Pianpian Does not Grow Up

Ji Pianpian slept very well. Although he only slept for five hours, he woke up in great spirits.

Ji’s father and Ji’s mother didn’t want her to go to school today for many reasons: one middle school was closed management, she wanted to live on campus, she just came back, and she didn’t clean everything, plus they hadn’t seen a girl for two months. Very—Of course, Ji’s father wouldn’t say this, and Ji’s mother will elaborate on it.

Ji Pianpian was also reluctant to bear her parents, but time was too tight, less than four months, the countdown was about to become double digits, and she had fallen too much.

She has no right to waste every minute and every second of these four months.

"Mom, when the college entrance examination is over, I will accompany you well."

"What's the hurry..."

"I……"

Ji Heyu interrupted coldly, "I can't go, the driver has been waiting for a long time."

Mother Ji glared at him, but Ji Pianpian was very grateful to her brother-he relieved her.

In the end, Ji’s mother can only tell her: "You go to class well, mother will pack up things later, and let your brother send you to school directly."

Ji Pianpian was about to respond, and suddenly remembered that this brother is not his brother, and maybe the car will overturn.

Fortunately, Ji Heyu rolled his eyes: "Busy, let Lao Li go."

Mother Ji glared at him again: "Every day, I know I'm busy!"

Ji Pianpian hurriedly said, "My brother is very hard. Excuse me, Brother Li, let's take a trip!"

Mother Ji didn't say anything, she was very willing to see the two brothers and sisters being considerate and harmonious with each other.

Ji Pianpian and Fu Xuehui went to school together, and they didn't speak much along the way.

The reason, ah, there was a big demon in the co-pilot, and Fu Xuehui was the reserved, elegant and decent Miss Fu at this time.

After getting out of the car, Fu Xuehui covered her mouth and smiled.

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Fu Xuehui snorted: "Our brother is so handsome, so handsome!"

Ji Pianpian couldn't get GET: "That's it."

Fu Xuehui Tsk Tsk: "You said that when you and I get married, these two men get together, don't you think they are knocking every day..."

Ah this...

Ji Pianpian was thundered: "Stop your brain!"

Fu Xuehui patted her on the shoulder, "Sister, come on!"

Ji Pianpian: ".................." I always think you smile a little weird!

Ji Pianpian and Fu Xuehui are not in the same class.

J City No. 1 Middle School is divided into ABC class.

That's right...

In this era, there are three levels not only divided into large and small classes, but at extreme points.

Class A has only one grade throughout the year, with a total of sixty students, which is the top sixty in this semester.

There are three classes in Class B, which are small classes in the general sense and are also candidates for Class A.

Yes, as long as a big exam is out of the first sixty of the grade, the students in Class A will go to Class B with their schoolbags, and the students in Class B will be promoted to Class A with joy.

In the end is Class C, which is also a large unit of the school, with 16 classes in total.

Even the students in Class C have tried their best to get in from the junior high schools. After all, J City No. 1 Middle School is the focus of the city.

There is no doubt that Fu Xuehui is in class A and Ji Pianpian is in class C. They are three years old in class B.

If it weren’t for the two of them playing small and big, Ji Pianpian would never have known any student from Class A, not just her, all Class C students would have a hard time meeting a student from Class A.

The same high school freshman, high school two, high school three, staying in the same school, have already been cut into the sky.

After Ji Pianpian and Fu Xuehui separated, they began to feel uneasy.

She left her mobile phone at home. Although Ji's father and Ji's mother didn't care, even Ji's father, who was used to children, wanted her to secretly bring her phone to school, but Ji Pianpian did not dare.

In this era, teachers were not very strict about mobile phone checks. After all, not every high school student can have a mobile phone, and the functions of mobile phones are completely different from those of more than a decade later, let alone all kinds of games and entertainment, even the most basic Any social software can get stuck in your autism.

The only things that go smoothly are texting and phone calls.

Ji Pianpian did not dare to take it. Firstly, she was obedient, and the teacher asked not to take it. She would not violate the rules. Secondly, she really did not dare to take it. call him.

Learning should not be distracted.

She missed him, but she was thinking about the longer-term future.

For this, she must endure these four months.

Ji Pianpian cheered herself up and went to the classroom.

There was a reason for the anxiety. The moment she entered the classroom, the surprise in the eyes of her classmates made her look stiff. After barely pulling out a smile, she lowered her head and went to her seat.

Since deciding to study a major, she has not been in school for more than half a year.

At first she was trained in the city, then the provincial capital university, and then went to N city.

Her anxiety stems from her unfamiliarity with the class.

The three classes of ABC have been adjusted when the third year of high school starts, especially the C class of science class, which is a wave of exchanges. She didn't know a few in the class, and they were all unfamiliar. Especially at the same table now, she doesn't even know her name.

After sitting down, Ji Pianpian plucked up his courage and finally said, "Hello, my name is Ji Pianpian."

The tablemate froze for a while, and then smiled at her: "My name is Ma Qixuan."

Ji Pianpian breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally took the first step.

On the first day, Ji Pianpian, who listened carefully to the entire class, was autistic.

She still overestimated herself, or should I say underestimated the cultural class.

So hard!

too difficult!

She didn't do well in grades, and she was absent for more than half a year. She couldn't keep up with the teacher's rhythm at all. After the whole class, Ji Pianpian was the one who listened most seriously, and she was also the one who heard the most confused.

At first, the physics teacher saw her attentively and asked her to get up and answer a question. Ji Pianpian was completely stunned, unable to answer at all.

The physics teacher was very kind, nodded to let her sit down, and called the other classmates.

No one disciplined her, no one laughed at her, she was ashamed.

And she felt it, felt the teacher's carelessness.

Yes……

She is an art candidate, half-footed into college, good or bad grades are just icing on the cake rather than life and death.

Ji Pianpian hadn't eaten anything all day, and he didn't want to move even more hungry.

Ma Qixuan saw that she was still in the classroom and asked curiously: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Ji Pianpian: "...I have finished writing this question."

Ma Qixuan: "What do you write? It's okay if you don't hand in your homework. The teacher won't care about you."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Ma Qixuan said enviously: "You are so good, you can take the art test. I heard that art universities only need more than 300 points for cultural courses? 300 points. You can get the test with your eyes closed and guessing on the papers!"

Ji Pianpian was very unhappy.

indeed……

Three hundred points is too easy.

The number of languages ​​is four hundred and five in three subjects, plus three hundred in theory and comprehensiveness.

Even if you just close your eyes and bewilder multiple choice questions, you can be fooled by three hundred if you are lucky.

What's more, art candidates have also studied for two years, so they don't know how to do anything.

Ji Pianpian said in a low voice: "No, we still have to study hard, scores are very important."

Ma Qixuan smiled, did not say anything, just sat back at the desk and opened the textbook.

Ji Pianpian only felt a sense of powerlessness.

She is a little stupid, but not stupid.

She knew that Ma Qixuan did not like her.

Who would like it.

At the moment when everyone was on the line for the college entrance examination, there appeared a person who had already obtained the right to pass the line.

What is ridiculous is that this person still looks "hypocritical" trying to work hard.

What are you trying to do?

Try to mock them.

Ji Pianpian bit her lower lip habitually, enduring her stomach churning.

Just over half a week, Ji Pianpian felt exhausted.

She didn't understand too much, and she couldn't figure it out when she thought about it. The most familiar person in her class is Ma Qixuan. She has very good grades and is the student committee member in the class. Ji Pianpian can't help but ask her for help.

Irritability flashed in Ma Qixuan's eyes, but she still patiently solved the problem for her.

Ji Pianpian is very grateful: "Thank you!"

Ma Qixuan twitched her lips.

Ji Pianpian's smile just raised and fell.

Ji Pianpian has not lacked friends since she was a child. She is a soft-tempered child. Especially under the education of her mother, she is not arrogant or kind to others, and she will not be proud of her family. She is easy to integrate into the group.

But this time she couldn't get in.

First there is the inevitable fault, and then there are totally different destinations.

If she abandons herself and doesn't learn, someone will play with her instead.

But she wants to study hard, she is more serious and hardworking than anyone else.

Thus……

Those who gave up the college entrance examination did not want to ignore her.

Those who worked hard for the college entrance examination didn't even care about her.

Ji Pianpian had made enough psychological preparations for a long time, knowing that the cultural class was a tough battle, so she was not at all discouraged, trying to sort out the wrong questions, thinking about waiting for self-study to ask the teacher for inquiries.

The fifth class in the afternoon was the activity time. Ji Pianpian quickly packed her notebook and went to the office.

Unexpectedly, she heard Ma Qixuan's voice as soon as she arrived at the door: "Teacher, I want to change seats."

Ji Pianpian froze completely, hugged the notebook tightly, and leaned back against the wall.

Ma Qixuan: "Ji Pianpian always asks me questions that are too simple, it's a waste of my time."

"She has no worries about college, and I'm still anxious to get results."

"And does she really know those questions? I suspect she did it deliberately!"

Ji Pianpian bit her lower lip tightly, tears rolling in her eyes.

The head teacher is a middle-aged man, who has always been known for being harsh, scolding and crying a big boy who is 1.5 meters away.

But at this moment, his voice is kind and sweet, and his voice is very similar to what he had in an ancient Chinese class.

He teaches Chinese, every time he recites the text, he is the most gentle.

Just listen to him saying to Ma Qixuan: "Don't speculate about your deskmates in this way. Her foundation is a little worse, and she has missed half a year of courses. It is a good thing to want to learn after coming back. We should try our best to help her."

"She is indeed worry-free in college, but even a child like her who can pass the exam is still working hard. Isn't it worth encouraging?"

"Besides, you teach her a few questions, and what you consolidate is your own knowledge."

"Don't look down on simple questions, the most easy to lose points are often the simplest questions."

Ma Qixuan's words did not make Ji Pianpian cry, but the head teacher's words pierced her heart.

He is a good teacher, Ji Pianpian is very grateful, but she can only live up to his kindness: she can no longer get along with the same table.

Naturally, Ma Qixuan didn't know that Ji Pianpian heard it.

After she returned to the classroom, she was still kind to Ji Pianpian. She should laugh and laugh, but there was an irritability that couldn't be hidden in her eyes.

How can Ji Pianpian bother her again, she can only keep her distance like this.

She remembered Shen Du's words again--

Friends need to be screened.

Not everyone can be friends, there is no meaning to deny anyone, after all, people are multi-faceted, but she can at least know whether it is suitable or not.

Two days later, Ji Pianpian was completely in trouble.

She has too many questions to ask Ma Qixuan, and she can't run around the office every day.

She has a best friend, but Class A and Class C are too far apart, so she can't go to Fu Xuehui for advice. Moreover, Fu Xuehui had helped her a lot. It would only be harder for her to organize these basic and systematic notes that she stayed up all night.

How to do?

Ji Pianpian inevitably thinks of his tuition teacher.

——Far away in N city, the dumb tutor who hasn't contacted for five days!

Lin Yu saw Ji Pianpian from a distance. He immediately left his brother beside him and pretended to pass by inadvertently: "Pianpian?"

Ji Pianpian was taken aback, and looked up to see Lin Yu who laughed out a pair of little tiger teeth: "Are you back to school, too?"

Lin Yu scratched her head: "I just came back today, how about you."

Ji Pianpian didn't want to say that he had been in class for a week, only said: "I just came back."

Lin Yu saw that her expression was wrong, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Ji Pianpian: "It's okay."

Lin Yu tilted her head to look at her: "You look like you are going to drop golden beans..."

Ji Pianpian smiled politely: "It's okay."

Lin Yu saw the exercise book in her hand and blinked: "It's not because of the math problems that you can't cry!"

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Lin Yu: "Let me see!"

Ji Pianpian said hurriedly: "No...no need!"

Lin Yu's eyes are quick and he has quick hands, and she has taken it into her hand and looked at it.

He was originally teasing a girl, but he never thought that she was really titled "It's hard to cry".

When the exercise book fell into his hands, Lin Yu was stunned.

The small characters of the graceful, carefully drawn lines and key points, although the way to solve the problem is crooked by thousands of miles, but the serious attitude is clearly on the paper.

She... is doing the problem very seriously.

Lin Yu trembled and said, "I know this question. I will teach you."

Ji Pianpian was surprised: "You... will?"

It's not that she despise Lin Yu, but that all of them art candidates are half-hearted, not to mention that cultural classes count backwards, anyway, it has nothing to do with the middle and upper reaches.

Lin Yu blinked at her: "Don't believe me, I used to be in Class A."

Ji Pianpian: "!!!"

Class A, the gods in the top sixties?

How can it be!

Ji Pianpian's eyes were full of surprise: "Then you..." Why did you fall to studying art?

Lin Yu scratched her head and said: "Class A is too stressed, it's not a life for people. I, I have been hanging the tail of the crane, and then I wanted to drive it. It is better to be a chicken tail than a chicken head."

Ji Pianpian: "..." I suspected that he was lying, but now I believe it more than half.

Ji Pianpian asked again: "Then you can also take a cultural class." Why do you have to go to the art test?

Lin Yu: "I like movies."

One sentence stunned Ji Pianpian.

Lin Yu has light in his eyes: "I like cameras and movies and TV shows. My biggest dream in the future is to let the world see my work!"

So he put aside the cultural class and chose the major of director.

He didn't have to choose, but because of love.

Ji Pianpian felt ashamed for a while.

She doesn't hate what she chooses, but she has no choice. The gap is self-evident.

Lin Yu said to her again: "I want to learn from you!"

Ji Pianpian was taken aback.

Lin Yu earnestly said: "You must have passed the school exams and passed the high marks. There is no need to worry about cultural classes, but you are still working hard, studying hard, and learning is always right!" You have to learn for yourself, it's fascinating.

Ji Pianpian: "……………………"

She is even more ashamed, she is not so enlightened, she just wants to go to a better university.

But she couldn't say these things, and she was afraid to say them.

Words are wise.

If you say what you are looking forward to, you may not be able to do it.

She needs to hold this breath and rush to the end.

Lin Yu: "Let's study together!"

Ji Pianpian was infected by him and said: "Okay!"

She finally had a friend in the lonely school.

When Ji Pianpian arrived home on the weekend, she hugged her parents and was dragged to the dinner table.

In fact, Ji Pianpian is not hungry at all, but he has to eat, and it has to be delicious.

She patiently ate dinner, and hurried upstairs as soon as she dropped the chopsticks. Mother Ji worriedly: "Don't just think about studying all day, pay attention to your body..."

Ji Pianpian: "Some and some." He returned to his house one step at a time.

After Ji Pianpian took out the phone, she didn't dare to turn it on.

A week...

Not only did they never meet, but they never contacted.

One week...

How long have they known each other in total?

Ji Pianpian's heart sank, but she didn't dare to turn on the phone.

Look at Little Penguin, if Shendu is online, she...um...

Ji Pianpian took a breath, put down the phone and turned on the computer.

When entering the QQ password, Ji Pianpian's fingers trembled, and her heart was pounding. The hot room burned her upset.

She even thinks the pink wall is very glaring, and feels that her big dinosaur doll is crying...

Enter and log in.

Ji Pianpian took a heavy breath, and then a beep was heard continuously from the computer speakers.

Ji Pianpian held the mouse and clicked on the blinking head of the penguin.

The dialog box spread out, and countless messages rushed to the face.

Ji Pianpian was shocked, and it took a while for her to see the content clearly.

Monday morning——

Shen Du: Good morning, little liar.

Shen Du: What do you have for lunch, don't be picky eaters.

Shen Du: The expansion of Tianqi has been updated.

Shen Du: I made a new fashion suit for you.

Shen Du: Okay, not to mention the game, have you listened to the class well?

Monday afternoon——

Shen Du: The company coffee is really terrible.

Shen Du: The matcha pudding is not bad.

Shen Du: Matcha pudding, Matcha Daifuku, Matcha Frappuccino...Well, why do little crooks like green so much?

Shendu: Green, unlucky.

Monday night--

Shen Du: Back to the dormitory.

Shen Du: Don't stay up late.

Shen Du: Panda eyes are not cute.

Shen Du: Good night, little liar.

Tuesday morning

Shen Du: Good morning, little liar.

Shen Du: I had a dream, but I didn't tell you what it was.

Shen Du: It doesn't work to say it.

…………

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For a whole week, with countless messages, Ji Pianpian only read a small part, and tears were already welling up.