Chapter 59: A Piece of Cake

"This ......" Qian Jianghai didn't understand what Ye Tang meant at all, how bad Class 8 was, he, the principal, knew best, it was really a group of hopeless students who had given up treatment themselves.

Just like when she was autistic, he couldn't figure out her thoughts and had difficulty communicating with her. Her illness was cured, and her mind deepened.

"Anyway, you can take the exam first."

Next to the principal's room is the music classroom, the music classroom has been idle for more than ten years, and its interior is still the same decoration style as forty or fifty years ago, with old coated paper frames of Beethoven and Chopin hanging on the wall. Chairs were resting on the tables, making room, and now they had been reduced to piles of clutter, and at the back of the room was an upright piano, covered with cloth, which was supposed to be black, because the dust was so thick that it turned grayish-white.

Ye Tang can imagine that a few years ago, there was a talented music teacher sitting in front of the piano, playing the piano while teaching students in homespun clothes to sing.

"You... You just sit... Sit here," Tian Wen walked to the first row and took a chair off the table, an old-fashioned solid wood desk and chair, the paint on it was peeling and corroding, there were many traces of time, and there was also a thick dust, and when the dust was raised, Tian Wen choked a few times.

He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the table and chair clean, "You... You sit here... Here," he said to Ye Tang.

"Thank you, Mr. Tian."

Tian Wen was shaken by Ye Tang's smile, and there was a shy smile under the black./framed glasses, "No... You're welcome," a man in his thirties, but with a hint of college student straightforwardness.

Teacher Tian is really careful, Ye Tang came from the classroom empty-handed. And he had already helped her prepare the exam equipment, so that she would not have to make another trip.

He laid things out in front of her in the same way: test papers, scratch paper, pencils, erasers, watercore pens, compasses, rulers...... Therefore, the tools needed for the math test are not bad. She is the only candidate, so she doesn't need an answer sheet.

The exam time and the normal exam are the same, two hours, and Qian Jianghai took into account Ye Tang's special situation and allowed her to extend the paper by half an hour.

Tian Wen didn't stay in the music classroom to invigilate the exam, he was full of classes this morning, the first and second classes were the math class of the second class of the third year of high school, and the third class was the math class of the second class of the second year of high school - the curriculum of the third year of high school in Eighty-seven Middle School was two consecutive classes in one subject.

Qian Jianghai asked Tian Wen to go to class with peace of mind, and stayed alone to supervise Ye Tang.

In the music classroom, only Ye Tang and Principal Qian remained.

was personally invigilated by the principal, Ye Tang did not feel nervous,

Ye Tang first skimmed through the topic and had a bottom in his heart.

Luckily, she had read all of her high school math textbooks yesterday. She re-recalled and mastered these high school math knowledge points.

The title of the test paper is #Final test paper of the second year of high school#,Senior one mathematics is very simple,Too basic,Too common sense,Compared with college mathematics,It's really a piece of cake。 For some questions, Ye Tang can directly see the answers without even using a pen after reading the questions.

Even if he didn't have a college foundation, when Ye Tang was in high school, he was a top student, and he scored perfect marks in mathematics.

Looking at these familiar math problems, the smell of ink in his nose, Ye Tang felt more nostalgia and emotion in his heart, who can experience high school twice in their life? It's a blessing to be able to sit in the classroom again for the exam, not to mention that this classroom is still full of traces of time, like scenes from old movies.

Ye Tang lifted the pen, and on the name column, the worker neatly wrote the word "Ye Tang". She hadn't written her Chinese name for a long time, her hand speed was a little slow, and she was afraid that she would accidentally write the English name "Candy".

She looked up at Qian Jianghai, Qian Jianghai didn't keep an eye on her, he took some work materials from the office. Ye Tang took the exam below, and he worked on the podium. School spicy chicken, does not mean that he, the principal, can mix up the marriage money like those teachers who are making up, Qian Jianghai does not have the high position of the principal of a good school, does not have their big ranks, does not have assistants, secretaries, drivers, and can only do everything himself.

Ye Tang's attitude towards doing the test papers is very serious, doing one question at a time, unlike an impetuous young man who floats when he sees the simple question, for fear that the principal will not know that he is a genius.

Ye Tang tried to work slowly and carefully in the exam, not wanting to behave too strangely, playing mahjong before, she was too eager for quick success, and the neighborhood was talking about it, but fortunately, Su Xiaodong appeared to divert everyone's attention. She didn't want to show off her skills in front of Qian Jianghai, that would be rude and meaningless.

And high school students should have the appearance and thinking of high school students. She shouldn't use any advanced knowledge to solve problems, not for fear of arousing suspicion, but just to prove her ability.

Multiple choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions, Ye Tang did it quickly, there were a few questions, and after she finished reading the question stem, the answers had already come out. When it came to the proof questions and answer questions, she wrote each step clearly, without skipping or omitting.

Ye Tang was full of calculations and took one hour and forty-five minutes to complete the test paper.

"Principal Qian, I'm done," she said, raising her hand.

Qian Jianghai immediately put down the work in his hand, walked over, and took away her test papers, and Ye Tang's time to do the questions was within a reasonable range. He glanced at the scroll roughly, and all the questions were answered, and he couldn't judge right or wrong for the time being.

Qian Jianghai was a physics teacher before becoming the principal, and after he got an administrative position, he did not fade out of the classroom, and still insisted on teaching physics classes, he was a physics teacher in three grades and three poor classes in the school.

The teaching work of the poor class is a hot potato, and the work that other physics teachers are unwilling to do can only be carried by him, who makes him the principal, he has to lead by example.

Interlaced like a mountain, he also forgot some of the mathematical knowledge, and he couldn't mark the mathematics test papers.

The class bell for the fourth class had just been rang outside, Tian Wen's morning work was over, his fourth class was free, he hurried upstairs, calculating the time, he thought to himself that Ye Tang should not have finished the exam yet.

As a result, he and Qian Jianghai, who was walking towards the office with the test papers, met head-on in the corridor.

Qian Jianghai greeted Tian Wen, "Teacher Tian, you came just in time, come to my office and correct Ye Tang's papers." ”

"Leaf... Leaf... What about Ye Tang? ”

Tian Wen was surprised that Ye Tang's speed was so fast!

"She's still in the music classroom,"

Qian Jianghai originally asked Ye Tang to go back to the classroom.

But Ye Tang said to him, "When I went back to the classroom halfway, it was not good to disturb the teacher's class, and I didn't attend the third class, so I couldn't keep up with the rhythm, can you let me stay in the music classroom until noon?" ”