Zhou Chen's test-taking techniques were widely circulated in the group chats of various classes in the senior year of high school.
Inside a hospital,
Zhao Kun sat on a chair in the corridor, his face grim, without saying a word.
After visiting three hospitals, he finally found Zhou Ling at the third one. Because there was no family member's signature, the hospital hesitated to deliver the baby, fearing responsibility. When Zhao Kun saw Zhou Ling, she was in terrible pain. Only after Zhao Kun signed the consent form did they proceed with the delivery.
When Zhao Kun heard the baby's first cry, he was overjoyed, thrilled to become a father. But then the nurse told him that Zhou Ling had given birth to a daughter...
He wasn't happy at all; wasn't this guy just a money-loser?
What he wants is a son who can carry on the family line.
What's the difference between having a daughter and having no descendants? It means that in his generation, the Zhao family line will be cut off.
He has failed his ancestors.
Already feeling depressed because he was robbed and stripped naked yesterday, and his scheme against Zhou Chen ended in failure, Zhao Kun is now extremely depressed.
"Brother Kun..."
A faint cry came from the ward.
Zhao Kun heard this, but he didn't want to respond because he felt that Zhou Ling's womb was not cooperating. All his anxious searching had resulted in Zhou Ling only giving birth to a daughter. The fortune teller said that he, Zhao Kun, was destined to have a son, but where was his son?
Thinking of his mother's evaluation of Zhou Ling, saying that Zhou Ling was a jinx, he suddenly felt that there might be some truth to this. It was very likely that Zhou Ling's bad luck caused what should have been a son to become a daughter.
"Hey bro, your wife's calling you."
An older man poked his head out of the ward and reminded Zhao Kun.
Zhao Kun could not pretend not to hear, so he got up and went back to Zhou Ling's bedside.
"Brother Kun, have you seen our son? He must be very handsome, just like you, right?"
"Brother Kun, can you think of a name for our son? I want a nice-sounding name so that he can be as successful as you in the future."
Zhou Ling's face was pale, but her eyes were full of sweetness as she talked to herself.
But as they talked,
Zhou Ling noticed that Zhao Kun's expression was a little strange.
"Brother Kun, what's wrong?"
Zhou Ling suddenly felt a little scared.
"Has something happened to our son? I need to see my son, I need to see him, nurse... nurse..."
Seeing that Zhao Kun didn't speak, Zhou Ling panicked and immediately shouted for a nurse.
"Madam, you gave birth to a girl, not a boy."
What?
Did she give birth to a boy?
Zhou Ling, who had been shouting just a second ago, froze instantly, realizing why Zhao Kun looked unhappy.
She didn't have a son.
How could that be!
She dreams of giving birth to a son.
There must be something wrong with this.
Yes, that must be it.
"I didn't give birth to a daughter, I gave birth to a son! You've lied to me! Give me back my son!"
Zhou Ling refused to accept the fact that she had given birth to a daughter and began to throw a tantrum.
Upon seeing this, the nurse immediately went to call the hospital leadership.
However,
Some things are beyond Zhou Ling's control. The school leaders said that Zhou Ling didn't believe it and that a paternity test could be done; science doesn't lie.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ling put out the fire.
Deep down, she knew that the hospital had no reason to lie to her.
"Brother Kun, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I really thought I was carrying a son."
Zhou Ling looked up at Zhao Kun, her face full of self-reproach.
I want to be alone for a while.
After Zhao Kun finished speaking calmly, he released Zhou Ling's hand that was gripping his clothes, turned around and left the ward again.
"Brother Kun... I... we can have another child. I'm sure I can give you a son. Don't be angry with me, I promise I can..."
Zhou Ling looked at the slowly closing door, and her voice grew softer and softer.
If you have another child, will it always be a boy?
She wasn't really confident either.
Grandma Zhao always talked about her eldest grandson. If she had given birth to a boy, her relationship with Grandma Zhao might have improved greatly, and they could have lived peacefully together from then on. But now, Zhou Ling couldn't imagine Grandma Zhao's reaction after finding out about this. She would definitely treat her even worse.
Why am I so unlucky?
"Why a daughter?"
Zhou Ling felt that God was extremely unfair to her. Why was everything going wrong for her, while that other person was doing well and living a prosperous life?
"He must have stolen the good fortune that should have been mine and given me all the bad luck. You, Zhou Chen, are the culprit who caused me to give birth to a daughter."
The more Zhou Ling thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Zhou Chen's life was so smooth, while her life was full of hardships. They were treated completely differently.
Zhou Ling never reflects on herself, on why she has let her life turn out this way, or whether her life would have been different if she had listened to Zhou Chen.
She only ever blames others for all the setbacks and difficulties she has encountered, always looking for faults in other people's lives.
They are exemplary in their unwavering commitment to pursuing a single path to the bitter end, never turning back even after hitting a wall.
Zhou Chen, who was already in bed asleep, had no idea that the blame would fall on him out of nowhere. Zhou Ling's inability to give birth to a son was also being blamed on him.
This is absolutely outrageous, so outrageous it's beyond belief.
The second day of the college entrance examination
A light drizzle began to fall outside the window.
It seems that every year's college entrance examination is accompanied by a rainfall.
But taking exams on rainy days has one advantage: the weather is cool, so you won't be drenched in sweat.
When the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, Zhou Chen glanced back at Li Kaile, who was in the same class as him. The boy groggily got up from his desk, still sleepy-eyed.
Excellent!
The fact that he could still sleep during the college entrance exam shows that his title of "Master" is well-deserved.
Zhou Chen secretly gave a thumbs up.
After handing in their papers, the two walked outside together. Li Kaile looked excited and exclaimed that today's questions were too easy, and he finished them in ten minutes.
Most people would think Li Kaile was bragging when they heard this, but Zhou Chen genuinely believed him.
After all, if you don't write the essay questions and only answer the multiple-choice questions, relying on luck or guesswork, even ten minutes is a bit long.
"Brother Chen, I wrote the answers exactly according to the secrets you taught me this time. I'm sure I won't be last in the class this time."
Li Kaile's face was full of confidence.
"You seem to have forgotten that, besides you, those students in our class who are always at the bottom of the class also know the answering methods I taught you. Is it possible that they can answer the same questions you get right, and they might even get the ones you get wrong right? So you..."
Zhou Chen said slowly.
Li Kaile's expression froze instantly. Yes, those classmates with similar grades to him, using the same method, and even slightly better at it, meant that he still had a high probability of continuing to be at the bottom and becoming the last in the class.
In an instant, Li Kaile could no longer be happy; he wilted like a frostbitten eggplant.
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