Zhou Yu didn't say this intentionally to comfort them.

How could Zhou Yu not know what the current situation of these students is?

During this period, Zhou Yu has added so many growth points to these students every day, and he has already been familiar with the situations of these students.

Without exaggerating, if the students in Class 27 of Senior 3 were taken directly to the college entrance examination room, they would be able to fight well.

Moreover, Zhou Yu dared to guarantee that, based on their current situation, among the 50 students in Class 3 (27), at least half, if not all, of them would be able to enter a key university. For example, the top students, such as Hu Huanhuan and Xu Jiahao, would definitely be admitted to a key university.

Of course, in order to prevent these children from becoming complacent and developing some unnecessary pride and underestimation of the enemy, Zhou Yu would not tell them these words directly and clearly, so as to prevent these students from mistakenly thinking that they don’t need to work hard.

However, it is also possible that after Zhou Yu tells them this fact, they will work harder in their studies, but Zhou Yu dare not bet.

It was as if Zhou Yu's words had magic power. Just a few words made the students present not only no longer nervous, but became even more excited. They couldn't wait to enter the examination room and compete with others.

"You may think that what the teacher said is just to comfort you. If you think so, then I can only say that you are totally wrong!" Zhou Yu encouraged the students under the podium, "I don't want to explain anything, but this is the fact! In my opinion, you are the most powerful group of people in the entire No. 2 Middle School!"

"You are the best students I have ever taught. Your efforts surpass those of others, and your achievements are far better than those of students from other schools!"

"So, in tomorrow's exam, let the people from other schools see how good we are in Class 27 of No. 2 Middle School."

Zhou Yu said the last sentence in a very calm tone, which was unusual for him. Everyone under the podium was silent for a second, and then the atmosphere in Class 27 suddenly exploded.

Everyone was mobilized by Zhou Yu to roar and shout, as if they were already in an examination room that was like a battlefield. Facing thousands of ferocious enemies, they picked up their weapons, rushed forward without hesitation, and presented their final killing moves to the enemy.

The atmosphere in Class 27 was so lively that the other first and second year high school students who had not yet left the classroom cast curious glances in the direction of Class 27, as if they wanted to find out what was going on in this classroom.

Zhou Yu's words had a very good effect. Everyone was no longer nervous and instead began to look forward to tomorrow's exam.

The heated atmosphere in the classroom lasted for quite a while, and Zhou Yu did not stop it, but let it ferment. It was not until a few minutes later that the classroom began to gradually quiet down.

Seeing that everyone present had visibly calmed down, Zhou Yu gave a few more instructions on what to pay attention to during the exam and then left the classroom, asking everyone to go back early and get enough rest to prepare for tomorrow's exam.

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Zhou Yu had no idea whether the senior students from other schools, or students from other senior classes at Ruxu No. 2 Middle School, were cramming the night before for the upcoming exam the next day, studying until late at night.

But basically all the students in his Class 27 did not study past 12 o'clock. In order to ensure that they would be in good spirits for the exam the next day, even Zhang Li, who usually did not go to bed before 2 a.m., turned off the lights and went to bed early that day.

Our homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhou, just said this in the afternoon that everyone has done very well, so there is no need to cram until late at night. It is better to get a good rest and be in a good spirit to face this joint entrance examination. We must listen to Mr. Zhou's words!

Of course, Zhang Li thought so too, so that night, when the pointer of the alarm clock on the table reached 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhang Li hesitated for a moment, put down the pen in her hand, and for the first time in her life did not continue studying, but chose to get up, wash up and prepare to rest.

During this period, Zhang Li has become visibly more cheerful. Since the last parent-teacher meeting, even though Zhang Li has not been home for more than a month and only occasionally called home to ask about her parents' situation, her mother's tone is no longer as aggressive as before.

Although Zhang's mother's tone was still rather stiff, she would still ask Zhang Li to eat more meat and not to be frugal during the conversation, and also to pay attention to keeping warm as the weather was starting to get colder, which surprised Zhang Li for a while.

Zhang Li could tell that her mother was concerned about her, but how long had it been since she last heard such words? Zhang Li had almost forgotten them.

When did her mother start to change? It seemed to have started after the last parent-teacher conference, Zhang Li thought.

Zhang Li was naturally grateful to Zhou Yu, the young head teacher who had brought about great changes in her and left a deep impression on her in just over three months of contact.

When Zhang Li is not studying, she often thinks that Teacher Zhou is so good to her, and she must do something good to repay Teacher Zhou.

But after thinking for a long time, Zhang Li didn't know what she should do to repay Teacher Zhou. She had nothing, and her parents worked on the farm. What could she do for Teacher Zhou?

After careful thought, Zhang Li felt that she could not lose to others in study. Not to mention surpassing others in grades, she must make progress every time compared to the last time. That would be the best way to repay Teacher Zhou.

So, after that, Zhang Li devoted even more enthusiasm to study, reviewed her books more carefully, and tried hard to absorb every bit of knowledge.

Zhang Li also took Zhou Yu's words as her guiding principle.

Zhou Yu told her not to study so late, so Zhang Li changed her behavior and never studied until three in the morning again.

So, this time when Zhou Yu asked everyone not to study until midnight, to go to bed early, to conserve their physical strength and spirit, and to face tomorrow's exam in the best possible manner, Zhang Li also followed his instructions seriously.

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The next day.

When I woke up again, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Li got enough sleep during this sleep, so when she opened her eyes again in the morning, she immediately felt relaxed.

After stretching, Zhang Li felt that she had never woken up so early in the morning so energetic and clear-headed as today.

Zhang Li was not like other people who woke up early in the morning for fear of having problems with her first Chinese language test. She even took out her previous ancient poems and classical Chinese texts and began to recite them intensively.

In Zhang Li's opinion, she has learned what she should learn and has almost memorized what she should memorize, so there is really not much meaning in doing this last-minute cram school recitation.

What's more, such cramming before the morning exam might disrupt her rhythm. If something really went wrong, it would be a waste of time.

After changing clothes and washing up, I took my exam supplies and went out. I waited for Zhang Li to buy breakfast at the stall at the school gate. When I arrived at school, it was already 8:23.

At this time, the main roads of the school were bustling with students. Some were walking towards the teaching building; some were walking hurriedly towards the cafeteria, apparently having not had breakfast yet; and some were leisurely holding a book, reading as they walked.

The others looked at the man who was holding a book and pretending to read as he walked, and more or less revealed a hint of disdain, ridicule, or surprise in their eyes, but Zhang Li just looked away and ignored them.

Teacher Zhou said that everyone has his or her own set of learning methods, and there is no need to feel strange just because some of them are eccentric. Thinking of the examples the teacher had given before, Zhang Li wondered, what if the other person is some hidden boss, a master like the Sweeping Monk?

While she was daydreaming, Zhang Li had already walked into the examination room to which she was assigned, sat down quietly, ate breakfast, and waited for the exam to begin.