Ye Haoran, who was sitting in the classroom, was still out of place. Others were busy studying and making the final sprint before the college entrance examination.
He reads books, listens to music, and occasionally writes and draws. Unfortunately, he has never had any talent for painting. No matter how Fang Hui teaches him, he just can't learn it. This may be his shortcoming.
Wherever there are weaknesses, there are naturally strengths. Yang Xiaoyun, Xia Lin, and Mi Lai all have a deep understanding of them.
He tore off another piece of drawing paper and threw it into the trash can in the corner. The students around him were already familiar with this scene.
As soon as the bell rang, Lin Jiamo came over.
"Oh... my grades haven't improved, what should I do?"
Ye Haoran heard this sentence more than two hundred times. Lin Jiamo, whose academic performance was already at the middle level, didn't care at all when she was a freshman and sophomore in high school. But in her senior year, when the college entrance examination was just around the corner, Lin Jiamo finally knew that she had a headache. .
Although she was a little disappointed that she couldn't get into the same school as Ye Haoran, she had already been mentally prepared for this. Every test result was vivid in her mind, and the gap was too obvious, so she gave up thinking about it long ago.
But Lin Jiamo was a little reluctant to go to Pheasant University.
Ye Haoran, whose ears were numb after hearing this, patted his forehead and asked, "Do you want to stay in Sijiu City?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Lin Jiamo nodded continuously. She could accept not being in the same school as Ye Haoran, but she couldn't bear the fact that they were in different places.
But which of the famous schools in Sijiucheng is so easy to take the exam?
Ye Haoran thought for a while before speaking: "How about you go to art school?"
"Be a star?"
Speaking of art school, Lin Jiamo's first thought was of celebrities. Thinking of those people on TV, she fell into daily fantasy again.
'Boom,
Ye Haoran was stunned, and then he brought her back to reality.
"Art exams also require talent. Do you have talent?"
"Huh? You still need some talent? I can sing "Like I Say I Love You Loudly"!"
If you believe her, even if you can sing, you will definitely not be in tune.
Because of the popularity of the KTV industry, Ye Haoran took Lin Jiamo to sing a song during the holidays. I can't say it was unpleasant, I can only say that it was barely listenable, and it was still far from the art test.
Seeing Ye Haoran's eyes, Lin Jiamo wrinkled her nose and glared back, then she took Ye Haoran's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother, what do you think I should do?"
'His~! ,
Ye Haoran suddenly felt cold all over, and his scalp couldn't help but tighten.
"No, no, no, why are you doing this again?"
Patting Lin Jiamo's little hand, he immediately subdued and said, "I'll contact some art exam teachers for you. There's still a while, and I'll give you some surprise training. Maybe you can pass."
These words were just to appease Lin Jiamo. The specific situation had to be expressed in money.
As long as the money is in place, even if Lin Jiamo plays a wooden character, Ye Haoran can get full marks from the art exam teacher.
Don’t think of certain things too wonderfully. The world is like this and is full of various interests. For example, if some judges and teachers know that you have not signed up for training at a designated training institution, they will give you a few points less. I can't say anything to refute.
It's just an unspoken rule. It's something that ordinary families may not be able to afford. ….
It’s not that there are no grass roots, but there is only one in a hundred. Does this count?
After hearing Ye Haoran's help, Lin Jiamo, who had been pretending to be a girl just now, suddenly turned back into the quirky little girl. She left Ye Haoran with a smile and pulled Fang Hui to go to the toilet.
Lin Jiamo's departure made Ye Haoran quiet for less than a minute, and someone started shouting from the other side.
"Chen Xun! Let's go play ball."
"Oh, I won't go. I haven't been able to improve my grades recently. I'm going to make up for what I learned before."
Ye Haoran glanced sideways slightly, then turned his head and continued reading his book.
Chen Xun has become much more honest this year, and he has completely lost his previous enthusiasm.
The undressed figure is very quiet most of the time. Although he has overcome the shadow of broken love, the impact on him is still not small.
Anyone with a clear eye can see that Chen Xun has lost his former energy. He used to be more popular than Zhao Ye, but now, Zhao Ye is the most popular in the class.
After what happened to Xiaorou, Chen Xun had been depressed for a while. Now he couldn't keep up with his study progress and his grades also plummeted.
Teacher Hou had a headache at first. After several chats with no results, Teacher Hou went to Chen Xun's house for a home visit. As you can guess, Chen Xun's parents are not reasonable people. His biological father only knows about stick education. , my biological mother was a little splashy again.
Chen Xun didn't change anything, but became even more autistic.
After discovering that it had no effect, Teacher Hou never went to Chen Xun's house again. Instead, he patiently provided some psychological counseling to Chen Xun and stopped mentioning his grades.
"Chen Xun, the school team will participate in the Nike Cup in two days, remember to watch me play!"
Zhao Ye patted Chen Xun on the shoulder, hugged the basketball and left the classroom.
Although Zhao Ye was big-hearted, he also discovered the changes in Chen Xun. He found that the two of them were not as compatible as before. Chen Xun was not gregarious, which made Zhao Ye feel uncomfortable. However, Chen Xun refused to communicate again, which made Zhao Ye They all felt uncomfortable.
But now he has looked away, and Zhao Ye no longer competes with Chen Xun.
Qiao Ran did enlighten Chen Xun. Later, Qiao Ran went to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad and left for a while. Now Chen Xun had no one to talk to, and he became more and more withdrawn.
This is the price of growth.
The more you experience and understand, the more silent you will become.
It's just that Chen Xun experienced it earlier and things happened more quickly, which made Chen Shou's stimulation-seeking a bit too intense.
There is no easy word in the adult world. He has only experienced part of it, and he doesn't know what the future will be like. Ye Haoran will not care about his future. He has to walk the road by himself, even if he kneels down, he has to finish it. .
After two more classes, I finally made it to the end of school.
Lin Jiamo was anxious to go home and tell her parents about taking the art school entrance examination. She hurriedly rode her bicycle and took the first step, while Ye Haoran took Fang Hui home slowly.
Instead of going straight home, I stopped for a while at a small apartment I passed by.
This place has become a tryst place for the two of them. It is a quiet and quiet environment with few people. They lean together like a normal couple, reading the same book and listening to the same song.
When the love reaches the depths, the two of them will still get tired of each other for a while.
At this moment, the two people who had parked their bicycles were sitting together in the pavilion. Fang Hui rested his head on Ye Haoran's shoulder and looked at the book in Ye Haoran's hand. Ye Haoran was holding Fang Hui's shoulder. Each has one hand, one holding the book and the other flipping through the book. The tacit understanding is incredible.
Occasionally, someone would pass by with a smile, until a different person walked in front of the two of them, and something unexpected happened.
Ye Haoran suddenly felt his body tightening around Fang Hui. He turned around in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Zhai...the person who just passed by was Teacher Zhai..."
Fang Hui said something stumblingly, but looked in another direction.
Ye Haoran followed her gaze and saw that the figure on the back was indeed Teacher Zhai, a very strict teacher in charge of their senior year courses.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Fang Hui stopped Ye Haoran's comfort and felt a little calmer.
But Ye Haoran knew that trouble was coming.
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