Following the instructions, Wang Zhaozhao and his classmates found the corresponding teaching building, the corresponding examination room, and their seat numbers.
Wang Zhaozhao, Xu Yanni, Song Jiangli, and Feng Ergou were in the same examination room, Zhao Cui, Fang Wenjun, and Li Shengnan were in one room, and Liu Haiyan and Zheng Yimin were in another room.
Just like Wang Zhaozhao and Xu Yanni, there will also be regulars from other schools.
Chen Pei from the No. 3 Middle School of the city arrived early. When he saw Wang Zhaozhao and the others, he waved and greeted them happily, and even ran over to chat with them.
"Student Wang Zhaozhao, congratulations on winning first place in the provincial finals of the Harvest Cup Mathematics Competition."
"Thanks."
Before returning to his seat, Chen Pei, who had a soft appearance, spoke in a raspy voice and clenched his fists seriously, "Although, Wang Zhaozhao, Xu Yanni, we must give our all in the upcoming competition."
Wang Zhaozhao nodded with a smile, "Let's work hard together."
Xu Yanni also said, "Come on."
Contestants came in one after another, and everyone was present fifteen minutes before the start of the competition.
Then it gradually quieted down.
Wang Zhaozhao used her consciousness to chat with the system, but the system reminded her, "Host, everyone else is concentrating on writing for the upcoming competition. Don't you need to calm down a bit?"
"I do the opposite. I don't get too focused and keep my mind active." Wang Zhaozhao was talking nonsense.
"This system advises you not to be too active. After all, this is a conservative era." The system gives conscientious advice.
“…”
Wang Zhaozhao thought about it and quit the chat directly. She should calm down.
When the time came, the two teachers walked into the classroom and saw Wang Zhaozhao at a glance.
It was really... everyone else was sitting upright, but she was lying down, looking like she was asleep.
Xu Yanni and the others were a little worried about Wang Zhaozhao, but at the same time they were speechless.
But their seats were scattered, so it was not convenient to call Wang Zhaozhao.
"cough!"
One of the teachers coughed hard, cleared his throat, and then began to speak naturally.
"Host, host...are you still alive?" The system yelled in Wang Zhaozhao's mind.
Wang Zhaozhao was not only alive, but also woke up.
In a quiet environment, concentrating or something like that would just make her sleepy and fall asleep, wouldn't it?
"ah……"
She yawned silently, sat up, and wiped away the tears.
The system complained, "You better be careful. Other teachers think you don't respect them."
"I'm not as petty as you."
“…”
The system is self-isolating.
The teachers were indeed not that petty. They all knew Wang Zhaozhao - they first heard of his name and later saw his photo in the newspaper.
The essay competition only has one fixed topic: "The Beautiful Future I Long for"
When Wang Zhaozhao saw this question, she felt that she had been concentrating incorrectly and should keep her mind active. Especially for a question like this, it was okay to be overly active.
The beautiful future we look forward to is just a vision, and we can let our imagination run wild, as long as we stick to the main thread and don't let it be empty.
The system remained silent. Well, it was already expecting its host to write a shocking essay.
Wang Zhaozhao didn't spend too much time thinking and started writing the draft directly.
I didn't have a lot of inspiration. At one point in the middle of writing, I felt something was not right, so I crossed out a part and rewrote it.
After writing, read it over twice, correct the incorrect sentences and typos, and then copy it onto the answer sheet.
Could she say that she wrote something passionate for herself?
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