I have a date with math

Tuesday, May 2019, 5, sunny.

Countdown to the college entrance examination, 31.

When we went back to the dormitory at night, we saw many male students gathered at the door of the opposite dormitory. Xiao Xiao always liked to join in the fun, so she leaned her head over and asked, "What's wrong?"

I heard some noise in the middle of the crowd, as if there were crying and comforting voices from a few people. Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Xiao's voice of inquiry became much quieter. He asked, "Why is Lu Jun crying?"

The big man was sitting in the dormitory crying, and there were a bunch of men handing out tissues, comforting and comforting.

"Hey...what else can I do, it's a month away from the college entrance examination, so I'm under a lot of pressure," Ju Dingliang, who answered him, also answered him in a low voice, "I've also heard that——Didn't he do poorly in the mock exam this time? I called his dad and told him that he might have to repeat, and then he was scolded by his dad on the phone, and now he is sad."

A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but he doesn't reach the sad point.Originally, I was under a lot of pressure in the third year of high school, and my family members didn't understand me. It's normal to be sad.

Xiao Xiao scratched her head and whispered, "My dad doesn't dare to scold me now, and he doesn't even dare to ask me about my grades. He heard that there are a few people who jump off buildings in our school every year, so I'm afraid I won't be able to think about it."

Ju Dingliang nodded deeply, and said, "My parents did too—that is, my parents told me to get up early when I went home. When I came home on May [-]st, guess what? They didn't wake me up at noon, afraid that I would be hungry and brought lunch to my bed, I was so flattered at that time... probably this is the pinnacle of my life."

But every family is different. Some parents are more sensible, while others don't understand the situation of their children at all.They only know that it is hard for them to work and earn money, but they don't know that it is hard for their children to study in school.

Xiao Xiao took a look at me who didn't intend to join in the fun, and Mathematics walked into the dormitory, and ran over to tell me about it.

"Repeat... Instead of thinking about that, let's sprint hard in the last month," I put down my schoolbag, and said while taking the materials, "If you don't work hard in the third year of high school, you will be a brother in the fourth year. Xiao Xiao, you are the same, study hard."

If people always leave a way out for themselves, they will not know what it means to sink the boat.At the end of the third year of high school, when the pressure was too great, I slackened and thought about repeating the study, and there would be no miracles.

"Second year of high school lays the foundation, senior year 985! What's wrong with repeating, do you look down on repeating?"

"Then you plan to repeat?"

"...No, after all, the third year of high school is too hard, who would like to come for an extra year," Xiao Xiao said with a smirk on her face, "But if I fail in the college entrance examination, I will repeat it—my dad is different from his dad, He still wants me to repeat it."

I sat down and looked at the math materials I had taken out, propped my head up, and thought of my dad coming.

When my father is good, he is very good; when he is not good, I wish I had nothing to do with him.When I was in elementary school, if the Chinese topic was "my most beloved person", I would definitely write about my father.

But the older I get, the weaker my relationship becomes. If I encounter such a topic again, I will hesitate to write about it.

Did I change, or did he change?

I shook my head, then looked at Xiao Xiao, and said with a smile: "I am different from his father, if you dare to repeat, I will sever the father-son relationship with you."

Xiao Xiao also smiled with me, the knuckles of her fingers creaked.