Let go of the past

In late January, the final exams came as scheduled, and the students held back their restless hearts and savored the last darkness before dawn.

After the first Chinese test in the morning, everyone went to the cafeteria to have lunch. Afterwards, some went to the playground, and some went back to the dormitory. Only a very small number of students went back to the classroom step by step, chatted and rested, recharged their batteries, and waited. With the coming of the next exam.

"Li Ziqing!" Xiao Kaicheng rushed in from the front door of the classroom, slapped the table, and said excitedly and admiringly: "Dude, you are so good! You actually won the third grade in the competition!"

"What the hell?" Several other people in the classroom looked over in surprise and admiration after hearing this.

Wang Dawei was sitting on the table chatting with the people in the back row. At this time, he also turned his head to look at Li Ziqing, and said in disbelief, "So awesome?"

"That's not true." Xiao Kaicheng was so happy that he seemed to be the one who won the award. "Although he is a third-year junior high school student, he can get this result in the first year of senior high school. It is really amazing. There is also Yu Bo in our school. , but he is a senior in high school," Xiao Kaicheng patted Li Ziqing's shoulder, with the tone of an old mother looking at her son: "When you are in your third year of high school, you will definitely be better than him."

Li Ziqing was not very surprised, because he already knew the grades a few days ago, but Xiao Kaicheng didn't mention Ji Bing, which surprised him a little, because according to the grades Ji Bing told him before, it is estimated that he can directly enter the country training team.

"What about Ji Bing?" He asked casually, "Did he also take the National One, or did he enter the training team?"

Xiao Kaicheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There is no Ji Bing, only your and Yu Bo's names are on the bulletin board."

Li Ziqing couldn't even understand such a simple and straightforward literal meaning for a while, and asked reflexively: "Did you not read the whole thing?"

"It's impossible," Xiao Kaicheng said, "I have 2.0 eyesight in both eyes. I really don't see Ji Bing's name."

Wang Dawei, who was behind him, interjected lazily, "That's the time to fail the ranking, who hasn't stumbled before."

Li Ziqing stood up slowly, bypassed Xiao Kaicheng and hurried out, with an unbelievable tone: "I'll go and have a look."

Xiao Kaicheng groaned, and chased after him, but Li Ziqing ran up as soon as he left the classroom. Xiao Kaicheng was shocked by his abnormal excitement, and watched him dumbfounded as he was about to disappear at the corner of the stairs, in a hurry He pulled up his legs and chased after him.

Li Ziqing took a deep breath, and ran to the bulletin board in the hall on the first floor of the teaching building in the blink of an eye. After lunch, there were many students walking back and forth. Floating on the surface, thinking that nothing has to do with oneself.

When Xiao Kaicheng chased after him, Li Ziqing was standing firmly in front of the bulletin board, staring at the only two names on the honor roll without blinking, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the third one.

"Did the school forget to post it?" Xiao Kaicheng also had to be suspicious. After all, Ji Bing ranked first in all exams this semester, and his strength far surpassed that of No. 2, which is obvious to all. .

"Impossible..." Li Ziqing muttered to himself, and slowly clenched his fists with his hands beside him. He couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment, was it the anger of being deceived?Or should we celebrate the joy of victory?

Xiao Kaicheng was observing Li Ziqing's expression, unable to understand his inner thoughts, so he had to suggest: "Why don't you just ask Ji Bing, isn't the relationship between you two very good? Find out if he made a mistake in the question." , or the competition committee made a mistake, this is a national competition after all, it’s not a joke.”

Who said no?

This is a national competition, and the result will directly determine whether you can get a stepping stone to several prestigious universities in China. Even if you want to study abroad, there is no harm in getting a national ranking in the finals.

How can it be child's play?

"I'll go find him." Li Ziqing replied indiscriminately, turned around and was about to leave, but was held back by Xiao Kaicheng, reminding him: "If you want to ask questions, there is no rush, there is an exam in the afternoon, and I will wait until the evening self-study." Ask."

Li Ziqing looked up at the electronic clock on the bulletin board, and said to him: "There is still half an hour, there is still time."

"He's not in the classroom, where do you go to find him?" Xiao Kaicheng said earnestly: "Believe me, if you really make a mistake, Ji Bing is more anxious than you."

Li Ziqing didn't answer, and was about to withdraw his arm when Xiao Kaicheng shouted in surprise: "Xie Jiaqi!"

The girl whose name was called turned around and looked over, her eyes swept over Li Ziqing and landed on Xiao Kaicheng, and asked in a flat tone: "You called me?"

"Ah..." For the first time, Xiao Kaicheng recklessly struck up a conversation with a girl, and she was still at the level of a goddess school beauty. After his head became hot, his blood quickly cooled down. He scratched his hair in embarrassment, and asked her embarrassedly: "That... Do you know where Ji Bing in our class is right now?"

"Are you looking for him?" Xie Jiaqi asked back.

"Yeah," Xiao Kaicheng's tail was about to wag behind him, he pointed to Li Ziqing beside him, and hurriedly explained: "Li Ziqing has something to do with him, if you know where he is, please tell us."

Xie Jiaqi turned her eyes to Li Ziqing again, her voice was clear and pleasant, and her tone was gentle and soft, she said flatly, "He's in the principal's office."

Xiao Kaicheng was a little startled, but after a while he reacted, and said with a final word: "Sure enough, the results of the competition were wrong." He turned his head to look at Li Ziqing, and said to him, "Let me just say, Ji Bing must be better than you." Still in a hurry."

Xie Jiaqi smiled, but her eyes were cold. She stared at Li Ziqing without squinting, and said, "No, he is being scolded."

Li Ziqing looked at her in silence and did not answer.

"Ah?" Xiao Kaicheng looked astonished, and quickly asked, "What's going on?"

Xie Jiaqi then turned her gaze back to Xiao Kaicheng, and pointed her chin in the direction of the bulletin board, "Everyone is surprised, why he didn't get the ranking."

"That's right," Xiao Kaicheng seemed to be incarnate, "Why?"

"That's because he didn't write the last two big questions of the written test and the experiment."

Xiao Kaicheng was so startled that his eyes were about to fly away: "Ah? Why didn't you write?"

Xie Jiaqi smiled, "I don't know, you're self-willed, you boys are often ridiculously naive." She turned to Li Ziqing, her eyes darkened, and the smile on her mouth gradually cooled, "You think so, Li Ziqing? "

In the principal's office, dressed in a purple cheongsam, Ji Mu, who has a pretty face and a graceful figure, is sitting on the principal's seat behind the desk. Her long black hair is tied behind her head and tied into a meticulous bun, and her porcelain-white skin It seems to have been coated with a layer of high-quality glaze, revealing a coldness that does not eat human fireworks.

Directly opposite, Ji Bing, who was across the table from her, had the same charm in his eyebrows and eyes as she did, with a bit of indifference and coldness.

After a long time, the deadly air was finally broken by Mother Ji, her eyes shook, and she said as if reading from a script: "Your father is visiting abroad and can't come back for the time being. He asked me to ask you, is it the same as doing this this time?" Silently defying him?"

Ji Bing stared at his mother's exquisitely carved and beautiful face for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and answered irrelevantly, "That's right, anyway, you don't have any opinions."

"Ji Bing!" The principal standing beside him scolded, "Why are you talking to your mother?"

"What does it matter?" Ji Bing glanced at his principal's uncle, and said carelessly, "She's used to it, what kind of affection does a vase need?" He looked at Ji's mother, "Are you right, Mom?"

"If you don't want to communicate with me," Ji's mother took out her mobile phone from her satchel almost without hesitation, and said calmly, "I can call your father now, and you can talk to him directly."

Ji Bing suppressed his smile, as if looking at a stranger. After a while, he shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy, let's fight."

"Sister," the principal interjected at the right time, and after singing the red face and the bad face, he patiently comforted him: "Ji Bing is a self-disciplined and excellent boy, there is no need to use such extreme methods to solve problems."

"It's because he doesn't want to communicate with me." Ji Mu stated the facts lightly.

Ji Bing sneered: "Aren't you just a mobile phone? Have you ever met anyone who can talk to a mobile phone?"

"Ji Bing!" The principal yelled again and frowned: "Can you respect your mother?"

"Respect is mutual." Ji Bing answered calmly.

The principal was speechless. After all, Ji Bing and his mother had a frozen mother-child relationship, and he had also seen Ji Bing grow up since he was a child.As an educator, he admits that he very much disapproves of the morbid way of educating his nephew by his brother-in-law and sister, which is too authoritarian and harsh, yet emotionally free.It can be said that Ji Bing is very free in this family, but at the same time he is not free. His freedom is based on being squeezed out by his father's supreme power. Ji's father drew a circle for his son. It's okay to act recklessly, once you get out of the circle, no, Ji Bing can't get out of the circle, unless he is willing to give up the comfort, protection, wealth and glory that this circle can give him.

Ji's mother put the phone back in her bag, paused, and changed the subject: "I heard from your father that you asked him for half a year and wanted to stay in China."

"Correct."

"why?"

"No reason," Ji Bing said casually, "It's just that inertia is against him."

"But if you go abroad, won't you be more free?" Ji's mother's expression showed a little confusion, and finally a look other than indifference appeared on her expressionless face.

"Really?" Ji Bing said: "Your view of your husband's behavior is rather optimistic. Many times, I really envy your innocence."

The confusion in Ji's mother's eyes intensified, she lowered her head, as if she was thinking, and raised her eyes after a while, as if she had prepared a plan in her heart, she said to Ji Bing: "Your father, he just wants his son to become a dragon."

Ji Bing was amused by her feeble defense of her husband after she had been thinking about it for a long time. He laughed so hard that his body swayed, and then his eyes were covered with frost, and he said slowly to his mother: "No! , he just wants to control too much."