Perhaps it was this surprise investigation of An Dingguo, and Wu Tao handed over a perfect answer. So after that, he and An Rong had a warm and undisturbed day.

The high school entrance examination is approaching day by day.

As a reborn person who is familiar with the general trend of the future, Wu Tao does not need to work too hard to live a better life.

However, his goal does not stop there, whether it is the pressure brought by An Rong's family background, or the ambition of faintly wanting to be a master, he must continue along the road of Xueba.

His brilliant academic experience may not be of much help to his entrepreneurship, but it can become a priceless business card for his self-packaging.

I can't wait until I sit in that position, and someone is pointing at him behind his back and saying: This guy is a nouveau riche, has no background, and hasn't even been admitted to college!

Although this may also be talked about as a positive teaching material for the 'uselessness of reading', he is reluctant.

There is no timetable in the class anymore, and the only timetable is self-study and self-study!

Revise freely and answer questions flexibly.

Wu Tao in the classroom raised his head from time to time and looked at the head of the room silently buried in his head, and the tension came to his face.

This reminded him of a saying: thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge.

This is often used in newspapers to describe the cruelty and intensity of the college entrance examination. But in most areas in 1995, the competition for the high school entrance examination was also self-evident.

At least there is no restriction on repeat students in the college entrance examination, but the top three types of colleges and universities in the high school entrance examination clearly stipulate that repeat students are not allowed to apply for the examination!

This means that the small group of people who strive for the top have one and only one chance.

Although ordinary high school also has the opportunity to go to university, the odds are so small that they are almost negligible. Of course, after the decline of secondary schools and the expansion of undergraduate enrollment, the online rate of ordinary high school undergraduates has improved, which is already a later story.

Not only that, but the acceptance rate of the top three categories of institutions is also outrageously low these days.

As a leader in township middle schools, the number of people who can be admitted to the top three types of colleges and universities in Binhu Middle School is no more than 60, accounting for less than 20%.

Therefore, the high school entrance examination a week later, in Wu Tao's view, was also a battle for thousands of troops to cross the single-plank bridge.

After lunch, the dormitory of the water conservancy station.

Wu Tao's legs were crossed on his desk, listening to the English tapes on the VCR with his eyes closed.

After a week of practice, he lost his English listening score and has dropped to less than 3 points.

This was undoubtedly excellent, but he was still not satisfied, and continued to let the strange English pronunciation torment his eardrums.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind swept in.

An Rong, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, pushed the door in. The beautiful eyes are smart, and the nose is dripping with fragrant sweat.

"It's hot to death, it's hot to death!" said a handful of turning the old-fashioned bat fan, but from beginning to end, his right hand was behind his back, looking mysterious and cute.

With a snap, Wu Tao pressed the pause button, got up and poured a glass of cold white for her: "You wear so much, it's strange if it's not hot!"

During the pouring of water, An Rong always smiled at him.

"What good things are you hiding?"

"Guess!" An Rong raised her chin, revealing her swan-like white neck.

After some guessing, Wu Tao had no choice but to take the initiative to admit defeat.

An Rong proudly took out a golden packaging box with the words "Sanle Pulp" written on it.

In an instant, familiar memories flooded in.

The 90s was a decade when health care products repeatedly staged business legends in the land of China.

From the 'When the Sun Rises' Sun God Oral Liquid, to the overwhelming Sanzhu Oral Liquid, and the subsequent Onlly No. 1 named by Jiaotong University, and even the Chinese turtle essence endorsed by Ma Jiajun, it can be said that it is dazzling and dizzying.

As for the brain platinum after the millennium, in front of these health products, it is a proper descendant.

Among them, Sanle Pulp Oral Liquid is the only health care product that is popular among students. The main anti-fatigue is expensive. But because it is spent on children, no matter how expensive it is, parents are willing to buy it.

"My mom bought it for me, saying it would help me perform in the exam, and I saved half of it for you. "An Rong is like a treasure.

"I advise you not to drink it. ”

"Huh, isn't that good?"

"There is only one week left before the high school entrance examination, so there is no need to light the lamp and boil the oil. Now our main goal is to adjust the biological clock and ensure normal performance. ”

An Rong's beautiful eyes rolled, "Okay, listen to you!"

On the evening of June 13, after a torrential rainstorm, two large and medium-sized buses left Binhu Middle School with black smoke.

As candidates from the first three types of colleges, these 100 or so people were assigned to the examination room of Bac Giang Middle School. Therefore, the school specially chartered a larger hostel next to the school as a foothold for this batch of candidates.

The bus runs through the old streets, and most of the students in the bus have not been in the city for a long time, and everything that catches their eyes will inevitably find it novel and interesting, including Wu Tao.

The 95-year-old Bac Giang urban area is pitifully small in terms of geographical scope. Take a large and medium-sized bus, from the north of the city to the south of the city, but it takes about ten minutes, which also includes the time to wait for the red light.

There are only a handful of arterial roads, including waterworks, television stations, old bus stations, guest houses, cinemas, city halls, hospitals, and several schools, even if it is a small city with all its resources.

As for the glass factory and thermal power plant, which represent the industrialization level of Bac Giang, they are all distributed in the periphery, and there is a clear separation zone from the urban area.

The east of the river, the north of the city, the southern suburbs and the development zone in my memory are still a piece of fertile land or tidal flats.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are all kinds of waste waiting to be rebuilt.

In the strong smell of exhaust gas, everyone got off the bus one by one and entered this hostel called 'Seongnam Family'.

The paint on the pillars is mottled and scattered, and the cement floor in the small courtyard is filled with residual moisture after the rain. The whole hostel is a patio-like layout, with three two-storey buildings built in different periods, and hastily rescued porches, forming a mouth structure.

The conditions are worse than ordinary guest houses!

Fortunately, it was fully covered, and the safety and food hygiene can be guaranteed for the time being, and it is not far from the examination room, which is also suitable.

After assigning the bed, Wu Tao wanted to go out and see what business opportunities Beijiang had left him in this era. But in the end, I held back, and the exam was important.

Everyone is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and they have to keep smiling, but they can't release the heaviness in their hearts.

It wasn't until he heard the news of Dong Yangyang's 'eye damage' that Wu Tao showed a smile. That's right, it's schadenfreude, there was no such thing in the previous life, could it be that you have pink eye?

The three-day examination arrangement is very distinctive, and it is all a combination of a major subject + a minor subject.

On the first day, the Chinese test was completed in the morning. Back at the hostel, a group of people surrounded Lao Shen for answers. Wu Tao hid far away and did not stay with them. It wasn't until Lao Shen was unsure of some answers and found him to ask that he said his answer calmly.

Crossing this single-plank bridge again, he was calmer and quieter than anyone else, like a supreme master before the Great War.

Gujing does not wave, calm down!