Natural human rights
Before the snow had completely melted, something white was the new topic of conversation. Pure white snow covered the earth, white test papers covered the table, paved the way to the future.
The second monthly exam came quickly, and Zhao Xingchi told Qiao Yang that she was so envious of the seniors in the second year of high school, because they only needed to take six subjects.
Qiao Yang told her that when they were in their second year of high school, they would only need to take six subjects. Zhao Xingchi's desire for the second year of high school reached its peak in an instant.
On the morning of the exam, there is no need to run the morning exercise, and the morning exercise time is used to set up the exam room. There is still some time to go after setting up the exam room, so you can go to the exam room schedule first and then have breakfast. After breakfast, I will wait for about 20 minutes in the exam room before the exam.
After reading the examination room schedule and still having breakfast, the three of them began to think about lunch.
"I've seen it, you two are next to each other in the exam room. And you two are on a low floor, so what, you don't have to wait for me after the bell rings, you two go buy food first, and wait for me directly in the canteen. Qiao Yang was the first to express his opinion.
"Okay, then you give me the meal card." Zhao Xingchi had no objection to Qiao Yang's arrangement.
"Another very important question, what do we eat for lunch?" Zhou Siyue raised a very critical question.
After the three of them deliberated, they unanimously decided to eat rice from the No. 1 window on the second floor.
In the morning, there were two exams, and when the school bell rang, the teacher immediately organized personnel to collect the test papers.
"Pass the answer sheet from back to front, the trumpet is on the top and the big one is on the bottom, don't write it, pass it quickly."
"The students in the first row just put the papers on the lectern."
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In just half a minute, the noise filled the entire school building. Some people leave the exam room immediately after passing the papers, and many more will wait a while to see if there will be any accidents.
The teacher checked the answer sheet on the podium, and when he saw that someone had filled in the wrong seat number, he hurriedly shouted a reminder. When the people who were still in the classroom heard their names, they immediately rushed to correct them with pens, and kept thanking the teacher in the voice of the teacher reminding them to pay attention next time. If he shouted twice and no one answered, that person was most likely not in the classroom, and the teacher could only help him change the wrong number.
After the teacher checked the answer sheet, Zhao Xingchi rushed out of the examination room and quickly found Zhou Siyue.
Zhou Siyue tightly held one of Zhao Xingchi's hands and walked through the layers of people. They seemed to be eloping, and they were getting faster and faster.
Entering the dining hall, they quickly found an empty table, occupied a seat with a cup, and the two went to line up.
Zhou Siyue returned to the dinner table alone with two plates, attracting a lot of surprised eyes.
Qiao Yang came quickly, and before the two of them could move their chopsticks, Qiao Yang ran over.
Zhao Xingchi was very serious when he ate, staring at the rice in the chopsticks, unable to take his eyes off it. After eating a few bites of shredded potatoes, she divided her gaze between the two.
met Qiao Yang and Zhou Siyue's playful gaze, Zhao Xingchi felt that something was wrong.
"What's wrong with you two? What am I doing? Eat. ”
Looking at Zhao Xingchi's blank eyes, Qiao Yang and Zhou Siyue smiled even more unscrupulously.
After trying to hold back the smile, Qiao Yang opened his mouth to explain, "Sister, you just seemed to have Parkinson's, we watched you clip a big pair of chopsticks and shredded potatoes, and then when you ate it, you trembled to the point that there were only two left." ”
Zhao Xingchi looked at the pile of shredded potatoes on his plate that had already eaten three bites but had not yet been significantly dented, and began to quibble, "Impossible, I don't believe you." ”
Zhao Xingchi held a chopstick shredded potato into the air, and then watched her hand begin to shake slightly, she tried to control her hand, but the harder she worked, the greater the frequency and amplitude of the hand shaking. When most of the shredded potatoes fell back onto the plate, the only three shredded potatoes left on the chopsticks looked a little lonely. Zhao Xingchi felt that his face hurt so much.
"Well, I'll admit that my hand is a little unsteady."
The two people next to him laughed even more presumptuously, especially Qiao Yang. Zhou Siyue still covered her mouth with one hand to make her smile less obvious. Qiao Yang laughed uncontrollably. But she still cared about her image and didn't laugh out loud.
Qiao Yang raised his head in the direction of Zhou Siyue again, motioning for everyone to look at Zhou Siyue.
Zhao Xingchi ate three mouthfuls of rice, but Zhou Siyue hadn't moved a mouthful of food. While the other two were eating, she did a big project.
Zhou Siyue ordered a dish with only corn, carrots and minced ham. Originally, the three were mixed very evenly. But at this time, the three colors of yellow, orange and red on her plate were distinct.
Zhao Xingchi's pupils shook, only to see Qiao Yang and Zhou Siyue glance at each other, and smiled, and then Zhao Xingchi was even more confused.
Qiao Yang and Zhou Siyue ate more often, and Zhao Xingchi didn't know what interesting things happened to them during the meal.
"Do these three dishes taste better when they are separated?" Zhao Xingchi tentatively spoke.
It was Qiao Yang who spoke first and answered Zhao Xingchi's questions, "Do you know what natural human rights are?" ”
Zhao Xingchi didn't know what this historical term had to do with Zhou Siyue's meal, so she shook her head honestly.
"Heaven has given everyone the power to be picky eaters." Zhou Siyue whispered.
Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what they were talking about. The three of them looked at each other and then smiled secretly together.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a table of girls who suddenly laughed for some reason when they were eating.
"Zhou Siyue doesn't like to eat carrots and diced ham." Every sentence of Qiao Yang contains key information.
"Come on, come on, which of you two wants carrots and who wants diced ham? This dish is quite expensive, so don't waste it. ”
Zhou Siyue sandwiched some carrots and didn't know whose plate to put them on.
"Give me carrots, Qiao Yang doesn't like carrots either. I think the carrots in this dish are quite delicious. Zhao Xingchi felt that he should argue for the carrots in this dish, "It's not good to be picky eaters, you two should give the carrots a face and eat it." ”
"I'm not a rabbit, what kind of carrots do I eat." Qiao Yang refused to give carrots the dignity it deserved for the price.
"That's it." Zhou Siyue echoed while putting the ham cubes on Qiao Yang's plate.
"Hmph." Come on, the two picky eaters are tsundere.
The three of them had eaten and wandered around the campus for a while before returning to the exam room.
When he got to the history exam, Zhao Xingchi suddenly remembered the words "natural human rights".
Writing to the eighth multiple-choice question, after reading the sentence that appeared on the question stem, "Man is not a slave, but the master of everything", Zhao Xingchi quickly judged that he should choose option B - natural human rights. She silently recited in her heart that God has given everyone the power to be picky eaters.
Two days later, after the exam, everyone in the class had a pile of test papers on their desktops. The sound of pulling the table and checking the answer are intertwined.
Zhao Xingchi saw that someone couldn't find his original table, so he randomly selected a table and pulled it away.
Well, God has also given everyone the power to change tables and stools after the exam.