Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

If life is like a journey, it will only be complete after it is completed...

The spring scenery gradually becomes vivid. Large clusters of wildly growing forsythia quietly compete with the sun for people's attention. The thick branches go up along the poles and have already occupied the top of the open-air corridor. The wisteria quietly drops its flowers, casting a touch of shade and embellishing the dreams of the yellow pillars.

The faint fragrance attracted some classmates. After dinner, they quietly picked up the white and purple magnolia petals that had just fallen, put them in their books, made them into specimens, and silently recorded the passing of time.

Bees swarmed among the flowers, occasionally teasing students who were interrupting their work. The weeping willows in front of the teaching building lifted up the fluttering white snow, which rolled on the ground with the wind and quietly slipped into every corner of the campus through the cracks in the doors.

"A-choo, when did the school replace those weeping willows downstairs? The cherry blossoms at the main campus are here again. The layers of pink flowers and the few beautiful girls admiring the flowers are another enrollment advertisement." Lu Xueqin took out a mask from her pocket and put it on her face, complaining.

"Be content. At least the school cut down the poplar trees before the New Year. It will take until the end of the year to replace them. And a summer without the sound of cicadas is not a complete summer." Mo Zhichun interrupted from the back of the team.

"Run, walk, right, right, right..." The physical education committee member shouted the slogan, and the team followed the class in front and ran. The class in the front was neat and uniform, with the same pace, like a green train making a rhythmic sound, heavy and long.

The students in the front and back rows keep a distance of 30 centimeters between each other, like a compressed rectangle. When they come to a turn, the pace of the students on the inside is controlled by the physical education committee member, and the students on the outside can barely keep up.

For the class where the head teacher was not present, the team was like a swollen square steamed bun, with potholes and gaps getting bigger towards the back. If you were not careful, your shoes would be stepped on and you would be lazy and run less than a lap.

The poor students in the back row were directed to move forward to take the place of the students while adjusting their steps. The sometimes fast and sometimes slow speed disturbed their breathing state, and they began to exhale with their mouths open, just in time to meet the tail gas of the catkins brought by the class in front, which floated into their mouths or nasal cavities.

After running two laps, except for those who were prepared and ran with masks, every class had more or less a crushing fight with the catkins.

"Please let it rain, please, clear away the willow catkins quickly." Brother Wang, who did not have to run exercises, stood in front of the teaching building and watched the army doing exercises. He was being ravaged by the willow catkins for fifteen minutes. He might as well run with the team. Standing here was like being punished. If he was exposed to the sun for a few more months, he would be teased for going to dig coal in Africa when he returned home.

The warm spring breeze blows across the young faces. After the physical exhaustion of the third and fourth classes, it becomes a peak time for catching up on sleep.

With the tireless efforts of Mo Zhichun and others, Ye Zhiqiu finally gained some weight on his face and slowly found a way to get along with the students in Class 18. During this period, he also took the initiative to help Mo Zhichun and Ye Xiaoxiao match the abilities of the students who registered, and based on his own teaching experience, he gave them some suggestions for their study plans, and quickly got closer to the mutual aid group.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhichun's mutual help group and success stories have shaken the determination of some parents and students to learn, there are always people who use fate and talent as an excuse to continue living their lives.

The few who persevered no longer played Gobang during evening self-study or secretly read novels in the desk hole. Clean exercise books and draft papers appeared on the clean desk. Gradually, they could independently solve a problem in each class. One day, they suddenly found that they could understand what the teacher said. When doing exercises in class, they no longer had to wait for others to say the answer and then just follow the instructions. Instead, they could use a black pen to enter mathematical formulas on the draft paper, draw and draw, and they could also get the correct answer.

"Oh my god, Brother Wang, I have solved all the questions in this textbook." As soon as the bell rang for the second evening self-study get out of class, Guo Nan excitedly punched his deskmate's left hand, which was holding down the exercise book.

Brother Wang, who was concentrating on doing physics questions, accidentally poked a hole in the test paper with a black signing pen.

"Oh, which question? Bring it here for me to see." Wang Can smoothed the hole he had poked. Fortunately, fortunately, he did not pierce the homework paper below.

"Look, I have solved all three small questions of this proof problem." Guo Nan pointed to the big question in the textbook's homework and showed off his draft paper as if he was presenting a treasure.

Wang Can went through the scribbles on the draft paper and nodded. "Not bad, Xiao Guo, this is very smart. The difficulty of this question can be used for a small test. Thank you for your hard work in studying during this period."

"Keep working hard and try to get rid of the last place in the final exam."

Brother Wang reached out and bumped fists with Guo Nan, making an agreement.

Gu Ye, who came back from fetching water, also bumped fists with Guo Nan. Don’t ask why. The answer is that none of the three idiots can fall behind. The brothers have to act together.

"Brother Nan, it's okay. This question is quite difficult. It involves a lot of knowledge points." Gu Ye looked down at the problem-solving steps on the draft paper and gave Guo Nan a thumbs up.

"Shh, keep a low profile. You've only done one question in this class. You still have a long way to go." His index finger was erected at the edge of his lips, but the upturned curve of the corner of his mouth was not pressed down.

The noise here was not too loud, but it was very abrupt in the back row. "Student Guo Nan is really amazing. He got one question right in a whole class. Are you going to compete with me for the second-to-last score next time?" Yang Cheng, my former deskmate, mocked across the aisle. A person who dared not to make small moves in class every day and always ranked last in the exams really thought he was a hot pot.

"That's still worse than you cheating in the exam and getting second to last." Mo Zhichun hates this kind of self-righteous people the most, who deny everything others have with just one sentence.

Guo Nan's study method was wrong before, and he put too much pressure on himself. As a result, his grades were not ideal. During this period of time, he followed Wang Can to study, and the results of his hard work were seen by everyone in the mutual aid group. Naturally, they did not want others to undermine Guo Nan's newly established self-confidence.

"What? By learning from you, Mo Zhichun, we can get rid of the title of last place. Everyone can improve one or two hundred points. You, Mo Zhichun, are so amazing." Yang Cheng launched an indiscriminate attack.

"If it's Guo Nan, I really have this confidence. Want to bet?" Mo Zhichun raised his eyebrows jokingly and grinned. Young man, let your sister give you an early childhood education class for free.

"Let's make a bet. If Guo Nan doesn't get 400 points in the final exam, you will tell the whole class that you are an idiot when the class is divided in the second year of high school." Yang Cheng was furious at the excellent appearance of Mo Zhichun and Xu Xiaoxiao. Because of their remarks at the parents' meeting, the lazy state of the class turned into busy reading books and looking for their own future. His deskmate no longer played Gobang with him in class, nor did he pass notes to him to talk about games in class. He was busy supervising each other with his classmates every day. He became the one who was abandoned.

"Okay, but if Guo Nan's score is over 400, you have to say "I'm sorry, I'm the idiot" to Guo Nan a hundred times. You're not afraid of losing, are you?" Mo Zhichun spread his hands and shrugged.

"I can't lose. Guo Nan doesn't have Gu Ye's brains." Yang Cheng slapped the table in a bluffing manner.

"Classmate Yang, Zhizhi, we are all classmates, so please don't hurt the harmony." Lin Jiao tidied up the desk and put the stool away, and her delicate voice rang out.

"Don't call me Zhizhi, I'm not familiar with you. What does the bet between me and Yang Cheng have to do with you? You've been watching the show for a long time, and now you come out to smooth things over. You're a saint." Mo Zhichun rubbed his arms with goose bumps. This coquettish clip sound, deliberately clipped to make it look like vomiting, really, it disturbed other people's ears, I really want to put a rag in her mouth.

Pei Qiubai closed the window that let in the cool air, bent over to pick up the school uniform in the box, and put a coat on Mo Zhichun from behind.

"How can you think like that? I'm just afraid that our friendship will be hurt." He asked the strategy system to put eye drops in his eyes, and tears started to fall. He threw himself into Lingkong's arms and buried his head in silence.

Seeing his sister-in-law crying for standing up for him, Ling Ge's slightly furrowed brows gave way to a dark cloud. To show his loyalty, Yang Cheng pointed at Mo Zhichun and scolded, "I've changed my mind. If you lose, you will apologize to my sister-in-law on the radio station and read the script I wrote."

"Okay, I accept. Hurry up and send your sister-in-law back to the dormitory with your elder brother. Don't delay our studies." Mo Zhichun put on his school uniform jacket and then explained the questions to the student in front of him.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, half of the people were still studying in the classroom. Their study plans were disrupted by this episode, but they didn't want to give up, so they quietly extended their study time to the dormitory.