When the familiar office came into view, I didn't hesitate for a moment. I was even too lazy to utter the words "report" and directly reached out to push the door open. At this moment, the classmates in the classroom were already packing up their things and preparing to leave one after another. After all, the studies in the third year of junior high school were coming to an end. Most of the people were about to leave, and it seemed that there was no need to act like a well-behaved student as before.
Speaking of the relationship between my head teacher and me now, it has really undergone earth-shaking changes. I have openly recognized her as my "adoptive elder sister". This relationship is extremely intimate. Take my several mischievous cronies as an example. Once they accidentally get into trouble, the first thing they think of is to ask me to intercede with the head teacher on their behalf. Every time they look at me eagerly, their eyes seem to be saying, "Bro, it's all up to you."
They still feel as if they are in a dream and can't believe that the guy who was constantly scolded severely by the head teacher in the first and second years of junior high school, stood in punishment countless times, and wrote dozens of self-criticism reports, and was truly a "frequent visitor" to the office, actually transformed into the head teacher's favorite student all of a sudden in the third year of junior high school. He is simply the head teacher's "good boy". Every time they see the way the head teacher treats me, they will exaggerate and tease, "My goodness! Even a wife wouldn't treat her husband this well!" That tone is filled with a bit of envy and a hint of incredulity, as if some earth-shattering change has happened to me.
Damn it! Is that an appropriate way to describe it? Then I'd be like a man with an older wife. How am I supposed to date a girlfriend in the future? The head teacher was the only one in the office. When she saw me come in, she asked, "Ran, how did you do in this exam?" I smiled and said, "Not bad. Maybe I'm still the sixth in the class." I leaned closer to her and sniffed, "Sister Ruyan, what perfume are you wearing today? It smells so nice." Our head teacher, Liu Ruyan, is a great beauty in the school. She is 28 years old this year and will be transferred to No. 5 Middle School next semester. No. 5 Middle School is a key school. Although she graduated from Beijing Normal University, it's impossible to transfer from an ordinary junior high school to a key senior high school without some connections.
It's said that someone put in a word with the Municipal Education Commission, but we don't know exactly who did it for whom. We're not at the age to concern ourselves with national military and political affairs yet. If it weren't for the politics class, we probably couldn't even name all the national leaders. Instead of thinking about that, we might as well play some games. Liu Ruyan was in a good mood and said, "Don't you, you little rascal, know what perfume I'm wearing? Where did you go last night? You didn't even tell me." I had been living at her house during the exam days and received her special tutoring. After all, I'm her adopted younger brother.
I felt quite good about this exam, which is largely related to her intensive tutoring before the exam. "You kept me cooped up for a week. Of course, I have to go home and sleep soundly after the exam. Otherwise, if you catch me for tutoring again, I'll be completely worn out." Liu Ruyan blushed, gave me a tap on the head, and said coquettishly, "Worn out? Nonsense, you little rascal. You're biting the hand that feeds you and acting innocent after getting the benefits." "Sister Ruyan, where's my college entrance examination application form?" Liu Ruyan took out a form and said, "Here it is. I've filled out the volunteer information for you already." I looked at my form and asked, "Why did you fill in No. 5 Middle School?" Besides filling in the ordinary senior high school that matches our junior high school as I had expected, she also filled in No. 5 Middle School for me in the first category of the form.
The corners of Liu Ruyan's mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of mischief in her eyes. She asked with a beaming smile, "What's wrong? Don't you have any confidence in yourself?" I gave a gentle smile, shrugged my shoulders, and said calmly, "I know my own abilities very well. With my grades, there's no way I can get into a key senior high school. It's better to fill in the application for an ordinary senior high school honestly. Maybe I'll be really lucky and can get into a top class or an experimental class. That can also provide me with a better learning environment. Besides, even if I really intended to fill in a key senior high school, I would definitely choose No. 1 Middle School. After all, the admission score line of No. 1 Middle School is 10 points lower than that of some schools. This is me acting according to my abilities with a clear understanding of myself." In my heart, I was muttering,哼 (Hmph), I've been tortured by you a lot in these three years of junior high school. I don't want to continue living under your supervision in senior high school.
Liu Ruyan seemed to see through what I was thinking. She reached out and gently patted me on the head. That gesture was both affectionate and imposing. She said, "Just fill it in as I told you. Don't be so negative about yourself. If you're really a few points short in the end, as long as you reach the admission score line of No. 1 Middle School, as your teacher, I'll find a way to give you a hand." Her eyes were full of expectation, as if conveying an unquestionable strength, which made a strange feeling well up in my heart. I was both touched and a bit torn.
"Don't you want to accompany your sister for another three years? I've doted on you for nothing." I thought she wasn't boasting. She wouldn't say that if she didn't have the ability. But it's not easy to get into a good school nowadays. People don't call education a cause anymore; they call it the "education industry". If your score is not enough, you have to make up for it with money. I heard that even to enter an average better senior high school, if you're one point short in your grades, you have to pay at least 15,000 yuan as a starting price, and then an additional 5,000 yuan for each additional point short. And the price is fixed. People who want to get in still have to ask others for help and pull some strings. For a school like No. 5 Middle School, I heard that the starting price is 50,000 yuan, and they're very picky. If you're too far short in scores, they won't even bother with you even if you want to offer money.
I can't afford to go to such an "elite school". I'd rather die than pay that unjust money. Moreover, if I don't have the ability, it's no wonder I'll be dragged down if I enter a key school. The application form has already been filled out for me even before I've estimated my scores. I don't really care. If I actually reach the admission line but can't afford the tuition fees, I can still go to an ordinary senior high school. No. 5 Middle School won't miss me, and it's not a charity organization. If I can't afford the tuition, they won't accept me even if I reach the line. Liu Ruyan put away the form and asked me, "How are you going to spend your summer vacation? Why don't you come to my house and I'll give you some more tutoring?" I said, "No. I'm almost driven crazy by studying."
This time, I'm going out to work and earn back my senior high school tuition fees." "Haha, you still want to go out to work? You've never even taken a train. You've never been out alone since you were a kid. If you go out, either you'll be sold by human traffickers or you'll be repatriated as a vagrant. Besides, what can you do? You just followed your second sister and handed her perfume and lipstick. It's all your second sister's credit, and you dare to brag that you've worked before." Woo, it's so annoying. I really hate it when people say that I've never taken a plane, train, or ship. It's as if I'm a bumpkin who has never seen the world.
Besides, it's not that I've never worked. I often went to the mall to work with my second sister during vacations and on Saturdays and Sundays. My second sister has a great figure and skin. Many malls invited her to be a model or a promotional girl. Every time my second sister introduced products, I would help her pass cosmetics to customers. The income was not bad either. On average, I could earn nearly 1,000 yuan a month. If my second sister wasn't still in senior high school and didn't have much time, the income would be even higher. My second sister earned her own tuition fees during the three years of senior high school.
Besides, I'm not going to Shanghai to sell cosmetics. I actually have some "special skills". "With someone as smart as me and who can endure hardships, why should I be afraid of not being able to find a job? Even if I can't find a job, at worst, I can work as a male escort at night. I can still make money that way." "You good-for-nothing! You still want to be a gigolo. I'll tell your eldest sister and let her castrate you with a scalpel." "Would you really be willing to castrate me?" "Bah! Why wouldn't I be? Are you going to Shanghai to look for Fan Yu?" "Sister, you're so smart. You have such sharp eyes." "Stop flattering me. Does your sister know about this? I'll tell your eldest sister that you have a new love interest and don't even want me, your adoptive elder sister, and you don't even come for my tutoring," Liu Ruyan said sourly. "What kind of job are you going to do? Are you going to do that job without any capital again?" I kissed her on the cheek and said, "Are you jealous? Besides, don't you know whether I have the capital or not?" "I know you have capital, and it's quite substantial."
"It's not like I won't come back. When I go to high school, I'll accompany them out for a few days during the holiday." "I'll let you go this time, what should I do if my cousin asks me for someone?" "You can ask them to come to Shanghai to catch me. I'm going to leave, and there will be a period later." I bent down and held her sharp jade peak in one bite, sucking hard, the tip of my tongue was still spinning on it. Ruyan Liu trembled and pushed me away with a red face, "Little devil, I'm going to die, my courage is getting bigger and bigger, what should I do if someone comes in?" "Don't let me eat milk, what should I do if I'm hungry on the way?" "Little devil, if you don't leave, I'm going to hit you." I ran out of the office with a smile and didn't go back to the classroom, so as not to be entangled by Xia Yao and her two daughters again, I went to the delivery room at the school gate, took the bag that was ready to be placed there in the morning and went to the train station.
I calculated the time very well. I arrived a little ahead of schedule, and the train will depart a little over half an hour after I get to the station. I always like to make preparations in advance and plan things as carefully as possible. I think my personality will be quite suitable for working in an office in the future. I'm patient, persistent, meticulous, and caring. Well, I also have a bit of a sense of shame, so I won't keep boasting. This is really my first time taking a train. When I was in primary school, during school spring outings and such, we always went to places like the zoo, forest park, martyrs' cemetery and so on. When I was a bit older, I took the school-organized bus to scenic areas that were farther away. I missed the only opportunity to take a train in junior high school because I was ill. It's really annoying.
It wasn't the peak period of railway transportation at the moment, and the carriage was quite empty. Passengers were sparsely distributed here and there. I sat on my seat with my eyes a bit glazed over, but my thoughts involuntarily drifted to how I should explain this trip to my two elder sisters.
My eldest sister is currently furthering her studies in Shanghai and won't be back home for a few more days. If she were at home right now, I wouldn't have the slightest chance of sneaking out. I could only go to Liu Ruyan's house for tutoring dejectedly. Of course, this time when I get to Shanghai, I've made up my mind not to contact my eldest sister. Otherwise, with her personality, she would definitely drag me home as easily as picking something up.
Now let's talk about my second sister. She is in her senior year of high school now and will take the college entrance examination that determines her future next month. These days, the school has been keeping a tight rein on students. She has to attend tutoring classes every day, even on Saturdays and Sundays. Every day, she drags her tired body home very late.
This morning, I left my detailed travel plan on the dining table. By the time my second sister gets home, I reckon I'll already be in Shanghai. Even if she sees it, what can she do to me? Moreover, both of them are aware of Fan Yu's situation. When I think about it carefully, there doesn't seem to be anything that they should worry too much about. However, I also know in my heart that when I get home, a scolding and maybe even a beating are inevitable.
At this moment, I feel that my so-called "release" is more appropriately called "parole". This "parole period" that lasts for two and a half months has officially begun. When September 1st comes, I'll have to "return to prison" and start my three-year senior high school study life.
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