tenth year of teaching

Chapter 174
"Is there someone you miss all the time? You think about it when you eat, when you close your eyes, or even when you walk?"

Li Yu closed the notebook, locked it with a small lock, and stuffed it into the back of the desk drawer.As the pressure of studying in her senior year of high school increased, her feelings for Ma Xiaoming did not become indifferent, but became even more intense.

Every night after self-study, I go home to eat and rest. When I go upstairs, I have to write a diary to record my state of mind.Glancing at the watch, it was already 9:10 in the evening, and the desk was facing the window.It was pitch black outside, and the light from the desk lamp reflected on the glass, reflecting his own shadow.

The face of a 17-year-old is fresh and natural.She dragged her chin with one hand and tilted her head to look for a while, but her eyes were not focused. She didn't know what she thought of, and she curled her mouth and narrowed her eyes.The alarm clock ticked, reminding her of the passage of time. Li Yu stood up, pulled up the curtains, took out the exercise book and started studying.

Recently, Ma Xiaoming always exchanges a few words with himself because he gets up early to supervise and collect homework.Li Yu remembered that in the morning, she had collected all her English homework and was waiting for him to ask.Every time Ma Xiaoming would come over and knock on the table and ask in a nice bass voice: "Have you collected everything?"

Every time she raises her right cheek at a 45-degree angle, she smiles and says, "Well, it's all set."

Although the two of them don't have much contact with each other on a daily basis, if they lean slightly to the right and back every day, they can see the profile of the person who is lowering his head and frowning while doing a question.Li Yu felt happy just to look at it like this every day. This should be a little sweetness outside of the stressful life of senior high school.

Ma Xiaoming was different from the boys she had been in contact with before. He was lukewarm towards her, and actively pursuing him was useless.Just like the letter Li Yu wrote to him before, even if a stone was thrown into the pool, it would make a sound, but there was no reaction from him.

On weekends, I made an appointment with Su Qing in the library, and Ma Xiaoming was sitting in the last row of the study room.Su Qing saw that she was absent-minded, and smiled: "Don't look at it, you can't lose it if you don't look at it, you might as well go and talk to him directly."

"If it was useful, could I still sit here?" Li Yu was frustrated.

"Did you say it? When did it happen? He rejected you?" Su Qing was surprised. Seeing that Li Yu was unhappy, she quickly changed her words: "I don't like my family like flowers and jade. What does he want? He is really blind."

"You are not allowed to say that about him." Li Yu pouted.

"Oh, are you still protecting me?!"

"Don't talk nonsense. You can't say rejection. If you really say it, I will give up." Li Yu held her cheek with her right hand.

"Does that mean you agreed? Then why are you so depressed?"

"No, I wrote him a reply once, but he ignored me. After being teased that time, I thought he would know about it anyway, so I might as well admit it." Li Yu whispered.

"Then how did he reply?"

"It's just the lack of reply that makes me upset."

"You didn't say anything?" Su Qing was even more surprised, "That's enough. Do you know what this is called?"

"what?"

"Long line to catch big fish!"

"Fuck you." Li Yu kicked her under the table.

The librarian at the front desk, who had been frowning, stood up and walked towards the two people.The two quickly stopped biting their ears and read quietly.

Ma Xiaoming didn't know that someone had been following her. He was now not interested in anything other than studying.The failure of the high school entrance examination, although family factors accounted for the main.But after reflecting on it over the summer, I thought that if I had a solid foundation, I wouldn’t have done so poorly in the exam in the end.

He had already made a mistake once, and he could not allow himself to make it a second time.In the year after he graduated from the third grade of junior high school, his neighbor Meng Ge was admitted to BJ University of Geosciences. Not long after school started, he took him on a trip.As soon as you enter the door, you will see a straight and wide asphalt road for two kilometers, and clusters of teaching buildings on the north side of the boulevard.In autumn, the road was covered with golden leaves. As he walked along, listening to the rustling sound, and looking at the students hurriedly passing by with their books, he felt that he must pass the exam.

Standing at the entrance of the University of Geosciences, directly opposite is BJ University of Science and Technology. Going south along Xueyuan Road is the University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. Going north is Peking University School of Medicine, BJ Language University, and China University of Mining and Technology. Going west through Wudaokou is Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Walking on the college road lined with universities, Ma Xiaoming's heart surged. He hated himself for not doing his best in junior high school, failing to get into key high schools, and failing to get closer to these universities.But at the same time, he is also determined. It is not too late to work hard now. If he does not take the college entrance examination for a day, there is still hope.

Before the start of the first year of high school, he had borrowed high school textbooks from Brother Meng and studied on his own. He drew everything he could not understand. After school started, he listened carefully to the lectures and studied the questions bit by bit.However, during the first district-wide unified examination during the winter vacation of the freshman year of high school, the results were still not satisfactory.I thought about a vacation during the winter vacation and had two questions.First, they did not take the initiative to discuss problems with the teacher. Many of them relied on themselves to understand, and the result was too inefficient.Another thing is that I have read too little since I was a child. It takes a long time to write an essay of 800 words, and my literary talent is not outstanding.

He sent a message to his Chinese teacher, and the teacher replied with a list of 23 must-read books and recommended a classic sample essay for the college entrance examination.Ma Xiaoming used the stupidest method, memorizing a model essay every day and reading a book every week.Of course, this is on the basis of not delaying the study of other subjects. In addition, he also insists on reading 30 English words a day, reading an original English novel every month, and accumulating vocabulary at the same time.

The study of other subjects mainly relies on a large number of exam questions and preview and review.During the winter vacation, I reorganized all the notes from the first semester. I redid all the wrong questions in the exercise books I had done and put all the wrong questions into the wrong question book separately.I verified and deduced all the formulas, theorems, etc. twice until I fully understood them, and started writing as soon as I started writing.In addition to these, he also previewed all the textbooks for the second semester, drew out the areas he did not understand, and tried to do some exercises to verify his learning effect.

After school started, everyone imitated Xiao Shenyang in the class: "It was just the two of us. When we were passing by a field of corn... 78 words were omitted here." Each other joked about how many words had been omitted, and they all laughed tacitly. class.Only when it comes to Ma Xiaoming, he always gets cold feet.He didn't know what everyone was talking about, and his classmates didn't understand why he didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala on the [-]th night.

"Did you play games on the night of your thirties?" Someone was curious.

"No."

"Play majiang?"

"No."

"Visiting?" The questioner didn't believe it. He rolled his eyes and said, "Who would visit on the [-]th night?"

"No."

"Then why are you going? You don't even know about such a popular sketch?"

"Me? Maybe I made it to page 72 of the math exercise book. I was stumped by a proof question at that time. It was already twelve o'clock when I finished thinking about it..."

Ma Xiaoming also wanted to go into more detail. Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, as if they had seen a monster.

From then on, Ma Xiaoming became a god in one battle, and the learning master of the 2103 class was born.

(End of this chapter)