Chapter 93

"Test paper."

In the classroom on the fourth floor, there was the sound of paper flying, and the students passed the test papers in their hands backwards. There was no other communication in the classroom.

The frozen red palms were hidden in the warm cuffs, and the snow was blowing outside, making the faces of every student in the classroom look a little stiff.

The snow fell very early this year, and in early November, the blizzard came, which seemed to herald an extremely cold winter.

Liu Zhibin was walking around the class with his hands in his pockets. This group of students, whom he has been taking for three years, will soon be disbanded and headed for a different future as their teachers. , Head teacher, Liu Zhibin hopes that everyone can achieve excellent results in the college entrance examination in the coming year, but the reality proves that it is impossible, some people are bound to be disappointed, he does not feel disappointed, just worried about the future of those students who can't find the way .

"During two classes, do it well, this is a mock exam paper for the college entrance examination, don't cheat, no one cares how much you score in the test, this is a chance for you to know your current ability, yes, no, no, I don’t care what happened in the past, this time if you copy it, fill in the wrong application, and report the wrong school, it’s your own business.”

The college entrance examination is strict, and there is no chance of plagiarism. No one should think that they have the ability to cheat in the examination room. As a teacher, Liu Zhibin hopes that this test can measure the real grades of every student in the class, but it is necessary to cooperate or not. Looking at his students is self-conscious.

Liu Zhibin walked to a desk, stopped, lowered his head, nodded on the desk, and whispered, "Write well."

At the desk sat Cheng Yan, one of his most unfortunate students. Cheng Yan had just filled in his name when he heard this. He looked up and saw the expectant eyes of the old class, and nodded earnestly.

Now he is not the troubled teenager he used to be. Now he has grown up, made some progress, and has made great progress. Cheng Yan is a top student. Yan's performance can be seen in their eyes, and teachers of various subjects also reflect that Cheng Yan has made great progress. His progress is obvious to all from teachers to classmates.

I'm not afraid of those who can't learn well, nor those who don't want to learn. What I'm afraid of is those who can learn well, but don't want to learn. It's a pity that as a teacher, he knows too much. He wanted to pull Cheng Yan again and again. Going ashore was of no use. Now he figured it out on his own. No matter what the reason, Liu Zhibin had high expectations for him.

The exam environment was good, no one was talking to each other, and the old class had listened to the words of the old class. This time the college entrance examination mock paper exposed many people's true nature. Some people's hard-to-maintain academic tyrants collapsed. The teachers of various subjects were amazed, and some climbed to the top Top of the list, a turnaround against the wind.

"Cheng Yan?" A surprised voice sounded in the office, the female teacher wearing glasses helped the frame of the mirror and walked from one desk to another, "The first is Cheng Yan? Where's Li Xiaoxiao? ?"

"Look, this time I watched it myself, focusing on him, and I definitely didn't cheat." Liu Zhibin smiled, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"This kid has been very motivated since the second semester of high school. I know that, but it's a bit scary to rush to the first place in such a short time." The female teacher checked the math paper, and other teachers also gathered around, looked at the paper, and clicked nodded.

"If you have a foundation, you can learn quickly." The female teacher put the paper back, and couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.

"He has always been good. The teachers who took him before told me that he has a good foundation. He used to get full marks in the math test, but then he went downhill." My teacher, every teacher mentions this student that he has a foundation and is smart, but he is ambitious and does not study hard.

"I can't understand the child now, and so does one of our class," said another teacher who was revising the test paper. "That's really smart, but he doesn't study. He usually sleeps a lot in class. If you ask him questions, he can still solve them. Come out, it's amazing."

"There have always been people like this. Which class didn't have two like this when I was a child?"

"Indeed, how did your student figure it out? Can you let him teach those in our class? I'm almost nervous after the college entrance examination."

Liu Zhibin said with relief: "Who knows, I said a few words to him, it's useless, he cares about the students themselves."

This was recognized by the teachers.

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After the exam, Cheng Yan did not go back to the dormitory, but went to the express station. The snow was still fluttering outside. Cheng Yan was wearing a padded jacket and a hat on the back of his neck. His face was flushed red from the cold. It was very dazzling in the white expanse, and the shoes stepped into the snow and made a "creaky" sound.

On the way to the courier station, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind. Cheng Yan was surprised that if he was wrapped like this, how could anyone recognize him? When he turned around, he saw Zhou Xikuo.

"You all know this?" Cheng Yan's mouth was steaming hot, and the ice and snow quickly melted.

"It's you when I see the back," Zhou Xikuo looked at him up and down, "Wear it so festively."

It's really pretty. Cheng Yan's skin is quite white, and the red color complements his vigor. The hat is pressed tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes stained with wind and snow.

"I didn't buy it." Cheng Yan looked at the padded clothes on his body and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Take the courier, are you?"

"Me too, let's go together."

The two came to the express station together. When it was snowing, there were not many people in line, and not many people came to pick up the express. Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo chatted while queuing.

"How's the school team going?" Cheng Yan hasn't paid attention to the news of the school team for a long time. Since he quit, he has been so full of life that he doesn't have time to care about other things. No chance for breath.

"Just like that, there is no vitality in the last session," Zhou Xikuo sighed. "After the vice team left, I feel that everyone is a little slack. If things go on like this, we won't be able to hold the league competition next year."

"How could it be?" Cheng Yan's eyes were a little worried. He still cared about the development of the basketball team, or the reputation of his school. Chengnan had won the championship status for many years.

"Team Zhu and Master Wang have also tried their best. There are some great ones, but there are not many. We are not as good as the last one, and the next one will not be as good as us. Needless to say, there is no need to say the result." Zhou Xikuo's tone was full of sighs. .

Cheng Yan didn't know what to say to comfort him. If this is an established fact, then there is no way to change it. Each term has its own mission. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, other schools must also have their own mission. It's time for the situation to rise again, Cheng Yan and Zhou Xikuo, as senior three students, can only watch this unsatisfactory result.

After queuing for a while, when they arrived, Cheng Yan reported the number. Zhou Xikuo was behind him. The two took the package and went out. Zhou Xikuo looked at the two big boxes in his hand and asked, "What did you buy?"

"I didn't buy it, someone else sent it to me." Cheng Yan put the two boxes on top of each other. He couldn't wear a hat when he went out. He had no hands to use. Zhou Xikuo thoughtfully lifted the hat for him and put it on his head. , Cheng Yan smiled at him.

"Go, go back to the bedroom." Zhou Xikuo said.

Back in the bedroom, Cheng Yan, who was covered in snow and wind, pushed open the door with difficulty and put things on his desk. The bedroom was quiet and someone was taking a nap. Cheng Yan carefully opened the box.

It was a pair of shoes, plush, with his fingers rubbing against the soft fluff, Cheng Yan opened another box.

He thought that the box should also be something similar to shoes, no, but a pair of delicately packaged gloves, padded with shredded paper, and a sachet, which looked more expensive than cosmetics.

Cheng Yan took out the pair of gloves. The blue and white gloves covered each finger in all directions. There was a little penguin printed on the back. It could be worn by both men and women, and it was very comfortable to touch.

Cheng Yandai felt it in his hand, then picked up the phone with the other hand, took a photo, and sent it to someone.

received.

The person on the other side didn't reply, so he should be busy. Cheng Yan took off the shoe box, took out a shoe, and tried it on the chair.

There are sticky notes on a table, all English words and mathematical formulas. There is no computer. Books, textbooks, and some materials borrowed from the library are piled up in the corners. People in the dormitory always joke about Cheng Yan's The location can't be approached, all of them are spells, and it will give you a headache at a glance.

After Cheng Yan sat down, he took out a book with a pen and a notebook in it. Every book has its own function. There is absolutely no book that has nothing to do with the knowledge of the college entrance examination, because being immersed in this environment for a long time, Cheng Yan has Yan's heart also settled down, calmed down, as if he had changed a person, maybe because he really grew up this year, not only in age, but also in his soul, now he is a reliable adult.

Just as he was about to study, the screen of his mobile phone lit up.

Xu Yi's text message.

- Are you coming to play today?

Cheng Yan and Xu Yi also knew each other. Almost no one in Heiba ​​did not know him anymore, but he seldom went there after playing the provincial game. Xu Yi would ask him every two days.

not going.

Xu Yi [OK];

Cheng Yan [En];

Xu Yi [high and cold like this];

Cheng Yan [? ];

Xu Yi always said he was cold, but Cheng Yan didn't think so. He just chatted briefly with Xu Yi. He couldn't bear the word "cold", but when he wanted to refute, he swiped the chat on his mobile phone, but there was really no refutation. chips.

He doesn't plan to participate in any competitions this year. He doesn't have time to devote his mind to other things and do what he can. Right now, this goal is enough for him to pursue. He doesn't want any accidents. Calm down and focus on his day day-to-day status.

"Old Cheng," Guan Di on the next bed held his cheeks and looked at Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan met his gaze, and Guan Di sighed, "Can you please stop us?"

Cheng Yan turned his head and didn't answer him, and continued to review and brush the questions.

Guan Di looked up to the sky and sighed: "Is there anyone in charge? Such a good person is still working hard, but I am sleeping hard!"

Zhang Teng waved his hand: "Add 1."

Qu Tao: "Don't worry, you are not good because you don't work hard."

Guandy concluded: "Me and four of my bad roommates."

Cheng Yan didn't listen to what they were talking about at all. Now he has been able to keep his ears out of the window. At first, he would answer a few words from them.

After he finished reciting a knowledge point, the screen of the mobile phone just turned on. Cheng Yan saw the information interface and quickly unlocked it.

Does it fit?

Cheng Yan unconsciously smiled at the screen.

- Fits well, soft and comfortable.

——That’s good, didn’t look at phone outside just now, and there’s been a blizzard in your area recently, so don’t go out.

I know.

- Wear thicker.

- know.

Cheng Yan typed quickly, cherishing every second of chatting time, which was a little comfort for him who was about to suffocate after the sea of ​​questions every day.

- Do you miss me?

- Do you have to ask it every day?

Um.

think.

- What do you think?

- Think today more than yesterday, and think tomorrow more than today.

Cheng Yan has used this answer countless times, just like he listened to Song Yu asking him the same question over and over again, distance creates beauty, and different places will only increase the concentration of passionate love.

——Don't catch a cold, don't get sick, this winter is very cold, don't pursue demeanor rather than temperature.

Cheng Yan has become accustomed to the words that his elders have told countless times every day, but he never resents them. He misses people far away.

- What am I going to wear? From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, which one has not been put on according to your old instructions? And this red padded jacket, which I wear hot in class.

- how nice.

Then a text message followed.

- This is my first winter away from you. It's very cold. This time next year, I hope to hold you.

Cheng Yan was silent for a minute in front of the screen, and suddenly came up with an idea.

——Do you know what "hug" means in Japanese?

do not know.

Cheng Yan laughed and didn't explain much, just put two fingers on the screen to make affirmative words.

- This time next year, I will definitely be in your arms.

- You must be able to hold me.