January 13, 2017

In the past month, it has been back to the black May of the third year of high school. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The university's exam month is completely an upgraded and enhanced version of the senior sprint month.

The last month of preparation for the third year of high school, that is, the crazy sea of questions and abuse. The university's preparation for the exam month is a catastrophe for your honor.

It's nothing more than advanced mathematics, physics, and inorganic chemistry, which don't seem to be much more advanced than high school, and can't be as simple as high school. What is more uncomfortable is that there is no exercise exercise at all, that is, some textbooks are turned over and over, and some exercise sets are turned over and over.

When Xuemei had already gone through the textbooks, notes, and workbooks three times, I had already slept in the seat next to her—what could I do? It was too cold outside, too warm in the classroom, and there were too many people and too little oxygen, so my brain was uncontrollably sleepy.

Even if the seniors teach and teach that they can't fail the course, they always feel that a 60 point in the exam is still long.

But because I haven't gone through it, I don't understand. It's like a pony crossing a river, but he hasn't crossed the river, and when he hears that someone has drowned, and some people say that it's just Erer, he can't help but feel worried.

It's not as good as when I'm in the third year of high school, and I still know how many pounds and taels I have, it's nothing more than not to play abnormally, and I hope that the shit luck will be extraordinary; at this time, it's completely overthrowing, discrediting and rushing, no one knows who is who, and I don't know where the road is.

After taking the exam, taking one exam and explaining the other, rushing to the foot is different from the previous study, really remembering some public theorems, learning things in a semester in college, moving the content of the book notes to the brain in the last month, and moving the things in the brain to the paper during the exam. As soon as the paper was handed in, my mind went blank. I don't seem to have learned anything in half a semester.

So it's also different from the ease of the college entrance examination, today, when all the exams are over, the empty body is like a bare branch, helplessly and hopelessly looking into the white sky, exhausting all the effort.

Will it be like this every year in the future? Just like the Tianshan Tong Grandma and Jiazi reincarnate once, each semester lasts for a month, and each semester goes back to the third year of high school.

Also drunk.

The only interesting thing in the boredom is the almost comical Shang Ke.

During the English test, he sat in front of me, I don't know if he was wearing too little and was so cold that he wanted to keep warm, and he kept shaking and shaking, because the front seat was connected to the table in the back, so my desk was also shaking.

The multiple-choice questions in the front were better, and the subjective questions in the back, translation and composition, the sentences I wrote seemed to be shivering and shaking into a zigzag shape.

I couldn't bear it, so I had to take advantage of the invigilator's inattention - after all, the teacher still couldn't take care of the huge lecture hall, so I quietly poked Shang Ke's back with a pen and said softly: "Don't shake!"

Shang Ke didn't seem to hear clearly for the first time, and straightened up slightly and leaned back, asking in a low voice, "What?"

I looked at the teacher and didn't look at this side, and lowered my voice again and said, "Don't shake!"

Shang Ke should have heard it this time, um, and nodded heavily, and-

Pick up the front and keep shaking!

I wanted to cry without tears, and I couldn't complain to the teacher about it, so I had to endure and finish the essay with a "cold trembling body".

As soon as I handed in the paper, I rushed over to reason with Shang Ke, but Shang Ke took the initiative to rush over, said thank you with a smile on his face, and asked me, "Did I do a lot wrong?"

I was dumbfounded for a while, but Shang Ke scratched his head instead, and smirked: "I must have been a lot wrong, so you will remind me not to panic, hehe, I don't speak English well, it's really empty." ”

It turns out that if so, haha, then let him lead me this love!

When you feel that the days are very monotonous, there are always some notes of excitement that make you smile.

The third year of high school is the third year of high school, and it's not without experience.