Chapter 3

  Chen Huaisheng continued to return to history textbooks.

  In addition to the middle school entrance examination, there are also subject exams for each course. In recent years, in order not to conflict with the middle school entrance examination, these exams have been held during the first semester of the third year of junior high school. Chen Huisheng still followed the habits of her previous life - or rather, from when she was dreaming - copying, note-taking, memorizing a large amount, and by the way, practicing calligraphy. The stack of notebook paper at home is already nearly half a meter high, and even if it's not in a relatively expensive notebook, just buying those blank sheets of paper has cost her over ten yuan!

  "You will take the exam and want everything to be perfect." Zhang Ying rarely said with a smile. Of course, he must have some intention of trying out.

  "I'm afraid it will affect the mock exam and the pre-exam of Zhongkao."

  "......Hmph! Looks like I need to work hard too."

  Pre-examination, a pre-selection examination for some excellent junior high school students in the urban area before the mid-term examination. However, the students who take the pre-examination are selected based on their scores in the mock examinations and the unified examination, although there is room for manipulation. Zhang Ying and Chen Heng have been among the top ten in their grade for two and a half years, so unless they make significant progress next semester, it's almost impossible for them to lose their pre-examination qualification.

  After class, except for the students on duty, everyone else left. Chen Huanhuan stood on the platform, stretched her legs and exercised her muscles, then went to the playground to run a couple of laps. She usually wore a cotton jacket, cotton pants and sneakers, so she didn't need to change clothes or shoes even when jogging slowly. Her parents' salaries weren't actually very low, and they could afford to spend money on new clothes every month, but if they wanted her to wear those tacky "fashionable" clothes, she'd rather stick with her white shirt and white sneakers!

  However, the pocket money her family gave her was mostly spent on books. In her first year of junior high school, she bought an Oxford English-Chinese dictionary for 20 yuan that she had earned herself. This year, when she went to a newly opened foreign language bookstore, she saw a new version and the price had gone up. She sat on the bus on her way home, beaming with joy, and under the astonished gaze of the sales clerk, she bought a high school grammar textbook, an elementary French textbook, and an elementary standard Japanese textbook at an educational bookstore when transferring buses. Well, think about how much money she spent on those two minor foreign languages? In the end, all that knowledge was given back to expensive training classes, leaving only some pronunciation rules.

  "Niang niang, I heard that this year Yizhong has opened an international class, which also has a separate pre-exam, but it's separate from the unified exam and high school entrance exam, so it won't affect normal high school admissions." Dad has many connections in the education system, of course, because he teaches at the Normal College. "Your English is so good, you can try out for it."

  "Let's get through the exam first."

  "Then I'll help you sign up!" Dad got the order and immediately ran out of Chen Huai's room to discuss with Mom.

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  Chen Huaicheng furrowed his brow.

  In my previous life, I thought the international class was too stressful and not interesting, so I gave up and attended a regular class. Of course, back then I had used my brain to get into the second middle school's junior high class, and even paid a sponsorship fee for school selection, but I was only ranked in the top 10 of the class, and didn't have a chance to take the pre-exam for the international class. This time, insisting on attending a local junior high school is the result of my firm resistance, using the reasons that it's far from home and there are no elementary school classmates to help each other.

  So, if I change my track and attend an international class, the learning pressure won't be particularly great for myself now... then taking exams in other cities, other schools... I also won't run into that university classmate ex-husband from my past life.

  This choice is great!

  Chen Haotian made up his mind to take the international class exam!

  The next day at school, Zhang Ying handed over a note:

  This year, our school is only holding a pre-exam for international classes, I plan on taking it, are you?

  Chen Huaisheng's first thought was that his words were as ugly as they had been for two or three years, and his second thought was that this guy also had some connections.

  She nodded at him and replied:

  My English is still okay, bring it on!

  Look! After deliberate copying practice, although it's still a distance from hard pen calligraphy, her handwriting has indeed improved a lot.

  Zhang Ying nodded and didn't mention it again.

  Next is the exam.

  Chen Hui spent the entire winter break only visiting her grandparents and great-uncle's family, declining all other social invitations under the pretext of preparing for exams. In fact, she was still afraid of participating in such conversations, fearing that something inconsistent with her age or generation would slip out. When relatives came to visit, she also wore cotton shoes and went to the school playground to jog and do push-ups, trying to avoid them as much as possible. Usually, her conversations with her parents were mostly about studying, food, and prices. To be honest, she was quite satisfied with the cost-effectiveness of products like glycerin, honey shampoo, and sandalwood soap.

  Then she put this New Year's money in the bottom drawer and planned to deposit it into a bank for her university tuition after getting her ID card.

  Before you know it, the mock exam is here.

  This time she brought out all her strength and luck - the composition of Chinese language was on a par with that of high school, not so childish topic, her score was higher - the first in total score of the whole class.

  Zhang Ying's second

  The second mock exam, still ranked first in this name.

  There were three people from our class who went to take the pre-exam for the international class at Yizhong. Chen Haosheng, Zhang Ying, and a child of one of our school's teachers. About ten people from the whole grade level went.

  "Don't you think that apart from chemistry, most of the others are high school content?" Zhang Ying waited for Chen Huaicheng at the bicycle shed after finishing the last exam.

  "How can you not even get a good score? Seriously! You're not incapable!"

  "Hey, are you going to take arts or science?" Zhang Ying started talking more because their grades were all in the same range.

  "...... Maybe science class." Chen Xuan suddenly remembered that there was also a division between liberal arts and sciences. "Or maybe foreign languages."

  "The international class may have one arts and two science classes."

  “……I haven't thought about what major to take in college yet. But it seems that finance and accounting are also options for science students... I might just take liberal arts.” Chen Huai Cheng started to hesitate. In his past life, he studied science but ended up studying more liberal arts subjects, if only he had known better, he would have taken liberal arts directly! He spent a lot of effort on physics and chemistry, but the results were far inferior to English, not to mention Chinese language and literature, this cost-benefit ratio was really too low! Besides, he estimated that what he feared most in the college entrance exams was probably English and politics.

  Well, otherwise, I'd rather study foreign languages, it's more relaxing and less tiring for a petty citizen... won't be exhausted to death before the age of 50 like the previous generation...

  "Chen Hua Sheng? Are you going or not?!" Zhang Ying called out several times before finally rousing her from her reverie.

  "Uh-huh, let's go! I'm planning to take a foreign language course."

  "Oh." Zhang Ying secretly let out a sigh of relief. This way, she would have one less competitor when applying to university. "I'm majoring in computer science, so I'll be taking the physics exam."

  "Uh, I should be taking history. English language and literature should be pretty good to read. Of course, it's not easy to do well! Finding a good job is even harder. But Chen Huan didn't fear finding a job, she really wasn't afraid, what she feared was dying early, having a good career and a good daughter but quietly and lonely dying young..."

  It's just a turning point soon. Two competitors ride towards their respective destinations, neither of which is home.