Chapter 20 Iris
Everyone’s stereotype of Su Chengyi is that he is an unkind, withdrawn and indifferent selfish academic master.
And at first glance, he is the kind of feather-loving person who will look down on and not talk to scumbag students.
People on the forum once posted a post titled "If You Were Ukw", which is still being updated.
The problem on the first floor is:
——When someone comes to you for advice and study, what would you say?
The most popular comments are:
“Who are you? I won’t borrow it.”
“Huh? You don’t know how to do this?”
"Quit school, there's no way to save it."
Wait for a series of hurtful words.
So Xu Yang became the first person to discuss learning issues with him, and Su Chengyi still felt a little strange.
However, in fact, no matter who comes to Su Chengyi, he will help without hesitation.
His study methods and notes are not confidential documents. As long as someone comes to borrow them, he will probably not refuse them.
Furthermore, Xu Yang is too noisy. If he doesn't agree, he might have to pester him for who knows how long.
He had to rush back to memorize ancient poems and essays...
Back at his seat, Su Chengyi looked at the ancient poems and essays that he had only reviewed one-fifth of the time, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.
At the end of the morning, he realized a problem.
Ten years later, my English and math skills have improved a lot, but my memory has obviously declined.
Fortunately, I studied science.
If you majored in liberal arts, you would be very busy now.
When choosing liberal arts and science subjects, Su Chengyi actually struggled briefly.
He did not say that he was partial to subjects, and there was not much difference in his scores in arts and sciences.
But he is very interested in history.
No matter how magnificent a person's life is, it is just an understatement in the history books.
So every time Su Chengyi travels to other cities, his first stop must be the museum.
Eighty thousand miles across and five thousand years up and down.
Ceramics, jade, bronze, those cultural relics that have been washed for a long time, the shock you feel when standing in front of them is incomparable.
Thousands of years later, modern man Su Chengyi has questions about life, and cultural relics from thousands of years ago seem to be able to give silent answers.
However, no matter how interested you are, you must also pay attention to practical issues.
The advantage of science is employment, and Su Zelang strongly urged him to study science, and most school teachers also suggested that he study science.
Fortunately, physics is also a subject that interests him.
So he didn’t hesitate for long, and he chose science as expected.
Now he is somewhat grateful for the decision he made.
Withdrawing his wandering thoughts, Su Chengyi took one last look out the window and returned his attention to the book.
"The difficulty of the road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, which makes people listen to this withered beauty."
"Businessmen value profit over separation. The month before last, I went to Fuliang to buy tea."
"There are fish in the North Ming Dynasty. , its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don’t know how many thousands of miles it is.”
From "The Road to Shu", "Pipa Journey" to "Xiaoyaoyou", Su Chengyi could only get dizzy when he memorized it. to describe.
Now I know why teachers need to review previous texts from time to time. Ancient poetry really depends on accumulation over time.
It's a very wrong way to do it quickly like he did.
Just like you should not overfeed a goldfish, Su Chengyi now feels like the goldfish that is about to die due to unscientific feeding.
"Just finish the exam tomorrow morning..."
In his confusion, he brainwashed himself.
"Su Chengyi."
Someone called him at the door. Su Chengyi raised his head blankly. It was Li Lu.
"The scholarship has been approved. Take this to the Academic Affairs Office to get it."
Li Lu seemed to have other things to do, so she handed him a piece of paper and hurried away. Gone.
Su Chengyi took the piece of paper and walked to the Academic Affairs Office in a daze.
When he arrived at the door, he still had the unfinished sentences in his mind.
He vaguely heard someone talking inside. Out of politeness, Su Chengyi stopped and waited outside.
"Qing Ping tuned one of them, Tang, Li Bai."
He lowered his head and continued to recite silently. A woman said softly: "Okay, I'm really sorry to trouble you. Jinzhi, please say thank you, Teacher Lei."
Her tone was a bit stiff, and she sounded like a foreigner. broken Chinese.
"Thank you, Teacher Lei."
Another gentle and magnetic voice sounded, with a hint of laziness in his voice.
The tone was so distinctive that Su Chengyi couldn't help but raise his head and take a look.
"The clouds are like the clothes, the flowers are like the face, and the spring breeze is blowing the sill."
Although his attention was attracted away, his mind was still thinking about it.
Standing in the Academic Affairs Office was a woman in her thirties with heavy makeup.
Beside her was a girl with long, wavy hair. She was not yet fully in spring, but she was wearing a plaid pleated skirt. She was facing the door sideways, and her face could not be seen clearly.
Although she could only see her back, Su Chengyi had an inexplicable feeling that this should be a very beautiful girl.
At this time, a breeze blew by, blowing her long hair slightly.
The girl reached out and gently pushed her hair behind her ears, then turned around.
"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."
The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.
The moment they looked at each other, Su Chengyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The girl has lost her youthfulness as a high school girl, and her facial features are as delicate as if she had stepped out of a painting.
But Su Chengyi soon felt that she looked familiar.
It's not the "I've seen this sister before" kind of approach, but really where I've seen her.
I have not seen a real person, but I have seen this face on a certain poster, a certain LED screen, a certain advertisement...
The girl opposite suddenly smiled softly, her eyes moving, like the spring breeze melting the ice and snow, it was so bright and beautiful.
Su Chengyi suddenly realized that she had been staring at the person for a long time without knowing it, and then hurriedly looked away.
Iris.
The name suddenly came to mind.
Yes, it’s true.
She is the Iris who debuted in the C position of an overseas girl group a few years later and became popular all over the world.
Although I have never paid attention to the entertainment industry, I still know how terrifying her popularity is.
Why does she appear in No. 1 Middle School now?
Su Chengyi suddenly became confused. Could it be because of the butterfly effect caused by his rebirth?
While they were confused, the two people in the Academic Affairs Office had already finished their work and walked out together.
As he passed by, the girl suddenly turned around and politely stretched out her hand to him in the smell of rose perfume.
"Hello, classmate, my name is Chen Jinzhi. I have just completed the admission procedures. From now on, we will be in the same school. Please take care of me."
Su Chengyi was stunned and did not reach out to shake his hand.
But the other party took the initiative to step forward again, grabbed his hand and shook it up and down.
The fingertips were a little cold, making his palms itch slightly.
Seeing that she had not followed, the middle-aged woman turned around and looked at the two of them, frowning and saying with dissatisfaction:
"Jiliguala."
Chen Jinzhi: "Jili Guala Smita."
Su Chengyi: "???"
The two people... didn't speak a dialect, they seemed to be Korean.
Chen Jinzhi let go of Su Chengyi's hand, smiled politely at him, and left side by side with the middle-aged woman.
Su Chengyi stood there for a while before remembering that he still had something to do.
The scholarship for No. 1 Middle School is not much, one thousand yuan.
But it is sent out very frequently, basically every time there is a big exam.
Su Chengyi casually put a wad of bills into his pocket, still thinking about what just happened.
When I saw a big star in school that attracted much attention, and the other person took the initiative to say hello to me, it really felt like an interdimensional absurdity.
And shook hands.
Su Chengyi lowered his head and looked at his left hand.
After a few more years, it will be even harder to hold Iris's hand than to reach the sky.
(End of this chapter)