Old man Hua's rolls are large and difficult, and it is hard to say whether he deliberately let the room full of scholars know what it means to be high and thick, in case their tails are raised to the sky, but the objective effect of hitting the children's self-confidence is indeed basically achieved.

The room full of top students faced the first difficulties in non-competition occasions in their lives, and their performances were also different.

Zhang Xueru, who is the most affected by the wind and frost in the examination room, her psychological quality is obviously stronger than that of all children except Lin Miao, she first used a speed that was only ten minutes slower than Lin Miao to finish all the questions except the last question, and then faced the last big question, although the speed dropped significantly, she was still not in a hurry, and successfully won the first two questions, only helpless for the last question. But even if she was choked by the last question and had no idea to solve the problem at all, she still didn't give up, and the more she wrote the formula on the scratch paper, slowly, she was getting closer and closer in the right direction.

Hua Cijie watched beside Zhang Xueru for more than ten minutes, nodded slightly, and walked away satisfied.

With Zhang Xueru's foundation, when she finishes the second year of junior high school, this kind of question should be solved, in the final analysis, the difference between her and Lin Miao is nothing more than proficiency. Although Old Man Hua couldn't understand how Lin Miao's proficiency was grinded, that was not the point, the method was not important, the result was important.

As the minutes ticked by, the classroom began to keep people raising their hands to see the time.

Liu Shaofeng, who has a mild desire to express himself, began to exhale every time he finished a big question, as if to remind others of his progress, in contrast, his tablemate Jiang Hechuan was much more casual, possessed by various emojis throughout the whole process, squeezing his eyebrows and making eyes, but he couldn't see the appearance of worry and difficulty, and he didn't know whether he was heartless or naturally open-minded and optimistic.

The foundation is actually a little worse than Liu Shaofeng and Jiang Hechuan, and Xu Fengfan, who can only be ranked at the level of "first-rate and third-class" in the class, is a little more normal than others. When you encounter a problem, you will frown, and you will not be so excited to make a question, at most you will be relieved. When there were less than 10 minutes left at the end of the second class, Brother Fan finally crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and came to the last question, seeing that this little time was definitely not enough, Xu Fengfan directly gave up the last two questions, without thinking about it at all, and directly regarded the relatively simple first question as the ultimate demon king, so his mentality improved, and his face was radiant. Those who know understand that he is broken, and those who don't know are still thinking that he has made all the questions.

Old man Hua went around the class for most of the day, looked at the students' performance, and was basically satisfied with the exam in his heart.

It wasn't until I inadvertently walked to the last row of the classroom that I found a little fat man looking at the scroll with blank eyes, and the scroll was blank.

Peng February, who is difficult to take the exam, is more confused than Old Man Hua this time.

Obviously, when he was in class these days, he understood everything he thought he should be listening to, and every day after he went home, the female college student that Lao Peng invited him to tutor him in his homework was almost all done. But why is it that when it comes to the exam, he can clearly understand what those questions mean, but he doesn't know how to solve them?

Could it be that the female college student is coaxing her February grandfather to be happy?

Peng Eryue frowned, recalling the bits and pieces of the week he and his college sister have come by.

Thinking of the young lady's meticulous care and love for him, February felt more and more that she had not thought wrong.

A female college student with culture, thought, knowledge, and level, why should she be so good to a scumbag like me?

And not for the money!

A woman who treats me well for money, why should I believe that what she says is true?

Dad is right, society is sinister, and people's hearts are even more sinister......

These people can say anything nonsense for money.

Unlike Brother Miao, who has everything at home, he is so practical when he talks to me.

To say that to despise me is to despise me, never care about my feelings, this is the person who is truly good to me!

When I go back today, I'll ask my dad to get that sister out of the way.

Praise me all day long for my progress, I improve your banana lollipop!

Lao Tzu can only do three multiple-choice questions in this paper, and I don't know if I got it right!

It simply affects my judgment of the world!

Why don't you take me to the arcade!

Peng February's expression changed for no reason, and by Friday, Old Man Hua, who still didn't know the details of the end of February, stared at him for a long time, and finally shook his head and gave up his observation.

This is the case for boys, and the girls are basically the same.

Only Jiang Qinqin, obviously the level is only half a line worse than Zhang Xueru, but under the pressure of time, before she finished writing the penultimate question, she began to collapse, first sobbing quietly, then crying and crying, she quickly fell into a collapse and threw the pen directly......

Old man Hua shook his head with a wry smile, and reminded Jiang Qinqin in a low voice not to affect other students' exams.

Jiang Qinqin saw that the old man was so cold-blooded and ruthless, she didn't even let her cry, raised her head and complained with red eyes: "Teacher, you have too many topics in this paper, and it is impossible to finish two classes......

Her complaint immediately attracted the support of other girls.

"yes, there are too many questions......"

"I just made it to question 23......"

"I'm just the last question......

"Huh, you've done it all?"

"Cough!" Seeing that there was a commotion in the classroom, Old Man Hua coughed and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, the normal exam time for this test paper is 120 minutes, and I will give you half an hour less in order to exercise everyone's efficiency in doing questions." ”

With such reassurance, the girls finally became a little less excited.

The classroom was quiet again, but no matter what, it was less than 5 minutes before the end of the exam.

Jiang Qinqin hurriedly wiped her tears, gritted her teeth and hurried to do the penultimate question.

Hua Cijie no longer walked around in a wide range, but first looked at Zhang Xueru's progress in doing the questions, and saw that this girl actually made the last question, and couldn't help but show relief, and then returned to Lin Miao with a smile, and found that Lin Miao was actually brushing other questions, and the test paper was thrown aside, so he couldn't help but shake his head speechlessly, picked up the paper, bent down and asked Lin Miao in a whisper: "Lin Miao, how do you feel?"

Lin Miao put down her pen and thought for a while: "This knowledge point should be completely understood, if the high school entrance examination only tests this content, 149 points in the test is considered my mistake." ”

The side immediately exploded.

Zhuang Jiajia was furious: "Teacher Lin, I will call the police if you do this again." ”

Hua Cijie laughed, took Lin Miao's scroll, and walked back to the podium with a smile.

After a while, the bell rang for the end of class.

There was a wail in the class.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Youwei came to the door of the classroom on time, and when she found the miserable situation in the room, she couldn't help but ask Lin Miao strangely.

Lin Miao squeezed out from Zhuang Jiajia's side and replied calmly: "It's nothing, it's just that a group of young people miscalculated their abilities and were finally whipped by society, and they will soon get used to it." ”

"What about you?" asked Zhang Youwei again.

Lin Miao smiled: "I am society." ”