desolate

Speaking of the competition, Zhou Ze was quite familiar with it.

According to Seoul's college entrance examination policy, Ms. Ma Wenjing planned for him a long way to bypass the thousands of troops in the college entrance examination. To participate in the competition, mathematics is an advantageous subject, and preparations start from the first year of high school; provincial first is the minimum goal, work hard To enter the provincial team, it is best to win the national award and sign a contract to reduce points.

Of course, this road is now blocked by his own hands.

"You can move the chair over there." Li Pingan put away the pile of competition questions.

Seeing that he was avoiding this topic, Zhou Ze was not a person looking for trouble, so he immediately pretended he didn't see anything, and concentrated on his book.

Li Pingan also breathed a sigh of relief and went about his own business.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he could still hear the joking and scolding in the dormitory half a corridor away, he would not be willing to stay here at Li Ping'an's place at [-] o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Ze stuck to the pen holder and did a problem for a while, staring at the uneven tabletop for a long time.

"You have a phone." When Li Pingan looked up, he saw an incoming call reminder popping up from his mobile phone on the table.

Originally, this was just a reminder.

However, Li Pingan unexpectedly discovered that the call did not seem to be welcomed, on the contrary, he was only greeted with disgust.

Yes, disgust.

The gentle boy in front of him, when he found out about the incoming call, his first reaction was to frown slightly, and then he went to look at his phone, and after reading it, the gap between his brows didn't seem to flatten.

Soon, Zhou Ze stood up: "I'll go out for a while."

Li Pingan watched him leave with his mobile phone, and gently closed the door before going out.

Maybe I just think too much.

Li Pingan thought.

Outside the dormitory, Zhou Ze looked down at the call alert on his phone, it was Zhou Haiyang.

And he found that this call was the third call from the other party.The interval between each missed call did not exceed 1 minute. With such an intensive offensive, there was a stance that he would keep fighting if he didn't answer it.

This is completely different from Ma Wenjing's efficiencyism, where he only hits one and doesn't pick up. Although the effect of chasing and hitting is mediocre, it is annoying.

"Hello, Uncle."

So he compromised.

"Xiao Ze, are you free? I have something to ask you." Zhou Haiyang is not like Ma Wenjing, who counts his "crimes" in detail as soon as he comes up. Are you going to study in No. [-] Middle School?"

How should he answer this?

It was he who lied, and now he can only admit it.

Zhou Haiyang was far away from home, and he was shocked when he received a call from Ma Wenjing when he was picking stones in the afternoon, but he felt very absurd after hearing the intention.So until now, just call to confirm.

"Your mother is also doing it for your own good. The No. [-] Middle School is indeed better than the No. [-] Middle School in all aspects. This matter concerns your future. You'd better listen to your mother..." Zhou Haiyang has no children, and it is very contrary to his earnest words.

"..." Zhou Ze remained silent facing the phone. He knew that he should just get off the slope at this time, stop being self-willed, and listen to the adults.

The door of the dormitory halfway across the corridor suddenly opened, and two young teenagers came out of the room, walking out the door and talking into the room.

"Hurry up, the door will be locked at ten o'clock, let's go to the Internet cafe first."

"Why are you rushing, there is still half an hour..."

As soon as the two turned around, they bumped into Zhou Ze face to face.

Guo Chao raised his eyebrows when he saw him.

"Let let, let let!"

The corridor is narrow, and there are many trousers hanging by the iron window. They often turn their heads when they pass by.At this time, the other party also squeezed past him impatiently.

Ding Yibao was the last one to come out of the dormitory. When he saw Zhou Zeshi, he was taken aback and blurted out, "Why are you here? We thought you had gone home."

Zhou Ze finally opened his mouth: "There is no one at home, just arrived..."

Zhou Haiyang on the phone asked immediately when he heard the movement: "What, are you still outside?"

"No..." Zhou Zexu covered the receiver, waved Ding Yibao and others to leave quickly, "In the dormitory, it was my roommate just now."

Zhou Haiyang seemed to be short-sighted: "Don't play outside at such a late hour, I also liked to play when I was your age, it's normal-oh yes, let's talk about you going to school, wait until I go back Ah, just listen to your mother and transfer to No. [-] Middle School..."

Zhou Ze suddenly said, "I don't want to go to No. [-] Middle School."

Zhou Haiyang was stunned: "Why?"

"I took the monthly exam in the past two days, and my estimated score is less than [-]. This score should make no difference whether I go to No. [-] Middle School or No. [-] Middle School."

If Ma Wenjing saw his report card, what kind of expression would he make?He couldn't wait to imagine.

disappointment?anger?disgust?

Hand in a blank paper.

No matter what you think, it's all intentional, right?

——Deliberately against the parents, showing the rebelliousness of the teenagers.

"How come, your grades are very good!"

"I don't know..." Zhou Ze pursed his lips, and said in a very sensible tone, "Don't be embarrassed, I will tell my mother about it."

Zhou Haiyang was at a loss, so he could only say: "Okay, then you can talk to your mother, she is also thinking of you..."

In the end, I still have to use this old-fashioned rhetoric, which is really nothing new.

Zhou Ze waited patiently for the other party to hang up first.

Coincidentally, when he turned around, he saw Li Pingan holding a basin to take a bath. Zhou Ze was so startled that he quickly recalled whether there was anything that should not be heard in the conversation just now.

Li Pingan spoke first: "Your roommates are gone?"

Zhou Ze hummed, and continued: "Are you going to take a bath? Then I'll go back first."

Li Pingan looked slightly stunned, then came back to his senses the next moment, and nodded: "Yeah."

Zhou Ze was afraid that he would leave, so he packed his things after going in three or two times, and then came out in front of him: "Please wait for me, let's go."

In fact, there are only two similar distances from 109 to 105 to the public bathhouse at the end, but Li Pingan walks very slowly - his knees have accumulated water, he can't walk fast, and he falls easily, so he walks slowly at all times of.

Zhou Ze kept the same speed as him.

When approaching Zhou Ze's dormitory, Li Ping'an suddenly asked, "Do you want to transfer schools?"

It seemed that his call was still heard.

"……probably not."

Compared with No.[-] Middle School, No.[-] Middle School will make him feel more comfortable.

Compared with Seoul, Pingjiang made him more comfortable.

……

On Monday morning, Wu Guang walked into the classroom clattering into the classroom wearing the most photographed blue striped POLO shirt and brown jacket.

The students in the first class have not recovered from the weekend. Although they are sitting in the classroom at this time, their hearts are flying all over the sky.

"Quiet!"

When the English teacher looked helpless and slapped the podium for the fourth time, but it still seemed to have little effect on these students, Wu Guang finally walked in with his voice open.

He looked around and smashed the things in his hand on the podium: "What's the noise? You did well in the exam, right?"

"I think it's okay..."

Under the stage, Xu Duozhi, who was more than half a classroom away from the podium, took advantage of the geographical advantage of "the mountains are high and the emperor is far away", and used the sound of mosquitoes to sing against the class teacher secretly.

However, his opponent was also an old fritter, and he walked off the podium in a few big strides, and bent his ears in front of Xu Duozhi: "What are you talking about? Louder!"

Xu Duozhi learned how to behave now, sat up straight and raised his chest: "I didn't say anything!"

Because of nervousness, he accidentally kicked Zhou Ze's stool leg.

"You little bastards, when you hear that you are going to study by yourself at night, you can't wait to find out all the things you have learned in the past ten years. You don't leave a single space on the paper." Wu Guang walked back to the podium with his hands behind his back, "The marking teacher The group has been lively for two days, and it’s all written by you, who... the composition that comprehends life, even used your mother to carry you to get an injection, and finally realized that health is the most important thing, your mother can make you mad ..."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

It caused Wu Guangchong to roll his eyes at them.

Zhou Ze also found out that Wen Jialang next door was lying on the table with a guilty conscience when Wu Guang was talking about composition.

It seems that the rare talent is probably the one next to him.

Wu Guang waited for the laughter to subside, and said again: "However, you all have improved to varying degrees this time. This is what I am most happy to see. In the second and fifth grades of senior high school, we have the second average score this time, which is better than that of the seventh class." It's only two points away, and the results of each subject are posted at the back, after class, you go and have a look, the paper is in the teacher's hand, if you find the problem, make persistent efforts, do you hear me!"

The students shouted sparsely: "I heard it!"

Among them was Zhou Ze who didn't even speak.

Fortunately, Wu Guang had long been accustomed to the fact that his "disciple soldiers" were lifeless, so he left after saying a few words and returned the class to the English teacher.

However, this class was still stymied by the students' eager curiosity. Thanks to the English teacher's good temper and ninjutsu skills, he stayed until the end of get out of class.

As soon as the first class ended, a group of people who couldn't wait for a long time swarmed up and surrounded the report card posted at the back of the classroom.

"Let me see my score!"

"Don't squeeze!"

"Let me see first!"

However, what you said and what you said, together with the movement of you pushing and shoving, successfully woke up Pei Ye who was recovering from sleep.

He sat up and kicked the table angrily.

The crowd fell silent, and the volume doubled.

Probably because he really didn't like so many people chattering around, Pei Ye yawned and sat in front of Wen Jialang, and then opened a can of Red Bull on his desk.

Wen Jialang giggled and took out another bottle from the belly of the table: "Brother Pei, don't you look at the score?"

Pei Ye raised his neck and said two words: "Don't look."

Can I score more?

No.

Then watch a ball.

Wen Jialang nodded: "Your grades are really not suspenseful."

Pei also finished a bottle of Red Bull Gudong, holding the empty can in his hand: "Don't you want to watch it?"

Wen Jialang said: "I already knew about it. My dad called yesterday to ask about it. He passed the exam well. Otherwise, how would I have money for my birthday tomorrow?"

"Oh."

Pei Ye pouted his chin and stared dryly at the crowd behind the classroom, not knowing how much he had listened to.

And at this moment, he saw a person struggling to get out of the crowd, and coming straight towards him.

——Oh, no, Bende is Zhou Ze next to him.

Qin Yan asked without panting: "You still have no points in Chinese?"

Zhou Ze was taken aback by this man, didn't say anything, just nodded.

Qin Yan looked at him like a monster: "Then you still took the 502 test? Wouldn't it be possible to get more than 600 if you add Chinese? I saw that except for English, you are the first in our class in all other subjects. You are too scary." .”

Wen Jialang raised his voice, "Hey, what a master of learning!"

His voice is very bright.

The voices of others are extremely far away.

After a while, Zhou Ze felt that his body was full of holes being stared out.

Just when the whole class was talking, Wu Guang suddenly appeared at the back door of the classroom.

Then he waved at people:

"Zhou Ze, Pei Ye, you two come here."

The author says:

I always feel that it reads like Metamorphosis of a Rebellious Teenager...but it's not!