Chapter 151 Monitor, your hands are so small
On Saturday, the school was quiet, and the basketball court outside the window was cordoned off.
The senior high school students really put a lot of thought into this college entrance examination. According to probability calculation, about one-third of each class in the senior year of high school is distributed in Building B.
The examination room was bustling with people.
To be precise, this is Li Qingrong’s examination room.
The classroom is empty, with only thirty people in total. Since it was a science examination room, the number of girls in the classroom could be counted on two hands, and the one who attracted the most attention was naturally Li Qingrong.
The girl's sitting posture is very upright, but she does not look rigid. A thick high ponytail looks beautiful. What is really attractive is the white neck and soft jawline.
Under the autumn sunshine, the earlobes are honey-colored, like translucent pink amber. The whole person's temperament looked cold, and no one dared to come forward to disturb him.
Several boys pretended to look out the window and glanced at the girl by the window. I silently thought to myself that it would be nice if my seat was closer to her.
Maybe the story can unfold along the old-fashioned plot of picking up an eraser and borrowing a pencil, and then add QQ to show Asasi’s humorous side.
This is how it is drawn in Japanese comics, Takagi, Mai-senpai, or Tamako. Ming Hina Ino, Bing Guo, the autumn sky, the changing taste of the earth, Tang San Xiao Wu and so on.
It seems that there are a lot of complicated ingredients mixed in, but it doesn’t matter.
Pure love is invincible, all it takes is an opportunity to pick up a pen.
Hmm. Is it possible that one of her pens rolled halfway across the classroom and landed at her feet? What kind of drama is this? Will the other party confess in dialect?
Hiss ~ Do you want to pretend that you don’t understand Hakka? It’s hard to choose if it’s easy to send!
Classmate Gao Leng confessed in unintelligible dialect.
What should the child’s name be in the future?
There is still some time before the exam starts, and occasionally people can be seen visiting the exam room.
Yu Tongjie was no exception. He was also assigned to take the exam on the third floor of Building B. And after putting down the examination stationery, he rushed to the examination room where Li Qingrong was located as soon as possible.
As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that the atmosphere was not right. Several boys in the classroom had wandering eyes. He seemed to be looking at Li Qingrong by the window intentionally or unintentionally, and couldn't help but sneer.
Do you know him? Just look at it blindly, what can you see?
Yu Tongjie did not speak directly to Li Qingrong and did not know what to say.
He has a better way.
A few minutes later, Yu Tongjie walked to an acquaintance in an examination room. Chat loudly with him, popping up some advanced vocabulary from time to time.
“The Apple Watch is just like that. xxx said it was given to me, but I didn’t want it.”
“Damn it, that costs a lot of money, right?”
“Hey, it’s not money. It's a matter of money." Yu Tongjie waved his hand and glanced at Li Qingrong, "The main thing is that I can't accept it. It's useless to ask for it." "Hi~" The friend also cooperated and took a breath, "By the way, Brother Yu, I heard"
Many people in the examination room were attracted by Yu Tongjie’s voice, either surprised or disdainful.
Yu Tongjie talks eloquently, moves exaggeratedly, and bursts into laughter from time to time. The news of the death made it seem as if the lifeblood of the political and business circles in Zhennan County was in his hands.
In his own eyes, he is like the calm and restrained second generation of high-ranking officials.
After a while, a figure flashed in from outside the classroom door.
Jiang Nian walked in and took a look, then sat directly next to Li Qingrong. Many people in the examination room also looked at him with slightly surprised expressions.
No, who is this person?
"Squad leader, aren't you going to review?"
Li Qingrong glanced at him, withdrew his gaze and looked down at the table.
"Morning reading review is over."
"Oh, let me test you." Jiang Nian put one hand on the table and asked the question while looking at the face, "Returning to the garden and living in the middle, what is the ancient poem that shows the planting of various trees?"
Yu Tongjie was halfway through his words when he heard a familiar voice. Turning his head, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone beside Li Qingrong, and couldn't help but feel angry.
Where did the yellow hair come from?
Take a closer look and see why Jiang Nian is here too!
He couldn't help but hold his breath and listened carefully to the chat between Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong. On the one hand, I am curious, and on the other hand, I also want to know what topics Li Qingrong is interested in.
But after listening to it like this, the answer I got was.
“Monitor, don’t you like drinking water?”
“Monitor, your hair is tied up It’s so beautiful. How many hair ties do you have at home?”
“Squad leader, your hands are so small, why are they so whiter than mine?”
In an instant, Yu Tongjie’s eyes darkened and he almost couldn’t stop.
What a greasy man!
Li Qingrong glanced at him and ignored him with some questions. For example, why are my hands so white, but some questions have been answered and they are not exclusive.
Jiang Nian chatted for a while and left with satisfaction, leaving behind the sound of heartbreak everywhere.
Half of the boys in the examination room watched Huang Mao leave, inevitably feeling depressed for a moment. No. Do all good-looking girls like that?
In addition to having a good face, that person’s speech is greasy and unfunny! But why is it that the Japanese-style Asashi can’t compete with the local yellow hair after all?
Yu Tongjie left the examination room in a daze, until he returned to his own examination room by instinct. The moment I sat down, I came to my senses and realized that I should seize the time.
Get a score of 600 as early as possible, and then ask Lao Liu to change teams.
Just as I was thinking about it, two invigilators came in holding two sealed document bags.
The Chinese language test papers have been handed out.
The moment Jiang Nian got the test paper, his first impression was that the paper was of good quality. A scent of ink wafts out, and it's a little addictive after taking a sip.
He then turned to the last page and took a look at the composition title, a composition based on classic materials. Read Qu Yuan. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.
Please combine the materials and the context, blah blah blah.
The eight-part essay for the College Entrance Examination contains formulas at a glance.
The moment he saw the question, Jiang Nian already had several directions for solving the problem in his mind. But I didn't think about it in detail. I just made an impression first and then reviewed the question at the end.
He continued to write ancient poems and essays silently, and after finishing writing, he took a look at the reading comprehension. I was sure there was a story to read, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
Silently set a goal in your heart. As long as you finish the previous questions, you can read a story and take a break in the examination room.
I hope it’s not a bad story, bless you.
Jiang Nian’s handwriting is average and belongs to the type that neither looks good nor ugly. Therefore, he has no advantage in the paper and cannot get the sympathy points mentioned by Lao Liu.
But it doesn’t matter, Zhennan people don’t need sympathy.
The one hundred and fifty-minute Chinese test is over.
After school, Jiang Nian was busy grabbing food in the cafeteria and ran away as soon as he handed in his papers. He didn't even wait for Li Qingrong to leave the examination room together, let alone find anyone to discuss the answers to the test paper.
What is there to discuss about Chinese language? Is there a feast for literary giants?
Because I have a math test in the afternoon.
One of the subjects that Jiang Nian is least good at is also a nightmare that he has worked hard for a month to overcome. Of course, victory is impossible, just a few more points.
To this end, he devoted 120% of his energy.
After eating in the cafeteria, I hurried back to review and was picking up books in the corridor.
When I turned around and saw the bottom of the stairs, someone’s book basket seemed to have been stepped on. It's not the kind of incomplete explosion, but the book basket has been completely reduced to pieces.
Books were scattered all over the floor and slid down the stairs.
Jiang Nian was stunned and walked down a few steps, intending to pack up this man's books and pile them in place. After all, they are all senior high school buddies, comparing their feelings to each other.
I looked down and saw the name Yu Tongjie on the exercise book.
In an instant, Jiang Nian didn’t want to pick it up with his hands. I kicked it with my feet, kicked the books into a circle, and then left, thinking it was bad luck.
“Damn, I’m too kind, my Anta is dirty.”
At noon, there were only two boys left in the classroom during the lunch break.
Since the exam is only held at three o’clock in the afternoon, the lunch break usually ends at two o’clock. If you insist on self-study for this half period, I'm afraid you can only study for about fifteen minutes before the students go to the examination room.
Therefore, the senior high school grade group decided to cancel the self-study before the afternoon exam. Students' break time is extended from 10:30 to 3:00.
Needless to say, general school students can sleep a little longer at home.
The same goes for students who live on campus. They have never fought such a wealthy battle in their lives. They all chose to take a lunch break in the dormitory, get enough sleep and then get up to study mathematics.
In the classroom, Jiang Nian was not familiar with Luo Zhongping, but he roughly knew that he was Lin Dong's new roommate.
“Why don’t you sleep in the dormitory?”
Hearing this, Luo Zhongping raised his head from the pile of test papers and confirmed that Jiang Nian was talking to him.
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled honestly.
“I’m used to taking a lunch break in the classroom all the time. I can’t sleep when I go back to the dormitory.”
“Oh, that’s it.” Jiang Nian didn’t pay much attention and went back to his seat to continue reading and reviewing questions.
Half an hour later, there were still only two of them in the classroom.
Jiang Nian’s scheduled nap time was half past one, but now it’s only half past twelve. The classroom was silent, except for the occasional sound of turning books, until Luo Zhongping's voice rang out.
“That.”
Jiang Nian didn’t react at first and was immersed in the sea of questions. The classroom was silent for a few seconds before he realized that someone had just called him.
So, he turned back and looked at Luo Zhongping in the corner of the back door of the classroom.
“What’s wrong?”
Luo Zhongping, tall, thin and dark, was sitting on his seat. His voice sounded a little nervous, and he asked him through the empty class.
"Are you and Chen Yunyun together?"
"Huh??" Jiang Nian looked like an old man on the subway. What kind of nonsense is this? Have I lost my memory? "No, why do you suddenly ask that?"
In Jiang Nian's eyes, Luo Zhongping was in the classroom every lunch break. He has always been taciturn and looks a bit dull. I didn't expect him to ask this suddenly.
Hearing this, Luo Zhongping became visibly embarrassed.
“That’s right.”
Actually, just make up a reason, but Luo Zhongping got stuck. He didn't say anything for a long time, and the classroom suddenly fell silent.
Jiang Nian didn’t ask any more questions and just turned around.
Although it’s not a good idea to say this, I don’t want to explain that much. He is currently busy preparing for the math exam and can't hold anything else in his mind, let alone girls.
Women will betray you, but mathematics will not.
After a while, Luo Zhongping’s voice sounded again.
“Well, Brother Nian, do me a favor and pretend that I didn’t ask anything just now.”
Jiang Nian did not turn around, but raised his hand to make an OK gesture.
He lay down at half past one, woke up at around two o'clock, packed up his things and went straight to the examination room.
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