Meng Yan's Transformation

Because the roads were difficult to navigate due to the heavy rain, some candidates were late. After the parents communicated with the invigilator, the invigilator looked at the wet parents and candidates and couldn't help but let the candidates go to take the exam.

In the corner in front of the examination room were placed: a straw raincoat, a plastic urea bag, a straw hat, and only two oil-paper umbrellas that looked relatively delicate...

Outside the examination room, the heavy rain was still pouring down, and the raindrops hit the ground, making dense and loud sounds, as if cheering for the examinees. This heavy rain not only brought a little coolness to the hot weather, but also filled the entire examination room with a solemn and tense atmosphere. The rain flowed down the eaves, forming a curtain of water, providing a temporary shelter for the waiting parents. In this heavy rain, every parent prayed silently, hoping that their children could successfully pass this important test of life.

In the examination room, the sound of raindrops made the examination room even quieter. The test papers were handed to the examinees. They glanced at the test papers first, took a deep breath, and then began to write furiously, thinking of strategies, and fighting a desperate battle on the more difficult test papers. Each examinee was focused and wrote freely. The sound of rain accompanied the examinees' writing, making each question full of vitality.

The examination room was completely silent except for the sound of rain outside the window. An invigilator wearing thick glasses sat in the front, took a sip of water from his cup, and scanned each candidate with his sharp eyes.

Time passed by minute by minute. Some students were stuck in a difficult problem, scratching their heads anxiously. Some flushed and tapped their heads with pens, unable to think of the questions for a long time. The invigilator pushed his glasses and glanced around. Some students who were looking around quickly lowered their heads; some students were relaxed and "the walls and oars disappeared in the blink of an eye". Every candidate faced the test paper carefully, not daring to be negligent.

The student sitting behind Zhan Mengyan wrote on the answer sheet with his left hand, which aroused the curiosity of the invigilator. He would walk over from time to time to watch him write and answer questions, and also casually watch Zhan Mengyan answer, which made Zhan Mengyan feel very uncomfortable. Although she did not plagiarize others, the invigilator kept staying, walking or watching beside her, which made her feel uneasy. Mathematics was not her strong subject. Zhan Mengyan was a little flustered. At this time, there was a multiple-choice question that she did not know how to answer. This question had three options: A, B, C, and this was a three-point question. She tried hard to recall the general meaning of the math teacher's lecture in class. Suddenly, she had an idea and chose C for this question. That's right, Zhan Mengyan was so happy that she wanted to jump up, and finally solved a difficult problem. Looking down, there was a judgment question, which made Zhan Mengyan think of many mathematical definitions and formulas. In the end, she held a glimmer of luck. She regretted that she did not study hard because she hated Zhang Deren and taught math lessons. It was useless to regret at this time. She could only guess an answer at random. Zhan Mengyan finally chose the word "correct". After finally finishing the math paper, Zhan Mengyan checked it from beginning to end. When she checked a 6-point question, she found that a formula conversion was written incorrectly. Zhan Mengyan thought: Fortunately, I checked it carefully.

"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling..." The bell for the end of the exam rang, and most students had finished their work. The sound of whispers began to rang out. Some words just came to their lips, but they were swallowed back - the invigilator was looking at you!

"We're collecting the papers now. Stop writing!" said the invigilator.

After handing in the test papers, the candidates felt relieved.

The students gathered in groups of three or two, chattering about the answers. Those whose answers were recognized by everyone cheered, and the minority obeyed the majority. The students who got the wrong answers sighed and complained, and more or less opened their books to seek the last glimmer of hope.

The math test lasted two and a half hours. The morning was gone, and the English test was in the afternoon. Zhan Mengyan lowered her head, thinking about her own judgment questions. She was depressed because she guessed the answer to a judgment question.

"Mengyan, the school has arranged lunch for us. It includes fried dough sticks and pickles. It's delicious. One portion for each person. Let's go and get it." An Pingping said excitedly, pulling Zhan Mengyan's hand.

Zhan Mengyan looked at An Pingping's smiling face and pretended to be angry and said, "Why don't you ask how I did on the math paper? You didn't even tell me how you did, but you were so eager to get the food."

"Whether we did well or not in math is all in the past. We don't need to worry about it. What we need to do now is to eat and drink happily and prepare for the English test in the afternoon. Stop being pretentious and let's go get lunch and eat..." An Pingping pulled Zhan Mengyan away without saying anything.

Zhan Mengyan was also infected by An Pingping's optimistic attitude. She stopped thinking about her own judgment questions and went with her to get lunch.

Plastic bags of fried dough sticks and pickles, covered in mud, were piled in the corner.

"Students, don't push. Every candidate has a share. Line up and get them one by one. Because it rained today, the roads are muddy. The school cafeteria's car overturned on the road. The plastic containers containing the fried dough sticks are mostly covered in mud, but the fried dough sticks inside are not dirty, so you can eat them with confidence." Zhang Dasheng, a logistics teacher at Xinxing Middle School, was organizing people to distribute lunch to the candidates.