Chapter 319 - 56_4

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Chapter 319: Chapter 56_4Otherwise, if he reports to Grandma Bei incorrectly, it will be mishandled, and Grandpa Bei will get angry. In Grandpa Bei’s eyes, Li Lan’s arrangement is like a "comrade’s last wish." "Oh, right, if you are admitted early, will you still go to school?" "I will take the college entrance examination." "Then do you want to join me for a trip to Mountain City?" "Um..." Li Zhiyuan doesn’t really want to travel far, at least not for now. "Forget it, there’s nothing fun. My workplace definitely won’t be in the city, but in those mountain ravines, nothing but mountains and water." "Okay." "Hm?" "I can go for fun." Mainly because recently, the frequency of "Corpse" occurrences has greatly decreased in his hometown. At first, it seems like one would appear every few days, but now, not one shows up in a couple of months, the theory severely detached from practice can indeed cause issues. "Alright, I’ll arrange it when the time comes." "Can I bring a friend?" "Is that even a question?" "Thanks, Brother Liangliang." "Then do well in your exams, I’m leaving." "Goodbye, Brother Liangliang." At night, Li Zhiyuan went to sleep early. In the morning, Wu Xinhao and Mr. Yan, together with everyone, arrived at the examination venue. Coincidentally, Li Zhiyuan’s seat is still by the window row, when looked outside, he could still see the ginkgo trees. However this time, when the exam bell rang, he didn’t continue to daydream and look at the scenery, but instead, bowed his head and started answering questions. The questions are much harder than the city competition, with the proposer’s intent purely aimed at making things difficult; you could almost see their sinister smiles through the numbers and symbols. Li Zhiyuan empathized with this, as it reminded him of the feeling when giving Tan Wenbin difficult questions. After completing the exam, Li Zhiyuan handed in his paper early, he again went under the ginkgo tree, watching its yellowing leaves. He really wanted to suggest to Principal Grandpa to also plant some in the school, but then thought it wasn’t necessary, as he probably wouldn’t have many chances to see them anymore. When he walked out of the examination venue, Wu Xinhao and Mr. Yan immediately ran over, one handing him a towel and the other water. "How was it, Xiao Yuan?" "Was the exam difficult?" "I answered all of it." Hearing this, the heavy stones in their hearts became even more solid. The day after the exam concluded was the midterm. Initially, Wu Xinhao thought Xiao Yuan would come to his office to rest after the first test, just like last month’s test; he even brought a thermal flask filled with chicken soup made by his wife. But left waiting and waiting, he didn’t see the boy. He started to feel a bit uneasy, not because he worried about wasting the chicken soup, but fearing that the boy might rest elsewhere and catch a cold from the wind. He first went to Teacher Sun’s office. Teacher Sun had just finished proctoring an exam and was sharing persimmon cakes with the teachers in the office. The current Teacher Sun was much more confident and composed than when she first became a homeroom teacher. After all, only those without achievements would get stuck in the whirlpool of accumulating tenure, tormenting and struggling with each other. Accumulated tenure, though unexpected, is still tenure. Later on, it would only be mentioned that "she taught so and so," but nobody would dig deep into what she actually taught. She could even cover her mouth and claim: "Actually, he’s very smart; he doesn’t really need our homeroom teachers to worry, just let him develop freely." What’s said is true, but it only makes the listener think you’re genuinely humble. Like having a spirited argument with Principal Wu during meetings, everyone has an inner psychological need; Teacher Sun’s favorite current activity is lying on the bed before sleep, closing her eyes, and fantasizing about such future scenes. "Teacher Sun, could you come out for a moment?" "Okay, Principal." Teacher Sun came out and handed Wu Xinhao a slice of persimmon cake. Wu Xinhao took a bite and asked, "Where’s Xiao Yuan?" "He’s taking an exam." "Ah, hasn’t he finished yet? Weren’t the papers already printed? Didn’t anyone give it to him?" "No, Xiao Yuan said he wanted to take the test through the normal process this time, to familiarize himself with the college entrance exam process." Midterm exams are different from monthly tests, they are not extremely time-constrained, and are spread over two days to simulate the frequency of the college entrance exam as closely as possible. "He really is a good kid." "Mr. Su is quite happy about it." "Hehe." Mr. Su teaches English. Although Chinese and mathematics can be rearranged in order, it’s unheard of for English to be the first exam. He also doesn’t want to remember his brilliant career with a "flaw" particularly in English, which would make him look incompetent, as if he couldn’t even teach a genius properly. After each exam, Tan Wenbin didn’t go to check the answers but instead returned to his seat, either solving problems or warming up for the next test. These days, there would always be snacks appearing in his desk drawer in the morning. They were sent by the class president Zhou Yunyun. Even if Tan Wenbin was a bit slow on the uptake, he understood what the class president meant, and he would reciprocate by buying some snacks to give back. Apart from discussing problems during the breaks, he didn’t interact much with Zhou Yunyun. After school, he would ride his bicycle and follow Run Sheng’s tricycle home. Zhou Yunyun didn’t continue to take the initiative either, so the two just occasionally exchanged small gifts without crossing any boundaries. Perhaps, this is the most beautiful flutter of youth, also the warm smile that still surfaces when recalling memories in the future. During the rice harvest, he told Run Sheng about it. Run Sheng turned around and asked, "When are you planning to have kids?" If it weren’t for seeing that Run Sheng was holding a sickle, Tan Wenbin would have wanted to duel with him. Along with the midterm exams, the results of the math competition were also released. Although it was still ranked by grades, colleges could find out their actual scores through their own channels. Lately, the happiest thing for Wu Xinhao was sitting in the office, answering calls. "Hello, I am Wu Xinhao, the principal of Shigang Middle School." Then waiting for the person on the other end to introduce themselves. Isn’t this more fulfilling than the military training inspection? Unfortunately, Xiao Yuan had already told him his target university long ago, which made him lose more opportunities to enjoy the thrill of persuasion. The night the midterm rankings came out, Tan Wenbin went back to his home. After handing the report card to his mother, she cried with joy. When Tan Yunlong came back, his wife excitedly shared the joy with him, making him feel a bit surreal. He walked to the door of his son’s room, planning to push the door open, but he knocked instead. His son didn’t say "come in" loudly, but came over to open the door. seaʀᴄh thё Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Let’s go to the balcony and talk." "Okay." Father and son went to the balcony. Tan Yunlong: "You did well this time." "There’s still room for improvement, I need to keep working hard." Tan Yunlong wanted to pat his son’s head, but his hand raised and ended up patting his shoulder. "Don’t put too much pressure on yourself." "Okay, I understand." Tan Yunlong took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled one out, bit it in his mouth, hesitated for a bit, then pulled out another one and handed it to his son. Tan Wenbin suddenly felt his eyes moistening and instinctively bowed his head to avoid his father’s gaze. Ironically, when the scene he had long dreamt of actually happened, what he really wished was that he could turn back time and run away. He pushed his father’s hand offering the cigarette away, saying: "Dad, I quit." — Not feeling well today, in a bad state, this Chapter is a bit rushed, sorry.

Chapter 319 - 56_4

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