Chapter 364 Shadow

Chapter 364 Shadow
After finishing a set of college entrance examination questions, Yang Zhi compared them with the reference answers and checked his scores.

There are too many subjective questions in the Chinese language test, so it is impossible to give an accurate score, but based on previous exams, it should be at least around 110 points.

Calculating the score as low as possible, Yang Zhi's score this time was at least over 580 points.

My brother is so smart, he will definitely not be wrong.

Universities will continue to expand their enrollment in the future, and the difficulty of the college entrance examination will also decrease in recent years. The admission score of Jiangnan University will also be lower than last year. If you want to be admitted to Jiangnan University, it will not be a worry.

Yang Zhi had no problem with her mentality, because her brother had promised to cover her. Even if her score was not high enough, she would be allowed to take the art exam, so 500 points would be more than enough.

It’s just that the diploma obtained through art examination will be very watery, and even the graduation certificate must clearly distinguish which department it is from. But Yang Zhi doesn’t care about these. A diploma is nothing, and it can’t make a living. In the end, she still has to rely on her brother for food.

In fact, Yang Zhi knew very well that what he was doing was not a good thing.

Because the mainstream voice in the class was to get into a good university and find a good job in the future, only I, who was very unpromising, wanted to stay at home, just like a vine, wanting to cling to my brother's big tree and quietly absorb a little bit of nutrients.

Fortunately, my brother doesn't care. Just a little sunshine is enough for it to grow.

Half of the beautiful future that Yang Zhi imagined has been planned, and the remaining half is just a matter of time to follow the established route.

After everything was cleared up, Yang Zhi's brows, which were often slightly frowned, finally relaxed.

Although she has a cold and unapproachable face every day, there is a difference between being unapproachable. Just like if someone owes her 20,000 yuan or 200 yuan, there will definitely be a slight change in her expression and behavior.

Yang Zhi's deskmate Du Wenting discovered this.

She found that Yang Zhi started spinning her pen every time she finished doing her homework these days. Ever since she became her deskmate, she didn't know she could spin a pen.

Du Wenting was very surprised to see the pen spinning quickly and flexibly under her slender fingertips.

The technique is so skillful, you can tell at first glance that it was done by an expert who had practiced for many years.

"Yang Zhi? You can also spin a pen?" Du Wenting couldn't help asking.

"Ah."

The pen at Yang Zhi's fingertips stopped spinning.

Her attitude towards study is very serious, but it is impossible for a person to study every minute of every day. When the pressure of study is not so urgent, she will be absent-minded and dazed for a while.

Pen spinning is one of the few hobbies that students have. Yang Zhi, who is quiet and inactive, certainly knows how to play with these little gadgets.

"Can you teach me? I only know how to spin like this. How do you do a full spin?"

Du Wenting picked up the pen, swung it around, and asked Yang Zhi.

"I can't teach others. I learned it myself."

Yang Zhi finished speaking in a calm tone and turned his attention to the test paper.

After the class was divided, Yang Zhi had already changed several deskmates.

Compared to Jiang Xue and Feng Qiaoli who had just entered high school, Yang Zhi didn't like her deskmate named Du Wenting very much.

In Yang Zhi's eyes, her desk mate had average grades, didn't study seriously, and was absent-minded every day, which made Yang Zhi want to daydream.

The teacher asked Du Wenting to sit at the same table with him so that he could help her improve her grades.

But Yang Zhi was such a meticulous girl that she soon discovered that Du Wenting was just pretending to study. She usually spent much more time taking notes and marking the key points in the textbooks than thinking.

How can your grades improve if you spend most of your energy trying to fool the teacher?

However, Yang Zhi knew clearly that Du Wenting had no faults in other aspects except that she did not like studying. The only problem was that she had never lived in the same dormitory with him, so it was difficult for her to identify with him.

Seeing that Yang Zhi didn't want to talk, Du Wenting shrugged boredly and stopped disturbing her.

It’s enough to have enough scores. This is the idea that Xu Mingyuan has been instilling in us for a long time.

Yang Zhi would not listen to such fallacies. She was still thinking about studying hard and getting admitted to Jiangnan University.

But now, this concern has disappeared. Yang Zhi has returned to the learning attitude he had in elementary and junior high school, spending some time doing things he likes, such as taking time to daydream and relax.

For Yang Zhi, her high school career only lasts less than three months.

In order to prevent classmates from becoming uneasy, Yang Zhi was the only one who knew about the fact that he was preparing for the college entrance examination in advance, except for the teacher.

Two years is not a long time, but it is not short either.

For example, Yang Zhi can call out the names of the students who were in the same class before the class division, but after the class division, because she has put all her energy into the test papers, she is still not familiar with many of the students.

After the college entrance examination, these teachers will probably meet again because they have taught Xu Mingyuan, but these classmates will probably never see each other again.

Maybe if they meet again in this life, Yang Zhi will not recognize him, just like her junior high school classmates, who completely disappeared in the crowd. However, Yang Zhi's high school life was much happier than her junior high school life, and there was no one who would gossip about her behind her back. Maybe there would be, but she would not hear it.

Every time Yang Zhi heard comments from her classmates, they were positive words about how she was an excellent student, beautiful, and had a wealthy family.

Although Yang Zhi doesn't care what others think of her, hearing good words is definitely much better than ridicule and sarcasm. At least it can boost her self-confidence.

My brother said that in addition to studying in high school, you also have to enjoy high school life.

Yang Zhi didn't understand what was so enjoyable about such a boring day. Not only was she physically tired, she was even more mentally exhausted.

Dozens of people are crowded into a small classroom every day. The weather is cold and there is no ventilation, making it unbearably stuffy.

It’s even worse when the weather is hot. Even my breath smells bad. If I want to be more alert and take a deep breath, I have to cover my nose with my sleeve first.

However, now that Yang Zhi was able to jump out of the shackles in advance, he also followed Xu Mingyuan's example and observed the class carefully.

After letting go of her worries, Yang Zhi discovered that everything around her seemed to have changed.

Whether they are studying or not, the joys and sorrows of every student are all within sight.

Of course, the more common emotion is numbness. I immerse myself in the sea of ​​questions and keep filling my brain with knowledge.

Yang Zhi knew that she was one of them a few days ago, and she worked harder than her classmates. But now she is much better, she doesn't need to work so hard, and she even wants to stretch.

And then she did just that.

Seeing her deskmate Du Wenting flipping through an exercise book, Yang Zhi picked up a pen and whispered, "Hold the pen like I do, in this position, with the tip facing down, um... use a little bit of force with your wrist, don't use too much..."

Yang Zhi pinched the pen with her ring finger and middle finger, slowly turned it twice, then switched to her index finger and gently turned it into a beautiful pattern, trying to slow down the movements so that her deskmate could see it clearly.

Du Wenting was stunned. This was the first time Yang Zhi took the initiative to talk to her after being her deskmate for half a semester.

Du Wenting, who had never been paying attention to her books, unexpectedly picked up a pen and imitated Yang Zhi's little tricks to entertain herself in her spare time.

"What are you arguing about? The get out of class isn't over yet! If you keep arguing, the class will be over!"

The teacher on duty saw that the students could no longer sit still, so he slammed the table and scolded them.

Normally, Yang Zhi would not pack up her homework books in advance, but today, when she saw the foreign language teacher who was quite easy to talk to sitting on the podium, she also began to pack up her papers quietly, and would do a new set of questions when she got home, and then wash up and go to bed.

Even though she doesn't have to worry about the college entrance examination, Yang Zhi will still try her best to improve her grades. Otherwise, if the score is too low, it would be embarrassing, but it would be bad to make things difficult for her brother.

He was not afraid of trouble, but Yang Zhi didn't want to cause any more trouble because of her poor grades. Instead of wasting time on these things, he might as well spend more time with her...

As soon as the bell rang, Yang Zhi followed the end of the group, going downstairs until they walked out of the school gate.

Looking at the intersection from afar, Yang Zhi felt a little disappointed when she saw that the place where the car was usually parked was not the black A6, but an extended Mercedes-Benz.

Although Yang Zhi would call every day to ask Xu Mingyuan whether he would return to Nanxi, occasionally when he said he would not come back, she would quietly come back to give herself a surprise.

This gave Yang Zhi one more thing to think about every night after evening study.

But when she didn't see the familiar car, Yang Zhi knew that he did not come to pick her up from school today.

"Dad..." Yang Zhi said in a low voice.

I changed my name to Xu Jun Dad, not because of anything else, but because it is difficult to change my surname.

But Yang Zhi has called him uncle for many years, so it is inevitable that she feels a little embarrassed.

"Hey! Big girl! Are you tired from school today?"

The girl he had raised for many years finally started calling him dad. Xu Jun was extremely happy. He walked up to her, rubbed her head and asked.

"Not tired."

Yang Zhi shook his head and talked about what happened at school today.

When he got home, Xu Jun suddenly remembered that there was something in his briefcase. He took it out and put it on the table and said, "I met Xiaoyuan at work today. He brought you a can of candy."

"Oh, thank you, brother."

Yang Zhi picked up the glass jar and saw that it was not candy but a jar of plums. She suddenly felt happy.

This can of plums must not be stolen from Tao Shuxin as a snack to please her. She doesn't like sour food. It must be that her brother took the time to buy it for her.

While eating sour plums, Yang Zhi subconsciously hummed a little tune while doing exercises.

Although my brother is not with me every day, his shadow is everywhere in my life...

(End of this chapter)