In the last semester of the third year of junior high school, in fact, the normal courses of junior high school have been completed, and the last semester is mainly for the preparation of the high school entrance examination, the overall review of the three years of junior high school, and the strengthening of examination ability. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Yiming knows his strengths and weaknesses, after a semester of study, sorting, there is basically no problem with science, Chinese, English are his strengths, the problem is mainly in politics, history, geography three liberal arts, all need rote memorization. Feng Yiming found the teachers of these courses at the beginning of the school, marked the key points, and began to focus on tackling key problems.

Life in the second semester of the third year of junior high school is boring and monotonous, even if you have good academic performance, you will not relax, at least you have to show your attitude. The teachers of the junior high school and high school of the first middle school in the city are often mixed and matched, and the math teacher of the junior high school may not be able to meet you in the first year of high school, and your academic performance, attitude, and personality will be seen.

The most important thing is that although there is no key class in the city No. 1 middle school, the head teacher of the first year of high school will choose people from among the new students according to the results of the college entrance examination with the graduating class before, and the rest will be randomly assigned.

Sometimes Feng Yiming is quite envious of himself in junior high school in his last life, he has no heart and lungs, he plays football and games every day, although he has no sisters, he has a happy family, and he doesn't have to worry about not being admitted to high school, he is also very happy. Look at Zhou Fatzi's house, it's even crazier than the previous life, this thing won't be self-defeating.

Although it can't be compared with the third year of high school, the test papers and review questions sent by the teachers still make everyone who has seen the tactics of the sea of questions for the first time tired and vomits blood.

In this tense and panicked atmosphere, not to mention Zhang Jingjing, even Ye Zi rarely said a few words to Feng Yiming a week, everyone knows very well that entering the city's No. 1 middle and high school is equivalent to entering the university gate with half a foot. Feng Yiming was originally going to talk to the girls during physical education class to relieve the tense atmosphere, but after waiting on the playground for a long time, he found that almost all the classes in physical education class stayed in the classroom for self-study.

It wasn't until the end of April that the midterm exam results came down, Zhang Jingjing and Ye Zizi relaxed, the two girls did well, Zhang Jingjing ranked 8th in the whole grade, Ye Zizi ranked 13th, and when the excited Ye Zi was ready to show off to Feng Yiming, he knew that Feng Yiming, who seemed relaxed in the first half of the semester, was ranked 5th in the age and ranked 5th in the final exam last semester.

Feng Yiming looked at the frustrated leaves, and deliberately pulled Zhang Jingjing, and the three of them went to the faculty cafeteria to eat together, and comforted them.

Feng Yiming, who was half-lying on the sofa in the living room, watched TV, listened to the announcer's subdued and slightly excited words, "At present, the US military has bombed the territory of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia for nearly two months, and all parts of Yugoslavia have been seriously damaged, but the spokesman of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia said that while the Yugoslav military has responded to the long-term bombing of NATO led by the US military, it has also actively deployed counterattack measures, and has made some progress. ”

Feng Yiming listened carefully, looked at the reporter who appeared on the screen next, I don't know if this reporter will still be alive next month, I remember that most of the people who died at that time were reporters.

Feng Yiming remembered what he had just said in the report that "some progress has been made" , I wonder if this will refer to the F-117 stealth plane that was shot down by the US military, this matter was turned out by netizens on the Internet ten years later, and it was hyped, Feng Yiming has also seen a lot of posts, most of which say that after the F-117 was shot down, Yugoslavia and China reached an agreement to transfer part of the wreckage of the plane to the embassy, but it was learned by the US military, in order not to leak the military secrets, the US military brazenly took action and sent bombers to attack the embassy.

Feng Yiming felt that if this kind of thing was allowed to be discussed openly by the people, it would generally mean that he didn't get to the point, and raised his hand to look at the time, it was almost 11 o'clock, Feng Yiming walked into the kitchen, and it was his turn to cook today.

Since last year, the rice leaked and the stuffing, and the well-known "foodie" father in the city government tried his best to encourage his son to do more and cultivate self-reliance.

Today is the last day of April, and today was supposed to be a class, but the results of the high school entrance examination have just been issued, and it is about to be the May Day holiday. So before Feng Wei'an went out this morning, he was still in front of Feng's mother's unhappy eyes, and told his son to be responsible for lunch.

Feng Yiming saw that there were no vegetables in the refrigerator, made a yuba back to the pot meat, stewed a steamed egg, grabbed a handful of open foreign soaking, and made a winter melon and foreign soup, almost busy, my father came back from work, and saw his son who was busy in the kitchen, smelling the fragrance of the meat in the pot, and picked a piece of pork belly with a pair of chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth without washing his hands.

Feng Yiming looked at his father, who looked like a starving ghost reincarnated, "I said Dad, you didn't eat in the morning?"

"Let's pull it down, a glass of sugar-free milk every morning, what else can I eat? Besides, son, I am supporting you with practical actions, your mother burned it, I don't dare to put down the chopsticks until she tastes it herself!"

Feng Yiming looked at his mother with a gloomy face behind his father, and thought to himself that he had nothing to do at home in his previous life except eating and sleeping, and he really didn't find that his father was such a funny comparison.

After the meals were served, looking at his parents who were raining chopsticks, Feng Yiming felt that their appetite was obviously much better than he had in his impression.

Feng Wei'an sighed while eating, "You said that you were going to have a holiday tomorrow, and my grandson wanted to find something for me to do this morning." ”

Feng's mother was drinking winter melon and foreign soup, while cautiously, trying to get the method out of her son's mouth without leaving a trace, and said angrily: "He is the deputy of you, what else, in the end?"

Feng Wei'an pouted and said: "Mayor Huang suddenly decided to go to Tongxi to inspect in the morning, you know that Tongxi road is full of potholes, and my grandson wants me and Huai'an to top the bag, but no one paid attention to him, or Lao Liu went." ”

Feng's mother was a little strange, "Why do you go to Tongxi at this time, tomorrow is May Day, he doesn't want to go down to do a condolence performance?"

Feng Wei'an shook his head: "I don't know, I looked at the May Day duty schedule, the time is still quite tight, I called Tongxi to ask, and nothing happened." ”

After eating, Feng's mother pushed her son onto the sofa and grabbed the job of washing dishes. Feng Yiming crooked his eyes and looked at his father with a comfortable face, Feng Wei'an didn't raise his eyelids, "Cooking a meal for your Lao Tzu and wronging you?"

Feng Yiming sneered twice, "Fortunately, there is a mother at home, otherwise I would be a black one who is close to ink." ”

Feng Wei'an said disdainfully: "The key to patting the horse is that you have to let the horse know." ”

Feng Yiming rolled his eyes, went into the house to sort out his schoolbag, said hello to Feng's mother, and went out, today is the last day of this month, and he has already made an appointment with Feng Zhengfeng to meet in the game room.