Rebirth and daily cultivation

Sunday night self-study.

Xue Yuantong returned to Class 8 and received various looks.

The classmates didn't know what Xue Yuantong was doing. He asked for leave for more than a week at a time. If Shan Qingrong hadn't said that Xue Yuantong was just asking for leave, they would have thought that Xue Yuantong was leaving because he was in the second middle school.

When he learned that Xue Yuantong was back and before the evening self-study class, Shan Qingrong came to the class and visited Xue Yuantong. After making sure that she was okay, Shan Qingrong left with peace of mind.

Jiang Ning said hello to Geng Lu.

Two days later, Geng Lu told Jiang Ning the big and small things that happened in the past two days. She bought new clothes, ate delicious food, and chirped when she saw funny jokes.

After chatting for a while, Geng Lu looked at Ma Shicheng who was playing games, and her voice changed:

"Hey, isn't this our classmate Ma? Didn't you say you have to work hard? Why did you only study for one night in self-study?"

"Where is your persistence?"

"You're not insisting on playing games, are you?"

Ma Shicheng couldn't help it. He could hear Geng Lu laughing at him. If it was normal, he would definitely laugh back. Moreover, he could win the victory with Shan Kaiquan, Guo Kunnan and Wang Longlong as assistants.

But now, he knew that he was ignored and would only be laughed at if he spoke, so he simply remained silent and concentrated on playing on his mobile phone.

Geng Lu cowered when she saw Ma's incident and did not pursue the matter further.

In fact, Ma Shicheng didn't really shrink back, but he was fully confident of improving his performance, but the time was not now.

Ma Shicheng took out his mobile phone and opened Tieba.

Jiang Ning's five senses were very sensitive. He noticed that Ma Shicheng was looking through a post titled:

"The record started from the second year of high school, and I counterattacked 985 with zero foundation!"

The time of posting was two years ago. Ma Shicheng clicked on 'See only the original poster' and scrolled down.

The poster checks in the study progress every day, marks the difficulty of the subjects, how to study scientifically, and how to work hard.

With Ma Shicheng's movement, it seems that time has passed. This year, the poster finally got his wish and was admitted to the 985 University, and even posted the university's admission notice.

Countless netizens sent congratulatory messages below.

Ma Shicheng found this post a few days ago. When he saw the poster working hard and improving his grades little by little, he couldn't help but put himself into it, and he was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself.

Ma Shicheng collected the post and regarded it as spiritual medicine, which was his comfort when he was confused late at night.

He looked at the poster in the post and firmly believed that he could do it.

His foundation is better than the original poster, and his academic talent is higher than the original poster. As long as he persists like the original poster, he will definitely be able to pass the 985 exam. When the time comes, everyone can only crawl at his feet and watch him climb the mountain of that famous school.

When he thought of that scene, Ma Shicheng was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself. The urging of his parents and the ridicule of his classmates would all turn into admiration for him by then!

The poster started working hard in the second year of high school, and Ma Shicheng decided that he would study hard in the second year of high school, so he would have fun first in the first year of high school!

When he was in his second year of high school, it was time for him to change himself!

So Ma Shicheng started playing games and became more at ease. It didn't matter. He was only in his first year of high school now.

‘It doesn’t matter, anyway, I will counterattack in my second year of high school! ’

Satisfied, Ma Shicheng closed the post bar and opened the game to play hard.

Jiang Ning was silent for a while. He could see Ma Shicheng's performance completely and found it funny.

…

In the last class of evening self-study, students from Class 8 were studying by themselves. Monitor Huang Zhongfei sat in front of the podium and swept the class.

Wu Xiaoqi was not here, so needless to say, he must have gone to play basketball.

He asked Shan Qingrong for instructions the day before yesterday, and Shan Qingrong said that as long as Wu Xiaoqi did not disturb the self-study of his classmates, especially Xue Yuantong, then he should be ignored and let him be.

In the back row of the classroom, Shan Kaiquan looked at the empty seats next to him and said melancholy:

"Brother Nan, I also want to play basketball."

Guo Kunnan said: "There is no way, my parents are capable, who told your parents not to work hard?"

Shan Kaiquan said: "He ranked last in the class in this monthly exam. I really don't know how he got into No. 4 Middle School."

"I understand everything." Guo Kunnan played a game.

…

On the basketball court of No. 4 Middle School at night, people's shadows were swaying and the street lights were shining with a dim yellow light.

"Brother Qi, you are in good shape today. You hit five three-pointers." Deng Xiang praised with a thumbs up.

"Next time we play against the sophomores, you will definitely be able to beat them." He said.

Wu Xiaoqi patted the basketball with an unruly expression, shaking his head and saying in his mouth:

"It all depends on my precious basketball~"

Deng Xiang looked at Wu Xiaoqi's basketball with an envious expression. Even though he usually did well, he could still go into other people's classes and beat up anyone he wanted.

But in terms of change, he was still very poor. He couldn't even think about buying more than 800 basketballs, so he could only play with Wu Xiaoqi's basketballs.

"This basketball is pretty good."

"I quite like it too." Deng Xiang said.

Although Wu Xiaoqi has heard people praise his basketball countless times these days, he never gets tired of hearing it. He said proudly:

“Especially the feel and stripes, it’s so cool.”

For someone like him who is obsessed with playing basketball, the temptation of a famous brand basketball is simply too great.

Wu Xiaoqi now goes home every night without eating. He first wipes the basketball with a wet cloth, then sprays it with alcohol, and then wipes it again with a dry cloth.

He put the basketball on the bedside before going to bed. If he didn't touch the basketball, he would feel uneasy and couldn't sleep.

Wu Xiaoqi was in particularly good condition today, scoring goals one after another. Until the end of school, he and Deng Xiang left the basketball court together.

Wu Xiaoqi had a weird temper, but they had the same affinity for Deng Xiang. Wu Xiaoqi was rich, and Deng Xiang liked to pretend and was loyal, so they quickly got together.

When he was approaching Class 8, Wu Xiaoqi invited:

"Let's go sit in our class."

Deng Xiang suddenly remembered the last time he went to Class 8 to find a place for his sister Gong Xuan, but was beaten up. Thinking back to this day, there is still a shadow.

"I won't go. I saw Class 8 fainting." Deng Xiang waved his hands repeatedly.

Wu Xiaoqi snorted. He knew about Deng Xiang, so he said disdainfully:

"Isn't it just Jiang Ning? How can you say it's so scary?"

"I was playing basketball in class and he didn't dare to say anything."

"If the quality of the last basketball hadn't been bad and it almost blew me up, I would still be playing basketball in the class."

Deng Xiang still shook his head. After all, Wu Xiaoqi's family was good, much better than his own. When Wu Xiaoqi fought with others, it was usually the other party who suffered, so he couldn't compare.

Deng Xiang was about to say something when he suddenly received a call, and his expression changed drastically.

Wu Xiaoqi saw something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My brother was drinking outside and had a fight with someone. I have to go and take a look. Maybe there will be a fight." He was a little anxious. In high school, the friendship between boys was pure. If they heard something happened to the other party, they would really dare to get involved. .

It’s not like I have too many worries after entering society as an adult.

When Wu Xiaoqi heard this, he hugged the ball and said, "Let's go together!"

He is not popular and has few friends, so he cannot gather enough people to play basketball. If he can make two friends, he will be quite happy.

Deng Xiang looked at the basketball in his arms: "When we get there, the scene may be chaotic."

Wu Xiaoqi thought right. What if he accidentally injures the basketball during a fight?

That was his darling.

"Wait for me."

Wu Xiaoqi went in through the back door with a basketball in his arms. The student stools in No. 4 Middle School were square in shape. About ten centimeters above the stool legs, there was a square pillar. The basketball could just fit inside and prevent it from running around.

Wu Xiaoqi touched the basketball and felt distressed:

‘Baby, please feel sorry for me and I’ll pick you up when I’m done! ’

He put down the basketball and immediately left the classroom to support Deng Xiang on the court.