For the upcoming monthly exam, Lin Yuexi seems to have no preparation. This semester, from the beginning of school to the present, her heart is impetuous.

She knew she was in a hurry.

After all, if there is something you have in mind that you have gotten and then let it go, it is inevitable that you will be a little unwilling in your heart.

She was indeed unwilling.

Although she knew that the gap between her and Hao Shen, the first in the grade, was not a star and a half, but in this school, except for Hao Shen, she had never been convinced.

When he entered the school, he was only under Haoshen alone.

She wanted too much, and she was scared, so she was in a trance every day.

When I came back from dinner the day before the monthly exam, the homeroom teacher waited in the classroom early in the morning, and opened the seats before the evening self-study and arranged them according to the examination room.

Lin Ran looked at the examination room number, and took the exam in the opposite building, the No. 1 examination room, No. 18.

Eighteen.

Lin Ran silently thought, this result has been achieved in many monthly exams. She's tired of it for a long time.

The tables and chairs were lined up, and before they sat down, the bell for the evening self-study had already sounded, and Lin Ran returned to his seat with a stack of books.

Suddenly found that Zhu Chengzhuang, who was supposed to be behind Chen Hui, pulled the table behind him. At this time, he was sitting there looking at the first Chinese test of the next day.

"What's so good about language?" Lin Ran muttered, as he spoke, put the book on the table, put his legs in the aisle, and raised Erlang's legs.

Ever since Mao'er had lined up the seats to sit around the table, Lin Ran had become accustomed to sitting like this.

Because, the two of them are facing the table, and there is really nowhere to put their legs.

Lin Ran is okay, after all, he is not too tall, Tian Hao at the table, who is 1.9 meters tall, can kick Lin Ran's feet when he stretches his legs in the aisle.

"Who is like you, the god of language!" Zhu Chengzhuang bit the tip of his pen and said with a smile.

Lin Ran often laughs at himself that he is not suitable for staying in the science class, the most important mathematics and physics in the science class are all subjects that Lin Ran is dragging behind, but Chinese and English are the best, and Chinese is the second in a single subject almost every time, and the first is the big guy in the liberal arts class.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Ran felt a heartache. Gave up the liberal arts class, which was obviously ranked higher, and applied for science for chemistry, but he was always unable to do it. may have secretly regretted it, but he still insisted that he never regretted it.

"Hey! Can you copy it for me to see? Zhu Chengzhuang poked Lin Ran's back, "Anyway, you have two or three copies, just borrow one from me, maybe I can copy one or two sentences tomorrow." ”

Lin Ran touched the earliest excerpt notebook, turned his back and handed it to Zhu Chengzhuang.

Lin Ran especially likes to make excerpts, she can turn almost every set of Chinese test questions from beginning to end, Lin Ran feels that she should be the most excerpted in the class.

But she only likes to copy, not memorize.

Or perhaps, the moment the tip of the pen crosses the page, those words that touch the heartstrings have already been imprinted in my mind.