Ye Cheng

Ye Cheng was going to skip a grade, and Lu Mingyuan would follow suit. They borrowed all the textbooks for grades three, four, and five from a boy in the village who was in junior high school. They read books whenever they had time, and got up early in the morning to recite the texts. After painting, the lights in their house were turned off day by day.

Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan planned to skip to the fourth grade after the second grade volume was finished. When the two went to the principal's office to ask about it, many teachers were there, and everyone felt that these two children were a bit of a joke. Why did they just finish the dance? To jump again.

"Why do you always want to skip a grade? Isn't it good to read it honestly year after year?" The teachers in the office didn't understand. Parents want their children to skip a grade. They just want their children to be successful. Get ahead early, but these eight or nine-year-old children, what are they anxious about?

"Yeah, don't be so big-hearted, children, be down-to-earth."

"This old skipping grade is not good for the relationship with the classmates in the class. Ye Cheng, if you skip the grade, you won't be able to be the monitor. There is a monitor in the class." Ye Cheng's head teacher didn't want to let him go anyway.

"Then you won't be the squad leader." Ye Cheng was also very straightforward, since being a squad leader doesn't make any money anyway.

"Let's not talk about the class monitor, tell me first, why do everyone want to skip a grade?" According to the principal, meals should be eaten bite by bite, and books should be read year after year. The old people say that one-year-old people have one-year-old heart. People, don’t they just come to life year after year, what’s the rush?

"Save some tuition fees." Ye Cheng turned his head, feeling a little embarrassed. It made him feel a little embarrassed to speak out his little thoughts so bluntly in front of so many people.

As soon as Ye Cheng said this, no one in the office spoke. These teachers also lived in the village, rural elementary schools, their salaries were not high, and they all had children at home.It's not like they didn't feel the pressure as the tuition fee increased year by year, but they never thought that there would still be students who would skip a grade in order to save some tuition fees.

"You can't save 200 yuan if you dance this year." Ye Cheng's head teacher said with a sigh.

"Hey, it's still going up." Lu Mingyuan said with a smile on the side, about how much tuition fees can be saved by skipping a grade, they have already figured it out, if they didn't save so much money, they wouldn't bother.If Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan can skip the third grade this time, the tuition fees of the two will save more than 300 yuan. In terms of time, they will be one year faster than others in the future, and the tuition fees will increase every year. Save money every year.

"It's quite good at settling accounts." The headmaster took a sip of water from the tea mug, and then asked, "Then what are you two planning to dance?"

"The third grade is gone, we're in the fourth grade." Ye Cheng quickly replied when he saw that this matter seemed to have something to do with it.

"Then what?" The principal could see that the two children's little calculations must have been more than that.

"No more grade five." According to Ye Cheng's thinking, he would skip one year after another, and if he didn't know something, he could ask the teacher, and he would probably be able to keep up.

"How can you take the entrance exam if you don't go to fifth grade? Don't you still go to junior high school?" The teacher next to him also laughed, children are children.

"Junior high school?" Of course they were in junior high school, but they didn't know what the fifth grade had to do with junior high school.

"If you don't go to the fifth grade, your name will not be included in the entrance exam. It's okay to fix this matter, but it's too troublesome. You can either go to the fifth grade honestly, and skip the third grade. Or, even the fourth grade. I jumped, so I will go directly to the fifth grade next semester." As soon as the principal said this, the teachers next to him became restless.

"How can this be done? Jumping for two years at once, Lu Mingyuan just skipped for one year, how can he keep up?" Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan's class teacher did not support them to skip a grade anyway.The students in this elementary school are all followed by a head teacher. To put it bluntly, the grades of the students are the grades of the teacher. There are a few top-notch students in the class. Whether they transfer to another school or skip a grade, the head teacher is not happy.

"If you skip a grade now, what should you do if you can't keep up with your studies? If you go back to the original class, you won't be afraid that your classmates will see jokes?" A teacher asked such a question.

"Yeah, even if you jump to the fifth grade now, your fifth graders may not be able to accept you." The teacher next to him also chimed in. The exclusion among these children is also very strong. They are teachers I also know a little bit about it.

"The two of us are together, so don't be afraid." If it was a person, Ye Cheng felt that it would be difficult for him to walk through this door today, because there are two people, so there is no need to be afraid of anything, whether it is good or bad, There is nothing to be afraid of when you have someone for company.

"This is not to say that you can dance by jumping. In this way, Yigang, if you give them a test paper, they don't necessarily have to be in the fourth grade. Just test the basics and see how they are. If you think you can accept it , just take it."

The principal turned to talk to a young man in his early twenties next to him. This man was a fourth-grade math teacher and homeroom teacher. Ye Cheng and the others knew each other. They heard that he graduated from a regular teacher's college.He has not been in this school for a long time. When he came, the head teacher of the third grade was about to be transferred, so he replaced him. He has been in this elementary school for almost two years now, and his students will start the fifth grade next semester. , he still followed.

"Okay." The male teacher named Wu Yigang responded briefly, and then took two blank sheets of paper from the desk and started to write questions. The questions he asked included Chinese and mathematics, so it was considered as two subjects taken together.A test paper was produced, another one was copied, and handed to Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan respectively, and then a seat was arranged for the two of them, and this not very formal skipping test began.

Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan sat at the two ends of the office. The teachers had nothing to do, so they just looked back and forth, looking at Lu Mingyuan's paper for a while, and Ye Cheng's paper for a while, and whispered.Later, when Lu Mingyuan and Ye Cheng finished the papers, most of the teachers in the office had left, and the sophomore head teacher was gone.

Wu Yigang didn't say anything, and took Ye Cheng's and Lu Mingyuan's papers for approval. Ye Cheng got 92 in the exam, and Lu Mingyuan got 83. The main reason is that this paper contains a few difficult questions, just to touch these two. The bottom of the child, the result is quite satisfactory.

After Wu Yigang finished correcting, he handed the test paper to the principal. The principal put on reading glasses to look at it, and the corner of his mouth curled down: "Then go to the fifth grade."

In this way, the matter of skipping grades was settled. Ye Cheng went back and told Cai Jinzhi about it. After talking, everyone in the village knew that Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan would be in fifth grade next semester.

"I heard that Ye Cheng skipped a grade?" After dinner, Ye Cheng's family became a topic of conversation again.

"Whoever he doesn't dance, he will get a hundred every time. My kid's grades, I feel ashamed as soon as I think about it."

"Hey, people are more angry than people." The people next to him laughed.

"My biggest worry is the parent-teacher meeting. I'm too embarrassed to go because of my son's grades." As a parent of a poor student, it is indeed not easy.

"The guy from his family named Lu Mingyuan jumped with him this time." Someone changed the subject.

"Hey, what this man read for five years, he finished it in two years?"

"Isn't it? How much tuition will be saved!" The family is in difficulty, how I hope my children can be so upbeat.

"That's all you have to offer. That kid will have a university education in the future, so how can he care about this little money?" In fact, both Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan cared a lot.

As soon as the matter of skipping a grade was finalized, Ye Cheng and Lu Mingyuan went to the county town to set up a stall selling salted duck eggs and repairing shoes to make money.After half a year of studying hard, the life of setting up a stall seems to be particularly relaxed. Ye Cheng, who saved two years of tuition fees, is very happy, especially the difference in price during these two years. In short, Ye Cheng feels that he has made a profit.

The teachers and classmates in the studio heard that they had successfully skipped a grade, and they were all happy for them, especially Lan Mu, who asked Ye Cheng to study hard and go to the county No. [-] middle school.But teacher A Cong said no, junior high school can't choose a school, Ye Cheng and the others are not from the county, if they want to study in the county's No. [-] middle school, they have to pay the tuition fee, just kidding, this money Ye Cheng is absolutely unwilling to pay, he Can't get it out either.

Teacher A Cong asked Ye Cheng if he wanted to learn coloring. Ye Cheng thought about it and decided to forget it. A bottle of good gouache paint costs several yuan. The students in their studio all have to buy a box of miscellaneous tools. , and a lot of money.

Unexpectedly, Lan Mu bought him a set of materials the next day. Ye Cheng looked at the brand new plastic box in front of him and opened it. Inside were neatly arranged tools and bottles of gouache paint stacked together. .

"I don't want this." Ye Cheng felt that if he continued like this, he would owe more than he could finish.

"Why? I bought everything." Lan Mu had a disappointed look on his face. He thought Ye Cheng would like it very much.

"This is too expensive." Ye Cheng didn't know how to describe his feelings, the sense of crisis that the debt was getting bigger and bigger.

"It's not expensive, really." Lan Mu smiled. The chocolates he gave Ye Cheng in the past cost more than this amount, but the child didn't know it at all.

"Then I don't want it either." Ye Cheng lowered his head, it's wrong to reject other people's kindness, but he really didn't want it.

"Well... how about this, I will keep this new one for myself, I will give you the box I bought before, some colors are almost used up, it is almost time for a new one, you can use that one to paint and play Let's go." Lan Mu thought about Ye Cheng's thoughts, and discussed with him again.

"Give me the old one?" Ye Cheng then raised his head again.

"Yeah, anyway, you're just getting started now, and you don't need many colors, so just use it first." Lan Mu said and winked at Ye Cheng: "But if you really want any color, you can also choose from I dig here."

Learning color is a very happy process. Ye Cheng usually looks a bit stable like a child, but his use of color is unexpectedly bold and bright. When the summer vacation is coming to an end, Teacher A Cong puts his Still life sketches hung on the wall of the studio.

The walls of this studio are all student works, but the number is not very large, mainly because Mr. A Cong has not many students, and he only allows each student to hang one painting on it. If you are more satisfied, you can replace the original one. Even after graduating from this studio, the works can still be kept on this wall.

Mr. A Cong draws the glass from the glass shop, the wooden frame is also nailed by himself, it is very simple to mount, but it is accompanied by those student works, there are sketches and colors, irregular, nailed and hung on the wall at random, these paintings Make the whole studio look lively.

Ye Cheng was very happy at that time, as soon as the painting was hung up, he went to find Lu Mingyuan.

"Hey! Lu Mingyuan, come and take a look." Ye Cheng was painting just now, and someone came to repair shoes, and Lu Mingyuan went out. After the repair, he held his chin and didn't know what to think, so he sat on the shoe repair booth.

"What? You drew it?" Lu Mingyuan stood on the ground and looked up.

"Yeah, doesn't it look good?" Ye Cheng stood beside Lu Mingyuan, looking up at his work, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Yes. It's beautiful." Lu Mingyuan nodded solemnly. He felt that none of the paintings on this wall were as good-looking as Ye Cheng's.