The most tense moment of Zhou Yi is stagnant in the first ten minutes of the curl. The whole classroom was as silent as death, as if the stern soldiers were waiting in silence for the arrival of thousands of enemy troops. Zhou Yi held the pen tightly, his palms sweating, his legs shaking involuntarily, and his eyes fixed on the clock in front of the classroom. The minute hand was walking unhurriedly, and finally came to the number twelve.

"Ask the invigilator to hand out the test papers." A female voice came from the radio.

The invigilator stepped down from the podium with a stack of exam papers in his hand.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and let the gas stay in her body for two seconds, and then slowly exhaled it, and instantly Zhou Yi's nervous emotions left her body with this breath, which was Zhou Yi's original method of decompression in the examination room.

Zhou Yi opened his eyes, and the volume had already been handed out on Zhou Yi's table.

To be honest, Zhou Yi felt that as long as he took the exam, time would pass quickly, like a white horse. The repression of the exam, like a tightly woven linen cloth, hangs over the sky above the school, forcing those living in its shadow to forget the passage of time.

"What to do? I feel like I've failed the exam again. Xiao Yuan looked at Zhou Yi and said. At this moment, the second model has ended, the classroom is full of life again, and the students have begun to fight again, sweeping away the previous dullness. But Zhou Yi and Xiao Yuan sat in their seats with sad faces.

"The answer hasn't been corrected yet, how do you know if you didn't do well in the exam?" The boat moved away from Xiao Yuandao.

"Alas, the second model has also been examined." Xiao Yuan sighed and said, "I suddenly feel that time flies so fast. ”

"I think so, too," Zhou said.

"When I decided to repeat it, I felt that the time was going to be very long, very difficult, that hopeless length. But now I am almost halfway through before I know it, but I haven't studied hard before. ”

In fact, Zhou Yi understands that Xiao Yuan is already afraid of the college entrance examination. Only those who are true repeaters will understand that sometimes it is precisely because of the previous defeat that you are scared and afraid. Zhou Yi, she thought that if the year of repetition was infinitely long, how good it would be, like a small place that can be accommodated forever, as long as it has not passed the door of the college entrance examination, life will always be beautiful.

In the evening self-study, the teacher sent the answer. Xiao Yuan cried after reading the answer, and the frustration and powerlessness of the fleeting time made her feel hopeless for a moment.

"I didn't do well this time. If this continues, it will be difficult to repeat it for another year. Xiao Yuan looked at Zhou Yi and said with some self-deprecation, Zhou Yi saw that her eyes were covered with a layer of mist. Xiao Yuan is such a girl, usually big grinning and giggling, but she will still inadvertently show her vulnerability.

Zhou Yi hurriedly stepped forward to comfort, but Xiao Yuan kept her head down, and after a while, she told Zhou Yi that she wanted to open a fake note, wanted to go back to the dormitory to be quiet, and stay alone for a while, and then got up and went to the teacher's office.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to nod, Zhou Yi looked at the back of Xiao Yuan walking out of the classroom door, and at that moment, she thought of herself.

People say that "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers", but she and Xiao Yuan are not newborns, they are calves injured in a fight with tigers, and the pressure they face is unprecedentedly great, but Zhou Yi has always been willing to face this problem, and is unwilling to admit that there is a roadblock in his world.

Zhou Yi had to admit that she subconsciously chose to ignore the existence of the college entrance examination, a source of pressure.

Three days later, the results came in. Zhouyi changed from first to second, but Zhouyi was already very satisfied with this score.

Originally, there was a holiday after the second model was completed, but the school temporarily issued a notice that students in the third year of high school needed to make up for another ten days of classes. The other students were full of complaints, but Zhou Yi could see it, because they made up for two weeks in the last make-up class.

"There are still four days missing. Ten days is not long. Zhou Yi whispered happily in his heart.

But what makes Zhou Yi happy is still to come. Zhao Yili is very happy today, because the results of today's textbook drama are out, and "Peacock Flying Southeast" from City B Middle School won the first place. In the afternoon, the second mock test result analysis meeting was held, and Zhao Yili's class Chinese score once again ranked first in the age.

Zhao Yili stood on the podium and announced with great interest: "I propose that we can hold a Spring Festival Gala on the last day of the make-up class. ”

As soon as Zhao Yili spoke, there was a thunderous applause under the podium. The Spring Festival Gala means that there is no evening self-study, no homework, snacks, and mobile phones, and the students are naturally happy to do it.

Seeing that the classmates are all smiling, Zhao Yili is actually very happy in her heart, the students are preparing for the second model, they are very tired psychologically and physically, she sees them all suffering, and it is not impossible to relax a little in the specific season of welcoming the New Year. Zhao Yili paused, "When the time comes, I will play you the textbook drama we filmed." Zhao Yili said, "There is your Teacher Zhou." ”

"Oh oh" There was an exclamation from the podium again, after all, everyone had only heard of Zhou Jin in white clothes, but they didn't have the same good luck as Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi's heart was also happy, curious about Zhou Jin's acting ability.

Zhou Yi received two good news in a row in one day, and couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of life, but Zhou Yi thought about it, "Oh my God, there are still nine days before the new party will be ushered in." "Zhou Yi's heart can't wait.

"Ten days of make-up classes is really long." Zhou Yi sighed secretly in his heart.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhou Yi has been suffering in the past nine days, just like putting her in a Chinese medicine casserole to suffer, because her mind has already flown to this moment nine days later.

At noon on the day of the party, the class leader took a group of boys to sign a fake note and went to the supermarket outside the school to make a big purchase. Zhou Yi and Xiao Yuan had written their wish list early, waiting for these "Meteor Angels" to fulfill their wishes for them.

When he returned to the classroom after dinner, he saw a snack on the podium, and at that moment he had the illusion that his shopping cart had been emptied.

"Oh my God, did these people tear down the supermarket?" Xiao Yuan was also shocked. Since Xiao Yuan thought about life that night, she quickly recovered to be "full of vitality" Xiao Yuan the next day, but she never slept in class anymore, and her homework was actively completed on time. Xiao Yuan's appearance is the same, but his soul has already improved.

"I've heard that they've prepared a lot of games," Xiao Yuan said to Zhouyi, "but the punishment is also quite cruel." ”

"Huh...," Zhou Yi's body trembled, "What kind of cruel method?" ”

"I don't know, they say it's a secret, they have to keep it a secret, and they don't tell me." Xiao Yuan said.

"I hope I don't accept punishment." Zhou Yi muttered blessedly.