Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 1149 Joy

He knows this dad quite well.

Talk a lot, especially a lot of nonsense!

In fact, it's not that he isn't going to help the family with work, it's just that the day he just came home, his mother said that there wasn't much work left in the fields, just three points. He finally came back, so he should contact her. A former classmate.

He sounded reasonable. He also wanted to know how many people in their school were in high school, so that he would have an idea in the future.

Then, he heard his mother say that he should take his younger brother and younger sister to his grandmother's house the day after tomorrow to see if there is anyone who needs help.

He responded, and it was right. He only went there once during the summer vacation this year, so it was time to go and see it. Then, I helped my uncle cut rice at my grandma's house for a whole day.

Originally, the uncle didn't let them do it, saying that it was hard for them to come here, but grandma said that they would be stupid if they stayed in the classroom every day. They had to work hard and be in good health to get good grades.

At the end of the day, his back was sore and his hands ached. Looking at his grandmother's cheerful smile and the excited expressions of his younger brothers and sisters, he swallowed back the tiredness he originally wanted to say.

He originally thought that his younger siblings would say they had worked today when they came home, but in the end, they didn't say anything.

Isn't he better than two children under ten years old?

Of course he didn't say anything.

Looking at his father's eyes that glanced at him from time to time, he knew that his father was dissatisfied and curious. But if his mother didn't say anything, and if his younger brothers and sisters didn't say anything, naturally he, as an older brother, couldn't say anything either!

After dinner, I went back to my room and started reading the geography magazine I bought yesterday.

Seeing his father's hesitant expression, he secretly laughed.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fourth day of the National Day. After finishing the work in the fields, my mother said she was going to visit her grandma's house and took her younger brothers and sisters with her.

He was at home, flipping through the Feng Gui Renqing magazine he bought from town yesterday. He didn’t know how long it took, but it didn’t seem to be too long, and it didn’t seem to be too short. He put down the magazine he had read twice. After reading, he stood up and was about to move his hands and feet when he glanced at his father sitting under the grapevine in the southeast corner of the yard outside the window, looking towards him.

What? Did he start to show off his authority today because his mother was not at home? Still want to ask him what he is busy with these days? A few more words of nonsense by the way?

Xu Ting felt happy and couldn't help but grin. He turned around and went to the yard to chat with his father for a few words. Unexpectedly, his father suddenly opened up his chat box and started to chatter. He looked very much like Mr. Zhang from the west of the village. too.

Listening carefully, it turned out to be nonsense. "We are now in high school, so we have to focus on learning." "High school is different from junior high school. There are fifteen classes in your high school alone. We have four classes in Yunling County." "There are five high schools." "You have to know it in your mind, and it can't be the same as in junior high school."...

Forget it, I won’t go.

Xu Ting listened to the chatter and sat down on the stool. He casually looked at the pile on the right side of the table and muttered the words "Whoever points the soldiers and generals will be the one". After drawing a few circles, he randomly drew I was reading a book, and I didn’t forget to glance out the window. My father was still talking.

Xu Ting shook his head and curled his lips, glanced at the people outside the window, casually opened the book he had just pulled out before he could read it, and murmured in a low voice: "What a big deal, why don't you just go out for a walk? As for the nagging thoughts."

Now that I have nothing to do, I might as well read a book. I took a closer look and saw that the question looked familiar. Three two five divided two. After I finished it, I looked back and forth and turned to the answer at the back. I actually got it right.

I felt happy, and when I turned to the title page of the book, I was surprised: "High School Chemistry Simulation Examination Questions"?

What the hell? First year of high school, chemistry, simulated test questions? ? ! !

Who put it here? Who bought it?

Thinking of the random thoughts outside the window, I instantly understood that it must be my father's doing!

Looking at the correct questions in front of him, he felt a little happy. As soon as his thoughts changed, he flipped through it again. Sure enough, he saw three more questions that were the same. It was amazing.

He looked at the title of the book, and the joy in his heart surged up again. This book is good! I didn’t expect that dad would do the right thing sometimes.

I started working on it from the first page. After a long time, I stopped writing and twisted my neck. Suddenly I thought of the exam before the holiday. With the thought, I took out a piece of paper and estimated my score based on my remaining memory.

I thought to myself, wait until I get back to school and see how much difference there is.

I just didn't expect that as soon as I walked into the school gate, I heard a group of people talking about being ranked in the monthly exam.

Isn't it the most common test? He was muttering in his mind and suddenly heard a voice coming from beside him.

"The first year of high school was fooled again this time." "Isn't that right? You can tell by looking at their expressions."

Turning around, he saw two boys taller than him walking past.

Fooling? Is it possible that those two people have also been deceived? This is not an ordinary test?

Thinking like this, he looked towards the crowd and saw Chen Chu who squeezed out from inside with a somewhat unhappy expression. He squeezed through in three steps at a time.

Chen Chufen didn't allow him to say anything and pulled him into the crowd.

He knew that Chen Chu, his deskmate, had a little bit of pride and a little bit of aloofness that everyone could see.

With just one glance, he knew that Chen Chu must have been squeezed out instead of pushing through just now. He is naturally willing to help others. Since Xiao Chen wants to see it, he will help him. Ahem, he will also take a look at his own.

How high can he rank in the first "ordinary monthly exam" for more than a thousand people?

I squeezed to the front and found that I had squeezed into the wrong position, one hundred people!

He is very self-aware. He did a rough calculation at home the day before yesterday. He could get 70% in chemistry. Based on his score in chemistry, could he be in the top 100?

It’s simply a fantasy!

He quickly retreated, briefly checked the distance visually, and squeezed toward the back.

Ranking one hundred was impossible, and ranking two hundred was mysterious. He would be thankful to be among the top three or four hundred. After all, there were more than a thousand people.

After some pushing and shoving, he pulled Chen Chu and squeezed in front of the posted ranking list. Looking over, he saw 245 Chen Chu, a freshman in high school (11)...

"You can do it!" He looked at Chen Chu with a happy expression for his friend, and gave him a push. This boy was really proud of himself, compared to him.

Chen Chu stepped back expressionlessly: "I'll leave after reading."

"No?" He turned his head, looked behind, then turned around and looked in the middle. After looking at the middle row, he didn't see his own. It seemed that he had the foresight and should go to the three hundred people. Watched outside.

Thinking this, he turned his head and prepared to squeeze to the right.

After a second thought, he turned his attention to the list in front of him. He wanted to see if Chen Chu's total score and the results of each subject were as partial as his.

At first glance, I didn’t see Chen Chu’s grades, but I saw at a glance, 229 Xu Ting, Class 11 (598), with a total score of in Chinese...

(End of this chapter)