The sweet smell of citrus

She failed the monitor's expectations and made the monitor sad.

This recognition made Cheng Jialan feel a little bit of pleasure while feeling guilty.

The squad leader who has never been depressed, is only depressed for her.

The mental journey is endless, but under Song Yi's soft words, Cheng Jialan quickly turned all his emotions into motivation, "I was wrong."

"It's because the review pace was too fast recently, and I didn't take my studies seriously."

"It's because I didn't calm down, monitor, I will definitely put my heart into the mock exam next time." With all kinds of pride in her heart, "I will definitely be admitted to that school."

"Even if I burn the lamp to read at night, make up for it, and don't miss every minute, I will..."

Her ambitions surged under the night.

Song Yi listened tenderly to her speech with sideways eyes, and finally gave a hum and rubbed her hair, "Xiao Cheng, I believe in you."

At this moment, the passion and passion to climb the peak reached its peak.

Chapter 53

The effects of excitement, dreams and enthusiasm are remarkable.

Cheng Jialan entered the review state almost overnight.

After reading his daughter's test paper, Lao Cheng wanted to say something, but when he got to the point of speaking, seeing her attitude, he fell silent.

Once in the state, the review time for the next semester of the third year of high school will become very fast. The numbers on the blackboard seem to change every second, from three digits to two digits, from 9 to 6——

Soon, the first mock exam began.

Song Yi's posture in the exam was very peaceful, but Cheng Jialan's attitude was not good, he was very nervous.Fortunately, the hard work in the past few days has paid off. With the support of the tutor and the careful preparation of the test papers, Cheng Jialan's grades have improved a little, and he can barely read it.

The staged progress made Cheng Jialan feel full of confidence.

"Squad leader! I think I can!"

At this time, Song Yi did not discourage Cheng Jialan's enthusiasm, but only encouraged her, "Of course you can."

"I know Xiao Cheng has always been very smart."

"Ok!"

"It's just that I still have to work harder." Song Yi spread out her report card, with a sigh in his eyes, "It seems to be a little bit worse."

"It's okay, there is still some time before the college entrance examination, I will work hard!"

"Thank you." Song Yi turned his head and looked at the playground on the campus. "I really hope that we can be in the same city in the future."

No one can reject Song Yi at this moment.

He bowed his head like water, his tone was affectionate, and he didn't describe the future too much, but I really want to say four words, as if pulling a thousand forces, people can't help but work hard on this goal.

"Squad leader, I will make your wish come true," she said.

"Just do your best." Song Yi, who had finished expressing his feelings, looked back, and began to comfort Cheng Jialan again, "Learning is not something that can be done overnight. You transferred here, and you are not familiar with many things..."

"Examinations sometimes require accumulation. If you are too tired, if... you can't do it, don't force yourself too much." Song Yi said: "If something happens, I will wait for you in Shanghai."

But the more Song Yi said this, the less likely Cheng Jialan would relax.

She was moved by the squad leader's waiting, nodded and said hello, but she became more determined in her heart, and she must succeed in one fell swoop.

Under such heavy pressure, the second model came.

Cheng Jialan made progress again.

At this time, the peach blossoms have gradually faded, the temperature in the imperial capital is gradually rising, and the warmth of spring is also slowly fading away. The cicadas are bullying, and the last mock exam of the third year of high school is over.

Both Song Yi and Cheng Jialan got satisfactory results.

At the beginning of summer, the numbers on the blackboard changed to single digits at some point, and June [-]st came quietly.

On June [-]st, the head teacher held the last meeting for the students, talked about some teaching routines, and arranged various precautions for the college entrance examination.

"From the beginning of the first month to the present, the strings in the minds of all the students have become tighter and tighter. The teacher is very happy that you can face up to this exam."

"In the past six months, the grades of the students in our class have reached their expectations, and some are still short of their goals. I am happy for the students who have achieved their goals, but those who have not reached their goals don't need to be sad. Maybe you can Adjust your thinking and choose a path that is more suitable for you.”

"There is not much time left before the college entrance examination. In the last few days, the school decided to let you go. Students who have review experience and want to review or relax at home can go home after the party."

"Those students who feel that the school atmosphere is better and want to sit in the class can stay as usual, and the teachers are all there."

After rambling on for a long time, the head teacher on the stage suddenly stopped for a while, with kindness in his brows and eyes, looked at the students in the class from left to right, and said: "Students, the last class of the third year of high school, get out of class is over. gone."

With the teacher's soft voice, the school bell rang.

The teacher packed up the things on the podium and left the classroom.

The students were a little confused. After a pause, some people started to pack up their things and prepare to go home. Some people picked up a pen and continued to write the test paper. Cheng Jialan tugged on Song Yi's sleeve, "Squad leader, what about us now?"

"Let's go back." During the period of review, there were not many books brought to school. After tidying up, Cheng Jialan and Song Yi walked out of the school.