Chapter 32 Chapter Thirty-One Re-Man (No.168 - No.172)

β said that when I was studying hard with the Honda character grid, the corners of my mouth had an irrepressible arc—"like embroidering a dowry". She peeled the orange, sat down on Zhu Yao's table, and smiled sinisterly at me. "Why don't you leave?" I sent her away while packing my schoolbag. "Our team is on duty today. Han Xu has to leave first. He simply does double work by himself. I was going to run away, but she caught me." "Is Han Xu also busy participating in the competition?" "He probably won't," β shrugged. "Simply put, Han Xu has never received systematic competition training before, and he never thought about participating. He prefers to take the college entrance examination safely."

Indeed, Han Xu's grades in Chinese and English are much better than Yu Huai's. In terms of balance and stability, Yu Huai is far inferior to him. I suddenly thought of the topic in math class that was interrupted because of Zhang Feng's scolding. Yu Huai's confusion and anxiety. Apparently, Yu Huai's transition from junior high school to senior high school unified examination has dealt a certain blow to Yu Huai. Lin Yang said that it was a bit difficult for Yu Huai, who became a monk on the way, to cope with the competition and the unified examination at the same time, and the results of the unified examination also proved this point.But now, should Yu Huai believe in himself and continue on the road of competition, or should he learn from the pitfalls and learn to behave better?

From the serious expression he saw on Chu Tiankuo at the end of the midterm exam, I knew that in Yu Huai's field, there was another entanglement and contest that I couldn't understand, and the degree of distress was not inferior to mine. In contrast to Han Xu, the situation is much simpler. Han Xu's face always had a kind of "unmoved", calm and calm.When he believes that a certain road is correct, even if someone next to him tells him that the forked road next to him is full of gold, he will not take a second look. If Yu Huai's ambition refers to "Although I don't want to eat the fruit, as long as I see a fruit that I may pick by jumping up, I will try my best to try it", then Han Xu's ambition is "I only want to eat fruit." I want to keep my head down and go on my way, so I have to go to the end no matter what the hell, so what if I can get good fruit by jumping up."

This is what Jian told me and β while sitting on the sports field during the school celebration. Of course, her original words are much more disgusting and lyrical, so it is inconvenient to repeat them. Sometimes, when I was distracted, I would look at the back of Jian Jian and Han Xu at the table, silently curious, is Jian Jian the fruit of Han Xu?If she is not, will the "unmoved" that she loves in Han Xu give her the most ironic ending? What about me? I lowered my head to touch the thin matts and sighed softly. If I were also a fruit, Yu Huai would not only have to jump up, but would have to bend down to pick it up.

For a second, I suddenly had a strong desire to become a fruit growing on the top of the tree. I also want to take a look at the scenery at a high place, blow the wind at a high place, and then quietly wait for a monkey to jump up and catch me. Of course a second later, I was back to normal. I can't reach the fruit, and I can't find the gold.I am a poor cripple. I raised my head from my wild thoughts, and unsurprisingly, I saw exactly the same pity for the second idiot in Beta's eyes. "Oh, this child," β stuffed the last few oranges into his mouth, and said vaguely, "it seems to be in the late stage."

Before she could finish speaking, she was hit hard from behind by a blackboard eraser. β screamed and jumped off Zhu Yao's table. "Work for my old lady!" Standing in front of the blackboard, Jian Jian shouted angrily. I put on my down jacket, picked up my schoolbag, and habitually looked back out the window before leaving. It was already pitch black outside, and under the bright lights of the classroom, my somewhat bloated figure was reflected on the glass, which was exceptionally clear. Another day slipped away without a sound. But today I don't feel so flustered.I remembered what Yu Huai said, Geng Geng, you will get better and better in the future.

Yes, since he said so, it should be. The fruit is buried in the ground, and one day, a tree will grow out of the soil. Geng Geng, come on. My dad said it was almost the end of the year, and my mom was so busy at the bank that she wanted to take me to relax this weekend, but suddenly there was a department in the department who wanted to accompany a client, so she couldn't come. I didn't feel very disappointed, because I didn't know that she would come to accompany me before, and I didn't expect it, so it wasn't a failure.Anyway, this weekend, I have already planned to settle down and study hard, and I will definitely not sleep in anymore.

But when it comes to determination, I've been fighting this thing since I was in kindergarten.I have made many resolutions.When I was in elementary school, I made up my mind that I must not forget to bring paints to art class, and that I would never be caught by the weekly student for not wearing a red scarf when I entered school in the morning; in junior high school, I made up my mind to run 1,000 meters every day to grow taller——Half a month later, my dad In a hurry, he took the life tips page in the newspaper and told me, Geng Geng, stop running, the more you run, the shorter you will be, and your knees will be damaged.I said Dad, don't worry, I haven't started running yet, I decided to start playing badminton tomorrow.

It turned out that some expensive racket made of carbon material that my dad bought for me has been hanging behind my door and collecting dust.I remember that when I first bought it, I asked my dad stupidly, you must be tricked, why did you buy your two rackets separately, and everyone bought a pair every time they bought it.My dad looked at his high-end racket with pity, as if he saw the end of them at a glance. But this final exam is a matter of life and death, and I will not give up casually. After dinner on Friday night, I wash my hands and start cleaning my desk.My desk isn't small, but that's probably why it's so untidy.I moved all the messy papers, exercise books, novels, and miscellaneous things on the table to the floor, then ran to the kitchen to get a rag and started to wipe the table.

My dad rushed over after hearing the news and asked me, "What are you going to do?" "Be a man again." I said lightly. As a show of determination, I decided to be cool for a while.Start by talking less. "Be a man again, what are you doing clearing the table?" I do not know either.Why every time I draw up a new life plan, whether it is an overall plan or a partial plan, I have to toss my hut first. I moved here when I was six, and it's been ten years.The kitchen is still kept clean and tidy under maintenance, but the walls have been burnt to a light brownish yellow by the oily smoke.My little house is not so obvious at first glance, but I always feel that it is in my blood, and any new resolutions formed in my mind on the way home, clear and eager, will be settled in the old swivel chair at my desk. was made old.The me of yesterday was still printed on the messy pile of paper, it was soggy, and no enthusiasm could be ignited.

Aunt Qi also poked her head out from the door: "Geng Geng, do you want Auntie to help you?" "It's okay," I didn't look up, "Thank you, Aunt Qi, I can handle it myself." Gritting my teeth, I straightened the papers page by page, aligned the corners and stacked them into a pile, and then gathered the stationery that was thrown everywhere into a pile.It's a pity that not everything is square and square. After I wiped the table, I started to put things on the table, and it was almost full again.If I throw two things around while I'm studying, it will immediately return to the original state. I stood in the middle of the ground with my hips akimbo, feeling a little annoyed already. To be honest, I really don't have much talent in housework, it seems that I can only be a strong woman. What's going on? Lack of storage tools.It dawned on me. When I look up at my dad, I can feel my eyes sparkle. My dad covered his forehead with his hands, and instead of looking at me, he just sighed softly: "Is it going to cost money again?" He has been waiting for this sentence, like a prophet. I rejected my dad's friendly suggestion: Tomorrow is Saturday, and you, Aunt Qi, and I are going to Wal-Mart, and I will bring you some sorting boxes and folders back then. My enthusiasm is a young flame, how can I extinguish it with the flood of time? I have had this problem since I was a child, and my mother called it "when I think about it, it always comes out".She hated me for that anyway.When I want something, as long as I can think of a valid reason, then I can't wait for a moment, like my ass is on fire.My mother is a hot-tempered person herself, but she just can't understand my urgency. On the contrary, my dad would pamper me every time.He would say that if the child is enthusiastic, let her do it. If she can't persist, she will have a long memory next time. I have never had a long memory, and I am very sorry for my dad. My dad watched helplessly as I put on my hat and scarf and rushed downstairs to help me open the anti-theft door.When passing by his side, I don't know if his tolerance and silence suddenly moved me. I stopped and said to him, Dad, you believe me, I will definitely pass the exam this time. No one in my family has the habit of speaking big words, and I have never made such an oath before. I was so frightened that my father even offered me a volunteer to Zhenhua, thinking that he wanted to exterminate his relatives righteously, so I came up with this sentence out of nowhere, Startled us both. My dad laughed suddenly, like a slow motion in a movie, I don't know if it was my eyes or he was really laughing too slowly. "Well, Dad has always believed in you." I didn't know what to say, so I kept running downstairs as soon as I lowered my head. I'm sure, if I move the whole stationery store downstairs now, my dad won't have any objections. After I used up all the plastic folders, portfolios, paper clips, and storage boxes I bought back and tidied up the house, I decided to take a break. It was 8:30 p.m., so I watched TV for a while, then sat down at the computer in the living room and played two rounds of poker and most of minesweeper. When I was having fun, Xiao Linfan suddenly crawled over from the sofa and said in a very low voice while looking at the screen: "Sister, listen to me, but don't turn your head, Uncle Geng is looking at you, stop playing .” I paused, my neck stiffened. "Also," he went on in a quieter voice, "don't click there, there's thunder." Almost immediately, I stretched my waist, pretended nothing happened and said to Lin Fan, "Go ahead and play, my sister won't rob you, my sister went to school all day, so tired, I need to change my mind." , now enough rest, my sister is going to study!" Lin Fan quickly glanced at the door of the living room, and then said softly, "Uncle Geng is gone." I let out a long breath: "I'm quick to react, right?" "Well," Lin Fan nodded vigorously, "It's just that the acting skills are too fake. Talking too much makes you feel guilty." What's the matter with this kid?Is it all an illusion that you behaved like a cat when you first met? The corner of my mouth twitched as I watched Xiao Linfan quickly occupy my position, deftly cleared up the mess that I had been chasing for a long time, and then started to run his newly installed gun called "Max Payne" broken game. At that moment, I wondered if my dad had stood at the door of the living room and stared at me just now. Are you kidding me? But when I sat back at my desk, I was kind of grateful to him.I have died at this step countless times when I changed my mind. After cleaning the house and spending money, there is no more. This time there must be a later. I carefully took out the small grid book from my schoolbag, then took out the kraft paper I just bought specially, and carefully wrapped the book cover for it. The cover of the matts itself was too thin, and it couldn't stick to the hard kraft paper after wrapping it up. Once opened, the whole book turned upside down like a dying frog.I thought about it, picked up the stapler again, and stapled all the loose parts tightly. Will Yu Huai laugh at my formalism again? However, this time it is different from the book cover of the new textbook. Anyway, it's different.