Kicking My Way to the Future

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The test in Beimenli is too far 123

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I feel that this book can only be described with a famous saying, "Wonderful, wonderful."

It was raining lightly. As soon as he took a step out of the hall, a bleak autumn wind mixed with cold rain hit Xucheng's thin shirt. His clothes were torn, and Xucheng couldn't help but shudder. He lost. All those days and nights of diligent study were wiped out on this day - he was kicked out of the special class after all. The impassioned and high-sounding words of the class teacher before leaving were replayed in my mind over and over again: "Your goals cannot just stop at the elite class. Returning to the original class does not mean that your progress is forced to stop, and the classmates who remain are not necessarily stronger than you. You should turn pressure into motivation, face the difficulties, and knock them all down one by one when you are admitted to the experimental key class!" Xucheng snorted lightly. As a teacher, he is indeed amazing. He can fool each and every one of his students into a state of excitement. But when they are in front of other students, his tone of voice and lines will be completely different. The question is who doesn't want to stand out and be among the best, and who doesn't know how to "learn from the sea and work hard"? Everyone who comes here wants to get into the key classes, and they are all scrambling to get in. There will always be a few who are turned away, right? Xucheng was singing the sad lyrics "Actually I don't want to leave, but actually I want to stay" in his heart. He suddenly remembered how stupid and ridiculous it was to make a wish against the dark night sky without a single star every night during the summer vacation, just like a devout belief. Xucheng quickened his pace. Although his home was close, he couldn't help but endure the erosion of raindrops in his summer clothes. Somehow, the sun was shining brightly a few days ago, so today pedestrians on the road invariably put on long-sleeved sweaters. Dots of water splashed on the bumpy road, which seemed to set off the gloomy mood of Xucheng. A sudden rain relieved the drought for several months.

A very interesting book, easy to read, but a bit slower.

Let me start with a piece from Ma Siran: I went to a very far place in my dream, The nights there are short, We played football in the sunset, Sending off the sunset and welcoming the rising sun while running