Exams for this kind of thing.

There must be a holiday.

If you take a small test and have a little fun, there will be a lot less homework.

If you don't take the exam, you don't have to play, so what do you see? Hurry up and work hard to build socialism after taking classes seriously!

So the mentality should be correct, for example, I won't go to the evening self-study on the night of the 3rd.

I'm tired and don't want to run to school.

Anyway, if Lao Lu was looking for him, he would have a quantum computer problem to discuss with him.

Just kidding, Bald Road came over early in the morning and asked, "What's wrong? I didn't come to self-study last night?"

"I ate something bad and my stomach hurts. ”

The thief he said was true, and he would never show any feet.

But Lao Lu didn't believe it, "I see how good you can do this time this time." ”

This sentence didn't scare Wen Xiaoguang, but it scared Dai Weiyi, this old brother,

Reading class early in the morning is particularly exciting.,Staring at the English word list is a meal.,The voice is loud and loud.,One by one, I put that thought,

The key is the American accent of the Xianzhou dialect version, and the mouth is full of the feeling of 'what are you'.

"Why didn't you come last night, I still have a lot of questions for you. ”

Wen Xiaoguang was embarrassed to tell the truth, in fact...... That's one of the reasons not to come.

I can earn 300 for online voice chat at home. It's 600.

This student is very expensive now, okay!

Scold.

"I can't do it for a month by your side, can it work in one night?"

Hearing this, Dai Weiyi's heart sank, I rely on it, the little confidence that I finally gathered was dispersed by your special words!

This morning's test was Chinese, which was quite easy, and the afternoon test of mathematics, my brother, was more relaxed.

When the morning reading class was over, everyone began to move, and Wen Xiaoguang didn't know what to prepare, so he took a pen and set off.

The middle school exam positions are basically ranked by grade, so Fei Xin is in the same exam room with him.

Cherish this opportunity, Sao Nian, this is the last time in your life.

Remember this moment, Sao Nian, in the same examination room as Wen Xiaoguang, this will be the pinnacle of your life.

On the eve of the exam, Fei Xin finally couldn't be happy and turned into a waste letter.

He sat in a position in front of Wen Xiaoguang's right, and he was shaking his legs all the time, trembling as if he didn't have a CD.

Wen Xiaoguang, who was watching it, was anxious, and he asked out loud, "What's the matter, it's cold?"

"Aren't you nervous, aren't you nervous?" asked the Waste Letter rhetorically.

As for the rhetorical question......

He didn't speak, just put one hand on his cheek, turned the pen with the other, and looked at him.

Waste: "......"

"You're going to bring a pen with you?"

Wen Xiaoguang said: "Enough. ”

There is nothing new in the exam, the only variable is to see if the young female teacher who invigilates the exam is very beautiful.

If it's ugly, my heart will be groaning,

If it's beautiful, my heart will be pouting, I'm afraid this exam will be planted,

Anyway, the heart is not lost, and you can sigh no matter what.

Don't say it, although there are no clear-looking teachers in Class 8, all of them have the appearance of mudslides, but in today's Chinese test, there is a very young and tasteful teacher.

No. 4 Middle School is not always a dinosaur paradise, which is unfair to young male teachers.

This teacher is about 1.6 meters tall and has a regular shoulder-length hair.

Dressed in a green dress, she has a weak and quiet temperament, a pair of big eyes like a hidden fairy, and two dimples when she laughs.

This is called a gentle soft girl!

It's like the one at home, my good man, the roof hasn't been lifted off yet, it's completely upstairs that she doesn't dare to mess with.

Wen Xiaoguang shook his head and sighed, the gap is too big, it would be too comfortable to put it at home like this.

Every day I go home is different.

If only Wen Xiaoxiao could be delicate......

Wen Xiaoguang slapped himself in the face, and in broad daylight, he was daydreaming.

The female teacher stood on the podium and cooperated with an older teacher to unpack and distribute the test papers and answer sheets, as soon as she spoke, her gentle voice was even more intoxicating, and her tone was very soft, "The students are all sitting down, the exam will start immediately, don't talk anymore,"

You should take her class and study hard with others!

O iniquity!

With such a mood, Wen Xiaoguang started the first relatively regular exam after being reborn.

There are 30 people in the examination room, five columns and six rows, and the exam papers have been sent to everyone, and everyone has written their names together.

As soon as the bell rings, the answering question begins.

Wen Xiaoguang sat in the third row on the far left against the wall, and the older invigilator had already grown old and began to sit down and mix time.

The young teacher walked back and forth in the classroom, reminding the students, "Hey, write your name, if you forget it when you hand in the paper, it will be troublesome." ”

"Oh...... Thank you, teacher. ”

Wen Xiaoguang really wants to cry, my God, this tone is too gentle, too soft.

When she walked to her side, she also carefully helped her look at the test paper and answer sheet to see if there was anything missing.

He also raised his eyes and glanced at the others,

As a result, the female teacher smiled sweetly at him, "The words are so beautiful." ”

Oops!

Seriously, the reborn master, Wen Xiaoxiao...... Can I change it?(「「)

He strongly requested to return it if he could!

Start answering questions,

In Chinese, the first examination examines the understanding of the basics of writing, then the understanding of classical Chinese, ancient poetry, modern literature, and then the big composition.

Anyway, I will write, but I won't.

The essay title is a paragraph where the eye is... The eyes are... Comparative sentences.

This certainly does not require you to analyze the structure of the eyeball from a biological point of view, let alone to exhaustively investigate the causes of myopia from a pathological point of view.

This is a chicken soup article with bells and whistles, and the title is the eyes.

Wen Xiaoguang is true, he thought a little and then wrote:

The image of the world is born of virtual and real.

Behind the glitzy surface, many unobservable truths await us to discern them.

......

The main body of the article uses politically defined historical positive figures as examples,

The upright eyes of the loyal minister...... Wait.

It's a cliché routine, but high school essays are like that, in fact, historical figures want to jump out of the coffin board: no, I don't think so.

Wen Xiaoguang casually made three pairs of eyes.

The last paragraph ends: The things in the world, only the eyes are the name, the reason of all things, but the heart is the understanding. Open your bright eyes.

After writing it, Wen Xiaoguang felt that his writing was there, and from the perspective of taking the test, it was very good.

But the emotions are all made up, and I haven't even looked into the eyes of those people.

Besides, no matter how good it looks, it's not as good-looking as mine!

When he was writing essays, the teacher always came to him to look, and when he heard another older teacher call her, Wen Xiaoguang knew that the teacher's surname was Wen.

He seems to be paying more attention to his answers.

Indeed, he himself didn't know that in the eyes of others, it was a pleasure to watch him write, that freehand and cloudy, without hindrance, especially his compositions really have some literary brilliance.

After reading it, Ms. Wen also felt that the sixteen words in the last paragraph were wonderful, but in fact, she didn't know where it came from.

So it feels like this kid is reading a lot.

Mmmm, it must be a good boy who is obedient and well-behaved.

Wen Xiaoguang put down the pen and looked at it, the waste letter was still shaking your legs, you didn't have much meat, and you were gone.

......

After the exam was over, the two of them went to lunch together, and Wen Xiaoguang talked about the essay just now, "From what angle do you start to interpret the topic of [eyes]?"

Fei Xin was a little confused, "Eyes?"

Wen Xiaoguang: "......"