Don't Talk To Me!

The invigilator of the second test was changed.

Yin Mei didn't know where she went. A sharp-eyed classmate was sitting by the door and saw a few inspectors wandering into the corridor next to each other. Even the principal and several directors went down to see it. I glanced twice.

The entire examination room in the corridor was set off by this atmosphere, followed by inexplicable tension, and the answer papers were also well behaved.

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

During the lunch break at noon, Jin Linkun brought food over as usual, and ate with Yu Sheng in the examination room where everyone had already left: "What movie do you want to watch?"

He purposely handed in the test papers a while earlier, carefully re-evaluated the current movies comprehensively, had done enough homework, and handed over the phone: "There are three European and American ones, five domestic ones, and cartoons..."

Yu Sheng stuffed a mouthful of rice, and looked at the memo that this person handed over, remembering the movie spoiler in great detail: "..."

"Inappropriate?"

Jin Linkun put away the phone sadly: "I thought it would be more secure."

Yu Sheng was caught off guard by the spoiler, and he couldn't forget it: "Do you usually read the introduction first when watching movies?"

"It wasn't originally." Jin Linkun shook his head honestly, "It wasn't until later that I realized that you shouldn't trust the screenwriters too much, otherwise they will always give you some unexpected twists."

For example, the two men hugging are not necessarily good friends, or it is a youth movie with a good soundtrack, but the emotional line that was still ignorant just now becomes so straightforward in a second that it catches people off guard.

Yu Sheng also remembered what happened back then, couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, and threw the phone back: "It doesn't matter which one you look at."

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 plot of the movie, and it is too easy to push the development of the following plot.

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

……

Unknowingly, it seemed that I also began to look forward to it, wondering how many things I hadn't tried, and to do a few more things with him.

Make a few more pieces.

Jin Linkun has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, holding his mobile phone, and it is difficult to choose between several movies.

Yu Sheng tidied up the lunch box, wiped the table with a paper towel, and was about to lie down and sleep for a while, when Jin Linkun, who was immersed in flipping through movie reviews, had already tucked his hand into his sleeve and handed it to the side.

During the exam, there will be an external school invigilator, and you must dress uniformly.He didn't wear a shirt today, and he wore a school uniform like everyone else, looking very low-key.

The boy's hands are long and slender, with clear knuckles, and the elastic fabric on the cuffs is buttoned up, and they are dutifully placed on the table, pretending that he is a nap pillow.

I don't know when it became a habit.

Yu Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth, lowered his head to the pillow, and closed his eyes for a while.

When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he noticed that the person next to him put down his phone and turned around.

He didn't move, just rested his head on one hand and looked at him quietly.

……

The imperceptible irritability that was aroused by the piercing gaze this morning also melted away little by little in the focused gaze, and completely dissipated.

At the entrance of the examination room, the principal, who was going to persuade him to calm down a little bit, pressed him not to do too well in the exam, stood with his hands behind his back for a while, then quietly turned and went upstairs.

The headmaster hid it too well. The director just found out that the little bastard who had been worrying people for two years turned out to be a hidden academic bully, so he followed up worriedly: "Don't you tell him that the score is low?"

"What's the pressure, we can't let the little bastards be worse than the one next door!" The principal was very strong, "Teach them a lesson!"

The principal of the third middle school has been fighting with the provincial demonstration next door for several days. The main entrances of the two schools are separated by thousands of miles. Every summit meeting requires climbing over the wall.

This time the little bastard next door actually ran over halfway through the exam, obviously a demonstration.The principal's determination to win was aroused again, and he put the heavy responsibility of fighting for the No. [-] Middle School on Yu Sheng's shoulders.

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

...It was too far away to see it clearly, and it vaguely felt a little familiar, and I don't know if I saw it before.

The two went upstairs one after the other, discussing how to deal with the accident in the examination room, just in time for the two students to sit on the handrail of the stairs and slide down.

No. [-] Middle School often has students who are so mischievous and mischievous. They have fallen twice before. Fortunately, the floor is low and nothing serious happened, but they also knocked their heads and blood. It looks terribly scary.

Boys at this age happen to be fearless when they are not afraid of anything, even if they are repeatedly ordered, some people will not take it to heart, and will still take advantage of their lunch break to secretly indulge in two addictions.

"Stop—little bastard, which class!"

The director of the Education Department was terrified, and chased after him roaring: "Don't run away, come back to me! Let me tell you that I recognized you at a glance!"

……

The principal watched Juechen, the director of the Education Department, go downstairs and returned to the office, where he dealt with the incident about Teacher Yin Mei's malicious interference with normal teaching tasks.

The two-day exam completely drained the last sliver of vitality from the students of No. [-] Middle School.

Duan Lei and the others took the exam in the exam room of their own class, sent away the other students who came to the exam, and wailed in the exam room downstairs.

"Beyond my cognitive level."

Duan Lei lay on the table, holding the desk in his arms, not wanting to leave his dear class: "I don't know why, but I suddenly missed the thousand multiple-choice questions in the city's entrance exam."

"I miss it too." Yao Qiang's life was in danger, "With options, I can at least choose a better-looking answer."

The Sports Committee of Class Seven was in the same examination room with them, and sighed: "I was lucky when I was taking the Chinese test, at least I could understand Chinese. When it was time for the math test, the teacher who made the questions didn't even leave me with this pride. "

The monitor was a few exam rooms ahead of them, carrying his schoolbag, and drifting into his classroom in a trance: "I have seen these knowledge points before..."

Lao He's temper and patience are far beyond ordinary people. He is in charge of the invigilation of the last few examination rooms all the year round, stroking the heads of the students one by one: "It's okay, don't have too much pressure."

Lao He is very kind: "This exam is not to assess your learning level, but to remind you, let you know what kind of questions and difficulty the college entrance examination will be in 253 days."

Duan Lei: "..."

Yao Qiang: "..."

Class [-] students: "..."

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

"..."

The pressure of the students multiplied under the comfort of the teacher's love. The mood that they had agreed to indulge in the carnival after the exam was completely gone, and they collapsed on their seats and were dying.

Lao He had always been in a good mood, he was really not in a hurry, so he simply moved a chair and sat down, and had a heart-to-heart talk with his classmates.

Talking and talking, I went from the monthly exam to the November holiday, and from the November holiday to the sports meeting.

This year's schedule is very tragic. The monthly exams are on Mondays and Tuesdays. After the exams, classes are continued without a break. The test papers will be commented on for three consecutive days, and the sports meeting will be held directly on weekends.

The sports meet takes up the first two days of the November holiday, and the closing ceremony of the awards ceremony is the last day, and the results of the monthly exam will be released.

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

Yao Qiang: "I even imagined how happily the school leaders laughed when the arrangement was finalized."

The class leader of class seven reflected on it sadly: "Thinking about it now, it may be because my sister got her postgraduate entrance examination results on New Year's Eve last time, and I was too self-satisfied, so I suffered retribution."

I have already made up classes for more than a month during the summer vacation, and it has been nearly a month since the start of school. Finally, there is a sports meeting and a holiday on the [-]th. All the enthusiasm is completely dissipated by the monthly exam that runs through the whole process.

Lao He handed out sweets from table to table, and kindly encouraged the students: "It's okay, it's over after the exam is over, the purpose of commenting on the test papers is to check for gaps, not to let everyone estimate how many points you have scored - don't want to do this, sign up for the sports meeting quickly project, the only difference is that our class didn't register..."

In previous years, Class [-] was the most active in this matter. This year, everyone was obsessed with English and could not extricate themselves. All the time between classes and evening self-study was used to learn English. Even the sports committee forgot about the registration for the sports meeting.

Lao He originally wanted to remind them, but he reminded them cryptically several times, but no one reacted to his hint.

As a result, it has been dragged on until now.

Duan Lei was lifeless and unable to be active: "Lao He, you are past the age where you will be beaten when you go home for poor grades. It is difficult to empathize with this matter..."

Lao He also felt that it was difficult for him to resonate with him. Looking at this group of gloomy classmates, he pondered for a while and then slammed the table.

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

"Little bastards." Old He pushed his glasses and took the eraser off, "Sports event, anyone sign up?"

……

Five minutes later, the squad leader presented the filled registration form with both hands respectfully.

"Is this suitable for us?"

The sports committee was a bit guilty and asked for everyone's opinions, "Would Brother Sheng not want to hold a placard at the opening ceremony, nor would he want to lead the exercise at the closing ceremony?"

It is said that Yu Sheng had something to do after the exam and didn't go back to the classroom. On the way, he ran into the school committee in the examination room next door and asked the school committee to help him with a message.

It was originally the tradition of class [-] to get together and chat after the exam, and it was not a business that had to be late and leave early. Now the class actually only has a small half scattered, and the rest is done remotely through the class group. The name of the report.

I don't know what Yu Sheng was busy with. Up to now, he hasn't even seen a word in the class. Several class cadres can only make their own decisions and fill in his name first.

"Brother Sheng takes the lead and the effect is good!"

The class leader has been imagining this effect for a whole year, and he is full of anticipation: "Not to mention, half of the girls in the school have to be in our class!"

No. [-] Middle School has a tradition. Every closing ceremony of the sports meeting has a broadcasting exercise competition. The students who did not participate voted to select the first, second and third places.

It was quite decent. Once it was the turn of two art specialty classes to perform radio exercises, one of the class teachers specially made bubble gum for all the students in the school, and almost provoked the other class teacher to buy chocolates.

In the end, it was only after the school strictly prohibited the use of various methods of bribing students to solicit votes that the flames of war were finally temporarily extinguished.

But the two classes still forged an enmity over this, and everything was compared, the passing rate of the school examination was compared, the average score was compared, and the competition continued until the final college entrance examination. .

……

After everyone thought that the story ended like this, the new freshman entered the school, and the flames of war ignited again in the classes led by the two head teachers.

The original parties had already graduated from university, and the war did not stop.As a result, every new class of students has to re-understand the story of why the two art specialty classes are incompatible.

Last time, Yu Sheng asked for leave and didn't participate in the sports meeting. This time it happened to be the turn of Class [-] to perform radio exercises. The class leader couldn't help being moved, and under pressure, he filled in Yu Sheng's name: "Don't be afraid, if you have any questions, let Brother Sheng come to see you tomorrow." I."

……

The sports committee was moved for a while, and suddenly realized that a pencil case was thrown at it: "Fuck you, you ask for leave tomorrow to accompany your sick girlfriend, and I made up the leave note for you!"

A group of people gathered together and conspired to discuss how to make their Brother Sheng willing to take the drill.

The core of the topic is in the movie theater, playing games on the shoulder of her boyfriend.

Considering that even if Yu Sheng just glanced at it, he would inevitably be spoiled by all the popular movies nowadays.After two days of deliberation, Jin Linkun decided to choose a relatively unpopular movie, not so worried about spoilers, and theoretically there will be no magical twist.

It was the first time Yu Sheng knew that the movie theater could show the animals in the spring of the African savannah.

They were so unpopular that there were only two of them in the entire screening hall.

A real charter.

When the advertisement was released, Jin Linkun still held a sliver of hope and insisted: "There must be other companions, maybe they just sit far away from us."

Yu Sheng played with his mobile phone for a while, and when he heard the movie start, he turned his head and asked him, "Do you have any companions?"

"..." Jin Linkun rubbed his head, and turned his gaze back to the screen without any trace: "Friend, look."

Yu Sheng was puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

Jin Linkun: "The vast country we have conquered."

In the past two days of the exam, Yu Sheng's phone didn't work much, and it hadn't been charged. It ran out of battery after playing for a while.

Jin Linkun handed him his mobile phone, hugged him and leaned on his shoulder, wondering if he was seriously watching the story of two male lions and another bald male lion roaring at each other on the screen.

Yu Sheng searched around, but couldn't find a mobile game that fit his style. He clicked on Xiaoxiaole and played casually for a while, and suddenly the news of Aite in the group popped up on the screen.

It's the group in their summer camp group.

They are all a group of chattering academic masters, and they can reach 99+ in a short time. Most of them are arguing about some tricky topics, and their daily life is full of various learning materials carefully collected by teachers from various schools.

Yu Sheng clicked on the message and was about to give it to Jin Linkun, but found out that it was him.

Liang Yifan: @孤神@孤神@孤神, how did Brother Sheng do in the exam? ? ?

Liang Yifan: Who wrote the paper? The liberal arts questions went to grandma's house!

Ding Zhengjiao: Science is the same.How about letting us get acquainted with the college entrance examination?If the college entrance examination is at this pace, the difference between the top few points will not be more than [-] points...

The papers this time are directly in accordance with the college entrance examination specifications, the difficulty is even raised a lot, and the knowledge points examined are also detailed.There are a lot of strange questions, which is very stressful for students who have not completed the first round of review.

For the students of No. [-] Middle School, it is the same anyway, and the feeling is actually not that deep.But for the few remaining schools with high enrollment rates and well-known reputations in the province and city, they were really tricked by this test.

In the past, the mathematics papers of the college entrance examination used extra difficult papers. As a result, except for a small number of extremely high scores, the rest of the students who originally relied on mathematics to improve their scores failed to raise their scores, and everyone failed. , The tragic history of the collective overturning of the college entrance examination in the entire province.

Only then did I realize that these people were also within the scope of the eight-school joint exam. Yu Sheng briefly recalled the topic and replied: Yes.

The extremely concise two words immediately revealed the identity of the sender of the message.

Liang Yifan recognized him in an instant, and threw himself on the cool profile picture with the WeChat name of [I have a partner, I'm dating, I'm watching a movie], barking and crying: Brother Sheng, you also think the question is wrong, don't you!

Liang Yifan: The results this time can't represent our true level at all! !

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

Having an object, dating, watching a movie: mine can't represent the real level.

Liang Yifan confirmed with tears: Really?

Has a relationship, is dating, is watching a movie: really.

It is indeed true.

Yu Sheng hasn't had time to finish the review, there are many vacant knowledge points that he hasn't had time to fill in, and he only has [-] to [-]% of the questions.It can only be said that this exam was lucky, and it happened to hit the scope of his review.

If he really had to encounter that kind of comprehensive and detailed question type, his score would be at least [-] to [-] points lower than it is now.

Liang Yifan, who perfectly avoided all the important points, got a little bit of comfort, and put down the phone with tears in his eyes.Just about to cheer up and finish dinner, Liang's mother, who is a math teacher in their school, just picked up her mobile phone: "There are results."

The chopsticks in Liang Yifan's hand trembled: "So fast?"

Mother Liang patted her son on the head: "There are only eight multiple-choice questions in the whole city that are all correct. It has nothing to do with you to approve theirs first."

Liang Yifan: "..."

Liang's mother showed him the phone: "Look, the first place in liberal arts mathematics is 148, and the first place in science mathematics is 147. Where is the paper wrong?"