dhibooks Chapter 63 High 3, come on!
Chapter 63 High 3, come on!
The next day is the day of "official holiday". When school is over, the teachers of each subject look at the students who look like little eggplants beaten by Shuang, and for the first time, they don't leave any homework.
"When school starts again, you will be the real seniors. I know you are tired, and the teacher is also tired. Every time I finish the senior year, I myself have to lose ten pounds." Qi Fangfang propped his hands on the desk, "But no matter what I’m tired, and I have to grit my teeth and suffer through it. This is the third year of high school and the college entrance examination, so there’s no reason not to go all out.”
"There's no need for you to go back to school, and the papers for the round of review have been sent out earlier, which means that you have seven days off, take advantage of these few days to rest, adjust your state, and have time to look through the books of the first and second grades. Remember memories."
Qi Fangfang looked at the students who had packed their schoolbags early, and laughed, "Okay, let's finish class."
With an order, the students rushed out of the classroom with their schoolbags on their backs. For a while, the sound of sliding tables and chairs in the classroom was endless.
"Hey!" Qi Fangfang raised his voice, "When you get home, remember to turn over the books from the next semester!"
After leaving the school gate, Zheng Aiqing saw her father Zheng Jingzhou's car, so she waved goodbye to She Jian. She Jian watched Zheng Aiqing get into the car, then turned around and bought some roasted cold noodles, and walked towards the bus stop while eating. Next, the waiting bus has arrived.
Get off at the station, there is a shroud shop just opposite, She Jian was shocked by the cool air that rushed out of the door.He bought a wad of paper money, hesitated, and bought three strings of gold ingots.
Things are packed in a red plastic bag. This kind of plastic bag cannot be degraded. It has been buried in the ground for many years, so it is regarded as a pollutant. I do what I do, because it's cheap.
She Jian thanked her, took her things and turned to the nearby vegetable market, where she bought some stir-fried vegetables and two yuan of white rice.
It was almost past five o'clock when I got home, and school ends at four o'clock during make-up classes.
The community She Jian lives in is a new high-end community. The high-rise buildings are not high-rise buildings. The buildings are exquisite and beautiful. The security in the community is also complete, and the fitness equipment is also complete. But they are all old people, mostly retired teachers and cadres. It is said that people of these two professions will enjoy preferential policies from the state when buying a house. The vegetable market not far away seems to be specially built for these old people.
"You are a bad old man, you are very bad, and you regret your moves again!" The white and fat old man flapped his cattail fan angrily. The weather was already hot, but it became hotter after shouting twice.
The beginning of autumn in early August, but it is still very hot after the beginning of autumn, and the autumn tiger in T city is difficult every year.
Sitting opposite the fat man was an old man wearing reading glasses, the glasses slipped on the tip of his nose, and he seemed to be unable to fall off, "I said it all, I made a mistake just now, and my chess fell off the sidelines." Why don't you take it back!"
The fat old man was about to die of anger, "Old Li, come and play with him, I'm leaving, go home."
When she turned around, she almost bumped into She Jian who was walking here.
"Xiao She is out of school."
She Jian nodded and said "Yes", and cleverly called the fat man "Grandpa Wang".
Afterwards, he greeted the new chess team behind him, "Grandpa Li, Grandpa Hu."
The two also greeted She Jian, "Xiao She, come and play a plate together?"
She Jian refused, "I can't do it today, I have something to do. It's 05:30, so you can go home and have dinner after playing for a while, Ang."
Uncle Hu waved his hand, indicating that he understood.
Grandpa Liu who was exercising, Uncle Sun who was walking the dog, and Grandma Wu who was picking up her granddaughter from kindergarten... She Jian greeted them one by one, and pinched Grandma Wu's little granddaughter's red cheeks, making the little girl giggle .
Although this community is full of old people, they are not dull, but full of life, which makes She Jian, who lacked the company of his parents since childhood, feel very at ease, especially in the days after old man She left.
After going home to take a shower and finished eating again, She Jian began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, and found out the physics textbook for the first semester of high school.
He got up and took a can of Coke, sat on the sofa and drank it while staring blankly. The night was blocked by the curtains, the air conditioner kept blowing cool breeze, and the lights were all on, but it made the more than [-]-square-foot loft more lonely and deserted.
She Jian hiccupped. Usually at this time, he would have to exercise, push-ups, sit-ups, dumbbells... After all, abdominal muscles, chest muscles, and biceps all need to be maintained through exercise.
Earlier Zheng Aiqing said that she likes little birds and people, She Jian imagined her weak willow Fufeng, and shuddered. In order not to become She Daiyu, he decided to silently transform Zheng Aiqing's aesthetics into a man who likes his style .
Sun Yuchang once corrected him calmly, saying that he was not changing the aesthetics, but turning people straight.
She Jian sent Zheng Aiqing a WeChat message before, but she didn't get a reply, feeling a little disappointed.
At nine o'clock in the evening, She Jian picked up the bag and pulled out a bag of gold ingots from under the coffee table.He took out one and looked at it, and found that the one he folded was much uglier than the ones bought in other stores, and he didn't know if his grandpa would dislike it after receiving it.
He changed his shoes, took mineral water and a lighter, locked the door and went downstairs.
Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival.
It is a superstitious saying of the old man that in the first year of his death, except for Qingming Festival, no paper was burned to pay homage to him, and the three years after his death did not celebrate the Cold Clothes Festival, but She Jian did not listen to these.
Grandpa just arrived there, it must be the time when he needs money, how can he not burn paper!
Burn, burn a lot!
Passing by the flowers, I picked up some wooden branches, picked a plot of land by the side of the pebble path, drew a circle, squatted down and started burning paper.
The first piece of paper was to be burned for the ghost, and the second piece of paper was burned in the circle for relatives.
While burning the paper, She Jian muttered, "Grandpa, take the money. I don't know if the ugly ingots can be spent. I also bought a few bunches of nice ones. If you don't have enough, tell me in a dream..."
The tongue of flames is rolling high, and the smoke produced by the burning gathers in this circle, like the mouth of a bowl, it really seems that some invisible existence is picking up something from it...
At about the same time, Zheng Aiqing was also doing similar things. Zheng Jingzhou came to pick up Zheng Aiqing today, and when they got home, the father and son began to fold gold ingots. After nearly two hours of stacking, they finally made two big pockets of ingots.
The father and son stumbled and stacked gold ingots, and the gold ingots were the ugly one. Later, Cai Wen came home from get off work and joined the army of stacking gold ingots. She was a little better at stacking gold ingots.
On the other side, She Jian finished burning the paper, and repeatedly tossed the pile of paper scraps with a wooden branch. From time to time, scarlet sparks flew out and extinguished on the cold cobblestones.
After making sure that the paper was fully burned, She Jian unscrewed the mineral water bottle, poured water around the ashes, patted his clothes, got up and left.
Smelling like cigarettes all over her body, She Jian took a shower again after returning home, took out her phone and found that her message had been replied:
[I was stacking ingots before, and I didn't look at my phone. I just burned the paper money for grandpa and the others. 】
The corners of She Jian's mouth couldn't stop curling up at such an explanation, and he quickly replied:
【Me too. 】
After sending it, She Jian felt that her reply was too serious and her tone was not intimate at all, so she typed again:
【Go out and play tomorrow (˙▽˙)】
Then he stared at his phone.
The WeChat note has become [the other party is typing...]
After 1 minute, there was a [No] word sent over there.
She Jian: "..."
— By the way, do you need to type the word "no" for 1 minute...
She Jian made up the look of the child holding his mouth and typing slowly, and then he was cute by his own brain, so cute that he couldn't even care about the sadness of being rejected.
Zheng Aiqing typed fast this time:
[In the past few days, I will sort out the knowledge points for you, and I will organize them in a big way, and then I will order a few books for you. They should arrive in these two days. Let me sort out the previous knowledge points. Let me start with language and mathematics , These three subjects will be taken as soon as school starts. 】
She Jian: "..."
Without giving up, he looked through the chat records of the two of them, and found that they were either discussing topics or making an appointment for breakfast.She gradually fell into deep contemplation, are these two topics the only ones that she and the children can talk about?
So sad...
The day after Zheng Aiqing finished ordering the book, the courier delivered the courier to her home. In the next few days, She gradually immersed herself in the joy of swiping the "love token" (not yet).
The two of them communicated via video almost every day. When She Jian was brushing the questions, Zheng Aiqing sorted out the knowledge points for him on the other side of the screen, and the crackling sound of the keyboard could be heard endlessly. Even the fingernails have a healthy light pink.
Sometimes Zheng Aiqing's hand dangled in front of She Jian's eyes, making him really want to grab that hand and stuff it into his mouth, licking his fingertips.
Because of such thoughts, She Jian once wondered in horror whether she was a stinky pervert.
The seven-day holiday passed by in a flash, and it was the start of school in a blink of an eye.
The first day of school is the longest and most difficult day for Zheng Aiqing, because there is an opening ceremony on this day, which is extremely long.
The sun is fierce, and every year at the opening ceremony, several female students who fainted from exhaustion because they kept fit and skipped breakfast would be carried away in a hurry.
Zheng Aiqing's ability to persevere is entirely supported by a tenacious will.It's a joke, if he faints after standing in the sun for a while, where will he put the face of the school bully!
Vomiting blood and fainting in junior high school has become Zheng Aiqing's lifelong demon, and he will never allow himself to be "famous" in this way for the second time!
In addition to the speeches of the principal and teacher at the opening ceremony every year, there will also be representatives of freshmen and senior high school graduates to speak on stage.
This year's senior high school graduate representative is quite special. In previous years, it was defaulted to be the number one in the grade, but this year it was She Jian, because the principal felt that a dark horse in the third year was more inspirational than the unchanging first grade.
So when She Jian was studying by himself early, Qi Fangfang stuffed a speech script. Qi Fangfang had dark circles under his eyes, and told She Jian, "You will go up to give a speech as a representative of senior high school graduates later, and take care of it for me." Don’t stutter on the above reading.”
She Jian looked at Qi Fangfang's face that was obviously all night, and nodded, his expression was completely cute.jpg.
When Qi Fangfang returned to the office, he made a cup of black coffee to refresh himself. The speech was the finished product after he stayed up all night bald and repeatedly revised it.
Really, it was too difficult for him to write a speech as a true science student.Qi Fangfang was in a trance for a while, as if he had returned to the time when he was doing a final project in his senior year, when he had to revise his thesis repeatedly, and when he was a graduate student doing a project, he stumbled and stumbled to make a summary report in English.
Terrible, really terrible.
At the opening ceremony, the principal was the first to give a speech. After he finished, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered that there was a mascot named Zheng Aiqing in the third grade of the school, so he decided temporarily that when it was the turn of the senior senior graduates to give a speech, let Zheng Aiqing also came to the stage to speak impromptu to the students. You know, because of him, the enrollment rate of candidates this year is much higher than in previous years!
So Zheng Aiqing was kicked out of the shelves.
The grade director who presided over the opening ceremony smiled and introduced Zheng Aiqing to the students below. What a world champion, she was admitted by the University of Science and Technology in advance, and she was ranked first in the grade with close to full marks every time. With the sound of discussion, the headmaster is also radiant.
The teaching director was also honored, "Next, let's ask Zheng Aiqing to share his learning experience with you." He said and handed the microphone to Zheng Aiqing very gently.
Zheng Aiqing was facing the scorching sun, and the clothes behind his back were soaked in sweat. He was so restless that he wanted to learn from Houyi.
I was restless in my heart, but he still had that cold expression on his face, wasn't he just sharing his experience...
"Do more questions."
The dean waited for a long time, but no one on the stage had anything to say. He thought that Zheng Aiqing was nervous. After all, not everyone can speak eloquently.
Helpless, the teaching director had no choice but to laugh out of the siege, and provoked the conversation, inviting She Jian, a real representative, to speak on stage.
She Jian came to the stage with the speech paper, and the moment he passed Zheng Aiqing sideways, he saw that his child was walking unsteadily, so he quickly reached out to give him a hand.
It was the last part of the opening ceremony that the representative of the third year of senior high school gave a speech. In other words, after She Jian finished speaking, the ceremony would be over.
He changed the speech script to holding it, and She Jian patted the microphone, ready to make a quick decision, "Listen carefully in class, and do more questions after class." Speaking of this, She Jian paused, "Then find a world champion grade Be the first to be at the same table."
"My speech is over, thank you." After speaking, he bowed and ran off the stage.
Qi Fangfang: "...?"
First there was silence, and then there was the booing of excitement from the students.
——This dark horse is so cool!
The director of the teaching office asked the students to be quiet, and announced with a dark face, "The opening ceremony is over."
The opening ceremony is over, and the life of the third year of high school officially begins.
[The author has something to say]: She Jian (distressed): My daughter-in-law is going to faint from heat, so I have to be concise!
Qi Fangfang (deep breath): Be calm, I'm a teacher, I can't beat students.
ps The two children will be together tomorrow, old mothers have been waiting for a long time