Brother, here is a sand sculpture from 82

For a partial subject, analyzing test papers is a very painful thing.

Just like Chen Xun.

Among them, it refers specifically to the two subjects of Chinese and English.

He read the test paper [-] times, and still felt that the poet in the poem appreciation question was super happy, and he was not at all resentful, resentful, depressed and depressed.

I really can't write the experience of correcting the test paper.

Why does the experience include the analysis of wrong questions? Why can't I wait for the teacher to finish the comment before writing.

Anyway, it hurts.

Next to him, Ye Qingzhi skillfully analyzed his own test paper against the answers, and conveniently classified the wrong questions, and finished writing his experience.

After finishing all the subjects, I just finished the first self-study in the evening, and I looked very relaxed.

"It's like this," Chen Xun glanced at his deskmate and finally put down his pen, "Are you free now, my dear deskmate."

Ye Qingzhi was disgusted by his gentle, sweet and sincere "dear": "Huh?"

Chen Xun felt that asking someone for help was a gesture of hospitality, so he pushed over a bottle of Wahaha: "Do you have time to speak Chinese for me? Just one question."

"Come on," Ye Qingzhi glanced at Wahaha very excitedly, and dragged the chair a little over, "This question about poetry appreciation?"

"Correct."

Ye Qingzhi flipped through the test paper.The question of poetry appreciation asks what kind of emotion the poet expresses in the whole poem, and briefly analyzes it.

Ye Qingzhi felt that this question was really super simple, and if he could not get six points, he should at least get four points: "What did you answer, and what do you not understand?"

Chen Xun: "I said that the poet is very happy, which reflects his joy of traveling in mountains and rivers. Why is he angry? Isn't the whole poem written in a flashy manner?"

"..." Ye Qingzhi didn't know how to answer him for a while, "Have you read the detailed explanation?"

Chen Xun replied honestly: "I saw it, but I still think what he described is really happy."

Ye Qingzhi: "...ah."

Then you are really assertive.

Ye Qingzhi said: "You have to know that there is a way to set off the sad scene with joyful scenes."

Chen Xun nodded.

Ye Qingzhi: "Then you have to capture the information given to you by the title. Look at the notes, this person has failed the exam. If he fails the exam, who would be happy to go touring the mountains and rivers?"

Chen Xun hesitated for a moment: "Me?"

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Then you have a big heart.

Ye Qingzhi continued: "It is not ruled out that some types want to express optimism and open-mindedness, but look at this. Although he writes very joyously on the surface, there is a contrast in the couplet. Have you seen that very bleak dead tree? In contrast to that flower, he is still implying that this is himself, he is actually a lonely, unwilling and sad soul."

Chen Xun seems to have gotten a little.

Ye Qingzhi explained the answer in detail and added his own understanding to him, and explained it to him in detail.

Chen Xun was enlightened: "I understand, thank you Teacher Ye."

"Then will you be able to solve this kind of problem next time?" Ye Qingzhi asked him casually.

Chen Xun didn't trust himself very much: "Maybe maybe maybe it's possible?"

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Chen Xun actually wanted to ask about practical texts and compositions, but just as he was about to speak, a tall and thin boy who looked like a bamboo pole came out of nowhere and knocked on his desk lightly.

The two looked up together.

The boy was a little nervous, and adjusted his extra-thick black-rimmed glasses: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Chen, the class teacher invites you to the big office on the first floor."

Ye Qingzhi remembered that the boy with super long bangs was named Jiang Hua, and he was No.2 in their fifth class.

"Thank you." Teacher Ye's small love class was forced to end, Chen Xun thanked Jiang Hua, and took Ye Qingzhi to the big office.

Ye Qingzhi saw that this person might still want to ask questions, so he took the initiative to comfort him: "Let's mark the other questions tomorrow. If the teacher tells you, listen carefully, and ask me or the teacher if you don't understand."

Chen Xun felt that his deskmate was really caring, but he still had a question: "What does the teacher say?"

"It means that the questions with relatively high average scores are not covered, and the questions that students understand most of the self-assessment test papers may not be covered."

Chen Xun: "...is it so time-saving?"

Ye Qingzhi: "Yes, the examination papers for the second middle school evaluation usually take half a class to one class for each subject."

Chen Xun had nothing to say, and only said wow.

……

The three grades of No. [-] Middle School each occupy a building. The building for the second grade has four classrooms on the first floor, two small offices on each floor, and a large office every two floors.

The big office that Lao Luo told them to go to was on the floor of shifts [-] to [-], that is, downstairs of shift [-].

"I understand the truth, so why is Lao Luo in the big office."

The campus at night is not as lively as it is during the day, but there are still many young students in the corridor who come out to have a blast.

The slightly inferior and perfunctory dim corridor lights in No. [-] Middle School can't stop the girls from looking for the handsome guy—in other words, Ye Qingzhi and Chen Xun, two boys who have reached the school grass level, have received the attention of countless girls along the way present.

"How do I know? My surname is not round." Ye Qingzhi glanced at the surrounding girls, pointed to Chen Xun with his gaze, and asked curiously, "Are you still afraid of being seen?"

Chen Xun felt that this was a matter of dignity, so he said seriously, "It's impossible. You, Chen Xun, have been surrounded and watched since you were a child."

One of the perfunctory manifestations of the corridor lights in No. [-] Middle School is that there is no light at the corner of the stairs. Ye Qingzhi carefully went downstairs with the dim light: "Then what are you afraid of?"

Chen Xun: "Who said I'm afraid of this."

Ye Qingzhi looked at him sideways.

The warm orange dim light painted the boy's outline very softly. Looking up at him slightly, Chen Xun almost had the illusion that he was being watched gently and intently.

Chen Xun coughed, and turned his face back: "Going down the stairs, watch the road."

Ye Qingzhi clicked his tongue lightly to show his dissatisfaction with the stern face.

"What's so scary about watching, I just thought, Yanyan and Lao Guo are in the big office, I don't want to see them." Chen Xun twitched the finger that just touched Ye Qingzhi's face, and answered his question just now.

Yanyan's full name is Lu Yan, the Chinese teacher in Class [-], a very petite and gentle female teacher, after a chemistry teacher called her Yanyan and it spread, all the students in Class [-] called her this nickname.

As for Lao Guo, whose name is Guo Jianshu, he was Chen Xun's tragic English teacher with a score of 47.

Ye Qingzhi didn't dare to smile at him, his eyes fell on a figure holding a book in front of him: "Pfft."

Chen Xun: "..."

Chen Xun's hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to knock on a certain classmate who laughed at him.

Actually laughed at him, Brother Xun, don't you want to lose face?

Unexpectedly, there was someone who was in a hurry faster than him.

The boy walking across from him lowered his voice, his voice mixed with anger: "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Xun: "...?"

Ye Qingzhi: "...?"

Although, the whole thing seems to have nothing to do with this big brother.

The boy approached, and looked at Ye Qingzhi with dark eyes: "Isn't it the number one, what's so funny. I will surpass you sooner or later."

Ye Qingzhi held back his smile, and said in a flat voice, "I'm not laughing at you."

The boy snorted inexplicably: "You'd better be."

After saying this, the boy brushed Ye Qing up the stairs, and bumped Ye Qingzhi hard with his shoulder.

Chen Xun supported Ye Qingzhi, who was leaning towards him, and said in a bad tone, "It's okay. Who is this person, why is it inexplicable."

"It's okay." Ye Qingzhi frowned and rubbed his shoulders, "The boys in class one had a little conflict before."

----

No. [-] Middle School has experimental classes and parallel classes.

There are two science classes and one liberal arts class.

The experimental class of science is Class [-] and Class [-], but Class [-] where Ye Qingzhi is in is obviously not an experimental class.

The boy who bumped into Ye Qingzhi is called Zeng Xiang. He is currently the first in class one and the second in grade.

Zeng Xiang unilaterally classified Ye Qingzhi as an old enemy.

The reason for the conflict between the two is simple to say.

Their high school entrance examination scores were tied for first place in No. [-] Middle School, but Zeng Xiang felt that he was overwhelmed in every way during the whole year of senior high school.

Let's talk about the grades. Except for the high school entrance examination score, which was tied for the first place, Ye Qingzhi was firmly ranked first in other exams.In one competition, he didn't even get a place and could only watch Ye Qingzhi win the prize.

Once after the exam, Ye Qingzhi came first again, Zeng Xiang couldn't help it, and stabbed Ye Qingzhi a little bit weirdly.

At that time Ye Qingzhi dozed off in a daze, and when he heard Zeng Xiang's words, he just blinked his eyes in confusion, and sincerely suggested: "Otherwise, I won't do two big questions next time?"

Listen, is this speaking human language?

Zeng Xiang felt that he was being provoked and turned his face on the spot.

"Hey, no," Ye Qingzhi woke up from a nap, and found that what he just said was a bit arrogant, trying to save him, "Then why don't I lend you my notes?"

Zeng Xiang ignored him and left with a very unsightly expression.

……

Not to mention the grades, even the appearance was overwhelmed.

Zeng Xiang thought he was handsome and handsome, but if he stood with Ye Qingzhi, everyone's eyes would fall on the person next to him.

When the first year of high school started, the two of them were called to the office together.

There are also two girls from the class next door.

The two girls were far behind them, discussing them in whispers.

"The first two are handsome guys."

"I like the one on the right better, hehe, the new school girl, she's fair and handsome, but she's a little shorter."

"Hey, he can still grow. It's over if he looks good. His appearance is really too delicate, and his skin is still so good, so I'm very jealous."

"I don't know who will get more votes if he compares with the seniors."

"Are you talking about the senior of No. [-] Middle School?"

"Yes, yes, yes, wow, Senior Duan is very handsome, and our little school girl looks a little soft, and he lost in momentum!"

"Hahahahahaha, let me tell you that my sister and Duan Xiaocao are in the same class. She said that Duan Xiaocao knew Xiao Xiaocao. He also said that little beauties can't just judge Xiaocao and grab his job. They have to compete for school beauty hahahaha .”

"Mom, I actually think what he said makes sense?!"

"..."

Regarding the topic of school grass, Zeng Xiang only had a name at the beginning.

Zeng Xiang really wanted to yell at the back and stop discussing, so he endured it.

Ye Qingzhi next to him didn't know whether he heard it or not, and smiled politely when he saw him looking over.

Smile, laugh, laugh ass.

Zeng Xiang rolled his eyes at him.

Ye Qing had an innocent face.

In short, Zeng Xiang hated Ye Qingzhi, blamed him for stealing his limelight, and looked at Ye Qingzhi in various ways.

No matter how good-tempered Ye Qingzhi is, he can't stand his stance of finding fault every day, and will scold him back when he gets annoyed.

It would be fine if it was just such a small conflict, what really made Ye Qingzhi blacklist this person was the subject examination at the end of the semester.

The final exam of the first year of high school is also called the sub-examination, which is related to whether you can enter the experimental class after the sub-arts and sciences.At the end of the term, the grades this time account for 70.00%, and the other two major exams in the second semester account for 30.00%.

It is enough to see the weight of this test.

Logically speaking, with Ye Qingzhi's grades, entering the experimental class is a certainty, but unfortunately, during the week of the final exam, he had a fever and the sky was dark. He woke up at nine o'clock on the day of the exam. Did you say that I am going to court?

Ms. Lin frowned, and simply took the few days off for the exam.

Without the exam, that 70.00% assessment doesn't count.

The teachers were very optimistic about this seedling, and after discussing it, they wanted to evaluate Ye Qingzhi according to his usual grades, and put him into the experimental class with accommodating accommodation.

In fact, Ye Qingzhi didn't have a big idea about which class to enter. His current self-study progress is the same wherever he goes.

He didn't really want to make it difficult for the school, after all, it was an accident on his side.

As a result, Zeng Xiang didn't know where he knew about this matter, and he didn't know what to think about it. Maybe his brain was flooded, so he directly asked a few people who usually don't like Ye Qingzhi to jointly write a letter to boycott Ye Qingzhi because of this. This kind of "back door" into the experimental class.

They even posted about this matter on the forum, attacked Ye Qingzhi personally, and described Ye Qingzhi as a person who got good grades with the help of teachers through the back door.The ambiguous words caused a group of people to tear up and fly, and there was a vigorous commotion for a while.

The teachers all knew that it was a complete accident that Ye Qingzhi failed to pass the evaluation, and they were also very troubled by this kind of follow-up development.

These two are promising seedlings, so the teachers simply called Ye Qingzhi and Zeng Xiang to the office.

The teaching director, Lao Huang, had a rare expression of gentleness, and said to Ye Qingzhi: "Do you want to enter the experimental class? You can make the decision."

Zeng Xiang stood on the other side, feeling the unkind eyes of the teachers on him.Hearing the words, he said angrily: "Why does he get preferential treatment every time?"

Lao Huang said bluntly: "Why preferential treatment every time? Which time he did not rely on himself, and did not let you talk, please be quiet first."

Zeng Xiang shut his mouth unwillingly.

At the same time, I resented these teachers in my heart, calling him here is to humiliate him.

Ye Qingzhi glanced lightly at Zeng Xiang, and smiled at the teachers in the office: "Thank you teacher, I won't be in the experimental class."

Lao Huang was a little surprised: "Have you decided?"

Ye Qingzhi nodded.

Although the farce on the Internet was suppressed, there was still a fire in his stomach.

It burned him badly.

Lao Huang is also very straightforward: "Okay, I respect your choice, then take random parallel classes."

Ye Qingzhi thanked all the teachers again, and then walked towards Zeng Xiang.

Ye Qingzhi looked at Zeng Xiang's face.

Tsk, there is still a little gap.

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of Zeng Xiang's mouth, and he forced his momentum: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Qingzhi raised his chin slightly: "I just came to tell you that even if I'm not in the experimental class, I can take the No.1 exam."

Zeng Xiang was stunned.

Ye Qingzhi showed a wicked smile, and said every word.

"As long as I'm here, you can't be number one."

The author has something to say:

Qing Zai: Ah, it’s really cool to speak harshly.

afterwards.

He was brutally beaten by Fa Xiao, Fa Xiao's brother, mother, good buddies and other relatives and friends.

(Let you be willful

Do not imitate dangerous operations!

In fact, when I was in high school, I was divided into subjects in the second semester of the first year of high school, which was a bit different from the text, but it didn't matter.