Chapter 158 Mock Exam
A quarter of an hour passed in a flash. Except for the student named Qin Mo, the other twenty-nine people appeared on the third floor of the library one after another.
Everyone had different expressions. Some were full of curiosity, looking around with their eyes rolling; some looked nervous, rubbing the corners of their clothes unconsciously with their hands; and some had a hint of disapproval, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm.
Gu Jiayue stood quietly on the podium, looking at the twenty-nine people in front of her and nodded slightly. Without mentioning the previous argument in the classroom, she said calmly, "Grab a piece of bamboo from this box and take a seat according to the position on the bamboo."
As people who had participated in the imperial examinations, they could tell at a glance that the layout of the third floor of the library was very similar to that of the imperial examination halls.
For a moment, everyone was puzzled. What was going on? Was he going to let them take an exam?
I have to say that they are indeed extremely intelligent, worthy of being the talented men who passed the Tongsheng exam. They guessed Gu Jiayue's intention at once.
Gu Jiayue was not familiar with these students who came from afar, and time was tight, so she couldn't get to know them slowly like she did with the children in the enlightenment class.
Therefore, using examinations to quickly understand their level of knowledge and then develop targeted teaching plans is undoubtedly the best way at the moment.
According to Gu Jiayue's plan, all these 29 people must pass the college entrance examination next year and become scholars.
This was not only a key stepping stone for her to increase the popularity of Qiushi Academy and attract more teachers and students, but also an important step towards her educational ideal.
Therefore, this matter cannot be taken lightly.
Everyone just stood there, looking at each other, and no one took the initiative to move.
Zhang Sheng scratched his head, with a simple smile on his face, and was the first to reach into the box.
He extended his hand while looking at Gu Jiayue and asked cautiously, "Master Gu, is there going to be another cat popping out of here?"
The cat that miraculously appeared and disappeared in the classroom just now is still like a cloud of fog, lingering in their minds.
Gu Jiayue looked at Zhang Sheng, the corners of her mouth slightly raised in a gentle smile, "No."
After receiving a positive answer, Zhang Sheng took a deep breath and took out the bamboo piece he had caught.
The bamboo piece was small, only two fingers wide, and could be easily pinched in the hand. "Number 15?"
"Well, there is a number on the door of each small room. Just take a seat according to the number." Gu Jiayue nodded slightly and explained patiently.
Zhang Sheng took the number plate and turned around without hesitation to start looking for his seat.
Seeing that Zhang Sheng successfully completed the drawing of lots without any accidents, everyone's concerns immediately dissipated a lot.
So they lined up and went forward one by one to draw lots.
Soon, all twenty-nine people found their own bamboo slips and walked towards their corresponding rooms.
"Wow, Master, can I apply to change seats? There's a dead rat in this room. It stinks!"
A student came out of the room with a look of disgust on his face, carefully holding a dead rat that smelled foul, and complained to Gu Jiayue.
The thing emitted a disgusting smell that instantly filled the entire space.
The crowd who had originally stretched their heads out of curiosity to watch the excitement turned pale instantly when they smelled the stench. They all covered their noses and quickly shrank back into their seats.
Su Yichen was the closest, and even though he covered his nose, the stench still penetrated his nose. He frowned, his face full of disgust, and huddled in the innermost seat, shouting at the student, "Zhou Yifei, throw that thing away! Are you trying to stink us all to death here?"
Before Zhou Yifei could resolve his problem, another scream rang out. "Ah, why is there water on my seat?" A student stood at the door of her room, looking at the wet seat with a helpless expression, at a loss as to what to do.
Then someone else complained, "I'm being scorched by the sun. It's so hot I'm almost dying."
All of a sudden, all kinds of noises came one after another, and the originally quiet library suddenly became noisy.
Seeing this, Gu Jiayue's face darkened. She picked up the stick in her hand and slammed it hard on the table, shouting, "Quiet!"
Everyone was startled by the sudden roar and fell silent instantly. They all turned to look at Gu Jiayue.
Gu Jiayue's eyes were as sharp as torches as she scanned the crowd, finally landing on the student who was still holding the dead rat in his hand.
She looked serious and said in a cold tone, "Put it back where you found it. You're unlucky to have drawn a bad number."
She paused briefly and continued, "This isn't a drill, nor is it a joke! Every time you come here, you're preparing for next year's college entrance exam. If you draw a bad or terrible number on the day of the exam, are you allowed to make such a noise? Can you ask for a change?"
After hearing this, everyone was shocked and lowered their heads.
They knew in their hearts that in the imperial examination hall, such a crucial place, there was no room for noise. On the day of the exam, whatever seat they were drawn was fate, and it could not be changed.
"For the next three days, no matter what happens, you cannot leave where you are now! You only have two chances a day to raise your hands to change clothes. The rest is no different from an exam." Gu Jiayue's voice sounded again.
If it weren't for the fact that this was the third floor and it was extremely inconvenient to deal with feces, she wouldn't even want to give him the chance to change clothes twice.
Only by allowing these students to adapt to the harsh examination environment in advance can they cope with the actual college entrance examination with ease.
Wasn’t it the same in previous lives? Repeated mock exams not only test students’ learning levels but also alleviate their fear of the college entrance exam.
One of Daxia’s famous sayings: Just get used to it!
Although everyone was shocked and found it difficult to accept such an arrangement, no one spoke up to refute Gu Jiayue's well-reasoned words.
Because they knew in their hearts that every word Gu Jiayue said made sense and could not be refuted.
Gu Jiayue looked at the silence of the crowd and felt quite satisfied.
It seems that the show of force just now was effective.
Different approaches are needed to deal with different people. For example, these students are good at speaking and have quick minds, so use more rigorous and forceful language to persuade them. As long as you can silence them, you can initially suppress their arrogance, and then slowly assimilate them through subsequent teaching and guidance.
By the time they realized what was happening, they had already integrated into the learning atmosphere of Qiushi Academy and had lost all thoughts of resistance.
"Okay, let's start the exam now." Gu Jiayue's voice rang out again, like a horn that kicked off the first mock exam of Qiushi Academy.
An hour later, Huo Junyu arrived on time to replace her.
Because there are currently a limited number of teachers in the school, they have to bear heavy teaching tasks on weekdays and are unable to stay here for a long time to supervise the exams.
Gu Jiayue thought to herself that she could schedule the exam on the weekend next time.
In this way, having exams on weekends and classes on weekdays allows students to have sufficient time to prepare for the exams without delaying the normal teaching progress. It is simply perfect.
What? You want a weekend?
Classmate, there are only 240 days left until the scholar examination. In this fierce competition where thousands of people are competing for a single spot, how can you just think about playing and relaxing?
We must race against time and go all out. As long as we don't die from studying, we must study until we die. Only then can we carve out a place for ourselves on the road to the imperial examination...
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