I could have stayed at home until March, but I was a failed student and had to go back to school early to take the make-up exam. So I contacted the lesbian table who was going to college with me at Chahachong, and her school started relatively early, just around the same time as my return to school. But this time we chose to fly from Shanghai Pudong, the ticket price is almost half of the flight from Hangzhou, but we need to take a bus to Shanghai and then transfer to the airport. At that time, the mobile Internet was not so developed, and mobile phones rarely had navigation software. The father of the lesbian table was the director of political education in our high school, and he was afraid that we would be lost in the magic capital, so he asked his former students to pick us up at the station to take us to the airport, and I was also a waste of the director's face.

Although it was a 1pm flight, in order not to be delayed, we arrived at the station at 6am and took the earliest train. The bus to Shanghai is not cheap, and the driver drives more "wild". It's relatively good on the highway, and we can catch up on sleep. But when we got off the highway, all kinds of hard braking, all kinds of sharp turns, we both felt nauseous just talking. After more than 3 hours of driving, we finally arrived at the Shanghai Auto Show, where the senior was already waiting. After transferring a lot of luggage to the senior's car, the face of the lesbian table was already a little blue, and I thought it would be good to get in the senior's car. At that time, the elevated highway in the magic capital was not as much as it is now, and the distance to the airport was not short. After another round of twists and turns, my lesbian table finally couldn't stand it anymore and was about to come out...... I hurriedly asked the senior who was driving for a bag, and I kept rummaging in the car according to the senior's instructions. In the nick of time, I finally found an envelope, opened it, and quickly handed it over. Looking at her sad appearance, I remembered the time when I took the Nortel exam.

It was my mother who accompanied me to the Beijing art exam, and I took a plane on the way back. After eating the dumplings on the plane, my mom couldn't stand the bumps of the plane, and vomited a bag full of vomit after a burst of nausea. Because I had no experience, I rang the service bell and handed the full vomit bag to the flight attendant. The flight attendant very politely told me that I needed to throw myself into the bathroom, and I remember very well that at that moment the air in the whole cabin was frozen and full of embarrassment. In my mind, I was even hoping that the plane would explode soon.

After throwing up, the face of the lesbian table was much better, so she closed her eyes and rested. Looking at her pitiful appearance, the desire to protect in her heart suddenly appeared. I bothered myself and carefully held the envelope, lest it spill out. From time to time, I will move my eyes to the lesbian table: She, look good~

I finally arrived at the airport, and after unloading my luggage, my senior reported to the director of political education that I was safe. With a few flights of experience, I've become proficient in selecting seats. Our flight was in the afternoon and the plane was flying from south to north, so the sun was on the left side of the plane. If you want to see floating clouds in the stratosphere without being exposed to the sun, then you need to choose the seat on the right side of the plane. After getting the boarding pass, before the time for boarding, he took us to lunch. Lunch at the airport is notoriously expensive, and the seniors wanted to take us to eat KFC, but the lesbian table just threw up, and finally chose to eat noodles. It was the most expensive bowl of beef noodles I've ever eaten in my life: a big, big bowl, two-thirds soup, a dough the size of an instant noodle pie, and three pieces of beef...... Although I didn't pay for it, I was still very distressed and ate it very slowly, so I hoped that it would soak a little longer, so that it would look more. But no matter how much you save, you will always finish it. The seniors were polite and insisted that we order something more. But it took all my courage to order that bowl of beef noodles just now, not to mention that there was still an in-flight meal on the plane, so forget it. After dinner, the senior talked to us about his college days. He told us that the happiest time of his life was when he was in college. Maybe it's because of eating, the complexion of the lesbian table has also recovered a lot, and she will join the topic when she was already groggy.

As the boarding time approached, the seniors sent us to the security checkpoint, and only after we both passed through the security check did we turn around and leave. The female table is considered an art student, and the high school Chinese art performance performed a pipa solo on behalf of the class. Later, I temporarily learned to paint for the art exam, and I successfully became an alumnus of Dapeng in just one year. This time when she returned to Chahachong, she also brought her beloved pipa with her, hoping to practice more after class, and didn't want to waste this skill. When I checked in, my seniors told me that this kind of thing could not be checked in, and it was easy to be "hit hard", so I happily became a little assistant.

This time, the flight time was slightly shorter, only a little more than 2 hours to reach the sky over Chahachong, and I didn't even finish the movie shown on the plane. When you take off, you can look down through the window at the green hills, but now it's the snow-capped Tohoku Plains. It was getting dark very quickly in the high latitudes, and by the time we got off the plane and came out with our luggage, it was already evening. In order to save money, we decided to take the airport bus to try it, although it is not directly to the school, but it is cheap. But we're still too young after all. I thought that the terminal of the airport bus was at a high-end station, but who would have thought that a dark intersection would drop off the passengers, and it was still outside at minus ten degrees. We are like a group of lambs to be slaughtered, just got off the car a group of black car drivers surrounded the ground, carpooling all have to be 50 yuan a person!! Why don't you carpool directly at the airport!! But compared to the later experience, these drivers are already very conscientious. I didn't know the place well and the weather was freezing, and the school was close to me, so I didn't think much about it, and I shared a car and left. After each went to bed, they immediately reported to each other that they were safe. Looking back now, I think our hearts are really big.

I was alone in the dormitory, so I ate instant noodles casually, read a book twice, and went to sleep after shopping around the school intranet for a while. Although it only took two hours from south to north, it took a full 12 hours from home to the dormitory, and I fell asleep within a few minutes of lying in bed.

The questions for the make-up exam were much easier than the final exam, but my level of nervousness was still the same. The school gives students three opportunities to take the make-up exam: the first time is before the start of the second semester, and if they fail, then they need to retake the course with the next batch of students. If you can't retake it, you'll need to wait until your senior year to take the final make-up exam. If you can't get through that, you'll have to say goodbye to your diploma.

Take the exam with the next freshman, what a thick old face. So I didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, carefully review and answer the questions, and I couldn't capsize in the gutter anymore.

After all, it was a computer exam, and the results came out quickly, and I passed. However, because it is a make-up exam, no matter how high the score is, it can only be counted as a passing grade. That semester, my grade points were really miserable, so don't be delusional about scholarships or anything.