Epiphanies of Rebirth

In a school where the comprehensive performance is not very good, it is conceivable what the poor students in the five classes are.

In the 90-year-old city of Jinyun, the economy has just recovered, the humanities are not enough, and the municipal capacity is limited. It is logical to breed many second world human beings hidden in the dark corner. It’s enough to see how the social security of Jinyun City is so worrying at the time when the Jiang family dared to transfer the legacy of Jiang’s grandfather.

Those who walk through the city's lights and greens and sing the songs and dances in front of the singers and dances, are all under the constraints of nothingness. Lin Jingxi saw the horrible dusty murder of the building when it collapsed, but could not deny how horrible it was when it was flourishing.

Most of the children in the five classes have already given up the college entrance examination. The first few classes are quietly in class. After a while, the five classes at the end of the floor, near the toilet, are almost all around the corner of the corridor. Lin Jingyu just appeared after Gao Sheng and Hu Yu, and he got the same treatment as the triumphant martyrs -

This group of rebellious and self-contained young people rushed to pat him on his arms and shoulders, praised with great entanglement -

"Man, you are too cow!"

"My mother had been thinking about this for eight hundred years, and Li Yurong was forced to commit it!"

"That is, the JB English taught, the words and the phonetic symbols are not right, and tm said that he is the London cavity..."

A class of students is somewhat superior and has never been with other class students. Hu Yu’s fear of Lin’s horror has shifted from a class of all-class students to a group of unruly students. The psychological gap is too great, and he wants to drive away. It was just unexpected that Lin Jingzheng did not reject or dislike the students with poor grades as she imagined. In the face of a large number of ridicules, he did not swear, even licking his mouth and showing a disdainful look, raising his arms handsomely. Hammered the head of the boy’s shoulders -

"I am graduating soon, I am afraid she is a fart."

The boy stunned for two seconds, and the smile was so much sincer. He raised his hand and pushed a few squares to intentionally block the followers who went to the road. He put his arm on the shoulder of Lin’s horror, and the tone was really intimate: "Buddy, I’m horrified, my name is Deng Mai, and I’m a good buddy in the future.”

He is tall and his skin is dark, but because of the three-dimensional appearance, it seems to have a different kind of handsome. Lin can not recognize him? In the future, Deng Mai is the best-mixed one in the five classes. This person will come from school, and then he will not study again, and he will go out and confuse with them. It’s just that he didn’t follow the “big bang”, but instead opened the bar, and finally the bars of several cities near Jinyun were almost in his name. Lin Jingyu had a good impression on him because this person was very affectionate and often went to visit Hu Yu. When Gao Sheng’s judgment came down, Lin’s horror came back to see him off. Deng Mai took a step forward and also told him that he had concealed the news of Hu Yu’s death, saying that Gao Sheng would not go so painfully.

This point, Lin Jingzheng is very grateful.

Sometimes he thinks that he has no heart and lungs in his life, and he always feels regretful. At that time, he could hardly accept the reality that he was transferred to the five classes, and he was still in a position of resistance to everything around him. He refused to interact with the students who did not take the right path and never thought about Hu Yu. How sad it is to be in this heart. People are always lost before they realize how valuable they have missed.

******

At the time of the third grade, the coursework was almost all about reviewing what I had learned before. Lin Jingzhen sat under the desk lamp and turned a math book from head to tail and read it very quickly.

He has picked up a thick stack of books on his hand, and he has everything in his subjects.

What did you do in the college entrance examination this year? He really couldn’t remember it for more than two decades. However, there are still some scopes of impressions in the vagueness. It is nothing more than a very difficult and very difficult question for a middle school student.

After a full day of class, Lin Jingzhen did not feel that he was touched by the "fat point". It is impossible to expect the teacher to review the estimate. He decided to be self-reliant.

After returning home to the uncle who had stopped the spirit, he went straight to the Xinhua Bookstore and picked up the books in the review area, and bought all the most difficult ones in his evaluation.

He began to study hard as soon as he entered the home.

Anyone who has regained his studies after he has let go for more than ten years will find that the profound knowledge has been returned to the teacher. In addition to the English level that is often used, Lin Jingzhen needs to work very hard to restore control over other homework.

Gao Shenglian’s homework on the day was powerless, and he shivered in the side: “Can you take a break? Calling you to come to my house is to eat!”

Lin Jingyu stopped the pen, frowned and looked back at him. The cap knocked on the table and said: "Come here, I will tell you this question."

Gao Sheng Yao looked at the formula in his book that was under his palm. He was completely out of his own world view. He was frightened and frightened, but his courage to refuse could not be born. He subconsciously obeyed.

"Look at this Mitsubishi cone, DE vertically splits SC..."

Lin Jingyu’s topic was very slow. He was also reviewing himself while he was teaching. After the change of sound period, his voice became clearer than before. At this time, he was depressed, and Hu Yu, who heard the door, was a little dazed.

Gao Sheng had a half-solution to the question, and half of his attention fell on the face of Lin Jingyu. Under the light, the young man's face is thin and three-dimensional, the eyelashes are thick and long, his brows are slightly wrinkled, his expression is very cold, but it is also very beautiful.

Gao Sheng is a bit embarrassed, and Lin Jingzhen exudes a temperament that makes him feel strange.

It is a kind of temperament that does not belong to Jinyun City. When it was picked up early today, Gao Sheng felt it. Lin Jingyi showed different degrees of indifference to people except him and his mother.

The forest horror of the past, although alienated from people, is absolutely different from the current state. Gao Sheng knows his friends and knows that Lin Jingzhen is actually a teenager who looks strong and guilty of inferiority and shame. Today, the fear of the other side who has been tried to hide and still show his feet from time to time is completely gone.

"Have a rest." Hu Yu stood at the door and listened for a while. Seeing Lin Jingyu was not because of the loss of the model, but with two soup bowls coming in comfortably. When she put the dinner in front of two children, she looked at the book that Lin Jingzheng was explaining for Gao Sheng. I was a bit confused: "This information does not seem to be in the scope of the school proposal. Is it too difficult to review the college entrance examination? Already?"

Lin Jingwei looked at the bowl in front of him. The small washbasin generally had a mountain-like meal in the large area, and even placed a large piece of hoof.

In the bowl of Gao Sheng, there is only a small piece of hoof with bone.

The quality of life of ordinary citizens in this year is not high. Hu Yu does not have a formal teacher establishment. Therefore, there is no room for school, and the daily welfare will be relatively poor. Gao Sheng’s father is working in a foreign country. The mother and son are living in a rented dwelling near the school. They are very small. The price of meat is comparable to that of Hu Yu’s teachers. It is very expensive.

Lin Jingzhen’s heart is not a taste.

Although the teachers in Yizhong have a limited preparation, Hu Yu has been teaching for many years, and it is reasonable to say that it should be the turn. It was only at the beginning of last year that the name of the old teacher was not included in the establishment of the New School to the Education Bureau. Li Yurong, who took over as an English teacher from the second year of high school, was listed among them.

The current situation is stronger than the people. Lin Jingyu knows that making money can't be delayed, and it is only after the planning of the heart that it will slow down. In the face of Hu Yu, his face was much softer. On the one hand, he folded the large hoof into two halves and explained: "The review volume of the school and the proposed textbook are too difficult. I don't think it is optimistic."

He was trying to give half a piece of meat to Gao Sheng, the chopsticks had not gone out, and the bowl sank. Gao Sheng quite naturally gave him a half hoof tip, and then began to devour the remaining dishes.

Lin was shocked and gave Gao Sheng a meat. Gao Sheng took a bowl of noodles and leaned over: "Eat what you are, what are you?"

Hu Yu is also a bit inexplicable about Lin Jingyu’s own teaching materials: “The school’s review papers and recommendation books are all thought out by the teachers. If you read those, you will not have problems with the knowledge consolidation.”

She picked up the book and looked at the two pages carefully. The brow was also slightly raised: "These are all out of the subject and will not be tested."

She grew up in the country, graduated from the city's normal school, and never traveled to a farther place in her life. Of course, she did not know how big the outside world was.

Lin Jingzheng has already passed what is arguing for the age of analysis. He is more interested in the purpose, simply framed her: "My grandfather told me before, the students of the provincial capital group Nanyizhong used this set of textbooks to review. ”

Gunnan No. 1! Where is that!

Hu Yu’s eyes immediately widened. If Jinyun No. 1 Middle School is the first university in Jinyun City, then Nannan Middle School is the most famous high school in the southern province. The annual rate of weighting in Gunan No. 1 Middle School is five times higher than that of Jinyun No. 1 Middle School.

This name makes Hu Yu, who knows that it is not easy to go to school, has always been deeply awe-inspiring. She carefully held the book: "Do you really?"

"There are these sets." Lin Jingyi pushed the stack of books that he had read through and combed it. "The progress of our school seems to be different from them."

That is but a group of South! Hu Yu thinks a little bit, can it be the same?

It was only the news revealed by Lin Jingzhen that gave her great inspiration. The annual rate of enrollment in Jinyunyizhong is so different from that of the provincial high school. Is the reason that the scope of the topic is too rigid and narrow?

She has no doubts about the news channel of Lin’s grandfather. The grandfather who has died in Lin Jingzhen’s grandmother is the oldest and most educated and socially advanced old man she has ever seen in her life. of course.

It is related to the future of the students. Once this problem is deeply thought out, it immediately becomes an important task for burning eyebrows. Hu Yulian’s bowls were too late to collect, and the paper pens were rushed to record the names of these books, and they ran to study.

Gao Sheng’s hands are so fast that they can’t hold the bowl: “Shock...stunned, you want my life.”

When Hu Yu walked, Lin Jingyi reverted to the appearance of pure indulgence. He blinked his face and complained about his face. There was a bit of hateful iron: "Hu teacher is pointed to Li Yurong by his nose." Have you ever thought about arguing for her?"

Gao Sheng’s face changed, and the joke’s mentality was also collected. His eyes were full of pain.

Lin Jingzhen knocked on the table: "You have a heart, come over, I will tell you this question."

******

The youngsters who are about to go astray here are being stimulated by a radical stimuli. Jiang’s mother, Jiang Run’s mother was brought back by the son, and the news is so bad that the whole person is not good.

"Remember?!"

In these few days, Jiang Xiaoyun didn't have time to participate in his father's stopping ceremonies. He was busy working to save his son. The money has been sent out. I don't know how much it is. This is nearing the entrance to school. Has the school suddenly remembered it? !

Is it a simple joke? Is it so simple? Every year, Jinyun Yizhong has a place to go to Gunan University. How many parents have smashed their heads and stared at them. The conditions are not so strict. In addition to excellent academic performance and city-level honors, students must not have any taint in their records.

Jiang Xiaoyun even sent the money of the three good students in the city to the education bureau. After the punishment was over, these all became a bubble.

"How can this be done!" Jiang Xiaoyun was almost mad at heartbeat. "Your teacher Li has received the money, she promised to help you!"

Jiang Runyu cried, and this time he was really desperate. When he came to school, he still remembered the problems he had remembered. However, Li Yurong ran away without a lecture, and he did not even have a chance to ask for help.

Li Yurong’s collection of money is a private activity, but it is only promised to help in the school. Jiang Xiaoyun sent money, and the parents of other students also sent it. The headmaster of the middle school did not know how to collect a few. It is impossible to expect the principal to open the executive director for Jiang Run.

After listening to Jiang Run’s story, Jiang Xiaoyun screamed: “It’s Lin Jingzhen! This is a little hybrid that I’m not a mother, and he’s definitely deliberate!”

Jiang Run’s father was smoking a cigarette at the side, and he couldn’t help but start to scream: “You can make a point, obviously it’s your son’s initiative to go...”

"You shut up!" Jiang Xiaoyun hated Lin Jingzheng's main reason is antiques, this is just a role to play, she screamed, because the inverted father has no status, Jiang father habitually stayed.

He is a primary school teacher, and he has a good temper, where can he fight with Jiang Xiaoyun? Jiang Xiaoyun saw that he had turned back and smoked, and he wanted to say a few more words. Fortunately, the ringing of the phone ringing on the coffee table was interrupted.

When Jiang Xiaoyun faced the phone, the voice became very smooth: "Wang Kechang, it is you! Oh, that thing, you can rest assured, the sword is a hero, I will send you in the past!"

Putting down the phone, her head hurts.

The house leaked to the night rain, and the son’s guarantee was imminent. Lin’s pile of antiques did not progress.

The caller is a section chief of a resource bureau in the provincial capital, and manages the land approval. Jiang Xiaoyun and his younger brother (the horror of Lin Jingyu) Jiang Zhi had set up a real estate company in the past few years. He has never made a name for himself, and it is no problem to lose money. Now it’s easy to get to know the God of Wealth by people. It’s just that you can’t hold your hands on your head all the time.

The **** of wealth did not have any hobbies, and he liked to collect an antique or something. Jiang Xiaoyun also noticed the value of his father’s collection. Relying on the pile of antiques from Jiangwai, they succeeded in having a relationship with the chief of the king. The bad cheque was opened for several months. Now the other party is already a little impatient, and it has begun to publicly urge the progress of antiques.

Jiang Xiaoyun was so anxious that his heart was hurting. She slammed a few mouthfuls of water, and she couldn’t think of a clue.

"Andre, you go to the study and bring me the phone book."

Jiang Run’s father said, “What are you doing?”

Jiang Xiaoyun sullenly said: "Call my sister."

Her sister-in-law, Lin Miao, remarried her mother early, and her husband, who is a husband, is doing real estate business in the provincial capital.