Seeing Duan Yun enter the classroom, several students who were talking and laughing with Song Guozhong turned their heads one after another.

If you don't want to be seen, you won't be welcomed, but no one dares to sneer at Duan Yun in front of him, after all, this kid is as strong as a calf, and he doesn't look like a good stubble, so no one will touch this kind of mold.

Duan Yun came in with his front foot, and the tutor followed with his back foot, holding a stack of rolls in his arms, and walked onto the podium.

Compared with the printers and photocopiers that have long been popularized in factory schools in later generations, factory enterprise schools, especially schools, still use hand-engraved wax paper mimeographs to print examination papers in recent years.

Usually two or three copies of the test paper or document can be copied on carbon paper, if there are more than five, it must be engraved on wax paper and mimeographed.

The wax paper is placed in a cardboard box, and a special steel plate is taken out and padded on it, and the words are written and engraved with a special "fountain pen". Engraving wax paper is definitely a technical job, light and heavy, light and not transparent wax print, heavy wax paper will be engraved, wax paper can not be printed if broken, all efforts are lost.

The test papers engraved on this kind of wax paper have a smell of ink, which has also become a memory of many people in later generations when they were students.

And these returning teachers who teach at night schools are all masters of wax paper mimeographing, so it is easy for them to do a test paper once a week.

Duan Yun sat in his place, and when he saw the test paper held by the teacher on the podium, he secretly said that it was not good.

It turned out that Duan Yun came to listen to the class today with the original intention of mixing up with the class rate and dealing with it simply, not to mention books, he didn't even bring a pencil, and now if he took the exam, he couldn't even answer the papers.

However, the more Duan Yun was afraid of anything, he just came, and saw the math teacher on the podium take a look at the full students under the podium, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's conduct a mock test tonight, and everyone will put the books they brought in the desk, and then turn the table around. ”

Although this kind of staff night school is not as strict as primary and secondary schools, and it is all up to the students' own intuition, because this test involves the elimination rules of the staff night school, it is still a bit formal.

"Brother, pick me up for a pen. Duan Yun turned his head to a student behind him and asked.

"I brought a pen with me. The students behind him said without raising their heads

"This friend, can you borrow a pen?" Duan Yunyou asked a girl on the left.

"No ......"

"Song squad leader ......"

"Sorry, I brought a pen with me. As Song Guozhong spoke, he subconsciously covered another fountain pen in his jacket pocket with his hand.

“......”

And Cheng Qingyan, who was sitting on the side, saw this scene and immediately frowned slightly.

Duan Yun asked a few people, but none of them lent him a pen, and just as Duan Yun got up with an embarrassed face to borrow a pen from the teacher, Cheng Qingyan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly took out the pencil case she brought from the desk.

"I still have a pen, use it. After Cheng Qingyan opened the pencil case, she took out a fountain pen and said to Duan Yun.

"Qingyan, in case your pen breaks...... Don't you leave a root for backup?" Song Guozhong, who was sitting in front of him, immediately turned his head when he heard this, and glanced at Cheng Qingyan again and again.

"Thank you!" Seeing this, Duan Yun immediately thanked Cheng Qingyan with a full face, and then said to Song Guozhong with a cold face: "It's not that I borrowed your pen, where are you talking so much nonsense!?"

Duan Yun could naturally see that Song Guozhong obviously didn't want Cheng Qingyan to borrow his pen, so he simply didn't get used to him, and directly reprimanded.

Duan Yun knew that the 'elites' of the night school didn't seem to be kind to him, but he didn't plan to let these people look down on him, so he naturally wouldn't be polite when he encountered this kind of thing.

"You ......" Song Guozhong didn't expect Duan Yun to be so horizontal.

"It's all classmates, don't talk like that, otherwise, give me back the pen. Cheng Qingyan said with a slight frown.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, thank you. Seeing this, Duan Yun thanked Cheng Qingyan again before turning his head.

Holding the fountain pen that Cheng Qingyan lent him, Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a little more good about the factory flower of this Red Star Gear Factory, at least now, it seems that she is not as cold and arrogant as Gao Lei commented before, and she is still quite good.

However, Duan Yun didn't think much about it, and he could also see that Cheng Qingyan lent him a pen completely out of a kind of mutual help among classmates.

The scroll was passed from the front row to the back, and after Duan Yun spread out the scroll and glanced at it, he was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't because he was stumped by the questions on this paper, but on the contrary, he found that the questions on this paper were simply outrageous!

Later generations will always say that the college entrance examination in the eighties was difficult, but in fact, it is difficult to say the acceptance rate here.

Limited by the underdeveloped education in this year, the limited number of teachers, and the small number of students who are qualified to apply for universities, coupled with the single-digit admission rate, it is really a single-plank bridge for people in this era.

However, in terms of the difficulty of the test papers of the college entrance examination, it still cannot be compared with later generations, and many knowledge points that must be tested in later generations have not yet been covered on the syllabus, so the difficulty of the test questions on the paper itself is relatively simple.

Hardly thinking too much, after Duan Yun wrote his name on the exam paper, he quickly entered the state of answering the question.

The other students in the classroom were almost all frowning, and this exam paper was obviously not difficult for them.

At this time, Song Guozhong, who was sitting in front of Cheng Qingyan, spread his legs from time to time, peeking at the textbook pressed under his thighs, looking a little nervous.

This scene can often be seen in exams in primary and secondary schools, but it is a bit funny when it appears in Zhao Guozhong, an older young man in his early thirties.

One minute.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes passed......

Just when many students had just entered a state of thinking for a long time, Duan Yun only had the last side of the application question left.

After another ten minutes, Duan Yun had easily finished writing the last question of the test paper, and he didn't check it, but after a general glance, he looked up and said to the substitute teacher: "Teacher, I'm done!"

As soon as Duan Yun's words fell, the eyes of everyone in the class turned to him.

Except for a few people who looked at Duan Yun with a little surprise, the faces of the others were obviously a little sneering.

The thing is obvious, no one can answer a standard mock exam paper in such a short time, Duan Yun handed in the paper so early, obviously he has chosen to give up.

"Hand in the papers, and you're good to go. After glancing at Duan Yun, the old teacher said lightly.

"Hey. After Duan Yun answered, he subconsciously put the pen in his pocket, got up and walked up to the podium to take the test paper, and strode away......