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The classroom bell rang, and I listened to the announcement: "All candidates please note that there are still thirty minutes left before the end of this exam, please check carefully and pay attention to the time." After repeating it on the radio a few times, I heard the sound of writing in the classroom.

A young man with a toothpick in the corner of his mouth, his shiny hair knotted against his scalp, as if he hadn't washed it for a long time, and a scar about three or four centimeters long at the corner of his eye, stared at the exam paper in front of him at this time, scratching his oily head, because of thinking, the toothpick had been bitten out of shape.

Hearing the voice on the radio, he, raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and then continued to stare at the exam paper on the desktop and continued to write, when he saw that there was a question in the exam paper, he suddenly stopped the pen in his hand, and then touched the scar in the corner of his eye, a trace of murder burst out of his eyes, shook his head, and did not answer this question, but chose to skip this question, continue to answer the following questions, when he finished writing the last stroke, a long sigh of relief.

At this time, a voice also sounded on the radio, "All candidates please note that after the exam, please put the scratch paper on the table, pack your belongings, and wait for the invigilator to collect the paper in turn." After three broadcasts on the radio, all the candidates put their test papers on their desks, played with scratch paper, and waited for the invigilator.

When the invigilator came to the young man in order, he took a special look at the scar on the young man's face, and smiled at the young man: "This candidate, please give me your scratch paper, the scratch paper is not allowed to be taken out." ”

The young man glanced at the invigilator, then flattened the scratch paper he was playing with, handed it to the invigilator with both hands, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry." ”

After the invigilator finished collecting the exam papers and scratch paper, he stood on the podium and said to the candidates, "Candidates can leave the examination room." ”

After the teacher finished speaking, all the candidates left their seats and walked to the place where the bags were put in turn, and the young man came to the door, picked up his backpack, and walked towards the outside of the corridor.

At this time, a beautifully dressed girl stood in the classroom corridor and shouted, "Zhao Ziyang, Zhao Ziyang, wait for me." ”

When the young man heard his name called, he stopped and turned to look at the little girl, a girl wearing a black and white sweatshirt on the upper body, a pair of jeans on the bottom, a pair of white sneakers on her feet, and a hairstyle that was neither long nor short.

The girl ran to the young man in five steps and two steps, less than half a meter apart, looked up at the young man, hugged her hands unconsciously together, and then kept turning her fingers, blushing and twisting at the young man and said: "Hi, Zhao Ziyang, long time no see, are you also here to take the exam?" ”

The young man looked at the girl, nodded with a cold expression and said, "Ang, yes, are you here too?" ”

"Hmm. That's ...... you."

The young man did not let the girl continue, but directly interrupted the girl's speech, and said, "I have something to do, and I will talk about it next time." After saying that, regardless of the girl's expression, he turned to leave.

After the girl saw the young man's performance, she stomped on the ground angrily, and then pointed at the young man and shouted: "Zhao Ziyang, you bastard, you left without saying a word at that time, and now it's like this again." Look at the old lady who doesn't catch up with you this time, and kill you. ”

It turned out that this Zhao Ziyang was the young man with an oily head, a toothpick in his mouth, and a scar at the corner of his eye.

Zhao Ziyang had already walked out of the teaching building at this time, came to the outside of the teaching building, and looked at the teaching building that was still standing, but the other buildings around it had been demolished, standing alone in this land, surrounded by some demolished construction waste, and the students walked around into the teaching building.

Zhao Ziyang took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, looked up at the teaching building that had become lonely, and said with a sigh: "After ten years, I came here again to take the exam, and it has been ten years." ”

After speaking, Zhao Ziyang put the cigarette butt with two-thirds on an inconspicuous stone pillar in front of a teaching building, and turned to leave.

A lonely, cold, and compassionate figure gradually disappeared into the campus.