Chapter 64 Countdown, Graduation Exam

  The days of the graduation exam are countable, and the junior high school did not have a holiday like the college entrance examination. We fought until two days before the exam because it was Saturday and Sunday.

  The head teacher and the math English teachers came to our class to give us a pre-exam speech. The head teacher, of course, took the lead and said: "Classmates, I've been your head teacher since you were in grade three, and we've spent four unforgettable years together. Time has flown by... Okay, I won't say anything else. You're not far from success now, work hard, and I wish everyone a successful junior high school entrance exam two days later, and a bright future ahead."

  The English teacher said, "Your language teacher has already said a lot, so I won't add anything unnecessary. You are all lovely kids. No matter whether your previous teachers were strict or loving towards you, the teachers like you and hope everything goes smoothly in your exams, and that one of you will be on the honor roll."

  "The quietest math teacher finally spoke up, 'Classmates, go home and relax thoroughly, but don't forget the little tricks for the math exam that I've prepared for you. In short, remember, with the little trick in hand, all exams will be OK! The teacher is waiting for your triumphant return! You are my pride!'"

  In our applause, the teacher's words came to an end. We asked the teacher to leave a message in each of our autograph books, and then went home.

  I don't know how others spent their two-day countdown, but mine was really relaxing. My dad treated me and my cousin like treasures, he made a special diet for us, saying it wouldn't make us too full but had all the necessary nutrients. My mom was even more exaggerated, not only did she buy us glucose, but also DHA, saying it would make us smarter, two tablets a day, one in the morning and one at noon.

  I'm used to it, nothing much. During middle school and high school entrance exams, my parents were like this too. But my cousin wasn't, he was forced to eat those DHA tablets and almost cried because the smell was really bad, and he had to hold them under his tongue until they dissolved. My cousin tried to be lazy, pulling on grandma's sleeve saying "Grandma, can I not eat it? It's just a small exam, there are still middle school and high school entrance exams later, don't make such a big deal out of it, it's giving me pressure. That tablet really makes me want to throw up, one bite and I'll definitely feel nauseous, so please don't force me, okay?"

  Grandma stood by mom's side at the critical moment, saying with a bitter tone: "Grandson, good medicine tastes bitter but is beneficial to the illness, faithful words are hard to hear but beneficial to one's actions. Just eat it, and consider grandma's heart at ease. If you don't eat it, what if it works? Grandma is waiting for your admission notice from No. 1 Middle School, if I get it, I'll smile even in my sleep..."

  Grandma said a lot, and my cousin is a filial child. He nodded slowly with a helpless expression and still ate the tablet. On Monday, which was the first day of the exam, my cousin and I were woken up by our parents at the fixed time. After repeatedly checking our schoolbags to make sure everything was ready, Dad drove us to school for the exam.

  My cousin and I were not in the same examination room, and even in our own examination rooms, we couldn't find anyone from my class. There was only one person from our school, but I just thought she looked familiar, without recognizing her.

  The first subject was Chinese, when the bell rang, the teacher said we could start, and everyone began to write hastily, as if they were afraid of not finishing on time. But it's understandable, after all, they are children who have never experienced a big exam before, it's normal to be nervous. Unlike me, an old hand at this sort of thing. I did the questions calmly and slowly, when I got to the composition question, I glanced at my watch, there were still fifty minutes left, which was more than enough for me.

  But just then, I found that a boy in front of me didn't know whether he was done or not, kept turning his pen there, and I was speechless. I thought to myself, "It's strange if the teacher doesn't come to find you later." I chose to ignore him and continued to review the questions. Sure enough, after I finished outlining, the teacher saw him and came over to say: "Classmate, please don't turn your pen and make noise, other classmates are still doing their papers. If you're done with your paper, please check it carefully, if not, you can hand it in ahead of time."

  The boy raised his head and looked at the teacher, saying: "I know, I won't turn in my pen next time. But teacher, I'm not done yet, I can't hand it in. And my mom doesn't allow me to hand it in early, she's waiting for me outside the exam room."

  The teacher said patiently: "Then classmate, you just do the test paper seriously, there is still plenty of time left."

  The boy said again: "But teacher I won't be able to do it, I don't understand the composition question, my compositions have always been failing."

  The teacher then realized that this boy was either really stupid or intentionally causing trouble, and didn't say anything more unnecessary, only saying: "Classmate, please keep quiet."

  It didn't take five minutes for the boy to get sick again, he stopped making noise, but from time to time he leaned back against the desk, and I was the one who suffered. First, I called the teacher, the teacher warned him, but he still pretended to be stupid. Later, another teacher called the teacher who was stopping this boy away, I don't know what they said, that teacher didn't care about this boy's behavior anymore. It seems like this boy has some background, speechless.

  I followed the principle of not provoking him but also not being afraid, and kept moving my desk back. As a result, this boy took advantage of the situation and also moved his chair back. Later, I really couldn't take it anymore, so I ignored him and focused on writing my composition as if he didn't exist.

  As expected, he

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  After the language exam was over, there was a half-hour break in between, and then it was math. I went out to use the restroom and happened to look for Xiaoxiao and his friends, who were in another exam room. Xiaoxiao saw me first and smiled, saying: "Xiaoxiao, are you okay? There's no familiar face in this exam room, so you came to visit us, huh? Come on, let's talk about something happy."

  I said with a bit of frustration: "Alright, alright, you and the pancake are in the same exam room, it's only natural that there would be some consideration. I really didn't check my horoscope before leaving the house today, and I ran into a total weirdo."

  Xiao Xiao quickly asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong?" I took a deep breath and said: "Forget it, I won't say it. Saying it would affect my mood. There are strange things every year, but this year is especially full of them."

  Xiao Xiao comforted me, saying: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about it anymore. The next exam is math, which is your strong suit, isn't it? Cheer up and smile, you're still young."

  "I'm not old either." "Yes yes yes, you're not old, it's just that when you frown, wrinkles are more likely to form."

  I looked up and said: "The world is so beautiful, but I am so violent. This is not good, not good!" As I spoke, I shook my head.

  At this time, laughter came from behind, turned around to see that it was the boy, and next to him was Burnt Biscuit. I gave Burnt Biscuit a look, and he looked helpless, probably because of his loss-making friend.

  That boy seemed to understand my hint, and smiled: "The extreme product you mentioned earlier is me, I'm really honored. So let me introduce myself, my name is Li Mu Yu, a good brother of mosquitoes. I've heard your name before, today I see you, it's indeed that hearing the name is not as good as meeting in person, quite an interesting little girl. The exam just now was 'meeting gift', you passed the test." As he spoke, his eyes scanned me up and down.

  I first gave him a glance, the expression I was referring to is yours. Later, I felt like being stared at like a commodity, which was very uncomfortable. I thought this person's face skin was thick enough. He said: "My name is Nan Xiao, I suppose you already know that, thank you for your 'appreciation'." The two words "appreciation" were especially emphasized in tone, and he glanced at Wu Hanwen sideways. Only then did Wu Hanwen say a sentence, "Yu Zi, can we stop now? You've met her, don't bother her. There's still an exam below, let's each go back to our own exam room."

  I glanced at my watch and there were about seven or eight minutes left, so I told Xiao that we would head back home together after the exam, and then headed back to the examination room with Li Murong.

  When taking the math test, Li Muyu didn't bother me again and was doing his paper seriously. He finished quickly, of course I wasn't weak either, after all I'm a college student too, the junior high school math test was still a piece of cake for me.

  Afternoon English is a bit difficult, especially listening comprehension. However, this difficulty can't beat me because I lost points in the English test in my previous life when I took the college entrance examination, so from the very beginning of learning English this time around, I've been focusing on listening and speaking skills.

  Out of the examination room, I saw students of all shapes and sizes. Some said they finally finished the exam and let out a sigh of relief. Some said they didn't do well in some areas and were worried. Others said they did well and were overjoyed. As for me, I followed the crowd out of the examination room and shouted at the sky: "Come on! Come on! Move forward to junior high school!"

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