"Who?"
Yu Xian turned his head with a swipe, revealing a charming collarbone under his loose school uniform, and looked in the direction of his friend's line of sight.
This sudden move frightened all the boys nearby who were peeking at her to change their eyes and listen to the school leader's speech seriously.
"He's the boy who you asked him to come less and study more to get into the second class that day."
The friend leaned close to Yu Xian's ear and whispered quietly: "I saw him again just now, but he seems to be from Class 11."
Yu Xian was stunned for a moment. Class 11 was Yuanpei's experimental class. The students in it, let alone those who passed the second level, were considered to have performed abnormally if they passed the first level. Basically, they were all above the 211 level.
"Wu Yu, are you sure?"
Yu Xian fluttered her long eyelashes. There were too many people behind her, so she couldn't see clearly just now.
"It must be him!"
This girl named Wu Yu was extremely convinced: "I even apologized for you at the time, so I left a deep impression on you, but his hair was longer at that time and has been cut short now."
Wu Yu thought for a while, and added her own comment without being verbose: "Actually, he is quite suitable for short hair. He is much more handsome than long hair."
"Strange, isn't Song Shiwei in Class 11?"
Yu Xian was a little confused: "Why didn't he confess to Song Shiwei?"
"whispering sound!"
Wu Yu was very unhappy after hearing this. She puffed her lips and said, "People say that Song Shiwei is the school beauty. Isn't it just because she has good grades and her family has some money? In my opinion, you are prettier than Song Shiwei. That boy from the experimental class came to talk to you specially."
This is the best proof!”
By this time, Principal He Yong had already finished his impassioned speech.
Next, it is the turn of student representative Deng Qian to lead all senior high school students to take the oath.
"Dear classmates and comrades-in-arms, ten years of hard work, three years of hard study, and a hundred days later, I will be nominated for the gold list..."
Deng Qian also took a speech on A4 paper and read a hot-blooded and embarrassing slogan, and everyone also shouted the same slogan.
Everything was fine at first, but as the oath-taking process progressed, the scene gradually became a little out of control. Some very emotional classmates shouted and were moved to tears.
Of course this is not hypocritical.
Except for Chen Zhu, everyone is young only once. Everyone's crying includes not only the memory of these three boring years, but also the anxiety released under the pressure of the college entrance examination.
Of course, there are also some sluggish classmates who are not interested at all. They know that they have no hope in college, and they feel very awkward in such an environment.
However, most of the students still shouted normally. They were neither too excited nor distracted, and just went through the process as if it were a task.
Anyway, the playground was in a mess. Taking this opportunity, Yu Xian turned around and took another look, finally having some memories of Chen Zhu.
"He is really a boy from Class 11~"
Yu Xian thought to himself.
"How about it?"
Wu Yu came over again and said with a sweet smile: "Don't you often complain that every time you confess your love to you, it's always the poorest student in the crane class? Now it's better. Finally, a handsome guy from the experimental class confesses to you."
Yu Xian is an art student, but precisely because she is an art student, she has always felt that students with good grades are really awesome.
In their eyes, those mathematical formulas and physical symbols that they cannot understand are just obedient tools to get high scores at will.
They can easily write a dozen lines about the problem-solving process that makes them dizzy.
Her grades in cultural classes were too poor, so she could only go to college by taking the art path. Almost all her classmates had this reason, and no one really liked art.
However, in that era, students, parents, and even teachers all had some prejudices against "art students and sports students" and felt that they would not be able to pass the formal college entrance examination, so they adopted some tricky and sideways methods.
In particular, art students and sports students are not restrictive enough, and some bad news will always come out from time to time. Campus gossip is likely to be related to them, so normal students regard them as "scourges."
It seems that as long as you get closer, your performance may drop.
Even the boys who usually confess their love to me are some sports students who don't like to study or the playful gangsters in school.
Those boys who had really good grades all confessed their feelings to Song Shiwei.
In the eyes of others, she seems to be a very mean girl who can agree to fall in love casually.
"Yu Xian."
Wu Yu came over again to interrupt her thoughts and said jokingly: "Are you satisfied with that handsome guy in Class 11? I can be a matchmaker to help you pass the little note."
"don't want!"
Yu Xian wrinkled his delicate and round nose: "Being in Class 11 does not necessarily mean that your grades are very good. What I admire is the kind of boys who are in the top ten of the grade and whose scores can at least reach Qingbei!"
At this time, the college entrance examination oath had been completed and the scene gradually calmed down.
Cao Jingjun, the grade director of the third grade of high school, walked up to the stage, adjusted his glasses and said, "Please calm down your emotions. We will now summarize the results that just ended."
"The difficulty of this exam is relatively high, but this is the level that college entrance examination questions should be. The problems exposed are also a reflection on everyone's review attitude, review results, and review methods..."
"Students who do not do well in the exam should not be discouraged. There are still three months for you to adjust... Of course, there are also some students with strong psychological qualities. The more they face the big exam, the more calm and calm they are and perform exceptionally well."
"For example, Chen Zhu from Class 11, Senior Grade 3. Next, we will ask Chen Zhu to come on stage and talk about how to adjust his mentality for exams and his experience in reviewing Chinese..."
You may think that Chen Zhu is a newcomer who is on stage for the first time. In order to let the students pay more attention to it, Cao Jingjun specially added:
"Student Chen Zhu's score this time is 654, making him eighth in grade. According to previous years' practice, he may have reached the Qingbei Tou mark."
"Wow~"
The applause that was originally sparse suddenly became a little louder.
then.
then!
Yu Xian and Wu Yu saw the boy they had been discussing just now stand up from his seat. Under the gaze of all students, teachers, and school leaders, he walked calmly to the microphone on the podium.
"Hello everyone, I am Chen Zhu from class 11, senior high school."
On this day, the sun was not dazzling and the wind was not noisy. The young man bowed lightly, as if to express his gratitude for his youth.
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"Yu Xian, I think your wish is quite effective now."
Wu Yu in the audience was stunned for a long time, and then said stupidly: "Hurry up and make a wish for me, so that in the future I can get something for nothing, receive salary for nothing, sit back and enjoy the success, and reach the sky in one step."
Yu Xian's originally bright and charming eyes became a little psychedelic at this time. She ignored her best friend's request and subconsciously bit her delicate and moist red lips with her teeth, falling into a state of thinking.
Then, she suddenly said: "Why didn't he bring a speech script with him when he spoke?"
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