Perfect Life

At the end of May and the beginning of June, the sultry summer is coming.

Li Qian in the last life was a person who was used to being busy. This crew was in that crew, this drama was next to that drama, or he played several roles such as drama manager, props, and supporting role No. N in a crew. common thing. After crossing over, Chu Chu was free. At first, he felt that he would definitely not be able to adapt, but it turned out that he was wrong.

When those who just came to a strange world, the inner tension, excitement, restlessness and impatience... Etc. all emotions gradually dissipated with the peaceful life day by day, and even he began to formulate his own short-term goals, but he suddenly found , It turns out that sitting in the classroom reading books, listening to lectures, memorizing texts and doing questions... actually quite enjoyable!

Well, being free is just one of the points. The key is that he found that he actually started to like learning a little bit!

This is something that feels weird even if you think about it casually.

In the last life, Li Qian said that his grades were good, but he was difficult to be classified as a good student, because he really didn't work hard, at best he was coping. At that time, he was only interested in guitar and music.

But now, he really feels that it is really a rare beauty to be able to sit quietly in the classroom reading and studying without thinking about anything or worrying about anything.

Of course, he loves music, he loves guitar, this will never change.

But before he knew it, his heart, which was always tense, became lightened little by little.

He never arrives late, doesn't leave early, doesn't sleep in class, listens very carefully, completes his homework on time, in line with the policy from easy to difficult, from Chinese to English, from English to history, and then to philosophy, nature, mathematics, Russian... He started Enter into a comprehensive review and consolidation of disciplines under your control.

In addition to learning, it is music.

The rooftop roof of the school's teaching building has become his permanent singing practice base. In recent days, after school every afternoon, including Saturday and weekend afternoons, he will go to the roof to practice for about an hour. The time is not long, and there are not many songs to practice. For him, at the age of seventeen, he does not dare to use his voice excessively. Therefore, it is better that he is simply practicing instead of practicing songs. Guitar and breathing are more appropriate.

Of course, what he doesn't know is that his singing has not disappeared in the quiet campus after school every afternoon. In the easternmost office on the third floor, there will always be a girl reading a book while listening to the sound of the guitar floating on the roof - although for her, it is just the background music when she is reading.

So, in the blink of an eye, the end of May really arrived.

The monthly exam once a month in the thirteenth middle school has also arrived.

Thursday, Math, English, History, Philosophy.

On Friday, nature, Russian, and Chinese.

Although he may not really think how important this exam is in his heart, Li Qian, like every classmate, has spent the past two days with a little apprehension. Then, every day after dinner, he would go to the top of the building to check the answer with Wang Jinglu—this was a task, no bargaining was allowed, and it had to be done.

Wang Jinglu was surprised when the answers to the four courses on the first day were completed.

Wang Jinglu was overjoyed after the answers to the three courses on the second day were completed.

Her grades have always been excellent. With a full score of 700 points, the total score has always fluctuated around 650 points. She is a stable top three in the entire grade, and is also a strong contender for the first place in the grade. So for Li Qian, her answer is close to the standard answer. Wang Jinglu's rating for herself is still around 650 points, and her rating for Li Qian is 540 points.

For Li Qian, this is an excellent result!

You must know that Li Qian only scored 433 points in the last monthly test, and although Li Qian repeatedly clapped his chest to promise, Wang Jinglu's highest expectation for him was to score more than 460 points in the test.

So, Wang Jinglu cheered, and she was even happier than she was admitted to the Beijing Film Academy.

……

On weekend afternoons, on the third floor of the teaching building, the Chinese language teaching group for the second year of senior high school.

There are a total of 12 classes in the sophomore year of high school, and there are 6 Chinese teachers who happen to occupy a small office.

This weekend, students can take a normal weekend after the exam, but the teachers have to work hard in the office to mark the exam papers. It’s good to say that science subjects have standard answers, but liberal arts are not so simple. Analysis questions and policy questions need to be read word by word. Although there are guiding answers, they are really wrong. can't give zero points. Among the liberal arts, it is especially time-consuming and labor-intensive to correct the Chinese examination papers.

Because the Chinese test paper has a 1000-word composition.

It was already 5:30 in the afternoon, and the task of correcting the papers was almost completed in the morning. In the afternoon, the teachers were busy counting the scores and ranking them. Then, at about four o'clock, all the work was completed, and the test papers were distributed to the teachers. And when it was about five o'clock, even the head teachers of each class had finished counting the scores of each subject in the class and ranking the total score of the class, and they packed up and left.

Soon, Qi Jie was the only one left in the whole building.

She has no novels to read today, so she stayed in the office and didn't go home, just because she didn't want to go home.

After the last KTV incident, there was no contact between her and Lu Liang for several days. Then, Lu Liang's parents came to the door because they came to meet with old friends and have two drinks.

Then-

"Xiao Liang's child is confused. What kind of thing is the surnamed Liu? Others don't know, how can we know? Sing a song with him, where is the right place to call you over? Isn't it okay to look for trouble!" Lu Liang's father said .

"Of course, Xiaoliang did something wrong and did not do well in this matter, but Xiaojie, you two have known each other since you were young, and you know that Xiaoliang is a child with a stubborn temperament and takes his face very seriously. He, even if he knows he has done something wrong, he will never admit it. In this way, Xiaojie, you should feel sorry for Auntie me, okay? Give him a face, give him a step down? Okay? Don't worry, this kind of thing is on my aunt's heart. In the future, my aunt will definitely find an opportunity to let you out of this anger? Okay? Our mothers, both of us have the same fate, catching up with a man with a strong personality, why? What to do? But then again, this strong-tempered man, although there are all kinds of bad things, there is one thing that is definitely good, and that is external matters, he can take care of you alone I will never let you suffer..." Lu Liang's mother said.

"Oh, the young couple are arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Isn't it just a little awkward? There's no right or wrong in this kind of thing! So, Xiaojie, give Xiaoliang a call, You don't have to apologize, I apologize, just make a phone call! What's the matter, don't mention it and let it pass?" This is what Qi Jie's father said.

"Yes, Xiaojie, you don't have to screw up your temper or something, go, call! Oh, just go, this child, there are aunts and me in the kitchen, ah, go!" This is What Qi Jie's mother said.

Then, Qi Jie and Lu Liang reconciled again, treating each other as if it never happened. However, Qi Jie's mood was even worse than that night, so bad that she didn't even want to go home.

So, she could only desperately find something to do for herself.

For example, she is going to read the exam compositions of all the students in the two classes under her name.

Then, in the quiet campus, she suddenly heard the melodious guitar sound again.

He shook his head and sighed with a wry smile.

"This person works hard enough to practice the guitar, even on weekends!" she thought to herself.

She casually flipped through the next composition, and when she saw the bright red "50 points", she was stunned at once.

Full marks for composition!

The exam papers of the monthly exam are all sealed with the candidates' information column, and then they are corrected uniformly, so no one knows in advance which class paper they are changing. Only after the correction is completed, everyone will exchange key information.

For example, Mr. Zhao Hongmin said that he revised a composition with full marks.

And that was also the only full-scoring essay in the entire second grade of this exam.

It actually came out of his own class!

The first reaction in her subconscious, she turned over to look at the candidates' names.

Li Qian!

"Yo, it's amazing! I actually wrote a full score!"

Giving a full score to an essay in the exam naturally means that the teacher who marks the essay thinks the essay is impeccable.

As a classroom teacher, Qi Jie certainly knows Li Qian's level of Chinese, and also knows that his composition has always been quite good, which belongs to the kind of level where basically every composition can get around 40 points. It's not top-notch, but it's definitely excellent, but to say that he wrote a full-scale composition...a little bit beyond expectations.

This made Qi Jie even more curious. She turned back to the composition page, her eyes widened, and she read carefully word by word.

The essay topic for this exam is called "Hope", um, it's bad, but it's a very big topic, the title is self-designed, the subject matter is self-selected, it requires at least 1,000 words, and the poem requires no less than 40 lines.

The title of Li Qian's composition is "Hope".

Because the grading teacher gave this composition full marks, Qi Jie had already given the highest expectations to this composition from the very beginning.

In the end...she was still shocked.

hope?

In this composition, there is laughter, scolding, and nonsense. You say hope, he really means a bit of vigor, but if you really calm down and study it carefully, you still feel that there is a lingering old-fashioned spirit between the lines!

To put it simply, this is not like a composition written by a big boy in the second year of high school, this is more like a gibberish after a middle-aged man who has been down and out of life - but it happens to be every word.

After Qi Jie finished reading it, she turned back and re-read the header of the test paper - it was Li Qian's, that's right.

For a while, Qi Jie didn't know what to say.

Of course, this composition is very good, and of course it deserves full marks, but... Li Qian's style of writing has changed too much, right?

"Did he break up with Wang Jinglu? Was he hit?" she thought.

Then, she decisively found Wang Jinglu's composition, um, 46 points, quite a high score, but this is Wang Jinglu's normal level... The problem is, Wang Jinglu's style of writing has not changed! As always, the small details are fine.

"It seems... it doesn't look like a breakup?"

Qi Jie sat at the desk, writing a composition in one hand, frowning and thinking hard.

……

The time was 6:30 in the afternoon, and it was still dark, but the sun was already setting, and it wasn't that long before it got dark.

Qi Jie roughly looked through the exam compositions in the two classes, and then went back to read Li Qian's composition again, but she was still puzzled about the issues she cared about. However, she knew that the time had come, and it was meaningless to delay going home late, so she got up and packed up and locked the door, ready to go home.

Walking to the stairs on the third floor, she heard the ethereal guitar sound coming from the top of the building. She paused, occupied the spot for a while, and then stepped upstairs.

It was still on the steps leading to the rooftop on the fifth floor, the old place, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it, then sat down.

On the top of the building, it should have just finished singing the previous song. After a few chords, it stopped. Then, the guitar sounded again, accompanied by the familiar voice that I heard last time—

"Quiet village with white snow, UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Doves fly under the cloudy sky,

The birch tree is engraved with those two names,

They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives.

One day the fire of war came to my hometown,

The young man took up the gun and went to the frontier,

Sweetheart, don't worry about me,

Waiting for me to come back in the birch forest.

The sky is still cloudy,

There are still pigeons flying,

Who will prove those,

Love and life without tombstones.

The snow is still falling,

The village is still peaceful,

young people,

Disappeared in the birch forest.

The bad news came that afternoon,

The sweetheart died in battle in the distant battlefield.

She silently came to the birch forest,

I am waiting there every day, eager to see.

She said he was just lost in the distance,

He will surely come,

Come to this birch forest.

The sky is still cloudy,

There are still pigeons flying,

…”

Qi Jie sat on the steps, resting her chin with her hands, and slowly closed her eyes while listening.

"This is such a sad story!" she thought.