"Everyone, be quiet. The test papers will be distributed now. No one is allowed to talk to each other. Otherwise, it will be considered cheating."
Zhong Ling's eyes lit up when she heard that. She turned around and looked at Zhou Xiang, speaking to her with her mouth.
Zhou wanted to ignore her, this person is sick!
Zhong Ling simply cursed with her mouth. Zhou Xiang smiled, but still said nothing and looked behind her.
"Zhong Ling, what are you doing? Who are you talking to?"
"Zhou Xiang." Zhong Ling answered without thinking.
Teacher Guo slammed her desk in anger, "You were sitting in the third row, and Zhou Xiang was sitting at the back. There were three rows of tables between you and her. Why didn't I hear you talking to her?"
"We lip-synced."
"Can you please stop lying? I was looking at Zhou Xiang the whole time. She didn't move her mouth at all except for smiling. How could she have spoken to you with her mouth shape? Why don't you just say you spoke to her with your eyes?"
"Yes, yes, we communicated with our eyes."
Teacher Guo was furious. This student was so bad. He kept trying to get close to Zhou Xiang. Was he trying to influence Zhou Xiang?
"Zhong Ling, if you don't want to take the exam, please go out and don't disturb everyone. You've already delayed everyone for five minutes. Zhou Xiang, please take the exam near the podium in front and don't be disturbed by others."
Zhou Xiang felt that it didn't matter where he was, so he obediently moved the tables and chairs to the side of the podium.
The exam bell rang, but the test papers had not been distributed in the classroom yet, and many students glared at Zhong Ling.
Zhong Ling had already received the test paper. When she heard the bell, she quickly lowered her head and started working on it.
The students behind her who hadn't received the test papers yet wanted to snatch the pen from her hand so that she couldn't write.
Zhou Xiang finally got the test paper. She first glanced over the questions on the test paper. Well, not bad, she knew all the questions. These questions were very simple for her.
After half an hour, all the basic questions were answered, and only the composition was left. Zhou Xiang began to write the composition on the draft paper.
The composition was written very quickly. A 500-word composition is no big deal!
After writing the draft, review it and then copy it.
Forty minutes into the exam, Zhou Xiang raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I want to hand in my paper."
Teacher Guo nodded. He had personally seen how fast she answered the questions, so she should have finished writing them.
When Zhou wanted to hand in his paper, there was a buzzing sound in the classroom.
Teacher Guo patted the blackboard eraser and said, "Be quiet and take the exam. Whoever has finished the exam should hand in their paper and leave. No noise is allowed."
The classroom immediately became quiet. Teacher Guo picked up Zhou Xiang's two test papers and checked them, then took out a red pen and started correcting them.
Looking at the many red check marks on the basic questions, Teacher Guo was very satisfied. Zhou Xiang was still relatively steady. Some questions had more than one answer, and she wrote them all down.
After reading the composition, Teacher Guo was in a dilemma. He thought, "Full marks, it's rare for a composition to get full marks."
I'll deduct points. I couldn't find any mistakes that warranted deductions, so I had to check it again carefully. Well, I found an inappropriate use of punctuation mark, so I'll deduct 0.5 points.
Zhou Xiang left the classroom and had no idea that Teacher Guo almost used a magnifying glass to find mistakes in her composition in order to deduct points.
He took out the book on ideology and morality and recited it. When the bell rang, Zhou Xiang closed the book and waited for the bell for the next exam.
The next test is mathematics, and in the afternoon it will be ideology, morality and science.
The students in the classroom came out one after another, gathering in groups of three or four to review the answers to the exam.
Li Li had spoken with Zhou Xiang a few words that morning and felt that he was quite approachable, so she walked over to him and asked, "Zhou Xiang, did you finish your paper so early?"
Zhou Xiang nodded, "Really? I feel uncomfortable sitting inside after finishing my homework, so I came out to memorize it."
As he spoke, he raised the book in his hand.
Li Li looked at the Ideology and Morality Book in Zhou Xiang's hand and blinked. "You can still recite it at this time?"
"It's good to take a look and deepen your impression."
The two chatted for a while, and Zhong Ling didn't find a chance to talk to Zhou Xiang because she was quite afraid of Li Li. Li Li was not only good at studying and good-looking, but also had a good family background. Zhong Ling felt very inferior in front of her.
The bell rang again, and the second exam began. The students began to enter the classroom, and the math teacher, Mr. Yang, immediately entered the classroom with the test paper.
In the town's primary school, there are only two classes in each grade and only one teacher for each subject. Teacher Yang is the head teacher of Class 2. Just now in the office, she heard Teacher Guo, the head teacher of Class 1, say that Zhou Xiang in their class scored 99.5 points. Teacher Yang was very envious.
So I paid special attention to the short, dark and thin man standing next to the podium. It was hard to tell that he was a top student.
The test papers were handed out and the exam bell rang. Everyone quickly lowered their heads to answer the questions, except Zhou Xiang, who slowly read the test paper before starting to answer the questions.
The fill-in-the-blank questions, multiple-choice questions, and true-or-false questions are too simple, and the vertical calculations are also simple.
Draft paper: The hero has no place to use his skills!
The second test paper consisted of short-answer questions and application questions, and Zhou Xiang finally made a few marks on the draft paper.
Draft paper: Finally you remembered me.
With a few simple strokes, the short-answer questions were OK. Every step of the application questions had to be written out, and the draft paper became a decoration again.
Check it again, um, fifty minutes have passed, hand in the paper.
After handing in the paper, Zhou Xiang packed up his things, put on his backpack, and went straight home out of the school gate.
There was another small commotion among the students in the class. Teacher Yang patted the podium and everyone immediately quieted down.
Teacher Yang picked up Zhou Xiang's test paper and after reading it, he had to agree with what Teacher Guo said, that this was an excellent student, a genius.
She wrote down several answers to some questions, but she herself didn't know the answers. After all, she was the one who wrote the test paper!
Seeing Zhou Xiang's test paper which could almost be used as a marked answer, Teacher Yang once again felt envious of Teacher Guo. Why wasn't such a genius in his class?
Envious and jealous Teacher Yang picked up the red pen and scribbled a few times, and the result was 100 points.
When Zhou Xiang returned home, his father was already making lunch. "Xiang Xiang, you're back? How did you do on the exam?"
"I did well in the exam. Why did Dad come back so early today?" Zhou Xiang felt strange.
"Your mom said you have your final exam today, so she gave me some money and asked me to buy a few pounds of pork ribs, saying you like sweet and sour pork ribs."
Father Zhou has been in a good mood recently. His little daughter is sweet-mouthed and makes him happy every day. His wife no longer has a long face, and he feels that life is much smoother.
"Then let me help you light the fire!"
"You go read a book. Don't you have an exam this afternoon? I've fried the ribs and put them on the coal stove to simmer. I'll make some soup and cook some rice later."
Seeing that his father really didn't want to help and his mother was not at home, Zhou took out five dollars and gave it to his father.
"Here you go. I haven't returned the dollar I lent you last time! I'll leave you three and a half dollars for cigarettes, but you'd better smoke less."
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