The boy muttered, and Zhou wanted to stick out his tongue. "Is he really going to the last row?" He moved forward one by one, exploiting human self-doubt. "Hmm!" He was a man with ideas.
He tilted his head, pretending to look out the window, and used the corner of his eye to secretly observe the last row.
Sitting in the last row is a girl with a haughty expression on her face. Needless to say, she is a student from the provincial capital. I hope nothing strange happens to her!
The invigilator came in and the conference room immediately fell silent.
Twenty invigilators began to unpack the test papers until the first bell rang and the teachers began to distribute the test papers.
Yes, it was the sound of an electric bell. Was the bell prepared by the Education Bureau just for the competition?
The second doorbell rang, and the sound of test papers being flipped was heard.
Zhou Xiang opened the test paper and asked, "What's the full score?" You gave me a large six-page test paper.
Take a look at the first page. Well, the full score is 120 points, with a total of nine main questions and a 30-point composition question.
Zhou Xiang started answering the questions. There were a lot of questions and he was only given 100 minutes, leaving 20 minutes for the composition and 10 minutes for the two reading questions. On average, each question took less than a minute to answer.
I wonder how many people couldn't finish answering the questions. This must be the intention of the question setter! After all, half of the people will be eliminated in the preliminaries.
Zhou Xiang read the questions quickly and finished them quickly. He finished the first 65 questions in half an hour.
Two reading questions, no big deal.
Composition: A letter to myself.
How to write it? After pondering for a while, Zhou decided to write a 1,000-word essay based on his imagination of technological development and the idea of a time machine.
After copying the composition, Zhou Xiang still had some time, so he habitually wrote the questions and answers on a piece of draft paper and checked them at the same time.
At 9:20, Zhou Xiang raised his hand to hand in his paper and came out of the meeting room with two sheets of draft paper.
Liu Xuewen and Tian Li waved to her.
Zhou wanted to give the draft paper to Liu Xuewen, and Liu Xuewen looked at the composition first.
After reading the composition, Liu Xuewen looked at Zhou Xiang and said, "What's wrong with your brain? You have such a rich imagination."
Zhou Xiang laughed and said, "If you read the online articles of later generations, you will understand how big the human imagination is."
Tian Li also read Zhou Xiang's essay and sighed after reading it, "It would be great if we could really develop a time machine."
I believe that Sister Tian will definitely be a fan of online literature when she is old.
Liu Xuewen finished reading the answers to all the questions and said, "I didn't expect there were so many and so difficult questions. Two of them are even older than the ninth grade."
Zhou Xiang nodded.
I thought to myself: He is only in the third year of junior high school. Even college students cannot solve many of the problems that elementary school students in later generations can solve.
After 20 minutes, the bell rang and the participating students filed out.
Some were depressed, some were calm, some were happy, and some even just cried.
The waiting accompanying persons met their accompanying persons one by one, and offered comfort and inquiries.
Yang Yang finally came out with a bad look on his face. Zhou Xiang thought it was expected. In just over a month, he still had time to interact with Yang Ji. It was conceivable that he did not try hard.
Liu Xuewen didn't want to discourage him, so he didn't show him Zhou Xiang's answer.
"Don't think about it, calm down and wait for the next one."
Yang Yang nodded. The first game was too much of a blow to him.
Tian Li accompanied Zhou Xiang to the bathroom, and when they came back it was almost time.
Zhou wanted to walk into the conference room, but saw the girls in the last row glaring at him. Is he sick?
There are ten columns and twenty rows in total. How can I offend you from such a distance?
Are you blaming yourself for handing in the paper early?
Haha, in this life I like to go against others. The stronger the enemy is, the happier I am.
I will hand in the math lesson faster later so that you will get flustered and make mistakes.
The bell for the math exam rang, and Zhou Xiang quickly opened the test paper. He didn't even glance at it slowly and started working on it immediately.
The same six-page test paper, the same 120 points, the invigilator only saw Zhou Xiang's pen moving quickly, without even using draft paper.
With curiosity, I approached Zhou Xiang and saw that she wrote the answers as soon as she saw the questions, and all the answers were correct. I stood there curiously.
Zhou Xiang ignored the shadow over his head and answered the questions quickly, only slowing down a bit on the fourth page. The teacher next to him was stunned. She had figured it out before he had, and he was not as fast as the student.
After finishing all the questions, Zhou Xiang began to copy the questions and answers on the draft paper, which dazzled the teacher whose pen was shaking.
The teacher looked at his own hand and then at Zhou Xiang's hand. Does it mean that people with smaller hands write faster?
After copying, it is equivalent to checking it once, and then checking it again.
Raise your hand and look at the teacher in front of you.
The teacher picked up her test paper and waved to her. Zhou Xiang picked up her draft paper and pen. When she turned around, she glanced at the back and saw the girl glaring at her with hatred.
Zhou Xiang gave her a provocative smile and walked out of the meeting room.
Liu Xuewen took Zhou Xiang's draft paper, read it through, and nodded, "All correct."
"Don't be too complacent and relax, I'm already hated!"
"Who is it?"
"I was the last female student in my column. I was actually in the second row of the third row, but I was moved to the first row. The boy behind me grumbled that he remembered he was in the third row, so how did he get moved to the second row?
So, I suspect this girl has moved everyone forward one position.”
"Then why does she hate you when she did something bad and she's so far away from you?"
Tian Li felt strange. How could a bad guy hate the victim after doing bad things?
"Maybe because I handed in my paper early, many people started to panic when they saw someone else handing in their paper. Then I handed in my paper 40 minutes early, and when I handed it in, I saw her glaring at me."
Tian Li rubbed her head and asked, "You did it on purpose, right?"
Zhou Xiang shook his head in surprise. "How is that possible? I'm very compassionate. I even breathed very softly. I just raised my hand, and the teacher standing next to me took the test paper and waved me out. I didn't say a word. I said I'd hand it in for the first exam, and I've already corrected it for the second one."
Tian Li laughed, "Yes, our little sister has never done anything wrong. It was always others who took the initiative to provoke her."
Zhou Xiang nodded seriously.
Liu Xuewen said, "I've remembered what you said. You two should go back and rest first!"
Tian Li took Zhou Xiang away. Liu Xuewen waited until the bell rang before he saw Yang Yang come out, still looking unhappy.
Liu Xuewen patted his shoulder and said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, there's still Zhou Xiang!"
Yang Yang thought: You might as well not comfort me! I just wanted to prove that I am no worse than Zhou Xiang, but I found that I am a million miles behind.
The atmosphere at the lunch table was very bad. We ate in silence. When we returned to the room, we heard various sounds of reciting.
Zhou Xiang covered his ears with the quilt and said, "Sister Tian, you said these people don't memorize their lessons regularly, so how much can they remember if they cram at the last minute?"
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