The Time of Cherry and Bamboo shoots in Bloom [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 53 Chasing people

Zhu Yu was relieved as soon as he walked out of the rooftop door. He held his hand on the stair railing and took two deep breaths as if he was exhausted.

Rationally speaking, he should never have said anything tantamount to wishing Liang Ge to "think about another solution", but he seemed to be possessed just now. He couldn't tell whether he was being affected by the full and strong feeling around Liang Ge. Pure emotions took over again, and he simply didn't want to lose Liang Ge's delaying strategy.

But this was undoubtedly an emotional, wrong, stupid decision that would bring a series of consequences, but he could neither turn back and tell Liang Ge "I regret it", nor could he bother with the consequences that had yet to come, so he could just live with it for the time being.

He calmed down a little and went downstairs calmly.

On the first day of vacation, Zhu Yu got up early and went to the city library. In fact, the newly moved community is very quiet, but Zhu Yu pickyly feels that it is too quiet, as if he is always reminded that there is no longer a gentle and weak man lying on the bed in the house. He smiled and called him "Manman", and he no longer There is no need to accompany me to the hospital for dialysis during the holidays.

His mother would often cry while eating. When she came to her senses, she would quickly raise her arms and wipe her face clean, for fear that Zhu Yu would see her.

Zhu Yu lowered his eyes to eat the rice, pretending to know nothing.

He didn't know how to deal with his mother's sudden tears, because it was far from something he could put an end to with just a few words of comfort or any guarantee. She should have a window to vent her emotions. In the days to come, she will still cry countless times when she thinks of her dead husband, but the frequency may decrease as time goes by.

After the vacation, the first monthly exam for liberal arts and science will be held in the second year of high school. Zhu Yu is actually a little nervous. His original score in science is not as good as that in liberal arts, so most of the time he needs to rely on liberal arts to get points. He performed so well in the final exam of the first semester of high school, without any delays, because he reviewed very hard and fully. He even resorted to a method that would make the academics laugh out loud when they found out. He memorized the textbooks, not just liberal arts, but biochemistry.

It's stupid. It's a completely stupid way. He knows that science should organize the framework and understand learning, but maybe learning methods are indeed different from person to person. Anyway, Zhu Yu thinks this dead method is useful to him. Before the end of last semester, he was extremely anxious and frantically worked on questions. Even after going to bed an hour later at night, he still couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned and always felt that there must be some important knowledge point that he had missed, but he didn't know what it was, and he felt guilty. It was incredible, so I decided to memorize the textbook without any hesitation.

Fortunately, he has a good memory. Although it is not as good as Huo Qingshan, he can remember it quickly and firmly.

He wanted to get free admission and scholarship so much that he had to get it.

When he was a child, his father took him to study Wen Yuming's small regular script and learn calligraphy from Wen Hengshan. He would write ten books a day as a guide, admonishing him that God rewards hard work.

Zhu Yu spent time doing comprehensive questions in the morning, had something to eat at noon, and was going to go over all the wrong questions and formulas in the afternoon.