don't force me

The next day, the city's rankings were released, and Du Xuan ranked 68th in the city.

Lin Tingan stood in front of the bulletin board on the third floor and looked at this 68. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to stand in this position. The whole city, 68!

If I can get 168 in the city, my mother can distribute wedding candy all over the community. If I get 68, I might have to set up a greenhouse with running water seats.

Lin Tingan felt from the bottom of his heart that learning to such an extent was beyond the reach of human beings. Probably, when God created human beings, he paid special attention to them. Some people have good brains, such as Du Xuan, and some people have good looks, such as himself.

Lin Ting'an expressed warm congratulations to Du Xuan at the door of the classroom in Class [-] of the third grade, and Sun Rui laughed beside him: "Du Xuan, is this your fanboy?"

Du Xuan pointed to Sun Rui, and said to Lin Ting'an, "This kid's Chinese is ten times better than mine."

"Ah!" Lin Tingan's eyes on Sun Rui changed. It's amazing that a boy can learn Chinese so well.

Sun Rui laughed out loud.

Du Xuan asked: "The final exam is three weeks away, Lin Tingan, have you reviewed it?"

Lin Tingan frowned and thought for a while: "There are still three weeks, so why worry?"

Sun Rui said a little enviously: "Look at this mental quality, it's on par with Du Xuan."

Du Xuan smiled: "My mental quality has always been very good."

Du Xuan's psychological quality is indeed very good, and she was quite happy when she returned home with this result.After carefully reading the results of each subject, Zhou Man asked, "Mathematics and physics are still not good, but how did you pass the Chinese test this time?"

"I checked the question wrong." Du Xuan said, "It's the first time I take a mock exam of this scale, and I'm a little nervous."

"What can we do?" Zhou Man said worriedly, "I've never tried a wrong question before, why did this kind of problem happen when I saw the most critical moment?"

Du Xuan reassured her mother: "It's okay. It's a good thing that something went wrong now. There is still time to fix it. I've been practicing reviewing questions recently."

Zhou Man worriedly asked if he wanted to enroll in another "composition class", and Du Xuan comforted his mother: "Farewell, my current review pace is pretty good, adding another class will disrupt all the arrangements, and I will be more careful when the time comes." Trouble. I'll adjust it myself."

"But, this is a big problem. If the composition is off topic, then the whole paper is finished?"

"No." Du Xuan said, "Believe me, I've never gotten such a bad test. It's just an accident."

Zhou Man looked at his son: "Xiaoxuan, you have to fight hard and study hard. Your father and I work hard to make money outside every day, isn't it all for you? Don't forget, we have agreed, you go The middle school attached to the Normal University, and then take the central financial examination, and then go abroad to study for a degree. If you want to come back, before your father retires, you can meet some people and find you a good job. Don't worry about it."

"Mom, if you want to study finance and economics, you need to be very good at mathematics." Du Xuan struggled and said tentatively.

"So," Ma Jing grabbed Du Xuan's shoulder and shook vigorously, "You have to work hard, mom is reporting you for the winter vacation class these days, now you have to fight, and if you register late, there will be no places. "

Du Xuan nodded, went back to her bedroom with her schoolbag in her arms, and took a long breath.

He lay on his back on his bed, held up the Chinese paper and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing as he looked at it.He turned over and threw himself under the quilt, muffled his laughter in the quilt, and knocked on the radiator with his fist.The heating pipe made a muffled sound of "clang".

Du Xuan seemed to find pleasure in it, knocked again, and knocked again, the more she knocked, the happier she was, until the heating pipe came back with a "clang".

Du Xuan shrank his neck, only then did he realize that his stupid behavior would affect the neighbors upstairs and downstairs. He turned over and got up smiling to do his homework.

After a while, the phone vibrated twice, and Du Xuan found out that it was a text message from Lin Tingan: "What are you doing?"

Du Xuan: "Do your homework."

Lin Tingan: "Why don't you reply to WeChat?"

Du Xuan: Wait until I change my phone.

Du Xuan took out a smartphone from the drawer, put the card in it, and opened WeChat.

Du Xuan: What's wrong?

Lin Tingan: Why do you still want to change your phone?

Du Xuan: I usually use a non-smart phone.

Lin Ting'an: It's really troublesome.By the way, why are you knocking on the heating pipe?

Du Xuan: ...

Lin Tingan: ...I thought you were looking for me?

Du Xuan: Are you fascinated by spy movies?I'm looking for you, won't I call you?

Lin Tingan: Hahaha, this is so exciting.Did your mother tell you that you didn't do well in Chinese?

Du Xuan: Yes, but they didn't hit me.I can still go downstairs and run 100 meters.

Lin Tingan: My day!No talk, goodbye!

Du Xuan smiled and put the phone aside, thinking that this exam was the most comfortable and fun exam since the third year of junior high school.

Lin Ting'an was a little upset, the final exam was coming soon, so he could ignore the rest, he had to look at Chinese anyway.Reluctantly, he took out his Chinese documents, planning to memorize the classical Chinese and ancient poems he owed for a semester first.

The first article I opened was "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring". Lin Tingan felt dizzy when he glanced at it: Everyone said "it's not enough for outsiders", and he wrote so much for future generations. It's really dishonest to be a man!

When going downstairs in the morning, Du Xuan saw Lin Tingan leaning against the corridor, holding a Chinese book in his hand and muttering words.

"What are you doing?"

""Peach Blossom Spring"," Lin Tingan glanced at it with disgust, "it's so long, how do you memorize it?"

"Is it still long?" Du Xuan said, "I'll let you see "The List of Teachers." He took out "Catalogues Required for High School Entrance Examination" from his schoolbag and spread it out in front of Lin Tingan, "Come and open your eyes."

Lin Tingan looked at the pages of the book like a ghost: "Are you sure this is to be memorized? Memorized? Memorized?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you probably don't know what you're going to face in the second semester of the second year of junior high school?" Du Xuan turned the book two pages, "Look, your "Yueyang Tower" and "Drunkard Pavilion", are you surprised? Not surprisingly?"

Lin Tingan's body shook twice, and he fell directly on Du Xuan's body: "Dead, dead, let me sleep peacefully."

Du Xuan supported him, and knocked Lin Tingan's head with the spine of the book: "I have to recite it even if I die, and I will have time to die after I recite it."

"It is foreseeable that I will have a broken leg after the final exam."

Du Xuan thought for a while: "No, don't worry. I guarantee you will pass."

"Really?" Lin Tingan stood up straight all of a sudden, "Can you let me pass?"

"Almost, I don't know exactly how bad your Chinese is, but even if you fail, it won't be too bad."

"How to do it?" Lin Tingan tugged on Du Xuan's arm nervously, "You must let me pass, my mother promised me to take me out during the winter vacation if I passed."

Du Xuan thought for a while: "Memorize the dictation first, there are three weeks left, you should memorize "Peach Blossom Spring" and "Humble Room Inscription" this week."

Lin Tingan flipped through the book in his hand: "OK."

"Then draw all the new words and idioms of modern Chinese, and sort out all the common words."

"..." Lin Ting'an stammered, "All of this...will... be finished in...one week?"

"How long does it take to draw words? After two evening self-study, I can finish the drawing."

Lin Tingan gritted his teeth: "Okay, just listen to you once."

On Friday, Du Xuan picked up a "little monk" who was chanting scriptures in the corridor.

"Have you memorized it?"

"Let's get together..." Lin Tingan said with a bitter face, "Can't the ancients speak well?"

"Recite it," Du Xuan took the book from Lin Tingan's hand, "Go to school, just memorize these two articles, let's start!"

Lin Tingan swallowed and spat: "In Taiyuan of Jin Dynasty, people in Wuling fished for a living. They walked along the river, forget...forget...forget..."

"Stop it, I don't have meat and bones here."

Lin Tingan gave Du Xuan a push: "Go away, I'm just stuttering, what I remember, isn't it 'forgetting the distance of the road'?"

Du Xuan laughed: "Quickly recite."

When he walked to the school gate, Lin Tingan happened to memorize both articles "forgetfully".Du Xuan said, "Are you busy on Sunday afternoon? If you have nothing to do, go to Penumbra, and I will give you the key points of the physical examination."

"Pass pass?"

"No guarantee." Du Xuan said, "But it's definitely better than the naked test."

Lin Tingan thought for a while: "Why do you go so far? Why don't you just go to my house?"

Du Xuan: "Are your parents at home?"

"Yes, if not, who will cook for me?"

Du Xuan said, "Then go to Penumbra, shall we go?"

Lin Ting'an sighed: "Go, go, oh, it's really aggrieved to ask for you, my mother likes you so much, what's so terrible about you being favored more than me?"

Du Xuan didn't bother to talk to him, and waved his hands up to the third floor. Lin Tingan walked into the class dejectedly and said to Han Mo, "I won't play golf on Sunday afternoon."

"Why?" Han Mo said disappointedly, "I've already made an appointment, don't you like to play ball recently?"

"Oh," Lin Tingan lay on the table, "I found a Chinese tutor."

On Sunday afternoon, Lin Tingan reluctantly turned out the Chinese document: "You won't let me write a composition?"

Du Xuan: "Don't worry, I have to read after you wrote it, I'm not that self-abuse."

Lin Tingan felt relieved: "I invite you to drink milk tea."

Lin Tingan waved for someone to order food, and it was still the young man who walked over.Du Xuan felt a little embarrassed, and hoped that this person would forget about herself.

The young man smiled and said, "Do you still drink orange juice?"

Du Xuan...

"Two cups of milk tea." Lin Tingan said.

"Okay." The young man walked back to the bar.

Lin Tingan leaned over and asked Du Xuan, "Do you order orange juice every time? Are you familiar with him? How many times have you been here?"

Du Xuan opened the Chinese document: "Yes, I'm not familiar with it, twice."

"Then how did he know you ordered orange juice?"

"He has a good memory, unlike you, who memorize a text for a week, and forget half of it after a Saturday."

Lin Tingan scratched his head embarrassingly: "Isn't this the 'short-term memory method'? It's usually like this. Before the exam, you memorize it desperately, and forget it all after the exam."

Du Xuan pointed to the book with a pen: "Look, listen."