For the next week, Zhong Zhengnan didn't go anywhere, and spent all day at home to study, of course, he also took advantage of the time when there was no one at home, and took the time to go to Beishan Town to investigate the cause of Xiao Hongbin's death.

As the policewoman from the inspectorate said, Xiao Hongbin died of cardiac arrest because he was frightened, and now Beishan Town Senior High School has a new principal.

On the morning of June 28, before six o'clock, Zhong Zhengnan woke up.

Every time there is a big event, he will be sober and messy. As long as it is a good thing, it must be done well, and this also makes him have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, if he doesn't do it well, he will be very troubled.

This problem didn't seem to dissipate with his cultivation of Yin Demonic Determination, but instead became much more serious.

After getting up and getting out of bed and memorizing a few Chinese essays and a few political questions, Zhong Zhengnan put the items used in the exam into a transparent document bag.

During the meal, seeing that his parents seemed to be more nervous than himself, Zhong Zhengnan couldn't help but smile and comforted: "You two can rest assured, my son will definitely get a good score in the exam this time!" ”

"Son, Dad believes in you." Zhong Xiaodong, who believes in his son very much, is no exception this time.

Mother Zhang Min instructed: "Then you can't be sloppy, think about it before answering the question, and then put it down, and then check a few more stools after answering the question, and also, your words are neatly written, don't be so foolish as usual... ”

Listening to his mother's nagging in his ear, Zhong Zhengnan was not as impatient as in his previous life, but listened carefully to his ears.

After eating, as in his previous life, his mother Zhang Min accompanied him to Linghe No. 2 High School to take the high school entrance examination. When he came to the gate of Linghe No. 2 High School with three jumpers, Zhong Zhengnan saw the crowd at the gate of the school at a glance.

"Mom, I'm in." After getting out of the car, Zhong Zhengnan said to Zhang Min.

"Son, don't worry, answer seriously." Zhang Min seemed to be a little uneasy, so he couldn't help but ask again.

After holding the document bag in his hand and his mother Zhang Min nodded, Zhong Zhengnan walked through the crowd and walked into the small opening of the electronic door of Linghe Second High School.

Looking back, when his eyes met his mother Zhang Min's worried gaze, Zhong Zhengnan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Then, he stopped, smiled and waved to his mother Zhang Min.

Turning around and looking at the red and white teaching building in the distance, Zhong Zhengnan said softly with blazing eyes: "My college entrance examination, I'm here." ”

On the first day of the college entrance examination in late June, the hot weather turned into a cool breeze, and this is unintentionally a blessing before the exam for those candidates who are worried about being too hot and affecting their performance.

Walking on the playground of the second high school, even if it was just paved with lawn, Zhong Zhengnan's heart was not shocked, as if the teaching building in front of him was not a flood beast, but a cloud of air.

Indeed, for Zhong Zhengnan, who deals with ghosts every day, the college entrance examination is really a small scene. However, after millions of candidates crossed the bridge, it is estimated that less than a tenth of them will reach the other side.

This single-plank bridge carries countless hopes and bears the opportunity to change the fate of those who walk on it.

However, for Zhong Zhengnan at this moment, if he does not walk on this single-plank bridge in time, his fate has changed. And the reason why I want to walk on this single-plank bridge is just because I want to enter her world.

After being swept all over his body with a detector by the invigilator, Zhong Zhengnan found his seat according to the information on the admission ticket.

The first subject, language.

The invigilator walked to the podium with a thick brown paper bag, tore it open, and distributed it to the other two invigilators, and finally the test papers were passed back by the candidates sitting in the first row.

There was silence in the classroom, except for the clatter of the papers.

After leaving his own papers and passing the rest of the papers to the candidates behind, Zhong Zhengnan began to fill in his name and admission ticket number, and then began to take a cursory glance at the Chinese high school examination paper in front of him.

Fill in the blanks, choose, judge, read... Composition, when his eyes fell on the topic composition at the end of the volume, Zhong Zhengnan's eyes flashed with a bright light.

"Reluctant."

After reading the two pictures on the volume, Zhong Zhengnan immediately said silently in his heart.

Because he had read the essay in advance, he quickly understood the core of the essay on this topic, and wrote an argumentative essay with the central idea of willingness.

In order to improve the overall score, Zhong Zhengnan decided to start with this essay with the intention of being willing, and used the essay that had been prepared before to chase after the victory, at least to improve the Chinese score of the college entrance examination by ten points.

Everyone else is from the front to the back, but Zhong Zhengnan does the opposite, and the place he chooses to answer is the last question of the paper and the one with the highest score, composition.

The composition score of 60 points accounts for more than one-third of the full score of 150 points in the Chinese test paper, and if it was changed to three months ago, he only got 40 points in the Chinese composition of the college entrance examination.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, Zhong Zhengnan took a deep breath of air and began to write.

With the intention of giving up, with the theme of giving up, when he wrote an essay of no less than 800 words around the reluctance and devotion, Zhong Zhengnan's heart was like water.

According to the composition that he had memorized, he quickly wrote the first sentence on the volume, "Acquisition is a way, giving up is a kind of wisdom, and giving up is a state." ”

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Zhong Zhengnan's entire composition was written, flowing smoothly, with almost no pause.

In twelve minutes, an essay of about 1,000 words jumped on the paper and appeared in front of Zhong Zhengnan's eyes.

Although in his opinion, this article that has just been completed is not so splendid, but in terms of overall connotation, it is definitely a good article worth recalling.

It's not a good essay, but a good essay that can appear in a magazine.

"At least fifty-five points." After reading his masterpiece silently, Zhong Zhengnan scored in his heart.

Finishing the essay means that Zhong Zhengnan has already scored one-third of the score at this time, and then he only needs to get sixty-five points out of the remaining ninety, and he will complete the plan.

Of course, if you are serious, it is normal to get 80 points.

It's just that in Zhong Zhengnan's opinion, as long as he can be admitted to Fengtian University, even if he can get more points, there is no point. Just like the essay he wrote, giving up is a kind of wisdom, and there is giving to gain.

Two papers, answered from back to front, and it took Zhong Zhengnan an hour to finish all the answers.

In addition to the time spent on essays, the other questions are almost equal to one point on average.

This is a score subject, Zhong Zhengnan is neither greedy nor careless, he answers the questions according to the scores in his plan, and when the answer to the last question is filled in, he knows that the 120 points of the language have been obtained without accident.

The examination room was quiet, and after spending half an hour in boredom, Zhong Zhengnan's ears finally remembered the bell of the roll-up.

After the test papers were taken away by the invigilator, Zhong Zhengnan began to pack his things. During this period, he seemed to glance at the candidates in the same classroom as him, and almost everyone had a relaxed look. It is estimated that like him, no one feels pressure on this language exam, after all, few people do not perform abnormally in the language subjects of the college entrance examination, unless they are unwell.

"Why is she in the same exam room with me?" It's just that when he packed up his things and walked towards the door of the classroom, Zhong Zhengnan suddenly saw a familiar figure passing by him.

Zhao Yumeng?