Cannon fodder please stop tea talk

In September, the weather is still hot and dry.

The electric fan in the classroom was squeaking, the cicadas outside were squeaking, and the high school students who hadn't recovered from the excitement of the holiday intertwined into a noisy chorus.

"You also chose liberal arts?"

"Aren't I bad at physics?"

"I didn't expect that, I think you're good at physics."

"That's the result I got from studying the questions every night until I vomited. Now I have decided not to embarrass myself!"

"Hey, have you heard that Jiang Nanshu also chose liberal arts?"

"Impossible, he has such good grades in science, didn't he also participate in the physics competition last year?"

Generally speaking, students with good grades in science and liberal arts will tend to choose science. After all, science has a wider range of choices when applying for college entrance examinations.It can be seen from the number of liberal arts classes and science classes. There are a total of [-] classes this year. After the second grade class, there are ten science classes, but there are only four liberal arts classes.

Throughout the first year of high school, Jiang Nanshu never stepped down from the No.1 position, and everyone agreed that he would choose science when classifying.

"Why are you lying to me? I just went to Lao Zhou and saw the shift list on the table."

"Then Lao Zhou must be so happy, he found a treasure. But why Jiang Nanshu chose liberal arts, I really don't understand."

"Who knows, the idea of ​​learning the gods is something that mortals like us can figure out..."

"Keep your voice down, people are coming."

The noisy voices in the classroom paused strangely for a moment, and everyone looked up at the boy at the door.

It is also a school uniform, simple gray trousers, and a white shirt with a hard texture. Jiang Nanshu can wear it with a proper and elegant charm.

The sun is glaring, the cicadas outside the window are still noisy, everything is dry and warm.Only the boy standing at the door was cold, and the air around him was cold, and even his voice seemed to be frozen in midair.

Jiang Nanshu completely ignored the strange and still atmosphere and walked in.

The classroom where the pause button was pressed moved again, and no one greeted Jiang Nanshu, not even his classmates in the first year of high school.

Jiang Nanshu found his desk, the last row by the window, with bad sightlines but very quiet.

The position at this time is temporary, and the head teacher will come and reassign after a while.

However, as the number one in the grade, there is always some preferential treatment. In the communication with the class teacher before the school started, Jiang Nanshu expressed his meaning.He doesn't want to be at the same table, but wants to sit alone.

The number of people in class one happened to be odd, so the head teacher Lao Zhou naturally agreed to his small request.

"Jiang Nanshu, come here."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses stood at the door and waved.He got up, nodded, walked over, followed Lao Zhou into the office next door.

"Teacher Zhou."

Jiang Nanshu stood in front of the desk, still expressionless, with a very respectful and polite tone.

"Nan Shu, how was your vacation?"

"Well, during the summer vacation, I have almost previewed the curriculum for the second year of high school."

"Okay, okay," Lao Zhou said with a smile all over his face, very satisfied with everything in Jiang Nan's books.

He picked up the cup, took a sip of water, and asked hesitantly, "It's like this. I don't think you have any friends to talk to. Why don't you let He Shanshan be at the same table with you? She has been in the fifth middle school since junior high school, and she is very popular. It would be nice to make friends with her and get involved in high school life!"

The words were tactful, but Jiang Nanshu knew the reason for Lao Zhou's back-and-forth.

He Shanshan is the daughter of the vice-principal. She made this request, and Lao Zhou naturally wanted to save face.From Lao Zhou's expression and eyes, one can see his embarrassment.

Jiang Nanshu lowered his eyes and said softly: "Mr. Zhou, I don't need a deskmate or a friend. The impact of classmate He Shanshan on my study is far more than helping me. You probably don't want me to get grades because I'm not used to having a deskmate. descend?"

Lao Zhou wanted to persuade him again, but he only listened to Jiang Nanshu's polite words.

"Mr. Zhou, I still haven't finished a question just now, and I want to go back and continue."

"……,go Go."

Lao Zhou watched the handsome and upright young man leave, took a sip of water from the thermos, "Oh——"

"Hey, Lao Zhou, Jiang Nanshu has already been assigned to your class, so why not be dissatisfied? He is the only one who has a chance of winning the first prize in all these years." The teacher next door said.

Lao Zhou smiled, and was a little distressed, "This kid is good at everything, but he is too withdrawn. I haven't seen him get close to any classmates for a year in school. I talked to him about college volunteers and other things. He I only say that I have a goal, and it’s not easy to communicate..."

After the class meeting, Jiang Nanshu made a few papers in the classroom before going home.

When he left, the school was almost empty.Along the long corridor, at the corner, he heard his name.

"Jiang Nanshu again? Shanshan, you... well, what's wrong this time?" The boy's voice sounded, as if he was comforting the crying girl.

He Shanshan sobbed and said, "He said that his deskmate would disturb his study."

"You should be glad you didn't sit at the same table with him, that man Jiang Nanshu...is unlucky."

He Shanshan raised her voice, "Chen Xueli! What nonsense are you talking about! I will be angry if you say that again."

"Hey, don't be angry, it's true. I just inquired from the experimenter. Didn't he go to junior high school in the experiment? He came to us because he didn't perform well in the senior high school entrance examination."

Everyone in Fifth Middle School knew that Jiang Nanshu Elementary School and Junior High School were experimenting, the best school in the city, and a key school in the province.And the fifth middle school is not a good school in the city.

"Maybe he fell ill during the senior high school entrance examination."

Chen Xueli: "That's not true. His parents died in a plane crash during his senior high school entrance examination. I heard from his cousin that this person is unlucky. He can't control the people around him. Even his grandma doesn't want to live with him. Grandpa died of a heart attack..."

Jiang Nanshu was half leaning against the wall at this moment, waiting for the two people in front of him to finish discussing matters related to him.He was obviously talking about him, but he didn't show any expression. He even took out a book and started to read it.

The rumors Chen Xueli said were somewhat true, but not entirely true.

He failed the high school entrance examination, but it was not because he failed the entrance examination that he came to the fifth middle school to study in high school.

The experiment left him.Jiang Nanshu's grades have always been good, and he has always been ranked first. Naturally, the school will not let this kind of good seedlings be lost to other schools just because of a single defeat.Coupled with such a big incident in his family, he is not to blame for his abnormal performance.

The school leaders quickly negotiated a plan. Jiang Nanshu paid a sponsorship fee and stayed in the experimental high school.As for the money, it is not really collected. With Jiang Nanshu's strength, he will definitely be able to get the school's special scholarship in the first year of high school, and the sponsorship fee will be returned.

The preferential treatment for him is that borrowers cannot enter key classes, but Jiang Nanshu can.

But Jiang Nanshu refused, not because his grandma took away all the compensation money, nor because of self-esteem.

He just finds it troublesome.

Staying in the experimental middle school, you must face intentional or unintentional comforting eyes, as well as extra attention from the teacher.When others endow him with emotion, he must respond with a certain amount of emotion, otherwise he is ignorant of the world.

Just like now, he waits here and does not go out, not because of fear or escape, but because of trouble.

Jiang Nanshu felt that showing emotion was a waste of time when it was not necessary.

Like this moment.Chen Xueli's words were full of malice, but he was not angry.

It is better to do a few more questions than to spend time and energy being angry for someone who is not worth it.Brushing the questions can bring about an increase in the score, but getting angry gets nothing and only brings trouble.

He is sensible enough to not get angry after weighing the pros and cons.

However, after years of farce, there are some sequelae.He is afraid of the real, flesh-and-blood life.

Jiang Nanshu doesn't like people. Whether it's positive or negative, human emotions make him feel troublesome, so he retreats.

Only those straight and cold words, or the cultural relics displayed in the glass cabinet that are lifeless and emotionless but tell a long story, can bring him peace of mind.

Jiang Nanshu has already set his future direction, archaeology.So he never talked about it, he knew that once he said this wish, it would bring some little troubles.

At least Lao Zhou should have repeatedly tried to persuade him to change his mind. After all, archeology is not a career that can get ahead in the public opinion.

He has already planned his next life path, and it will not change due to external factors.

The archeology department of some universities offers both arts and sciences, but Jiang Nanshu still chose liberal arts.If he chooses science, he needs to spend a lot of time on brushing up questions, which are not very helpful for his subsequent university studies.

For liberal arts, Jiang Nanshu can read a lot of literature and books, which are not only useful for the college entrance examination, but also accumulate knowledge that will be helpful for future studies.

Jiang Nanshu turned a page of the book, listening to Chen Xueli's maliciously distorted rumors, his heart was not disturbed.

Nothing to do with him.

The only small trouble was that it took him a little time.By the time Jiang Nanshu arrived near his home, the sky had already darkened.

The street lights were a bit dim, and there were very few people living in the compound, which looked dilapidated.

Many years ago, this place could be called a high-end community in Lizhou.However, under the washing of time, the community has also become obsolete, and its vitality seems to be submerged in the noisy turbulence of time. Only the trees that block the sky can still show a little breath of life.

Jiang Nanshu's home is a small two-story building in the middle of the compound. It is a single family and a small courtyard, quiet and quiet.

A few steps away from the gate of the courtyard, Jiang Nanshu stopped and glanced at the small courtyard next door.

The camphor tree in the courtyard was already higher than the roof, completely covering the two-story building behind the tree.He didn't move, and there was no expression on his face, just watching.

Jiang Nanshu thought of Ji Fengmian, his only friend, a former friend.

He doesn't reject recalling the past, nor does he reject remembering some beautiful emotions.

The small courtyard in front of him once held the best memories of his childhood, the two kind old people, and the little boy Ji Fengmian who patted his chest and promised to be his brother forever.

A very good and nostalgic past.

His parents are busy with work and are not at home all year round. It is this small courtyard that makes Jiang Nanshu realize the warmth of a family, the affection from the elders and the friendship from Ji Fengmian.

A friend, he once had it, he will not regret it, and he will not want to have it again.

Jiang Nanshu smiled briefly, then looked away, ready to leave.

"Meow--"

Sure enough, the meowing in the morning was not an illusion. Jiang Nanshu stopped and called softly, "Mimi?"

All cats can be called "Mimi".What's more, he is still a cat sucker.The stray cats nearby like him very much. As long as he calls Mimi, some cats will come out of the bushes to pet him.

This time is no exception.

Not long after, the leaves of the camphor tree moved, and two green lights reflected from the gaps.

"Meow--"

It turned out to be a black cat.The talent of the abyss cat is that it can perfectly blend into the shadows, and the street lights are dim. If it didn't show up voluntarily, no one would be able to find the trace.

Just now Jiang Nanshu stared at the camphor tree for a long time, but he didn't find a cat hidden in the shadow of the leaves.

"Where's the little cat?" Jiang Nanshu rarely smiled on his cold face, "Mimi, come here."

"Meow--"

The cat let out a coquettish cry, its furry feet were eager to try, stretched out to explore in the air, and retracted again.

"Can't come down?" Jiang Nanshu asked.

Of course the cat won't answer.He didn't need to answer, he hung his schoolbag on the branch beside him, and with a kick on his hands, he climbed up the tree cleanly.

The black cat was not afraid of people, and when it saw Jiang Nanshu reaching out his hand, it didn't resist, and was obediently carried off the tree by its neck.

The black cat's body was a little dirty, as if it had rolled in the mud, and some of its fur had clumped together.It's not surprising that a stray cat that doesn't get along well will not be too clean.

He put the cat on the ground, held it gently, and checked the cat for any injuries.

The black cat seemed to like Jiang Nanshu very much, and without any precautions, it fell down and turned its belly out, meowing to please him.

"Ok?"

Jiang Nanshu looked at the little bell of the black cat, and said softly, "In this yard, cats with balls are not allowed to appear."

He likes cats, but he also knows the ecological damage caused by stray cats. What he can do is to prevent the cat population here from increasing too fast.

The best way to prevent the rapid increase in the cat population is to neuter and seek adoption.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Nanshu got up with the cat in his arms, and walked out of the compound.

The author has something to say:

The voluntary application for the college entrance examination system is not completely in line with reality. It serves the plot, so don't take it too seriously.