Don’t Talk To Me!

In the second exam, the proctor changed.

Yin Mei didn’t know where to go. The sharp-eyed classmates were sitting by the door, and they saw several patrols swaying one by one in this corridor. Even the principal and several directors went to the court to look underground Two eyes.

The examination hall of the whole corridor was set off by this atmosphere, followed by inexplicable tension, and the answer papers were quite regular.

Although it is a monthly exam, it is divided into two days according to the college entrance examination specifications. The first day is Chinese mathematics, and the second day is comprehensive English, trying to make the students get the most real personal experience.

At noon and lunch break, Jin Linkun brought the meal as usual and accompanied Yu Sheng in the examination room where people had walked cleanly: "What movie do you want to watch?"

He deliberately handed in the papers for a while, re-evaluated the current movie carefully, and had done his homework, handing over his mobile phone: "There are three European and American, five domestic, and cartoon..."

Yu Sheng put a mouthful of rice in his mouth, watching the memo handed over by this person, remembering the extremely detailed movie watching spoiler: "..."

"Is it inappropriate?"

Jin Linkun put away his phone sadly: "I thought it would be more sure."

Yu Sheng couldn't help being spoiled, and he didn't want to forget: "Do you usually watch the introduction first when watching movies?"

"It wasn't originally." Jin Linkun shook his head honestly. "Until then I found out that those screenwriters can't be too relieved, otherwise they will always give you some unexpected twists."

For example, two men who hug each other are not necessarily good friends, or they are obviously a youth film with a good soundtrack. The emotional line that was just ignorant just now was frankly unpredictable in a second.

Yu Sheng also remembered the original thing, but couldn't help but raised his lips and threw the phone back: "It doesn't matter which one you see."

He doesn't really like watching movies.

There is no particular reason, but it is simply difficult to slow down the thinking to the speed of the progress of the movie plot, and it is too easy to launch the development of the following plot.

But he also had a lot of things that he didn't like to do before. After being with this person and being dragged to do it, he realized that it was actually quite interesting.

...

Unconsciously, it seems that he is also looking forward to it, wondering how many things he hasn't tried yet, and doing more with him.

Make a few more pieces.

Jin Linkun has a heavy responsibility, holding a mobile phone, making it difficult to choose between several movies.

Yu Sheng packed up the lunch box and wiped the table with a tissue. He was about to get down to sleep for a while. Jin Linkun, who had turned his head to review the film criticism, had already smoothly retracted his hand into his sleeve and handed it over.

During the examination, there is a foreign school supervising exam, and you must dress uniformly. He didn't wear a shirt today, and he wore a school uniform like everyone else.

The boy's hands were slender, his knuckles were clear, and the elastic fabric with buttoned cuffs was placed on the table dutifully, pretending to be a nap pillow.

I don’t know when it’s a habit.

Yu Sheng held the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, and closed his eyes for a moment.

When he was about to fall asleep, he noticed that the people around him put down their phones and turned around.

He didn't move, just holding his head in one hand and watching him quietly.

...

The little irritability that was aroused by the thorny sight this morning also turned a little bit in the gaze, and completely dissipated.

At the entrance of the examination room, he was originally prepared to persuade him to calm down a little more, and pressed the principal who did not do well in the examination, stood for a while with his hands on his back, and turned quietly upstairs.

The principal concealed it so well that the director had just learned that the little bunny who had been worrying for two years turned out to be a hidden school bully.

"Press what you want, you can't let the little bunny be worse than the one in the next province!" The principal is very strong. "Teach them a lesson!"

The principal of the Third Middle School has been playing with the next provincial demonstration for several days. The main entrances of the two schools are separated by 18,000 miles. The provincial demonstrations have passed over and received each time. Finally, they have to open the door on the back wall to avoid the two schools. Every time the summit meeting is over, the wall is over.

This time, the little bunny next door ran halfway through the test, obviously a demonstration. The headmaster's victory and defeat was once again aroused, throwing the heavy responsibility of fighting for the Third Middle School on Yu Sheng's shoulder.

The director pushed the glasses, and then remembered the student wearing the provincial model school uniform that he hadn't noticed.

...I was too far away to see clearly. I felt a little familiar, and I didn't know if I had seen it.

The two went upstairs in tandem to discuss the handling of the accident in the examination room, just in time to catch up with the two students sitting down on the handrail of the stairs.

Students in Third Middle School often mischievously played so hard. Two of them had fallen before. Fortunately, there were no major problems on the lower floors, but they also shattered their heads and looked scary.

A boy of this age happens to be fearless, even if it has been applied for three times or five times, even if someone does not go to his heart, he will secretly take advantage of two addictions during the lunch break.

"Stop-Little Bunny, which class!"

The director of the education department was frightened and frightened, chasing out with a roar: "No running, just come back to me! I tell you I will recognize you at a glance!"

...

The headmaster watched the director of the Education Department go downstairs and returned to the office to deal with the incident in which Yin Mei maliciously interfered with normal teaching tasks.

The two-day exam completely drained the last trace of vitality from the students of the third middle school.

Duan Lei, they took the exam in their own exam room, and sent away the other students who came to the exam, howling in the exam room downstairs.

"Beyond my level of cognition."

Duan Lei lay on the table, holding the desk and did not want to leave the dear class: "I don't know why, I suddenly missed the thousand multiple-choice questions in the city's entrance examination."

"I miss it too." Yao Qiang was dying. "With options, I can at least choose a better-looking answer."

The Seventh Class Sports Committee was in the exam room with them and sighed with a sigh of relief: "I was still fortunate when I was testing the language, at least I still understood Chinese. When I took the math test, the teacher who gave the question didn't even leave me with this pride. "

The squad leader was a few test rooms ahead of them, carrying a schoolbag and drifting into his class classroom: "I have seen these knowledge points..."

Lao He's temperament is far more than ordinary people, and he is in charge of the proctors of the last few exams all year round, touching the heads of the students one by one: "It doesn't matter, don't need too much pressure."

Lao He is very kind: "This test is not to assess your level of learning, but just to remind you of the type and difficulty of the college entrance examination in 253 days."

Duan Lei: "..."

Yao Qiang: "..."

Class 7 students: "..."

Lao He hasn't finished consoling: "And after excluding various holidays and weekend breaks, in the remaining 156 days, how much knowledge you still need to learn is still new to memory..."

"..."

The pressure of the students has multiplied with the teacher's love and comfort. The original feeling of discussing the test and indulging the carnival is completely gone, and he is dying on the seat.

Lao He's mentality has always been very good, but he was really not in a hurry. He simply moved a chair to sit down and talked with the students in a hurry.

Talking about the topic from the monthly exam to the 11th holiday, and then from the 11th holiday to the sports meeting.

This year's schedule is very tragic. The monthly test is held on Tuesday and Tuesday. After the test, the class will continue without rest. The three-day lecture will be evaluated and the sports meeting will be held on the weekend.

The sports meeting occupies the first two days of the 11th holiday, the closing ceremony of the award ceremony on the last day, and the monthly test results.

Duan Lei: "To be honest, I feel the cruelty of the school leaders from this mad schedule."

Yao Qiang: "I even made up my mind when the arrangement was finalized, how happy the school leaders laughed."

The monitor of Class 7 sorrowfully reflected: "Now think about it, it may be because my sister made the entrance examination on the New Year's Eve last time. I was so forgotten that I was too obvious, so I was retaliated."

The summer vacation has made up more than a month of classes, and the school is almost a month away. Finally, there are sports games for the 11th holiday, which is completely dispelled by the whole month of the monthly exam.

Lao He sent sweets to each table and kindly encouraged the students: "It's okay, it's over after the exam. The evaluation paper is to check for gaps, not to let everyone estimate how many points they have scored-I don't want this, so hurry to sign up for the games It’s just that our class didn’t report...”

In the past seven classes were the most active in this matter. Everyone was addicted to English this year. All the time between classes and evening self-study was used to learn English. Even the committees forgot to register for the games.

Lao He originally wanted to remind them. He reminded a few times in a vague way, but no one responded to his suggestion.

The result has been dragged on until now.

Duan Lei was so lifeless that he couldn't get active: "Lao He, you're over the age when you're going to be beaten when you don't have a good grade to go home. It's hard to resonate in this matter..."

Lao He also felt that it was difficult for him to resonate. Looking at this group of sorrowful students, he brewed for a while and slammed the table.

The students paralyzed on the table slowly withered in various shapes startled and looked up at the podium.

"Little Bunnies." Lao He pushed his glasses and wiped them off with his board. "Are anyone signing up for the games?"

...

Five minutes later, the filled-in registration form was presented by the squad leader Bi Gongbijing with his hands.

"Are we suitable this way?"

The Sports Committee is a bit frail, solicit your opinions, "Will Brother Sheng not want to raise a sign at the opening ceremony or lead the way at the closing ceremony?"

It is said that Yu Sheng had something to do with the exam and did not return to the classroom. He met the school committee next door and asked the school committee to help.

After the exams, it’s the tradition of the seven classes to be together. It’s not a matter of having to be late or leave early. Now the class is actually only scattered for a small half, and the rest is through the group Enrollment.

I don’t know what Yu Sheng is busy with. Even now, there are no words in the class group. A few class cadres can only make their own claims and fill in his name first.

"Brother Sheng takes the lead and works well!"

The squad leader has been making up for this effect for a whole year, looking forward to it: "If nothing else, half of the girls in the school have to vote in our class!"

There is tradition in the Third Middle School, and there is a broadcast gymnastics competition at the closing ceremony of every sports meeting.

It was quite decent, and it was the turn of two special art classes to broadcast radio exercises. One of the class teachers specially sent bubble gum to all the students in the school, which almost inspired another class teacher to buy chocolate.

Finally, it was only after the school banned all kinds of bribery of students to canvass votes that the war was finally wiped out.

However, the two classes still fought against each other and compared everything. The school test pass rate was compared, the average score ranking was compared, and it was compared to the final college entrance examination. One of the class admissions won by one person, and finally came to an end. .

...

After everyone thought that the story ended like this, the new high school enrolled, and the flames of fire in the class brought by each of the two class teachers reignited.

The parties concerned had already graduated from the university, and the battle did not stop. So that every newly admitted student must re-understand the story of why the two art specialty classes are incompatible.

Yu Sheng didn't participate in the last sports meeting on leave. This time it was the turn of Class 7 to broadcast. The class leader couldn't help but fill in Yu Sheng's name under pressure: "Don't be afraid, let Brother Sheng come to find tomorrow I."

...

The sports committee was moved for a while, and suddenly reacted, and a stationery box smashed past: "Find you a fart, you will take leave tomorrow to accompany your sick girlfriend, the fake note is still compiled by you!"

A group of people gathered around and conspired to discuss how to make them Shengge willing to lead.

The core of the topic is in the cinema, playing games on the shoulders of boyfriends.

Considering that Yu Sheng even squinted at one glance, he was inevitably exposed to all the popular movie dramas nowadays. After two days of careful consideration, Jin Linkun decided to choose a film that was relatively unpopular, less worried about spoilers, and would theoretically not show any turning point.

Yu Sheng knew for the first time that the movie theater could still hold animals on the African savannah in the spring.

From the unpopular to the entire projection hall, there are only two of them.

Real charter.

When advertising, Jin Linkun still held a glimmer of hope and insisted: "There must be other companions, maybe just sitting away from us."

Yu Sheng played with his cell phone for a while. Hearing the movie started, he asked him sideways: "Is there any companion?"

"..." Jin Linkun rubbed his head, turning his eyes back to the screen without trace: "Friend, look."

Yu Sheng was baffled: "What do you see?"

Jin Linkun: "The vast rivers and mountains we laid."

During these two days of examinations, Yu Sheng’s mobile phone was useless and had not been charged. After playing for a while, it ran out of power.

Jin Linkun stuffed his mobile phone with him, leaned on his shoulders, and wondered if he was seriously watching the story of two male lions roaring with each other on the screen.

Yu Sheng found a circle, a mobile game that slightly matched his style was not found, clicked on Kaixiaoxiaole for a while, and suddenly the news of Aite in the group jumped out on the screen.

It was the group in their summer camp group.

It is a group of chatter-type learning tyrants, and the news can reach 99+ in a moment. Most of them are arguing about some **** topics, and daily are full of various learning materials carefully collected by teachers of various schools.

Yu Sheng opened the news smoothly and prepared to give Jin Linkun and found that he was looking for him.

Liang Yifan: @琨神@琨神@琨神, how is Shengge doing? ? ?

Liang Yifan: Who made this paper, the liberal arts question went to grandma's house!

Ding Zhengjiao: Science is the same. Okay, let us get acquainted with the college entrance examination? If the college entrance examination is in this rhythm, the difference between the first few points should not be pulled apart by 20...

This time the paper directly follows the college entrance examination specifications, the difficulty is even higher, and the knowledge points investigated are also fine. There are a lot of difficult questions, which are very stressful for students who have not completed the first round of review.

For the students in the No.3 Middle School, it is not the same anyway, and the feeling is not so deep. But for the remaining few schools with higher enrollment rates and well-known in the provinces and cities, it is really not bad for this time.

In the past, there have been college entrance examination math papers with backup papers that exceed the difficulty level. As a result, except for a small number of extremely high scores, the remaining students who originally relied on math scores failed to pull the scores apart. The tragic history of collective overturning in college entrance examinations across the province.

I remembered that these people were also within the scope of the eight school entrance examination. Yu Sheng simply recalled the next question and replied: Yes.

The unusually concise words reveal the identity of the sender of the message.

Liang Yifan recognized him instantly and threw himself on the cool head picture of WeChat named [has an object, is dating, watching a movie] Wang Wang burst into tears: Brother Sheng, do you think the question is too biased!

Liang Yifan: This time's results can not represent our true level! !

Yu Sheng's news came back after a while: Yes.

There are objects, dating, watching movies: Mine can not represent the real level.

Liang Yifan confirmed with tears: Really?

There are objects, dating, watching movies: really.

It is indeed true.

Yu Sheng hasn't had time to review, there are a lot of vacant knowledge points that haven't had time to fill up, and the question type has only been brushed 60 to 70%. It can only be said that the luck of this exam was good, and it just happened to hit the scope of his review.

To meet the comprehensive and meticulous question type, his grades should be at least twenty or thirty points lower than he is now.

Liang Yifan, who avoided all the key points perfectly, got a little comfort and put down the phone with tears. Preparing to cheer up and finish dinner, Liang Liang, who is a math teacher at their school, just picked up her phone: "There are results."

The chopsticks in Liang Yifan's hands shivered: "So fast?"

Mother Liang patted her son's head: "There are only eight multiple-choice questions in the whole city. It is irrelevant for you to approve them first."

Liang Yifan: "..."

Mother Liang showed him her mobile phone: "Look, the mathematics in liberal arts is first 148, the science in mathematics is first 147, where is the paper biased?"