At this stage, in addition to surprise learning, the knowledge taught by teachers has become less and less, and most of them require students to review individually according to their own shortcomings.
Lu Yang took the opportunity to glance around. Most of the students were immersed in reading, either brushing up on questions or struggling with vocabulary.
Sigh... Senior year in high school is really scary. Even Gu Xiaowan, who has such good grades, is doing the questions seriously and doesn't give the bad students a chance to make a comeback.
After Gu Xiaowan finished finishing the questions, she stretched out, revealing a large area of white skin around her waist. When she found Lu Yang staring at her, she pulled her clothes down with a slight blush on her face.
"Why are you staring at me? There's no answer on my face."
Lu Yang's thoughts moved very quickly, and he found a perfect excuse for himself within 0.01 seconds.
"There's a question I don't know how to do. I saw you reviewing it just now, so I didn't dare to disturb you."
"Which one is it? Let me see."
Gu Xiaowan leaned over. She was not wearing perfume. She was exuding that kind of light body fragrance. The smell was very light, but it smelled very good.
Especially Gu Xiaowan's side face is very close to Lu Yang, and her delicate, white and tender side face is simply perfect.
Gu Xiaowan pointed to the test paper: "Is this the question?"
Lu Yang quickly changed his gaze: "Yes."
"Classmate Lu Yang..."
Gu Xiaowan stared at him with suspicious eyes and hummed softly.
"What's wrong?"
"You can even answer the super-syllabus questions asked by your English teacher, but now you can't even do this simple one?"
Lu Yang wanted to send a face-palming expression.
Too sloppy.
Gu Xiaowan smiled and said: "I just said that you were in the dark just now... just listen, I will tell you."
Lu Yang put away his distracting thoughts and began to listen to Gu Xiaowan's explanation of the test questions.
The two of them were asking and answering questions, especially Lu Yang, who had a mature mind and a very clever way of chatting. He naturally got off topic.
Lu Yang asked about questions other than studying, including what TV series Gu Xiaowan liked to watch.
Gu Xiaowan revealed that after returning home, she likes to watch Meteor Garden and Blue Love, and also likes to drink milk tea opposite the school gate.
The two of them were whispering behind the pile of books.
Gu Xiaowan found that Lu Yang was a little different from before. First of all, he became eloquent and very comfortable talking to him.
Yeah, it's really comfortable.
Because his topics always resonated with her, making her want to continue talking.
Gu Xiaowan said: "Actually, I envy those classmates who fall in love, but my father and mother asked me to fall in love only after I graduate from college. They said that falling in love too early will affect my studies."
Lu Yang couldn't help but look at Gu Xiaowan a few more times, but he didn't expect that there was a bit of rebellion hidden behind the docile Gu Xiaowan.
If you wait until you graduate from college to fall in love, it will be too late.
The time spent with the school belle passed very quickly. As the school bell rang, the students began to pack away the things on their desks.
In 2003, Mingjiang City was just a medium-sized third-tier town, and housing prices were still at bargain prices.
There are eight classes in the senior year of Mingjiang No. 1 Middle School, one-third of which are day students, and the rest are boarding students from surrounding counties or remote areas.
Lu Yang and Gu Xiaowan are locals, so they both choose to study day school.
The crowd at the school gate gathered into a long queue, and various bells rang continuously.
Lu Yang and Meng Xiaopeng led the way out on bicycles.
Lu Yang saw He Wenchao at the school gate. His father drove a brand new Passat to pick him up from school.
This is what He Wenchao asked his father to come over to pick up. Think about how superior it is to sit elegantly in a car under the gaze of everyone? Unlike those poor people who ride broken bicycles every day, even if the chain falls, they will ride in the wind.
It looks particularly miserable when it rains.
Lu Yang noticed He Wenchao sitting in the car, and he spit on the ground. Although he was envious, he was more of a hatred of the rich.
Meng Xiaopeng asked: "Who are you waiting for? Are we not going back?"
Lu Yang smiled and said, "Wait a minute, the school beauty will be out soon."
Meng Xiaopeng's eyes widened and he stammered: "Damn it, you...you don't want to get along with the principal..."
He looked at the classmates around him, leaned over, and said in a low voice: "You don't want to chase the school beauty, do you? Don't you know that He Wenchao also likes the school beauty?"
Lu Yang took a deep breath of air and slowly exhaled: "He Wenchao is a bitch!"
At this time, Gu Xiaowan and a girl named Lin Ziwei from the next class came out pushing bicycles.
Gu Xiaowan saw that Lu Yang hadn't left yet, so she came over to say hello.
"Lu Yang, why don't you go home yet?"
"Isn't this waiting for you? It's already past 9 o'clock in the evening. The more company you have, the more safety you will have."
"That's okay. I asked you to go home with me before, but you ignored me."
Lu Yang scolded himself: I used to be such a fool.
A group of four people were riding bicycles home. A few fallen leaves occasionally fell from the plane trees on both sides of the road. Most of the surrounding shops were closed, but there were scattered canteens that continued to open for business.
Lu Yang scanned the familiar yet unfamiliar street scenes. He had been walking on this road for three full years!
Twenty minutes later, Gu Xiaowan arrived home first. Their home was in a high-end community in Mingjiang City. Gu Xiaowan's father was a division-level cadre.
"Lu Yang, remember to wait for me at the gate of our community when you study in the morning tomorrow."
"knew!"
At another intersection, Lin Ziwei also arrived home. She waved goodbye to Lu Yang and Meng Xiaopeng.
Lu Yang's and Meng Xiaopeng's homes are located in the suburbs of Mingjiang City, which is equivalent to the urban-rural fringe. They are self-built civilian houses.
But in less than 10 years, their home will become the core area of Mingjiang City's development.
After more than ten minutes, Lu Yang finally saw a familiar scenery, which was exactly the same as in his memory. It was both familiar and strange.
Even if there are a few months in a foreign country, there is no light in my hometown.
There are rows of bungalows on both sides of the bumpy road, but Lu Yang's house is a two-story house that was built when his grandfather was still here.
The first floor has been rented out and is a breakfast shop opened by a foreign couple. The second floor is where Lu Yang and his family live.
Meng Xiaopeng's home was further away, so he waved goodbye to Lu Yang.
After Lu Yang waited for Meng Xiaopeng to leave, he skillfully opened the door, pushed the bicycle in, and then locked the door.
He ran straight to the second floor with a red string hanging on the door handle. His mother said it was good luck.
When you open the door on the second floor, you will see old-fashioned furniture and wooden floors that must have been worn yellow and warped for more than ten years.
The small living room is kept very clean and tidy, and it seems that the hostess is a hard-working person.
There is still the smell of cooking in the room, it must be my mother cooking dinner for herself.
"Mom, I'm back!"
Lu Yang left his schoolbag on the sofa.
In the kitchen, a middle-aged woman in her forties was cooking in an apron.
She turned around and glanced, and found that Lu Yang had not hung up his schoolbag, so she started nagging: "You are such a big man, you don't have any backup plans! Don't you know how to hang up your schoolbag? You don't even change your slippers, just wear those sneakers.
It’s been a day, don’t you feel bored?”
Lu Yang felt inexplicably warm listening to his mother Shen Lijuan's nagging voice.
Since he started working in other places, he would only listen to his mother talk a few words when he came back during the Chinese New Year. As my mother got older, her words became less and less.
Thinking about it now, the company of family members is really the easiest to be ignored.
We all dream of becoming superheroes, but we have never thought of washing the dishes for our mother.