Iron tree might as well bloom

In order to look more student-like, Lin Xinglang shaved his beard and shaved his head, making him feel much more refreshed. Seeing his youthful look in the mirror, Lin Xinglang compared his scissors hands to the mirror: Today is also full of energy boy!

Lin Xinglang, who rejected his grandmother's offer to send him to school, took the bus by relying on his memory, and finally returned to his high school - Wading High School.Wading High School has a history of [-] years, and it is the best business card in this humble county. It not only brings together the elites in the county, but also many top students from other places come here to study, so the annual enrollment rate is also very high. dazzling.Excellent schools attract excellent talents, and excellent talents in turn create excellent schools. This is a virtuous circle.

Since his grandmother was a teacher, the original owner Lin Xinglang had good grades since he was a child, and he maintained his outstanding grades until he entered the wading. The test scores of this time also appear to be mediocre.

Entering the classroom, I found that the students in the classroom were all writing with their heads down, and no one cared about Lin Xinglang's arrival.Lin Xinglang found a seat and sat down. Du Yunfei, who was at the same table, seemed to sense movement beside him. He stopped to look at him, stared at him for a while, then nodded to Lin Xinglang, and said, "Here we are." Then he lowered his head again. Busy writing tutorials.Lin Xinglang couldn't believe it, in this world, the children study too seriously!

Lin Xinglang was not allowed to think too much, so the class teacher came in.The head teacher is a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a general belly. He is nicknamed "Fat and Thin". He is in charge of teaching Chinese. This is his class.Seeing the head teacher spitting all over the stage, Lin Xinglang recalled his high school days in his previous life.In a lifetime, there seems to be no time when so many people worked hard for the same goal, except for the third year of high school, and I was lucky enough to be able to relive it again.After crackling the class, when the get out of class was about to end, the head teacher asked the class representative to collect the homework.Speaking of the representative of the Chinese class, she has a lot of background. Her name is Jian Qing, and she is recognized as the beauty of the wading school. Many boys in the school fall under her pomegranate skirt. It is said that in the three years of high school, countless people have been rejected by her.Unfortunately, the original owner, kid Lin Xinglang, was not spared either.The night before he couldn't think about it, he waited for Jian Qing to finish his duty, stopped Jian Qing at the stairs, and had a conversation. As for what he said, Lin Xinglang didn't know, because the original owner seemed unwilling to mention it and didn't want to talk about it. Did not give this memory to him.Lin Xinglang only knew that it was not easy, but he was also willing to respect some privacy of the original owner, and he did not want to delve too deeply into it.Classmate Jian Qing went to Du Yunfei to collect homework, Lin Xinglang took a peek curiously, his black ponytail was tied behind his head, revealing his fair-skinned little face, big eyes with double eyelids and willow eyebrows, small and straight nose, tightly pursed Tight and thin lips, a typical beauty, her slender figure could not be concealed even by her baggy school uniform, and she exuded a haughty and stubborn temperament.No wonder people liked her so much. Lin Xinglang, who was sitting next to her, saw that she seemed to be about to collect her homework, so she said in a low voice, "Sorry, I just came here today, and I haven't done my homework yet." Jane listened to this , Only then did I notice that Lin Xinglang was sitting next to her, her eyes were very complicated, even Lin Xinglang couldn't see what kind of emotions were mixed in it.She was stunned for a while, and then replied: "Oh." Then she went to collect homework from other students.

During the evening self-study, the math teacher came, and when he entered the door, he held a thick stack of test papers in his hand, and began to hand out: "Come on, simulate it, I will collect it in an hour and a half."

Lin Xinglang took the test paper, browsed it roughly, and found that most of the test questions were very simple, only a few of them were indeed forgotten, and he could still do it after doing it. He found the status while writing, and gradually lost himself. "Stop writing! The paper is handed in!" The time passed in a blink of an eye, and the math teacher began to collect the paper.

When the bell rang, Lin Xinglang couldn't help feeling a little tired.Although I sit all day, my hands and mind are never idle. This is the third year of high school.After a day of listening to lectures and reviewing, Lin Xinglang also had some understanding in his heart.There are still three months before the college entrance examination, and the teachers of all subjects are doing the final sorting out, connecting the knowledge points together.He was a top student in his previous life, but after all, it has been a few years. The review at this time just took him through all the knowledge points in high school, strengthened his memory, and awakened his long-lost high school knowledge.He also checked the admission scores of Mingde University at home, and felt that although it was difficult, it was not impossible. The key was how he made good use of the three-month sprint.

It seemed that he was about to go all out, Lin Xinglang sighed, this is not an easy turnaround.The first step of genius, max out the exercise bank!One word, do it!

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