Chapter 117 Be low-key when estimating scores!

There was a great commotion inside. When Zhou Xiaoli pulled Hang Jingshu to the front of the crowd, they saw a woman rolling on the ground.

"This unscrupulous businessman is harming us! He knows that we are college entrance examination candidates but still gives us bad chicken legs!"

In the center, there stood a pale-faced male student. Both the mother and daughter were dressed simply, and it seemed that they came from the county town or another school to take the college entrance examination.

I guess I reluctantly bought fried chicken legs for my child at noon to improve his life, but the fried chicken was not fresh, which affected his performance in the exam.

If you can remain calm when you have a stomachache, unless you are a genius, your state of mind will be affected.

Even a good man can't stand diarrhea three times, and everyone present felt regretful.

What a great opportunity.

Now, repeating one's studies not only means bearing one's own pressure, but also pressure from family and people around. Considering that the mother and son are dressed plainly to begin with, they may not even be able to afford the money to repeat their studies the following year.

Because a fried chicken drumstick affected my exam performance, so what if I lost money in the end? All my year's hard work was wasted.

Zhou Xiaoli patted her chest with a lingering fear, and looked at Hang Jingshu with great gratitude: "Xiao Hang, thank goodness you let me eat the hotel food during the exam."

"Right," Lin Xiao nodded. Before the exam, Hang Jingshu specifically told everyone not to eat anything they had not eaten before. If possible, try to choose state-owned hotels or have meals delivered from home.

Everything must be stable before the exam, and the most important thing is to ensure that you perform normally.

Today's state-owned hotels are still genuine and it would be a big trouble if someone gets stomach upset after eating in one of them.

And those who can open a shop nowadays are not easy to deal with. Fu Chun stared at the mother and son who were making a fuss at the door of the shop with a sinister look, and the kitchen knife in his hand was ready to move.

When had he ever suffered such injustice?

Growing up in a compound, Fu Chun's parents were the highest-ranking people around them, and he has been the bully of the compound since he was a child.

But I was born at the wrong time. After a movement, my father died, my mother went crazy, and I was left with only my grandmother and I to depend on.

An old widow took care of a half-grown child, and the child grew up in this way with bumps and bruises.

When Fu Chun grew up, he was never afraid of death when fighting with others. He grew from being a bullied person to the third brother of the county. If it wasn't for repaying a favor, he would have quit long ago! |

The younger brother who was following him saw that something was wrong and quickly grabbed him: "Third brother, your grandmother is still waiting for you at home."

Fu Chun closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Yes, grandma is still at home, so I can’t beat anyone.

The Qin family has a problem with their brains. What a crappy fried chicken restaurant. Not only did they not make a penny, but they also caused a lot of trouble!

The farce did not last long. Soon, several police, industrial and commercial, urban appearance, and sanitation personnel came in, making the place even more lively.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, just go away."

Someone stepped forward to maintain order, and the people who were watching the excitement dispersed in groups of three or four.

It seems that selling food is something that anyone with hands can do, but in fact there are many tricks involved. Hang Jingshu shook his head helplessly. Blindly opening a store without considering the market will result in this kind of outcome.

It went bankrupt before it even started making money.

Of course, Hang Jingshu didn’t know the relationship between this store and Qi Shaoming and Qin Ziyu, otherwise she would definitely applaud!

"Forget it, we can't eat the fried chicken legs this time, let's go back?" Zhao Qingying shrugged helplessly. He didn't get to eat the chicken legs, but he enjoyed watching the excitement.

It was almost noon, and Hang Jingshu originally wanted to keep the three people at home for dinner, but they ran away faster than rabbits, so Hang Jingshu had to give up in the end.

Next, Hang Jingshu had a great time at home for two days.

He couldn't get up early, and didn't sleep at night, reading novels with great interest.

Oh, if only I had a cell phone.

When he had nothing to do during the day, he would lie down under the grape trellis and bask in the sun. Hang Jingshu also got a set of tea sets and occasionally drank a sip of tea. His life was relaxed and comfortable.

On July 12, Hang Jingshu rode his bicycle to Class 1 of No. 1 Middle School to estimate his scores and fill out his application.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the standard answers posted on the blackboard. Hang Jingshu arrived at school on normal time, but other students in the class were more anxious and ran to the school to wait before dawn.

The answers from the previous two days were the folk version, this time it was the official version, and everyone took a piece of paper to write down their own scores.

Zhao Qingying arrived earlier than Hang Jingshu. When he saw her, he waved to her and said, "Xiao Hang, shall we check the answers together?"

Wang Chongyun also came to join in the fun, "Let's talk together and discuss it."

The first choice for estimating scores in the liberal arts is of course Chinese.

This year's Chinese language test was generally said to be difficult. Many students burst into tears when they estimated that they would get more than 50 points. There were not many people who could laugh in the classroom.

Hang Jingshu glanced at Zhao Qingying's Chinese score, 98.

He is indeed a top student.

Hang Jingshu's score was similar, she estimated it to be around 95.

Next was her strong point, English, which she estimated she would get almost full marks in.

Teacher Cai stared closely at the three kids in the class. Every time she saw them calculate a score, her heart beat faster.

Physics was the hardest in 1983, mathematics was the hardest in 1984, and this year Chinese is even harder. Many people couldn't even get a passing score.

When Teacher Cai saw Hang Jingshu put pen to paper, his heart jumped into his throat. English: 98.

Zhou Xiaoli naturally saw Hang Jingshu's estimated score and was shocked and exclaimed: "What a pervert..."

When everyone was having a headache about ABCD in English, you got almost full marks?

But I can't help but accept it. Xiaohang's performance is usually like this. He just performed normally!

After assessing Chinese and English, the next subjects were mathematics, history, politics and geography. Hang Jingshu had no weaknesses in these subjects, but the score in mathematics made him feel warm inside.

The final estimated scores added up were also very exciting: Chinese 95, English 98, Mathematics 112, History 92, Politics 95, and Geography 85.

The math questions this year were not difficult, and Hang Jingshu's score was not unusual in the class.

As there was no calculator yet, Hang Jingshu was unsure of the score and asked Wang Chongyun to help calculate it.

The total score is 577 points.

As soon as Zhao Qingying announced the scores, the whole classroom became much quieter.

Everyone looked over at once. How could there be such a huge difference between them when they were the same people?

With this score, you can get into any key university in the country.

Hang Jingshu touched his nose and said nothing. One should be low-key when estimating the scores. This was the result of her being a little restrained.

Of course, Teacher Cai also heard Hang Jingshu's score, as well as Zhao Qingying and Wang Chongyun next to her. These three people are really her big darlings.

You should know that this score is just a simple estimate. No one can predict your performance in the exam room. You may perform exceptionally well in one subject.

Seeing that other students in the class were about to collapse, Teacher Cai quickly took out the application form from the brown paper bag and said, "Your scores are about the same, come up and get the form, discuss it with your family, and don't be impulsive when filling out the application!"

There were many parents waiting outside the classroom, worried that their children would not be able to make the right decision on their own.

To put it bluntly, students now have very little say. Not only can parents change your major, but even teachers can change your major in the name of doing it for your own good!