The next day, the final exam arrived as scheduled.

Li Qingfeng casually brought two pens and went to the examination room in a leisurely manner.

When I entered the classroom, the exam had not yet started, and there was some noise in the classroom, and the students were discussing with each other, with a little worry about the exam in their tones.

The seats were out of order, and several classes were mixed together, so there were fewer students assigned to one class, and they all gathered together in groups.

Li Qingfeng's face was as flat as usual, and after finding a seat, he sat down and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

When a few classmates in the third class saw his appearance, they originally wanted to step forward and talk to him, and their thoughts disappeared instantly.

Because of Li Qingfeng's super performance during this time, he has slowly distanced himself from his classmates, and there seems to be a faint layer of separation between them when they get along.

Even if he used to be a good classmate, there is an indelible strangeness to Li Qingfeng.

For him, these classmates hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and they were a little bit different from the mental age of this group of young people.

The age difference of three years is a generation gap, and Li Qingfeng has no feeling for what his classmates are interested in.

It's like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old who goes back to his three-year-old and doesn't take an interest in the games played by his four-year-old brother.

That kind of diaphragm can't be eliminated.

Men, there are many costs to be paid for growing up, and it is even more so to become mature.

When there are more and more friends with wine and meat, fewer and fewer friends with hearts, more and more friends with masks, and fewer and fewer people who take off their disguises, there is no need to wonder if they have changed, this is just what life gives us.

It's the price of growth, and whether we want it or not, it will always come as promised.

The higher you stand, the fewer people you will be around, this is a common sense, because there are always more excellent people than mediocre people.

Men, learn to get used to solitude and enjoy solitude.

Bell bell bell ~

The exam bell interrupted Li Qingfeng's thoughts.

The two invigilators walked into the classroom one after the other, and the sharp eyes of the female teacher on the podium scanned the audience and did not make a sound, but the noise in the teacher was instantly quiet.

After a while, the middle-aged female teacher nodded with satisfaction.

"Now prepare for the exam, everyone prepare, during the exam, you can't talk to each other, pass notes, cheat, once there is such behavior, the results will be invalid, we will notify your parents directly, please pay attention"

The middle-aged female teacher wore a pair of thick black-framed glasses, and her tone was a little serious, and she knew at a glance that she was not easy to mess with.

Li Qingfeng shrugged indifferently, this simple exam did not cause him any trouble.

After the examination papers were issued, the first subject has always been Chinese, and as a key subject, the proportion of Chinese scores has always been very high.

After filling in the name of the test paper, I skimmed through it at random, and the answer instantly appeared in my mind, without the slightest difficulty.

Li Qingfeng began to move his pen with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the sound of brushing sounded, and the speed of writing was extremely fast.

Twenty minutes later.

Zhu Chunmei, who was sitting on the stage, looked at Li Qingfeng, who was struggling to write, and frowned slightly, this student has been writing from the beginning and has not stopped at all.

This made her a little suspicious, no matter how good the grades were, it was always necessary to stop and think for a few minutes, but this boy never stopped writing, as if he was directly copying.

As a veteran teacher who has been teaching for 20 years, I have never seen any students, and I feel that something is wrong at the moment.

With some doubts, Zhu Chunmei stepped off the podium and stood at Li Qingfeng's table, staring at Li Qingfeng with her eyes, wanting to see what was going on with him.

After watching it for less than three minutes, Zhu Chunmei's eyes were already a little surprised.

This boy is really doing it himself, if it weren't for the other party reciting the answer, it would be really amazing.

But this is a unified paper in the city, which is completely set in accordance with the college entrance examination model, and there is no possibility that the answers will be leaked, not to mention that even if the answers are memorized, they are not as fast as this boy writes.

Looking at the name on the answer sheet, Zhu Chunmei returned to the podium and sat down, and took a deep look at Li Qingfeng, who was unresponsive, and the little boy made her remember his name without saying half a word.

I have been teaching for more than 20 years, and it is the first time I have seen such a student.

Li Qingfeng was completely insensitive, he just wanted to challenge his limits, and he didn't notice Zhu Chunmei's attention at all.

At the terrifying speed of answering the question, it was only half an hour, and he had already begun to write the essay.

If this speed were known to the other students in the classroom, they would all be ashamed to death.

Li Qingfeng's current knowledge stock, an eight-hundred-word essay, is not difficult for him at all.

After an hour, the answer is completed.

After carefully checking it, Li Qingfeng's face was as flat as usual, and he walked up to the podium and handed in the test papers.

Wow~

There was an uproar in the classroom, Chinese has always been a time-consuming subject, but I didn't expect Li Qingfeng, a fierce man, to finish writing in less than half of the two and a half hours.

The students in the third class are all looking at Li Qingfeng like gods, this guy has been too fierce recently, whether it is in class or outside of class, it seems that his shadow exists everywhere.

The students in other classes have no impression of Li Qingfeng, most of them have a bit of sarcasm on their faces, and they are a broken jar, and they have always looked down on them to enter the school through the back door by relying on their family background like this.

"Quiet, what's noisy"

Zhu Chunmei sat on the podium and raised her eyebrows, her voice was a little angry, and the discussion that had just started dissipated instantly, and several students who were staring at had sneering expressions on their faces.

Turned her head to look at Li Qingfeng's back outside the classroom, with a little amazement in her eyes, she had seen it with her own eyes when Li Qingfeng answered the question just now.

With a little curiosity, I picked up the test paper on the podium and began to read it.

The word is good.

The beautiful and neat lines made this female teacher who was nearly fifty years old feel a lot happier.

Then the look on his face slowly became admirable, the surprise in his eyes became more and more intense, and finally he saw that the expression was even more difficult to hide after the end of the composition.

Brilliant and brilliant, this young man is very good.

With her 20 years of Chinese teaching experience, there are countless students with good academic performance, but it is almost impossible to find a complete paper that can be completed in an hour, and with her old spicy eyes, she does not see the slightest mistake.

This student seems to really have some ability.

The admiration in Zhu Chunmei's eyes was a little more again, and her academic performance was definitely the largest in the eyes of the teacher.

No matter how naughty and mischievous students are, as long as they study well, they can be magnanimously let go of their lives.

Li Qingfeng didn't care so much, he staggered out of the classroom and wandered around the campus.

In the afternoon, there was also an English subject, which was easier for him, and he didn't have the slightest intention of preparing.

's already strong English strength, and because Zhang Manxi has been competing with him recently, his level has skyrocketed again.

Even many native Englishmen don't know as much vocabulary as he does, after all, not everyone knows Newtonian mechanics in detail.

The school was empty, he had already left the school after the college entrance examination in the third year of high school, and the sophomore and freshman years of high school were taking exams, which made Li Qingfeng feel a little nowhere to go.

After thinking about it, he took out the mobile phone he had bought in the past two days from his pocket, and looked at the familiar standard standard on the boot screen, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile.

At this time, the mobile phone market is not as full of flowers as in the previous life, and Nokia is still rampant.

And Li Qingfeng is the latest Nokia in his hand, and buying Nokia is also an uncle's complex, after all, this thing can be used to smash walnuts if it is not needed in the future.

opened the address book, looked at the number of Wei Yuanxing, and dialed it directly.