Cannon Fodder Transmigrates to the 80s, With a Barrage Revealing the Plot

16-year-old Wen Zhu suddenly gains the ability to see something called a "barrage," which tells her she's cannon fodder who's about to be abducted by human traffickers, have her org...

Chapter 63 The upcoming joint examination

Chapter 63 The upcoming joint examination

After Qian Xusen caused a sensation in the class, Teacher Lin looked at this group of boys and girls in their prime years with a smile and gave them some time to chat with each other.

After a moment, he raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said that he had something important to announce.

"Classmates, we are almost at the end of our junior high school years. I hope you will cherish your time, give it your all, and leave no regrets!"

After he finished speaking, the class, which had been noisy and bustling, suddenly fell into silence.

Everyone was reminded by this, suddenly remembering that they were already in the second semester of their third year of junior high. This meant that they would soon be parting ways with their close friends and classmates, each going their own way. For some, this separation might last forever. Therefore, the atmosphere was inevitably somewhat melancholic.

Before they could feel sad for too long, Teacher Lin dropped another bombshell.

"I'd like to inform everyone that next week, all middle schools in the city will hold a joint exam to assess the basics of third-year junior high school students, and our school will also be participating. This will be very valuable for your future high school entrance exams and college applications. Please review and prepare diligently in the next week! I have confidence in you!"

"ah!?"

As soon as Teacher Lin finished speaking, the class exploded like a drop of water in a frying pan. The previous sadness and reluctance were instantly extinguished. Everyone began to frown and whisper.

"What should I do? I don't even dare to take the exam anymore. Our school always ranks last."

"What's the matter? It's not the first time we've been at the bottom."

"Didn't everyone just choose not to participate before to avoid embarrassment? Didn't it finally happen to our class?"

"Who knows what the school will do this time? We're going to be rubbed to the ground again! Ugh."

Deskmate Zhou Xiaoju also sighed, which made Wen Zhu very confused. "It's not like we haven't taken the exam before, is it really that exaggerated? It's just a joint exam, how is it different from our usual monthly exams?"

Wen Zhu had heard from her third brother before that the school did not attend the joint entrance exam. However, she was introverted at the time and rarely interacted with her classmates, so she had no idea why.

Zhou Xiaoju immediately became interested when she heard this. "Well, you're right to ask me! I have a cousin who lives in the city, and I've seen the joint entrance exam papers at her place. They're incredibly difficult. If I took the exam, I don't even know if I could get 100 points on a 120-point paper even if I performed exceptionally well!"

When Wen Zhu heard this, she thought it was such an exaggeration. She knew Zhou Xiaoju's grades, which were considered average in the class. If even she was so unconfident, one could imagine what other students were thinking.

Their class is considered a fast class, but their classmates are so unconfident, let alone the other classes.

No wonder everyone reacted so strongly when they heard they had to take the joint entrance exam.

Wen Zhu nodded, indicating that she understood, and her reaction remained calm. After all, in her opinion, there was no point in getting anxious and angry.

The most important thing is that she, a person with memories of two lives, took such a joint exam. If she told others that she felt no pressure, it would be suspected of cheating and would also attract hatred. So I decided not to say it out loud and hurt her.

"Wen Zhu, why are you reacting so calmly? Aren't you anxious?

If we come in last again, it'll be such a shame! If my aunt asks me how I did on the exam again, I won't be able to say I didn't take it!

Oh, then my mom will have to pull my ears and make me learn more from my cousin."

Wen Zhu thought carefully and replied, "If we had papers from previous years and could analyze the question types and find the patterns, then even the most difficult questions wouldn't be a big deal. After all, we're not any less intelligent than others, it's just that we don't have that many resources in this small place."

Wen Zhu's words were plain, but they seemed to have magical power, giving Zhou Xiaoju confidence in an instant.

"Okay, I won't be staying on campus today. I'll go back and tell my mom to borrow my cousin's test paper tomorrow and see if I can find some previous years' questions. I remember she said she had done them all!"

Zhou Xiaoju hugged Wen Zhu's arm,

"Wen Zhu, I don't think I'm afraid at all now. As long as I analyze the questions from previous years carefully, I won't lose to my cousin by much!"

Zhou Xiaoju was now full of fighting spirit, like a fighting cock, ready to fight at any time! Wen Zhu did not want to undermine her self-confidence and nodded with a smile.

Qian Xusen, who was sitting in the last row, didn't care when he heard about the exam. He never did it anyway, so it didn't matter to him whether it was difficult or not.

But he was bored, and when he stretched his neck to look forward, he always saw that short girl named Ju, who would always cling to his good friend's arm, which made him very dissatisfied.

Just talk, why are you like an octopus, grabbing people's arms like a pendant? Who is her best friend?

Young Master Qian had originally planned to come back in the morning to catch up on his sleep, but seeing the backs of them being inseparable and even holding hands even when going to the bathroom, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep at all.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the two people in front of him, listening attentively to what they were saying. How could they have so much to say?

He and Wen Zhu had a life-or-death friendship. How could it be the same with the others? Not only did he have to sit at the back because of his height, but the two people in front of him were so clingy right in front of him, completely ignoring him as a good friend.

He is unhappy.

During lunch, Wen Zhu called Qian Xusen, but the young master, for some reason, ignored her and walked off arm in arm with another boy he had just met.

Wen Zhu hadn't expected that with his personality, he could make friends so quickly. But it was fine this way, after all, boys had more common topics to talk about.

At that time, everyone's minds were not so open, and male and female students all played their own games and rarely played together.

So she didn't care too much and rushed to the cafeteria with Zhou Xiaoju.

After dinner, Wen Zhu went to the school director for help in applying for day study and received the day study certificate immediately.

Until school was over in the evening, Qian Xusen never came to borrow anything from her again, and she didn't find it strange.

After all, she had to be efficient at school. She was so busy she had no time to focus on anything else. She did all the homework the teacher might assign in advance, not wanting to take it home. She also wrote a speech for the principal. She also read through some of her junior high school textbooks in order, summarizing the key points and reviewing them. Although she had studied them in her previous life, the timing was different, and the focus and requirements were different.

During the lunch break, Wen Zhu also wrote down an inspiring short story about the ideological education of teenagers based on his memories of his previous life to find inspiration for himself.

I read it over and over again, and although the story was good, it didn't seem to fit in with the mainstream thinking of the time. I also didn't know what year the article was from, and if it happened to be written by the same author, it would be plagiarism. So I sorted out my thoughts and decided to write my own.