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Chapter 81 The Eve of the Exam

"Tomorrow is Sunday. If you don't know where your exam room is, you can go there in advance to take a look and remember your location. Also, bring a pen with you to the exam. Ink will be available on site, but it takes time to fill it with ink, so it's best to bring a full pen with ink into the exam room..."

"Don't be nervous, just relax..." Teacher Huang smiled slightly. "Okay, I won't say much. The exam schedules for each subject are posted on the blackboard. Please take note of them. I wish you all good luck on the exam."

After Teacher Huang finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and left the classroom.

Wailing sounds suddenly rang out in the classroom, and there were sounds of desks and chairs being pushed away one after another, and several people walked towards the blackboard.

Ding Yu scratched his head and said, "That's strange. I'm not nervous at all."

Qiu Huoming exclaimed: "This is the style of a great general. Big tests are for big fun, small tests are for small fun, and no tests are for no fun..."

Gu Xiaoran laughed and said, "You are talking nonsense."

"This proves that you have studied hard in your daily life. You will not panic if you have a clear mind. You should relax even more because the big exam is important..." Qiu Huoming explained.

Ding Yu nodded, "I think Huozi is right. Wait a minute, I'll go copy down the exam subjects and time."

He took his notebook and pen, turned to the last page, and rushed to the blackboard.

There was already a row of students standing there.

Gu Xiaoran asked: "Have you ever thought about what school and major to choose?"

Qiu Huoming thought about it. There are very few majors in universities these days. He really doesn’t know what the specific major is. He only knows a general direction.

"I haven't decided yet, what about you?"

Gu Xiaoran said: "I'm going to either the capital or Shenhai City. If I go to the capital, I only have two choices, Peking University and Tsinghua University. I'll decide after seeing the results of the exam. If I go to Shenhai..."

She smiled bitterly and said, "Let's talk about it later. Let's see the results of the preliminary exam and then make a plan."

"Teacher Huang should have the admission brochures of major universities. I'll go ask him for a copy later." Qiu Huoming said.

Ding Yu had already walked back over there. He opened his notebook and said, "Copy it for you guys."

Gu Xiaoran took the notebook and copied it.

After a long while, the blackboard finally quieted down. Everyone had copied what needed to be copied, and some people began to study hard.

If you cram at the last minute, you might be able to guess the right answer to a question.

After school at noon, Ding Yu and Qiu Huoming rode their bikes to No. 1 Middle School one after the other.

No. 1 Middle School is closer to Qiu Huoming's home. The gate building of No. 1 Middle School is slightly inferior to that of Wucheng Middle School, but the greening is better than that of Wucheng Middle School.

After watching the classroom, he met Sun Zili when he came back halfway. He avoided Qiu Huoming's gaze and walked away.

Ding Yu asked: "Didn't that kid go to the competition with you?"

"We are not from the same field!" Qiu Huoming rode his bicycle through the tree-lined avenue, "Let's go back. See you at the examination hall on Monday."

Ding Yu grinned and said, "Okay, I'll be there at 8:am on Monday, so don't be late."

"Don't worry, let's go." Qiu Huoming pushed hard and the car drove quickly towards the gate.

When he got home, his family probably knew that he was going to take a preliminary exam, so they even spoke in lower voices.

After lunch, he was about to clean up the dishes when he was chased away by Chen Suniang.

He felt guilty for not reading, so he simply hid in the small room, took out his biology textbook and started reading.

On Sunday afternoon, the postman in charge of their area came again. He had already recognized Qiu Huoming's face. He got out of the car and shouted at his door: "Qiu Huoming, your letter."

Qiu Huoming, who had been sleepy for the whole morning, suddenly rushed out of the small room in one step.

The postman took out the letter and threw it to him. Qiu Huoming reached out to catch it and said, "Thank you, comrade."

"Call me Brother Chunsheng, are you a writer?" This time the postman did not rush to leave, but stood there and asked.

"Brother Chunsheng, I'm still a student, and I can be considered a half-writer." Qiu Huoming replied with a smile on his face.

"That's great. If you need to order any newspapers or magazines, you can contact me."

"Okay, I really want to order a magazine." The last time the older sister and the younger sister wanted to order a magazine, they missed the date, and originally wanted to ask Qiu Jianshe to order it through the unit. This time, with someone from the post office here, it would be more convenient.

"Okay, how about ordering for the second half of the year? I'll come over after get off work tomorrow and bring you the order form, you just need to fill it out..."

"That's great, thank you, Chunsheng."

"Don't be polite with me, I'm also a target. Let's go." Brother Chunsheng turned the car in a direction and climbed into the car swiftly. The car made a few clanging sounds and drove towards the alley.

Qiu Huoming then turned and entered the small room, tore open the seal, and found a letter and a stamped contract inside.

He read the contents of the letter at a glance. His articles would be serialized starting from June. The author's profile only stated that he was a martial arts fan, but did not mention his age. His pen name was Xinghuo.

He chuckled. It is always better to be early than late. As the first author to write in this style, no matter what his future achievements will be, his reputation as a pioneer is always secure.

Moreover, his writing skills are not weak, and with the refinement of time, he has gradually developed his own style.

He put the contract together with the Monkey Year stamps and locked them in a middle drawer.

Then, he took out the manuscript paper and began to conceive the fourth chapter of "The Legend of Young Fairy Heroes". In this chapter, the young protagonist has been traveling outside. He stepped into the dangerous monster forest and was abducted by a powerful monster...

Not far away, Qiu Jianshe walked to the door and was very pleased to see his son concentrating on writing.

Even when my younger sister spoke a little loudly, he stopped her.

He had taken the exam before, so he naturally knew the importance of the exam. If he knew that Qiu Huoming was writing a novel, he would probably spit out blood.

Qiu Huoming was completely unaware of the situation and immersed himself in the world of novels. After writing a chapter, he revised it again, then took out new manuscript paper and copied the contents onto it. In this way, he already had two chapters in hand.

It was getting dark outside the door.

Chen Suniang brought him the washed mosquito net and four bamboo poles. The mother and son each held one side and fixed the bamboo poles at the four corners of the bed.

Mosquito nets are made of cotton yarn, which is not very breathable in summer. Apart from keeping away mosquitoes, they have no other benefits.

Fortunately, it is not summer yet. Qiu Huoming secretly made up his mind that he must buy a few electric fans so that he can use them as soon as possible.

The room was dim. Qiu Huoming reached out to turn on the light, but it didn't come on.

In the living room, my little sister yelled at the top of her lungs: "Mom, the power is out!"

It was already dark outside. In the living room, Qiu Jianshe turned on the flashlight. Chen Suniang took out the kerosene lamp in the corner, turned up the fuse, and took out a match. The tiny flame flickered and illuminated the living room.

"It's not even summer yet, why is there a power outage again?" Chen Suniang said as she took out another candle, pushed open the screen door, and groped in the dark to open Qiu Huoming's door. She lit the candle, turned it upside down to drip wax, and fixed it on Qiu Huoming's desk.

"Remember to blow it out before going to bed at night," she reminded.

The candlelight flickered, and Qiu Huoming nodded, "Got it, when will the electricity come back?"

"Your father went out to ask."

At this moment, a row of people were standing in the open space in the courtyard, all of them had gone out to inquire about the power outage.

A few good friends immediately gathered together and started gossiping.

Qiu Jianshe walked to the main road with a flashlight and found that the street lights on both sides of the street were off, so he walked back with peace of mind.

After a while, Qiu Huoming heard the noise.

Qiu Jianshe opened the screen door and walked into the living room. Chen Suniang asked, "What's going on?"

"Our area is completely out of service. Don't expect any calls tonight..."

Welcome to discuss the things of that era with me~

(If possible, can I ask for a book list? It is said that it can increase the popularity of books.)