Fang Jing slept soundly that night. In his dream, he seemed to be Zhang Xiaofan, a loser who counterattacked and finally became one of the best players in the world.
He stood on the top of the mountains, overlooking the earth, and felt a chill from the heights. Then a regular sound of bells came, like Sanskrit chanting and thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras.
The sound came from the horizon, faintly visible. Fang Jing looked up, opened his eyes, and woke up from his dream.
"Fang Jing, you are going to die! Can you go to bed early every day?"
"Open the door, brother, I have to go to school to register today, but I don't know the way."
"Brother, old man, get up."
"Brother, are you sick?"
"elder brother……"
Fang Jing frowned, so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids, "No wonder I heard the sound of chanting sutras. It turns out it's this ancestor who is urging the soul."
He couldn't stand the constant banging on the door and said impatiently: "Be gentle, the door is about to fall apart." He took out his phone and looked at it, it was only half past nine.
Disturbing people's dreams is like killing their parents. Fang Jing is glad that he didn't wake up angry. If it had been anyone else, Fang Hui would have been beaten long ago.
In my previous life, I had a college roommate who was very angry when he woke up. One day, he went to bed early. At night, the teacher led the student council to inspect the dormitory, and there was a series of bangs and bangs on his bedside.
This guy suddenly became furious. Without even looking at who it was, he jumped up and started scolding him. The teacher's face turned dark at that time.
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Fang Jing opened the door and walked to the living room to drink a glass of water, barely regaining some energy, "I said Fang Hui, could you please stop knocking on my door next time? Aren't you just going to school to register? You don't know the way and you don't ask questions.
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Let me tell you, there are two roads in the world, one at the mouth and the other at the feet. When there is no way to go under your feet, just ask, ask the police and the uncles on the roadside."
"I know, so isn't this why I'm asking you?" Fang Hui opened her bright eyes and answered innocently.
Fang Jing...
"Oh! Forget it, pretend I didn't say it, what kind of evil did I do, and let you, my sister, do it."
After brushing her teeth, washing her face and getting dressed, in ten minutes, Fang Jing went out with soy milk and fried dough sticks, followed by Fang Hui. Today she wore a three-quarter short-sleeved shirt and new casual shoes. Whenever she passed by a small puddle, she would jump over it with a big stride.
Instead of taking the bus, Fang Jingmei said that he would walk her through it one day to increase her memory so that she would not get lost next time. The morning sun was not too poisonous, but after half an hour Fang Jingmei was already sweating profusely.
There was no other way. Fang Hui, who had always been stingy, bought two popsicles out of her own pocket, one for her and one for Fang Jing. They spent a total of one yuan, "Brother, how long do we have?"
"Soon!"
"You said it was faster ten minutes ago. This has happened so many times."
"I really didn't lie to you." Fang Jing gloated, pointing to the top of the mountain as far as the eye could see and said, "Did you see, it takes at most fifteen minutes to walk to the top of the mountain to reach No. 3 Middle School."
"Ah! Why is No. 3 Middle School on the mountain?" Looking at the uphill road of at least more than 300 meters, Fang Hui's heart felt cold. It was usually fine, but who could stand such a hot day?
"The No. 3 Middle School is at the highest point in the north of the city. The school is built on a mountain. Naturally, it takes a little longer to travel. However, the scenery inside is quite good. There are many old trees that are 70 or 80 years old. You can't even hug them all in one place. You will know when you go there.
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"Besides, don't you see so many parents and children walking there just like you?"
There were many pedestrians on both sides of the road, mostly parents bringing their children to sign up. Passing by them, Fang Jing heard complaints that the long slope was too steep.
Arriving at school, Fang Hui felt fresh and her tiredness was gone. She looked at the lotus pond and the maple trees for a while. Compared with their elementary school of more than 400 people, No. 3 Middle School was many times bigger.
The registration place was on a basketball court, with large trees more than ten meters high on both sides. The green shade blocked the sun. The teacher set up a table and chairs under the tree, and there was a long queue in front of it.
There were more than a dozen A4 pieces of paper taped to the wall nearby, with the students' names and classes on them. After looking at them for a long time, Fang Jing finally found Fang Hui's name, Grade 7, Class 5.
There were two teams lined up at the registration area, with more than ten people in each team. It was almost noon and the sun was too hot. The students squatted on the ground like eggplants beaten by frost, with their clothes covering their heads to escape the heat.
"Fang Jing! Is that you?"
Fang Hui went to line up, while Fang Jing was hiding from the sun under a tree next to the teacher. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly called him. When he looked back, it was Fang Hui who had signed up to be a teacher. "Teacher Leng, why are you here?"
Leng Qin, it turns out that although the teacher from No. 2 Middle School did not teach Fang Jing, he knew him. He had good grades back then and often went to the office to help Xu Li. Over time, he naturally became familiar with the other teachers.
When I saw this name just now, I thought it was the same person, but I didn't expect it to be the same person.
"I just transferred here this year. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Fang Jing, do you want to repeat your studies? Do you want to consider joining my class?"
Because of Fang Jing, Xu Li won the title of Outstanding Teacher every year in school, and other teachers were jealous. So when she saw Fang Jing, Leng Qin subconsciously wanted to take him under her wing.
Fang Jing couldn't laugh or cry, "Teacher, I'm almost 18 years old. Isn't it like being in junior high school again?"
"What's this thing about? You're not afraid of being late when you study, but you're afraid of not reading. As long as you nod your head, I'll take care of the rest."
"I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't want to go to junior high school. I sent my sister to register today."
He is almost 18 years old and still in junior high school. Fang Jing can't afford to lose his old face. How can he get around if word spreads out? In addition, he is also tall, 1.76 meters tall. Several parents have just called him teacher.
Leng Qin sighed, as if he was sorry for not being able to receive this general, but then he thought about it, Fang Jing still had his sister if he wasn't here. If his brother's grades were so good, his sister shouldn't be any worse.
You don't need to be as evil as Fang Jing, just half as good as Fang Jing, so that you can fight for several awards this year.
"What's your sister's name?"
"Fang Hui!"
"Fang Hui" took the roster and turned to the front page. The first one was Fang Hui's name, "Chinese 96, Mathematics 98, ranking first."
Leng Qin raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. He was indeed his dear. Fortunately, he was not from a minority group with such good grades. Otherwise, if he added a few points, he would definitely be the highest in this quiz.
"Where's the admission notice? Call your sister over."
Fang Hui, who had been extremely hot for a long time, felt happy when she saw her brother and her class teacher chatting happily. Not long after, she saw her brother waving to her and ran over.
"This is my sister Fang Hui. She is very naughty. I won't bother the teacher in the future." Fang Jing said with a smile after giving the notice to Leng Qin.
Fang Hui also greeted obediently, "Hello, Teacher Leng."
"Okay, okay, that's right. If you have any questions about your studies in the future, just ask your brother or me."
Leng Qin registered her and said with a smile. Within two minutes, a book pick-up slip came out, "Go to the library window to pick up the books."
"Thank you, teacher!" Fang Hui was overjoyed that she finally didn't have to queue on such a hot day.
"Goodbye, teacher! I won't interrupt your work." Fang Jing waved goodbye.
Just after they left, there were whispers in the crowd in twos and threes, which was nothing more than dissatisfaction with this incident. However, the students came from various towns and villages and were not familiar with each other. No one made the first move to question the teacher.
Students didn't dare to ask, but parents were different. A middle-aged man with a beer belly walked up and said with a smile, "Hello, teacher, I'm in a hurry. Can't you sign up my child first?"
"No, there are so many parents who are not in a hurry? If everyone jumps in line, how will I do my job?"
"But how could that little girl jump in line just now?"
"She has the best results this time, and she has a special family, so she is an exception."
Fang Jing's family situation is not a secret in No. 2 Middle School. Many teachers know that without his parents, it's just a brother and sister who live a miserable life. Even with such good key results, it's okay to make exceptions occasionally.
"Isn't it a reason to have a special family?" The man thought that Fang Jing's family was rich, so the teacher was snobbish.
"Forget it, I won't explain, what is your child's score? I will make an exception if he scores above 180 in two subjects."
The old man blushed and the middle-aged man said: "One hundred and fifty-three."
This score is just above the admission threshold for the third middle school.
"That girl is over one hundred and ninety."
Without saying a word, the middle-aged man left in despair. The gap was so big that there was no comparison.