At Tianya Village Middle School, everyone is also taking the monthly exam.

Although everyone has known about the monthly exam for a long time, there are still many students like Zhou Xiaomin who are immersed in the ocean of agricultural knowledge. It was not until they were reminded by others that they suddenly realized that

"Monthly exams?"

The students couldn't help but think about returning to class life.

How about we just work as agricultural technicians for the rest of our lives?

But no matter what, they certainly couldn't escape. The students walked into the examination room with a nervous mood. Facing the test papers, they were sweating profusely and scratching their ears... But the examination room was surprisingly quiet, and the only sound was the rustling sound of the pen tip scratching the test paper.

A student walked out of the classroom, looked up at the dazzling sunlight, but his mind was still filled with the content of the Chinese test.

He had completely forgotten all the ancient poems; he had no idea what thoughts and feelings were expressed in the reading comprehension; when asked what he thought of the passage, he really had no opinion; his composition was an even bigger mess, he had no idea what he was writing about.

I did so badly on the test!

Fortunately, there was mineral water in an ice bucket outside the examination room. He took a bottle and gulped it down.

After drinking a bottle of water, tiny beads of sweat seeped out of his skin, and were blown away without a trace by the refreshing mountain breeze. His mind became less hot and he calmed down - it was already November, he shouldn't feel hot.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the results of my previous exams were just as bad as this one.

But why this time, he felt like he had a breath stuck in his chest, unable to swallow or spit it out?

He suddenly discovered.

I seem to be upset about not doing well in the exam.

It had been a long time since he had thought about how it felt to be upset about not getting good grades on an exam, but he still remembered the last time.

That time——

He was only about half his current height, carrying his schoolbag and test paper as he walked home. He didn't remember why he failed the test, maybe he played too hard with his friends, or maybe he was addicted to cartoons?

Anyway, he failed the exam.

He took the test paper home anxiously, and wanted to comfort his mother. He still remembered the feeling of wanting to comfort her, because it was very sad to fall from the top ten to the bottom. However, his mother scolded him.

Blame him, saying that they worked so hard only to be disappointed.

Dad came home, and he had a few drinks somewhere, and his face was red, as if he had had an argument with someone. After seeing his grades, he pulled out his belt and said he would help him learn a lesson...

He picked up his current schoolbag, touched the "Practical Technology of Vegetable Cultivation" with his hand, and couldn't help thinking -

Obviously there are people who praise themselves for being smart.

Just as he was immersed in the faint sadness of memories, he suddenly discovered that his classmates were doing something very shameful -

Review before the exam!

They were holding their copied notebooks, sitting somewhere out of the sun, or squatting in the corner, reciting mechanically:

"sin(A+B)\u003dsinAcosB+cosAsinB! sin(AB)\u003dsinAcosB-sinBcosA!"

"2cosAcosB\u003dcos(A+B)-sin(AB) -2sinAsinB\u003dcos(A+B)-cos(AB)!"

"(xh)2/a2+(yk)2/b2\u003d1!"

Shameless!

Do you really not want to be inferior?

He was extremely angry!

He felt betrayed by his rookie classmates!

He decided to take revenge.

He also took out his math textbook.

As the saying goes, "Sharpen your sword before battle, even if it's not sharp."

Soon, word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and the 'pre-exam review' actually became a horrible person-to-person transmission phenomenon.

Roll up! These bastards are starting to roll up too!

The program staff couldn't help but take a picture of all the students concentrating on reading books and memorizing formulas, and they all had a look of shock on their faces.

Is this still the same crooked-necked vegetables as before?

If you say you are a model student in a provincial key high school, we will believe you!

…

Because the exam started on Monday, the results were out by Wednesday.

Although the details and results of the exam will not be announced to the audience until the weekend, it does not prevent the two schools from knowing it in advance.

In the lecture hall, students from the problem class sat here, looking at the projection screen in front of them nervously.

They are about to return to class life, and their performance on the screen will obviously determine which social class they will be in next.

Principal Xu was the first to announce the results of the control class.

Tianya Village Middle School Gao Xiaolong Class, average score: 236.

"Huh?" Shao Yujie made a surprised sound.

"What's wrong?" Yin Xiaochuan looked at his friend.

"If I remember correctly, the score of the last control class seemed to be 238 points. In other words, their average score not only did not increase, but seemed to have dropped by 2 points."

"..." Yin Xiaochuan's eyes widened as big as cow's eyes.

So many things happened in this month that he felt like he was reborn and lived through another lifetime. How the hell did you even remember what the average score of the control class was last time! ?

Brother Jie!

Please leave a way for others to survive!

Maybe the test paper was more difficult this time; maybe the last time the overall improvement of 8 points had already demonstrated the full strength of the control class; maybe there may be other reasons, but no matter what, the average score of the rural control class decreased instead of increased.

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