第九百九十章 老师拆家需要几天

    这一圈比下来，他们能得到第四名，似乎已经是很幸运的结果了。

    露西看着手里的成绩单，说不上是什么心情，只是看着那些胜券在握，显然早有准备的学生，突然觉得有点索然无味。

    这下真是为谁辛苦为谁甜...

    露西staresattheresultssheetinfrontofher,amixofemotionsswirlinginside.Shecan‘tquiteputherfingeronit-isitdisappointment?Frustration?It‘sasifshe‘sbeenlivingadreamthatdidn‘tquiteliveuptoexpectations.

    Sheglancesaroundtheroom,seeingstudentswhohadworkedtirelesslyforthismoment,theirnamesemblazonedontheresultssheetlikebadgesofhonor.TherewasAlex,whohadspentcountlesshoursstudyingundertheguidanceofthemostrenownedexpertsinthefield;Sarah,whoseunwaveringdedicationtohercrafthadpaidoffinspades;andJack,whosenaturaltalenthadbeennurturedbyhisfamily‘swealthandinfluence.

    Meanwhile,shecouldn‘thelpbutfeelapangofresentment.Whydiditalwayshavetobelikethis?Whydidsomepeoplegettoreaptherewardswhileotherswereleftwithnothingbutscraps?

    Asshescrolledthroughthelist,hereyeslandedononestudentinparticular-herself.Shehadputinjustasmucheffort,ifnotmore,thananyoneelse.Shehadsacrificedcountlesshoursofsleep,sociallife,andevenrelationshipstopursuethisdream.Andyet,shefoundherselfatthebottomofthelist.

    Itwasn‘tthatshedidn‘twantit.Ohno,shewanteditmorethananythingintheworld.Butsomethingwasholdingherback.Somethingthatmadeherfeellikeshewasstuckonthesidelineswhileeveryoneelsegottobaskintheglory.

    “Hey,L-Lucy,“avoicecalledoutfrombehindher.

    Sheturnedtoseeoneofherclassmates,Rachel,standingbytheatchingasstudentsbegantoarrivefortheirresults.Rachel‘seyesmethers,andforamoment,theyjuststaredateachother.

    “You‘renotgoingtofreakout,areyou?“Rachelasked,concernetchedonherface.

    Lucysighed,feelingamixofemotionsbubblingupinsideher.“Idon‘tknow,“sheadmitted.“IfeellikeI‘vebeenworkingsohardfornothing.“

    Rachelnoddedsympathetically.“You‘rejustnotseeingthebiggerpicture,“shesaidgently.“Thisisn‘taboutwinningorlosing-it‘saboutlearningandgrowing.Andyouwill,Lucy.You‘llgetthereeventually.“

    Butastheywalkedoutoftheroomtogether,Lucycouldn‘tshakeoffthefeelingthatsomethingwasoff.Shehadalwaysbeentoldthathardworkanddedicationwouldpayoffintheend,butwhatifthatwasn‘ttrue?Whatifshejustwasn‘tgoodenough?

    Astheywalkeddownthecorridor,Lucy‘smindbegantowander.Shethoughtaboutallthetimesshehadstayeduplatestudying,pouringoverancienttextsandpracticingspellsuntilherhandsached.Shethoughtaboutthesacrificesshehadmade-givingupsocialevents,skippingfamilygatherings,evenabandoninghobbiesthatbroughtherjoy.

    Andforwhat?Soshecouldendupinthisposition-stuckonthebottomofthelist?

    Asuddenrealizationhitherlikeatonofbricks.Itwasn‘taboutwinningorlosing;itwasaboutthejourneyitself.Thestruggles,thesetbacks,thedoubtsandfears-theywereallpartoftheprocess.

    AsshelookedatRachel,Lucyfeltasparkofdeterminationignitewithinher.Shewasgoingtotakethismomentasanopportunitytolearn,togrow,andtoriseaboveherownlimitations.Shewasgoingtoturnherfocusinward,exploringthedepthsofherownpotentialanddiscoveringnewwaystoharnessherpower.

    Andbesides,shecouldn‘tjustsitaroundmopingabout-whatwouldthatsaytoeveryoneelse?Thethoughtmadeherlaughwryly,andasshewalkedintothecafeteriawithRachelbyherside,sheknewthatthiswasjustthebeginningofanewchapterinherlife.