Chapter 42 Li Qingrong
At noon, during the first period of class, monitor Li Qingrong suddenly found Zhang Ningzhi and Jiang Nian.
"Come over and pick out the cabinets."
"Okay." Jiang Nian was rarely normal. He pulled out his chair and stood up. He reached out and patted the shoulder of Zhang Ningzhi, who was sitting in front of him. "Hey, the monitor called us Pick a cabinet."
Zhang Ningzhi shrank his neck and said confusedly.
There is a special product on the third floor, the wall bookcase. To put it simply, it is a row of iron cabinets, poured together with cement and the mottled wall near the classroom door.
The gray cabinet opens into a rectangular space, which can hold about half a desk.
“Although you moved here before the National Day, you didn’t take away the belongings of your former classmates.” Li Qingrong, who has a cold nature, stood aside and explained.
"They just cleared them all yesterday. There are three positions in total. You can choose first."
There are three bookcase boxes in total. He and Zhang Ningzhi choose first. The meaning was obvious. Li Qingrong did not inform Yu Tongjie, but planned to wait until the two of them had finished choosing before telling him.
What happened that day was never mentioned again, but it wasn't entirely without impact.
Yu Tongjie also has a good father, who works in the county party committee office. It belongs to one of the three imperial families in Zhennan County, but it has nothing to do with Jiang Nian.
Children of the three Yu family, unless their grades are so bad that they are embarrassing. Anyone who has some talent will go to a key high school for further study and will not let it go.
Relationships between the county and the city are intricately intertwined. The local aboriginals who do not have rich relatives still have to do what they should do.
Besides, if you can’t compete with your father, why can’t you compete with your father-in-law? Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Do not bully young people into poverty. Marrying Nalan Yanran will crush the Jialie clan to death.
Hey, the topic has turned back to me. I can't even earn a living with poor grades.
Jiang Nian took a general look and saw three cabinets, one on the top floor and one on the bottom. There was only one in the middle, so I directly helped Zhang Ningzhi make the decision.
“You choose the middle one, I’ll use the top one.”
Zhang Ningzhi groaned, “Is it inconvenient for you to take things?”
Jiang Nian thought After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "Yes, how about we squeeze into a cabinet?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi's face suddenly turned red and he lowered his head and stopped talking. He honestly moved the books to his seat, stuffed them into the cabinet, and took out a small lock from the belly of the table.
Li Qingrong watched the entire process from the side, then turned around to inform Yu Tongjie with a nonchalant expression.
As for whether he wants the bottom cabinet, that's not Li Qingrong's time to consider. Those who spread rumors about classmates can just have a locker, but what kind of bicycle do they want?
Jiang Nian held his head and looked at the first group. Yu Tongjie seemed to know Li Qingrong. He whispered something to her and blushed again and again.
He couldn't help but laugh and silently cursed you a bastard.
The three classes in the afternoon are mathematics, physics and chemistry. Just hearing the names is enough to make you suffocate.
After the lunch break, the class was listless, and there was hell ahead.
Jiang Nian’s math scores were average, and his comprehensive science scores were mediocre. However, Rizong focuses on the construction of knowledge network, which means understanding and memory.
He has completed the memorization, and the rest is connected bit by bit into a system. The analysis of the test questions has also strengthened the comprehensive science scores in disguise.
But I really can’t do math. If I memorize the formulas, I still can’t do it.
People can do anything in a hurry, except mathematics. After working hard for a long time in the examination room, I found out that Xiao Ming's age was -3.6 years old. I wanted to stand up and slap myself a few times.
My deskmate Li Hua looked sleepy, but his math score was 145. Ma Guojun is very wretched, but has a score of 120+ in mathematics. Yao Beibei talks obscenely all day long, but has a score of 130+ in mathematics.
Zhang Ningzhi scored 120+ in math, and Jiangnian was the worst in math among the small group.
I am bad at math, and I am destined to fail in college.
While taking a break from math class, Jiang Nian glanced out the window. It was a sultry afternoon in high school, the sun blinded my eyes, and the red flag was flying in the distance.
This is the most authentic Chinese dream core of the county high school, struggling day after day with no end in sight. Jiang Nian suddenly thought about the system and what his future would be like.
A lot of things have changed. If I go to a good university in the future, will the outcome be divorce?
Either not getting married at all, or pursuing Xu Qianqian in one step?
Does the ending of the story have anything to do with who you chase? Xu Qianqian, who worked with Shu Daoshan, would definitely have a quarrel when they were together, and his end would probably be even more miserable.
Baby Zhizhi is not bad either, he is kind-hearted and has good grades.
The root cause should be within himself. What the thirty-eight-year-old Jiang Nian wants to do is to counterattack. What the eighteen-year-old Jiang Nian wants to do is to change himself from the inside out and reverse the future.
He is a pragmatic person who only values what he can get at the moment. To him, the system is just a plug-in that is always on, a dark blue color that he picked up for free.
What he has now is a deposit of 57,000 in his bank card. A not-so-rich family, childhood sweethearts, a bunch of normal friends, a mountain of books and a sea of topics to read, that's all.
After one autumn and one summer, youth gradually moves away.
You still have to keep your feet on the ground.
When the math class was about to end, the math teacher walked up to Li Hua. The communication between the two was a perfect one, with only a few modal particles throughout.
Li Hua: Huh?
Math teacher: Huh?
Li Hua: Uh
Then, Jiang Nian looked at the math teacher and pointed at a certain problem-solving step.
“This.”
“Oh, I understand.”
No, buddy, do you understand a chicken pull? Jiang Nian watched the entire battle. He looked at the questions and then the steps to solve the third big question. He was confused.
Where did you come from? Is this still in China? When did Chinese become such a niche language?
The math teacher looked at the confused Jiang Nian, "Do you understand?"
Jiang Nian nodded pretending to be profound, "I don't understand at all."
Hearing this, The whole class burst into laughter.
Ring, ring, ring, the bell rang just in time for the end of get out of class, and the math teacher had no time to say anything more. I asked your deskmate, then hurriedly took the lesson plan and left.
I was so sleepy. As soon as the math teacher left, the whole class fell down.
Jiang Nian and Li Hua were lying on the table at the same time, and Zhang Ningzhi at the front table was not much better. She put down her pen, rubbed her eyes, and quietly lay on the table and fell asleep.
No one said anything because the next class was physics.
In the second period of class, I learned that Zhang Ningzhi overturned Newton’s third law of physics by doing a problem. Seeing her embarrassed look, Jiang Nian laughed unkindly.
“If you hate it, you will hate it.”
Chemistry is a small liberal arts subject in science, with a lot of equations and all kinds of trivial knowledge. It's really interesting at first glance, but it turns out to be true when you encounter the reaction principle.
During the last self-study period in the afternoon, Jiang Nian noticed that his deskmate Li Hua always squinted one eye and couldn't help but ask.
"Where are you aiming?"
Li Hua shook his head, "No, this is the magic eye. When you open it, all living things will be destroyed."
Ma Guojun happened to hand in his homework and passed by the side of the road. Not tight. In the classroom shrouded in the sunset, the big fat man smiled extremely obscenely and patted Li Hua on the shoulder.
"Stupid kid, you are Ma Yan."
(End of this chapter)