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Wen Yixin spent his summer vacation back in the urban area, which meant that for two full months, Xie Ming could only become a piece of black charcoal with Jiang Zixiang and the others in the same street.

At that time, the children in the countryside didn’t have computers at home. Even if they could afford computers, QQ hadn’t been born yet, and PHS was even gone. They have a large door and don't even use landlines.

At that time, the roads were full of potholes, and it took more than two hours to drive from the township to the city, otherwise Xie Ming would have rushed to find Wen Yixin.The reality is cruel, Xie Ming can only wait until school starts.

After school started, all the boys basically joined the Coal Sect, and Xie Ming was the leader of the Coal Sect. He has this kind of skin that turns dark and white quickly.However, the leader was very dissatisfied to find out that there was a traitor among the boys——his tablemate who looked like a piece of white jade, Wen Yixin.

In the first math class on the first day of school, the leader couldn't help but said, "What's the matter with you, why are you so stupid, don't you go out for a run during the summer vacation?"

Wen Yixin devoted himself to burying himself in the sea of ​​people all the year round, but now he realized that he was different, and said embarrassedly: "I just stay at home, and no one in the urban area asks me to go out to play."

"...Oh, okay." Xie Ming, who was extremely jealous just now, feels distressed now, and he feels that Wen Yixin is so lonely and pitiful.

At that time, classmates and teachers were quite used to speaking dialects, and they would speak after class and sometimes in class.For example, an old mathematics teacher whose Mandarin is not standard, he likes to crackle in dialect when he speaks excitedly. Fortunately, these rural children do not have a situation where they cannot understand.

However, "these country children" naturally did not include Wen Yixin. Wen Yixin never used dialects to communicate with the elders in his family, and his dialect level was not as good as his English level, so he really couldn't understand it.

"What did the teacher just say?" Wen Yixin asked in confusion.

"It means 'do you understand?', I told you about it last semester."

"...Oh, I forgot after a summer vacation." He said angrily.

"It's okay, Lao Fang is like this, the local dialect is used for nonsense, and the Mandarin is used for useful things..." Before Xie Ming finished speaking, the old Fang said something, "Well, his Mandarin is not as good as the dialect. "

"Ha ha!"

The two listened to the class for a while.

However, Lao Fang seemed to be very excited today, speaking non-stop in dialect.The sentence just said was quite long, Wen Yixin estimated that it might be a point of knowledge, so he asked again: "What does that sentence mean?"

"It's just...'You are all in the third year of junior high school, you have to work hard in the last year, and our class strives to take more general high school exams'."

"……Oh."

Xie Ming lived a heartless life for the first two years, but just after translating Lao Fang's words, he suddenly bent down and picked up his heart and lungs.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Wen Yixin who was calm after saying "Oh", and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Where will Wen Yixin study in high school?Are you going back to the city?

Is there only one year left for him and me as classmates?

Thinking of this, math class became boring, Uncle Xie didn't like to think too much, he kicked his deskmate lightly under the table, and asked directly: "Have you ever thought about where to study in high school? "

"...Not sure, maybe it depends on what my father said. What about you?"

"Me, let's take Pugao from the town."

"Pugao in the town? It seems that the rate of one book is not very good. Why don't you go to the city to study? Anyway, you can live on campus in high school, and you don't have to worry about rushing back and forth every day."

Facing the ignorant question from the townsman, Xie Ming sighed, shook his head and said, "Young Master, you are so smart to think of it? There is a restriction on the number of students in our town, and students are not allowed to go out! All good students go to the city That's it, the rate of our poor high school will be gone!"

Wen Yixin: "..." So it is.

Xie Ming wanted to say that it's not impossible to go out, you can go to a better private high school in the city, but his parents will definitely not waste money on it.

Wen Yixin was silent for a while and asked, "Then what university do you want to study?"

"Huh? University?" Xie Ming was confused. He didn't even think about high school, let alone something as far away as university. "Peking University or Tsinghua University? I know these two."

"Pfft!" Wen Yixin laughed, "Okay, if we really can't go to the same high school, maybe we can still go to the same university."

Xie Ming slapped his head, that's right, that's the reason!

When I thought about it, my mood suddenly changed.

Xie Ming wished he could skip a grade and go to university right away, kicked Wen Yixin's stool with his foot under the table crazily, and asked excitedly, "Hey, do you want to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University?"

"...Huh?" Wen Yixin was stunned, "I don't know, I haven't thought about what I want to do in the future... But my dad said that Peking University is good at arts and sciences, and Tsinghua University is good at engineering. I think I might study science... ...Then, Peking University?"

"Row!"

Wen Yixin didn't know what he said, so he decided to learn about Ming's future university.

After more than two years, Xie Ming, who won the gold medal, had to decide which school to sign. The coach said earnestly: "Our high school has a good relationship with Tsinghua University, so we should sign with Tsinghua University. Didn't you see that most of our outstanding graduates are sent to Tsinghua University?" ?”

At that time, Xie Ming and Wen Yixin hadn't been in touch for more than a year, and he didn't know if Wen Yixin remembered what he said at that time, but anyway, he made up his mind and decided to sign with Peking University.

"This...is not very good. Our school had a problem with Peking University in terms of quotas before."

The wolf-hearted Xie Ming said it was none of my business, but in the end he went his own way and signed with Peking University.

Speaking of which, now—

In a junior high school like theirs, there is no difference between the third grade and the first grade, and there is no tension at all.Because there are fifty or sixty people in the class, not many people really take the high school entrance examination seriously—some people in the class will not even go on to further education after the high school entrance examination. If there are ten high ones, it is the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

Xie Ming didn't put much thought into his studies, and his grades basically hovered around the fifth in the grade, but he never fell out of the top ten in the grade.He thought that it would be no problem to get into Pugao in the town anyway, so he didn't try too hard.

His good deskmate Wen Yixin is very Buddhist in nature, and he is also a hypocritical master.When I first entered junior high school, I could still listen carefully to the lectures, but it was not a good thing to be unable to stand at the same table, so I was close to the ink, and I gradually stopped listening to the lectures.Only the homework is considered serious, and that's because Xie Ming always borrows it to copy it.So Wen Yixin's grades are not the same as Xie Ming's.The two have been entrenched in the first and No.2 of the first class.

At the class meeting two weeks after the start of school, teacher Zhang, the head teacher, suddenly announced a news—the policy has changed this year, and each junior high school in the town has been allocated three quotas from urban high schools.

A stone creates... a small ripple.

Teacher Zhang sighed. She originally thought that the Thousand Layers of Waves did not appear at all, but after thinking about it, it was normal. A row of black and white double evil spirits - Xie Ming and Wen Yixin.

The little ripple just now came from them, and they looked at each other in dismay after hearing the news.

"The number of places is not completely based on the results of the senior high school entrance examination." Teacher Zhang coughed and began to expand in detail—although there were only two audiences in what he said next, "The midterm exam scores account for 10% of this semester, and the final exam It accounts for 20%, the mid-term examination in the next semester accounts for 20%, and the final high school entrance examination results account for 50%, students who intend to go to the city to study high school should seize the opportunity."

Teacher Zhang glanced at the two of them again after speaking, and then began to talk about the daily things in the class.But what happened next, Xie Ming didn't care to listen to it at all.

"Can we go to the same high school now?" Xie Ming couldn't sit still, he stretched out his leg and tripped Wen Yixin's leg.

Wen Yixin didn't know what he was thinking, and ignored him, but at this time, Xie Ming didn't notice it at all, and raised his fingers like a fortune teller: "Tsk tsk tsk, happiness came too suddenly... What about you, anyway If you have a registered permanent residence, you can get in if you take the exam seriously. It shouldn’t be a big problem for me to spend a little more time studying this year.”

Wen Yixin was silent for a while and said, "Let me tell you something."

"What?" Xie Ming blinked and looked at him.

"That's right... I only found out after calling my dad last week." Wen Yixin seemed to find it difficult to speak, "It's just...my dad transferred my household registration to the town when I came here to study. .”

"Ah? What's wrong with your father!" Xie Ming almost jumped up, and after saying this, he realized that he was disrespectful to other people's elders, so he quickly waved his hands, "Ah, no, I mean... "

Wen Yixin shook his head and said it's okay: "I told you before that my parents divorced a long time ago. I followed my father, but my mother almost lost contact. My father went to work in the UK when I was in fifth grade. When I returned to China during the holidays, I saw how lonely I was. I thought that I would simply send my junior high school to the town where my grandparents lived, so I came here. But I was registered in the urban area at the time, and it was a bit troublesome to come here to study. He Just transfer the account directly..."

Xie Ming interrupted: "Then can you turn back? Anyway, you have a house in the city."

Wen Yixin wondered: "The past two years have been very strict, and I can't transfer in a short time..."

If Xie Ming was more concerned, he should have asked Wen Yixin, "Why is your father so short-sighted, and transferred your account directly regardless of your high school problems?" I went to the same high school", so I was a little stunned and said: "That's okay, let's work hard together, anyway, there are three places."

Wen Yixin: "..."

He watched Xie Ming laughing foolishly in his seat, and suddenly couldn't bear to finish telling the truth.

He only found out when he called last week that the reason why his father just transferred his account was because he planned to let him go to a private international school in high school and go abroad for university.

Wen Yixin sighed secretly, and said to himself, let's take it one step at a time, and tell him after a while. In short, let's study hard with him for the past two months.Big deal...don't listen to Dad when the time comes, just secretly report the high school.

The teenagers have their own thoughts and embark on the final journey of the junior high school era.

The difficult days of alternating hot and cold in the late summer and early autumn were over in the blink of an eye, and the old fan that kept whistling in the classroom stopped somehow.For the first time in their lives, the two boys devoted themselves to schoolwork with the goal of winning something, and the midterm exam of the first semester of the third year of junior high school came quietly.