“The city doesn’t want me to leave…?”
No, no, no, no matter how you say this, it is too outrageous. He does not think that everything revolves around him, so the most reliable conclusion is the third one, excluding "his self" as the third conclusion. By.
"3. What happened to me is just part of the omen and is not special. What is about to happen has nothing to do with me, but it has a huge impact."
Wei Curcuma breathed out, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this was the most likely conclusion. This conclusion could logically rule out the mutation in his body from a reasonable perspective, but this conclusion made him feel a little uneasy.
"It's unfounded worries...?"
He never felt that he would be the protagonist of a certain incident, nor did he feel that the world revolved around him, nor did he have the so-called period of secondary disease. Growing up in an orphanage since childhood, he was unexpectedly very realistic and had a happy-go-lucky attitude. Lai Du Lai has a big heart most of the time.
Only this time, his heart was always a little unsettled. He should be happy that his wound was healed and he saved his life.
"Really...please spare me..."
Wei Zeshu let out a long sigh and stuffed the black plastic bags filled with blood-stained bandages and tapes into his schoolbag. It was still some time before the physical education get out of class ended, so he simply closed the book he had just written and pressed it with both hands. Lie down on it and sleep for a while.
The sound of rain, the patter of rain.
The lights in the classroom were turned on, making a flickering sound from the starter, followed by some noisy sounds.
I don't know when it started to rain outside and the weather became a little gloomy. After the physical education class, the students returned to class and turned on the fluorescent tubes in the classroom.
"Hey, Xiao Wei, wake up, get out of class is over."
After being shaken awake by his classmates at the desk, Wei Curcuma noticed that the environment outside the window had become a bit gloomy, with drops of rain falling indistinctly.
"Oh, what's the next class?"
Wei Curcuma rubbed his cheeks that were stained red by the notebook, and asked out of habit.
"For the grade director's math, it is said that the results of the last three students in the city were lower than last time."
"Then I'll sleep a little longer, and I'll talk about it later when the results are called."
"I'm going to have a graduation ceremony on the playground in the afternoon, remember to go."
"become."
Wei Curcuma folded his arms and leaned against the wall beside him, closing his eyes to rest for a while. He had already seen his results from the list that had just been posted. It might be difficult for other students to find him, but he only needed to glance at the top ranking, which was convenient.
"Wang Jiaxin, the class rank is 44, the grade rank is 210, and the city rank is 29,000. The classmates who are called come up and get the college entrance examination application guidance book and their own three-mode score strips!"
The grade director read out the results while distributing volunteer guides to the students. The little girl whose name was read went to the podium to get her results slip with a slumped face.
"Our high school is not a key high school, but your grades are too bad. Li Wan, don't laugh. You are ranked forty-third in your class this time."
Another girl with twin tails also crossed her face.
"Wei Curcuma, ranked first in the class, second in grade, and sixteenth in the city."
The head teacher had just called his name, and Wei Zeshu had already quietly opened his eyes and stepped forward to receive his grade slip. The students around him were amazed one after another.
This is indeed the case. If you can get a good score of 16th in the city in this environment that is not considered a key high school class, if you can perform stably in the college entrance examination, you can rest at home and wait for the admissions offices of those universities to compete for people.
Incredibly, the rankings of the first and second grade students this year are thousands of places higher than the third grade students.
Wei Zeshu nodded politely to the teacher, took back his volunteer guide, and flipped through it casually. In fact, he had already planned to go to Nanning University, the farthest university in the south, which is famous for liberal arts.
Although it may not be as good as the top two schools, it definitely occupies the top spot of 985, and... its scholarship is really, really high, higher than some universities in Hong Kong. Just as outrageous.
Wei Zeshu flipped through the textbook in his hand boredly. He didn't need to read it at all. He stopped after reading a few pages and rubbed his eyes. At this moment, the mathematics teacher had already begun to talk about the last conic section of the third model. question, but Wei Zeshu’s attention was not on the blackboard, but on the college entrance examination countdown hanging next to the blackboard.
【April 28】
April 28th.
I don’t know why these words are a bit harsh, maybe it’s just my own illusion, but it’s really not good...
Maybe it's anemia, so make yourself a little fussy...
Mixed with the sound of rain that was getting louder, Wei Zeshu fell into a light sleep again. The rain outside the window seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, which made the city feel like late at night when it was clearly 11 o'clock in the morning, and the fluorescent tubes occasionally flickered.
