Not only Shi Xin, everyone in the classroom except the two invigilators was a little dumbfounded.
A group of first-year junior high school students, who were very immature both mentally and physically, looked up at the chief invigilator who dominated the examination room with unexplained fear and eager and complicated expectations.
But Mingqiao was reluctant to give her a glance. He just flipped through the paper in his hand indifferently and boredly, then turned his head to look at the clock on the wall and reminded her, "There are still two hours and twenty-six minutes until the end of the exam. You are allowed to hand in your paper early."
Shi Xin shuddered.
If Mingqiao, who just asked the deputy invigilator to give him a pen, could be a normal person in disguise, then the current Mingqiao has completely become an NPC who does not recognize any relatives.
He didn't dare to look at Ming Qiao like this, so he buried his head very low, almost sticking to the table.
Everyone was abiding by the rule of not talking during the exam, but the increasingly rapid and uncontrollable gasps could not conceal the students' inner panic. Even Shi Xin's heart began to beat rapidly.
They are afraid. Shi Xin speculated that these students had at least experienced someone breaking the rules in public and knew clearly that breaking the rules would lead to serious consequences. Otherwise, they would have questioned these unreasonable things long ago.
The more this happened, the calmer Shi Xin had to be. He was the only adult here, and judging from Mingqiao's expression, he had obviously handed the battlefield in the teaching building to him with confidence. He had to find clues and cooperate with Mingqiao to rescue everyone.
Shi Xin took a deep breath, clenched the pen in his hand, and turned his gaze back to the paper on the table.
There is little point in repeating a set of questions, but wrong questions are another matter. If the purpose of doing the test paper again is to allow students to correct their mistakes, then repeating it multiple times is definitely to ensure that they can get a full score in the end.
Other subjects are okay, but for subjects like Chinese, where subjective questions account for the majority of the score, getting full marks is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Shi Xin compared his previous test paper and copied all the correct answers onto the new one, leaving only a sentence of classical Chinese that he had not remembered from the previous exam, a multiple-choice question that he had chosen incorrectly, and the final essay.
This time he had more time, but Shi Xin still couldn't remember the classical Chinese text that he couldn't remember, and he didn't plan to waste a lot of time on a multiple-choice question. He just randomly guessed an option that was different from the answer last time and focused all his attention on the composition.
The topic of the composition is the hungry cat experiment by American psychologist Edward Lee Thorndike.
The cat kept trying and eliminating mistakes in the maze, and eventually learned to open the door and come out to get food. [Note]
I didn't feel anything the first time I did it, but when Xin got the composition topic again, he was surprised to find that Thorndike's cat was somewhat similar to their current situation.
This exam is more like a simple version of the hungry cat experiment. Students have a clear goal, which is to get full marks. After repeated trial and error, they can get the correct answer in the shortest time in the last exam. During this process, the examiner gives scores and clear error prompts, which greatly reduces the cost of trial and error for students and simplifies the difficulty.
Shi Xin made a table to compare the experiment and the exam.
If he is the one who sets the test, why is this test for? What answer does he want to see?
Considering the knowledge level of junior high school students, the examiners will certainly not expect anyone to elaborate on professional knowledge of psychology or education.
Combined with the experiment mentioned on the back of Mingqiao work card.
Shi Xin turned the pen in his hand around his fingertips.
The teachers are conducting an experiment similar to the hungry cat experiment, and the students are the experimental subjects. Would the people doing the experiment want to hear their hungry cats comment on the quality of the experiment and how to improve it?
No.
Think simple.
Shi Xin guessed that what they wanted to hear most was probably Hungry Cat telling him in person how this experiment became a success.
When the papers were collected for the second time, it was already twelve o'clock noon.
Deputy invigilator Susan left with the collected papers, but Mingqiao remained in the classroom. He sat on a chair next to the podium, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.
The classroom was very quiet. Even though the exam was over and the premise of the rule of not talking was no longer valid, no student made a sound. Two consecutive exams had wasted most of their energy, and most of them slumped in their seats with hungry stomachs. They didn't know what to do now, and no one tried to leave the classroom.
Shi Xin thought for a moment, stood up from his seat, walked to the front of the classroom and tried to pull the door, but it didn't open, just as he expected. So it's not that the students don't want to go out, but that they have already tried and failed.
He glanced at Mingqiao, who was still in the same state, sitting upright in the chair with his eyes closed and his arms folded, not moved by any movement.
So Shi Xin became a little bolder, went up to lift a bunch of Mingqiao's hair, and circled it around his fingertips twice.
He had wanted to do this a long time ago.
Mingqiao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Shi Xin coldly.
Shi Xin met his dark and deep eyes and reluctantly put down his hand. But he didn't leave, instead he asked softly: "Did I violate the rules?"
Mingqiao paused noticeably: "No."
"So you're going to punish me?"
“No violation, no punishment.”
Shi Xin blinked and asked, "What would be considered a violation?"
Mingqiao didn't answer him again.
Shi Xin asked unwillingly: "What are the rules?"
Mingqiao still didn't say anything, and even turned his head away.
Maybe he simply didn't want to pay attention to him, or maybe answering him would violate the rule of "don't help students", Shi Xin didn't get what he wanted from Ming Qiao, so he could only sit back in his seat.
Ten minutes later, Susan came in with four large plastic bags filled with lunch boxes. Shi Xin saw that he put one box in front of Mingqiao first, and then began to distribute the lunch boxes to the students below.
He also got a box, which was a tomato and egg rice bowl.
They haven't had such a formal lunch since the last time they had a meal cooked by Mingqiao in the restaurant. They usually ate too much instant noodles and bread, and now they felt much more comfortable after eating a bowl of rice.
Shi Xin was shoveling rice into his mouth while thinking about Mingqiao's reaction just now.
He was like an emotionless machine, and he would automatically avoid sensitive issues when talking to himself, just like a computer program that did what he was supposed to do and said what he was supposed to say, but nothing more. Ming Qiao was now completely like an NPC, even the deputy invigilator Susan was more popular than Ming Qiao.
Shi Xin felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Ming Qiao always stands in front of everyone, supporting everything with his thin body, as he did in the past and now.
His sense of mission and responsibility is so strong that no one can match it, and his dedication to this profession is earth-shaking enough.
Shi Xin quickly finished the rest of his meal and walked up to the podium again.
Mingqiao's lunch box was half full. He ate very slowly, chewing his food carefully. Even after becoming an NPC, he kept this habit.
"Teacher Ming, I want to go to the bathroom." Shi Xin said.
Mingqiao didn't react. Instead, Susan heard this and scolded him in a bad tone, "We will all go to the bathroom together later. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Shi Xin looked at Susan and narrowed his eyes slowly. "The second rule of the teacher's manual is to provide full assistance to students when they need help. The chief invigilator has other reasons for not complying. What about you? I need your help now, teacher. I want to go to the bathroom. Let me out."
Susan's face turned pale. He rolled his eyes around twice, as if trying to recall the contents of the teacher's manual. After a moment, he smiled grimly, revealing a mouthful of bloodshot teeth: "Who said I'm a teacher?"
Shi Xin was frightened by his terrifying smile. Before she could come to her senses, Ming Qiao, who was standing beside her, had already grabbed Susan's neck and pressed her down on the desk. "Susan, you violated the rules. This is the second time I'm warning you today."
Half of Susan's face was covered with grayish-white chalk powder. He moved his vicious gaze from Shi Xin to Ming Qiao's head. The moment Susan was about to take action, Shi Xin pounced on her and pressed her back to her original position.
Shi Xin was much stronger than Ming Qiao. The muscles he had worked out in the gym were not in vain. Susan's head slammed back against the desk with a loud "bang". Countless fine pieces of chalk were stirred in the air and then slowly fell back.
"Go back to your seat." Mingqiao said to Shi Xin.
Shi Xin pressed Susan's head hard again out of concern, and then returned to his seat under Mingqiao's gaze.
Now everyone in the classroom stopped what they were doing, and they looked at the podium, trembling slightly.
Shi Xin was confused by their reactions, but the next second, he knew why these students were afraid.
The dazzling red light penetrated the fog and shone straight into the classroom. It seemed as if a layer of hell's light was covering everyone's head.
In the blink of an eye, Susan's head had rolled to the ground like a ball. The cut surface was neat but there was no blood. However, the red light in the room was enough to cover his whole body like blood. Ming Qiao, who was originally sitting next to Susan, mechanically turned his head to look at Shi Xin and made a lip shape.
[Iron rule of examination: It is forbidden to provoke the chief invigilator more than three times.
Tip: Provocateurs will bear the consequences at their own risk. 】
Finally, suppressed screams broke the silence of the deathly filled classroom.
Shi Xin looked at Ming Qiao without blinking and swallowed.
When the red light weakened and dissipated, Susan's body had evaporated like air. Mingqiao opened the classroom door and urged the students to line up to go to the toilet.
When Shi Xin passed by Ming Qiao, he turned his head and lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry."
In fact, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on Shi Xin, but if it weren't for him, Susan might not have found a reason to provoke Ming Qiao, and would not have ended up like that.
After all, Susan is Mingqiao's colleague and someone he needs to save.
Mingqiao pursed his lips and nodded expressionlessly.
Finally he was able to get out, and Shi Xin took this opportunity to run away.
The tradition of No. 1 Middle School is to have five exams a day, two in the morning and three in the afternoon.
Shi Xin and Jiang Su made an appointment to meet at noon, which was exactly the time when the two exams in the morning were over.
This is why he took the risk and told Mingqiao that he needed to go to the bathroom.
He hurried to the lobby on the first floor and waited for a while before Jiang Su and Wen Xing hurried down the stairs on the other side.
The two of them gasped and held their knees to relax.
"What is the title of your composition?" Shi Xin and Jiang Su asked each other at the same time.
"Thorndike's cat."
"We are the gorillas of Kohler."
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