The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

Ye Kong looked forward to the sky and the earth, and finally the monthly exam the day after tomorrow came.

Four or 10 minutes before the start of the exam, Xiong Fan organized the students on duty to set up the exam room, and the rest of the students went to their own exam room to prepare in advance. Boss Huang stayed in his seat, holding the Chinese papers in his last desperate struggle.

While packing up his things, Ye Kong hummed a little tune in a happy mood, and was taken aback by Huang He who was in a state of distress beside him. He leaned over and asked hesitantly, "Brother Kong, are you sure this time?"

Ye Kong sorted out the test papers, raised his head and smiled, "Seventy to eighty percent."

The tone sounded very relaxed and confident. Huang He's eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little tricky. He lowered his head even more, and asked mysteriously and quietly, "Did you get your dream ahead of time?"

Ye Kong stopped what he was doing, and asked in confusion, "What dream?"

Huang Hexin said, still pretending.

He rubbed his hands, and continued to lower his voice to remind: "That's...the answer."

Ye Kong suddenly realized.

Before each exam, the students in the exam room at the back like to gather together, leaning against the railings in the corridor in rows, chatting about their recent studies and exploring each other.Then get to know who has the highest score in a single subject, and after the selection of the light of the examination room, everyone will surround him with hype——

"Big brother, you are so strong in mathematics!"

"Brother, you missed two exams last time, and you scored higher than me in both exams!"

"Brother, you are the reincarnation of Wenquxing!"

......

After the embarrassment, I concluded my statement-Jianghu emergency, write the answer on a note later and let me take a look.

After a long time and more times, everyone knows the truth in the examination room.

The answer is in hand, I have the dream.

Holding the note is equivalent to holding hope.

However, under Boss Huang's eager anticipation, Ye Kong shook his head: "I have no answer."

Huang He couldn't believe it: "Then you say...you are [-] to [-]% sure."

Ye Kong ostentatiously pointed to the only signature on his school uniform, "I have Lao Xia possessed, so I'm probably humble enough to say that."

Huang He opened his mouth wide, looking at the two bold and powerful characters on Ye Kong's chest, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xia Ci tapped Boss Huang's head with a cylinder made of test papers, and said with a warning tone: "Don't take my deskmate down."

"..."

Huang He felt that he failed to catch his dream and was fed a ton of dog food instead. He felt very wronged, but he had to bow down for the score. He smoothed a blank spot in his school uniform and said earnestly: "Brother Ci Sign one for me, I also want to learn to possess a spirit."

"Fuck, don't attach." Ye Kong was the first to jump out and said he didn't want to, "At what age are you still superstitious about this, the exam pays attention to integrity and science, don't engage in these heresy."

Huang He: "..." Who showed off first? !

Xia Ci stood aside, suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, then pushed Ye Kong out, waited until he reached the door, and waved inside, "Boss Huang, you are asking for blessings."

Huang He's hand holding the pen trembled slightly. He was now convinced that these two people were the most hateful devils in the history of No. [-] Middle School.

The two devils walked towards the teaching building side by side, and there were few people passing by in the corridor. Ye Kong naturally took Xia Ci's hand. The sleeves of the school uniform were too long, half of their palms were blocked. From behind it looks like just fingers hooking fingers.

After holding on for a few seconds, Xia Ci twisted his wrist to make a move, "There are people in the teaching building ahead."

Ye Kong didn't let it go, his attitude was arrogant but calm: "I'll replenish some energy before the exam, they can take care of it."

Xia Ci smiled, thinking that this person is addicted to charging.

When he arrived at the teaching building, Ye Kong let go of his hand and pointed to the stairs in front, "I have to go up."

Xia Ci hummed: "Take the exam well, don't sleep."

Ye Kong patted his chest and made a promise: "Don't worry, I will definitely arrange an 800-word composition."

Xia Ci nodded, turned and went downstairs.

The seat arrangement for each monthly exam in the No. [-] Middle School is arranged according to the ranking of the last round of results. The lower the floor and the front of the exam room, the better the result.

When Xia Ci walked into the first examination room, all the candidates inside had already arrived, and they were all sitting in their seats to check for omissions and make up for the vacancies. Apart from the sound of pages turning, the classroom was quiet.

It is very different from the 25th examination room where they called brothers and sisters and called for help when they met everyone.

Xia Ci put down a few black pens, and the crisp sound of the pen cap colliding with the desk caught the attention of some people. In the originally quiet examination room, there was a small burst of discussion.

Although the voice of discussion is not loud, but in a quiet environment, a few words can still be heard clearly.

It's the old gossip about him getting fired for a fight.

Quite boring.

Xia Ci tapped impatiently on the table with his fingertips, and suddenly his clothes were gently torn by the classmate behind him, he turned his head slowly, and a "war letter" was handed to him.

According to the test number, sitting behind Xia Ci is the second grader named Yang Le.

I heard from Zhou Huaizhi before that before Xia Ci transferred to No. [-] Middle School, he was also the number one figure in every grade.

In the last joint exam with No. [-] Middle School, Yang Le was full of confidence. In Yuan Jie's class, he made a bold statement that he would despise No. [-] Middle School bullies. As a result, when the results came down, Xia Ci severely dumped him forty points.

Needless to say, face has been lost to the Pacific Ocean.

The second monthly exam, no matter what, he had to win it back. After thinking about it all morning, Yang Le decided to give Xia Ci a challenge letter.Whoever has the highest score in the battle, the loser goes to the door of the opponent's class and shouts three times: You are amazing, I lost.

Xia Ci read this gauntlet that was temporarily transformed from scratch paper from beginning to end.

Xia Ci couldn't help laughing when he saw the last sentence "I swear to be ashamed, do you dare to fight me?"

Xin said, this pot head is not a bit of a second disease.

Xia Ci folded the war book and returned it to the back table, and said casually: "If you want to compare, just do it."

Yang Le didn't expect him to agree so quickly, he didn't realize it for a while, "...Are you sure? I'm fully prepared this time."

Xia Ci turned the pen and frowned: "Is there a word for comparison?"

Yang Le: "Compare!"

Xia Ci: "Just follow what you wrote on the paper, whoever loses will follow suit."

Yang Le was so shocked by the boss's aura that he didn't dare to speak loudly, as if he had been ordered to fight, "...OK, let's follow what is written in the letter of challenge."

Xia Ci turned her head, and the ugly love who was pillowing on her cuffs closed her eyes and meditated.

Compared with the quiet first test room, the No. 20 fifth test room is simply a vegetable market. A group of people gathered together to discuss how to "help each other" in the upcoming test.

Ye Kong sat on the seat, and for the first time, he didn't brag with others, but honestly flipped through the composition material book.

He promised Xia Ci to resign, and to take the monthly exam seriously, starting from every step.

The classmate sitting in front of Ye Kong was still the little brother who couldn't turn over the book last time. This time he brought the booklet again, put it in the innermost pocket of the desk, and blocked it with a blue test paper backing board.

He turned back and tapped Ye Kong's desktop with a pen, and said actively, "Brother Kong, do you want to write the answers to the questions silently? This time I'm sure."

Ye Kong asked noncommittally: "Have you endorsed it?"

"I didn't memorize it," said the little brother, "but I passed it in class before I came to the examination room, and I will guarantee it."

Ye Kong hummed, "Then tell me what the next sentence of 'Riding the Wind and the Waves Will Be Sometimes' is."

The little brother took out the booklet, turned it back and forth, and recalled: "...Who wrote it? Han Yu?"

Ye Kong: "..." Fortunately, I didn't believe this guy.

"Don't turn it over," Ye Kong lowered his head and continued to read the material book, "hanging the cloud sails to help the sea, highlight the key points, and take the test."

The little brother stared blankly at the big brother.My heart has changed, Brother Kong not only doesn't want to answer now, but also looks more and more like a scholar.

This is more fantasy than fantasy novels.

The little brother was silently surprised for a while, and then joined the embarrassing army in front. In the noisy classroom, only Ye Kong was left with a quiet stream.

The first exam bell rang, and Lao Ji hurried in from the door with a stack of unopened test papers under her arms and a steaming teacup in her hand, "Students, be quiet, the exam is about to take place. Hand in everything that has nothing to do with the exam, especially your mobile phone, and a visiting teacher will check it with a metal detector later, so you better be honest."

Ye Kong was sitting not far from the podium. He took out his phone, first looked at the kid eating candied haws on the lock screen, and then unlocked it to look at the boy in the sun on the main screen.

The irritable mood made by the book was immediately soothed a lot.

He closed his mobile phone and put it on the podium, then lay down on his seat and waited for the test papers to be distributed.

Ye Kong has changed little by little from the beginning of school to the present, and Lao Ji has seen it in her eyes, and she is very relieved, which makes him firm in one idea.

Students who study well will subtly change the students around them, and good enough quality can be spread.

In the next semester, he has to let Xia Ci and Ye Kong sit at the same table.

"Have you handed in all the things?" Lao Ji opened the test paper, "There is no more, I'm ugly at the beginning. After I send out the test paper and find someone with a mobile phone, it doesn't matter whether you turn it off or not." , are considered fraud.”

There was no sound at all, and he silently hid the mobile phone in his pocket more tightly.

Lao Ji distributed the test papers.

When Ye Kong got the test paper, he looked at the ancient poems and filled in the blanks. Auspicious people have their own appearances. Fortunately, they were all sentences that they had memorized in the past two days.

He wrote in a flurry, except for two uncertain typos, the rest of the answers were relatively complete. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this time he must have improved compared to the last time.

An hour later, one after another, people started to hand in the papers. They only filled in a few multiple-choice questions, and there was a lot of blank reading and composition later. He coaxed him back and asked him not to hand in the papers until the time came.

Ye Kong filled all the previous questions, whether it was right or not, anyway, the correct attitude is here.

God knows how many half of his brain cells were consumed just by writing the previous reading questions. He spent 10 to [-] minutes thinking about the last argumentative composition, but he couldn't finish it.

Xia Ci said that at the beginning of an argumentative essay, write some words that famous people have said, and then discuss it with examples and your own views. The score of the composition written in this way will generally not be too low.

Ye Kong understands the truth, but he has never read famous quotes from famous people, let alone write something that fits this composition.

Ye Kong was a little irritable in his heart, he really wanted to eat a white rabbit toffee at this time.

He touched the name on the school uniform, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He recalled the English names that often appeared in English books, and then combined with reality.

He wrote at the beginning of the composition: Huang Bob He once said...

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