The big sale on the first day made Zhou Yingqiang and Zhang Zidong very excited, and after returning home, they strongly hoped that Qingping would agree to increase the amount of vermicelli sold every day. 'It's blocked.

There was an exam on the 6th and 7th of January, Qingping didn't have time to think about Zhou Yingxiu's affairs anymore, and she no longer paid attention to these two excited and stupid people, dropped the work of making clothes in her hands, and began to enter the intense review stage.

The main experience is spent on memorizing the language, and the tongue-twisting ancient text can't be memorized, and Qingping is so anxious that she is about to scratch her ears and cheeks.

When Li Yuanhao came to deliver the finished rolls, he saw Qingping pacing back and forth in his room, shaking his head, and he almost laughed out loud.

"Bring it, I'll show you, is it really that hard to memorize?"

Qingping handed the language book to Li Yuanhao with a bitter face, "Look at this, it's so much, it's still moving, how can people remember it." ”

In order to be able to make ancient costumes with dynastic characteristics, Qingping has studied a lot of ancient literature, but she seems to have a natural rejection of ancient texts, so she always finds translated vernacular texts to study.

"I remember that your grandfather taught you how to read ancient texts, and when you were young, you still gave me a chatter, have you forgotten now."

The expression on Qingping's face froze, as if something suddenly lit up in her mind, yes, my grandfather has a special cave, and there are many ancient books in it, what Sui and Tang Romances, Xue Rengui Zhendong, Xue Dingshan Zhenxi, Yang Jiajiang, etc., she has turned over and over again.

"Oops, I remembered, give it to me, I know how to carry it."

Qingping snatched the book from Li Yuanhao's hand, sat on the chair, picked up the pen and began to write.

Li Yuanhao's eyes flashed with loss, he thought that he could also teach her, but such a good opportunity was lost by his own words.

After Qingping drew the place of the ancient text and wrote it, it turned out that she didn't have class and watched the empty and white pages fill in, she laughed happily.

"Haha, this time let's see what Mr. Wang can do with me, this time, I will definitely give him a 70 points in the Chinese test."

Qingping's smiling face shook Li Yuanhao's eyes, the corners of his mouth quietly curled, and the loss in his heart disappeared.

"Can you mark my papers now?"

"Okay, okay, take advantage of my sister's good mood and give you a little looser."

Li Yuanhao smiled helplessly, and the doting in his eyes flashed.

"Well, yes, more than 90 points in algebra, more than 80 points in physics and geometry, and it's no problem to advance to the third year of junior high school."

Qingping corrected very quickly, and at a glance swept the steps and answers he did, he could brush down the strokes to make mistakes or put crosses.

Li Yuanhao's mood became complicated again, and he felt that his efforts were far from enough.

On the 5th, Qingping went to school again, reported the situation to Teacher Fang, and reassured Teacher Fang that she would come back on time for the exam the next day.

On the morning of the 6th, Qingping came to school early and sat in her seat.

When the classmates saw her sitting in the seat, their eyes were about to fall off.

Li Yuanqing had already learned from Li Yuanhao's mouth that Qingping would come to take the exam, so he was the only one in this class who was not surprised, and there was also a Dabin, but Dabin was in the second class.

Zhang Jiaming walked in, saw Qingping, was stunned for a moment, and then unfolded a bright smile at Qingping.