The tricycle's motor roared and burst into its exhaust pipe, and the iron lump was running towards the top of the slope like a stubborn bull. The person driving the tricycle was Da Dafa, surnamed Zheng. He skillfully hung gears, talking to the people in the car while hanging gears. Because the motor sounded too loudly, the speaker had to raise his voice and shout, leaving many dialogues in the blue smoke behind the car.

My mother's face looked ugly, and I didn't dare to look up at her face because I was embarrassed. Amidst my thoughts, I carefully glanced at her mother, and my expression made me feel like a knife. All this was caused by my lack of strength, and I felt very guilty. That morning, the school held a parent-teacher meeting. I was going to call an acquaintance to replace my parents, but I really couldn't bear to let my mother know that my grades would be so bad. However, there were too few people I knew, so I could only call my mother from home dozens of kilometers away to school. My mother might not have thought that her son would be so decadent, and my name was ranked last in the class. As for the last few, I still don't know, because I didn't even have the courage to read the transcript at that time, and the grades were too poor.

An aunt asked my mother, "How is your new grade test?" My mother didn't even smile to deal with it. She replied lightly, "This guy made me so sad that I will never hold a parent-teacher meeting for him again! It's so embarrassing." I nestled in the corner of the carriage, lowering my head. At that moment, I felt like I was ruined and had no hope. Now even my mother has given up on me! I am a good person in defense in many things, but I am speechless in this kind of thing.

What kind of youth is that? Can my academic performance plummet?

It was an age when love letters were flying all over the sky, and they were drunk and dreamed of love. When they first started to fall in love, they failed to stop. Premature maturity made passion a symbol of their age. How many evening self-study studies were drowsy because of a girl's walking look? What is knowledge? It has become a "side job".

That was a loyal age. After evening self-study, I heard that there were many fierce battles to fight and needed to hold the scene with bricks. When I heard it, I was excited. Isn’t this the legendary martial arts? So I lit a cigarette, pretended to be a gangster, and shuttled through the alleys on the streets, waiting for the war to live. But I was very depressed, with such a great momentum, and I didn’t even wait for a fierce battle in three years in high school. Could it be that the other party was scared? Or was the Jianghu incident deliberately created by the old manager?

After the parent-teacher meeting, I fell into self-blame. During the self-reflection stage, my mother's disappointment gave me great motivation. So I changed my normal state and began to remain silent. I was no longer playing basketball on the playground, no longer seeing me like a gangster under the dim street lights, no longer seeing me sneaky figure behind the girl. I had the idea of ​​trying hard at that time and had a great determination. However, behind the ambition and pride, what was hidden was a temporary conscience. The momentum gradually became a bubble. When I was determined to drill into the book, I felt too much powerless, too many courses had been pulled down, and there was a kind of helplessness to turn the world around.

I buried my future with my own hands, and became more affectionate at the age when I should study, and more sad at the age when I was supposed to show my vitality. Although some objective factors affected my normal life and study to a large extent, this was not the main excuse, and there was no need to excuse my decadence with other reasons.

Thinking of that embarrassing moment and the despair on my mother's face, I always feel that my heart will hit hard. A dissatisfied me makes me feel guilty. I should bring honor to my family, or get into a good university to repay them, right?
Chapter completed!