On the day of the exam, I felt that my hand was recovering well, so I removed the splint.

Since it was not windy and rainy, I ran around Dongshan Lake as usual.

When I was running, I saw the old man in the kung fu shirt again.

I took the initiative to say hello:

"Old man, my hands are good, do you think I learned the eighteen palms of the dragon from you, or is it better to move the universe?"

The old man gave me a blank look: "You are so poor, you can only learn monkey boxing." ”

Then he looked at me carefully, and then shook his hand and said, "No, no, looking at your running form, you know that your left hand has not fully recovered, and it will be at least another two weeks." ”

I wondered, "I think I'm fine!" I'm not afraid to fight with people now! ”

The old man was unmoved: "It's okay to fight with people, but it's not okay to learn my kung fu!" You don't have to be wordy, keep running your steps! Come talk to me in two weeks! ”

I pouted and went to the test after three laps.

The examination room and seat number are allocated according to the overall grade ranking of the final exam last year.

Because I didn't do well in the exam last year (especially in the physics exam, I only did half a paper, and I didn't find any questions on the back, and I was still very disdainful at the time, thinking that junior high school physics was at this level), so I was assigned to seat No. 10 in the 4th exam room.

This is basically the bottom 20 of the school year, and even a brain-dead person like Li Erjing is here.

In addition, Xiaoqin, who had just transferred to another school and did not have the test results of the previous school year, was also arranged in this classroom.

It's so good that you don't die, and you actually sit right behind me.

"Haha, it's really fate......" Xiaoqin looked at my back and became a nymphomaniac, and I ignored her.

The first test is the damn language.

Fill-in-the-blank questions are the type of questions I hate the most, and this time it still tortures me enough.

In a place of exile like the 4th exam room, if you encounter a question that you don't know, you can't copy someone else's book before, because others may not be as good as you.

But today is an exception, Xiaoqin, a student who accidentally entered the 4th examination room, is very good at liberal arts.

So I sat up a little straighter, and while the invigilator was not paying attention, I whispered to Xiaoqin:

"How do you write the word 'Pan' in Panshi?" Xiaoqin used her fingers to write this word behind my back.

Bastard, are you playing with me? Such a complicated character, let alone through clothes, I can't learn how to write if you write it directly on my flesh!

"Hey, don't scribble on my back! When you're done answering the papers, pass me the note! ”

"Okay o(>_