The phone sent a prompt tone, telling me that there were unread text messages, followed by another cheerful music.
I woke up in a daze, it was still early, and I couldn't remember anyone had any reason to quarrel at me to sleep at this time.
Shanshan, go online quickly and you can check the scores!Yuan Yuan left messages one by one on her phone.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!I took a sudden breath.Impossible, how could it be so fast?Since the college entrance examination, I have been counting days, and it should be two days before I will announce the results Ah!
I focused on the black fonts of a row of flashing pictures on the screen of my phone. I was stunned for a moment, and then I began to tremble all over again, my heart was like an ice cellar falling into the bones.
I know very well what this typography means, and I have imagined the scene at this moment countless times in my mind.
What happens if the score is low?
What about the score?
I made a step-by-step hypothesis proof like solving the problem.
Strangely, those imaginations are all about knowing the scores, and I rarely think about what will happen before the scores.
I am not unfamiliar with the word "notic", but now I feel different from any time.
My heart was raised to my throat, and the rumbling tinnitus made my head dizzy. I couldn't be as calm and composed as I did when I opened the test paper to read and answered questions.
what do I do?
A numbness at a loss enveloped my mind. I stood up and tidied up the bed, walked to the bathroom, brushing my teeth and washing my face like a robot.
I felt it was not enough, so I took off my clothes and carefully trimmed my hair, nails, washed my hair, and took skin care. I looked for everything I could do until I had nothing to do before I walked back to the room.
The message prompt sound of the mobile phone kept echoing in the room, and texts and animations popped up in the circle of friends, undoubtedly announcing their query results.
Who is sharing?
Who is silent?
The inexplicable fear was like a pair of powerful palms holding my heart tightly, and I didn’t have the courage to check it out by myself.
Those who speak should have done very well in the exam, otherwise they wouldn't be so anxious to share it with everyone.
But it is not necessarily true. There are many academic masters in the class who are very low-key in their grades.
If you don’t look at the scores, no one knows whether to do well or fail the exam.
I walked around the room several times, not knowing what I was going to do, but in the end I went back to my room in shame.
Every time I feel ready, I sit at the desk and start to breathe heavily.
When I mustered up the courage to turn on the computer, my breath seemed to be taken away.
I stepped back to the bed and hugged the blanket tightly, unable to calm myself down, and I couldn't calm down my heart that was beating violently in my chest.
I am like a person about to drown in the flood, holding a branch and anchoring my tiny and weak life.
This is really stupid, it’s just a college entrance examination score, why do I perform like the end of the world?
Even if it is the end of the world, the results have come out now, and no matter how hard I torture myself, I can't change my score.
I clearly know, but I can't stop shaking my body like a nervous system.
Tears condensed in my eyes, fear penetrated every fiber of my body, and I didn't know what I was waiting for.
I know.
I have been waiting for this number all my life, and it will judge what the efforts and efforts I have put in are the meaning of, and it will also determine where I will spend the rest of my life.
It sounds pity and sad, but it is undoubtedly the truth.
People around me always reassure me and told me that there is definitely no problem because I have very good grades in school.
However, it is difficult for me to substitute. Maybe sometimes some of them can be done, but they are far from firm confidence.
Especially when my name is put together with other smart and excellent classmates by the teacher, I always feel like a liar.
Our school is divided into two factions, one is the reincarnation faction. These people have a good family environment, but they are not rich, and they have been traveling around the world since they were young. The college entrance examination is just a formality. Their parents have already arranged to study abroad, so they have no worries about work and food and clothing after graduation. Cheng Chu is one of them.
Another school is the question-based school. These people are good at studying and are very proud of their studies. They walk in school with full scholarships.
Yuan Yuan is this type of student. She is not only very outstanding, but also hardworking, and is a veritable academic master.
They are all very good friends of me, and it is fake to say that they don’t envy them.
In contrast, I am the most ordinary person, who throws the weak and poor students behind, but I am always looking at the taillights of the gods and the top students.
I am the most miserable student in the middle. I have no ups and downs, my grades are average, I have never had a red light, and I have no vigorous high scores or strengths.
I get some scholarships every year, but that is just a drama of the school raising the price first and then reducing the price, which is not worth mentioning.
I am very hardworking, conscientious and meticulous, but I never thought about whom I surpassed or whom I was surpassed. I just humbly blessed myself and could perform normally in the exam.
To be honest, I don’t know if I can enter a good university, I am afraid of failing the college entrance examination.
But most importantly, I am afraid that I will be a loser who will lose his links at the critical moment.
Now the world doesn’t like losers, I don’t need to enter society to know.
These people will be eliminated quickly, and I am afraid of being eliminated by society.
Yes, I'm scared.
As soon as my uncle got back to the room, he felt keenly that something was wrong with me. After asking, I felt even more embarrassed to admit: his niece was now scared to death by the college entrance examination scores.
Fortunately, my uncle did not give up asking and stayed by my side, waiting for me to prepare to explain myself.
I hesitated, and my uncle finally understood it with all his guesses.
He didn't laugh at me, which made me, who had been nervous, relax a little.
My uncle led me to the desk and pressed me to the computer.
I trembled and typed the URL on the keyboard, but I couldn't type the letters correctly.
Seeing that I was not good at this, my uncle pulled me up and sat on the chair, then put my arms around my waist, and with a little force, he hugged me to his legs.
My uncle quickly entered the scoring website address and then entered my personal information.
I felt like a little lamb on the slaughtering platform, and I was about to be skinned and heartbroken.
The Internet is so smooth and fast, with almost no waiting time, and the screen displays rows of numbers and texts: test number, name, gender, subject, score, total score.
I fell into a vortex and sank with the water until I was locked at the bottom of the lake.
My eyesight is blurred and my hearing is distorted.
Even though I was still breathing, I couldn't tell whether I was life or death.
I know what scores mean. I have experienced countless months of high school exams, midterm exams, final exams, and mock exams in three years. I can tell the conclusions and choices corresponding to the scores with my toes.
I pursed my lips tightly, stared at the screen, then turned my head violently and threw myself into my uncle's arms.I hugged his neck tightly and buried my face in his shoulder.
That's it?My middle school is over and my hard study is over. From now on, I only have to learn the subjects I like?
I don’t feel relaxed or relieved. Even if I can choose my future freely and even if I can hold hope and dreams, I still can’t be happy.
It was obviously a happy event!
Strangely, I didn’t, nothing at all, my brain seemed to be confused and couldn’t send out the signal that I should laugh at.
Tears slid in my eyes for a long time, and finally burst out from my eyes, flowing down my eyes.At first, he just cried silently, and then turned into whimpering and soon turned into wailing.
Fortunately, this is not at home, and the neighbors around me are far away, so I can cry without any scruples.
It’s not that I’m heartbroken and sad, nor that I’m suffering and despair. I’m just venting some emotion, which has been accumulated and ignored by me, and I have forgotten what it is.
I wish I had a dream, but I was afraid that I was dreaming.
I don't know what's wrong with me, it's obviously nothing to do with sadness.
The score is much higher than I expected, and it can be said that it performs at a normal level, and even has a slightly unexpected increase. It is a happy ending for twelve years of hard study.
I should be happy and celebrate, but I can't laugh anyway, and I can't control my emotions at all.
My uncle put one hand on my waist and the other hand slowly stroked my hair.
He didn't say anything, he didn't comfort me, he just wrapped his arms around me.
I cried for a long time, and then I stopped crying so hard that I finally calmed down.
I have never cried so hard before, but then I realized that crying is a very physically exhausting thing.
Reality emerges from chaos, I will welcome a new life, time continues to move forward, nothing can change.
I collapsed in my uncle's arms, and I am truly grateful that when I was most vulnerable, my uncle gave me a warm and strong embrace.
He was as strong as in his memory, his thick arms and thick chest muscles exuded a tough and masculine aura. I was hugged in his arms and my body became hot for no reason.
Almost at the same time, the scene of my uncle taking a shower under the water pipe appeared in my mind.
A strong sense of manhood also spread around me, carrying my hot body temperature, making me drunk and confused about the southeast, west and north, and adrenaline was rushing upward like a rocket soaring into the sky.
I immediately woke up. Has my smell penetrated my uncle's breath?
What is that?
Will it be full of femininity?
I took a shower with shower gel in the morning and washed my hair with shampoo, so it shouldn't smell bad.
But it is difficult to ensure that the weather is hot and there is still a thin layer of sweat on your body.
Now I feel snot and tears, it must be so ugly.
I evacuated my body and left my face aside, my uncle's index finger hooked my chin and raised my face.He gently wiped the tears hanging on his face and said with a smile: Is it okay?Let's go to celebrate Ah!
I woke up in a daze, it was still early, and I couldn't remember anyone had any reason to quarrel at me to sleep at this time.
Shanshan, go online quickly and you can check the scores!Yuan Yuan left messages one by one on her phone.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!I took a sudden breath.Impossible, how could it be so fast?Since the college entrance examination, I have been counting days, and it should be two days before I will announce the results Ah!
I focused on the black fonts of a row of flashing pictures on the screen of my phone. I was stunned for a moment, and then I began to tremble all over again, my heart was like an ice cellar falling into the bones.
I know very well what this typography means, and I have imagined the scene at this moment countless times in my mind.
What happens if the score is low?
What about the score?
I made a step-by-step hypothesis proof like solving the problem.
Strangely, those imaginations are all about knowing the scores, and I rarely think about what will happen before the scores.
I am not unfamiliar with the word "notic", but now I feel different from any time.
My heart was raised to my throat, and the rumbling tinnitus made my head dizzy. I couldn't be as calm and composed as I did when I opened the test paper to read and answered questions.
what do I do?
A numbness at a loss enveloped my mind. I stood up and tidied up the bed, walked to the bathroom, brushing my teeth and washing my face like a robot.
I felt it was not enough, so I took off my clothes and carefully trimmed my hair, nails, washed my hair, and took skin care. I looked for everything I could do until I had nothing to do before I walked back to the room.
The message prompt sound of the mobile phone kept echoing in the room, and texts and animations popped up in the circle of friends, undoubtedly announcing their query results.
Who is sharing?
Who is silent?
The inexplicable fear was like a pair of powerful palms holding my heart tightly, and I didn’t have the courage to check it out by myself.
Those who speak should have done very well in the exam, otherwise they wouldn't be so anxious to share it with everyone.
But it is not necessarily true. There are many academic masters in the class who are very low-key in their grades.
If you don’t look at the scores, no one knows whether to do well or fail the exam.
I walked around the room several times, not knowing what I was going to do, but in the end I went back to my room in shame.
Every time I feel ready, I sit at the desk and start to breathe heavily.
When I mustered up the courage to turn on the computer, my breath seemed to be taken away.
I stepped back to the bed and hugged the blanket tightly, unable to calm myself down, and I couldn't calm down my heart that was beating violently in my chest.
I am like a person about to drown in the flood, holding a branch and anchoring my tiny and weak life.
This is really stupid, it’s just a college entrance examination score, why do I perform like the end of the world?
Even if it is the end of the world, the results have come out now, and no matter how hard I torture myself, I can't change my score.
I clearly know, but I can't stop shaking my body like a nervous system.
Tears condensed in my eyes, fear penetrated every fiber of my body, and I didn't know what I was waiting for.
I know.
I have been waiting for this number all my life, and it will judge what the efforts and efforts I have put in are the meaning of, and it will also determine where I will spend the rest of my life.
It sounds pity and sad, but it is undoubtedly the truth.
People around me always reassure me and told me that there is definitely no problem because I have very good grades in school.
However, it is difficult for me to substitute. Maybe sometimes some of them can be done, but they are far from firm confidence.
Especially when my name is put together with other smart and excellent classmates by the teacher, I always feel like a liar.
Our school is divided into two factions, one is the reincarnation faction. These people have a good family environment, but they are not rich, and they have been traveling around the world since they were young. The college entrance examination is just a formality. Their parents have already arranged to study abroad, so they have no worries about work and food and clothing after graduation. Cheng Chu is one of them.
Another school is the question-based school. These people are good at studying and are very proud of their studies. They walk in school with full scholarships.
Yuan Yuan is this type of student. She is not only very outstanding, but also hardworking, and is a veritable academic master.
They are all very good friends of me, and it is fake to say that they don’t envy them.
In contrast, I am the most ordinary person, who throws the weak and poor students behind, but I am always looking at the taillights of the gods and the top students.
I am the most miserable student in the middle. I have no ups and downs, my grades are average, I have never had a red light, and I have no vigorous high scores or strengths.
I get some scholarships every year, but that is just a drama of the school raising the price first and then reducing the price, which is not worth mentioning.
I am very hardworking, conscientious and meticulous, but I never thought about whom I surpassed or whom I was surpassed. I just humbly blessed myself and could perform normally in the exam.
To be honest, I don’t know if I can enter a good university, I am afraid of failing the college entrance examination.
But most importantly, I am afraid that I will be a loser who will lose his links at the critical moment.
Now the world doesn’t like losers, I don’t need to enter society to know.
These people will be eliminated quickly, and I am afraid of being eliminated by society.
Yes, I'm scared.
As soon as my uncle got back to the room, he felt keenly that something was wrong with me. After asking, I felt even more embarrassed to admit: his niece was now scared to death by the college entrance examination scores.
Fortunately, my uncle did not give up asking and stayed by my side, waiting for me to prepare to explain myself.
I hesitated, and my uncle finally understood it with all his guesses.
He didn't laugh at me, which made me, who had been nervous, relax a little.
My uncle led me to the desk and pressed me to the computer.
I trembled and typed the URL on the keyboard, but I couldn't type the letters correctly.
Seeing that I was not good at this, my uncle pulled me up and sat on the chair, then put my arms around my waist, and with a little force, he hugged me to his legs.
My uncle quickly entered the scoring website address and then entered my personal information.
I felt like a little lamb on the slaughtering platform, and I was about to be skinned and heartbroken.
The Internet is so smooth and fast, with almost no waiting time, and the screen displays rows of numbers and texts: test number, name, gender, subject, score, total score.
I fell into a vortex and sank with the water until I was locked at the bottom of the lake.
My eyesight is blurred and my hearing is distorted.
Even though I was still breathing, I couldn't tell whether I was life or death.
I know what scores mean. I have experienced countless months of high school exams, midterm exams, final exams, and mock exams in three years. I can tell the conclusions and choices corresponding to the scores with my toes.
I pursed my lips tightly, stared at the screen, then turned my head violently and threw myself into my uncle's arms.I hugged his neck tightly and buried my face in his shoulder.
That's it?My middle school is over and my hard study is over. From now on, I only have to learn the subjects I like?
I don’t feel relaxed or relieved. Even if I can choose my future freely and even if I can hold hope and dreams, I still can’t be happy.
It was obviously a happy event!
Strangely, I didn’t, nothing at all, my brain seemed to be confused and couldn’t send out the signal that I should laugh at.
Tears slid in my eyes for a long time, and finally burst out from my eyes, flowing down my eyes.At first, he just cried silently, and then turned into whimpering and soon turned into wailing.
Fortunately, this is not at home, and the neighbors around me are far away, so I can cry without any scruples.
It’s not that I’m heartbroken and sad, nor that I’m suffering and despair. I’m just venting some emotion, which has been accumulated and ignored by me, and I have forgotten what it is.
I wish I had a dream, but I was afraid that I was dreaming.
I don't know what's wrong with me, it's obviously nothing to do with sadness.
The score is much higher than I expected, and it can be said that it performs at a normal level, and even has a slightly unexpected increase. It is a happy ending for twelve years of hard study.
I should be happy and celebrate, but I can't laugh anyway, and I can't control my emotions at all.
My uncle put one hand on my waist and the other hand slowly stroked my hair.
He didn't say anything, he didn't comfort me, he just wrapped his arms around me.
I cried for a long time, and then I stopped crying so hard that I finally calmed down.
I have never cried so hard before, but then I realized that crying is a very physically exhausting thing.
Reality emerges from chaos, I will welcome a new life, time continues to move forward, nothing can change.
I collapsed in my uncle's arms, and I am truly grateful that when I was most vulnerable, my uncle gave me a warm and strong embrace.
He was as strong as in his memory, his thick arms and thick chest muscles exuded a tough and masculine aura. I was hugged in his arms and my body became hot for no reason.
Almost at the same time, the scene of my uncle taking a shower under the water pipe appeared in my mind.
A strong sense of manhood also spread around me, carrying my hot body temperature, making me drunk and confused about the southeast, west and north, and adrenaline was rushing upward like a rocket soaring into the sky.
I immediately woke up. Has my smell penetrated my uncle's breath?
What is that?
Will it be full of femininity?
I took a shower with shower gel in the morning and washed my hair with shampoo, so it shouldn't smell bad.
But it is difficult to ensure that the weather is hot and there is still a thin layer of sweat on your body.
Now I feel snot and tears, it must be so ugly.
I evacuated my body and left my face aside, my uncle's index finger hooked my chin and raised my face.He gently wiped the tears hanging on his face and said with a smile: Is it okay?Let's go to celebrate Ah!
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