It's been a week since the crash, and the heavy workload of schoolwork has weighed on me, and one of the benefits is that the impact of the disaster has faded into me. In a few days, the midterm exam will affect the placement problem, so everyone is trying to get a high score in the first major exam since entering the school, and then enter the so-called key class.

The best students in each class will be proposed, and then the gold medal class of this grade will be formed, and the number of students will always be fixed at 40 people, led by the most qualified class teacher in the school.

The gold medal class is the guarantee of the quality of the city's No. 1 high school, and 95% of the students in the gold medal class are admitted to the top famous universities in the country every year. This data is terrifying just to hear, and the city's No. 1 High School has been doing so all year round, and the media has also vigorously promoted such a teaching system. Even if it is criticized by many scholars as seriously hurting students' self-esteem, it is easy to cause inequality among students, which seriously violates the original purpose of education and teaching, and threatens to do so will only reap the consequences of self-defeat.

However, as soon as the results of the college entrance examination came out, some people counted the admission rate of the city's No. 1 high school for the first time, and instead of declining, it increased year by year. The speech of the masses is like a ring ruler slapping the face of those experts who look down on the city's No. 1 High School. However, every year, there will always be a group of self-proclaimed experts who send a slap in the face, and they are never tired of it, and some even wait in line to be slapped in the face by themselves.

I also want to squeeze into the gold medal class and become the most eye-catching. But I buried this wish deep in my heart and didn't tell anyone, not even my parents and parents.

In order to achieve this goal, I seized every minute and every second of the opportunity to read a book, and during the recess, I still buried my head in calculating all kinds of strange and complex math problems, and even the content was not only limited to high school knowledge points, but also divergent thinking and more rigorous logical operations. By intensifying the practice of these seemingly troublesome questions, I believe that it will be enough to cope with the selection of key classes. However, if you want to get into the gold medal class, these efforts are far from enough.

The last additional question, which is worth 50 points, is the key to victory.

In order to obtain this critical information, I consulted many seniors. When I first entered high school, I deliberately left the contact information of my seniors, which was used at this critical moment. Through their introductions, I successfully met a member of the gold medal class of the previous session and even the previous one.

This is followed by practice according to the types of questions they provide. I need to gather more information! I don't miss a deal if I'm completely transparent. Utilitarianism is utilitarianism, there is only one opportunity, and I don't want to lose it. Even when I was waiting for the bus, I was doing exercises while contacting the seniors I could reach.

Suddenly, a text message came with the following content:

"Hey, cute junior brother! I heard that you have been in a hurry for the midterm exam recently, and you want to enter the gold medal class, right? Hehe, I am a member of the gold medal class that just graduated this year, and I am currently studying in Beijing. ”

In addition, the other party also attached a group photo of himself standing at the gate of Tsinghua University with a university admission notice. The other party has a mushroom head and is wearing neutral clothes, and he really can't tell whether it's a man or a woman at once. But it looks good, and the figure has attracted enough attention. Take a look at the name on the admission letter - Li Daniu?

Well, none of that matters.

I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply, trying to calm my excitement. After my breathing eased, I opened my eyes again, clicked on my phone and replied, "Hello senior, I really need your help." The midterm exams are in a few days, can you tell me about the types of questions on the exam at that time? It would be better if there were similar questions. ”

After a while, the other party sent a document and wrote four words: "Open it and take a look".

Confused, I clicked "Accept". There are still a few compressed packages in that file, and when I open the first compressed package, it comes out with a few test questions. I looked closely, and then my eyes stared at the phone screen motionlessly, unable to say a word. I don't know how to describe the mood at all, is it surprise or surprise?

After the question types provided by the seniors and even a little bit of recollection of the content, I can confirm that this is the exam question from last year's midterm exam. It's all listed, and all the subjects are in it. Even marked the time, I flipped back, this compressed package is the exam question of the year before last, and then it is two years ago. This document even contains the selection topics of the key training courses in previous years.

Unless it is the teacher who makes the questions, or the teachers who participate in the questions, who have the ability to get the test questions? Leaking the questions will cause problems in the selection of the gold medal class, which is enough to cause serious quality problems in the gold medal class, and then affect the quality of the school's further education, and the school will naturally keep these test questions closely.

But now, as if it was opened, the test questions from the past years appeared in my hands completely. It came so suddenly that I began to wonder.

I didn't bother to look at the test questions, so I quickly opened the message, found the senior, and replied: "This ......"

As soon as I finished typing the ellipsis, the other party seemed to know that I was going to send a message, and rushed to send a message before me, which read as follows:

"Don't be surprised, because I have someone inside, how about it? Do you want a copy of this year's exam ......?"

When I saw this, I couldn't calm down, like I was caught stealing. Shortness of breath, numbness in my hands and feet, only my cheeks were hot, I looked around, not daring to look up. The phrase rings in my head repeatedly: Do you want to take a test? Do you want a test?

I read on.

"Don't be mentally burdened, that's how I came here, you see I'm not in the top university in the country yet?

My heart is very messy now, and I can't distinguish it, so I hesitated again and again before replying: "Thank you, senior, I think I should still try my own skills, if it doesn't work, then there's no way." ”

The other party may not have expected me to say this, and I didn't reply to me for a long time, until I got home and turned on my phone to check the time, he sent me a message: "Sure enough, he is a good student, he has hard work, this is very good, I also believe that you can be admitted to the key class, come on! But in the future, if you need to tell me, you're welcome, I can help you make your dreams come true, that's my greatest luck. I look forward to the day we meet in Beijing. ”

It's too tempting, every word this senior writes is full of incomparable temptation, even if it's a poisonous apple in the queen's hand......

In the days that followed, I seemed to be obsessed, I lost my previous spirit when reading books, I couldn't pay attention in class, and I didn't even know that I was turning the wrong book. Absent-minded, I spent two days in a daze. Tomorrow is exam day, why am I still in this state? What the hell is wrong with me?

I had insomnia that night, fell asleep at three in the morning, was woken up by an alarm clock, and the time was locked at half past five.

That is to say, I only slept for two and a half hours, and I dragged my tired body out the door. In the morning, the Chinese exam started at nine o'clock and lasted until half past eleven, two and a half hours. I didn't have anything to do before that, just turn on my phone and watch the news. Suddenly that text message came again, I really didn't want to open it, from the first time I saw it, I had a feeling of nausea, but my hand unconsciously opened it.

"Good morning, junior brother, it's really a bright morning, have you slept well, you have an exam today, how are you preparing?"

"It's okay, thank you seniors for your concern. ”

"I feel very depressed, and I know that you must not have been able to sleep well these days, because I have experienced it completely. You're just who I was back then. ”

"Then Provost, how did you overcome it?"

"Overcome? No, no, no, I only chose the option that I felt was right. I had the same sleepless night as you and went into the exam room very tired. But I got into the gold medal class, and then I became the class president, and I became the most proud student of the teacher. ”

“……”

"Wow, in another hour, you're going to take the exam, don't you really care?"

"I ......"

"Well, what's the matter?"

"I want the test questions. ”

By the time I wrote this, I had completely collapsed, what had happened to me? Had I reached the point of doing anything to get into the key class? For the score, for the poor honor, or for the sake of others to look at me with envy?

I think it's too late to withdraw. Because the other party has already sent a file, I understand what is in it if this file is not opened. I squatted in the toilet, opened the file, and then, memorized it, word for word.

I was like a crazy gambler, I threw away my self-confidence, I lost my integrity, I lost my dignity. In order to achieve my goal, I am willing to give any price for it.

The invigilator looked at me with a puzzled look and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so white? Are you sick?" I screamed in horror like a mouse that had been stepped on by its tail, and this sudden cry caused the students around me to laugh.

When I reacted, I laughed too. yes, I'm so humble and ridiculous.

It has always been that way.

The protagonist's aura is all whimsical and imaginary.

I didn't understand how the exam time ended, as if it was over as soon as I sat down. Yes, it's over.

However, I didn't write anything and handed in a blank slate.

I was stunned and followed the laughing classmates out of the examination room. I didn't eat lunch at noon, and I didn't go home, sitting in a daze in the most remote pavilion of the school. This is the paradise I have found, because no one has ever walked here, as if it was a sacred place reserved for the lonely by school.

I was tired of sitting and fell asleep before I knew it, and I slept for six hours at a time.

The alarm clock rang suddenly, and a radio voice that said "The exam time is over, please put the test paper face up, and wait patiently for the invigilator to ......" came to my ears, pulling me back from my dream to reality. In my dream, I dreamed that I entered the best class of the whole grade, studied hard with the best classmates, won various literary competitions together, and then bowed in front of the whole school to thank them......

The dream is so perfect because it won't wake up.