Once the whole body and mind are immersed in the subject, you can no longer feel the passage of time. It wasn't until he heard the bitter aunt remind him that "there is still half an hour left" that Jiang Shuiyuan raised his head from the test paper, shook his somewhat sore wrist, and then looked around. The classrooms, which were originally full, were now like a summer green broad-leaved forest combed by the autumn wind, and they were much sparser. The rest of the candidates are either meditating hard or writing hard, and none of them are idle.

Even though the exam papers are so difficult, there are still people who turn in the papers early. Sure enough, he is worthy of being a high-achieving student selected by Jingshi University, and everyone has several brushes! Jiang Shuiyuan sighed like this, and at the same time continued to use his pen like flying, striving to answer a few more questions in the last half hour.

Time flies.

As soon as the aunt finished saying "When the time is up, the exam is over", Jiang Shuiyuan put down the pen cleanly. He pinched his brows, feeling that his head was a little cloudy, obviously overusing his brain, and it was the first time since he got the bracelet that he had this feeling of being hollowed out. Zhang Yuanheng squeezed over and asked, "Brother Shuiyuan, how do you feel?"

"It's a headache to think about, and it's sore to write!" Jiang Shuiyuan replied matter-of-factly.

Zhang Yuanheng was startled and said: "It's amazing my brother! I also have a headache, but unfortunately I don't have the opportunity to have sore hands at all, because there are not a few questions in the whole test paper, and I don't know what to write if I want to!"

Wei Shan also came over like Mount Tai pressing the top: "Jiang Shuiyuan, I see that you have been writing and writing from the beginning to the end of the exam, do you know all the questions?"

"How is that possible!" Jiang Shuiyuan immediately denied. Not to mention that he doesn't have this ability, even if he has a heptathlon and dozens of questions, he has to hide it at this time, otherwise he won't be uncomfortable with his intentions? He remembered the high arguments of a certain great god before, and replied solemnly: "It's just that I'm a more principled person, and I'd rather write on the donkey's head than the horse's mouth, and never let the slightest blank in the test paper." Maybe the teacher will be kind-hearted and think that you have no merit and hard work, so how many points can you give?"

There was a chuckle all around. Merlin's face was even more disdainful: "You think this is a flyover, can you still sell miserably?"

Jiang Shuiyuan ignored him, handed the test paper to the invigilator, and then asked Weishan Zhang Yuanheng: "Don't just talk about me, how did you do in the exam?

Wei Shan suddenly smiled bitterly: "What's not bad? Just two computer problems, one math problem and one physics problem are more certain, and the others are all written blindly, and it depends on the will of God how many points you can get!"

Zhang Yuanheng originally raised four fingers, thought about it and bent back one: "I only have three questions that I am more sure of, one physics, one chemistry and one mathematics, and one physics problem, I directly used the conclusions in a certain book, copied a lot of shortcuts, and I don't know if the teacher will be extrajudicial and let me go." As for those historical and political questions, I also guessed and scribbled them, and I can get as many points as I can. Merlin, what about you?"

Merlin replied with a slight smugness: "I only did five and three-quarters of the problems, including three math, one computer, one chemistry, and three-quarters politics." ”

Zhang Yuanheng's eyes widened: "What the hell is three-quarters of the questions?"

Merlin held his head high: "Because my principle is to know what I know, and what I don't know is not to know, write what I know, and leave it empty if I can't, and since I write it, I must ensure that it is correct." Even if it is only three-quarters of the first, it will never be a big-tailed donkey, and the other quarter will be made up to fool the teacher and waste paper. ”

This is scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk!

Zhang Yuanheng and Wei Shan were a little embarrassed. Jiang Shuiyuan also shrugged his shoulders, but since the game started yesterday morning, he has been riding in the car overnight, braving the cold to queue up, and holding on to the exam for four hours, so he really doesn't have the strength to argue with Merlin: "Let's go back! We have to recuperate, God knows what awaits us tomorrow." ”

Zhang Yuanheng also stretched his waist when he heard this: "Yes, going back to take a shower and sleeping early is the king!"

When Zhang Yuanheng turned around, Wei Shan grabbed Jiang Shuiyuan's shoulders and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shuiyuan, are we good brothers who live under one roof?"

was called "brother" by a black whirlwind-like character, Jiang Shuiyuan felt quite unharmonious, especially this kind of hard-flirting style of being courteous and courteous, which usually means that a lot of trouble will follow. Jiang Shuiyuan wanted to get rid of his arm without a trace, but the difference in body size and strength was too great, and he didn't succeed: "Then it doesn't need to be said, we are definitely destined to meet thousands of miles away, better than Taoyuan Sanjieyi's iron-blooded good buddies, two brothers in life and death!"

"Okay, how many questions did you say?"

It seems that his method of turning the stars has not succeeded! Jiang Shuiyuan pretended to be indifferent, and replied ambiguously: "It's about the same as you." ”

"Almost, you're going to the grave to burn newspapers—fools!" Wei Shan was furious, "How many pairs of eyes are we staring, you are writing from the beginning of the exam to the end." Writing so many words in four hours can't be a serial on an exam paper, right?"

Jiang Shuiyuan deliberately made a sloppy eye: "Writing too much does not mean that you are much right." ”

Wei Shan stretched out his other hand: "I'll do the math for you!" You are the first prize of the National Biology Olympiad, three biology questions should be easy, right? There is also the first prize of the New Concept Essay Competition, and it is not a problem to answer two or three Chinese questions? The first prize of the provincial Olympiad, three or four math problems can be easily included. What other awards are there? After counting these seven or seven eight or eight questions, at least a dozen questions are sure of each other, and there are not enough of them?"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled wryly: "It's not as exaggerated as you say, it's about ten questions!"

Wei Shan was stunned for a moment: "I'll rub it, you really made more than ten questions?!"

"......" Jiang Shuiyuan also came to his senses, but he didn't expect that he was not careful, and he was actually deceived by this big guy and three rough guys, so he had to weakly defend: "I'm talking about about ten questions, or maybe seven or eight." ”

"In other words, it could be twelve, thirteen, fourteen, or fifteen? Oh my God, you actually did the three of us alone!" In the end, Wei Shan was a little skeptical: "In other words, you have done ten more questions than me! No wonder everyone says that the gap between people and people in Jingshi University is bigger than the gap between people and dogs." It seems that so!"

Jiang Shuiyuan hurriedly persuaded: "Actually-"

"Actually, I insulted the dog, right?" Wei Shan already felt loveless: "That's right, I only did four more questions than the dog, and you did nearly ten more questions than me." When I say that, it's really insulting to the dog. I'm sorry!"

Zhang Yuanheng had just packed up his things and poked his head over, when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face was full of horror: "Wei Shan, you, what did you do to the dog?"

"Here's the thing," Jiang Shuiyuan shook off Wei Shan's arm, pulled Zhang Yuanheng aside, and said with a heavy expression: "Didn't the exam just now have a Chinese question, requiring you to write 1,000 words based on the highlights of famous books? Wei Shan chose the famous French thinker and writer Rousseau's "Confessions" to reflect on and repent of the sins he committed as a child, and the content is what you just heard. Alas, who hasn't clicked it yet! I just don't know if the grading teacher will approve it?"

Zhang Yuanheng couldn't help but widen his eyes and open his mouth, and it took a long time to turn his head and point at Wei Shan and scold: "You melon baby is really heavy! This is an exam, a very important exam, should you write urban essays at the starting point?"

Wei Shan looked dazed: "What do you mean? I don't seem to understand what you say!"

Jiang Shuiyuan nodded secretly: This time, the fighting stars should be able to work, right?