leave this sad place

Chapter 184
"Did I just go back to school and go to class again?" Ouyang murmured in a low voice, not knowing what kind of feeling he should feel in his heart.

But how could he really let down the teacher he respected by not going to school?As for the college entrance examination, he was still unsure, afraid that he would be sorry for too many people if he failed the exam.His heart was always heavy and depressed, and he wanted to release it but couldn't.

"Tonight, I - I'm going back to school for class." After hesitating for a long time, he finally said to her.

Hearing such news, she was stunned for a moment, and then uncontrollable surprise climbed up her face, and she couldn't help exclaiming: "Really? You really figured it out and went back to school?"

Ouyang nodded speechlessly, isn't it just to go back to school for class, as for that?He sighed softly again, and said to her as if seeking comfort for his own heart: "Actually, it's not that I figured it out, it's just that I can't refuse the physics teacher." told her.

"Look, let me say that there are still good teachers in the school." After listening, she couldn't help sighing.

Ouyang rolled his eyes helplessly, watched her run into his room and took out the schoolbag that he hadn't used for "several years" impatiently, couldn't help asking her: "What are you doing? "

"Take it out and brush it. Look at how dirty it is here, here, and here. How can you not brush it?"

"You probably won't be able to do it at night after brushing it. Just wipe it off at that time. Besides, I haven't used a schoolbag for a long time, so I don't need to use a schoolbag to carry those few books." Ouyang said completely speechless, but Also somewhat understand her mood.

"It's true."

Gritting his teeth, Ouyang said to her again: "Don't worry about the schoolbag or something, I have other things to talk about."

"Oh, what else is there?" Her face was still full of joy.

"That's right, I - didn't I go back to school?"

"Well, go back to class, what's the matter?"

"I—, I—, I—" He didn't say what he wanted to say several times in a row, and she felt a little anxious when she heard it.

"Oh, forget it, let me tell you clearly. I am just afraid that I will fail the college entrance examination when the time comes." He mustered up the courage to express the worries that have always existed in his heart.

"How could it be? You just have to review your exams when you get to school." She smiled and comforted him.

"Review mine well? What if I study hard and still do poorly in the exam?"

"As long as you do your best—"

"Do my best? If I try my best, will it still be the same?" Ouyang insisted on breaking the casserole this time to ask the end. He really didn't want to hear her plausible answer. Never once could he feel truly at ease, but on the contrary The pressure in his heart doubled.This time he insisted on solving this hidden problem!
"Come on, I hope to get a clear answer no matter what this time; otherwise, I will always be uneasy." Ouyang said firmly and persistently.

The joy on her face slowly settled down, she was silent for a while and said to Ouyang: "Actually, we are doing it for your own good after all, and hope you can have a bright future."

"Don't talk about so many useless things, now I just want to know if I fail the college entrance examination, what will happen?—what will happen?"

"That's up to you. It depends on your own choice. If you still want to study, we will of course do our best to support you. In fact, don't worry about other problems. You just need to read your book carefully." The book is enough, we will solve those problems ourselves." She said with a sigh.

"Maybe." Ouyang didn't know if this answer was what he wanted, but it still relieved some of the pressure in his heart.

"After so many years, there is only this most critical period left. No matter what, we don't want to see you working hard for more than ten years without any results. You can take it as a form, a process. , no matter whether the final result is good or bad, as long as you try your best and pass through. So don't have too much burden in your heart, don't have too much pressure in your heart." She explained slowly again.

"Whether the result is good or bad, as long as you work hard, as long as you take the exam at the end?" Ouyang tried to speak in his own words, wanting to confirm again.

"Of course we hope from the bottom of our hearts that you will do well in the exam." She emphasized a little.

"What if I still fail the exam?" Ouyang was as stubborn as a rock.

She was a little silent, she didn't know how to answer him, maybe even she herself hadn't made any plans in case Ouyang failed the college entrance examination.

"Is it still the same?" Ouyang still asked stubbornly.

She thought for a while, and finally nodded slowly.

Seeing her like this, a long-lost smile finally appeared on Ouyang's face, and he felt a kind of ease that he had never felt before. Now he really doesn't need to worry so much. The freedom you have had, the joy of your soul!

However, he secretly made plans for himself.No matter what the final result of the college entrance examination is, he will not repeat it, which means that this is his first and last chance; if the final result of the college entrance examination is poor, he will not even be able to enter the second school If so, he will go out to work directly instead of studying.

These two points are his requirements for himself, not to mention harsh, but a minimum. If he can't even meet these, there is really no need for him to continue reading.But his eyes are always on the front, and the target is still the book and the heavy book, because he still feels very unwilling in his heart!I don't want to believe that I have really fallen into such a situation!
"Then I'm relieved, but I'll be more relieved when I go out to get my hair cut again." Ouyang joked to her.

"Okay, let's go." She couldn't help showing a smile on her face, and when she saw Ouyang was about to walk out of the room, she asked him again: "By the way, do you have any money with you?"

"Bring it."

"Is that enough? Do you want to bring some more?" When she finished speaking, Ouyang's shadow quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

Ouyang listened to the voice behind him speechlessly, feeling a faint warmth in his heart.All of this seems to have just begun, and the mood of entertainment seems to have just been experienced.

But not long after, Ouyang's mood was "completely" corrupted again.He looked in the mirror over and over again, winking and frowning, and finally stroked his hair in frustration.

"Hey, extreme joy begets sorrow, and extreme joy begets sorrow! How could I have forgotten that a centimeter in the eyes of ordinary people and a centimeter in the eyes of a barber are two completely different concepts!" He muttered to himself, recalling what happened just now, What a "miserable" word!

He didn't ask the barber to cut a student's head. In order to let him understand what he meant accurately, he kindly and deliberately reminded him, "It's just a little shorter and neat."Seeing him nodding his head affirmatively, Ouyang felt a little relieved, and obediently sat on the chair and let him cut it.Unexpectedly, when he "clicked" the scissors down, the flowing bangs said goodbye to Ouyang thoroughly, his eyes widened, and Ouyang almost didn't get carried away by him in anger!
And he still asked Ouyang very seriously: "Is that so?"

Blushing, Ouyang squeezed out the word "yes" from between his teeth.

He thought for a while, then picked up the scissors and completely "ravaged" Ouyang's head.

Ouyang squinted his eyes, glanced at the mirror, and almost fell to the ground, "My God, that's still my hair, do I still have hair?"

Turning my heart to the side, I closed my eyes completely, and kept thinking in my heart: "Shave your hair to show your ambitions, cut your hair to show your ambitions, cut your hair to show your ambitions"

He exhaled quietly, heavily, deeply, and completely speechlessly, recalling the experience just now, and couldn't help touching his hair again.This kind of hairstyle can be wiped dry without a towel after washing, just wipe it with your hands!

Holding the mirror, I kept looking at it, looking at it, looking at it, and finally asked with resentful eyes: "Do I need to wear a hat?"

(End of this chapter)