Blow

One kiss to get angry, no matter how bad it is, three times it will never stop.

At 06:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rings.Xia Jue got up in good spirits, full of energy, and consciously reviewed the fifty words she had memorized the night before.

Morning reading after washing, Wen Xiao asked him to memorize a text from the third volume of New Concept English: "The Escaped Puma".About [-] words, the length is too long for Xia Jue, and his oral English is not good, and he can't read it fluently, stumbling.

Wen Xiao then found out the new concept [-] and asked him to recite the [-]-word "Aprivate conversation (private conversation)".While he was reading, Wen Xiao corrected his pronunciation.

Finished memorizing smoothly and had breakfast.After eating, do dictation of words and dictation of texts, and review last night's comprehensive questions.I have to say that the learning method of "late yesterday + early the next day" has a really good memory effect.

After that, I went out at ten o'clock and jogged 600 meters in the playground of the community; I came back and started to do mathematics, until 11:30 noon, lunch break;

Math test at 01:30 in the afternoon, English listening comprehension in the first three and 10 minutes of evening self-study, and memorize words as usual before going to bed.

For 24 hours, Xia Jue was arranged clearly.

"Are you tired?" At night, Wen Xiao put his arms around him and asked, "Continue tomorrow?"

Xia Jue nodded without hesitation.

The plan Wen Xiao made for him was intensive, but layered and extremely efficient.He followed him for a day, exhaustion was inevitable, but his brain was very clear, and he was even a little excited after reciting the vocabulary, and he pestered Wen Xiao for a long time to kiss before he felt tired.

So according to this rhythm, in two and a half days, Wen Xiao took Xia Jue to go through all the subjects from science to Chinese.

Hard work and fun.Xia Jue felt that she was indeed improving, instead of being as busy as a spinning top, but always spinning in place.

On the afternoon of the [-]th, they went to school with their luggage.

Juzhou No. [-] Middle School was built in the secluded suburb of Juzhou, surrounded by two parks and facing the river.The greening inside the school is extremely particular, and the garden style, every plant and tree has been carefully matched, and each season has its own style.The most attractive thing is a large artificial lake, with golden sparkles shining in the sun, and a unique building lying on the lake, imitating the design of the Sydney Opera House.

Wen Xiao introduced that it was a music and art classroom, and high school liberal arts students basically had no chance to go there, but science students kept the art class.

Xia Jue couldn't help taking dozens of photos with his mobile phone. This was exactly his ideal high school campus.

"Put away your phone." Wen Xiao reminded him.The school does not allow you to bring your mobile phone, and it will be confiscated if found.

The two walked into the administration building.In the office, the school leaders were working overtime, worrying about the seniors.Director Lin warmly welcomed Wen Xiao back, and felt extremely sorry for his "filling in the wrong application".

"It's time to come!" Lin Dexiang said earnestly, "This time, I have to choose carefully. Don't fill in Peking University. I don't care about my second and third choices."

Like Mi Qunfei, he thought that Wen Xiao only filled in Peking University, but failed to get in, so he fell into a three-book college for no reason.Wen Xiao nodded without further explanation.

Wen Xiao's class has already been booked, so the dormitory has also been arranged, and he can check in directly.Xia Jue was taken to the exam, which was mixed in a set of papers, including language and mathematics, and the exam took two and a half hours.

Very difficult.When rewinding the scroll, Xia Jue's hands were weak and her legs were numb, and she couldn't even stand up.

——Learning is physical work.

The examination room is set up in a small classroom between two science experiment classes.Xia Jue came out to hand in the papers. It was five o'clock, and the corridor was full of students returning to school, looking at him curiously.

Juzhou No. [-] Middle School does not have a rule of wearing school uniforms every day. Except for Mondays, everyone dresses casually, but they are not allowed to dye or perm their hair or wear accessories.Xia Jue heard about Xiao, so she didn't bring earrings to school. Even so, boys with ponytails are rare after all, not to mention Xia Jue's appearance itself is very eye-catching.

"Xia Jue!" Wen Xiao came out from the class teacher's office at the end of the corridor and called him.

Xia Jue walked quickly amidst all the gazes. Along the way, many people peeped out from between the doors and windows to look at him, talking one after another.

Someone said: "Wow, that's cool!" Exclaim.

Some people also said: "Long hair, so gay." Just kidding, no malice.

Xia Jue didn't know whether they were just joking, or if they really realized that he was gay, and felt a little embarrassed.

He walked into the office, and Wen Xiao waited for the approval papers with him.

The teachers were very dedicated, and they finished the marks quickly on the spot. The results were better than Xia Jue expected, but they were still not ideal.

After discussing for a while, the head teacher of Class [-] accepted Xia Jue.This is a young female teacher named Wang Yueyun, who is the only class teacher who teaches Chinese in the whole grade.

It was also a coincidence that Class [-] happened to be on the same floor as the science experiment class.Wen Xiao and Xia Jue thanked Teacher Wang together. Wang Yueyun knew that they came to repeat the study together, so he thought they were brothers and asked Xia Jue to learn more from his "brother".

Poor Xia Jue, brother's age, brother's life.

Then Wen Xiao took Xia Jue to the dormitory, and Xia Jue's luggage was temporarily placed there.

"Come back early for self-study," Mi Qunfei told Wen Xiao, "By the way, prepare a self-introduction."

Wen Xiao complied.

They left the office and went to the stairs.A lot of people peeked around the corner, and when they saw them coming out, they scattered.

"These brats, their skin is itchy again," Mi Qunfei murmured, walked over and yelled, "What are you looking at! Go back to the classroom!"

"The bell hasn't rung yet."

"I'm going to the toilet."

"Mr. Mi, is that Wen Xiao? Is he back?"

Mi Qunfei stared: "What is Mr. Mi, what are you yelling?"

"Oh, Teacher Mi..."

……

The atmosphere is relaxed, not quite like a senior year in high school.But this is recess, and all the entertainment races against the clock.When Wen Xiao and Xia Jue left the teaching area, the class bell rang, and the whole teaching building was so quiet that not even a needle could be heard.

Xia Jue's dormitory is one floor higher than Wen Xiao's.Wen Xiao sent him there, originally planning to help clean it up, but Xia Jue refused, not wanting to delay Wen Xiao's self-study at night.

So Wen Xiao went back to the classroom alone.

As soon as he entered the door, 42 people looked up together, with 42 pairs of eyes staring at him, including many familiar faces.

When Wen Xiao was in school, he was often borrowed by his juniors and juniors, and he basically would not reject people in matters of study. Therefore, the current seniors, that is, the former sophomores, all have a good impression of him.

Mi Qunfei on the podium stood up and said helplessly, "I'm waiting for you. Come on, let me introduce you, the newcomer—"

"My name is Wen Xiao, a repeat student, originally in Class A." Wen Xiao wrote down his name on the blackboard in a concise manner.

There was a welcome applause from the audience.

Wen Xiao was tall and had good eyesight, so he was placed in the last row.At the same table was a tall, thin boy named Du Minwen, with sharp eyes, who looked like a rowdy familiar, and took the initiative to inform Wen Xiao of the review progress in the class.

He borrowed chemistry notes from Wen Xiao back then, and they both have memories of each other.But even if there is no such thing as borrowing notes, how many people in the school don't know the name Wen Xiao?

Juzhou No. [-] Middle School has always had no shortage of top academics, but it is an exception to grow into a top student like Wen Xiao.

On high school campuses, people are very simple, and reputation is determined by three points: grades, appearance, and popularity.As long as you can occupy one, you must be famous.Wen Xiao is a rare "three good students", with balanced development in three aspects, not to mention.Even if he is polarized in terms of popularity, some people think he is pretentious, some people believe that he is really cool, the latter is more than the former.

At this time, there are still 15 minutes before the end of the first period of evening self-study. Without Wen Xiao's knowledge, he quickly exploded the entire senior high school building in just 15 minutes, and there is a tendency to spread towards the senior high school. .

——Wen Daxiaocao is re-studying for Peking University!

This news spread through the WeChat groups of each class through the mobile phones hidden by everyone.

The junior girls all expressed their eagerness to see the handsome face of the male god after class, while the junior students broke down collectively, denouncing the old thief Wen Xiao for being unkind and unrighteous, and went back to school to dig for gold four months after graduation.

In addition, there is a small voice: Our class has transferred a fairy...a man.

It's a pity that the title of "Male Heavenly Immortal" is not as shining as "Wen Daxiaocao", and this voice was quickly drowned out.

The get out of class bell rings.

Wen Xiao's right eyelid twitched.

It was like going to a fair, and girls with companions gathered at the gate of Lishi Class B. They stood at the door, looked in eagerly, and there were a wave of newcomers and a couple of waves, and a dozen or so were gathered.The bold one asked directly, "Is your Ban Wenxiao in?"

In fact, there are eight girls in Class B, and I haven't had enough of watching them yet, so I said vigilantly, "This class doesn't betray the looks of male students."

This sentence is equivalent to affirming the fact that Wen Xiao returned to school.

"I can't stand it anymore!" The front door was strictly guarded, and the back door was breached. The boy next to the door teased, "Brother Wen, pick up the guests!"

Wen Xiao was helpless.He used to be approached by people in the evening self-study class, mostly girls, most in the first year of high school, less in the third year of high school, and then everyone basically knew that he would not accept any ambiguous advances.

But it's different now, his return to school and re-study is an unexpected event, irritating, and everyone may not have any intentions, more just want to confirm it with their own eyes.

Wen Xiao got up and went out, not thinking about how to deal with it.

Fortunately, Guo Xuefeng arrived in time, frowned and asked, "Which class are you from? What are you doing here?"

The people in the corridor flinched and walked three or four.

Guo Xuefeng was Wen Xiao's former homeroom teacher and also the teacher of the third grade in high school, so he was actually very talkative.But the students in the parallel class didn't know him well, so they didn't dare to mess around.

The remaining six or seven people looked at each other on the ground, and I don't know which girl was blessed, and shouted: "Wen Xiao, come on!"

——After enlightenment, everyone immediately found their way of thinking.

"Seniors, come on! Experimental class, come on!"

"Welcome home Xiaoshen! Xiaoshen will go to Peking University!"

……

The voices came and went.

Wen Xiao was a little embarrassed to be called by all kinds of titles, but he was also inexplicably moved.He hesitated: "...Thank you, let's work hard together."

Before the words fell, something unexpected happened.

A roar suddenly sounded downstairs: "Come on, senior three! Come on, No. [-] middle school!" The teaching building trembled three times.

Then came the second sound, and the third sound, from different floors.Immediately, the sophomore on the opposite side also actively took up the challenge, shouting: "Come on, senior year! Come on, seniors and sisters! Come on, No. [-] middle school!"

Things started to get out of hand.

Between the floors and the teaching buildings, the confrontation was fierce and surging.The teacher couldn't laugh or cry, Guo Xuefeng simply let go, anyway, it was recess, and he carnivaled with these kids.

In this way, the day Wen Xiao went back to school to resume his studies turned out to be a spontaneous mobilization meeting for the college entrance examination.It wasn't until the bell rang for the second class that the frenzied shouting completely subsided.

"Brother, awesome." Back in the classroom, Du Minwen gave Wen Xiao a thumbs up.

Wen Xiao was speechless.In fact, he understands that it's not that his reputation is really exaggerated, but that he has just returned from a long vacation and returned to a high-pressure learning environment, and everyone urgently needs an outlet to vent their emotions.Any coincidence at this time may cause a sensation.

What's more, the slogan of "Come on for the college entrance examination" itself is very contagious. Everyone is not only venting, but also inspiring.

Wen Xiao was called out by Guo Xuefeng when he had a big conic section question on the position.

Guo Xuefeng taught mathematics, and he led Wen Xiao's mathematics competition.

"Are you back?" In the quiet corridor, Guo Xuefeng looked at him, "You're very popular."

Wen Xiao coughed lightly.

Just kidding.Guo Xuefeng sighed: "It's good to come back. The result of your volunteer... Let me tell you the truth, I haven't slept well for a month, and I dare not contact you to ask about the situation, for fear of irritating you even more."

"...Mr. Guo," Wen Xiao was touched by the words, Guo Xuefeng had absolutely devoted himself to him in the past three years, "Isn't it—"

"What are you sorry for?" Guo Xuefeng interrupted him, "I'm not blaming you. Scores, grades, and future are all yours in the final analysis. You must be sadder than me if you were not admitted, right?"

Wen Xiao responded against his will.

His original decision was too irresponsible. To "revenge" Wen Zhengming, he failed his teacher, Wen Rushi, and himself.

"I almost thought you were going to be angry, so you stayed in those three books," Guo Xuefeng said, "Fortunately, you didn't. That's good! Young people must have ambition, don't accidentally fall, just go I can't get up anymore. I'm happy for you that you can come back. In the next ten months, study hard in the class of 'Mr. Mi', and you will be fine next year!"

He and his students nicknamed Mi Qunfei.It happened that Mi Qunfei passed by, and he came over feigning anger and said, "Guo Xuefeng! Don't lead my student away!"

These two teachers are very familiar with each other, as always, they get along well with the students in the two classes.

This scene warmed Wen Xiao's heart.

In the past, he had no other goals except revenge for Wen Zhengming.Results and competitions are all preparations for the moment when Wen Zhengming loses his temper, but this process itself has consumed countless sweats and condensed many memories.

He couldn't help opening his heart: "Actually, I haven't thought about the school... mainly about the choice of major."

"Then what major did you apply for this year?" Guo Xuefeng was surprised.

Wen Xiao thought for a while and said, "Finance." The Guanghua School of Management of Peking University is famously high, and it would be easier to explain if he didn't attend.

"Guanghua?" Mi Qunfei understood clearly, "Guanghua is basically the No. [-] class. You have no chance to participate in the self-enrollment now. If you want to score naked, you must be among the top five in the province, otherwise you must be transferred."

The number of self-enrollment places in the No. 20 Middle School is allocated according to the comprehensive grades in the three years of high school. Wen Xiao is a repeat student and is directly excluded.His college entrance examination results this year ranked No. [-] in the province, fifth in the city, second in the school, and Chen Xinyue first.

Guo Xuefeng also said: "The top three are more stable. What else? Any other ideas?"

Wen Xiao said two things recommended by Chen Xinyue: "Computer? Communication?"

"There are quite a lot of ideas, and they are all very good," Mi Qunfei asked after listening, "What do you like the most?"

Wen Xiao was at a loss for words, unable to speak.

Guo Xuefeng and Mi Qunfei told him to take it easy and think about it slowly, they will also help with the planning, and the most urgent thing is to continue to improve his grades.

[-]:[-], self-study next night.

After all, it was his alma mater, and everyone got acquainted quickly. A few classmates asked Wen Xiao to go back to the dormitory together.Wen Xiao said something was wrong and went to class [-] to find Xia Jue.

Xia Jue just walked out of the classroom door, and the two met face to face.

Wen Xiao was taken aback: Who is this little bald head?

The author has something to say: the writing is quite nostalgic.

Preparing to sing: I haven't been in the third year of high school for many years, I don't like the curve of mathematics?~

ps. Xiao Xia didn't really shave her head.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: Mo Xiang guessed 6;

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Mo Xiang guessed 2;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottle of stable soup;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!