When you were in school, there were always some students who would tell you after taking the test.
"Oops, I didn't do well on the test!"
"I didn't study for this exam. I'm sure I'll fail."
"Alas, the questions in this exam are too difficult. I don't know any of them."
…
It wasn't until the scores came out that we realized none of these people were telling the truth.
While the class was still noisy, the head teacher, Old Wu, walked into the classroom.
"Come here, monitor Liu Wei, come over and hand out your summer homework."
"Wang Luqi, come here too and distribute the test papers to the students."
Wang Luqi was the study committee member. At that time, the head teacher, Old Wu, wanted Du Chen to be the class monitor or the study committee member, but Wang Luqi refused. That's why Du Chen was not interested in doing this.
As the papers were handed out one by one, the students in the class had different expressions. Some looked happy with their mouths grinning, while others had sad faces.
Finally, Du Chen's test paper arrived. He took a look and saw a perfect score of 100 in Chinese and 100 in math. Not surprising, since second-year students didn't have essays yet, otherwise one point would be deducted for each grade. Du Chen casually folded the test paper and stuffed it into his bag.
"Du Chen, how much did you score?"
Before Liu Yi could see Du Chen's paper clearly, Du Chen had already put it away.
"One hundred for Chinese and one hundred for math."
"Oh, you're amazing! If I could do as well as you in the exam, I could ask my parents to buy me a video game console."
Liu Yi was very envious of Du Chen's grades. If he could study so well, he would have made so many demands.
At this moment, Wang Luqi handed the test paper to Liu Yi. Du Chen glanced at it and saw it clearly.
"Chinese 92, Math 93."
"Haha, it's okay, I guess I won't get beaten."
Liu Yi looked at his paper and smiled happily, because he felt that he had done well in the exam. His scores were usually over 80 points, so this time he had made some progress.
"Classmates, be quiet!"
At this time, Teacher Wu on the podium spoke.
"No matter how you do on this exam, students, don't relax during the summer vacation. You still have to study every day! Also, be sure to pay attention to safety when going out to play during the summer vacation. Don't play with fire, don't go near water, or other dangerous places..."
"Also, whoever I call will come up and I'll give out the Elementary School Student Handbook."
After hearing what Old Wu said, the class fell silent. But it was still the same old story: every winter and summer vacation, the school would have teachers remind students not to go to dangerous places to play, to pay attention to safety, etc.
"Liu Yi."
"arrive!"
As he spoke, Liu Yi walked to the podium and took out his "Elementary School Student Handbook". Liu Yi directly turned to this semester and wanted to read the teacher's comments.
"Liu Yi is a friendly and helpful student. He has made great progress this semester. I hope he will continue to work hard during the holidays..."
Du Chen also leaned over to read Old Wu's review. It was pretty good, mostly praise. But as long as the student wasn't too bad, teachers would usually praise them in other ways. You couldn't write something like "lazy and gluttonous"—that would make the student unhappy, and the parents even angrier...
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Not to mention Du Chen, Du Bin was also sitting at his seat at this time, but Du Bin was not idle, he was still drawing illustrations.
"Hey, Du Bin, how come you, a grown man, have nothing to do all day and just sit here painting?"
The classmate asked Du Bin curiously. Many boys in the class also thought that Du Bin’s hobby of painting was a bit strange. After all, more girls like painting.
No one in the class knew that Du Bin's illustrations were going to be published except Ding Miaomiao and Liu Rifei. Ding Miaomiao knew that the two families were too familiar with each other, while Liu Rifei was told by Liu Zhenzhong, and Liu Rifei was often scolded by Liu Zhenzhong for this.
"What do you know? I can make money from this. I can earn fifty yuan for just one drawing! You know shit!"
Du Bin had also heard the gossip of his classmates, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. After all, making money was good for him. Now, Du Bin had his own small treasury and no longer had to envy Du Chen's small treasury.
"Is this true? You can make money by drawing? Do you think you're a cartoonist?"
Du Bin's classmates didn't believe him, and neither did the adults. While most people saw painting as a hobby, some extreme parents saw it as a distraction. How could they make money? What were they thinking?
"Tsk, what do you know? You'll know later. I don't want to explain it to you."
Du Bin looked at his deskmate proudly. He was unwilling to explain. After being with Du Chen every day, he gradually matured. Many times he felt that his peers were really childish.
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. By the way, how did you do on the exam this time?"
Seeing that Du Bin didn't want to talk, his deskmate didn't dare to ask any more questions. After all, Du Bin had a bad reputation.
"I think it's pretty good, but I'm not sure. Anyway, we'll know the results soon."
Du Bin said that he didn't care, but he was very worried in his heart. It was not for anything else, but just to pass the exam so that he could go to Beijing to play. This trip broadened Du Bin's horizons.
As they were talking, Du Bin's head teacher entered the classroom. The procedure was similar to that of elementary school. Everyone just waited for the papers to be distributed, received their summer homework, and then started their summer vacation.
"Du Bin, here's the test paper for you!"
Ding Miaomiao, the study committee member, was distributing papers to everyone. At this time, she walked over and handed the paper to Du Bin.
Du Bin took the test paper directly and couldn't wait to see his results.
"Chinese: 89
Mathematics: 98
English: 96
Physics: 95
History: 80
Geography: 82
Politics: 93
Bio: 88"
Looking at the test paper, Du Bin felt quite satisfied. At least it was much better than the last midterm exam.
When Ding Miaomiao handed out the papers, she also saw Du Bin's score and was happy for Du Bin. To put it bluntly, those who used their brains did well, except for Du Bin who used rote memorization in the liberal arts, where he did a little worse. He could focus on this later.
Ding Miaomiao thought that based on this score, Du Bin should be in the same class with her in the third grade of junior high school.
"That's amazing, Du Bin! You must have taken stimulants. I remember your midterm exam wasn't as good as this one."
His deskmate looked at Du Bin's test paper and said with envy, "He definitely can't do it. He's far behind Du Bin." He was puzzled. How could the poor student he used to play with become so good?
"I've posted the class rankings on the blackboard. If you want to see them, go and take a look. I won't read them out."
At this time, the head teacher said another sentence at the podium.
"Oh my! Why is there a ranking? I'll be dead if my parents find out!"
Upon hearing that there was a ranking after this exam, Du Bin's deskmate wailed.
After the head teacher finished giving the instructions, he left the classroom. Their teacher had a meeting to attend, so he didn't stay in the class for long.
As soon as the head teacher left the classroom, a group of students gathered in front of the blackboard, wanting to see the ranking.
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