The style of study in the middle school is very good.

How do you say that?

Here, excellent academic performance is a very face-saving thing, and the teachers' preference for top students is undisguised.

Moreover, the top student can be admired by his classmates.

It's true worship.

Take Lin Yi's grade as an example, there are many true and false campus legends such as "Brother Jun's Shoulder".

The so-called military brother, whose real name is Ma Jun, is a boy in the key class.

What's so amazing about his shoulders?

It is said that if you ask Ma Jun any question, he will turn around and look over his shoulder and stare at him for a moment after reading the question.

Depending on the difficulty of the question, the duration varies from a few seconds to more than a dozen seconds, and then it turns back and tells you "this question should be like this......"

It is as if all the reference answers are written on the shoulder.

This kind of existence is more appropriately called the study of God.

Lin Yi felt in his previous life that he and the god of war should not be the same species, he was another high-level creature above the "human".

If Lin Yi and Gu Caiwei are Muggles, then the god of war is Tom Riddle in Linzhong.

You-Know-Who.

There is no market for the "uselessness of reading" here.

There will be no one who jumps out inexplicably and advocates nonsense such as "good grades are just nerds" and "so many top students in the college entrance examination have never won the Nobel Prize".

Take the "mate selection priority" that male students are most concerned about, good grades are also a plus.

Probably second only to being handsome.

Let's put it this way, eighty percent of ordinary students who fall in love publicly have to be called parents, and top students are likely to get only one sentence when they fall in love:

"Don't interfere with learning."

As for what football quarterback?

Muscular men are not the aesthetic preference of girls in middle school, and most of the evaluation of this image is "not like a good person".

Of course, strictly speaking, the matter of "choosing a mate" itself is forbidden in Linzhong.

Otherwise, Director Wei of the Student Affairs Office turns on the laser eye every day and walks around the corners of the school, is it to consume food after meals?

Far from it.

The reason why I said this was because Lin Yi found out that his had been blown!

He took a look at the academic calendar for this semester, and there were still two weeks left before the final exams were full.

According to the attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days before, his mathematical, physical and chemical level is still far from being "recovered".

Theoretically, these are just "reviews" for Lin Yi.

But reviewing what you learned a few months ago is not the same thing as reviewing what you learned 12 years ago!

Like who remembers the Lagrange theorem, the Fourier transform, and Taylor's formula?

The language English is not foolproof.

Although this thing is a tool, the exam and application are not the same.

The format of the exam determines that it often needs to find some tricky angles to deliberately embarrass candidates, and many times it relies heavily on routines.

That's why there's such a thing as test-taking skills.

All in all, if you look at "high school student" as a profession, his basic literacy now is:

Unqualified.

According to his predictions, it is unlikely that this situation will break much in two weeks, but it is not to sit idly by.

So he's been very active in pestering the old bear lately, asking this and that.

Lao Xiong felt fresh at first, his grades with Lin Yi used to be half a catty to eight taels, and it was rare for Lin Yi to ask him for advice.

But soon he was bored.

"Smack!"

Lao Xiong threw the homework book on the table and looked at Lin Yi in disbelief: "You don't know this question, are you really admitted to the middle school by yourself?" ”

The topic is really basic, and Lin Yi is quite embarrassed.

"It's rude, I'm actually escorting."

"The escort students also took the test before they were admitted!"

Damn, if you don't teach, you won't teach, and you're actually engaging in personal attacks.

Lin Yi decided to delve into it himself.

But Lao Xiong didn't let him go so easily: "Hey, I said, your score has dropped a bit exaggerated, does that person really have such great magic power?" ”

"Which who?"

The cargo gestured in a certain direction.

Gu Caiwei, who was concentrating on her homework, sneezed inexplicably.

Lin Yi rolled his eyes: "It's not me who said, why can you think about it no matter what it is?" ”

"I think I'm too."

Lao Xiong didn't talk to him about this, but asked: "Have you handed in the intention form for the arts and sciences sub-subject?" ”

"Handed it over."

Key middle schools such as Linzhong are generally traditional science schools, and their grades have a total of 14 classes, usually only two liberal arts classes.

At the end of the first year of high school, before the division of arts and sciences, the "grade ranking" in the mouths of teachers and classmates is the science ranking by default.

Liberal arts rankings don't get anyone to pay attention to, or don't rank at all.

If a person who has been in the top 100 in the grade in science wants to choose liberal arts, the class teacher will talk to him or even his parents.

For Lin Yi, there was nothing to hesitate about.

He is a code farmer, and choosing liberal arts is equivalent to deleting the number and re-training, why bother?

Lao Xiong didn't ask him which one he filled in, which was taken for granted: "Then do you know which two classes were demolished this year?" ”

There have been rumors in the grade that in order to form two liberal arts classes, the two senior one classes should be dismantled and reorganized.

"Anyway, there is no class in our class."

Lao Xiong was surprised: "Ouch, the news is quite well-informed." ”

Generally, the class is of course selected to be at the bottom of the grades, and the fourteenth class has always been in the middle and lower reaches of the grade, which is theoretically risky.

"Do you know which of our class is going to study liberal arts?"

Lin Yi, the other classmate, was not impressed, he remembered only one.

Lao Xiong didn't mention this matter casually, and sure enough, he said next: "Zhang Jiaqi is going to the liberal arts class, do you think Gu Caiwei will go with him?" ”

Lin Yi was very sure: "She didn't go." ”

Lao Xiong didn't believe it: "It's as if you can be her master." ”

But he also wants to.

Of course, it is not that Lao Xiong has any wrong thoughts about Gu Caiwei, but that a school flower is placed in the classroom, which can be regarded as the "collective property" of the class.

It's good to take care of your eyes.

Lin Yi ignored the boring topic of Lao Xiong, and he went to find Xiao Haocheng to answer his question.

Brother Xiao was really very patient, and did not dislike his questions for being too low-level, and explained them to him until he understood.

Fortunately, Lin Yi is a face-saving person.

He knows the truth of moderation, and it is too ignorant to pester others as a tutor for such a period of time at the end of the semester.

So in the end, it's up to you.

Over the next two weeks, he began to bury himself in the mountains of books like the hardest working students in his class, wishing he didn't have to look at the road when he walked.

Lin Yi felt that he was stumped by the final exam, which should be regarded as a shame for the reborn.

To his comfort, his net worth is gradually accumulating as the World Cup in South Africa continues to progress.

No matter how much Lin Yi resisted, exam week still came as scheduled.