Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

Song Qiaoxi thought that she did a good job in the preliminary examination of Xiaoshengchu, ranking fourth in the class and top 20 in the level department.

It was also the first time that she knew that not only did she fail to pass the foreign language experimental class for her own good grades, but even the secondary school affiliated to the normal secondary school, the counterpart junior high school, had to work harder to get into the experimental class.

Chu Jin was in her heart. Although he was very good and very powerful, he was always number one because of the exam ranking in the class, and he never fell out of the top five in the class. Song Qiaoxi did not feel that the gap between the two people was so different. big.

Listening to what Feng Feng and her mother said today gave the eleven-year-old Song Qiaoxi a sense of crisis for the first time.

She stared at Chu Jin in a daze. He must have heard the conversation between Teacher Feng and his mother, but there was no expression on his face, his eyes were fixed on the question book in front of him, and the pen in his hand did not stop.

"Hey," Song Qiaoxi couldn't help but poke him with her finger, "Did you hear what Teacher Feng said?"

Chu did not lift his end, and said in a low voice.

"Oh......"

Song Qiaoxi lowered her head and said nothing.

He knew it, and heard it...

So, did Chu acquiesce in going to the experimental middle school, or the experimental class of the second middle school or the first middle school?

Song Qiaoxi doesn't want to go straight to the Second High School, she wants to go to a foreign language school.

When she was still very young, sister Qiu Meng told her dream school that there are English teachers, nice uniforms, a variety of extracurricular clubs, and you can learn a second foreign language...

Just thinking about it, the door of the teacher’s office opened, and Song Qiaoxi heard her mother say: "Xixi, do it all, pack up your schoolbags, let’s go home."

"Mom, Teacher Feng..."

Song Qiaoxi called her mother and nodded to Teacher Feng, obediently packing her schoolbag.

Niangsan walked to the gate of the school together, and out of the small alley attached to the Normal School, mother stopped a taxi on the main road.

In 2001, you can no longer see the yellow noodles that ran all over the street on Qizhou Street a few years ago.

Now, the taxis running on the streets of Qizhou are all models of Jetta, Santana VISTA, Santana 3000, Kia, etc. The colors are also richer, white, red, blue, green, and any color.

Mother stopped a white Santana, and the three of them returned to the compound together.

When he got home, it was rare for Dad to get home from get off work on time.

Some time ago, because of the big news that the twin towers of the United States were bombed, the entire newspaper office was busy working overtime for a long time.

At that time, the whole class was discussing this matter. Most of the fifth class of the sixth grade were children of the newspaper.

Song Qiaoxi almost had a big quarrel with Wang Junyang because of this.

Wang Junyang was arguing with her with arms akimbo, "The United States deserves it. Who made them blow up our Yugoslav Embassy and hit the plane of Martyr Wang Wei. The crime is so sinister that they deserve to be hit!"

"However, the people who died were the surnames of the civilian bosses. They were people like us. They had families, moms and dads, and children. Do you think such people deserve to die? They didn't do bad things."

At that time Song Qiaoxi and Wang Junyang fought hard.

The two children quarreled for a long time, and it was useless for the members of the "Little Gang of Five" to persuade them. For this reason, Song Qiaoxi and Wang Junyang didn’t say a word for many days. Did not forgive him.

Song Qiaoxi still remembered seeing a building so high on the TV that it collapsed, the thick smoke and the weeping crowd made her shed tears in front of the TV.

They are so pitiful, they all say that the country is very bad and bad, but what is wrong with the common people? Suffered, but also to be said to deserve it.

Later, she also specifically asked Chu Jin's opinion, but after listening to Chu Jin, she only asked herself a very strange question.

He asked: "The last time my sister Qiu Meng sent you a letter mentioned some of the best photography universities in the world. Those schools are in the United States. Do you want to go to the United States for college?"

This question was indeed asked for her.

Song Qiaoxi blinked and tilted her head to think for a long time, but in the end she couldn't give Chu an answer.

The discussion about the United States seemed to stop there, and it ended here. After that, the "Little Gang of Five" tacitly did not mention it again.

Father Song opened the door to their three mothers and said cheerfully, "You are back? Are you on stage again today to share your educational experience, hahaha, are the faces of the parents sitting under the stage ugly?"

"Just your mouth is poor, is the rice steamed?"

Qiao Qin asked while changing shoes.

"Steamed, steamed, the dishes are smooth, the chicken wings are marinated, the tomatoes are peeled, and the eggs are also beaten. On the way back, I bought a piece of sauced beef and pine nut tripe, as well as garlic red sausage, and sliced ​​it. The good piece is in the steamer. By the way, the garlic is also peeled..." Father Song took off Song Qiaoxi's schoolbag, mumbled a bunch of work just completed, patted Chu Jin on the shoulder and squeezed him. Winking, turned his head and said to his wife, "Is there any job, please give instructions from the leader!"

"There's nothing wrong with you in the kitchen. Go and put the clothes in the basin in the washing machine."

Mother Song waved her hand, put down her purse and hurried into the kitchen.

"Good." Father Song put the girl's schoolbag on the shoe stool at the door, and went to the bathroom to work.

Because Song Jianguo made preparations in advance, Qiao Qin's dishes cooked quickly.

In the evening, on the Song family table is a plate of braised chicken wings, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a small dish of cucumber, sliced ​​beef and pine nut tripe, freshly steamed steaming garlic red sausage, and the staple food is pearl white rice. .

Song Qiaoxi usually likes to eat braised chicken wings, because the braised chicken wings made by her mother is not the same as the braised chicken wings on the outside. She can eat six or seven chicken wings at a meal.

In Song's braised chicken wings, in addition to the regular soy sauce, cooking wine, five-spice powder and other seasonings, half a bottle of Sprite is used instead of water to braise.

The chicken wings cooked in this way taste very sweet, the meat is soft and tender, with a little bit of citric acid, and it is not greasy. Bibimbap with chicken wings is also delicious.

Unfortunately, at the dinner table today, Song Qiaoxi had an average appetite, and she was still thinking about going to junior high school.

For such delicious chicken wings, I don’t use my chopsticks anymore after nibbling two. I use tomato scrambled eggs to finish the rice in the bowl. The garlic red sausage, pine nut tripe and sauce beef are not touched. I just go back to the room to write an excuse. Homework, let's get off the table first.

"Xixi," Mom put down her chopsticks and called to stop her, "When everyone has finished eating, we will have a family meeting in a while."

Song Qiaoxi was startled, family meeting?

In my memory, Mom and Dad rarely have anything to do, they need to discuss with Chu Jin in front of themselves, even if they are talking, they are looking for them alone.

She glanced at her, and he ate the rice slowly with a spoon. There was no sound at all, and his complexion was as usual.

Chu Jin put down the spoon in his hand, waited for the food in his mouth to finish chewing, and nodded to Mother Song.

After dinner, father and mother sat on the sofa, and Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi sat on the other side of the sofa, and the first family meeting of the Song family officially began.

Together, my father and my mother named all the junior high schools in Qizhou where the two children had the opportunity to go to school, and analyzed the pros and cons and admission requirements.

The Song family has always been democratic and open. Both Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin felt that when the two children were older, the teenagers had their own opinions.

Parents can provide them with suggestions for further studies, but the final choice depends on the children's own learning interests.

Although, they all feel that their daughter Song Qiaoxi has a lively personality and strong divergent thinking. She is not suitable for the path of hard-study reading. It is very suitable for the teaching style of foreign language schools and is suitable for art.

Chu Jin is a very traditional and good student, with self-discipline, strong learning ability, and very high talents. He can take the route of science competition to the first-class university in China, and he can take the academic route in the future.

The best public middle schools in Qizhou all offered an olive branch to Chu Jin. The couple felt that from a long-term development perspective, Chu Jin was more suitable for public schools, schools, and teachers such as the Provincial Experiment or the Second Normal Middle School. Will focus on cultivating competition talents.

"Xixi, Chu Jin, we still want to hear your own ideas, strengths, weaknesses, and future development routes. Mom and Dad have made it clear."

Qiao Qin lowered his head and took a sip of warm water, and asked the two children gently.

Song Qiaoxi curled up on the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms, and her feet in white socks moved. She had been listening carefully. This was the first choice in her life.

Looking at Chu Jin who was sitting next to him, he put his hands on his knees, looking thoughtful.

"Xixi, you can talk to mom and dad first, where do you want to go to junior high school?" Dad asked.

"I want to learn a foreign language. Ding Miao, Ding Yi, and Wang Junyang also have to take a foreign language test. I don't want to be separated from my good friends..." Song Qiaoxi said. As for other legitimate reasons, parents and Chu knew about it as soon as possible. She went on to say, "But Teacher Feng said that I can't pass the foreign language experimental class, so I can only go to the ordinary class."

After that, Xi Xi was a bit wronged, the pillow in her arms tightened, and she put her chin on it.

She always thought that her grades were pretty good, but Teacher Feng said so directly that she could not get into the experimental class, and she definitely felt uncomfortable.

No matter whether it is an adult or a child, no one would like to be denied by others.

Seeing her father opening her mouth and preparing to say something, Song Qiaoxi heard Chu Jin's voice first.

"Do you think what Teacher Feng said must be correct?" Chu Jin turned his head and stared into her eyes, speaking in a calm tone, "She said you could not pass the foreign language experimental class, so you gave up so easily. , Are you reluctant to try hard? There are still seven months before the entrance exam for foreign languages. Even if you can't take the experimental class at your current level, what will happen after seven months?"

Song Qiaoxi lifted her chin from the pillow and fixedly looked at Chu Jin, she was a little unconfident.

Although the Normal Primary School is the best elementary school in Qizhou City, and the teaching quality is also the highest, the foreign language school recruits students in the whole province, and the best students in the whole province compete for the number of admissions to the experimental class.

The foreign language experimental class has two classes in total, one class has 60 people, and there are 120 students who are squeezed out.

The remaining eighteen classes are all ordinary classes, but they are also arranged according to the enrollment ranking. You can tell where you are in the school by telling others that you are in the class.

And she also heard that in the junior high school of a foreign language school, every semester will be re-arranged and re-sorted according to grades.

Thinking about it this way, the pressure at school is really great.

You must know that the province where Qizhou is located has the most indispensable specialty products, which are "student tyrants" and various "students of God", and it is also a province with a large population...

Song Qiaoxi pointed her finger at herself and asked Chu Jin hesitantly, "Can I?"

"You can. Before you thought you couldn't keep up with maths, we didn't take a long time to catch up. Starting tomorrow, I will help you make a review plan, and we will enter the foreign language experimental class together."

Chu Jin's voice was very firm, and it seemed that no one could doubt it.

Even Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin who were sitting on the side looked at each other, either they didn’t believe in Chu Jin’s abilities, or they felt that although their daughters were smart, they really couldn’t compare to Chu Jin’s “crushing” level of high IQ. .

Let Xixi be admitted to the foreign language experimental class. The couple felt that even if they enrolled her in a tutoring class alone, or asked a tutor to help Xiaoshengchu's exam, they would not have much hope.

Chu Jin, the child, just so firmly believe that Song Qiaoxi can be admitted to the foreign language experimental class?

Wait, what Chu Jin seemed to say just now was, "Let's enter the foreign language experimental class together"?

"Do you want to learn foreign languages?"

Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, she dropped the pillow in her hand at will, knelt down on the sofa and leaned in front of Chu Jin.

"Well, I will take the foreign language test with you." Chu Jin said.

Song Qiaoxi couldn't believe her ears. She looked up at her parents and looked back at Chu Jin, "Then, what about the provincial experiment and the experimental class of the Second Affiliated Middle School? Teacher Feng said they will give you a scholarship!"

"Do you want to save the experiment, or the Second High School?"

His voice was very soft, with a little smile in the interrogative sentence.

"I don't want to save the experiment, and I don't want to go to the Second Affiliated Middle School... Their school uniforms are too ugly." Song Qiaoxi told the truth.

The school uniforms of the Provincial Experiment and the Second Affiliated Middle School were all sportswear that looked like a big sack. She saw her brothers and sisters wearing them in the compound. It was really ugly.

Chu Jin shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice: "You don't want to go, then I don't consider these two schools, so I will take a foreign language test."

Father Song held both hands together and coughed lightly, "Ahem, that's all, the provincial experiment science competition teachers are very good, really don't think about it?"

I hope that the two children go to a school, it is much more convenient for him and Qiao Qin, and it is safer to go to school together.

Only from the perspective of parents, the provincial experiment is indeed more suitable for Chu.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Qiao, I don’t consider other schools. I have learned that foreign language science competition scores are not worse than those of other schools in Qizhou. It’s just that the results of foreign language teaching are more outstanding, which makes everyone generally think that foreign language schools are only foreign language teaching. good.

Of course, foreign language tuition is more expensive, but the school entrance exam is the first place, and there is a scholarship of 10,000 yuan, so that I can pay for my tuition by myself. "

Chu Jin said these words calmly, and took a sip of the water cup on the coffee table.

"Exhaust, it's not a question of money." Father Song said with a frown.

Chu Jin glanced at Song Qiaoxi, turned his head, and said to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao: "I know, but I only consider foreign languages. Uncles and aunts. Don't worry, I promise Song Qiaoxi will be admitted to the foreign language experimental class."

-

Song Qiaoxi and his group of elementary school students, when they first started elementary school in 1996, the school’s teaching style was still the most traditional "examination-oriented education". By 1997, they would catch up with "quality education".

In general, Song Qiaoxi did not feel much pressure in her studies from grade one to grade five until the arrival of grade six in elementary school.

Elementary school entrance exam, primary school graduation exam, foreign language school entrance exam...

Although the pressure of these exams is pediatric compared to the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, for Song Qiaoxi, who has never experienced a major entrance examination in his two lifetimes and lived to be eleven for the first time, she does feel the pressure.

The good thing is that Chu Jin is by her side, helping her to convert stress into motivation.

In the past few months, in addition to tailoring a review plan for her, Chu Jin will continue to encourage Song Qiaoxi in many ways.

For example, if there is improvement in the score of the simulated test paper for daily practice, she will be rewarded for taking KFC once.

For example, in the final exam in the last semester of the sixth grade, if she passed the top ten in mathematics, I would take her to eat the newly opened Pizza Hut in Quancheng Square, and promised to help Song Qiaoxi make a half-meter high salad tower.

For another example, two people review to the end and start to do the real questions of the foreign language entrance test over the years. If Song Qiaoxi can meet the admission score of the experimental class, they will take her to eat the latest rice burger from Dicos.

For snacks, it is estimated that she can only use food to tempt her to learn and improve...

Even Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin watched them, and they said that Chu Jin was really "well-intentioned", and felt that Chu Jin was more attentive to studying with their daughters than their parents.

Fortunately, Chu's hard work, and Song Qiaoxi's learning attitude, earnestly worked hard to learn.

In the third mock test for small promotion, Song Qiaoxi's total score was admitted into the top ten of the grade department, which surprised all the teachers including the teacher Shen.

Time flies quickly. In May 2002, the annual entrance exam for Qizhou Foreign Language School was about to come.

On the day of the foreign language entrance examination, the weather was particularly good, neither hot nor cold, as if God was helping the group of primary school students facing the first "big test" in their lives.

The Primary School Affiliated to the Normal University organized a minibus to send students who registered for the exam to the exam room.

When queuing, the "Little Gang of Five" stood together as usual.

Song Qiaoxi held Ding Miao by the hand and stood in the front row. Behind her was Chu Jin who was flipping a book, plugged in headphones to listen to Jay Chou's Wang Junyang and Ding Yi who was flipping a comic book.

In the fifth class of the sixth grade, the children with good studies or with good family conditions have basically applied for the foreign language school. There are several big and tall boys like Jiang Qisheng in the back of the team.

Taking out the alpine candy in his pocket, Song Qiaoxi tore off the wrapping paper and shared it with everyone. Turning her head, she actually saw Zhao Xin standing in the back row of the team in the crowd.

Zhao Xin grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag a little bit cramped and glanced at them from time to time.

"Miaomiao, Zhao Xin is going to take a foreign language test too?" Song Qiaoxi smiled and waved to Zhao Xin, with candy stuffed in her mouth, then turned her head and asked Ding Miao.

She remembered that Zhao Xin's father said that when Zhao Xin entered junior high school, he would transfer him back to Beijing to go to school.

Ding Miao pushed his glasses and shook his head indifferently, "He didn't tell me, I don't know."

Song Qiaoxi lay in Ding Miao's ear and whispered, "Isn't he at the same table as you? The relationship between you two is not very good, why, quarrel?"

"No...no quarrel." Ding Miao flushed slightly, and turned his head to look away.

Um, why is Miaomiao blushing?

Isn't it hot today?

Before asking, the teacher greeted everyone to get in the car. Song Qiaoxi forgot about this and took Ding Miao's hand in the car.

-

The entrance examination room of a foreign language school is located on its own campus.

This is the first time Song Qiaoxi has come to the campus of a foreign language school. Everything is novel to see. The campus of the junior high school is not very large, but it is very warm. The teaching building and decoration of the campus reminded her of foreign high schools that she had watched on TV.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, Ding Miao, and Zhao Xin are in the same examination room, on the top and sixth floor of the foreign language school.

Also on the sixth floor is Jiang Qisheng, but they are not in the same class. Wang Junyang and Ding Yifen are in the examination room on the first floor.

Chu Jin just sat next to Song Qiaoxi, across a walkway.

Before sending the papers, her palms were still sweating slightly, and she glanced to the right, Song Qiaoxi found that Chu Jin was also looking at herself.

On May day, the boy wore a plain white T-shirt with his forehead covering his eyebrows. He lifted his eyelids, nodded slightly, and moved his lips.

Chu Jin didn't make a sound, but Song Qiaoxi understood his lips.

"Come on, be careful."

During the review of these two sentences, Chu Jin often said to himself.

It was also because of these two sentences that Song Qiaoxi's nervousness suddenly calmed down.

After getting the paper, she browsed it first, then took a deep breath and wrote with confidence.

After the exam, Song Qiaoxi really felt a sense of liberation, although in June there was a unified enrollment exam for junior high school students and a sixth grade final exam for elementary school.

But when it comes to comparing the difficulty of foreign language school entrance exams, those two exams are just a piece of cake.

Entrance exams for foreign language schools have always been very difficult, and the most difficult questions are as difficult as those in the third grade of junior high school.

She thought that she would do everything, and she answered everything, and after careful inspection several times, she also corrected a few wrong questions because of carelessness and inattentive examination.

Thinking about it this way, there is no regret at all.

It is best to be admitted to the experimental class. Song Qiaoxi will not regret it if she really fails, because she has tried her best.

After the exam, Ding Miao went to the bathroom, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin waited for her in the bustling corridor.

"Drink water." Chu Jin leaned on the railing, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and handed it to her, "I didn't drink water all morning and my lips were dry."

"Ah, I forgot to drink water!" After receiving the mineral water, Song Qiaoxi poured tons of water into her belly, touched the back of her hand and raised her head and asked, "How did you do in the exam?"

"No problem." Chu Jin looked downstairs, screwed on the lid of the water bottle in her hand, paused and then asked, "What do you want to eat on the weekend, take you to eat Pizza Hut or KFC? I don't want it after the exam, and it's all over. ."

"Huh?" Song Qiaoxi's surprise was that he didn't ask how he did in the exam.

The corridor became very quiet, and most of the students went downstairs after the exam.

She also learned to look like Chu Jin, leaning on the railing, looking at the stairs to consider whether to eat KFC or Pizza Hut on the weekend.

Suddenly, I found two familiar figures standing at the entrance of the stairs. Song Qiaoxi tilted her head and wanted to take a closer look.

It was Jiang Qisheng and Zhao Xin. It seemed that there was something contradictory between the two. How many quarrels?

Zhao Xin panicked and wanted to take something from his schoolbag, but he didn't hold the mineral water bottle in his hand and sprinkled it on Jiang Qisheng's pants.

Jiang Qisheng stepped forward and shoved Zhao Xin, and Zhao Xin ducked away...

In the next second, Song Qiaoxi covered her mouth in surprise.

Jiang Qisheng didn't step on his foot firmly and rolled down the stairs like a ball!