support the theory of parallel universes. It is said that after the Big Bang, countless parallel universes were created. Just like you use a straw to blow air in a bowl of water, countless bubbles will emerge from the bottom of the water. Parallel. There are mutual influences between the universes. The more positive your attitude is, you in all parallel universes may move in a positive direction and become better and better. Parallel universes do not evolve independently, and everyone is unique. Your mind and soul are more meaningful than exam results."

Jin Baihui inserted a sentence: "You can't say that because the exam is not good, the results are not important."

"Examination is really important," Lin Zhixia echoed, "Examination is a life experience. This kind of experience is not divided into good or bad, it is a component."

She raised her head and looked at everyone: "We are all young, and the future is full of hope. Young means time, and time means everything possible."

The neighborhood fell into silence.

Lin Zhixia actively encouraged: "Everyone, cheer, I'll cheer with you!"

The rain outside the window is getting bigger and bigger, the rain water soaks the whole campus, and the flowers and trees are washed. Cao Wu scratched his head and said in a low voice: "Brother Duan, go back to your seat, you are optimistic, don't be angry, it can affect the parallel universe. Duan Qiyan in the parallel universe has a good time, you will be more and more in our world. Cool."

Duan Qiyan turned his head and looked out the window: "I'm not angry at all. I can't be angry with Jin Baihui."

Lin Zhixia answered: "You will not trouble her in the future."

Duan Qiyan was indignant: "I didn't trouble her."

"She won't take the initiative to talk to you," Lin Zhixia analyzed rationally, "The next class is math class. She should be able to do some math problems during this class."

Just as Lin Zhixia's voice fell, the class bell rang.

The classmates fled around and ran back to their seats quickly.

Teacher Deng, the head teacher, held a stack of test papers and walked into the high school (27) class with joy. He stood on the podium, looking at his group of proud students, not knowing that the two students he admired most had torn apart in public during the ten minutes between classes.

"In this class, we will take a test." Teacher Deng knew.

In the past, whenever Teacher Deng talked about "in-class quizzes", there was more or less opposition in the class. Today, everyone accepted the reality in silence.

Teacher Deng is a little confused. While distributing the test papers, he asked: "Our classmates... suddenly like taking exams?"

Duan Qiyan, who was sitting in the first row, replied: "Mr. Deng, we all want to live more actively."

Teacher Deng smiled and said with satisfaction: "Okay, good thing. You have to think and learn more, do more and practice more."

Lin Zhixia thought that the dispute between Jin Baihui and Duan Qiyan had come to an end.

But she did not expect that her remarks also affected Jin Baihui.

When school was over in the evening, Jin Baihui followed Lin Zhixia from the teaching building of the first grade to the school gate of Provincial No. 1 Middle School.

Lin Zhixia stood outside the school gate, and Jin Baihui passed her by.

Lin Zhixia asked her: "Why are you following me?"

Jin Baihui stopped: "There is only one way out of school."

Tang Tingting took Lin Zhixia's left hand and whispered: "I'm so entangled...I want to become active and influence the parallel universe. But I still can't talk to Jin Baihui. I was afraid when I saw her. She cursed Duan Qiyan as if I were Dad scolded me. She is too parental, is she really our peers?"

Lin Zhixia comforted: "Don't be afraid, she is not your father."

Jin Baihui turned his toes and faced Lin Zhixia. She said: "I didn't get into the provincial team."

Lin Zhixia nodded: "You are only a freshman this year, and there are still many opportunities."

Jin Baihui said again: "I didn't make the provincial team in physics or mathematics, I have no chance."

There was no wave in her words, she was just stating a fact.

She lifted her glasses up. Her power has deepened, the lenses have become thicker, and her vision is still clear.

Lin Zhixia couldn't understand her thoughts, and said casually: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, I think you are too tired. I suggest you go back home and let your mother cook your favorite dishes. You can eat with your belly open. One meal, take a hot bath, go to bed early. Tomorrow morning, we will come back to talk about the provincial team."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhixia bypassed Jin Baihui.

Lin Zhixia and Tang Tingting are still holding hands.

Tang Tingting asked about Lin Zhixia's favorite dishes, and Lin Zhixia reported two or three. Tang Tingting and Lin Zhixia were chatting and laughing, but Jin Baihui's umbrella hand tilted slightly, unable to stop the raindrops falling from the sky.

The twilight is in harmony, and the rain has not stopped.

The rain under the lamp is densely swift, seemingly inextricably linked.

Jin Baihui crossed the barrier formed by the water curtain and walked in front of Lin Zhixia again.

She just wanted to say a word.

She told Lin Zhixia: "It is impossible for my mother to cook a table of dishes that I like. I didn't test well. My mother won't let me in. Have you ever stood in the yard in winter night?

As she wished, Lin Zhixia looked surprised and confused.

Jin Baihui raised the umbrella handle, like a strong winner, passing by many students indifferently. She didn't say hello to anyone. She does not need friendship, and certainly does not need sympathy.

Lin Zhixia called to her: "Jin Baihui, Jin Baihui!"

Jin Baihui speeded up.

Suddenly, she wanted to get rid of Lin Zhixia. She wants to walk to the bus stop sign quickly.

Lin Zhixia left Tang Tingting and ran behind Jin Baihui.

They were standing on a sidewalk, and there were students around them saying, "Wow, you see, those are the first and second grades of high school. What are they doing?"

Another student said: "Fight, I heard from the people in Class 27 that they don't deal with it."

As the first grader Lin Zhixia suddenly said: "Jin Baihui..."

As the second grader, Jin Baihui turned her back to her: "I don't want you to pity me."

Lin Zhixia really felt that Jin Baihui was a little pitiful.

Lin Zhixia's mother said a little bit about her, she was very unhappy, and she had to coax her well. If her mother asked her to stop in the yard outside in the winter night, she might cry and make trouble, disturbing the people in the middle of the night, and leaving the whole family with no birth.

The rain became denser and the air was filled with mist. Lin Zhixia held her umbrella, her fingers were slightly cold, and she firmly said: "Jin Baihui, you will become an amazing person."

She also said: "It is illegal to abuse young people. You can talk to your mother."

"You don't mind your nostalgia." Jin Baihui commented.

Lin Zhixia turned around and said: "I don't care, come on, stay for two more years, the road ahead is broad!"

Jin Baihui said for no reason: "I still hate you."

Lin Zhixia thought to herself: I don’t care if you like me or not, but she said on the surface: “Have you seen Tai Chi Eight Diagrams? All things grow and restrain each other, and they are dependent on each other. There is yin in yang and yang in yin..."

"Are you fortune-telling?" Jin Baihui asked her.

Lin Zhixia shook her head and explained: "In this world, some people like me, while others hate me. This is the way of yin and yang, and the law of conservation of energy."

Jin Baihui confided honestly: "I hate you, you will always be the first in grade."

Lin Zhixia laughed and said, "That's no way, I am the first in grade. Everything has two sides. I can't just get the'good' side and eliminate the'bad' side. What I call'good' and'bad' "They are all relative concepts. They are the characteristics of one thing I can see at the moment. When I get older and have a wider experience, I will redefine the "good" and "bad" of a thing."

The rain slanted with the wind and sprinkled on Jin Baihui's face. She took off her glasses, wiped her face, and said, "No wonder you get high scores in every composition."

Lin Zhixia took a step back: "I'm finished, I'm going home."

Tang Tingting was still waiting for her where she was.

Lin Zhixia approached Tang Tingting, and Tang Tingting collected her umbrella and hid in the edge of Lin Zhixia's umbrella. They crossed the road and walked to the bus stop sign.

The rain soaked the streets, and the wheels that came and went splashed.

While walking, Jin Baihui said to herself: "You sleep, I am studying; you eat, I am studying; you play games, I am still studying. I want the three words'Jin Baihui' to be printed on the textbook... If you can’t, I can’t make it to the provincial team. If you can do it, you have the strength."

She talked to herself indiscriminately, in a small voice.

The students nearby didn't understand what she meant.

Jin Baihui suddenly took the umbrella, and the cold wind and rain knocked on her without any hindrance. All the thoughts in her mind gradually subsided, and the feelings of inferiority and conceit faded at the same time. She finally adjusted her mentality and became the Jin Baihui of the past.

Jin Baihui's personal experience inspired Lin Zhixia's thinking.

Lin Zhixia recognizes a truth: if parents don't care for their children's body enough and don't teach their children how to care for themselves, then childhood scars may take a long time to heal after adulthood.

After returning home, Lin Zhixia stuck to her mother like a piece of soft candy: "Mom..."

Lin Zeqiu took the test for a day today, and it was later than Lin Zhixia to enter the house. After he changed his slippers, he heard Lin Zhixia in the kitchen asking: "Mom, do you like me?"

Mom picked up the iron pan and put the braised pork on the plate: "Of course I like it. Mom likes Xia Xia the most."

Lin Zhixia asked again: "When I go to school, does my mother want me?"

Mom opened the cupboard and replied, "Don't you go to school for only half a day? Go in the morning, return at noon, go in the afternoon, and return at night."

Lin Zeqiu couldn't listen anymore. He stretched out his finger and knocked on the kitchen door: "Mom, you are fourteen years old, don't act like a child all day long."

"I never acted like a baby to others," Lin Zhixia asked bluntly, "can you control it?"

Lin Zeqiu really couldn't control her.

He left the kitchen in frustration.

At this time, Lin Zhixia took out an admission notice: "Mom, the official admission notice has come down."

The sound of the spatula for cooking ceased. Mom turned off the gas stove, put aside her work, and accepted the admission letter. She lowered her eyes, closed them, and opened them again, her eyes flushed: "Xia Xia is going to college."

"Yes." Lin Zhixia admitted.

Mom stood at the door of the kitchen and gave Lin Zeqiu a push: "Go and call your father."

Lin Zeqiu hesitated: "Dad is still looking at the store."

Mom stepped out to the door: "You two eat first, and the food is ready. I will show your father the notice. Your father has never seen the college admission notice. He is happy today."

Mother took the notice to the home supermarket.

Dad was too happy to speak after seeing it. He clasped his hands and was filled with emotion. With the permission of his wife, he closed the shop for half an hour, walked back to his home, sat at a dining table, and had dinner with his wife, son, and daughter.

For him, eating a meal happily with the whole family is a rare happiness in life.

Dad sighed "Oh", and the depression in his chest was swept away. He rolled up his sleeves and said boldly: "I have a drink, I will have some white wine tonight."

"Farewell," his mother reminded him, "you can't drink enough."

Dad did not listen to what mom said. He opened the cabinet and took out a precious bottle of liquor. He opened the lid of the wine and poured out a small bowl. The aroma of the wine instantly overflowed and people were slightly drunk.

Father holding the wine bowl, walked back to the table. He drank the white wine in one sip, and tasted the wonderful blend of wine and meat on the plate of braised pork on the table. He washed his nose and said in a low voice, "Xia Xia, it's great. We Xia Xia was admitted to such a good school. Dad went to school back then, so I couldn't even think of this school."

"It's not admitted," Lin Zhixia corrected. "It's a pass."

"Suggested, recommended..." Dad repeated twice.

Lin Zeqiu said nothing.

Mother picks vegetables for Lin Zhixia.

Dad opened the chatterbox tonight. After a while, my father said: "Which school did your uncle graduated from? I don't remember, it's a good school. Hey, back then, I wanted to marry your mother. Your uncle laughed at me. I have no money, no education, no brains, no skills. He called me'Four No Youths', I was so annoyed and angry, and I couldn't do anything with him. I want to create better conditions for your mother, so that you and your brother can live in a big house in the city... Envy your uncle's children..."

"I don't envy Ke Zhuangzhi." Lin Zhixia said directly.

Ke Zhuangzhi is the son of his uncle's family. He is Lin Zhixia's cousin and Lin Zeqiu's cousin.

Lin Zeqiu echoed: "I don't envy Ke Zhuangzhi either."

After a pause, Lin Zeqiu said: "Who would envy Ke Zhuangzhi? Just like him, what."

Ke Zhuangzhi had a fierce dispute with Lin Zhixia. One year, during the Spring Festival in his hometown, Lin Zhixia almost fought with Ke Zhuangzhi. Lin Zeqiu maintained Lin Zhixia 100%, and Ke Zhuangzhi was equivalent to one to two. He may be able to beat Lin Zhixia, but he has no strength to fight back in front of Lin Zeqiu, so he dare not make a big noise.

Dad's words reminded Lin Zhixia and Lin Zeqiu of that experience.

Mother said roundly: "Okay, let's eat."

Under the bright light, my mother's eyes were a little red. The heat of the food was evaporating, Lin Zhixia looked at her mother and asked softly: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom can't bear you," Mom wiped her eyes. "You are only fourteen years old, and you are going to college. Your classmates are all eighteen or nineteen years old. Don't be bullied."

Dad comforted: "Good students in good schools will not bully others."

Lin Zeqiu interjected coldly: "Impossible. Where there are people, there is competition, where there is competition, there will be winners and losers, and where there are winners and losers, there will be malicious inaction. You must not over-beautify good students in good schools. This is me Experience."

Mom and Dad did not answer the conversation.

Lin Zhixia pulled at her brother's sleeve: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not stupid, I will take care of myself. Good students are busy with their own affairs, and there is no idle time to mess with me."

The rice in the bowl gradually cooled down. The egg custard was soaked in a bowl, and the rice grains were distinct and plump. Lin Zeqiu lowered his head and took a bite of rice, chewing silently for a long while.

Lin Zhixia said to herself: "When I graduate from my Ph.D., I want to go back to the provincial capital and be a teacher in the university and be a colleague of Professor Shen Zhaohua.

"Okay, okay," Dad said in surprise, "Our family is going to have a professor, isn't it a professor?"

Lin Zhixia happily replied: "Yes, I want to be a professor! Do research, lead a team, and cultivate talents."

Dad was very excited: "Okay, Xia Xia, there is blue smoke from our ancestor's grave. Your mother and I have never had a scholar in more than a dozen generations. You are the first to be admitted to university and still be a professor."

Lin Zeqiu reminded: "Professor, that's something that hasn't been written yet."

Dad put down the wine bowl: "Your sister said she can do it, then she can do it with eight achievements."

"Yes!" Lin Zhixia agreed.

That night, when Lin Zhixia was still in a QQ video chat, she showed her admission notice to the computer's camera. Jiang Yubai praised her and said to her, "See you in Beijing."

She replied hopefully: "See you in Beijing."

The college level will be a new chapter in Lin Zhixia's life.

She can't wait to embark on a new journey.

The final exam for the first grade is the last big exam for Lin Zhixia in high school.

On the day of the final exam, the sun was extremely bright, the sky was dazzling blue, the school buildings were like a halo, and the campus scenery was more beautiful than usual.

Lin Zhixia is in a good mood.

However, she and Jin Baihui were assigned to an examination room.

At the beginning of June this year, Jin Baihui had a short haircut. She no longer wore ponytails, and her short hair looked crisp and neat. Lin Zhixia asked her why she had to cut her hair short. She only said: It's easy to take care of.

Jin Baihui's seat was diagonally in front of Lin Zhixia. During the exam, Lin Zhixia raised her head and could see her. Her thin spine supported the pure cotton fabric, reflecting the shape of her underwear. She is too thin, her arms are like two parallel straight lines with a bone in between.

She is wearing a white washed red dress. She always wears red every time she takes an exam.

Lin Zhixia thoughtfully.

The exam for the first grade lasted three days, and it took nine courses in total. Lin Zhixia answered all the test questions seriously-except for Chinese, Lin Zhixia did not write.

On the day of the list, Lin Zhixia fell to the second grade for the first time in his life, while Jin Baihui was promoted to the first grade. Their names