Chapter 354 How do you know that I am not a genius?
May 15th, Thursday, light rain.
The results of the midterm exam have been announced.
Chen Siyu trotted into the classroom and saw Xue Yuantong lying on the table playing with her mobile phone. She reminded:
"Don't you look at the grade ranking?"
Xue Yuantong raised his head and looked at her: "No need to look."
As long as the marking teacher makes no mistakes, the first place will definitely be her.
Seeing her like this, Chen Siyu couldn't help feeling frustrated.
The score board was placed in the corner of the east corridor, surrounded by students who were looking at their scores. Guo Kunnan walked out of the crowd. He was in a good mood. He was promoted from 36th place in the class to 32nd, a full improvement of 4 places!
If you look at the whole grade, there are dozens of improvements. If you look at the college entrance examination with thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge, I don't know how many candidates I have surpassed.
Sure enough, his efforts paid off.
After Guo Kunnan looked at his own results, he also took the trouble to find the results of his good brother Kaiquan.
Shan Kaiquan fell directly from the top 10 in the class to around 30.
Guo Kunnan couldn't understand: "Brother Quan, what's the matter with you? Have you regressed so seriously?"
Shan Kaiquan leaned against the back table dejectedly. His hair was wet from the rain outside, making him look even more desolate.
"That's it." Shan Kaiquan said weakly.
While speaking, he quietly turned to Bai Yuxia.
'Bai Yuxia, have you seen how I have let myself down? Aren't you heartbroken?'
Shan Kaiquan's actual results were actually still among the top ten in the class. In order to torture Bai Yuxia, he deliberately failed to do well in the exam and did not answer many questions at all, just to piss her off!
Make her feel guilty!
However, Bai Yuxia didn't even know.
Guo Kunnan continued to discuss the results. The decline in Shan Kaiquan's performance attracted the attention of Jiang Yanan and the others. After all, Shan Kaiquan was an example of counterattack before, which was very inspiring.
However, now, Shan Kaiquan has fallen and has regressed so much that Yu Wen questioned:
"You weren't lucky last time, were you?"
The corners of Shan Kaiquan's mouth twitched. In order to maintain his image, he didn't refute, just smiled bitterly.
…
Bai Yuxia's class ranking has not changed, she is still fourth, but her grade ranking has improved by two places. Unfortunately, she is still in the 30s and cannot enter the No. 1 examination room.
"Chen Qian has made very little progress and is not among the top ten in his grade." Chen Siyu said.
Bai Yuxia: "After reaching this level, it is difficult to make progress."
"Yes." After thinking about it for a moment, it becomes clear that the top ten students in the Fourth Middle School will definitely be admitted to 985, which is also the best 985 university.
This level, without exaggeration, is the limit of ordinary people's efforts.
The top ten are not only about hard work, but also about talent. Talent determines the upper limit.
While everyone was discussing their grades, class teacher Shan Qingrong appeared at the door of the class. He waved to Shan Kaiquan and called him out.
Guo Kunnan guessed: 'Shan Kaiquan must have failed the exam and the class teacher asked him why.'
Guo Kunnan was a little envious when he thought that a good brother could be treated like this. His grades were average and he had never enjoyed the attention of his class teacher. He was just an unknown guy in the class.
'It doesn't matter, as long as I keep working hard, sooner or later I will be among the top ten in my class and grade.'
Guo Kunnan was used to working hard and doing whatever he was told. He ran back to his seat to study the test paper.
After a while, Shan Kaiquan came back, his expression softened a lot, and he was no longer as decadent as before.
After all, the head teacher is a teacher and is good at educating students. After receiving ideological education, Shan Kaiquan admitted that his grades had declined for some reasons.
He returned to his seat and was in a daze for a while.
His previous path seems to be wrong. If he wants to make Bai Yuxia feel heartbroken, he should not surrender, but should become better and better than everyone else!
When he becomes famous and famous, Bai Yuxia will regret it.
Gradually, Shan Kaiquan regained his energy, and he took out the mathematics test paper and solved the problem.
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Morning class break.
"I'm going to the canteen to buy food. Do you have anything to bring?" Chen Siyu asked. Outside the classroom, her sister Chen Siqing was waiting for her.
Jiang Ning handed over the meal card: "Two hard-boiled eggs."
"Okay." Chen Siyu set off.
"Jiang Ning, not bad." Xue Yuantong was quite satisfied. She didn't need to remind him, which meant that Jiang Ning had become more sensible.
There are several students in Class 8 who go to the cafeteria. Wu Xiaoqi gets up early every day to play basketball, which consumes a lot of energy and must make up for it during the big classes.
Wu Xiaoqi and Shan Xiao were together. On the road, the two of them talked about basketball superstars, games that made people cry, and limited-edition basketball shoes.
When the conversation got interesting, Wu Xiaoqi planned to treat Shan Xiao to breakfast.
With Wu Xiaoqi's net worth, a breakfast is simply a drop in the bucket. However, Shan Xiao refused every time. He claimed: "I won't eat what I came for."
Wu Xiaoqi was praised for his character.
He is obsessed with basketball, but he is not a fool. Wu Xiaoqi's family situation is very good. There used to be many students around him, and most of them came after his money.
Like Deng Xiang, a freshman in high school, Wu Xiaoqi and Deng Xiang ate together, and he paid all the bills.
Wu Xiaoqi was not short of money, but he was not stupid. As time passed, he stopped going.
Wu Xiaoqi longs for true friendship, respects his dreams, doesn't care about his money, doesn't speak ill of him behind his back, and has a common language.
Shan Xiao fully meets his standards for friends.
"Hey, Wu Xiaoqi?" Cui Yu greeted from behind.
Hearing this, Wu Xiaoqi nodded. He recognized very few people in Class 8.
Cui Yu and Meng Gui were eating together. Cui Yu saw a small puddle in front of him and stepped across it gracefully.
"The rain is still too light, so it's not exciting to dance." Cui Yu stretched out his hand to feel the drizzle.
On the way to the cafeteria, many girls held up umbrellas. Cui Yu was very disdainful. She was too delicate. Why did she still carry an umbrella when it rained so much?
I remember Cui Yu back then...
In this way, the four of them walked to the entrance of the cafeteria. After collecting their umbrellas, many students often shook off the water droplets on the umbrellas before entering the cafeteria, leaving the floor full of water stains and slippery.
The female classmate walking in front suddenly slipped and fell down on the ground. She fell miserably and looked extremely embarrassed.
There were students all around, all looking at her.
Cui Yu laughed loudly: "That's awesome!"
Following his smile, the female classmate was so embarrassed that after getting up, she didn't even buy any food and turned around and ran out of the cafeteria.
Cui Yu shouted in public: "Slow down, slow down, don't slip again."
Until the female classmate left the cafeteria, he was still complacent, thinking that he had done a good thing.
Wu Xiaoqi was just watching the fun and didn't pay attention to his steps. Someone sprinkled egg soup on the tiles. Even with Wu Xiaoqi's skill, if he wasn't paying attention, his feet actually slipped.
At the critical moment, he threw the basketball in his hand, and Shan Xiao beside him caught the basketball at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing that Wu Xiaoqi was about to fall, he pressed his hands on the ground, centered on it, and swung his body, his legs moving 360 degrees in a cool and graceful manner.
Cui Yu blurted out: "What the hell? Street dancing?"
Wu Xiaoqi propped up his body and said with a straight face:
"Every day that I don't dance is a failure of life!"
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classroom.
Xue Yuantong got her wish and got the hard-boiled eggs she wanted.
She took out the egg, cracked it, and gently peeled off half of the eggshell, revealing a piece of white snow.
"Eat it!"
Xue Yuantong took a vicious bite.
After biting it, she was a little unhappy: "Jiang Ning, why didn't I bite the yolk?"
Chen Siyu: "Silly, you are so fierce, Egg Yolk was so scared that he hid."
Bai Yuxia: "You should have sneak attacked it."
…
During the evening self-study, the class teacher Shan Qingrong held a class meeting and praised the midterm exam.
Everyone likes class meetings very much. There is no need to study during the class meetings. They just stay in their seats and listen to Shan Qingrong's nonsense.
Shan Qingrong spoke well and everyone was interested in many things he talked about.
Finally, the top ten students in the class for this exam went up to the podium to receive their awards.
Shan Qingrong bought the book with his own money and awarded it to the top ten.
Lu Qiqi, who was in the back row, turned around and said, "Our class teacher can do it. He is generous enough. I heard that some classes use class fees to buy notebooks for the top ten students."
Guo Kunnan said: "It's really good, as are the students in our class. Last semester, Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning received scholarships and even treated our class to a meal. There were 52 people in the class, one for each person. It was great!"
"I've never seen anything done like this before!"
After praising the students, Shan Qingrong looked at his watch and said:
"In the last class, your Chinese teacher Dai Yongquan held a calligraphy class in the large classroom in Building 4. Interested students can learn from it."
The school bell rang.
"Jiang Ning, are you going to the calligraphy class to have fun?" Chen Siyu asked, looking very interested.
Without waiting for Jiang Ning to answer, she said to herself: "My handwriting is quite average, so I must have been deducted points for writing. I heard that if you practice calligraphy with brush, pen calligraphy will also become very beautiful?"
Bai Yuxia said: "It does help a lot, but it's just more difficult to practice calligraphy."
Chen Siyu: "Anyway, I have a teacher to teach me. Let's take a look. How about we come together?"
"Okay." Bai Yuxia agreed. Her father liked to write calligraphy very much, so she had a certain foundation.
In just two sentences, Chen Siyu and Bai Yuxia made an agreement.
"What about you?" Chen Siyu asked.
Xue Yuantong straightened up from the table: "No, I don't need to practice my calligraphy anymore."
Chen Siyu: "Really?"
"Humph, of course." Xue Yuantong pushed out her Chinese test paper and pointed to the handwriting on the paper.
Bai Yuxia commented: "The character Tongtong is very beautiful."
"I learned calligraphy specifically when I was a child." Xue Yuantong said proudly.
"Are there any calligraphy classes in your town?" Bai Yuxia wondered. Calligraphy specialty classes are relatively rare.
"It's not a town, it's a village!" Xue Yuantong said.
Their village is very backward, but there is an old teacher in the village who likes to tell history the most. He is good at writing calligraphy and can write half of the village's couplets every Chinese New Year.
He not only loves to write, but every time someone holds a wedding or funeral in the village, he is responsible for collecting the money and recording the names of the guests.
Later, I retired and had nothing to do at home, so I started thinking about passing down calligraphy to my family.
At first, he opened a calligraphy class in the village. At first he wanted to collect money, but later he found that no one was going, and some villagers scolded him behind his back.
The old teacher was furious. Did he lack those two stinky coins?
He was a teacher, and his pension could not be spent at all. In anger, the old teacher decided not to charge any money, and provided free brushes, paper and ink for the children in the village to use.
In the end, no one went there. The children played all over the village every day. They were too lazy to do their homework. Some of them lost their minds and failed to learn calligraphy.
Later, the old teacher couldn't hold it in any longer, so he resorted to a unique trick and wholesaled spicy strips, soft drinks, beef and mutton snacks, and plum candy, claiming that he would be able to eat after taking a calligraphy class.
When Chen Siyu heard what Xue Yuantong said, he couldn't help asking: "What happened next? Did anyone learn from it later?"
Xue Yuantong missed that time and said: "I'm not interested in snacks or anything like that. I like practicing calligraphy."
Every time the calligraphy class started, she and Chu Chu were the fastest.
Thanks to the foundation they laid in the past, not a single child in their village is bad at handwriting.
…
"Kaiquan, let's go to Building 4 for the next class!" Guo Kunnan invited.
Calligraphy cultivates sentiment. Guo Kunnan has not been calm recently, and his mood has dropped countless levels than before. He needs to rely on the influence of calligraphy to improve his mood.
This calligraphy lesson comes at the right time.
Shan Kaiquan hesitated: "Let me think about it."
He wanted to study mathematics test papers, and also wanted to experience calligraphy classes. He had never practiced calligraphy.
Guo Kunnan said: "The more skills you learn, the less you say to ask for help."
"Don't you think the calligraphy looks handsome after it's written in calligraphy?"
Guo Kunnan opened his hand, held a pen in the air to write, and flicked it around.
"It is true that calligraphy masters have great temperament, but calligraphy requires talent." Shan Kaiquan said.
Guo Kunnan: "If you don't try, how will you know you are not a genius?"
"Let's not say that Tian is not a genius, there must be many beautiful girls learning calligraphy!" Guo Kunnan concluded.
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"Brother Ma, Brother Ma, let's start the calligraphy class!" Wang Longlong encouraged.
Ma Shicheng: "I'm playing games."
Wang Longlong opened his mouth and said: "Brother Ma, you are Hutu!"
"Why don't you go to the calligraphy class and play games? Think about how others are concentrating on practicing calligraphy. The classroom is full of the aroma of art, but you are playing games in it. Isn't it exciting?"
When Ma Shicheng heard this, it made sense. He put away his phone and said, "Let's go!"
"Brother Ma, are you in such a hurry? There's no class yet?"
"Let's take a seat first. I have a hunch that there will be a lot of people."
…
Guo Kunnan left, leaving Shan Kaiquan sitting alone.
'calligraphy.'
'Am I a calligraphy genius?'
Just now, Bai Yuxia attended the calligraphy class without notifying him.
Shan Kaiquan became increasingly miserable.
He thought of Bai Yuxia's handwriting, which was beautiful, moving and intoxicating.
She must love practicing calligraphy, right?
Gradually, Shan Kaiquan became confused.
If I can defeat Bai Yuxia in the field she is good at, she will definitely be impressed by me.
And calligraphy class, an excellent opportunity.
'Haha, Bai Yuxia, you wouldn't have thought how much potential I, Shan Kaiquan, have.'
Although Shan Kaiquan has never been exposed to brush calligraphy, at this moment, the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter has begun in his fantasy world.
It was a dilapidated thatched cottage, empty, dilapidated, lonely and unrestrained.
In the world, he was the only one practicing calligraphy in the thatched cottage.
In spring, everything revives, and he grinds ink with an inkstone.
In summer, the sun was scorching, and he was writing and writing.
In autumn, when the maple leaves are falling, he writes freely.
In winter, when the snow is white, he picks up his pen and collects ink.
A stroke of spring and autumn, an ink and a lovesickness, and finally, he became a master.
It’s another year of calligraphy class.
Dressed in white, he sat by the moonlit window, with the stars in the sky as a backdrop, surrounded by beautiful girls.
He raised his hand and gently stroked his pen, with flowing clouds and flowing water, flying dragons and phoenixes. The handwriting on the paper was so lifelike that it was unforgettable after just one glance.
The calligraphy teacher was shocked and said in horror: "This boy, this boy, is actually a genius!"
Suddenly, the calligraphy room was in an uproar.
The surrounding girls gathered around to take a look. When they saw his intricate calligraphy, they were immediately shocked and could not help but shout:
"One sight of Kaiquan leads to a lifetime of misunderstandings~"
All the girls blushed and looked as pretty as flowers surrounding him.
Dan Kaiquan, who was among the flowers, just smiled indifferently, unmoved. Accompanied by the screams of the beautiful girls, he slowly stood up and looked at Bai Yuxia outside the crowd.
Among so many beautiful girls, even Bai Yuxia is not that outstanding.
She became mediocre.
But he became a star, dazzling.
Shan Kaiquan swept away the indifference, filled with traces of compassion:
'Bai Yuxia, have you seen that the me you rejected is now sought after by countless people.'
'Do you regret it?'
'If you regret it, fine, I'll give you a chance!'
'Please please me as much as you like!'
You were indifferent to me back then, but now I am beyond your reach!
The scene was so exciting that Shan Kaiquan couldn't restrain his excitement. He was trembling all over, shaking his legs crazily, and the top of the table rumbled.
This made Yu Wen next to her very unhappy. She frowned: "Shan Kaiquan, are you crazy?"
