Go back to the year of the high school entrance examination

Teacher Xu also knows that it is useless to be so angry. After all, children of this age cannot be bluffed by talking about the truth. The key is to rely on self-awareness. Otherwise, even if the teacher tells him, he will last for a week at most, and he will return to his original state after a week .

He sighed softly: "Our class's average score in the monthly exam this time is mainly low, but the students in the front all did well in the exam."

"This time, the deduction points are mainly for the question of classical Chinese, and reading comprehension and ancient poetry are not very simple." Teacher Xu looked around the classroom, "The final composition belongs to the type that we usually seldom test. It’s understandable that everyone didn’t get a high score.”

He spread out the test papers on the podium: "Next, I will start distributing the test papers, and I will call the students with the names to come up and get them."

"Zheng Yuan, 71 points."

Zheng Yuan trotted all the way to the podium, and quickly ran back to his seat as soon as he got the test paper, fearing that he would be caught by the Chinese teacher again.

"Shen Bo, 95 points."

Shen Bo, who was called by name, didn't dare to look up at Teacher Xu. He was about to take the paper, but Teacher Xu's hand didn't move.

Shen Bo went to gently pull the paper again, but was stopped by Teacher Xu: "Shen Bo, you made me two mistakes in silent writing this time, it's fine if you don't know how to write, you can't have both. Or can’t have both, how many times have I said that?”

The key is that 95 points and 96 points are different, one is a pass and the other is a fail.

For example, Zeng Tairan's scores in various subjects have always hovered around the passing line, but several teachers did not kill him, because no matter how much Zeng Tairan fluctuated near the passing line, he was at least above the passing line every time , never under.

After hearing the scores reported by Teacher Xu, the students in Class 11 also knew that Zheng Yuan and Shen Bo should have failed Chinese in their class this time. No wonder Teacher Xu was annoyed. In fact, it is more difficult than passing the test. Unless the composition is really smashed into four categories, most people really can't get this score.

After all, Chinese is a full 160 points!

If you fail a few times in mathematics, Mr. Qi may not even bother to mutter, there is no way, he is used to it.

They haven't taken the college entrance examination this year, but they really took the exam. When they meet that math emperor, there are still a lot of people who fail.

But if you fail in mathematics, you usually still have to study, but if you fail in Chinese, it is really not necessarily true.

Before Ji Shi, there was a colleague who was from the Grassland Province. She really failed the college entrance examination in mathematics. It is very difficult. If you fail one course, you have to fill in the other two courses. Even if you can get into the undergraduate course, you can usually only go to a second-tier school.

After reporting Shen Bo's name, Zeng Tairan silently patted his chest: "Lucky, it means I passed again this time."

Ji Shi: "You haven't failed Chinese, have you? No...you haven't failed."

He and Zeng Tairan have been at the same table for such a long time. It is true that this guy is often named by the teacher, but the general exams are at least above the passing line, although they are all flying high in the sky.

Zeng Tairan's Chinese is especially good, and he can get a lot of points in his composition every time.

……

Ji Shi was also struggling with how many points he could score in Chinese this time. During the exam, he was mainly not sure about classical Chinese and composition.

The key still depends on the teacher's judgment on his composition. If the teacher agrees that he has not strayed from the topic, he estimates that his composition score will not be low.

The Chinese teacher reported the scores from low to high, and gradually reported the scores to more than 100 and more than 110. Ji Shi still didn't hear his name, so he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

According to this trend, he can still score 120 in Chinese this time.

Based on Ji Shi's current level, if he gets 120 in mathematics, it means that he will drop out of the top ten in the class, but Chinese is different after all. The average Chinese score in their class is generally not 120, and it often hovers around 110. It mainly depends on the difficulty of the papers. , the average score will be lower if the paper is difficult.

"Zeng Tairan, 121 points."

"I'm coming!"

Zeng Tairan took the paper from the Chinese teacher with a smile, but was disgusted by the Chinese teacher: "Write your words well, like a dog crawling, no teacher wants to give high marks after reading it."

"Good teacher!" Zeng Tairan returned to his seat still smiling.

In fact, when the scores were reported here, there were only a few people in the class whose names had not been read. Ji Shi confirmed that he was one of them, which meant that his Chinese scores this time should be very high.

"Yao Meng, 125 points."

Yao Meng silently stepped forward to take his test paper.

"Ji Shi, 128 points."

When Ji Shi stood up, he bumped into Yao Meng who was returning to his seat. After a while, he came to the podium and took the test paper from the Chinese teacher.

"You wrote the composition beautifully this time. You might as well be bolder in the composition of the next exam, and don't be too conservative." Teacher Xu looked at him with a smile, "You still have a level, you have to show it, you know?"

Ji Shi nodded in a daze.

He knew that this was the teacher's encouragement to him, but even though the teacher said so, he was still not sure how to learn Chinese and how to take the test. Although his test scores were not bad a few times, Ji Shi often had his own Feeling in luck.

"No.1, Huang Yaqiong, 136 points."

After a few minutes, Teacher Xu read out Huang Yaqiong's name and score.

At this point, Ji Shi suddenly realized that he actually came in second in the Chinese language test this time?

Last time, the score difference between him and Huang Yaqiong was more than 15 points, but this time there are only 8 points left?

And the most important thing is that he got the second place in the Chinese language test! !

Ji Shi felt that if it was mathematics and English, it would not be surprising for them to be the first in the exams, but this is Chinese!The language that tortured him to death!

If someone had told Ji Shi before that that he was ranked second in Chinese, Ji Shi would have suggested that he go to the hospital for treatment.

But now, this thing really happened, his language is really second in the class, second only to Huang Yaqiong!

"Damn it, you are second in Chinese, do you want to let others live?" Zeng Tairan also screamed, "Ji Shishi, what have you been up to lately?"

Ji Shibai glanced at him: "What can I do? Haven't I been under your nose all the time?"

"It's not necessarily true. Maybe you did something bad secretly behind my back."

Ji Shi didn't bother to talk to him, and instead started to look at the points deducted on his Chinese test paper. His score of 128 was actually lower than the score in the last joint exam, but overall, because the points deducted were concentrated in reading comprehension, classical Chinese and Ancient Poetry Appreciation of these modules, the volume looks much neater as a whole.

Ji Shi's essay did not deduct a lot of points. He compared it. Among the several monthly exams, his composition this time had the least points deducted. In order to express his appreciation for this essay, the correcting teacher specially put it next to his essay. Made a five-pointed star.

What shocked Ji Shi the most was that he scored more points in the composition than Huang Yaqiong this time, so that after Chinese class, several animals around him rushed to "appreciate" his masterpiece, and Ji Shi didn't stop him.

"Crazy, Ji Shi, how much do you want to get?" Zhou Weile took out his 108-point Chinese test paper, "I think our compositions are about the same, why are our scores so low?"

For the composition of 70 points, Zhou Weile scored a total of 40 points. He himself was lucky that he didn't deduct too many points, otherwise he would have failed the pass.

Ji Shi: "...you ask me why, I don't know either."

When he wrote the composition, he felt that he was a little bit free, but only for this composition about the concept of survival, he couldn't get high scores in every composition like Huang Yaqiong, and his stability was not good.

Teacher Xu asked him to be bold when writing essays. Ji Shi understood what he meant. His previous high-scoring essays also followed his heart and wrote whatever he wanted to write. play the topic.

"By the way, will Teacher Xu show off his well-written composition again this time?" Zhou Weile asked.

"Don't!"

When Ji Shi thought of that scene, he felt very speechless. He felt that the teacher did it not to show their excellence, but to make people laugh. Not only he couldn't stand it, Huang Yaqiong's composition was shown every time. .

Teacher Xu also said before that she wanted to publish the well-written compositions of her class to the literature club as a collection of compositions, and Huang Yaqiong was overwhelmed at the thought.

The literary club in Z is a group of literary youths. Their school just started building a campus network this year, and the "masterpieces" of the literary club are posted on the campus network for the younger students to "admire".

It is obviously inappropriate to put the word admiration here, but it can just describe their mood.

Really outrageous.

Moreover, the instructor of their literature club is also a middle-aged and elderly man in literature and art, and he prefers the kind of articles about parting and parting. That happens to be the subject that Ji Shi is not good at, and he doesn't like to read it, and he feels very sour.

Their literature club also publishes a magazine in the school every issue, printing a lotus flower that the middle-aged and old people love most, dragging out a sour sentence, and then printing an article by grade.

Let Ji Shi describe the aesthetics of the literature club. He glanced at a female channel website N years later, and the opening screen of Jinjiang Literature City is almost in this style.

Whenever the anthology of the literature society is distributed, Ji Shi is especially thankful that his composition is not good enough.

So he felt that, among other things, his composition must not be taken by Mr. Xu and let him join the literature club. Huang Yaqiong joined the literature club once before, but she quickly quit. She said that she was worried that her normal writing style would be affected. Go back and get a failing grade in the composition and it's over.

……

After the Chinese class, after finishing the eye exercises, take another 10-minute break, and the last physics class is coming.

Among the grades in several subjects this time, Ji Shi is most looking forward to physics, because he feels that he feels pretty good in physics this time. He can roughly feel how many points he has scored in other subjects except Chinese. Only physics does not. Feeling, but he was looking forward to it.

Ji Shi looks forward to seeing his breakthrough.

On the contrary, Mathematics, who only had classes in the afternoon, was the least worried. He always felt smooth when doing mathematics. After the exam, he felt that he did well in the exam and his score would never be low.

He actually feels the same way about physics this time, but his feeling is often effective in mathematics and English, but not necessarily in physics.

He always thought that he had reviewed both physics and chemistry very well.

"Ji Shi, how much do you plan to take the physics test this time?" Huang Yaqiong asked him across the aisle.

With the lessons learned from the Chinese class, their classmates are all active in the classroom in this class, and no one goes out. After all, the teachers are the most irritable on the day of the exam. Even if the physics teacher usually has a good personality, it is not them Can be easily provoked.

"I plan to take the 120 test, do you believe it?" Ji Shi glanced at Huang Yaqiong, "I didn't lie."

"Let's save a life." Huang Yaqiong slumped on the back of the chair, but unfortunately the back of the chair was too hard to poke her head, so she could only bounce back on the table, "Every time I wait for the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry, I feel like I can lose ten catties, in comparison, it may be better to just take the exam."

"Unlimited agreement." Zhou Weile weakly raised his hand.

"Chemistry 118 please don't talk, thank you."

After they get acquainted, they are not polite at all. A group of people envy each other. Anyway, each of them has a subject that others can't catch up with. Even though Yao Meng is rarely the first in a subject, his total score is often the first. This is even more enviable.

The only one who is sad is probably Zeng Tairan.