Go back to the year of the high school entrance examination

When they came out of the bookstore in front of the school, the group was empty-handed. They went to the stationery store next door for a walk, and were blown away by a passing car.

"Ahem." A few people spat ashes while touching their faces, and now their hands were covered with ashes, Zeng Tairan couldn't help cursing angrily: "It's okay to drive slowly, can you have some quality?"

The weather has been a bit dry these days, and news about pm2.5 and pm10 are often reported on the news, but the environment in County Z has always been comfortable and pleasant. It is close to the sea and is a large agricultural county. There are no polluting enterprises. The annoying thing is probably the bees in the rape flower field. There is a rape flower field near Z, and the bees are buzzing non-stop.

This creature is the second most feared creature after snakes.

But today Zeng calmly and arrogantly wore a bright yellow T-shirt, a bee circled around him, and Ji Shi silently moved away from him.

Many students and parents came in and out of the school gate, Ji Shi and the others wandered around and didn't know what else to do, so they simply brought chess into the classroom and continued playing.

Mental games like Yao Meng and Shangji are much better, Zeng Tairan is the best, he was killed to the point of shame and refused to play anymore: "I would have continued playing table tennis if I had known."

"No one is with you."

Zeng Tairan simply played by himself, jumped off the podium and then took off, reaching for the door frame of the classroom. Boys in his class like to do this. It is generally not easy to be caught, but it is easy to fall.

It is said that someone from a certain class next door was caught by the head teacher and punished him for jumping fifty times in a row, until he almost cried.

"Don't be like a frog there." Zhou Weile waved Zeng Tairan, "Let's play with the cook, and leave them alone."

Zeng Tairan came over with a yawn: "Where should I eat at noon, the cafeteria or go out to eat?"

"Just in the cafeteria. I still have money on my meal card." Zhou Weile suddenly sighed, "According to the time of our college entrance examination, the money on my meal card may not be able to be spent."

He subconsciously glanced at the "XX days left until the college entrance examination" on the blackboard, but because today was a rest day, there was nothing written on the blackboard, and Zhou Weile felt a little disappointed for no reason.

When he had to supplement his English in pain last semester, he hoped that the college entrance examination would come quickly, with the mentality of dying early and passing through early, but this semester, everyone and the atmosphere around him were playing up the college entrance examination. On the contrary, I hope that the college entrance examination will be delayed, and it will be delayed for a year, so that his English can score 100 points.

During the third year of high school, Zhou Weile felt very happy every day because he got along with Ji Shi, Yao Meng and the others very happily, and even the most troublesome English learning was not so painful.

His mother always felt that he had suffered a lot in his senior year of high school, because his attitude towards study was much better than before, but Zhou Weile was only at a loss when he heard this. He was really happy, not at all like the tortured senior year of high school born.

Ji Shi and Yao Meng were in the midst of a fierce battle, and it had to be said that playing chess with Yao Meng was really tiring, this man wanted at least five moves in one move.Ji Shi also loses more than wins, but compared with Zeng Tairan and Zhou Weile, he can still fight Yao Meng for a few rounds, and those two are free.

"Aren't you two finished?" The battle between Zeng Tairan and Zhou Weile had long since ended, seeing that Ji Shi and Yao Meng were still walking slowly, he finally couldn't help shouting.

"Watching chess without talking is a real gentleman." Ji Shi glanced at him, "Be quiet."

Zeng Tairan obediently closed his mouth.

He has always been very obedient in front of Ji Shi, it's inexplicable, the two hit it off very well, obviously Zeng Tairan is a bitch at heart, but he and Ji Shi get along, so the old donkey didn't think about changing seats for the two of them.

After waiting for a while, Ji Shi finally lost to Yao Meng again, so we can go to the cafeteria together.

"There are a lot more people coming to the cafeteria on weekends than I thought. I thought no one would eat at the cafeteria on weekends." Zhou Weile had a lot of money in his meal card, so he took a lot of dishes. The students in the first and second grades are much taller, mainly for convenience, and can save a lot of time at noon.

"The food in the cafeteria is much better than the food cooked by my mother." Zeng Tairan said with emotion, "I really want you to taste the food cooked by my mother."

Zeng Tairan's mother has a business of her own, and her and Zeng Tairan's father account for half of the food in the family, but the family members unanimously voted that his father's cooking is better, so the mother simply throws her hands away, who cooks better Whoever is responsible for cooking, she becomes the one who is mainly responsible for the children's studies.

According to Zeng Tairan, after he was in the fifth grade of elementary school, his mother tried several times to regain his job, but unfortunately this plan was ruthlessly killed in the cradle.

After all, teaching Zeng Tairan to study is much more terrifying than cooking.

Ji Shi doesn't dislike the food in the cafeteria, but his mother's cooking is really much better than the master chef in the cafeteria. The craftsmanship is one aspect, and the materials are another aspect. The vegetable vendors over there are good at "canteen goods". The special name refers to which type of vegetable most people know.

"What are you going to do in the afternoon? Continue to play or go back to read the test papers?"

Ji Shi picked up the rice in the bowl and didn't speak, he planned to listen to other people's plans for the afternoon.

"Let's play badminton again, and go to the classroom for self-study after 4 o'clock?" Zhou Weile said.

"I have no objection, it's fine if you don't play chess." Zeng Tairan really didn't want to play chess, he felt that the activity of using the brain was not suitable for him.

Zhou Weile went to look at Yao Meng again, and Yao Meng nodded.

Ji Shi also nodded.

"Do you think there will be physics and chemistry grades tonight?" Zhou Weile asked.

"The physics teacher probably won't, old donkey..."

When it comes to the old donkey, everyone is silent, because it is really uncertain, no one can guarantee whether the old donkey will suddenly enter the classroom with a stack of test papers, and he can do such a thing.

"So why do we mention the old donkey on Sunday?" Ji Shi couldn't help but ask.

"It was Zhou Weile who mentioned it first." Zeng Tairan, who was the first to say the old donkey's name, beat him up, and Zhou Weile hooked his neck to talk about the brotherhood.

Of course, although they often make jokes about the old donkey, they still respect the old donkey very much in their bones. Don't look at the old donkey with a horse face every day. Sometimes he will wear the wrong shoes when he rushes out to work, and the students will laugh in private.

Ji Shi and the others worked out vigorously for half an afternoon, and they didn't return to the classroom until four or five o'clock to continue their self-study. Zeng Tairan and Zhou Weile had agreed with the parents that they could stay in the classroom at night. When I called, the other party said that they had finished shopping in the pedestrian street, and they would go back to the classroom for self-study later.

They plan to spend all the time in the evening looking at the test papers.

After going down to play, Ji Shi and the others bought some snacks and fruit at the school gate. They didn't plan to eat at night. They started work as soon as they entered the classroom and read the test papers.

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Not long after they entered the classroom, Huang Yaqiong arrived. She was carrying several small bags, which were probably knitted rope or something. After sitting down, Huang Yaqiong handed them a small bag: "A gift for you."

"So generous?" Zeng Tairan yelled strangely, but Huang Yaqiong stared at him fiercely, "I don't want you to pay me back!"

"Of course it is necessary."

Ji Shi opened the packaging bag, and there was a wooden pen holder inside, which was log-colored. There was a Mickey Mouse printed on the front of the pen holder, which looked very simple. This is the simplest pen holder, not the more popular ceramic style in jewelry stores. , more resistant to falling.

"Thank you." Ji Shi thanked him solemnly.

When he went out for a stroll, he couldn't think of what to buy for his little friends. Huang Yaqiong's character seemed carefree, but she was actually much more thoughtful than them.

"You're welcome what?"

Huang Yaqiong didn't mention that this was what her parents ordered. After all, she is from the county, and her family is more or less related to the teachers in Z Middle School, so her family knows that the students who play well with her have good academic performance. Huang Yaqiong is at home She often mentions Ji Shi and Yao Meng, so when she goes out, her parents ask her to bring something for her good classmates.

Ji Shi felt that he should bring something for his friends when he went out next time. Recently, his parents often gave him pocket money, and Ji Shi had no other expenses except food and school supplies.

But he usually just sends books or magazines, Zeng Tairan and his boys are easy to get rid of, and it seems that he is a bit entangled in sending things to Huang Yaqiong.

Let's do the questions first.

The pen case Huang Yaqiong gave was stuffed into the bag by Ji Shi, planning to put it in the dormitory. He happened to have a lot of pens, so he could stuff them all in one go.

Ji Shi finally opened the Chinese test paper for this monthly exam.

He scored 129 points, and Huang Yaqiong, who was the first in the class, scored 141 points. She was 12 points higher than Ji Shi. It was very stable, and the difference between Ji Shi and her points was also very stable, basically between 10 and 20 points.

Ji Shi has also gotten used to his current language level.

His composition was deducted 8 points. According to the point deductions this time, his composition score is not bad, because the average score of this composition is not high overall, and Ji Shi's composition is only deducted 1 point less than Huang Yaqiong's. .

Ji Shi didn't know at first, he only found out when he checked the test paper at night, because there was a huge gap between his total score and Huang Yaqiong's, but the composition teacher actually gave him a similar score, and his composition score this time He was actually taller than Zeng Tairan.

"What did you write?" Zeng Tairan opened Ji Shi's test paper to read it. Ji Shi blocked the test paper for a while, but moved his hand away after a while.

"It's very emotional." ——Comment from Huang Yaqiong.

"It's a good composition. I found that Ji Shi's performance is really unstable." ——This is Zeng Tairan.

His composition score is naturally higher than that of Zhou Weile and Yao Meng. The performance of these two people in composition is quite satisfactory, and their scores belong to the upper middle level.

Ji Shi's masterpiece was passed on and appreciated by everyone.

"Do you want to write like this?" Zhou Weile had a thoughtful expression, "Then I will learn too, and maybe I can get a super high score in composition later on."

Yao Meng has already taken out his mobile phone and took a quick photo of Ji Shi's composition.

Ji Shi: "Just show it to you. It's too much to take a picture, isn't it? How is it different from a Chinese teacher?"

"Actually, his name is not Yao Meng, but his name is Xu Meng." Zeng Tairan smiled, "I also think you are too much, you don't read Huang Yaqiong's high-scoring essays, you stare at her essays all the time, how pitiful you are. "

Ji Shi raised his hands in agreement.