Everyone in the Donghai class successfully got the exam papers and started answering questions against time.

Wang Xin in the middle is sitting like pins and needles at the moment.

He originally looked at the empty examination room and was smug, thinking that the group of garbage didn't need him to abuse the dishes, and he was directly out.

Who knows, they actually rushed to the examination room at the last second, and the ancestral graves of these garbage were smoking, and they had such luck!

He pinched the "must pass every exam" charm hidden in his trouser pocket, and his mood calmed down a little.

The smoke from the ancestral tomb has a fart use, can it compare to the master-level spirit rune in his hand?!

What's more, no matter how much good luck there is, it will definitely be sucked away by his spirit rune today, and good luck will be given to him alone!

Wang Xin continued to answer the question.

But I don't know why, I always feel that everything is not as smooth as I imagined, the questions are answered decently, and I even encountered several ancient poems that I have never seen before, and even the essay questions are very strange, it is a speculative and philosophical type, and God is so difficult!

When he was about to hand in the papers, he hadn't finished writing yet, and the group of garbage in the Donghai class actually submitted the papers one by one in advance.

This disrupted his rhythm even more, and he was in a hurry to finish the last paragraph of the composition, and he didn't know what he had written.

That group of garbage, who can't answer the questions, just handed in a few handfuls of papers, which affected his thinking of doing questions, which is really hateful!

Fang Yumei was guarding her proud protégé and Nanshan class's greatest hope at the door, and as soon as she saw him come out, she immediately greeted him: "How do you feel?" ”

"Make do with it."

"The canteen has booked a private room for you, let's go to dinner first, you have been very stable in mathematics in the afternoon, and tomorrow Wen Zong and English will be your strength, I heard that you have already won the exclusive question of Professor Liu Haibin for Wen Zong, Wang Xin, this year's champion is none other than you!"

Fang Yumei said that Wang Xin was comfortable, and then looked at the group of people in the Donghai class, just like looking at the ants under his feet.

"Thank you, teacher, that's okay, let's eat first."

As soon as the words fell.

Just listen to the laughter in the corridor:

"Little Ancestor, you are so godly! You can bet on the range of essay questions, ah, ah, you say that you don't test narrative essays, don't test expository essays, don't test argumentative essays, I think it's a new type of philosophical essay? Fortunately, I stayed up late last night to memorize Fan Wen, and as soon as I played on the spot today, I felt that I was the reincarnation of a great writer, hahaha! ”

"Little ancestor, I feel that I have been stained with your light, good luck, the selected passages for reading comprehension are the most partial paragraphs of "Dream of Red Mansions" that I read two days ago, the key is to compare it with "The Legend of the West Chamber", it just so happens that these two books are borrowed from your desk, why are your tastes so high, Ancestor!"

"Sister, the ancient poems I'm most afraid of, this time in the whole middle hahaha, how is the volume so fragrant when I got up at five o'clock this morning, I also checked the poetry collection carefully when I met a sentence, and I thought it would be so difficult to take the test, but I really took the test!"

"......" a string of overjoyed confessions resounded in the corridor.

Xi Zuer always smiled and did not speak, like watching a group of innocent children who worked hard to get good fruit to eat.

Wang Xin was depressed for a while when he heard this, and his liver hurt for a while.

He almost didn't finish his essay!

He hasn't read "The Legend of the West Chamber" for reading comprehension!

He can't write more than half of his ancient poems!

Damn, the Donghai class actually answered all the questions he didn't know, this is not scientific!

Seeing Wang Xin's ugly face, Fang Yumei was worried and angry, and couldn't help yelling: "What are you arguing about!" Random noise will affect the discipline of the college entrance examination room, and then make noise to clean you out! ”