Chapter 16
Lu Jiamu could do mental arithmetic very quickly for simple questions like this. He knew the answer as soon as he saw the question. His mental arithmetic speed was even faster than his writing speed.
He quickly wrote through four pages of arithmetic questions and then came to the short-answer question module.
1. Please briefly describe the common types of ghosts on campus?
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He had memorized all the courses arranged by the school and read a lot of extracurricular books. Whether it was a test on mechanical principles or a test on the basic knowledge of ghosts and monsters, he could answer them perfectly.
When he had finished more than half of the test paper, the curtains by the window in the classroom, where originally there was only the rustling sound of writing, suddenly moved without wind.
Lu Jiamu sensed something, raised his head and adjusted his glasses, and saw that the short teacher was staring at something.
The teacher suddenly said in a loud voice: "Students, our school has strict examination rules and will strictly investigate cheating. If you are found to have violated the rules, you will be disqualified from the examination immediately."
His voice echoed throughout the classroom like a bell.
As he spoke, the curtains shook more and more violently, and then like a snake coming to life, it rushed across most of the classroom at lightning speed and wrapped around two students who were sitting next to each other in the rows in front and behind each other.
The teacher, who was as short as a small potato, jumped onto the podium and asked grimly, "Are you cheating?"
The curtains got tighter and tighter, and the two children wailed, "Teacher, we don't have any!"
"Not us, we didn't cheat!"
"You're lying!" the little teacher shouted. "Do you think I'm blind?"
After he finished speaking, the two hidden pieces of paper seemed to suddenly come to life, stepping out one by one from a child's pocket and an inconspicuous corner respectively, proving that they were just passing on the answer.
It was too far away, and even with his glasses, Lu Jiamu couldn't see clearly what was written on it, but he could see that it was probably a bunch of numbers. It should be the module that tested math problems.
You actually need to cheat to do addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 100. How bad is your arithmetic?
It's really not worth taking risks just to solve a few math problems.
Lu Jiamu shook his head weakly and continued to answer the test paper in his hand seriously.
The short teacher solemnly announced: "Disqualified from the exam!"
The two children were immediately caught up in the curtain, rolled out of the examination room, and thrown outside without mercy.
After throwing the two kids out, the teacher sat back in his seat.
Regardless of whether the other children in the room had thought about cheating before, after seeing the fate of those two children, they became extremely nervous. They sat even more stiffly and did not dare to move their necks, for fear that they would be considered cheating by the teacher.
Once they are disqualified from the exam, they will get zero points for that subject and they are almost certain to fail.
The test lasted the whole morning, and no one was allowed to hand in the paper early. After Lu Jiamu finished filling in the last ghost story, there was still half an hour before the end, so he had to sit in the classroom.
He noticed that the invigilator had set his eyes on him, as if he was paying close attention to him.
But Lu Jiamu had no intention of cheating and was not afraid of him. He repeatedly checked his paper.
The exam lasted until noon.
There are a lot of words on the test paper, and there are many places that require writing, which can really stump a group of primary school students who have just learned to read for two years.
After the exam, Lu Jiamu noticed that the remaining five people, who were originally very worried, now looked much more relaxed.
It seems that there is hope for passing.
In the afternoon, the two invigilators took them to an open space outside the teaching building to test their fighting power.
The afternoon test consists of many different items, each of which is scored separately, and finally a total score is calculated based on the weights.
The first test was on long-range firepower assembly and shooting accuracy, with each person having only three chances.
The teacher will time you next to you. The faster you assemble and shoot, and the more accurate you are, the higher your score will be.
On the contrary, if you exceed the time limit or your shooting is not accurate enough, you will fail.
Many children had sweaty palms due to nervousness, fearing that they would lose the limited three chances due to mistakes and fail this item.
Lu Jiamu waited quietly in line, his expression exactly the same as always, and Yu Leng had no idea whether he was nervous or not.
However, every detail showed a calm feeling, which made Yu Leng feel more at ease.
It’s not that Lu Jiamu is indifferent to life and death, he just doesn’t feel nervous at all.
He was also worried about possible mistakes and was already quickly deducing the process or possible errors in his mind.
By the time it was his turn, he had already rehearsed it several times in his mind.
Lu Jiamu took a step forward and turned his head to stare at the watch in the teacher's hand.
As soon as the teacher started timing him, he quickly and steadily touched the various parts and assembled them attentively.
In this timed test, mentality is also a key factor in determining success or failure.
Lu Jiamu was calm and composed, and was able to demonstrate his level to the greatest extent, and his assembly speed was very fast.
As soon as he finished, he raised his hand to the target without hesitation and fired three shots in a row.
The teacher stopped the timer and looked at the target.
Two shots hit eight rings and one shot hit nine rings, which is a very high accuracy for an elementary school student who has just been in school for a week.
The teacher wrote down the result in the register and said kindly, "It's already excellent."
Lu Jiamu nodded, dismantled the equipment in his hand and placed it on the table, then lined up at the end of the queue and waited for the next test.
The second test was cold weapon combat. The teacher gave each of them a dagger and then took them to a small bungalow.
The students from the previous class just came out, their faces pale.
The teacher did not explain anything. He took them into the bungalow, locked the door, and kept them quiet.
The only source of light outside the door was blocked, and the room was completely dark.
In the darkness, there was the sound of something moving back and forth at a very fast speed, bringing with it gusts of cold wind.
Suddenly a child exclaimed, "Something...something is touching me!"
Everyone became nervous and quickly formed temporary teams.
Soon something rolled over to Lu Jiamu. He felt the surging air flow and stabbed it with his dagger.
With a "whoosh" sound, it went in.
It seems that the school did not trick them. Although there are monsters in the house, they can be harmed by physical attacks.
The thing he stabbed shrank as if enraged, and its movements became more brutal.
It kept circling around them, suddenly attacking from time to time, and occasionally they could hear the sound of people being knocked away.
Each of them had a dagger in their hands, and they predicted the monster's location and used various methods that they had practiced repeatedly in class to deal with the monster.
With a "click" sound of a switch, the lights in the room were suddenly turned on.
Everyone saw clearly what had just been circling around them.
It was a multi-legged monster that looked like a spider, with many limbs sewn together. As the light came on, it stopped moving quickly and curled up in the shadow of the corner.
Two teachers stood by the wall, looking down and writing something in a book.
Then one of them reached out and tapped between them a few times, called out five numbers in turn, and said loudly: "Fail!"
Lu Jiamu turned his head to look at the high school student named Yu Tong.
If he remembered correctly, one of the numbers the teacher had just called out was hers.
The others quickly reacted and looked at her.
The blood color on Yu Tong's face faded visibly, his whole body began to tremble, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.
She looked around at her companions anxiously.
How could I fail...
Pass or fail, it’s just a simple word, is it so easy?
She no longer cared about her fear of the teacher and asked loudly, "Why me? What is this...what is the basis for judgment?"
The invigilator was suddenly annoyed by her question and said, "Saying you failed means you didn't perform well. What else is there to ask?"
Another teacher gave the answer: "We use the last-place elimination system. You are too timid and not as good as others, so you failed."
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