Fu Luochi is sixteen years old this year and has just entered high school.
He scored very well in the high school entrance examination and ranked among the top, and was admitted to a key high school with the first place.
This result is not surprising either.
Fu Luochi was the best-achieved child in the courtyard, and Song Shengsheng was often asked by the families of other cadres in the courtyard about how to cultivate children’s interest in learning.
If their child is a girl, he is well-behaved and obedient, he will not cause trouble.
But boys are very naughty and can’t concentrate on studying. They think about dancing swords and guns every day, endlessly.
Learning is not so attentive.
I was worried about entering the city’s key points. If I was as perfunctory as I was in junior high school in three years, then taking the college entrance exam will inevitably become a problem.
Every time Song Shengsheng is asked such a question, he doesn’t know how to answer it.
She didn’t care much about it at all.
Every time I asked a few symbolic questions, how did he learn in school?
Fu Luochi’s answer was also very simple: “It’s okay.”
Then it was gone.
Song Shengsheng couldn’t say he didn’t care, as she seemed to be hiding it, so she could only perfunctorily: “Xiaochi is more obedient, I don’t have to worry about it.”
The families of other cadres were envious and somewhat subtle jealous.
Gradually, I didn’t ask.
Fu Luochi just went to high school and was very tall.
In the past two years, he was like a crazy-growing branch, slender and tall, and had long surpassed his mother. Standing by her side, he could shelter her from the wind and rain.
The day when high school starts.
The school that Song Shengsheng and Fu Cheng sent him to was sunny and the weather was just right.
The campus is full of young students, with their faces full of vitality.
Song Shengsheng held Fu Cheng’s arm, and Fu Luochi followed his parents. The family of three was all good-looking, which was also attractive enough in this somewhat gray era.