I Like You

Speaking of which, his ideal is not reasonable.

Tsinghua is her ideal, and it is for her that he wants to pass Tsinghua.

Therefore, to be precise, he has two ideals, one is Lin Wei and the other is Lin Wei's ideal.

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A countdown sign is hung beside the podium in every senior middle school classroom.

There are 60 days left before the college entrance examination.

There are 59 days left before the college entrance examination.

There are 58 days left before the college entrance examination.

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The red numbers that change every day give everyone a sense of urgency.

The homework that should be reviewed has been reviewed long ago. During this period of time, I used to do papers and papers every day, and the papers were dangling in front of me when I opened my eyes and closed my eyes.

The weather is getting hot day by day, and there are waves of cicadas on the plane tree outside the window. The number of days left before the college entrance examination has become 30.

With only one month left, the school conducted the last mock exam, and the scores this time were basically the closest to the scores of the college entrance examination.

The mock test results came out very quickly, and Lin Wei, who had been the number one player for three years, was no longer the one who stood out.

Jiang Su stood side by side with her, both in the first grade. The total scores of the two were the same. Daniel and English Jiangsu were a bit lower than Lin Wei, and Chinese and maths Lin Wei was a bit lower than Jiangsu. .

After the mock test this time, the teacher no longer motivates everyone to study hard as before. It is approaching the college entrance examination. Everyone knows that it is too late to learn now, rather than studying hard. At this moment, it is more important to remember what you have learned and to maintain a good psychological quality.

Lin Wei didn’t do the same day and night as before. She started going to bed early and getting up early every day, eating and drinking well. While doing papers every day, she would spare some time to learn the basic knowledge from high school to high school. Click to take a look.

The daily life of high school students, every day is like copy and paste the day before.

It's boring and tasteless, but very fulfilling.

The third year of high school is very bitter, and no matter how hard it is, there will be a day when all the hardships come.

Unconsciously, the countdown to the college entrance examination has changed from an even number to an odd number.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5...

Jiang Zhangyun stepped into the classroom on the afternoon when the countdown for the college entrance examination turned to 3.

The class was quiet, none of the classmates were sitting on the table with their own questions. She didn't speak, walked around the classroom circle and circle, and then stood at the back and took a photo with her mobile phone secretly. .

She zoomed in on the photo, staring at the heads looking down for a while, and then she walked out of the classroom, came to the front door from the corridor, reached out and knocked on the door: "Everyone, look up."

The classmates put down their pens one by one, and everyone looked up at the podium.

Standing at the desk, Jiang Zhangyun glanced across the faces of every student, then lowered his head and smiled: "Are you tired from studying? Come, relax, and the teacher will sing you a song."

A boy in the class blew a whistle, and many people began to applaud and hum.

Jiang Zhangyun raised his hand and gestured for a moment. When everyone was quiet, he cleared his voice and said, "Teacher sings a cappella. You can't sing well. Don't mind everyone."

"How many times have I sweated like rain, my pain has filled my memory, just because I always believe that I can win by fighting hard..."

Jiang Zhangyun sang "Believe in Yourself" by Zero Point.

She sang very well in the first half, but when she sang in the middle, her voice was a little choked.

Many students in the class already know what this song means, and many girls with low tears have quietly bowed their heads and secretly wiped their tears.

Jiang Zhangyun couldn't sing anymore. She stopped, not knowing who was taking the lead. Then she sang down where she sang, and then one after another classmates spoke.

The solo singing of the head teacher became the whole class chorus.

At the end of the singing, Jiang Zhangyun held the chalk, turned around and wrote three lines on the blackboard.

"May you ride the wind and waves and return as a teenager."

"May everyone you meet in the future treat you sincerely like a teacher."

"May you have a bright future."

After writing these three sentences, Jiang Zhangyun stood with his back to the classmates for a while, then turned around and bowed deeply to the students in a classroom: "I wish you a happy graduation."

The whole class stood up, bowed, and shouted in unison: "Teacher has worked hard."

Jiang Zhangyun raised his hand, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and began to issue admission tickets for the college entrance examination.

She sent it herself, and every time she sent it to a classmate, she would say a word.

Every sentence is different from every sentence. It can be seen that Jiang Zhangyun used her heart, and she tailored a sentence specifically for each classmate.

Almost all the students spent that afternoon crying.

At the end of that class, high school students can go home, and the next two days are days for adjustment and rest.

The senior year of high school that day was boiling. Everyone left the test papers and textbooks at the school. The dean of the Office of Academic Affairs reprimanded it for no effect.

After all, I have been in a classmate for three years, no matter how familiar or unfamiliar, everyone still has some feelings.

Before leaving the classroom, everyone in the class was walking around looking for someone to write a classmate and take a group photo.

Lin Wei is no exception. She followed Bai Jian on the streets.

But when he walked to the first row of Liang Sichen, Bai Jian handed it over to his classmates and shouted "squad leader" for Liang Sichen to write, but Lin Wei did not say anything, but bowed her head and walked around Liang Sichen directly to his fellow Over the table.

Liang Sichen stopped holding the pen, watching Lin Wei want to call her, but in the end it didn't.

Just after Lin Wei returned to the dormitory to pack her things, Song Jin came.

Not only Song Jin, but also Chen Zhan came.

Lin Wei didn't have a lot of things, but at least she also lived in the school for three months. She brought things from home to school one after another, and it was not a lot of things after packing. Chen Zhan moved two times before moving them all out.

On the way home, Chen opened the car and Song Jin sat in the last row with Lin Wei. She kept asking Lin Wei where the admission ticket was stored, whether the pen was bought, and she frequently told Lin Wei not to eat cold food these days. Something, free exam diarrhea.

Song Jin is not a person who talks a lot, on the contrary, she talks very few, and she is very cold towards everyone.

Lin Wei is not stupid, she can see that Song Jin is nervous, she didn't expose her, she answered every time she repeated it, and then when she was about to get home, Lin Wei boldly hugged Song Jin’s arm. He leaned his head on it.

Song Jin closed his mouth, looked down at the top of Lin Wei's furry head for a while, then turned his head and looked out the window.

Lin Wei leaned against Song Jin's arm for a while, and whispered, "Thank you, Aunt Song."

Song Jin didn't speak. She looked at the familiar scenery near the neighborhood, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up.

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On July 5th, Song Jin accompanied Lin Wei to the examination room.

Lin Wei was not lucky. The exam place was a bit far from where she lived. Song Jin calculated the time. It would take an hour to go back and forth. She simply booked a suite in a five-star hotel near the school.

On July 6, Song Jin got up early in the morning to pack his things, and followed Lin Wei to the hotel to check in.

There are two rooms in the suite. Song Jin gave up the big room to Lin Wei and lived in the children's room.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Song Jin began to urge Lin Wei to rest.

Lin Wei took a bath and got out of bed obediently.

She didn't feel sleepy, lay down and played with her phone for a while, and even showed the newly updated chapters of the novel she chased.

At about ten o'clock, she was going to put down her phone and rest, but after thinking about it, she still clicked on WeChat.

She pressed the keyboard, and as soon as she sent the message, her mobile phone shook in her palm.

SU: Come on tomorrow.

I want to go to Tsinghua University: Come on tomorrow.

Lin Wei smiled.

He and she have a tacit understanding.

She held the phone for a while and pressed the keyboard a few more times.

I want to go to Tsinghua University: you pat me.

SU:?

I want to go to Tsinghua University: take a picture of the new features of WeChat.

Three seconds later, Lin Wei's phone shook, and a row of small black characters appeared on the phone screen——

"SU" patted my head and said: Vibo, see you the day after tomorrow.

While pressing the keyboard, Lin Wei thought that she was really a little drama, and she could write and direct a drama by herself.

I want to go to Tsinghua University: Okay, stay overnight. See you the day after tomorrow.

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