Wang Yi obviously didn't have the habit of eating with other classmates, and after dividing the chicken wings, she looked uncomfortable, lowered her head and was embarrassed to open her mouth to eat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cao Ming understood the reason in his heart, and knew that if he stayed, he would be disliked, so he resigned neatly.

After eating, there is still plenty of time, and there is still a long time before the time for self-study in the evening.

Cao Ming took advantage of this time to take a good look at the campus that had been blurred in his memory.

The overcrowded commissary, the red-and-green playground, the flag-raising stand standing quietly in the evening breeze, and the brightly lit school building、、、、 everything is so strange and familiar.

The junior high school picture in his mind gradually overlapped with everything in front of him and became vivid, and the details in his memory were slowly supplemented in Cao Ming's continuous wandering, and finally pieced together into a picture of life within his reach.

Cao Ming walked around and took a look, and did not stop until his legs were pantothenic, looking at the surroundings at the beginning of the lanterns, his heart was like water, like a dream.

Is this a rework? Reincarnation as a human being is what it feels like.

Find a vacant lot, quietly alone in a daze, thinking about nothing, thinking nothing, thinking empty, letting time pass at your fingertips, enjoying the unspeakable tranquility brought by dramatic changes.

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Remembering the bell of the evening self-study, Cao Ming got up and walked to the classroom.

"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning."

Cao Ming's heart is hot.

When I entered the classroom, I saw that everyone had started a new round of learning, and they were all completely forgetful, painful and happy swimming in the sea of questions.

Of course, the top students swim in all kinds of fancy swimming, while the scumbags can only dig silently.

Wang Yi was still biting the tip of the pen to deal with physics problems, and her expression was entangled.

After Cao Ming sat down, she glanced lightly, picked up the pencil on the table, and drew a circle in her circuit diagram, grouping the two parallel resistors into a part.

Wang Yi looked at the application question that was drawn, first confused, then his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but turn his head and smile at Cao Ming.

Cao Ming responded in a low voice: "I can't eat your chicken wings for nothing." ”

Wang Yi's eyes bent and smiled.

At this time, the head teacher, Mr. Zhao, entered the door, Cao Ming didn't want to speak anymore, turned his head back, and began to tidy up his things.

At this time, Mr. Zhao mentioned the routine exam test on Friday.

In Cao Ming's impression, the exams of the eighth middle school are very frequent, in addition to the common mid-term and final exams, there are also joint examinations of 100 schools in the city, in addition, there are monthly exams, and on Fridays, there is a school-wide test in the form of weekly exercises.

The school's admission rate has always been good, because in addition to the hard quality of teachers, this kind of high-intensity and high-density examination is also a big weapon.

Cao Ming looked at the time before, today is Thursday, which means that tomorrow will be Friday, and this will usher in his first junior high school exam after his rebirth.

Now Cao Ming doesn't care about his grades, after all, in his previous life, he was almost admitted to the exam, and he has been through all kinds of battles, and he has a certain fatigue and indifferent mood for his results.

But he understands that he doesn't care about someone but cares.

Moreover, at this age and in this environment, grades are almost one of the most basic data to judge whether a person is good or not, which is not only related to the question of getting a seat in the future, but also inextricably related to the attitude and tendency of teachers.

The most important thing is that Cao Ming's grandfather is very interested in his grades, and in Grandpa Cao's heart, the most direct embodiment of Cao Ming's interest is the report cards, which are the only thoughts of this old man in his life now.

Grandpa is Cao Ming's only relative who can rely on each other in this world, and he earned various expenses for Cao Ming regardless of the wind, frost, rain and snow in his sixtieth year, Cao Ming really couldn't bear to go back to his grandfather with no outstanding results.

Cao Ming's grades in the previous life have always been very good, and every time his grandfather sees the transcript he takes back, he will be very relieved, until the old man dies three years later.

Grandpa is convinced of his grandson's excellence, and Cao Ming understands that most of this conviction comes from the beautiful report cards that Cao Ming took back.

Thinking of this, Cao Ming slowly calmed down and made up his mind to study hard, at least not to let his grandfather in his hometown worry about his grades.

All things are foreseen, and those who are not prepared are wasted.

Cao Ming has a habit of doing things, first planning and co-ordination, and then implementing the details.

He had already gone through the various disciplines before, so that he had a certain general impression in his heart.

Take out a blank piece of paper and list the names of each lesson in order:

Chinese, Mathematics, Foreign Language, Physics, Geography, History, Ideology and Morality、、、、。

Then, the disciplines are divided into two categories: arts and sciences, mathematics and physics belong to science, and the rest belong to literature.

Science classes are suitable for evening study, while literature courses can be used to strengthen memory in some small times.

After this analysis, Cao Ming first talked about mathematics and physics and listed them separately, and planned to turn over these two textbooks again for self-study tonight, and write some key question types and formulas again.

As for other literature classes, I can only use the morning reading time to shorthand tomorrow.

In his heart, the goal of this week-by-week training is not high, as long as it is not too far from the previous results.

If you want to play a beautiful battle with points, there are opportunities.

If he remembers correctly, the 100-school joint examination on the day before New Year's Day is the real highlight, and the top 10 students in the city will live a generous scholarship, and even have to make a learning experience exchange report in the auditorium of each school.

Of course, this is for later.

After quickly planning, Cao Ming's mood gradually stabilized, and he began to steadily implement the plan in his heart: holding a thick textbook, turning the math textbook from the first page, and began to sweep the carpet exercises.

As long as it is an example question and an after-class exercise that contains knowledge points, he will write it in his notebook himself, and the process is detailed.

Cao Ming was angry and dantian, staring at the eyebrows, moving the pen like flying, and the ink on his hand continued to leak out from the tip of the pen, paving a neat and detailed solution process.

There were three classes of self-study in the evening, and when it was one and a half sessions, Cao Ming finally took a long breath and closed the math textbook that had turned to the last page.

Looking at the dense handwriting that has been slowly dozens of pages, my heart is extremely full.

In the same way, Cao Ming did physics from beginning to end in the rest of the time, and at the end of the evening self-study, he was able to complete the expected task.

In addition, he also drew two tree diagrams of knowledge points, connecting all the knowledge points of mathematics and physics one by one, so that they no longer seem so trivial, so that he can deepen his systematic memory.

In this way, Cao Ming's mastery of this knowledge is not only to the extent of "knowing what it is", but to the height of "knowing why it is true".

The knowledge of junior high school is very simple for Cao Ming, who is often exposed to various mechanical algebras in the future, but simplicity does not mean that he gets a high score, in the eighth middle school, the school is very strict with the student's papers, even if the answer is correct, if the process steps do not reach a certain level of specification detail, still can not get all the scores of the question.

It is this kind of usual high standard answering requirements that makes the eighth middle school ahead of many other schools in the most basic answering literacy in the entrance examination, and virtually adds a lot of points to the overall score of the eighth middle school.

This is also the reason why Cao Ming didn't dare to make lazy steps just now.

His goal is never to get the questions right, but to score points.

"Try to score as many points as you can!"

The idea is simple and crude, but it also goes straight to the heart.

Since you have decided to be a top student, you have to be a top student through and through.

Memorized the tree diagram and found that there was nothing missing, so Cao Ming put away the things on the table.

At this time, the evening self-study has already ended, and some people have gone back to the dormitory or home, but many students are still buried in their desks.

Cao Ming knew that to learn this kind of thing, he had to know how to work hard, but also know how to look up at the road, otherwise he would drown in the sea of questions sooner or later.

After talking a few nonsense words with Wang Yi, Cao Ming got up and walked out.

Cao Ming understands in his heart that the establishment of any relationship basically starts with nonsense, and he uses words to water Wang Yi like a bonsai every day, and one day, this kind of moisturizing and silent dedication will bloom the flower of friendship he expects, and it will definitely bloom naturally and gorgeously.

When passing by the desk of the squad leader Tao Yu, Tao Yu also got up coincidentally, and it seemed that he had just finished today's studies.

Cao Ming kept an eye on it, specially slowed down his pace, and prepared to go out with Tao Yu.

didn't expect that the falling flowers were intentionally ruthless, and Tao Yu didn't seem to see him Cao Ming at all, stepping on beautiful little leather shoes, and walking away with his head raised like a proud little swan.

Watching the little queen-like class leader gradually disappear under the street lamp, Cao Ming muttered in his heart:

Damn, the protagonist aura that I said was good.