Go back to the year of the high school entrance examination

During a monthly exam, Ji Shi got another five full sets of test papers, which he stapled together with the test papers from the previous monthly exam.

The teachers are also more motivated than usual when talking about the monthly exam papers. Ji Shi feels that he can learn more knowledge after each monthly exam.

Of course, scores are also his motivation.

The 100 yuan he got from school was stuck in the notebook by Ji Shi without spending it, and he took it as a souvenir to motivate himself, because he didn't know if he would have a chance to get it again in the future.

It's not so easy to be the first in the grade.

……

In fact, it was precisely because of the sharp rise in rankings in this monthly exam that Ji Shi began to feel a lot of pressure.

In the past, he was chasing, trying his best to catch up with the people ahead of him, but now, he has become the target of other people's chasing, especially in the three subjects, Ji Shi feels that his room for improvement is very small.

However, it is not easy to maintain this ranking.

In view of his impressive results in the three subjects, several teachers in the class were deeply impressed by him, especially the physics teacher Zhang and Lao Lu, who would call Ji Shi to ask questions in almost every class, and would often Come to Ji Shi to hang around here to see if he has encountered any problems.

The teachers all wanted to bring up Ji Shi's grades.

Of course, there is another dear friend whose expectations are stronger than the teachers', that is, his classmate Zeng Tairan, or in other words, Ji Shi's seat is very eager for Ji Shi's physics and chemistry exams to get high scores.

The main reason is--

The teachers in their area were not willing to look away, but after Ji Shi's grades got up, the teacher always looked at them during class.

Those who read novels, those who play games, those who fall asleep in class...not to mention that they can't do any small tricks, and they have to pay attention to the progress of class all the time, in case the teacher suddenly wakes up one of them.

What's even more frightening is that because Ji Shi spent half a semester turning around from a scumbag to a top student, this also made the teachers in their class reflect on whether they usually pay too little attention to those students with poor grades?Maybe they are the next century too?

In this regard, the thoughts of this group of people are-

I'm sorry, it's hard for them to be as perverted as Ji Shi, okay?

Recently, even peeking at novels has entered the state of underground work——

A thick book of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" was torn out page by page. After reading one page, read another page, and a page of the novel was circulated in the back rows.

It is more concealed to tear it apart, unlike hiding under the table, the teacher can tell at a glance that they are doing something on the podium, maybe a piece of chalk will fly over at any time.

Every student in Z felt that their teacher had secretly practiced the technique of throwing the chalk head.

Ji Shi had an innocent face: "Is it my fault?"

"Don't blame you, who do you blame? Don't get cheap and act good!" Zeng Tairan rubbed Ji Shi's hair vigorously, and it was directly kneaded into the shape of chicken feathers.

Ji Shi also felt that his hair had grown a bit recently, and he hadn't had time to cut it since school started, so he had to find time to go to the barber shop.

There is a barbershop on the campus of Z Middle School, which is next to the canteen. Like all the barbershops in the school in the world, it has all the advantages besides good-looking haircuts, such as proximity and cheap price.

But between being cheap and being ridiculed by their classmates for at least two months, all of them chose to go out and cut.

"Ji Shi, are you going to have lunch?" Zeng Tairan urged Ji Shi right after class, "It's too late and the food in the cafeteria is cold."

"I'll go." Ji Shi corrected the last question of the fill-in-the-blank question, stuffed the test paper into the drawer, and followed him downstairs.

Ji Shi felt that he had maintained a steady state of study recently. He didn't want to push himself too hard, as if his mind was full of nothing but study. Given his personality, it was absolutely impossible for him to maintain that state. to the college entrance examination.

He tried his best to relax his study.

"What do you eat? I'm going to buy a bottle of Coke first, do you want it? Cherry flavor?"

"Reject." Ji Shi waved his hand vigorously, "I have no intention of drinking pesticide."

When cherry-flavored Coke entered the Z store for the first time, it advertised "Warren Buffett's Beloved", which was printed on the can of Coke. Ji Shi tried it curiously. Really, the taste is similar to He smelled exactly the same pesticide smell since he was a child.

In Ji Shi's heart, Cherry Coke is a magical drink comparable to oriental leaves.

When I was in middle school, the variety of beverages on the shelves was not as rich as that of the future. Big brands such as Uni-President, Nongfu Spring, Wahaha and Coca-Cola came and went. The packaging of Oriental Leaf is really pretty, and there is a strong horse on the plastic paper , Ji Shi took a sip with anticipation, and then he threw the whole bottle away.

So much so that when he saw Oriental Leaf on the shelves of the supermarket ten years later, he wondered why it hadn't closed down yet.

But the Nestle iced tea that Ji Shi loved so much when he was in junior high school disappeared for some reason. He thinks it tastes better than Master Kong and Uni-President.

When he was in school, it was the era when the domestic media and publishing industry were particularly fond of "making stars". The "inspirational" stories of characters such as Li Shoufu and Li Aidun were deeply brainwashed by the student group, and they must be brought along when writing essays. Their inspirational legend, but the brainwashing kit is used to puncture it, but they were indeed easily influenced when they were students.

Ji Shi felt that it wasn't that they admired those people so much, the main reason was that there was really nothing to write about, and the role played by those people was actually similar to that of Zeng Tairan and his grandfather.

……

Zeng Tairan finally bought Nestle Iced Tea, although it has not been frozen in the refrigerator, but in the autumn and winter weather, drinking a sip of the refreshingly refreshing beverage will also feel cold from head to toe.

If he was at home, his parents would never allow him to drink like this.

Zeng Tairan ordered chicken for lunch, and Ji Shi ate fish. Both of them have a big appetite, and they try to order good food in the cafeteria. The other side said, "Isn't Zeng Tairan and Ji Shi at the same table? Ji Shi has improved so fast, and the two children usually have a good relationship, and they can take him everywhere." After eating at home, I ate in the cafeteria with Ji Shi, and went back to the classroom for self-study after eating.

It is impossible for Zeng Tairan's mother to say that he wants to change seats, and he feels that the people around him will affect Zeng Tairan's words. After all, Ji Shi is a living example.

"Are you going to play ball this afternoon?"

Zeng Tairan took a sip of the soup, cabbage tofu soup, this is the free soup in the canteen of Z Middle School, it is served in a large iron bucket, and there is an iron ladle in the bucket, one ladle can scoop a large bowl of soup, the special feature of the free soup is Light, less salt and less oil, even a little cabbage and tofu can't be scooped up for a long time, but fortunately, the vegetables are very fresh, and it's quite refreshing to drink.

In Z Middle School, there are very few poor students who only eat rice and free soup, because the overall economic conditions in Z County are not bad, even if the students are from rural areas, they are not particularly poor, because the people in Z County are hardworking and go out to work. It is no exaggeration to save at least 90% of the money and take it home.

In the past, when Ji Shi's second uncle went out to do small jobs, he would go outside to pick up old paper boxes to collect scraps and sell them in his spare time. In the end, the money he brought home from his part-time job was more than the salary paid by the boss.

There are not many poor students in the Jishi class, and the school will also give subsidies to poor students. Z County has many policies for poor students. It is not afraid that there will be no subsidies, but students will not apply.

It has become a routine for Zeng Tairan and Ji Shi to make an appointment to play table tennis recently.

Ping-pong tables are not as hard to grab as basketball courts, and there is no need to gather the number of people. Two people can play with a table, and there is no need to worry about queuing, because people on the same court can make friends by playing.

High school students are quite pure. After all, the Internet is underdeveloped, and they have little chance to come into contact with bad information.

There are also girls playing on the table tennis table, and their skills are not bad. Ji Shi thinks that the girls' skills may be better than his.Regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, after entering the field, they will play 11 rounds according to 5 points. Whoever loses will go down, and then play when it is their turn.

Playing table tennis is Ji Shi's way to relax. When playing, he doesn't need to think about the problems or scores. He can maintain the most concentrated state whether he is watching or playing.

After class in the afternoon, the two went to the school gate to buy a cup of oden, and then rushed to the stadium.

Although the table is not tense, it would be better if you can get on the court early and avoid queuing up. The two of them will definitely not be able to eat enough oden, but the oden at the school gate is really delicious, better than the ones sold in the cafeteria, and it is best to eat oden in cold weather , soaked in soup in skewers, and have a warm sip.

As expected, Ji Shi and Zeng Tairan grabbed a ping-pong table first, each with a racket, and started playing slowly with the ball.

Zeng Tairan used a pair of butterfly ones, which were a bit more expensive, while Ji Shi's rackets were made by Double Happiness, which can be bought at the small shop in front of the school.

Zeng Tairan always laughed at Ji Shi's poor game skills, but in fact he was not much better than Ji Shi, at most he was better at chopping the ball, Ji Shi couldn't chop, Zeng Tairan gave him unforgettable chops from time to time.

"Are you here so early today?"

The two were playing, and a line was formed at the edge of the table tennis table. When someone came, Ji Shi and Zeng Tairan naturally couldn't play casually, and had to start scoring. Sure enough, Ji Shi lost to Zeng Tairan after playing 3 rounds. Gave up a valuable position.

Everyone who came to play each brought their own racket, basically they would not use other people's rackets. After Ji Shi came down, they lined up at the back, and waited for the second person to play with Zeng Tairan, and the next loser continued to line up.

Those who have fought with them a few times are familiar, but Ji Shi doesn't know the name of the other party, nor does he know what class the other party is in, of course this is not important.

But Ji Shi, the boy who came with the other party this time, looked familiar. I don't know if it was his illusion, but the other party seemed to look at him a few times.

"Shen Jun, it's your turn to fight."

The other party responded, and it was only then that Ji Shi remembered that he seemed to have met this person in the teacher's office, and had called and met him when he signed the contract that day.

He seems to be in Class 1, and he got the first place in the monthly math test.

Shen Jun took out the racket slowly, and played back and forth with the opponent a few times. After a while, after a round, he won the opponent, stopped and shook the racket again. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at Ji Shi : "What materials do you usually use for listening?"

Ji Shi: "?"

Although a little dazed, Ji Shi is not the kind of person who hides and hides. Since the other party asked, he doesn't mind telling the other party. He gave the name of the listening materials. In fact, they are all public funds on the market, which is not a novelty. data of.

"Shen Jun, someone you know?"

Those who were with Shen Jun seemed to be students from Class 1, and Ji Shi was not surprised when he thought about it. The two intensive classes did not follow the route of hanging the head and stabbing the buttocks. They seemed to be more comfortable in life than most ordinary classes.

Shen Jun nodded: "It's time for Class 11."

Ji Shi: "..."

They don't know each other well, really.

But when Shen Jun mentioned Ji Shi's name, several other people immediately looked at him with a slight strange look in their eyes.

The name Ji Shi is no stranger to them, especially after this monthly exam, but they only know that there is such a person in class 11, but they don't know what Ji Shi looks like.

But he didn't expect that Ji Shi was the boy who usually played with them on the same table.

They only felt that the other party didn't like to talk, but they didn't observe Guo Ji seriously, mainly because Ji Shi didn't seem like a good student.