On the silent paper, there were many gaps, and the extremely uncompact sentences seemed to Wen Xili as if she had torn a famous painting with a needle in her own hand.

Those beautiful sentences, Wen Xili's mind is like waking up from drinking and breaking pieces, she really can't connect them, such an ugly silent paper, which makes Wen Xili feel more and more dazed.

However, she had tried very hard to incorporate every sentence in the book into her mind, but now what appeared on this dictation paper was only her lack of memory.

Wen Xili touched the piece of paper with his hand, only to feel that this was ironclad evidence.

Someone can take this piece of paper and laugh at her stupidity.

The frustration in Vinci's heart struck.

Time flies by in the invisible hourglass, and the "rustle" sound of the tip of the pen sliding the paper is heard.

Occasionally, just occasionally, Wen Xili heard a sigh.

Wen Xili grabbed the pen tightly, his eyes were fixed on the paper, and gradually, the words did not become words, sentences did not become sentences, and the text did not become written.

can silently write the articles that have been passed down through the ages like this, Wen Xili feels that there will be no second one in this world besides her.

The weight on her neck became heavier and heavier, as if someone had pressed Wen Xi's whole person on the silent paper, counting her down.

Wen Xili only closed his eyes, raised his head suddenly, and the pain in his neck began to be gradually dispelled.

Turning her head to look at the other people, all of them were like she had just been at the desk, but it was not like Wen Xili had no knowledge in her mind, but she was trying to grasp the time, and the paper pressed under her hand was about to fly.

Wen Xili closed his gaze and looked at Tang Ju beside him, writing a little slowly, but the handwriting was dexterous and a little cute.

Wen Xili only looked at the paper in his hand again, and his mind was only more hollow.

Wen Xi Carp turned his head to look at Chen Lun again, Chen Lun had already written to the end, put down the pen, and found that there was a gaze on his face, so he looked over, and it turned out to be Wen Xi Carp.

Chen Lun smiled and showed the corners of his mouth, and only asked:

"What's wrong?"

Wen Xili shook his head, looking at the paper he received, his mind was still disconnected.

A headache came from Vinci's brain.

The pen in his hand made a circle in Wen Xili's hand, and then another circle.

The tip of the pen stops at the point where the finger is about to touch the paper, which is only a millimeter away, but it is difficult to put down the pen after all.

Such a difficult moment was not until Jiang Yun's voice made Wen Xili feel liberated.

Wen Xili exhaled softly, as if he could exhale the layer of pain that had accumulated in his chest, but there was still a residue after all.

Wen Xili rubbed his fingers, which were a little sore and even swollen, and looked up at Jiang Yun on the podium.

"This dictation is just a test of what you have learned, and I think you understand your own shortcomings.

Next, you should focus on your weaknesses and solve them well!

That's the end of today's dictation lesson! Let's get out of class! ”

"Goodbye, teacher!"

Jiang Yun walked out of the door of the classroom with her textbook in her arms.

The whole classroom was like a stone thrown into the lake, and it exploded into a splash.

The noisy sound sounded in the ears of Wenxi Carp, and Wen Xi Carp could hear some gossip from it:

"Did you hear that? Teacher Jiang, she came to see her! ”

"What object?"

Hearing this, the other person just asked curiously, and the other person lifted his chin and just said:

"I heard it looks like a college classmate."

"No, some college classmates, it's a blind date."

But this statement was quickly refuted:

"What are you talking about, you're not right, you're a college classmate of Mr. Jiang, and you're about to get married."

"Really?"

"That's it, my message is absolutely accurate."

Wen Xi looked in the direction he was talking about, and suddenly a voice broke it:

"Vincy Carp!"

Li Mingyue turned around, walked directly to the opposite side of Wenxi Carp and Tang Ju, and then found a stool at random, and then pulled it, and sat on the opposite side.

"What are you two doing?"

"What can you do? Of course, it's a bad math teacher's homework!

I'm really going to faint, why is there so much homework these days!

One paper in English, one section in mathematics, and knowledge of history--"

Tang Ju crossed his fingers and carefully counted the homework assigned by the teacher in the past few days.

Wen Xili just listened, only more confused.

Li Mingyue was about to reach out and cover Tang Ju's mouth:

"Oh, Tang Ju! Say no more! My whole head is starting to get bigger.

Vincy Carp, why don't you speak? How's it going? ”

"Well, all the blanks are filled, but I don't know if it's right or not."

"Oh, then you're not bad, forget it, I won't talk to you, I'm really nervous.

I'd better go and finish my homework first! Bye-bye! ”

Wen Xili watched Li Mingyue go away directly, and looked at the piece of paper he had written silently, and felt more and more miserable.

Wen Xili folded the paper, pressed it into the book, and began to prepare the book exercises for the next class.

Before class in the afternoon, Jiang Yun announced something in the class, which was about poverty subsidies.

Jiang Yun talked about the poverty subsidy, and then the students discussed it with each other.

Wen Xili looked at it quietly, and finally let go of this matter.

And Jiang Yun also said that this money should be given to people who need it more.

Wenxi carp just forgot about this.

Continue to start the life of two points and one line, eat, study, sleep, eat, study, sleep.

Such days have been passed by uneventfully.

Wen Xi Carp ate some food, lay down on the cold bed, closed his eyes, and heard a noisy voice in his ears, Wen Xi Carp didn't want to listen, just thought wildly in his head:

The former 123456 has become a lot of symbols that need to be re-recognized and sorted out, once a simple recitation of an ancient poem, into a large paragraph of classical Chinese to recite a large paragraph, once physics only thought that it was a light bulb and the current between the series and parallel, but I didn't expect that there was a lot of force, the geography of the past thought that it was to know a few place names, but I didn't expect that the cold and warm currents ran around the world, and the landform caused by nature had a why? In the past, chemistry was no longer just looking at a few experiments and then understanding a few chemical equations to solve a problem, but it became looking at maybe hundreds of equations, in which for some reason, there were several numbers between the symbols of those elements, and they cooperated well with mathematics.

Wen Xi thought like this, as if his brain was torn.

What was once considered simple is now very complicated to look at.

And what about people?

Wen Xili sat up from the bed, planning to hurry up and go to the class to study, but found that the entire dormitory was all looking at him.

"What's wrong?"