Chapter 7 Glasses, Glasses

After finishing the list of five blank papers, the "bang" heart and the excitement of wanting to fly gradually calmed down, Yan Qiuyi took out the test paper and looked at it carefully.

Well, this time it's really a paper to calm down.

For many days before her rebirth, both before and after work, she actually missed the time when she was studying, the quiet and beautiful years as in the old days - she really didn't expect that one day she would have the opportunity to relive the green years.

Facts have proved that after the ruthless tempering of her teacher and all the senior brothers and sisters, Yan Qiuyi after graduate school is completely like Yan Qiuyi before graduate school. Whether it is from the demeanor or the perseverance of the heart.

-- Although this nature was temporarily discounted by the ecstasy of rebirth.

Flipping through the test paper, her eyes began to focus on the test questions. This test paper is probably the one that Xiao Zhengtai said today, Yan Qiuyi flipped through the small notebook on the table to record homework - fortunately, when she was in elementary school, she had the habit of writing down her homework in a small notebook every day, otherwise she wouldn't know how she would die at that time.

"Turn in your homework!"

"I didn't write it. ”

"Why didn't you write it?"

"I don't know what the homework is. ”

"What the hell are you kidding me?"

"Probably because I didn't wake up in a dream, dreaming that I was back eighteen years ago, who knew what homework was. ”

It's drunk just thinking about such a conversation!

The test questions are not difficult, of course, from Yan Qiuyi's current perspective and level. However, as Xiao Zhengtai said, there are indeed a few high-level questions here that are a little difficult. After being admitted to graduate school, Yan Qiuyi worked as a tutor for a period of time, and the children in the tutoring were all junior high and high school, so she was a little familiar with this piece, and some of the questions in this test paper involved things that were only talked about in junior high school, so it is no wonder that Xiao Zhengtai thinks that he is a man.

took out the desk lamp from the bookcase and turned on the switch, glanced at the time on the quaint metal alarm clock, Yan Qiuyi pinched the dots and began to do the question.

Well, that's a giveaway.

Hey, it looks like I've done this question before.

Pick B, choose B.

It's a simple question......

Yo, isn't this an old friend? Needless to say, the answer is 15.

Tell me that this pool is catching water and releasing water at the same time, isn't it sick?

Do you have to run on your back and on your back for a while, and then do a little acceleration?

Tethering the dog to a tree and calculating the maximum area that people have walked is really no sei!

Yan Qiuyi's pen moved quickly, and while complaining, he wrote the answers on the test papers, more than forty minutes passed, and all seven test papers were written, and he checked them by the way. Even though her graduate school major is history, and she teaches history after work, she has been poisoned by mathematics, physics and chemistry since she was a child. Even in the university where she was messing around, when she was about to graduate and confirm her admission, she also worked as a tutor to tutor mathematics, physics and chemistry plus English. In other words, after so many years of throwing away the textbooks, she still has some impressions - but this impression is more or less debatable.

It's a shame to say that these seven test papers, four mathematics and three Chinese, but the language takes longer, and some ancient poems and texts really can't remember it, and it takes a lot of practical effort to turn over the textbook.

Nima, thanks to which she is still a graduate student in the Department of History. I'm sorry for the teachers who worked hard to cultivate her, and often beat her up for their hands, and the brothers and sisters!

I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll repent!

Seeing that the time is getting later and later, the "click" sound of the second hand of the metal alarm clock is particularly clear in the quiet room, and it is quiet outside, it is estimated that Yan Dad Yan Mom and Yan Xialiang have fallen asleep at this time. Yan Qiuyi, who was a little confused, rubbed his sour eyes and turned off the lamp. Fingers reach out to the eyes.

Eh, why can't you pick off the contact lenses? Do too much to do the problem, and your eyes are dry? Yan Qiuyi closed his eyes and began to grope for eye drops--he has a myopia of more than 1,000 degrees, and he has to wear contact lenses again when he sleeps at night.

"It hurts, it hurts, why can't I pick it off, what about my eye drops?" Yan Qiuyi was so hurt that tears were about to come out, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar and unfamiliar scenery again, reminding her of a certain fact that she couldn't believe it.

That's right, when she was in elementary school, her eyes were good and she wasn't myopic yet!

The ecstatic Yan Qiuyi pulled over the pillow and rolled on the bed while holding it.

What a surprise!

......

Yan Qiuyi originally thought that she would suffer from insomnia, no matter how bad it was, she would have to toss and turn and be half-asleep, but she didn't expect that after turning off the lights in the room, sleepiness swept over and couldn't stop it.

A good night's sleep.