Sitting in the coffee shop, Lin Xishi skipped class for the first time in his life.

Lin Xishi cried heartily while hugging Xu Sheng, and then Xu Sheng used the excuse of "adjusting her mood" to find an excuse with the teacher to escape the self-study class and was dragged out of the school.

She looked at the two calm, well-versed bosses who skipped class and skipped classes, and she doubted her own definition of "good student".

The coffee shop is very warm and quiet, and the air is filled with the unique aroma of coffee.

An Sirong was the calmest one. She ordered a cappuccino without haste, and began to stir the coffee milk froth leisurely.Xu Sheng looked calm, but he was still a little panicked inside.

"Isn't it just an exam? Why are you so nervous?" Seeing Lin Xishi sitting a little uneasily, An Sirong spoke first.

Xu Sheng glared at An Sirong: "I'm already very sad, can't you say something nice."

An Sirong spread his hands helplessly: "Hey, isn't this already out? Thank you for being a good skipper."

The owner of the coffee shop is a gentle-looking man. Xu Sheng helped Lin Xishi order a cup of hot milk tea and cookies, and she ordered a glass of iced juice herself.

The freshly made milk tea is warm, and the aroma surges upwards, spreading layer by layer from the rim of the cup.Lin Xishi took a sip and felt warm all over.

Suddenly Xu Sheng, who was sitting beside her, leaned over to her, rubbed her somewhat messy hair, and said in a clear voice, "Is the milk tea delicious? Thank me soon."

Lin Xishi nodded cooperatively, holding the hot milk tea in both hands: "Thank you, turtle, it's delicious."

"Hahaha," An Sirong laughed out loud, "It's a pity that you are naughty."

Xu Sheng sneered: "Heh, if you mislead others to call me 'turtle' again, do you believe that I will reveal all your black history?"

An Sirong exploded: "Come on, come and hurt each other!"

Seeing Xu Sheng turn his head to look at him, Lin Xishi couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Xu Sheng always likes to praise Lin Xishi's good looks, and then teases that she is straight and looks cold.In fact, in Lin Xishi's eyes, Xu Sheng's own soft light microdermabrasion beauty filter is so beautiful that it shines.

Xu Sheng's appearance is European and American, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and clear facial contours.The teeth that were exposed when she smiled were white and neat, like pearls arranged in shells.

When she listens to others, she is used to looking seriously into their eyes.There is a reassuring sincerity in the eyes, and it seems that only one person can be accommodated in that small blackness.

"Let me tell you," Xu Sheng looked mysterious, "That guy An Sirong, how much do you think she got in the test last year? It was the senior high school entrance examination."

Without giving her a chance to stop her, Xu Sheng said like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "The tenth from the bottom of her grade! She almost handed in a blank paper in English and History, and the whole paper was random."

"Since you are not benevolent, I will be unrighteous," An Sirong gritted his teeth, and said to Lin Xishi, "Xu Sheng was in the first year of high school and the second year of middle school. He wrote a mid-term composition 'On how the cramming Chinese exam-oriented education destroys and stifles the creativity of the younger generation. and Imagination', scribbled all over the paper, and got zero points."

"Pfft." Lin Xishi couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Xu Sheng to be so... chic in his freshman year.

A few people were chatting and joking, and Lin Xishi's depressed mood gradually improved.

. . .

"jingle--"

The wind chime at the door of the coffee shop rang, and two women came in through the door.Lin Xishi was attracted by the wind chime and glanced at them, but didn't pay much attention.Xu Sheng, on the other hand, was shocked and stared intently at the two women who came in.

The leading woman was dressed in black, with a peaked cap and a mask covering most of her face.The woman who followed her dressed casually, with a simple shirt, slim jeans, and a white peaked cap.

The owner of the coffee shop obviously knew them. After a few chats, the boss led the two of them to a separate room.

Seeing Xu Sheng staring at them, Lin Xishi asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, do you know each other?"

Xu Sheng withdrew his gaze, lowered his voice excitedly and said to the two of them, "I will never see that that person is Lu Yue, right? My idol!"

The name Lu Yue is very familiar, Lin Xishi recalled it, and remembered the hot search on Weibo not long ago about "beautiful president", the protagonist seems to be Lu Yue.

"Is it a real person? Is it a real person? I really want to go up and say hello—" Xu Sheng said with fascination.

Lin Xishi hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Lu Yue, why do you regard her as an idol?"

"Probably because she is very good. There will be a feeling of 'wanting to be as good as her'." Xu Sheng replied after a pause.

To be as good as her?

what about me?

If I try my best to catch up, can I walk side by side with you one day?

. . .

A piece of paper was spread out in front of Lin Xishi.

The form on the paper is divided into two subjects, "literature" and "science", and there is a small box next to it for students to tick.

Her midterm exam results can only be considered average, and the teacher pays more attention to the outstanding ones who stand out.Generally, teachers would talk privately and put forward their own suggestions on the subjects of arts and sciences, and by the way, see if they could transfer the child to one of the key classes of the second year of high school.

However, Lin Xishi and the vast majority of other students did not have such special treatment. All they had to do was to tick the boxes, and from then on set the general direction of their studies.

Lin Xishi twirled the fountain pen in his hand a little uneasy, thinking seriously.According to her grades, liberal arts is definitely more suitable for her.Moreover, it would be much easier for her to choose liberal arts, and she would not have to ask Xu Sheng math questions late at night.

Lin Xishi suddenly remembered the notebook that had been left on her desk for a long time. On it was a novel she had secretly written for a long time.But she hadn't written for a long time, and the plot of the novel came to an abrupt end, and the notebook that was carefully cared for didn't know how long it had been in the corner of the table, and how much dust had accumulated.

Lin Xishi felt a little guilty.

This notebook has a name. At that time, she had chosen thousands of options, carefully crafted, and finally chose this name - "First Makeup".With such a little bit of ancient flavor, it is the taste of crushing crush.

Make up for you.

So, liberal arts is suitable for her, right?She likes writing and is interested in history. Although her English is not very good, it is far from as bad as her physics grade.

She was about to tick the "Liberal Arts" box, but the tip of her pen had already touched the paper, but stopped abruptly.

Xu Sheng is a science student.

An Sirong is also a science subject—the gossip she usually sees on the Internet flooded her mind again: "Liberal arts can't find a job", "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and travel all over the world", "Science is more practical", etc. .

Lin Xishi involuntarily gathered the pen tightly in her hand, because of too much force, the pen holder left a white mark on her finger.

. . .

It is said that the city leaders led a group of high-ranking officials to walk around the major high schools in Nancheng, and they were deeply saddened by the health problems of the teenagers in our city.After returning home, with a big wave of his hand, he designated all high schools to hold regular and quantitative social practice, physical training and other activities, inspiring and cultivating the good qualities of hard work, bravery, hard work and hard work among young people.

The school did not dare to touch the weakened nerves of the senior three students, so the result was obvious.

Xu Shengsheng sat on the bus without love, while An Sirong next to him was crying because "the phone was taken away and I couldn't see Shengzhe's husband".

Xu Sheng looked at the sky helplessly: "It's so annoying, why do we have to come to this wilderness for survival training? What's the point?"

An Sirong: "Ghost knows, and only seniors and seniors in high school don't have to go, the hard-working children in first and second grades have to go."

Xu Sheng was a little surprised: "You're also going in the first year of high school?"

She subconsciously looked out of the window, and An Sirong leaned over and pointed to her: "The last few buses are high school students, did you see that?"

Xu Sheng pressed his hands to the somewhat cold window and stared at the buses closely following the team.Will Lin Xishi be inside?Then will she sit with her good friend or best girlfriend?Xu Sheng thought.

Although the time in the car was very boring, they finally arrived.The survival training was divided into two areas. Half of the first and second graders went to the survival base by the sea, while the remaining half came to this remote mountain village base, preparing to be self-reliant and learn survival skills within a week.

It seemed to have rained heavily the past few days, the trails in the mountains were muddy and the air was very humid.The sneakers will sink softly when stepped on in the mud, and there is no point of strength.

The homeroom teacher forced Xixi to walk with them, and finally everyone gathered at the base square.After the instructor briefly explained the training content, the students were asked to form teams of three or four.

Xu Sheng suddenly became excited, she asked the teacher, and after getting permission, she excitedly ran to the freshman position, wanting to recruit Lin Xishi to form a team together.

The order in the first year of high school was a bit chaotic, and it was not as orderly as the second year of high school.Xu Sheng went around a few times before finally finding Lin Xishi's class.

The girls spread out in twos and threes, forming small groups.

Birds of a feather flock together.Just like the jungle has the rules of survival of the fittest and the survival of the fittest, the school also has its own unique "system".

Seeing Lin Xishi holding her schoolbag, Xu Sheng wandered around the girls' groups hesitantly.With great difficulty, she selected a group of three and mustered up the courage to walk towards them.After chatting for a while, the leading girl in the group waved her hands, as if rejecting Lin Xishi.

Lin Xishi had no choice but to leave that group and look for another group with a dissatisfied number.As if colluding in advance, Lin Xishi asked several groups one after another, but they all rejected her very tacitly.Some teams even rejected Lin Xishi directly before she even spoke.

Lin Xishi was repeatedly frustrated. In the end, she stood helplessly holding her schoolbag, and seemed out of place with the girls chatting harmoniously beside her.

Xu Sheng was a little far away. Seeing this scene, she was so angry that her chest was tight, so she quickened her pace and rushed over.

Lin Xishi was still standing there, when she saw Xu Sheng yelling and rushing towards her, she jumped up and waved at her before taking two steps: "Xishi——! Look at me!" Her voice was loud, and she didn't restrain herself at all. It means that it has attracted the attention of a large number of high school students.

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