SAYE

Once Valentine's Day is over, the last bit of cheerfulness in the classroom before the college entrance examination will disappear.

Without topics such as who is going to be with whom, who will go to the festival, etc., the chat is quite empty.

The atmosphere in the classroom is slowly sinking. The top students are studying, and the middle and upper class students who want to give up are also gritting their teeth to listen to the class. Some who want to give up but feel a little unwilling will listen and sleep for a while, and some who have given up completely A few didn't even come to class.

I saw Lao Xu wandering around outside the classroom all day long, the front door face, the back door face, the window face, as long as the eyes looked out, he could see Lao Xu's face eight out of ten times.

Let alone Xueba thin, Jiang Cheng felt that Lao Xu had lost a lot of weight, his face was shaved off.

"Did Xu get face-lifting injections?" He whispered, "Why is he so thin?"

"Don't worry about it," Gu Fei glanced at the front door, "I've been looking for underachievers for conversations and home visits these days, and it's almost time to find top students in these two days."

"I have nothing to talk about," Jiang Cheng said, "There are not many people in the whole city who can work harder than me."

"He's more stressed than you right now," Gu Fei smiled, "I just missed taking the exam with you."

Jiang Cheng looked at the half-faced old Xu by the front door. Old Xu tilted his head and nodded at him. The expression on his face was instantly full of passion. Jiang Cheng quickly nodded too, afraid that his nod would be too late. Old Xu Neng grabbed the door frame and raised his arms and shouted.

When there was still a week before the first model of No. 100 Middle School, Pan Zhi sent over the questions for the first model of the attached middle school. In order to be [-]% accurate and prevent himself from accidentally seeing the questions, Pan Zhi sent the questions this time to Gu Fei. on the phone.

In the attached middle school, the questions were written by himself. Although Jiang Cheng felt that he had worked hard on the revision, he still wanted to make a comparison.

"I just went to print it out?" Gu Fei said.

"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I'll start doing it in the past two days."

"Isn't it too strenuous to take such consecutive exams?" Gu Fei asked, "And...if the two scores are different, will it affect your mood?"

"Are you afraid that my score in the attached middle school paper will be lower than that of the No. [-] middle school, which will affect your mood?" Jiang Cheng smiled.

"Well," Gu Fei looked at the phone, "I took a look at the geography, it seems quite difficult."

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng stretched his waist. "It's already at this point. It's time to face the gap. I don't know where the gap is and how I will fight."

"Isn't it hard enough?" Gu Fei turned to look at him.

"I've grown up so much, the most powerful skill is hard work." Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Cheng will show you what hard work is."

Gu Fei smiled, but didn't speak.

To be honest, maybe because he lived in such an environment since he was a child, Gu Fei has never met someone like Jiang Cheng, not just a top student.

It's his whole person, the courage to go forward, the courage to face it squarely, the powerful aura when he gives it a go.

Like the hottest sun in summer, it burns away all auras.

Gu Fei has never seen such a person before, nor did he think that he would meet such a person one day, let alone leave such a deep imprint on his life.

After school was over, Jiang Cheng did not leave the school. Now there will be a teacher sitting in the classroom to give lectures in the evening self-study. Although Jiang Cheng didn't seem to ask the question, he still finished the evening self-study in the classroom every day.

From school to evening self-study to the end of the last section, after returning home, I will continue to review until almost two o'clock.

Gu Fei left school to print papers. When he passed by a pharmacy, he turned in and wanted to buy a few boxes of ginseng tea. During this period of time, among the students who worked a little harder in the class, several fell ill, and some had a fever. Those who have a cold, although Jiang Cheng's physical fitness is very good, but his desperate state has continued from last semester to now, and he is too tense.

"Mr. Xu, I suggest that you should rest more, your health is important." Gu Fei heard a sentence as soon as he entered the pharmacy, and when he turned his head, he saw Old Xu standing over the traditional Chinese medicine cabinet.

"Now I'm leading the third year of high school, and there are still a few months left. After they pass the exam, I will be relieved." Old Xu said.

"It's not me, it's just our No. [-] middle school, you worry so much, you can't pass a few exams," the pharmacy owner said while fetching medicine for Lao Xu, "Look at my son, he passed the exam last year. I don’t want to ask him to repeat it.”

"Hey, some kids can't force it," Lao Xu smiled, "But this year, there is a good seedling in my class who is absolutely heavy on capital. The city champion is no problem, and the provincial champion may have a chance."

"Mr. Xu, I didn't realize that you are also a good braggart." The boss handed the packaged medicine to Lao Xu.

"I'm not bragging," Old Xu waved his hand, "You'll know when you see it."

"If this is true, is it the first heavy capital in the history of No. [-] Middle School?" the boss asked.

"That's not right!" Old Xu raised his head proudly, and walked towards the door with the medicine in his hand.

Gu Fei hesitated for a moment, followed Old Xu and called after Old Xu: "President Xu."

"Hey," Old Xu responded before turning around, "Gu Fei? Why are you here...are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, I'll buy Shiquan Dabu," Gu Fei looked at the medicine in his hand, "Your medicine?"

"Ah, I'm fine," Old Xu smiled, "There's always something wrong with getting older."

"Just passing fifty is considered old?" Gu Fei said.

"I just can't sleep a little bit," Lao Xu sighed, "Neurasthenia, insomnia when a little stressed, take some medicine to recuperate."

"Those who pass the exam will definitely pass the exam, and those who fail the exam, you can't sleep for him, and he won't pass the exam," Gu Fei said, "Why are you so worried."

"I don't want to worry about it either," Lao Xu looked at him, "Just like you... Oh, you guys, you will never know the teacher's painstaking efforts, I wish I could take the exam for you, one by one, not at all. Seek to improve."

"Hurry up and go back." Gu Fei turned around and prepared to enter the pharmacy, "Take your medicine."

"Gu Fei," Old Xu called out to him, "Recently, you and Jiang Cheng are reviewing together, right?"

"...Mmm." Gu Fei responded.

"How is he doing now? I want to talk to him after checking his score after the mock-up is over, maybe he's under too much pressure." Old Xu said.

"You've been working so hard all this time, don't worry," Gu Fei said, "You... relax, you're as thin as if you've had face-lifting injections."

"Slimming needle?" Old Xu was stunned, "What is it?"

"It's just an injection in the face, and your face will look smaller." Gu Fei said.

"So amazing?" Lao Xu laughed, "Then Teacher Lu should get an injection. He has gained weight recently."

"Go back to eat." Gu Fei entered the shop.

"Slimming needles? Is there such a miraculous thing?" Old Xu smiled and left.

After buying Shi Quan Da tonic, Gu Fei went to print out the test papers, bound each copy, and went to Wang Xu's house to pack a few pies.

"You have to drive faster," Wang Xu said, "otherwise the skin will collapse and it won't smell good."

"En." Gu Fei responded.

Since the night of Valentine's Day, Wang Xu has become very mature, stable and deep, as if he had eaten a pig, and he has lost the vigilance he used to have when he spoke.

Looking at it, I don't know whether it is growth or depression.

"Do you want to bring some mutton soup?" Wang Xu asked, "I'll give you a thermos."

"Alright." Gu Fei nodded.

Wang Xu gave him the soup.

"You..." Gu Fei hesitated, "Are you going to self-study?"

"Da Fei," Wang Xu looked at him, "don't you think this question is cruel to me?"

"...Oh." Gu Fei also looked at him, thinking that Wang Xu would be able to write a poem about broken love in a second, so he quickly got his food, "I'm leaving."

Wang Xu sighed behind him.

When I arrived at the classroom, it was not time for evening self-study. There were only four or five people sitting and reading in a classroom.

Jiang Cheng was buried in a large pile of review materials and he couldn't even see his head. When Gu Fei walked to the table, he didn't notice it either.

Gu Fei opened the pie bag and put it on his table.

After a few seconds, he saw that Jiang Chengzheng's scribbling pen obviously paused, and then quickly turned his head.

"Nose is good." He whispered with a smile.

"Damn it," Jiang Cheng swallowed, and grabbed a pie with his hand, "I'm so hungry that my palms feel cold."

"The skin isn't soft, is it?" Gu Fei sat down.

"No, it's very delicious." Jiang Cheng chewed off half of it in two mouthfuls. "Have you printed out the test paper?"

"It's all done," Gu Fei shook the thick document bag in his hand, "Which one should I do first?"

"According to the standard order," Jiang Cheng said while gnawing, "What's in the thermos?"

"Mutton soup." Gu Fei said.

"Quick," Jiang Cheng's eyes turned green, "Hurry up and have a bowl."

Gu Fei poured him a pot of lids, Jiang Cheng's hands shook when he took it, he was a little amused: "As for it?"

"The pie and soup from Wang Xu's house are simply delicious." Jiang Cheng said.

Yi Jing, who had been sitting in the front row with her head bowed and reciting books, turned her head and looked behind.

Gu Fei exchanged a glance with her, and she smiled.

"Fuck?" Jiang Cheng noticed Yi Jing's movement, and whispered while lowering his head while gnawing on the pie, "Did Wang Jiuri, the boneless one, tell her?"

"Probably not, she smelled the fragrance." Gu Fei picked up the pie and shook it at Yi Jing. Yi Jing laughed, shook her head, turned around and continued to endorse, "Wang Xu is still very good at this. Stubborn, the kind that would take at least a week of fighting before rebelling during the Anti-Japanese War.”

"His kind of week that is useless at first glance has already been killed," Jiang Cheng sighed, "Is he still like that? The look of being broken-hearted?"

"Well," Gu Fei took a pie and ate it slowly, "I don't even know how to talk to him anymore."

"He should learn from Pan Zhixue." Jiang Cheng glanced at Yi Jing, "Uncle Pan has been dumping people for years, just like eating and drinking. If he didn't tell you, you wouldn't know anything about him. When did we talk and when did we break up again, scumbag."

"Sooner or later someone will be able to cure him." Gu Fei said with a smile.

"I'll just wait and see," Jiang Cheng said, "The day he frowns because of a broken relationship, I'll definitely laugh on the sidelines for 180 days."

Gu Fei had fun while eating, laughing for a long time.

Jiang Cheng started to spend his evenings doing model questions in the attached middle school, and every day for self-study, he went back a class earlier and asked Gu Fei to invigilate the exam for him.

"The papers will be handed out now. Please keep quiet and don't whisper," Gu Fei said as he took out the last English paper from his file bag. "The exam time is 120 minutes. Don't be nervous, review the questions carefully and arrange your time reasonably. ..."

He put the paper in front of Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng took the paper, first wrote his name, and then began to flip through it quickly.

Gu Fei sat aside, took out his phone and started counting the time.

This is the last set of papers in the attached middle school. He scanned all the papers he did before and sent them to Pan Zhi, who then printed them out and asked the teacher to judge the papers.

Sometimes Gu Fei could feel the pressure on Jiang Cheng, just copying this set of questions in the attached high school would be quite motivating. Jiang Cheng's former head teacher, Lao Yuan, even called several times.

The expectations of these people are full of pressure.

However, Jiang Cheng's condition is not bad, his self-confidence in studies can withstand these pressures.

Awesome, boyfriend.

Gu Fei raised his mobile phone and took a photo of Jiang Cheng's back, who was buried in the questions.

The model questions in the attached middle school were quite difficult. After Jiang Cheng finished, he felt a little bit lost in his heart, but he was still calm. No matter how well he did this set of questions, at least he could know his gap. As long as the college entrance examination does not start tomorrow, He still has time.

One day before the No. [-] middle school model, Pan Zhi sent Gu Fei the results of several subjects and the total score.

"Will you look at the results after this exam?" Gu Fei asked.

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Pan Zhi said it was awesome." Gu Fei said again.

"As long as I'm not lower than him, he'll say it's awesome." Jiang Cheng smiled, "I actually just want to see how far I've been since I've been here for a year, so I can keep track of it."

"Well," Gu Fei lay down on the table, looked at him sideways, and took out two small bottles with different shapes from the drawer, "Come on, drink up these two brothers."

"Why does it feel like drinking it several times a day?" Jiang Cheng took it and drank it in two gulps. Gu Fei bought a few boxes of health care medicines such as refreshing the brain and improving immunity for him to drink every day. "Didn't you drink it in the morning?" ?”

"Twice a day," Gu Fei said, "Looks like I really need to drink it. Now my brain is enough for review, and I can't fit a single thread in."

Jiang Cheng held the two small bottles and laughed for a long time: "Can you hold a lot of threads in your mind?"

"I can't pretend anymore," Gu Fei sighed, "My mind is all about you now. That day when Er Miao asked me how much seven or nine is, I had to recite it from four to nine to answer."

Jiang Cheng put away his smile, and quietly touched his leg: "Thank you for your hard work."

The one-model exam in No. [-] Middle School finally made people feel nervous. Instead of taking the exam casually like usual exams, people from several classes were mixed together.

Jiang Cheng was surrounded by people he didn't know, and when he turned his head to the right, he couldn't see Gu Fei's familiar side face, and couldn't see him bowing his head to answer questions by drawing lots, which was quite unaccustomed to him.

But this time the exam used the uniform papers in the city, because Jiang Cheng felt that it was a little easier because the questions in the previous attached middle school were at the bottom.

That's the difference.

Jiang Cheng listened to the echo of this sentence in his mind while answering the paper.

Some people leave the examination room ahead of time for every exam, and those who usually give up, are now just going through the motions to prove that they really can't solve the questions.

Jiang Cheng basically had enough time, but he still checked repeatedly until the last second. At this time, there is no need to pretend to be forceful.

What made him gratified was that Gu Fei, who was taking the exam in the next classroom, didn't hand in the papers ahead of time, and he didn't draw lots to answer the questions either.

"You really didn't draw lots?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"No," Gu Fei said, "At least I want to show my boyfriend some face. After studying with him for so long, wouldn't it be embarrassing to draw lots for the exam?"

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes.

"Isn't it?" Gu Fei smiled, "Take me every day to pump your back."

Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue, but still didn't speak.

"Did you think you did it without anyone noticing?" Gu Fei asked.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say. Looking at Gu Fei's appearance, he seemed to have noticed it long ago, and he didn't seem to be dissatisfied with his behavior, but he didn't dare to admit it easily, "It's not very common to twitch your back. one thing?"

"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei stretched his waist and stretched his arms, "You look cautious..."

"Since when did I become cautious?" Jiang Cheng interrupted him.

"I'm very touched by your cautious look." Gu Fei insisted on finishing his sentence.

Jiang Cheng paused for a moment, then sighed: "Just be careful, it's my boyfriend after all, and I don't have the time to care about someone else."

"Someone cares so much about me." Gu Fei put his arm on his shoulder, "It still feels very different."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.

Gu Fei was talking about himself, but Jiang Cheng had the same feeling.

Who cares about whom is actually a very difficult matter.

Everyone is longing for it, but not everyone can wait for that contribution.

"Your previous score," Gu Fei took out his phone, "Would you like to read it now?"

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng was pulled back by Gu Fei's words, "Did you go to 630?"

Gu Fei didn't speak immediately, he frowned: "Pan Zhi's words are really unreliable."

"628, it's good," Gu Fei clicked on the voice message from Pan Zhi, and put the phone to his ear, "Listen to him."

"Old Yuan said that he didn't finish the review, and this time the judgment was very strict. His paper was also judged according to the strict judgment. I checked the ranking, and the total score is fourth, only two points lower than the third. According to his previous level, it is basically the same, and he has not regressed. Also, this time he has not been deducted points. You know the shit-like characters he used to write, and his writing doesn’t look like shit anymore. I am reviewing While practicing calligraphy, do you think he is very good?"

Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue and returned the phone to Gu Fei.

"How about it? The paper is already difficult, and the sentence is strict." Gu Fei said.

"How much is the first place?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"637." Gu Fei glanced at him.

Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue again.

After pausing for a while, he clicked his tongue again, and then he clicked his tongue out of control, from the classroom all the way to the school gate, he clicked his tongue more than 80 times, and his saliva felt dry.

"Is your tongue okay?" Gu Fei sighed.

"It's ten minutes away," Jiang Cheng said.

"Nine points." Gu Fei corrected him.

"Nine points, one question." Jiang Cheng frowned, "This is the gap."

"There are still more than two months." Gu Fei said.

"Fight it." Jiang Cheng waved his arm.

Only Gu Fei could understand Jiang Cheng's phrase "I fought hard".

After all, Jiang Cheng No. 648 High School had a total score of [-], ranking first in the city, and Lao Xu was so excited that his lips trembled on the podium.

Only Gu Fei knew that for Jiang Cheng, the papers for this exam were not difficult, and even if their high school was the best in the city, it was impossible to compare with the previous attached high school.

According to Jiang Cheng's standards, he still needs to fight.

It's a very simple word, but it's quite scary to do it.

Gu Fei always felt that Jiang Cheng's state was already working hard, but he didn't know that he could work harder.

In fact, the time spent reviewing each day has not increased, but it is obvious that Jiang Cheng's attention has become more concentrated, and the time spent on him while reviewing has been greatly reduced.

Even when eating supper, the eyes will stay on the book.

This kind of Jiang Cheng made Gu Fei feel surprised and proud, but as the days passed, he felt more flustered.

This is the gap.

Jiang Cheng said something like this.

For Jiang Cheng, the gap refers to those points.

For him, the gap is much more complicated.

If you want to trace the root of this gap, you will go all the way to the depths, and finally you will find that the gap is already there from the root.

These gaps, as time goes by, as the environment changes, and as the people around you change, they will increase little by little, one year, two years, three years... maybe in the end it will become just a matter of two mutual The gap that cannot be filled by the emotions of the high school students who rely on it.

"Gu Fei." Jiang Cheng put down the book.

"Huh?" Gu Fei looked at him.

"Pinch your neck." Jiang Cheng smiled.

Gu Fei walked up behind him, squeezed his neck up and down: "Is it here?"

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng lowered his head, and touched the book again, "it's comfortable."

"Have a break?" Gu Fei asked.

"Just resting." Jiang Cheng retracted his hand again, and after a pause he tilted his head, "Hey, I'm asking you."

"What?" Gu Fei ticked his face.

"Are you in a bad mood recently?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Is there?" Gu Fei smiled, "Do you still have time to experience this?"

"No?" Jiang Cheng looked back at him.

"No," Gu Fei said, "I'm just...a little nervous."

"Why are you nervous?" Jiang Cheng was a little at a loss.

"It's hard to say," Gu Fei thought for a while, "After all, I am also a person who is going to take the college entrance examination."

"Damn," Jiang Cheng was stunned, then turned his head and laughed for a long time, "Why are you so unbelievable when you say that?"

"Then you believe what I say." Gu Fei also smiled.

"You said you liked me," Jiang Cheng raised his head and leaned on his stomach, "I believe it."

"I like you," Gu Fei looked down at him, "Super Invincible Thunderbolt and Thunderbolt like you."