Go back to the year of the high school entrance examination

After waiting for a few days, the old donkey called them into the office and gave them a set of questions.In terms of physics and chemistry, the exercises in their class and the intensive class are basically the same. After all, Lao Lu himself is the chemistry teacher of the intensive class, and he knows the exercises that the class usually does.

The main difference is actually in English and mathematics - the school's requirements for the intensive class are also different from those of the ordinary class. The ordinary class is aimed at the first line, but the students in the intensive class want to sprint to Qingjing.

In this year, Qingjing is the facade of a school.

Tongnan City, which is not far from Z County, is well-known in Jiangsu Province as a strong city in the college entrance examination. The above Qingjing students, in this point, Z middle school is absolutely incomparable.

But Z will not give up, especially in the cultivation of intensive class students.

According to the current model of the college entrance examination in Suzhou Province, improving the scores of the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics, and Foreign Languages ​​is the most important thing. It is very difficult to achieve rapid improvement in Chinese, so the teaching and research team, including the intensive class, is devoted to English and mathematics.

In the intensive class, one more test paper is written a day than in the ordinary class. English listening comprehension, reading comprehension and cloze are all key exercises.

The old donkey smuggled the test papers of the intensive class to them, but according to himself, there are teachers in other classes who do this too.

Naturally, there was an extra set of math papers and English papers in Ji Shi's practice tasks.

The teachers in the intensive class would take the time to talk about the difficult problems in the usual practice, and the people in their circle did not have such conditions, after all, they did the papers secretly by themselves.

They are generally like this - after the test papers are completed, the answers are checked first, the questions with the same answer are let go, and the questions with different answers are discussed, and finally a correct answer is summed up.

Ji Shi bought a few more notebooks specially for this purpose.

He used to laugh at himself for being a scumbag with a lot of stationery, but it turned out that it was only half of the semester. He bought and changed the refills of the pens he hadn’t written in the past. I don’t know how many times. , The soft noodles are all used up.

Sometimes there are too many topics, or if there is too much time for mutual discussion, to be honest, Ji Shi can't spare time to read notes, so he can only use the time between classes or after running exercises.

After all, it is a note taken by heart, and it would be a waste not to read it. He can't turn a good notebook into a decoration.

"Ji Shi, choose A for the fourth question, remember to read it."

Ji Shi made an OK gesture. He chose D for the question they were discussing just now. After reading Zhou Weile's calculation formula, he realized that he had made a mistake. Ji Shi circled the question and drew it on the key sentence. Draw a red line, and write the correct steps under the title with a red pen.

In the middle of writing, the red pen suddenly ran out of oil. Ji Shi turned the pen away, and saw that the red pen refill he bought not long ago had bottomed out again.

He was not as diligent in buying a red pen as he was in buying a black fountain pen, and there was no spare replacement. He asked Zhou Weile in the back row to borrow it, but the other party was paralyzed, and showed Ji Shi the same empty pen. He had just thrown the refill into the trash can .

Zhou Weile fumbled for a long time, and finally gave Ji Shi a green highlighter, thick and thick, they usually use it to circle key points.

Ji Shi belongs to the relatively simple shop for stationery. There are only black and red signature pens in the pen case, but there are also a lot of that kind of pens in their class, a set of red, orange, yellow and green, and colored highlighters. One test paper can Painted colorfully by them.

"I don't want this, don't you have a thinner colored pencil?"

Zhou Weile raised his chin: "You borrow from them in front."

When Huang Yaqiong heard their request, she opened the pen case and found that she had more pens than Ji Shi, not only in quantity, but also in more colors: "No need to return it, this one is for you to use."

Ji Shi clenched his fists: "Thank you."

With a pen, Ji Shi settled down and continued to work on the questions.

Compared with the period when he first started school, he felt that the speed of his progress had indeed slowed down, which was evident in every subject.

Like mathematics and English, there are only difficult problems before him. These difficult problems may only account for less than 10% of the score of a test paper, but they are enough to make Ji Shi rack his brains. There are no other questions to choose, unless he doesn't want to improve at all.

Ji Shi spent a lot of time on Chinese during this period. He has already memorized popular articles such as "Teacher's List", "Chen Qingbiao" and "Teacher's Talk". The difficult ones were also challenged by him, even for those non-compulsory subjects, such as "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", he memorized the whole chapter.

It is still beneficial to memorize this kind of ancient prose, at least it helped him solve the big problem of punctuating sentences in classical Chinese.

But for him, the most troublesome thing is still various comprehension questions.

Every time Ji Shi answered this kind of questions, he was not in a good state, because he was not confident, he even wrote his answers on the horizontal line very nervously, and even some questions he couldn't think of how to answer at all, so he could only flip through them secretly. Answers at the back of the book.

During this time, Huang Yaqiong stayed in the classroom for self-study, and every time he did a reading comprehension question, Ji Shi would automatically move a chair to her desk and ask her.

In high school, if the relationship between boys and girls was too close, there would be scandals, but this is not true for good students, and Ji Shi and Huang Yaqiong didn't hide it, they were very calm Speak one by one and listen to the other.

It's hard to think of Ji Shi's sullen face when he was listening to the class.

"This is how I understand it. The author is using the scenery to describe others. The lonely environment he lives in is actually a reflection of himself. Look at this paragraph, he used three parallelisms in a row, which is actually..."

Ji Shi: "..."

What should he say?In fact, he doesn't really understand this kind of people who are good at Chinese, because the difference between Huang Yaqiong's explanation and the answer is very small, at most it's just a difference in expression.

How, what, he, just, think, no, arrive?

Just desperate.

Ji Shi silently looked at each other: "I think you can be a Chinese teacher."

"I also think math is as good as you, okay?" Huang Yaqiong rolled her eyes at him, "Look, I wrote a paper full of papers, and the scores seem to be pretty good, but you can't do it in a math problem. I beat it."

"That's right, I think the same way every time I see Ji Shi's English test paper." Zhou Weile chimed in.

Ji Shi thought about it, and he was right.

Although he could not pass 130 in Chinese, it is not so easy to get below 110, but in mathematics, his class has never failed to pass 149, and there is a difference of more than 50 in this subject.

During the break time in the middle of the evening self-study, the lights in the corridor were on, and everyone in the classroom went out for a walk twice. Some people competed at the door of the classroom, and some even rushed to other classes in one breath to fight with students in other classes.

Yao Meng went out for a trip, and brought a few cups of milk tea when he came back.

The milk tea is served in a thin plastic cup, which is the same material as the Kanto cup, but the mouth of the cup has been sealed.

The milk tea of ​​this era is different from the popular HEYTEA Dian Coco in the future. They are the simplest pearl milk tea, some of which will add coconut fruit, but generally speaking, there is no choice. You can only choose one when you enter the store. kind.

The sweetness is exactly the same, of course, the price is cheap enough, only two or three yuan a cup.

"Why did you buy this?" Everyone expressed disgust for Yao Meng's aesthetics.

"Then what should I buy? The only one in the supermarket is hot, don't you think it's cold?"

other people:"……"

In fact, they don't like sweet drinks very much.

The most important thing is that Yao Meng bought something he didn't even drink himself, but bought it for them!

"I'd rather drink and scream." Zhou Weile said.

"Then I want Red Bull." Ji Shi yawned, "Just to refresh me."

Huang Yaqiong had already plugged in the straw, and was drinking from the cup of milk tea one after another.

Ji Shi could only barely drink it, he could still drink the milk tea when it was hot, but it didn't taste good at all when it was really cold.

He felt that the taste of this so-called milk tea was exactly the same as the Xiang Piaopiao in the supermarket that cost a few dollars a cup.This year, Xiang Piao Piao is still very popular, and together with You Le Mei, each occupies half of the domestic milk tea industry. Even if you have never drunk milk tea, the song "Dandelion Promise" is still very popular.

Ji Shi could only lament the power of Time Dafa, he could still see the fragrance in the supermarket later, and You Lemei had gone somewhere long ago.

"It's so sweet? J." Zhou Weile's face was wrinkled, he couldn't eat sweets even more than Ji Shi, although drinking Coke was fine.

I have to say that Coke is yyds.

"And this." Yao Meng silently took out a convenience bag, which contained several packets of spicy strips.

Ji Shi: "...do you dare to eat in the classroom?"

"As long as the old donkey is not around, I will dare." Yao Meng was fearless.

At this time, Weilong has not occupied the whole country in the latiao world, but it is also a very popular brand in latiao. No one would have thought that after many years, Weilong, a latiao seller, can turn around and make latiao Sell ​​tall feel.

Yao Meng just said nonsense, as long as the old donkey is not around, his classmates will dare to dance in the classroom. The main reason is that the old donkey has too much prestige, and everyone dare not make trouble easily.

After all, they still dare not easily challenge the authority of the old donkey. Each of them divided a pack of spicy strips and put them in their school bags. The smell immediately permeated the entire classroom, it was too high-profile.

After the break, Ji Shi and the others continued to work on the topic. At this time, their attention was too distracted. Ji Shi didn't read Chinese or mathematics. When he was sleepy, the densely packed words in the textbook were illuminated by the lights. It seemed blurred.

He began to delve into math problems, the requirements are not high, just write one or two problems.

One algebra, one geometry, equally distributed, this is the most fair.

"The interior of the triangular pyramid..."

The tip of the pen was rustling on the draft paper. On the desk, the used draft paper was piled up in a thick pile, occupying half of the desk together with the test papers.

Ji Shi yawned lightly, and there was already mist in his eyes.

But doing math problems will undoubtedly make people excited. Even if he is very sleepy, he will never lie down and sleep before solving a problem, and the environment at night is easier for people to calm down and do problems.

Ji Shi thought for a moment, and an idea for this question slowly appeared in his mind.

He first made a hypothesis, and then substituted his own hypothesis into the title to verify, step by step, he drew an enlarged version of the picture of the triangular pyramid on the draft paper, and the pen that Huang Yaqiong borrowed from him was used to distinguish the original picture. Figures and lines he draws as he thinks.

Naturally, you don't have to be as nervous during practice as you are in the examination room. Ji Shi left enough time for himself.

Although he was still very sleepy, the most sleepy period was over. Ji Shi rolled up his sleeves and touched his wrist to the table. It was a little cold, but this made him more awake.

"Diagonals BC and AD are perpendicular, then the triangle..."

Ji Shi blinked lightly, his thoughts were completely immersed in the math problem. Huang Yaqiong originally wanted to ask him a question, but seeing his serious appearance, he didn't have the nerve to ask him.

In her opinion, Ji Shi's concentration was terrifying.

It turned out that she didn't realize that the seat was far away from these people, but after sitting in this area, she found that no matter whether it was Ji Shi or Yao Meng, people like Ji Shi would usually play and play, but once they focused on something, they would keep it. It's a horrible kind of focus.

It was a state of complete freedom from outside interference.

But Huang Yaqiong thought about it seriously. If he hadn't been studying in this state for the past six months, how could Ji Shi achieve a leap in ranking in just half a semester?

She has also been working hard to maintain her ranking in the class, working extraordinarily hard, while repeating the familiar and unfamiliar knowledge points countless times, while bearing the pressure that the ranking may drop, how much she has paid is only her I know.

She believes that other people are just like her.

Even if there are so-called geniuses in this world, I think they are only a minority. She is not, and Ji Shi may not be either. Most people achieve their goals through hard work.

Those No.1s that seem easy in the exam, no matter whether they are the first in the class or the first in the grade, only simple scores are finally reflected on the test paper, but only you know the sweat and bitterness.

Huang Yaqiong sometimes feels that Yao Meng and Ji Shi are the same as her, they are fighters running around on the battlefield of the college entrance examination.

But also because of people like them, she was always vigilant and did not dare to relax.

Of course, I am no longer alone.