Go back to the year of the high school entrance examination

Ji Shi came to the morning reading class stepping on the spot.

The morning reading time stipulated in Z is 6:40. If you go to bed before 11:7, you can basically guarantee students 6 hours of sleep time. The high-intensity study time from 40:10 to [-]:[-] pm may seem to adults. It's scary, but Z Middle School is the high school with the most extensive time management in the entire Z County.

In the other two township high schools A Middle and C Middle School in Z County, the morning reading class is at 6 o'clock, and parents can only visit their children once a month.

In the future, this approach may be criticized by the media as a test-taking machine college entrance examination factory, but in a small county like Z County, this is the norm.

They are not on the same starting line as those of their peers in the vast world. If they don't work harder, won't they even be unable to see the backs of those people?

Ji Shi junior high school is in the town. When he was in junior high school, their morning reading class started at 5:40, earlier than the students of the same grade in the county. Not only could he not bear it, but he pretended to be himself when he was late Going to the toilet, their class teacher who just graduated can't bear it. In the especially cold winter, the class teacher often arrives at the door of the classroom after 6 o'clock.

But this is the norm.

This is how the students come here one after another.

Ji Shi met his junior high school head teacher once when he came home. When he was teaching them, the junior high school head teacher was a well-known handsome guy in the school. He was young and passionate, and he was especially popular among girls. That meeting, the other party My hair is almost half gone.

In addition to the influence of genes, there may not be no factors of hard work. After all, it is not easy to persist in repeating the same work year after year.

……

"Morning." He greeted Zeng Tairan.

"Morning." Zeng Tairan waved his hand at him weakly, "I'm sleepy."

Just after 6:40, the classroom was full of people, and Ji Shi heard the voice of reciting English words weakly. It was like this at the beginning of the morning reading class, but once the figure of the old donkey appeared in the classroom , The decibels in the classroom can deafen people's ears.

The two put their English books on the table, Zeng Tairan took out a small bread from the belly of the table, Ji Shi took sea salt biscuits, they exchanged each other, and slowly inserted the straw into the milk.

"Pure milk is really bad, how can there be such a bad thing?" Zeng Tairan complained.

After Ji Shi distributed the biscuits to him, he opened the bag of biscuits and distributed a small packet to one person at the back table. Zhang Jinyu at the back table pushed the biscuits back, and took out his schoolbag to show Ji Shi: "Here, it's the same. "

Exactly the same bulk biscuits, exactly the same pure milk.

It's only been a few days since school started, and they are already familiar with the biscuits on the market.

Compared with the well-known brands in the supermarket, they prefer to eat loose-sized biscuits, which are also packaged in small packets, but they don’t look as high-end as the big brands, but the famous brands in the supermarket taste too sweet, unlike the loose-sized ones, seaweed flavor and The scallion oil is crispy and thin, and it is not difficult to eat two packs.

"It's really hard to drink." When drinking pure milk, he felt that the taste of milk directly robbed his five senses, with a unique smell of cow.

——Although what he and Zeng Tairan bought were the most expensive brands in the supermarket.

Ji Shi spends a lot on fruit and milk for a month. Every time he leaves the school, he can bring back a big bag, and Ji's mother comes to see him every week.

Just as Ji Shi drank the last sip of milk, Zeng Tairan suddenly slammed his back hard: "The donkey is here!"

In an instant, the sound of reading in the classroom was deafening.

Ji Shi quickly threw the empty milk carton back to the table, and began to pretend to read the text.After the old donkey appeared, there was a positive and peaceful atmosphere in the classroom. Those who typed cheat sheets, chatted, played with mobile phones, and had breakfast...all were immersed in the atmosphere of reading in an instant.

As soon as the old donkey left, the fire went out again.

It was only then that Ji Shi took out the biscuits and ate them. He got up late recently and didn't have time to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, so he took biscuits to satisfy his hunger.

Of course, eating biscuits is not enough to eat, but they have a run every morning, and they can go to the cafeteria to buy fried rice during the time between the run and the first class.

Ji Shi reviewed English vocabulary, and by the way, took out yesterday's wrong English question. Time is too precious. According to his current progress, he can't spare time to review English. He usually uses the time of morning reading class. Recite words and new words on the exercise paper, and correct wrong questions.

However, Ji Shi likes to read English texts. English texts, or the excerpts of classics they usually practice and intercept have a sense of fluency. Reading such articles can accumulate a sense of language, and the best way to memorize words is to understand them in context memory.

If he has time, Ji Shi will read the text carefully twice.

He pressed yesterday's math problem under the textbook, and ticked off the words he wrote down.

Zeng Tairan originally wanted to chat with him, but seeing Ji Shi working so hard, he decisively shut his mouth.He himself is a scumbag, and it is difficult to concentrate on studying until now, but since he is a scumbag, he should be his scumbag in peace and stability, so as not to affect Ji Shi's state.

But seeing Ji Shi's hard work, he occasionally felt ashamed, wondering if he could be like Ji Shi.

——He can't do it, this Zeng Tairan knows very well.

But perhaps because of the influence of Ji Shi, who was at the same table, Zeng Tairan also started to pick up books, and the time for playing games was also reduced.

In the middle of the morning reading, the radio sounded "ding ding ding" in the classroom. Everyone stood up skillfully, changed into school uniforms, and lined up in two lines at the door of the classroom.

At this time, the sun was already a little hot, and the corridor at the door was crowded with students. The people in the front of Class 11 almost collided with Class 10. Not far either.

Everyone muttered and began to scold the principal.

The principal of Z Middle School has only been changed for a few years, and the results of the change of principals are immediate - Z Middle School, which originally averaged 7 or 8 Qingjing exams a year, and the highest record of more than 10 Qingjing, has taken 4 exams a year at most in the past few years. One, as Ji Shi remembered, they played steadily this year, and the three Qingjings basically maintained their previous level.

The new official took office three times. This principal is known for calling for reform. However, Ji Shi studied in Z for three years. The biggest memory of the reform is that the principal asked them to change morning exercises into running exercises. The team, the head of the team ran after the tail, running laps on the playground like a fool, because the students are "poor in physical fitness", so the laps must be fast, and they must run three laps.

From the perspective of students, running exercises are more like an eagle catching a chick, running down in a lap, people are exhausted, and they have to wear school uniforms, which makes them feel very stupid.

Of course, from the perspective of adults, running exercises can indeed exercise the body, but their mentality is that they are the students of the top high school in Z County, and every time they run, the residents near Z Middle will deliberately stand Watching them run on the roof is like watching gorillas in a zoo.

Simply stupid.

"Ji Shi, are you going to buy water?"

"Can you buy water? Bring me a meat skewer."

The team dispersed before leaving the playground. Fortunately, today is not the time for the flag-raising ceremony, otherwise the principal would have seen them, and would have urged the class teacher to let them run back to the classroom.

Ji Shi and Zeng Tairan ran to the cafeteria side by side, shoulder to shoulder.

Ji Shi went to buy meat skewers and grilled sausages, and the fried rice in the cafeteria was also delicious, but Ji Shi only ate occasionally, Zeng Tairan was with him today, Ji Shi couldn't make him wait.

The cafeteria still had egg tarts today, and Ji Shi also bought two. He was halfway in the queue, and Zeng Tairan came out of the supermarket with a plastic bag. The bag contained Coke and orange juice, as well as a bag of mineral water. Ji Shi handed it to Zeng. Tairan charged 3 yuan, Zeng Tairan only charged 2 yuan, because the meat skewers also cost 1 yuan.

This feeling is actually quite fresh, because Ji Shi and Ge Liang went to the cafeteria more often before, at least in his memory, Ge Liang never gave him money, and it was Ji Shi's treat.

The coke had been iced, and when the bottle cap was opened, it was steaming. Ji Shi took a sip, feeling the coldness rushing from his forehead to his stomach.

Neither of them dared to stay longer in the cafeteria. The first period of the day was chemistry class. It would be a disaster for them to be caught by the old donkey. The two of them killed the meat skewers and sausages at the entrance of the cafeteria, and wrapped the egg tarts in plastic bags. Running to the classroom like an agent.

Before the class bell rang, the classroom was already quiet, which made Ji Shi and Zeng Tairan very nervous when they went back. They leaned against the wall and watched the back of the classroom for a long time, making sure that the old donkey hadn't arrived before they sneaked back to their seats.

As soon as he came back, Yao Meng made gesticulations: "Did you solve yesterday's problem?"

Ji Shi shook his head: "I plan to take another look today."

"I thought you figured it out." Yao Meng's tone was a little disappointed, and then, under Ji Shi's eyes of "you figured it out", he also shook his head slightly.

In the first chemistry class, the old donkey still took them through the textbooks. Ji Shi had a faint feeling that the old donkey's eyes seemed to drift towards him several times.

He thought it was his own illusion, but in the middle of the class, Zeng Tairan moved over a note: "What did you do?"

Ji Shi: "... Isn't it what you did?"

"I do everything, so he doesn't bother to care about me anymore." Zeng Tairan's explanation is full of logic, "So he is looking at you."

Ji Shi: "..."

It really is a bad thing that the head teacher is a chemistry teacher.

He actually hoped that the old donkey would speak more slowly, because the old donkey was a good teacher. He took the students through the textbook, and Ji Shi felt that it was like listening to the class again. It was much easier to understand than him groping alone.

Ji Shi didn't care about Zeng Tairan's note anymore, and he didn't even pay attention to the sight of the old donkey. Amidst the sound of turning over the textbook, Ji Shi turned the textbook to the place that the old donkey said, and worked patiently on the book notes.