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Lu Yanxue really convinced Jian Cong.

Jian Cong laughed "puchi" and said, "Are you serious?"

Lu Yanxue heard his rustling voice and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Jian Cong: "Jerking off."

Lu Yanxue: "..."

"You're kidding, change your pants, change your pajamas, and get ready to wash and go to bed. As far as the difficulty of this question is concerned, whoever is reviewing who is sand sculpture, I don't believe you are reviewing. By the way, I haven't asked what you are doing yet?"

Lu Yanxue changed the bottom, held the phone with his left hand, and circled a few key information on the topic with a pen in his right hand.

"I'm doing competition questions, and I'm going to the Q Summer Camp in the summer vacation."

"Lu Shen Niubi!" Jian Cong yelled.

"Not awesome." Lu Yanxue tapped the tip of the pen on the question several times without starting to write. He whispered, "I hope I don't pass the exam."

"You are so rebellious." Jian Cong choked for a moment.

"No, it's not because I want to fight against my family, I just want to go to Z University, but the best thing is that both of us can be in the same school."

Jian Cong hesitated for a while, and he said to Lu Yanxue: "Do you know where I most wanted to take the exam?"

"Where are you going?" Lu Yanxue asked.

"Q big." Jian Cong said, "My mother used to think that Q big is the best, and B big has to be in the back row - do you think parents have this mentality and feel that this kind of science is scientific? A little school is better, alas, I want to say that now I have to choose one of the two, I want to go to University B, I want to study medicine, because I have something in my heart, I have a clear direction Now, Lao Zeng once told me that a man should live for himself, and I used to think that what he said was just farting? Who the hell doesn’t live for himself?”

"But, the political teacher said that people are the product of real social relations, and people are the product of the development of the times, so this shows that your 'self' is not a separate blank paper, you are connected with this society Yes, living for yourself is not doing whatever you want, you have to think about what is on your shoulders, just like we say that "freedom" is conditional, it is meaningless for a person to live only for others, but if it is only for yourself If you like to live, you will become a duckweed. There is no support or connection around you. When will your preferences change? Then you will not be able to hold on."

"That's why we say that there are only a few people in this world who live their own lives. Many people envy them, but few people do it, because everyone is an ordinary person, and they have to put something on their shoulders to walk steadily."

Jian Cong's words were quite twisted and difficult. The wording almost exhausted all his literary accomplishments, and he didn't know if his boyfriend understood.

The boyfriend obviously had the same channel as him, he said "hmm" and said, "Continue."

"Go ahead." Jian Cong was a little bald, "What I mean is that you don't have to struggle to make a choice, but you can also find a way to find common ground while reserving differences. Let's put it this way, don't think about what you chose , so what the future is like, but what you want the future to be like, so what can you do now, like a piece of plasticine can only be put into a triangle to become a triangle, can't it be squeezed into a rhombus Out of a triangle?"

"You want to convince your mother not to point out where her point of view is wrong, but to tell her where you are right, what you can get from your choice, and what is the value?"

Lu Yanxue really felt that the phone was heating up this time.He also didn't expect that one day he would really chat with people about the philosophy of life for so long.The common problem of middle school teenagers at this age is that they feel that they understand everything, but they just don't want to do it.

But he was willing to listen to what Jian Cong said, and he thought it was quite deep.

Lu Yanxue said: "I know what you mean, Jian Congcong, I will think of a way."

Today is not a weekend, and both parents have work and haven't come home yet. Lu Yanxue hung up the phone and went to the refrigerator to get a box of yogurt to drink. The big pot of buns that grandpa came here a few days ago is still in the refrigerator. .

The fermented smell of starch hit the bridge of his nose. Lu Yanxue took a bun and thought about it for a while, then put it back, and went to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles for himself.

In fact, he was not hungry, but his mother would have to say something if she came back and saw that he hadn't eaten anything.

live for yourself.

Think of a compromise.

The thin white noodles slowly unfolded in the boiling water, Lu Yanxue's heart moved, and he vaguely grasped some ideas.

The school exam lasted for three consecutive days, with three subjects per day. Because the questions were too shady, everyone was in a good mood after the exam, and no one answered the answers—maybe they felt that answering the questions correctly was insulting each other's IQ.

As soon as the exam was over, it was time to go back to school the next day. In the first quarter, the head teacher of the self-study class, Zeng Hui'an, held a short class meeting for the class.

Looking at the absent-minded faces below, Zeng Huian said: "I know what you are thinking, why do you still have to go to class after the exam? Why is there a final exam? Let me ask you first, do you think this exam is difficult? "

"No—difficult—" The subordinates were very cooperative, and they all shouted quite loudly, for fear that the head teacher would not know that they all did very well in the exam.

"Well, so do you think that this difficulty is comparable to the college entrance examination? Don't think that after the exam and graduation certificate, you can go crazy. If your goal is only set on the high school graduation certificate of No. [-] Middle School, I will take care of it for you. It's a pity, looking at it from a distance, the college entrance examination, the university, just like you are still far from a famous school!"

"Old Ban, I'm hurting my heart." A student at the bottom muttered.

Zeng Hui'an was stern and unselfish, "Just work harder if you know what's hurting your heart. Don't say I didn't remind you, the school plans to organize a mock test in science and technology next week. Maybe that will count as your grade in the third year of high school."

"My God! Is the school a devil!"

There was a howling sound from below.

"Okay, take it, go to self-study in the morning, make your voice louder, and don't let the neighbors cover it."

"Learning and learning-time learning-not also-speaking-" the class immediately yelled.

Zeng Huian smiled and left.

"Guardian Right, have you heard anything from the school recently?" Someone poked Jian Cong.

Lu Yanxue and Jian Cong, who are separated from the left and right sides, have been affectionately called the teacher's left and right protectors by the students.With the two of them around, there is no need to worry about the teacher catching people to answer the questions. The teacher can turn around and throw the chalk to them, "Come on, come up and write this question." And so on.

"There is no rumor." Jian Cong held the book and said, "It's just a copy, how difficult it can be."

Unexpectedly, Jian Cong was severely slapped in the face a week later.

The school's science and comprehensive test is actually the test paper that has just finished the college entrance examination!The school leaders are really devils.

After finishing a comprehensive science paper, the students who got a grade looked at each other in dismay, their faces covered.

Even Lu Yanxue, the god of learning, said it was a bit difficult, so everyone comforted themselves, because they still had some knowledge to learn, and the college entrance examination papers must be difficult...

As soon as the results came out, the full score was 300, and Lu Yanxue's high score of 261 was unique. Except for a few people in their early 100s and 200s, everyone else was struggling from [-] to [-].

It's too awful.

Jian Cong was 6 and scored 199 points in the test, but the gate of 200 points shut him out abruptly.

Seeing the results, Zeng Hui'an was quite surprised, and said bluntly: "I thought there would be double digits, but you guys are better than I thought."

Experimental class [-] couldn't figure out whether the old class was praising them or sarcastic.

But the performance is very consistent, quiet as a chicken.

"I know it is difficult for you to write this paper. This year's average score of this paper is estimated to be a little over 150 in the province. Find out the gap between yourself and students like Lu Yanxue and Wang Kai. Next semester, set a clear picture for yourself. The goal, don't live in a muddle anymore."

When Zeng Huian got off the podium after class, he glanced at Jian Cong's test paper full of notes, patted Jian Cong on the shoulder, and said, "It's not satisfactory, work harder, [-] in the college entrance examination is not a problem."

"Hey." Jian Cong smiled indifferently and said, "This is not satisfactory. Thank you, Lao Ban, for your attention."

The author has something to say:

Not Satisfactory: Generally satisfactory.

Laoban used the meaning of commendation here, saying that Jian Cong's score is not bad.

Emmmmm science is really difficult, a liberal arts student cried, it is not normal for a pervert like Lu Shen to take the [-] exam in his sophomore year

But the Qingbei science god I know is like this 6...crying faint.

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By the way, happy birthday today, another chapter at [-]:[-] p.m.~ hee hee hee