The examination room is clean, the bamboo curtains and windows on all sides are also very good, 10 meters in front of him is a large rectangular table, the table is equipped with teapots, teacups, pen paper, newspapers, behind the table The six school teachers are all sitting on chairs, looking at Xiao Qiang with impatience, the one who spoke just now is obviously the oldest teacher in the middle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ma Dan, do you have a mocking face on this body, are you so impatient?" Xiao Qiang scolded, this is a misunderstanding of these teachers, Mengxue everywhere has always had a tradition of testing from high to low, whether you can read and write or not, you will start from the three-year district test, just because the three-year district test is not like the two-year district, it is mandatory to write and memorize arithmetic formulas.

The test is scored out of ten points, the four questions placed at the door account for four points, and a question and answer question raised in the examination room accounts for six points, but this is for the selection of children who have not read books and are talented, because there is no restriction on hand-to-hand communication outside, so it doesn't matter if you don't know how to read, smart children can pass as long as they find out all the correct answers decently, plus play well in it, and get half a point.

Therefore, the three-year test makes all parents flock, and the children will be told to go to the three-year district first, even if they can't pass, their children have nothing to lose. Therefore, the three-year district test is the heaviest and most tiring task in the entire Meng Academy, and the attitude of these people is naturally not much better.

"I am familiar with all kinds of Mongolian textbooks, and the pronunciation is complete, so let's make the questions!" Xiao Qiang said arrogantly, he was full of confidence, conceited and had a memory, even if he memorized the article upside down, the Mengxue pre-school exam was not a piece of cake!

“…… How do you feel that the atmosphere is wrong. Xiao Qiang looked at the group of people in front of him, but saw that their expressions became even worse.

At this time, a middle-aged teacher on the right side of the table who was flipping through ~ the newspaper said slightly angrily: "This schoolboy, not to mention that you don't even report your name and surname, the test of the third class is a test-taking question and answer question, four points for the outside questions, six points for the inside questions, and the four questions outside have been written outside the door, two arithmetic and sentence fill-in-the-blank and guess the riddle, what is your answer?"

Xiao Qiang's heart was terrible: "Rub, the original name is too shameful, and I don't dare to talk nonsense with the face of the big ~ master, as for the outside problem...... That's a god horse? I just cared about playing with Lori, where did I have time to look at the problem...... Damn, no wonder the bear kid at the end said I didn't do anything to prepare!"

"Hehe, it seems that the outside question is a zero score, this schoolboy can go out. Another young teacher next to him saw Xiao Qiang's panicked face and waved him out.

Xiao Qiang's heart is on fire, a dignified knowledge base type traverser, there are thousands of poems and books in his belly, and he can't even pass the Mengxue test, this is simply a shame for the traverser, if he retreats this time, not only will the heart of a strong man be broken, but what is even more terrifying is that in the eyes of Cheng Jiashuang Lori will be completely labeled as a beast, because there is no place to turn over in the same class, not only will he never be able to win their hearts, but he will also see them grow up and enter the arms of others! A traverser can fail, he can be trampled into a dog, he can be wiped out into slag, he can die, but he must not be NTR!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes became redder and redder, and the momentum on his body became bigger and bigger, and he roared wildly: "Uncle has thousands of poems and books in his belly, and thousands of strategies in his chest, you can't treat me like this...... I want to see the mountain chief, I want to see the mountain chief!"

Several teachers also seemed to be stunned by the child's fierce reaction, only the old man in the middle was indifferent, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "This schoolboy, I am the mountain chief, you can go out now that you have seen it." ”

Xiao Qiang didn't care about anything at this time, he was very angry, and said arrogantly: "You only say that I have zero points in the outside questions, and there are also quiz questions, as long as I get a full score of six points, I can pass!"

A female teacher on the left seemed to want to speak, but the old man in the middle stopped him: "Don't worry! This child is estimated to be too hopeful and under too much pressure from the family, and he is afraid that he will have an obsession, so let him finish answering and leave!"

Several others nodded in agreement, and although such examples are rare in Mongolian studies, there have been a few cases in previous years.

"Since you were so conceited just now, then listen well, this problem is to make a poem on the spot, regardless of rhyme and poetic style, as long as you can make it, I will give you six points" The old man continued, this is ready to drive people away, although the three-year test questions are varied, but the most difficult thing is undoubtedly to compose poems, which are generally only used by prodigies to make a name for themselves and send bear children, he is obviously not regarded as a prodigy.

Xiao Qiang had no scruples when he heard that he wanted to compose a poem, and he didn't even bother to listen to the next few words, isn't it just composing a poem, it's so simple, but in order to make a show, he still paced a few steps.

"Listen well! This work is a goose, a goose goose goose ......" As soon as he finished chanting the famous poem in his previous life, Xiao Qiang's face turned pale, thinking that this masterpiece made by Luo Bingwang at the age of seven will not shock you, but he saw that these teachers looked at themselves with a stupid ~ expression, and the teacher with the newspaper was even more funny.

Xiao Qiang was puzzled in his heart, looking at the situation of their heads and ears, there was a faint sound of "really stupid reading", "so pitiful", "it was published in the last newspaper" and immediately understood, this poem should have appeared, and he seemed to be pretending to be a sand pen, but the old man had not yet spoken, and there seemed to be some leeway.

So he began to pace again, his mind was racing, since there are problems with ancient poems, there may have been problems, then modern poems are always no problem, big ~ There are still poems in the mind that will shock you to death!

"Listen again! ”

"Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, and nourishing the spirit under the green trees. I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to make a sound!" After reading it, I thought to myself that this time it is no problem, the juvenile poems of the Taizu of a certain dynasty on the earth, this kind of imposing juvenile poems, I don't believe that there are ancient literati who can make it.

Turning his head to look at the teachers again, he found that the expression on his face had not changed at all, but the eyes that looked at him became more and more pitiful, Xiao Qiang sighed again in his heart, knowing that something was wrong again.

"Just now I just looked at the poor child who was under too much pressure, but this time it's like looking at the mentally retarded, what went wrong, and the poem I copied is obviously impossible?"

"Child, you better go back to the one-year district, the two poems you memorized just now are the famous works of prodigies in the neighboring states of this state. The old man spoke again, and then shook the newspaper on the table again, "It's all published in this issue of the newspaper sold in the bazaar, and it's ......."

"Let's talk about a female teacher like me. The woman who wanted to speak just now interjected, and she said softly to the protagonist with a look full of pity as if she was treating mentally handicapped children~: "Even if you get a perfect score of six for this question, it is impossible to enter the third class, because the exam rules must be seven points to pass." ”

Xiao Qiang: "......!"

She said very gently, but when she heard Xiao Qiang's ears, it was like thunder, which shocked his heart, and then Xiao Qiang didn't listen to the voices of these teachers anymore, and all kinds of thoughts kept popping up in his head, it seemed that he was just struggling in vain, and he also made people laugh for a long time, Xiao Qiang's heart is like ashes, what is the use of a thousand poems in his belly, even if the poems copied again are fortunate not to appear in the original poem, no matter how good they are, they can get a full six points, and they can't meet the qualification requirements at all, and these teachers neither provoke themselves nor suppress themselves, they just follow the rules~ thing, there is no problem at all, but it is precisely because of this that it is even more helpless!

Is this the only way to walk out of the school hall like this? Xiao Qiang walked heavily and walked towards the door step by step, the sound of several teachers talking behind him came from the wind, and the words "pity", "I seem to have seen it", "It's the family surnamed Xiao on the mountain", "can be an interesting anecdote", etc., he felt like a man's back.

Having walked to the door, Xiao Qiang looked lonely, after this step, he knew that he would be treated as a "reading madman" and "plagiarist", even if he turned over in the future, he would inevitably lose today's shame. The town is not big, and its performance will be a laughing stock, and at the same time, it will be used as a negative teaching material for children's education by adults.

"Alas, I didn't expect that after being pushed by that little devil, across the threshold, it was a step to heaven when I came and a step to hell when I went. ”

Xiao Qiang's heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, both angry and sad...... In the end, I regretted it very much: "If only I hadn't been pitted by the indigenous Lori." ”

As soon as he was about to pretend to be smiling and step out, his mind was awakened by the words just now, and a trace of realization emerged in his heart: "Isn't it natural for the natives to pit me, and I pit the natives!" At the beginning, I was fascinated by the indigenous Lori, and put myself on the same position as them, and naturally succumbed to the rules of the other people's system, just like a Western proverb in the previous life, don't be pulled to the same level by people who are more stupid than you, otherwise they will beat you with rich experience!"

"Traverser, this kind of existence that stands at the top of the food chain itself should look down on the below! Why do you have to pay attention to the rules of order with these low-level natives? It is beneficial to abide by the rules of your own and break the unfavorable rules is the path you should take!"

Xiao Qiang resolutely put aside the things that bound him with extreme grief and indignation, had a clear mind, reflected on his mistakes, and finally found a way to break the situation......

"Teachers, please allow me to make another limerick poem" Xiao Qiang turned around from the threshold, leaned forward, and saluted the six teachers, and then chanted in the eyes of these people who looked at the white ~ idiot:

"Nest after litter, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Eat up the emperor Qianzhongsu, how many phoenixes there are!"

After reading it, he walked out of the threshold despite the stunned eyes of these teachers.

As soon as he took two steps, he heard the usually calm and heavy voice behind him become anxious for the first time: "This schoolboy, please come back, there is something to discuss."

Xiao Qianghu's body was shocked, he smiled, turned his head and walked back again, but he didn't enter the house, but he was standing at the junction of the door and the door outside the door-on the threshold!

At this moment, under the sunlight, I saw a six-year-old baby with an evil and crazy smile with an inexplicable momentum, as well as the dodging eyes of all the teachers, and suddenly the spirit of the king was shining, and an overwhelming momentum spread from his body!

The little babies outside the door just heard Xiao Qiang shouting and roaring in the examination room, and now they saw him standing on the threshold and majestic, but the teachers inside didn't dare to say a word, and they suddenly had a heart of worship, and couldn't help but have the idea of wanting to be a little brother in this life......

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