Life in the third year of high school was simply dark, with endless classes and exams.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, almost no one left their seats.
The top student was racing against time to read, while the slacker was racing against time to doze off.
Everyone was no longer as energetic as they were in their first and second years of high school. They were tired most of the time.
However, at the same time, everyone's faces were filled with the determination to go all out. They gritted their teeth and held on, unwilling to give up no matter how tired they were.
He had been studying hard for decades, just for this last war without smoke. He had to persevere to the end.
Even the students who were usually idling around were affected by this tense atmosphere. Whether they were sincere or not, they still held a book in class and pretended to be.
Other than those who didn't plan to go to university or those whose families had already made arrangements, everyone was working hard.
The four walls of the classroom were also hung with all kinds of bright banners.
"It's not hard, it's not tiring, it's boring, it's not hard, it's not hard.”
"Fight for a year, fight for a lifetime without regrets.”
"The heavens are vigorous, and a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement.”
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College entrance examination, college entrance examination. For a moment, it was as if everyone began to say these two words.
During the class meeting, the teacher would talk about the college entrance examination every three sentences. When they returned home, their parents 'concern had changed from asking about their well-being to how their studies had been recently.
In this tense atmosphere, everyone was more or less anxious.
However, people like Wang Hao, who had already broken through, still lived muddleheaded lives and were not affected by the outside world at all.
Last night, he had climbed over the wall to play games all night. During the day, he could not even lift his eyelids. Other than eating, he spent the rest of the time sleeping on the table.
Sometimes, when she got up to go to the bathroom, she would see Jiang Sheng holding a draft book and scribbling on it. In front of him was a mathematics tutorial material.
He leaned over to take a look. The white paper was full of scribbles. Jiang Sheng's handwriting was indeed a little unbearable.
However, there was order in the chaos. The formulas were neatly arranged, as if they had been deduced and calculated layer by layer.
Wang Hao's jaw almost dropped in shock. He said in disbelief,"Jiang Sheng, am I seeing things? Are you studying?”
Jiang Sheng yawned, rubbed his sore neck, and nodded.
Wang Hao placed his hand on his forehead, looking confused.
"I don't have a fever. Could it be that my brain was damaged?”
Jiang Sheng pushed his claws away." Why? Haven't you heard of a counterattack?”
Wang Hao paused for half a second, then clutched his stomach and laughed out loud.
"F * ck, no, are you serious?”
He almost burst into tears from laughing and wiped them away casually.
Jiang Sheng looked at him as if he was a lunatic and remained silent.
Although the two of them were ignorant and incompetent in his previous life, Wang Hao's fate was completely opposite to his.
After the college entrance examination, Jiang Sheng wanted to look for a job, but his parents persuaded him to go to a junior college for three years. He learned some computer language and worked as a programmer in a game factory.
Wang Hao didn't continue studying. Instead, he went back to take over a small business at home.
With his flexible mind, his business grew bigger and bigger. When the two of them met again later, he was already a small boss with a net worth of more than ten million yuan.
Although he wasn't particularly rich, it was still not bad compared to Jiang Sheng. At least, he was able to make a decent living.
However, the relationship between the two of them was not estranged because of this. The friendship between them from skipping classes and playing online games was still there. Wang Haoming had secretly helped Jiang Sheng, who was living in poverty, a lot.
Thinking back, he was really stupid. Other people had a family as an escape route, but he had nothing and still followed them.
It was all in his previous life. Jiang Sheng pulled himself out of his memories in time. He didn't look like he had been hit by a blow and continued to solve his function questions.
Wang Hao saw that he seemed to have really changed. Although he still could not believe it, he did not want to disturb Jiang Sheng anymore.
As a result, Wang Hao slept and woke up intermittently throughout the day.
When he woke up, Jiang Sheng was either doing his papers or staring blankly at the study committee member.
Wang Hao had a strange feeling that perhaps Jiang Sheng had experienced something. On the surface, he looked the same person, but his heart had changed.
His family was a businessman and had been influenced by his parents since he was young. He was especially good at reading people's expressions.
Perhaps his counterattack was not just for show, and it would make everyone's jaws drop.
Jiang Sheng already had a plan in mind. It was unrealistic to follow the teacher's progress now, so he had formulated a study plan himself and was now implementing it in an orderly manner.
He gave up on Chinese. Like most boys, his essay was full of nonsense.
What classical Chinese was like reading a heavenly book. There was not a single sentence that could be connected.
If he lost one of the three main subjects, he would have to get at least 120 points in Mathematics and English to make up for it.
Jiang Sheng had an advantage in mathematics. With his brain, it could even be said that many things were self-taught. He could understand them after reading them once.
Although English grammar was very complicated, it was not particularly difficult to remember. The logical thinking of Westerners was different from that of Easterners. The most important thing was to understand.
As for science, chemistry, and physics, they could only make up for it. There were no shortcuts.
It seemed like an impossible task to complete in a short period of time, but a person's potential was unlimited. The key was whether or not he gave it his all.
Moreover, Qiao Yunjin had left early in his previous life, and Jiang Sheng had given up all hope in life. How could he still have the motivation to study?
But it was different now. If he scored a few more points, he might be able to get closer to Qiao Yunjin.
They didn't dare to dream of being in the same school, but they might have a chance in the same city.
Once there was something to do, time would pass quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was time for school to end. There were many classes in the third year of high school, and it was already 10 o'clock after the evening self-study session. It was dark outside.
In the past, Jiang Sheng's seat during the evening self-study session was basically empty. This was one of the few times that he stayed until school was over.
Originally, she wanted to send Qiao Yunjin back to the dormitory, but this time, she did not stay in the classroom to study for a while longer. Instead, she ran away like a rabbit when she heard the bell ring.
Jiang Sheng chased after her. Her petite figure had already disappeared into the crowd after school.
He laughed in his heart. I'm not a ferocious beast. Is there a need to avoid me so badly?
Jiang Sheng's wish was dashed. He threw his bag back and carried it on one shoulder. Then, he strode towards the school gate.
The warm yellow light shone on the school road. Some furry green fruits of the sycamore tree fell on the ground. When one stepped on them, the white pulp inside would burst out with a squeaking sound.
There were classmates walking in groups everywhere. Although they were tired from the day, they could still cheer up a little after school. Laughter could be heard everywhere.
Occasionally, in the darkness hidden by the forest, one could see a couple secretly holding hands, walking slowly step by step, as if they hoped that this road would never end.
For some reason, Jiang Sheng felt a little lonely. He couldn't help but think of Qiao Yunjin's delicate and fair hands, which he could wrap around with one hand.
His face was a little hot. He quickened his pace and rushed forward, trying to let the cool summer wind clear his mind.
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