Thirty-six, shit luck

Ge Juntian's trip north did not make Jiang Shuiyuan much easier, he left behind two books and a bunch of exercises, and it was not easy to complete the task on time. Moreover, the water source of the river is also a variety of trivial matters.

The first thing to usher in is the monthly exam.

In order to maintain his status as the "first brother of the grade", even if he knows all the knowledge points well, he still has to spend two days reviewing again before the exam, and then start to brush the questions frantically. Jiang Shuiyuan is well aware of the principle that "if you don't practice for one day, your hands and feet will be slow; if you don't practice for two days, your kung fu will be halved; and if you don't practice for three days, you will become a layman."

By the time of the monthly exam, Jiang Shuiyuan had already sharpened his pen, only brought a few simple stationery such as pens and erasers, and did not bring any other reference materials, and slowly came to the first examination room for I don't know how many times.

There is fierce competition among the middle school students in Huai'an Prefecture, and it is very likely that you were the 20th in your grade in the last monthly exam, and the ranking in this monthly exam fell to 50, which fully verifies what it means to "win or lose is a common thing in soldiers". But there is one thing, no matter how it changes, the first few exam rooms are nothing more than those people. Take the first examination room as an example, more than half of them are regular tenants, and the remaining half are also acquaintances who visit frequently.

I remember that some time ago, a professor at Obedient University pointed out that the core reason for children who can be admitted to Obedient University is not family background, personal effort, etc., but their average IQ, and called on everyone to recognize individual differences. As soon as the report came out, public opinion was in an uproar, and countless people jumped out to accuse that "a person's success, hard work and diligence are the main thing, not relying on IQ", emphasizing that the difference in IQ is equivalent to negating hard work. -- In fact, the professor is just standing on the basis of scholars' empirical evidence, mercilessly tearing away the veil of warmth and affection in the real world, and showing the bloody facts to the public.

So when Jiang Shuiyuan shook into the examination room, he saw a bunch of acquaintances. Li Zhili, Liu Chenyu, Huang Ruhui and so on. Because the first scene was in Chinese, Liu Chenyu and Jiang Shuiyuan made a simple eye contact, and then held the textbook and recited words there. Li Zhili, who was sitting in the second seat and usually didn't smile, leaned over and asked, "Jiang Shuiyuan, I heard that you have been away from school for more than half of the past month, so there should be no problem with this exam, right?"

Jiang Shuiyuan asked with a smile: "Why, you guys who regard scores as life and classmates as enemies plan to take advantage of the danger of others to fall into the well?"

Li Zhili looked angry: "Please, classmate Jiang." What does it mean to take advantage of the danger of others to fall into the well? Also, can you change 'you' to 'them' when you say it next time? You must know that the position you are sitting in now has been forcibly taken from me, and I haven't yet settled accounts with you.

Li Zhili looks like a dead face with no mood, but in fact, if you are familiar with him, you know that he is still a very humorous person, in other words, a typical school bully. Their first class is right next door to the second class. In addition, Jiang Shuiyuan almost sat in the front and back positions in every exam, and Jiang Shuiyuan knew his temperament quite well, and immediately retorted: "What, the place where I sit is yours? Have you engraved your name, or have you applied for patent protection? Why do you say that it is yours, it is yours?"

"That's right, I did engrave my name! I don't believe it, look at the upper right corner of your seat, is there three faint handwriting of 'Li Zhili'?"

Jiang Shuiyuan took a closer look. There is indeed his name in the upper right corner of the handwriting seat, and I don't know when he was bored in the exam. Jiang Shuiyuan immediately played Laipi: "What if it's yours?" Today to Jiang's house. Now that the dynasty has changed, what are you still clamoring for? I haven't heard of when the surname Zhu asked the state for the Forbidden City!"

"Then you've been an emperor for so long, you should let the big guy sit on it and try it, right?"

"Think beautifully! The emperor's throne must be a virtuous and powerful person to sit firmly, like you, although a little powerful, but morally corrupt, seven-year-old bedwetting, eight-year-old runny nose, nine-year-old robbing kindergarten children's snacks, ten-year-old peeking at the neighbor's big sister bath. There is not the slightest chance of restoration. I advise you to die of this heart as soon as possible!"

"Who is morally corrupt? A 3,000-page "Criminal Code" is a guy who is tailor-made for you, and he is actually embarrassed to say that he is virtuous and powerful? Is it true that the current social atmosphere has been corrupted to such a degree?" Li Zhili sighed again and again, and only asked after a long time: "Don't talk nonsense, take advantage of the invigilator's absence to make a clear statement, when will you return the throne to me?"

"Stingy! It's a big deal to play for another two years and give it back to you. What is urging?"

"Ah, two more years, isn't that the end of my high school years like I won't be able to get ahead again?"

"Honestly carry your stone monument, why do you keep thinking about coming out?"

"Who are you scolding Wang Ba?" Li Zhili saw the invigilator walking into the examination room with the test papers, and his voice quickly lowered an octave: "But many people have heard that you haven't come to school for more than half a month, but you are ready to taste the taste of forbiddenness!"

"Then let them come!" Jiang Shuiyuan took out his pen and said with great ambition.

Li Zhili didn't know where Jiang Shuiyuan's confidence came from, but seeing him so determined, he knew that no matter who else or himself, there was no chance. This has also been proven by the facts, and in the monthly exam results list released on Monday, Jiang Shuiyuan firmly topped the list with a score of 37 points ahead of the second place. He proved with an ironclad score that as long as he was still in the day, other people's so-called ambition to reach the top and win the championship was a clumsy joke!

And in this exam, Liu Chenyu and Li Zhili tied for second in the grade. As soon as the score was announced, Li Zhili suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: he was always staring at the first place in front, but he didn't expect that at some point, the pursuers behind him had already chased behind his buttocks!

After finishing the monthly exam, Jiang Shuiyuan spread out half of the "Complex Analysis: Visualization Method", and the head teacher Zhu Qingjia took a letter and appeared in front of him with seven points of joy and three points of apology: "I'm sorry, this letter arrived in my hand as early as last week, but in order not to affect your monthly exam, it has been kept in my hand until today." Hope it didn't delay you!"

Jiang Shuiyuan's first reaction was that a girl was dizzy and wrote a love letter to herself, but she was caught by the old class. In order not to affect his own feelings, he dragged it until today and handed it over to himself to deal with.

Just when Jiang Shuiyuan was silently mourning for the unknown girl, Zhu Qingjia added: "Look at this envelope, it should be that you have entered the semi-final of the Selling Meng Cup New Concept Essay Contest, and they sent you a notice of the semi-final. I hope you can seize the opportunity to set up another palace and add new honors to our class and our school!"

"Huh?"

If it weren't for Zhu Qingjia's reminder, Jiang Shuiyuan would have almost completely forgotten the two small poems he fabricated a few months ago, as well as the Xiang Selling Meng Cup New Concept Essay Contest. Unexpectedly, he unintentionally inserted willows and willows, and actually followed the primary election and entered the semi-finals. What kind of shit luck should this be? I knew that my luck was so strong, and what kind of sour poems I wrote, how good it would be to buy lottery tickets directly! (To be continued......