Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

bedroom.

Meng Xi pushed Song Huai's arm, "Okay, don't hide, I can see that the corners of your mouth can't hold back."

Song Huai paused for a second, then turned back expressionlessly, "Is there any?"

"...You turned your face and didn't recognize anyone, right?"

Meng Xi didn't like this, and went up to grab his head with one arm, "You are so skilled at crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, handsome guy, when you are admitted to Tsinghua University, will you not want me as a boyfriend?"

Song Huai groaned twice, and finally gave up struggling, and the two fell onto the low bed behind the desk in a fight.

Xu Huifang just replaced the big-brand mattress, and the quality is not bad.

Meng Xi felt as if he was sleeping in cotton. He twisted into a comfortable position and poked Song Huai who was half lying in his arms with his fingertips. "Isn't it easier to know that your father didn't want you?"

Song Huai was silent for a while, then nodded, "Although I was surprised that they chose to divorce, but thinking about it carefully, it is also expected."

"You expected it." Meng Xi said bitterly, "I thought your eyes were smeared ten layers thick with ink, so you couldn't see how scumbag your father is."

"He's not good enough, but I think..."

Song Huai murmured, "My mother still loves him too."

With a ding, the antenna above Meng Xi's head instantly caught signs of depression, and he immediately said, "Stop it, can you stop being so big? Your mother hasn't even said that it's because of you that you got the divorce, so you're going to take the blame yourself." Buckle it?"

"Your mother is a lawyer, even if she's not in charge of divorce cases, she's seen a lot in the office, right?"

Meng Xi said, "This kind of thing can only be seen clearly by outsiders. You may be able to count it as an opportunity and a fuse, but in fact, just like your father said, they are like a cracked egg. At first everyone Don't pay attention, but the cracks are getting bigger and bigger, even if you don't miss the egg and drop it on the ground, you can only end up broken in the end."

Song Huai didn't speak.

Everyone understands the truth, but how many people still have a bad life?

Seeing that he obviously didn't listen, Meng Xi couldn't help but patted his head again, "Don't think about it, I think it's a good decision for the two of them to divorce now. You see, your father hasn't considered it for more than ten years. Based on your mother's and your feelings, if your mother hadn't insisted on getting a divorce this time, he probably wouldn't be able to remember what was wrong with him, right?"

This point of view was tricky, and Song Huai, who was still a little depressed, couldn't help but raise his head.

Meng Xi also felt that his answer was very good, so he couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up, and his words became more and more sharp, "It is said that only those who lose are cherished. In the past, he had a wife who was good at living in the hall and in the kitchen. -"

"..."

Sensing Song Huai's disapproving gaze, Meng Xi coughed, and changed his words slightly, "Go to the hall and work hard to go to the kitchen, you see your mother has a high salary, a decent job and ability, a proper working woman; you Well, the No.1 junior high school entrance examination champion in the city, but if you have anything to do with reading, there is nothing you can't learn."

"You and your mother's configuration is envied by many men. Even my dad keeps nagging me to study. Your dad is used to going smoothly and has never encountered obstacles, so he only accepts other people's efforts. So it is only natural. Only when he falls, will he know the pain and how happy it is to have someone to support him when he walks, and then he knows that he should learn to give and treat you well."

"Furthermore," Meng Xi rolled his palms into the shape of a small trumpet, and sneaked into Song Huai's ear and whispered, "I asked your father before he left, and he said that one wife and child is enough for a lifetime, no Will marry another."

Song Huai's eyes darkened, "Are you still doing this behind my back?"

He never imagined that Meng Xi could seize the time to ask this question in just a few seconds.He could imagine the embarrassment on Song Zhishen's face at that time, but he still had to answer.

"I asked what's wrong with this." Meng Xi patted him on the shoulder, with a look of fuss on his face, "How important this is, if he plans to have another child, he will just waste the experience packs of you two and give them away How can he be a cheap and good father? And I think he looks like he wants to be transferred back to China and ask for leave to come back for the New Year... It seems like he wants to chase your mother back."

"How to say?"

Song Huai lifted his spirits, "Do you think the two of them can remarry?"

Meng Xixin said how do I know, it depends on what your mother thinks, but he still tried to put it in a good way, "Didn't you just say that your mother actually still has your father in her heart? If your father can really change his ways, chances are It's pretty big too."

Song Huai breathed a sigh of relief, then thought about it, and frowned again, "Forget it, let them be happy. After all, it's their marriage, and I can't kidnap them morally."

This is what the god of learning will say.

Meng Xi was very relieved in his heart, and said a few words of reassurance, "No matter what, it won't be night all the time. If you stay up, you will be able to see the day."

Life is like this, either life kills you, or you kill life.

But no matter what, if you go straight ahead, you will always see the light.

·

Everything was resolved smoothly, and every minute and every second of the upcoming senior year was worth fighting for. Meng Xi and Song Huai ended their vacation early and returned to school to resume their studies.Song Zhishen also left on the Sunday afternoon flight, drove his son to school for the first time before leaving, and ate the first dinner with his ex-wife after the divorce.

Not long after returning to school, there was the small college entrance examination, which was not too difficult. Meng Xi had never scored 90% on the simulation questions in these two subjects. After the test, he estimated the score, and double A should be no problem.

A few days later, the school grasped the end of March and took the next month's exam. After the scores came out, Song Huai still sat firmly at the top. Pretty much the same, very stable.

The new head teacher even praised Meng Xi in the class, saying that although Meng took two weeks off for some reason, he still performed at his normal level when he came back to face the big exam. On the other hand, it also depends on the mentality and on-the-spot reaction of the test-taking students.

He exaggerated a lot, and Meng Xi, who made a small fuss, was very guilty.

The teacher in charge of the homeroom used the incident of Meng Xi to publicize the importance of mentality. She said it was estimated to be two to three thousand words. She didn't drink until the bell rang for the end of get out of class. This ideological education.

After class, Meng Xicai learned from Tian Xiaojuan that it turned out to be the same as before. There was a junior high school student who performed abnormally. She could pass the normal exam according to the usual test scores, but suddenly dropped to 288 points. Shaking, I haven't finished the second half of the paper.

After the test, people were stimulated, and after the scores came out, they couldn't even think about it. After returning to the dormitory, they jumped off the building directly.

"I heard that the dance was performed in Building 4 of the student apartment, which made the high school students in that area lose their mentality. Many people went out to study. When I passed by the office building a few days ago, I saw a newly hired psychologist sitting on duty. The second floor is not too far away, just away from a piece of lawn, and everyone is quite depressed these days."

When Tian Xiaojuan said this, her depressed mood cheered up again, "Fortunately, you and Xueshen are back, Xueshen's unshakable three-subject scores dropped 2 points from No. A shot in the arm. You don’t know how many people posted on the post bar to worship the god of learning after the scores came out, and some said that as long as the god of learning is still in our No. [-] middle school, they can all be admitted to university safely, and Pulled the table of the school's average score before and after the God of Learning asked for leave, proving that there really is a metaphysics of the God of Learning...it made me a little superstitious."

Meng Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

But after thinking about it carefully, he somewhat understood what the head teacher said just now.

It is not difficult to make a model, the main thing is to let everyone adapt to the mode of the college entrance examination.In order to give everyone more confidence, the marking teacher will also be a little more relaxed when starting.

Can drop to 288 points in one model...

Among other things, this girl's mentality in danger is really not good.

"Hey, I'm actually quite worried about this. It's the first time for us to experience the college entrance examination. We are usually at our home court and can play whatever we want. But when it comes to the college entrance examination, there is no chance to do it all over again."

Tian Xiaojuan said with lingering fear, "I heard that Chi Hui plans to participate in self-enrollment, just to secure China Southern Airlines. After he told me, I was a little ready to move. Usually my grades are quite average. If it comes to the college entrance examination, I will be nervous and perform abnormally." I know... I should have studied for a year earlier, and this year we just canceled the quota for provincial outstanding students..."

Meng Xi was in a daze when he heard it.

"...Xiao Meng, which schools do you and Xueshen plan to enroll in then? Tell me about it, so I have a good idea."

"what?"

Meng Xi blinked, and his pupils returned to focus.

He recalled Tian Xiaojuan's question just now, patted her on the shoulder, and said two words neatly.

Tian Xiaojuan was stunned, "...you don't know how to fool me, do you?"

Meng Xi didn't speak, he waved his hand smartly, turned and left.

Tian Xiaojuan was dumbfounded for a long time, and murmured, "...you really know how to think."

·

After entering the second year of high school, time flies. One day, when the head teacher walked in and wrote seriously in front of the blackboard that there were 400 days before the college entrance examination, the students who were still fighting suddenly stopped laughing.

From 400 days to 300 days is just a snap of the fingers.

In June, the Mathematical Olympiad competition held in the province will kick off. From the end of April, the students who signed up for the competition will organize and study in the school. After the competition is over, the winners will be eligible to participate in the National High School Mathematics League in October , generally speaking, the top players in the league can participate in the national finals in January of the following year.

There are more than 200 national seed players participating in the finals, and more than half of them are rushing to the top [-] places in the finals.

These [-] places mean a place for the national training team, and it also means grabbing the one-in-a-million recommended places under the increasingly stringent policy.

In the spring of 2019, the relevant departments of the Ministry of Education announced that freshmen enrolled in the fall of 2017 and later will no longer enjoy the conditions that outstanding students at the provincial level can participate in the recommendation.

Times are advancing, and education selection is paying more and more attention to the equality of the college entrance examination. In recent years, the policy has become more and more strict. Maybe next year, only the children of police heroes and retired athletes will be left.

The children of heroes and heroes can only be escorted to public security schools.

too difficult.

"Your class may be the last one that can be recommended. I heard rumors that there may be a comprehensive reform in the next year and the next year. The exams in the future will be even more difficult. This year, there are probably more than [-] applicants for the Olympiad in our school. The No. [-] middle school next door is even more terrifying, there are about a hundred of them, and the teacher can't persuade them, and they are determined to sign up."

Zhu Jun was holding the ceramic cup soaked in goji berries. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the expressionless Song Huai, and sighed heavily, "What's the use of so many people trying to squeeze this spot? It's good to be in the preliminaries. But there will be a league, and there will be a final in the league, and in the end, only 30 heads will be taken, how will the rest of them take the college entrance examination?"

Song Huai didn't answer.

Zhu Jun continued: "Of course, there are some people who want to make their resumes look better when they recruit students independently, so first apply for an Olympiad, and it is best to get a ranking in the test, and the probability of being recommended by the school will be greater at that time— —”

The bell rang outside for the end of the run between classes. Song Huai glanced out the window and suddenly interrupted him, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"..."

Zhu Jun managed to get some saliva, so he could only swallow it without worrying.

He said kindly, "The teacher just wanted to ask you what your plan is?"

Each school has a limit on the number of places recommended by the school. Although Song Huai's grades do not necessarily require them to recommend a reduction, it is best to give others a little more chance, but if you don't ask, you will give it to others...

That doesn't seem to make sense either.

So Zhu Jun summed up the opinions of the principal and teachers, and came here in advance to find out.

Song Huai understood what he meant, "I don't need to go to school, leave this opportunity to others."

Zhu Jun heaved a sigh of relief, and worried about his mental imbalance, he added an explanation to him gently, "It's not that the teachers are reluctant to give it to you. If you really need it, we will definitely give it to you. There is absolutely nothing wrong with giving the green light along the way..."

Song Huai frowned impatiently, and Zhu Jun quickly stopped talking.

Since there is no need for school promotion, then [-] out of [-] will be recommended by the Olympiad national team.

According to Song Huai's ability, Orsay doesn't have to worry too much. He really won't pass the exam. According to his foundation, he will definitely be able to prepare for the college entrance examination in time.

Of course, direct delivery is the best.

"When we dug you in last year," the director suddenly said, "We were not very happy in the past few years. Our best result was 23rd in the province, and the number of students was much worse than other schools. After your student status is transferred , our teachers are all imagining, saying that if you play steadily, the provincial champion might fall to our No. [-] middle school."

The director laughed and sighed helplessly while talking, "If you can walk this time, we will lose one champion."

Song Huai slightly raised his eyelids upon hearing this.

·

After running and running, Meng Xi was drenched in sweat. He finally got out of the toilet lined up with water and washed his hands, and was facing Song Huai who was waiting for him with an iced drink.

"The talk is over?" Meng Xi raised his eyebrows, "What did the director tell you?"

Song Huai took it with a few simple sentences, "Ask me if I want to be promoted by the school, but I refused."

It wouldn't take more than half an hour to simply ask the school's recommendation. He didn't say anything, and Meng Xi didn't ask either.

"What do you want?" He took the unscrewed drink, gulped down a big gulp, then raised his arm and wiped his mouth, sweating profusely, rubbing it into his arms, "We Xueshen recommended it directly. Okay? I don’t care about the minus point of that one at all. Who is the old pig looking down on when you ask this?”

Song Huai didn't respond, but stroked his wet hair with dry palms, and asked lightly, "What about you? Do you think highly of you?"

Meng Xi shrank immediately when he heard the words.

It is now mid-May, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there are [-] exams, large and small, during this period. Talking about the progress of the test papers makes one head and two heads.

In this high-intensity review environment, Meng Xi's grades are still stable at the level of 985211, not to mention Qingbei, even the ordinary [-] is not enough.

Looking back at Chi Hui, he was not very eye-catching at the beginning, but fortunately, he was steady and steady. Now after several exams, he can stabilize above 390. The dream of China Southern Airlines should be enough.

During this period of time, although everyone is saying that it is difficult to get a high score, the teachers still can't help showing a hint of cheer and hard work.

The fuel gauge was about to explode. I ate pound after pound of vigorous spinach, but my score just couldn't go up.

As soon as Meng Xi mentioned this, he was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, "The school won't recommend it to our school. It depends on the comprehensive results of the past three years. My first year of high school was so bad... If it is true Push me, then I don't know how many people are jealous of me."

"Why can't I recommend it to you? In terms of grades, who is progressing faster than the top [-] in your grade? In terms of qualifications..."

When Song Huai said this, he suddenly stopped and said, "No one is more qualified than you."

Meng Xi didn't notice this unnaturalness, he sighed and said: "I still think I'm just a scumbag, you dragged me to get [-] in the exam, and the others are just a fluke .And I have to add at least [-] points to my current score, and I have to work hard to get an extra [-] points to get into a relatively poor major in Tsinghua University. If I don’t pass the exam, wouldn’t it be a waste of quota... Let’s forget it.”

"What I think is, if it doesn't work, I will fill in the worst one in Tsinghua for my first choice." Meng Xi said, "I will fill in a similar one for my second choice, just a little closer to you, and try to get in the postgraduate entrance examination in my third year." you go there."

Song Huai was slightly taken aback, "...you don't want to take Tsinghua University anymore?"

"Yes I do."

Meng Xi leaned on his shoulder and spread his hands lazily, "But this is not a question that I can pass the exam on my own. I checked last year's score, and the construction class needs at least 413 points... I also did last year's test. If I can get 54 points for the real test paper, I only get 384 points for the composition. I read it, and Beijing Normal University is pretty good, but it’s really not good...just serve the children of the people.”

Song Huai frowned and said, "384 is not your upper limit, try harder—"

Meng Xi stood with his back straight, put both hands on the railing beside the corridor, and said helplessly, "Sanshui, I have worked hard with all my strength, you know."

Song Huai lost his temper.

During this period, Meng Xi went to bed at one o'clock every night, woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning, took a half-hour nap at noon, and studied when he could. Even when he was eating, he asked Song Huai to help him explain one more math point.

Song Huai felt shallow, and sometimes when he was thirsty to drink water, he could hear Meng Xi talking in his sleep.

He didn't say anything else, he was just endorsing, and what he was memorizing was still the chemical equation, Ca(OH)2+Na2CO3=CaCO3+2NaOH.

Because I didn't add a precipitation symbol to the calcium carbonate in my dream, I was fined to copy it a hundred times after I woke up.

Song Huai remained silent. Looking at his expression, Meng Xi couldn't help sighing, hugged his shoulders, and forced a smile, "...I'm just saying that it really doesn't work. Making a plan can imagine the future , but always be prepared to fail? And I still prefer to use CAD to build our home than teaching children. There are still nearly a year, and I improve one or two points every month, saying Maybe next year's college entrance examination will lead to an explosion in character, so if you pass the exam? Right?"

He still didn't mention participating in the school election.

Song Huai lowered his eyelids and forced out a half-smile, "...um."

The author has something to say: The director wanted to recommend Xiao Song to the school, and Xiao Song specially gave the school nomination for his wife, so it was useless to anyone.