immature

During the two days of the college entrance examination, Zhong Qin's competition class did not stop. The teacher borrowed the computer room of the city library, and dragged them into two daytime classes in a daze.

But after all, there are a lot of homework assigned for each subject, and if the class continues in the evening, the students really have no time to write the papers, so Xi Yan was able to sit at the same desk with Zhong Qin to study the questions after dinner.

After the college entrance examination, according to the school's requirements, the second year of senior high school moved to Shancheng Building, and the first year of senior high school also moved upstairs, while the group of unleashed wild dogs in the third year of high school ran all over the campus with cameras and private clothes.

The whole school seemed to be buzzing.

Li Wenrui looked at the back door of the opposite classroom, and asked: "Xi Baba, look at the group of seniors in the corridor of Class [-], they all came back to take pictures of Brother Gou..."

Xi Yan hummed and chirped back: "Shoot, just shoot, anyway, they will never see Zhong Qin again."

Li Wenrui sighed: "Look at those people outside our class, are they here to see you? Oh, I can smell the smell of freedom through the door, I'm so envious..."

Xi Yan twirled his pen: "What is there to be envious of, will you not survive the third year of high school?"

Li Wenrui looked up at Tang Guoqing, the little old man on the podium, and couldn't say anything: "Don't talk about living until the third year of high school, every time I study physics, I don't even think I can live to finish class."

Xi Yan directly made him amused.

Xi Yan lifted the bench and glanced out the back door.

The opposite side is still Class [-] for the time being, but the class number written on the class board is Grade [-].

I don't know if it's because the classroom has been moved to the sixth floor ahead of time, but Xi Yan is not used to it yet. He always feels that he is closer to the sky, and he can touch the clouds with his hand.

Summer is here, the upstairs is much brighter than the downstairs, the sun is always good, even too good, it will make people feel hot.

When the weather gets hot, people tend to get irritable and find it difficult to calm down and study—for example, Li Wenrui, Xi Yan’s good deskmate.

But Xi Yan is inexplicably able to be a quiet and handsome man, and he still has the heart to talk about philosophical principles to Li Wenrui: "When you graduate from high school, you will understand that the group of people outside are actually envious of us."

"And, they will be envious for a long, long time..."

Towards the end of the term, Jiang Shui said an important thing at the class meeting: "In the second year of high school, there will be a division of arts and sciences. I will tell you in advance. First, I hope everyone will be mentally prepared, and second, I will give you enough time to think about it."

"Our classes [-] to [-] will be reserved as science classes, and students who choose liberal arts in each class will form a new class and be divided into classes according to the ranking of the final exam of this semester. The class number starts from thirteen. The classroom is at Seventh floor."

"I hope everyone will think about the division of subjects during this time. If you have any questions, feel free to come and talk to me."

"I'm going to send out a wish form for each subject right now—it's not formal, but just to understand everyone's thoughts at the moment. It may be temporary or uncertain. It doesn't matter. Just fill it out according to your current mood."

Ten years later, during the education reform, many schools experimented with subject-selection college entrance examinations, but Xi Yan and the others were still divided into arts and sciences.

Xi Yan still remembers that when he filled out this wish form, he actually thought hastily in his heart... Otherwise, he would give up the difficult science and chemistry and study liberal arts.

At that time, he copied too much homework. In the first semester, he was barely at the tail of the middle echelon. In the second semester, he obviously couldn't keep up with physics and mathematics, and fell directly to the tail of the whole grade.

In the end, he had a heartbreak and really wrote liberal arts on the wish list.

At that time, Jiang Shui called him to the office, took his wish form, and asked very bluntly: "Do you think you are suitable for liberal arts? Do you like politics, history and geography like Ni Wenrui?"

Xi Yan gritted his teeth, and finally shook his head.

He is different from Ni Wenrui, he likes historical stories and geographical scenery, but like most people, he just likes these interesting parts.

Jiang Shui put the wish form on the table, tapped the paper, and said sternly: "Separating liberal arts is not an excuse for you to give up science and chemistry students, and liberal arts classes are not a refuge for students with poor grades—I hope you respect liberal arts." , more respect for those students who chose liberal arts because of their love, they are braver than you now."

Xi Yan woke up like a dream, feeling ashamed, while poking his head, and changed his will in front of Jiang Shui.

Xi Yan came back to his senses, and shook his head amusedly.

When I was young, there were always times when I was muddled and confused.

——Fortunately, now he can firmly fill in the two words of science on the volunteer form, and he can also choose his own life with certainty and choose who he will walk side by side with in the future.

The last month of the first year of high school is the devil's review month for the final exam.

Xi Yan and his Class Nine were immersed in the familiar and suffocating atmosphere of the experimental class. Under the influence of this atmosphere, the young students in the class were almost used to restraining themselves with the learning requirements of the experimental class.

Therefore, Class Nine won the championship in one fell swoop among the parallel classes, and the class with the highest grade average fell to Class Twelve again.

Zhong Qin, the first in the grade, is the god of Dinghai who has made an indispensable contribution.

On the day when the grades came out, Yang Ziyang lay on the desk and howled like ghosts: "Brother Zhong...Master Xue Shen...Didn't you use it for competitions on weekends... Tell me how long you have been the first in the grade? You can't give it to me." Do the other students have a chance?"

Zhong Qin dumped the pot without any psychological burden: "Didn't Xi Yan say that the one who takes the first place in the competition while taking the test is called the god of learning? I think he is right."

Yang Ziyang was stunned: "...you really listened to his nonsense?!"

Zhong Qin smiled lightly.

He never shy away from Xi Yan's influence on him in front of others, no matter how cold a person is in the sun for a long time, there will always be some warmth on his body.

The students sitting in the front seat turned around, and together with Yang Ziyang, chatted gossip: "I heard that Feng Jingshu from Class [-] chose liberal arts!"

Yang Ziyang regretted on the spot: "Good guy! The student representatives were forced to change careers by Brother Zhong! Either way, she went to No.1 in the liberal arts experimental class, and she no longer has to live under Brother Zhong's shadow." It's..."

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows: "She likes liberal arts, can you blame me?"

Yang Ziyang leaned back on the table again, and said weakly: "Only outstanding people have the right to choose what they like to do... We can only be drowned in the ocean of science..."

Hearing Yang Ziyang's words, Zhong Qin suddenly remembered that day, when he casually teased Xi Yan, "Isn't it difficult to choose science?" Xi Yan said in a resolute tone instead of helplessness: "Then what should I do?" , work harder, and learn more from you."

Zhong Qinneng could feel that when Xi Yanxiao said this, his tone was not heavy, and even a little relaxed, even though physics was really difficult for him.

But he doesn't look like standing at a fork in the road facing a choice, but like walking lightly after seeing the way ahead.

Everything is taken for granted and logical.

It may be because Zhong Qin has been in a good mood recently, or it may be because he has been "influenced" by Xi Yan subtly, so he has a little more desire to express to his close classmates.

Zhong Qin paused and said, "It's not that only the so-called outstanding people have the right to choose what they like to do."

Yang Ziyang pouted and said, "Then who else..."

Zhong Qin put away all the things he needed for the holiday, and stopped participating in the chatting with his classmates after saying a word.

Yang Ziyang froze for a moment, and was a little surprised to hear his Brother Zhong say with a slight smile——

"Brave man."

After commenting on the final exam papers on Thursday, the study content of the first year of high school came to an end. On Friday morning, there was a dismissal ceremony, and the fifth middle school officially entered the summer vacation.

Class nine classroom.

Jiang Shui put away his things, stepped on the tail of the first semester of high school, and said to everyone: "The second year of high school is a watershed. I hope everyone will make good use of the vacation time to study. It is best to surprise us all when we come back from school."

The students laughed, and Jiang Shui continued: "I would like to briefly tell you about the changes in class members. In the next semester, several students in our class will move to the liberal arts class upstairs, and two students with excellent grades students who have been admitted to the experimental class, similarly, some students who have temporarily left the experimental class will enter our class."

Li Wenrui immediately bumped into Xi Yan with his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't Xiao Yan'er and Xing Xing both going to the experimental class? Also, although I don't want to admit it... But in fact, your grades are also very good." approaching..."

Xi Yan was stunned for a moment, then comforted Li Wenrui and said, "I'm dozens of people away. What's the concept of the front row on the report card? Gods fight, I'm far behind. But the two of them... Although the grades are enough, go It’s not certain if you don’t go.”

Li Wenrui didn't understand: "Huh?"

Xi Yan explained: "The average score of the two half-term exams and the two final exams in the first year of high school is among the top [-] in the grade, which is equivalent to getting a stepping stone to the experimental class-but you can choose whether to go or not. Of course Those who fall out of the experimental class must go."

Some students "born" in parallel classes may not be able to quickly adapt to the fast-paced and high-intensity experimental class, and sometimes there will be a large psychological gap due to large changes in the rank of the class, resulting in high pressure and a drop in grades.

Therefore, whether to enter the experimental class or not, the school respects the individual wishes of the students.

After Jiang Shui finished speaking, Li Wenrui nodded, looked at Chen Xing who was sitting in front of him, and then asked Xi Yan cautiously: "Xi Baba, what do you think... will Xiao Yaner and Xing Xing leave?"

Xi Yan smiled and said, "Not necessarily, our ninth class is a private experimental class, so it's not bad."

Li Wenrui was happy when he heard this: "Isn't it, you were assimilated by the bosses on the same floor! It's like you were assimilated by Brother Zhong!"

Xi Yan scolded with a smile: "...fuck your assimilation."

This is called the taste of lectures between the god of learning and the dregs of learning, single dogs know nothing.

Zhong Qin can be a tyrant and cut scum, but he can't put on the skin of a school tyrant!

Jiang Shui said: "School will be over in a while, and these students who may have a change in class will stay for a while, and we will have a short meeting. Alright, let's rest."

Li Wenrui just felt a little uncomfortable, and suddenly he went down again: "Little Yan'er and Xing Xing may not leave, but Xiao Ni will definitely leave..."

Xi Yan patted him on the shoulder: "He knows what he likes, what a great thing, much better than you and me, I should be happy for him, ah."

Li Wenrui was silent for a while, then said quietly: "You five strong men also left..."

Xi Yan's face was solemn and serious: "Look at it, they are really unreasonable and tortured, let each other go from now on."

When school was over, Ni Wenrui was surrounded by a group of young classmates:

"Xiao Ni, come and let me clean it up for you!"

"Do you want to accompany you to see the new classroom?"

"Call us when the next semester starts, and we will go to Class [-] for you!"

"Good guy, I also want to see what the leader of the liberal arts experiment class is like!"

"Do you still want your notebook? Why don't you keep it as a souvenir for us! How beautiful the writing is! It's even better than the printed one!"

"..."

Wu Yuan and Zhao Yunkun were the two who chose liberal arts among the five heroes. They also came over to hug Ni Wenrui and complained to the young students around:

"Everyone is a brother who went to liberal arts, why don't we get the treatment like Xiao Ni!"

"That's it!"

Xi Yan walked over and punched the two of them on the shoulders: "They went sightseeing to see the scenery of life, and you two were sent to make a change. Can the treatment be the same?"

Wu Yuan and Zhao Yunkun: "Fuck!"

In the next semester, there will be two more liberal arts classes in their grade.

Ni Wenrui got good grades and was assigned to the liberal arts experimental class, while Wu Yuan and Zhao Yunkun were in the liberal arts parallel class.

But after getting along with each other this semester, Ni Wenrui was also full of reluctance when he was about to leave Class Ninth. Now that this group of students made a fuss, he felt much better.

Ni Wenrui sniffed, smiled and took out a few folded red papers from his bag: "...I didn't have anything else left before I left, so I wrote a couplet for everyone, I wish you all your dreams come true."

Li Wenrui unfolded the couplet for a look: "Students are divided into roots...money, money, and life are connected...horizontal criticism...learn to get rich! Hahahaha!"

This couplet from Xi Yan's mouth also amused Xi Yan himself: "Come on, put glue on it, I'll stick it to the door!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Xi Yan really ran to paste the couplets on the front door of their classroom in Class [-] and [-], then he clapped his hands and turned around and said to the three students who were about to leave Class [-]: "Go home and have a look!"

——Until many years later, this group of little classmates who were separated but not separated still still remember that summer night, the boy standing at the door of the classroom.

I remember the boy's bright smile, warm and clean eyes.

After the graduation ceremony, the first and second grades of No. [-] Middle School officially ushered in the summer vacation—except for the informatics competition class.

July 11th and NO.[-] are the days of the NOI exam.

There are two exams in total, one for one day, and one for five hours.

After the test, check the results on the spot, confirm that they are correct and send them back to the school directly.

Xi Yan has never seen such an intense and exciting exam in his previous life and this life combined.

And... this year's NOI is held in the next city.

On the day of the holiday, Xi Yan flicked through the flight information in a hurry, and slammed a bunch of question marks on Zhong Qin's head: "Which day's ticket did your teacher book? Which flight? Can you leave?" The team? You have to follow the team all the way? Can the school book tickets for family members?"

Seeing his excitement, Zhong Qin asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xi Yan giggled: "I want to fly with you! Others are fighting alone, but you have a boyfriend to accompany you in the exam. Surprised! Surprised!"

Zhong Qin raised his arms to hug the boyfriend who suddenly rushed over to hang on his body, lowered his eyes to stare at Xi Yan for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed his boyfriend on the forehead: "...don't dare to move."

I'm afraid that if I move, my boyfriend will be shaken off. If I don't take advantage of the free offer, wouldn't that be a loss?

Xi Yan opened his eyes slightly, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead, and said in a daze, "I don't seem to dare to move anymore."