when she became "he"

After fully appreciating the half-month-long "returning to the south" of city r, Xu Nuo began to miss the city he was in before. He needs to wear short sleeves, but after experiencing the spring in city r, he no longer thinks so. It turns out that every place has its own advantages.

For half a month, he felt as if he was soaking in water, and seeing the "smoky and rainy" scenery no longer aroused his amazement. At this time, the first thing in his mind was not how beautiful the scenery was, but How many sets of clothes can survive this "return to the south", so how much leisure did the ancients have to write so many popular poems in such weather.

After the Ching Ming Festival, the weather gradually improved.

There are two months left, and the school is getting tighter and tighter. Basically, several sets of papers will be handed out every day. The original one-month and two-day holiday has also been cancelled. The teacher has stopped teaching, and the focus of review has changed. After making papers, I cycle between "making papers-correcting papers-telling papers" every week.

There were three mock exams before the college entrance examination, and the results of the third mock exam came out at the end of May.

Xu Nuo stood in front of the red list and looked at his own results. The first word on the list was "Zhao Wen".

"Damn, who is this Zhao Wenwen? He's awesome. He won the first place in the three mock exams. Will he be able to survive!"

Hearing the name of "myself" suddenly, Xu Nuo turned his head and found that standing next to him were a few boys in shirtless ball uniforms. Although the time for the third year of high school was tight, there was always a group of people who would rather give up the time for eating. Those who were going to play two games, obviously, the people behind Xu Xu were this kind of people, because the smell of sweat wafting out separated the crowded crowd by a circle.

Although the promise has made great progress before, he is not used to this kind of high-intensity test of "one test in three days, one test in five days". As far as the "positive species" students are concerned, he is still a bit weak in the exams, so although he was ranked in the forefront of the grade before, he has not yet won the first place. It was not until these three mock exams that he really showed his strength. In a short while, the name Zhao Wenwen spread in the third grade of high school.

It was a boy with a crew cut who spoke just now, and a boy wearing glasses next to him replied: "It seems to be in a cram school. I have a cousin who is in class 15, and Zhao Wenwen seems to be next door to them. I heard from my cousin that Zhao Wenwen is very good at mathematics." Tight, every test will not be lower than 145 points."

A boy slapped his thigh excitedly: "Fuck, my three subjects of 'Chinese, English and Mathematics' combined are not as high as others' in one subject!"

The flat-headed boy said angrily: "He's a 'senior senior'~, if I study for another year, maybe I can get the first place."

"Just brag. If you study for another three years, you won't be able to pass half of the other people's exams. Who was the one who scored 9 in math last time?"

The flat-headed boy blushed, but he was still dissatisfied: "That's because I fell asleep during the exam, okay?"

Uncomfortable by the "masculinity" of several people, Xu Nuo was about to leave, but suddenly he was patted hard on the shoulder, this is the form of greeting, Xu Nuo knew who it was without looking back.

Sure enough, Tian Hong's loud voice rang out: "Zhao Wenwen, you are awesome, you are number one again, when will you invite us to eat to celebrate!"

As Tian Hong's voice fell, several eyes fell on Xu Nuo.

Xu Nuo turned his head and saw the boys who were "spouting nonsense" looking at him in embarrassment just now, a layer of blush had already appeared on their thin-skinned faces, the feeling of being caught on the spot by the person who said something bad about someone was really not good, The eyes met, and the promise was a little unnatural, although he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

"What's the matter, why don't you talk?" Tian Hong asked in a bewildered manner.

Xu Nuo shook his head, "It's nothing, do you want to go to the classroom too? Let's go together."

"Of course!"

Tian Hong and Xu Nuo walked to the classroom together. On the way, he suddenly turned his head and asked: "Zhao Wenwen, do you think about which school you want to go to? My dad said that I will take the exam in the province. It's close to home. I'm really worrying about it. I'm not I’m a child, and I still don’t know how to take care of myself! How about City B? I haven’t been to City B yet. I really want to study there. Unfortunately, my grades are not as good as yours. Big, z big is not easy to catch!"

Xu Nuo was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this problem, this year he was more trying to adapt to Zhao Wenwen's life, trying to adapt to the education in city r, and trying to improve the speed of doing papers, all of a sudden it was true Never thought about college.

It was only a moment for the thoughts to turn around, and promised not to stop, "Don't think about B major or anything. There are no enrollment places in our school. I don't know if there are one or two in the city. The scores of S and Z majors are here. It is very high, and only a few people are recruited in our province, with your grades..." He paused, as if looking for a suitable explanation, "...the chances are slim!"

"Damn, regional discrimination!" Tian Hong wailed, "Now is not only the era of fighting for fathers, but also the era of fighting for household registration!"

Fight accounts?

This statement is quite figurative.

Tian Hong regretted the pain: "Then you can't get into the B university? Such a good grade is for nothing!"

Xu Nuo shook his head, "I didn't want to go to B University." Although he didn't know where he was going to take the exam now, but City B...forget it.

I have always felt that the third year of high school is difficult, but when the college entrance examination is about to come, I will find that there is not enough time. It seems that I will suddenly find that I still have a lot of knowledge before the exam is approaching. I thought I was fully prepared, but when it is coming Suddenly lost confidence.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, everyone, don't relax!" Meng De stood on the podium and told everyone, after a pause, he continued, "Of course, you should not work too hard, pay attention to rest, how is your review up to now? It has basically become a foregone conclusion, so don't 'burn the midnight oil' like before!"

The students below laughed: "Teacher, aren't you contradicting yourself? Is this telling us not to relax or letting us relax?"

Meng De was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Hey, teacher, aren't you nervous? Don't think that you are the only ones who are nervous. You know, the teacher's nervousness ranks first in the student's college entrance examination. There are so many of you, how is your review going?" I can't understand them one by one, they are all my students, if anyone fails in the exam, the teacher will feel sad, you are only nervous about yourself, the teacher will be nervous about dozens of people in the class, who do you think is more nervous?"

"In the past two days, you must eat well, sleep well, and maintain enough energy. Also, the weather has changed frequently recently, so you should pay attention to your health and don't catch a cold. The ancients have the opportunity to be admitted to the Jinshi by 'studying hard for ten years'. 13 years of hard study, one more year than the '12 years' of the freshmen, if it is because of a small cold that affects the performance of the college entrance examination, it is not worth it!"

The boy was naughty, and immediately retorted after hearing Meng De's words: "Teacher, it's not just 13 years, it's 16 years!"

"What are three more years?"

The following twitter immediately replied: "There are also kindergarten classes, middle classes, and big classes!"

Meng De was stunned and said with a smile: "Sure enough, people from two eras. We didn't have any kindergartens at that time, even elementary schools were still in five years!"

"Teacher, my dad said that they were in junior high school for four years. Is it true?"

Meng De nodded and said, "It's true, we all had the 'May [-]th System' at that time."

Xu Nuo was also shocked by the numbers mentioned by the students below. In 16, most of the students in this class were 20 or [-] years old, and the older ones were [-] years old. That is to say, they will start when they are three or four years old. After studying, four-fifths of my life is spent in school. Thinking about this number is really scary.

However, Zhao Wenwen's situation is a little different. He didn't start school until he was 7 years old, and he didn't go to kindergarten. He went directly to the first grade. The students who went to kindergarten in the class were all students from the county or the town, and those who came from the countryside. Most of them are directly enrolled in the first grade, and some villages have a preschool class, which can be regarded as popularizing preschool.

After doing the same thing for so many years, it’s no wonder that some people are tired of studying. Even the promise, he still can’t bear it after this year. This is because he hasn’t gone to school before, and he has retained his enthusiasm for school. One can imagine the other What are people like.

On the last day before the college entrance examination, the evening self-study has been cancelled. The first and second grade students also went home two days ago. Only the senior three students are left in the school. It's open.

Many students did not dare to relax at this time. They took books and test papers to the temporary classrooms sorted out by the school to review, promising not to go to self-study, nor to return to the dormitory. At this moment, he was lying on the only lawn of the school.

There are a few stars scattered in the sky, Xu Nuo looks at the dark sky, but his thoughts drift far away...

Today is June 6th, which is a special day for Xu Nuo. On this day last year, he went to the operating table for the last time, but he never got off the operating table again.

It has been a year since I became Zhao Wenwen. Although I have barely adapted to the life of being Zhao Wenwen, he is still the wealthy Miss Xu family in his bones. She is a 16-year-old girl who controls most of the shares of two listed companies. I am used to it. People living in metropolitan cities with convenient transportation and advanced equipment, even now promise to not know whether their insistence on studying is caused by years of obsession in their hearts, or whether they want to return to that bustling city through this channel.

Maybe, goodbye... those people!