Chapter 1295 Final Exam

Ye Linlang was stunned when he heard Jiang Qiran mention teaching in mountainous areas.

She had forgotten this.

In fact, it is not a serious volunteer teaching in mountainous areas, but more to participate in the early entrance exam for Zhaohua University's independent enrollment.

Ye Linlang's previous academic career was blank, with no records of awards or outstanding commendations, so she had to make up for it quickly during her first and second years of high school.

In addition to taking Ye Linlang to participate in math Olympiads, physics, and chemistry competitions across the country, province, and even internationally, Jiang Qiran also participated in volunteer education with Ye Linlang in mountainous areas during the summer and winter vacations.

If not, it would not be possible to enrich Ye Linlang's resume, nor would it be possible for Ye Linlang to have an experience that would impress teachers during independent enrollment.

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Ye Linlang suddenly became a little silent when she heard Jiang Qiran's proposal to go to Xiaohuang Village to support teaching.

In fact, she...she didn't have any nostalgia for the place in Xiaohuang Village.

Probably, the only thing I miss is the Song family's grandma who has been buried underground for a long time.

Except for grandma, all the residents of Xiaohuang Village looked down upon her. Whether they were adults or children of similar age, they always regarded Ye Linlang as a savage beast.

It may be funny to say that at that time in Xiao Huang Village, her name was not so much Ye Linlang, but "Little Disaster".

Even the teacher looked at her with extremely contemptuous eyes, and would quickly look away, as if looking at this girl too much would bring bad luck to himself.

So many people said that she was unknown. She killed her own brother. When she came to Xiaohuang Village, she killed the son and daughter-in-law of the Song family's grandmother who was working outside.

Everyone said that although the Song family was poor in the past, there were no big troubles. However, since Ye Linlang came, misfortunes soon happened to the son and daughter-in-law of the Song family's grandmother.

The Song family's grandmother herself was not spared.

Living in such an environment where everyone was targeting her, Ye Linlang felt that apart from feeling a little inferior, she did not have any thoughts of revenge against society. This was probably due to her grandma's teachings since childhood.

Even if you are poor, you cannot be destitute of ambition. Even if you are hopeless, you cannot hold a knife to hurt people who are weaker than yourself.

This is what the grandmother of the Song family has always taught Ye Linlang. This old woman who has passed away may not have much knowledge, but her heart is the kindest and kindest old man Ye Linlang has ever seen in her life.

She taught Ye Linlang to love, tolerate, and be peaceful.

Ye Linlang could not forgive the villagers in Xiaohuang Village, but he would not resent them after all. Why would he let himself be stuck in such hatred?

…

Jiang Qiran saw that Ye Linlang was silent. Her eyelashes, as thick as butterfly wings, covered her eyelids, making it difficult to see the look in her eyes clearly.

He was stunned for a moment, and finally seemed to have captured something.

"Don't you want to go to Xiaohuang Village to teach? I thought..."

Jiang Qiran thought that Ye Linlang would want to visit the Song family's grandmother who was buried in Xiaohuang Village.

After all, he knew deeply the status of the Song family's grandmother in Ye Linlang's heart.

Even though he had no chance to meet the old man, Jiang Qiran was still very grateful to the Song family's grandmother. Without this old lady, perhaps, Ye Linlang would not be where he is today.

Ye Linlang took a deep breath, raised her eyelashes, and smiled reluctantly at Jiang Qiran.

"I... don't really like that place."

As if afraid that Jiang Qiran would misunderstand, Ye Linlang quickly added.

"Of course it's not because I don't like Xiao Huang Village because it's poor!"

Jiang Qiran nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words.

In fact, he had also investigated and found out that the experience Ye Linlang received in Xiaohuang Village was indeed not good and it was due to his negligence.

"Then where do you want to teach? I have some geographical options here that I can show you first."

Ye Linlang bit her teeth and suddenly spoke.

"Are there any mountain villages close to Xiaohuang Village in the selection? I...I don't want to teach in Xiaohuang Village, but I still want to visit my grandma after the teaching."

If you choose a nearby mountain village, as long as it is not the nearest neighboring village to Xiaohuang Village, the transportation there is backward, and there are no roads from one village to another. The mountain roads are often rugged, and you have to rely on an ox cart or two legs to walk up.

Therefore, even though Ye Linlang's reputation is somewhat high in Xiaohuang Village, it is certain that villages outside Xiaohuang Village may not know his name, and Ye Linlang does not need to be identified as a disaster star.

In Ye Linlang's view, even if she wanted to teach in Xiaohuang Village, people there would probably avoid her like a scourge, and no one would want someone like her to go out and teach children to read.

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The two of them discussed the specific location of the mountain village to support teaching, and did not even want to watch the school's subsequent sports meeting program. Jiang Qiran legitimately took a leave of absence from his head teacher, Teacher Zhao, because of Ye Linlang's injury.

They chose over and over again, and finally chose Plum Blossom Village, which was more than ten kilometers away from Xiaohuang Village.

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Time flies, and it feels like the days of studying in high school go by very quickly. In a blink of an eye, the first final exam of Lingyun High School is ushered in.

Ye Linlang was not panicking.

Jiang Qiran sorted out the knowledge points for her last two weeks, and Ye Linlang's recent monthly exam scores have always been in the top 50 for her age. Everyone was impressed and no longer suspected Ye Linlang of cheating.

Even the head teacher who always hated Ye Linlang started to smile towards Ye Linlang.

Probably, in the minds of some teachers, those with good grades are good students, and those with bad grades are poor students. This is the only criterion for distinguishing between good and bad.

The day before the exam, Ye Linlang went to bed very early because he didn't want to stay up late, for fear that he would fall asleep in the exam room, which would be bad.

During the final exams the next day, Lingyun High School had an unprecedented heavy snowfall, and the ground was already covered in crystal white, covering up all the filth.

Ye Linlang was used to seeing this kind of snow scene in the mountains, so she didn't take it seriously. She just felt that she was almost shivering from the cold, and even her nose turned red from the cold.

Lingyun High School was not allowed to wear their own clothes for nine consecutive winters, and could only wear cotton-padded clothes issued by the school.

Ye Linlang felt that it was not warm enough, so she could only wrap herself in autumn clothes and trousers one after another, plus a velvet vest and a knitted sweater.

Ye Linlang was assigned to a relatively remote examination room this time. She looked around and saw no classmates from Class A, Grade 1.

Before it was time to enter the examination room, she held her review materials and wasted no time in cramming.

Just when Ye Linlang started to memorize some knowledge points, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

Who is so boring? !

Ye Linlang was stunned. She turned her head and saw a tall figure.

The other party's pair of peach blossom eyes are narrow and narrow, and the half-smiling look is intoxicating. Who else could it be if it wasn't Yin Zihan?

[Jiujiu's computer broke down QAQ, so I took it to reinstall the system. I pray that I can get a computer that can access the Internet tomorrow morning... You can't afford to hurt the author who uses his mobile phone to code! ! ! 】