Chapter 606: Chinese Composition is all about Fu Zhi
Lu Yumo frowned, his eyes almost bursting with anger.
He felt that his sister was being ridiculed and looked down upon, and was extremely angry, but when he saw that Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu were calm, he weighed the consequences if he rushed up and beat up a group of people alone.
——Basically, not only was he unable to defeat the opponent, but he was also badly beaten up by the opponent and needed Fu Zhi’s reinforcement.
Dismiss Liao.
If you are patient, you will have peace; if you take a step back, you will have a broad horizon.
Fu Zhi was listening to music with headphones on and holding a glass of orange juice. Her eyebrows were full of smiles, and her eyes were cold and unruly.
He casually pulled Lu Yumo's sleeve and said, "Do well in the exam and don't listen to others."
Speaking of exams, Lu Yumo was worried. Class 21's results were comparable to his. They were evenly matched and appreciated each other. However, "Zhizhi, I don't even have the ability to beat the next class. Your class..."
Ye Jiu glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Do you know why you don't have this ability?"
Lu Yumo humbly asked: "What do you think?"
"Your brain was caught in a door the day you were born."
Lu Yumo: “…”
How many years in prison for murder?
Where's his knife?
——
On the other side, inside Class 21.
Before Fu Zhi came to the class, Su Xing had already prepared 2B pencils, erasers, black carbon pens, rulers, and white paper for Fu Zhi.
I checked it several times very nervously.
Song Fang sat next to Su Xing, which was Fu Zhi's throne.
How to put it, although Ye Jiu could dream about the test questions, it was not all of them, just a part of them intermittently.
So before the exam, Fu Zhi specially tutored him on his studies, gave him a lot of questions, and explained a lot of basic knowledge.
Despite this, Song Fang was shaking his legs constantly and always wanted to run to the toilet.
Su Xing comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay! Didn't you write Zhizhi's name a hundred times today? Zhizhi's spirit at school will bless you."
"This is the situation now. Even if we are not good enough, we have been trained by Sister Zhi for more than half a month. How can we not get any points?" Wang Yu, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and said confidently, "We have Ye Jiu, a cheating tool, and so many famous teachers have taught us. Many people in other classes are jealous. If we can't improve our grades, we will be laughed at by those grandsons in Class 1!"
"Fuck!" The fat sports teacher raised a black carbon pen high, "Just do it! I've made a pledge with my parents. If I can't get into the top 100 in the grade, I will travel back 17 years and ask my mom to go to a big clinic to have a painless abortion to get rid of me!"
"I, Xitala Pangpang, strive for the best and am willing to be the best!"
As the fat sports committee member spoke, he turned his gaze to Song Fang. The torch of confidence and beauty passed into his hands. Song Fang exuded the light of Athena, the goddess of wisdom. "I can do it! I can do it! I will definitely do it!"
But, "What time is it? Where is Sister Zhi? Isn't she coming?"
Fu Zhi, who didn't know that Song Fang was thinking about her, had just reached the corner of the stairs of Class 21 when a hand grabbed her wrist and dragged her into a small office in front of Ye Jiu.
"Raise your hands, put your hands over your head, and squat in the corner!"
A series of familiar tones and skilled business skills made the 2B pencil that had not been sharpened with a pencil sharpener against Fu Zhi's kidney ready to move.
Fu Zhi: “…”
Fu Zhi turned around.
"What are you doing?! I told you to squat in the corner with your head in your hands, don't you understand?"
"Teacher Fan, Teacher Ma, Director Liu, do you have any questions?"
Fu Zhilian didn't even bother to do as he was told. He looked at the three men in front of him, who were wearing black masks and only had a pair of eyes visible, with an indescribable look on their faces.
She was fearless and saw through the true identities of these three people at a glance!
Looking at the lazy and casual girl standing in front of him, Director Liu was impressed by her calm attitude. At the same time, he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on and its fur exploded. "Who is Director Liu?! What are you talking about?"
"Your head is so shiny," Fu Zhi said sincerely, "Wear a wig next time when you pretend to be a killer."
Bald Director Liu: “…”
I was careless and didn’t dodge!
Director Liu touched his barren land, took off his mask, and stomped his feet in anger.
Things had come to this point, so Fan Gaoda and Ma Mingquan had no choice but to come clean. They took off their masks and stared at Fu Zhi expressionlessly.
Fu Zhi asked them, "How old are you? Why are you robbing people with a pencil? Can you be a little more mature?" If it wasn't because it seemed like the perpetrator was an acquaintance, Director Liu would have been buried in peace with just one kick from Fu Zhi.
Director Liu: “…”
Director Liu swung his sleeves and put the pencil in his hand against his carotid artery. "Don't tell me these useless things! Just tell me, can you fill in the test paper with the correct answers for this exam?"
Fu Zhi didn't know whether Director Liu was threatening her with her life or just putting on a show.
The teachers could turn a blind eye to Fu Zhi's usual behavior, but this exam was different.
It all has to do with whether No. 1 Middle School is going to fall out of favor!
To be a good student in school, you must give 100% of your ability and get full marks!
Don't fall behind!
There was no expression on Fu Zhi's face, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he hummed lightly.
Then he pointed at the pencil on Director Liu's carotid artery and said, "Put it down. Don't pretend to be dead here."
Director Liu glanced at Fan Gaoda, who patted Fu Zhi on the shoulder and said, "Sign a promise first. You must answer my Chinese test paper well this time! Otherwise, he will die in front of you and make you bear the blood debt!"
Ma Mingquan also took advantage of the situation and said, "For physics, the steps for solving the last few big questions must be written in more detail."
They have all thought about it. If No. 1 Middle School is really going to fall out of the key schools, then the top scorer in the joint entrance examination of seven schools must be from their No. 1 Middle School!
This way you can save face!
Fu Zhi said "emmm" in his heart, looking at these three actors, "Have you forgotten about the bet again?"
"Oh, I don't think your class can win, so I'm afraid you'll just give up."
"...Put your pencil down. I'm going to the examination room to take the exam. I'll give you the top score."
"Really?" Director Liu took a deep breath and relaxed, then put down his pencil. "Then go ahead. I'll let you carry the hope of No. 1 Middle School."
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In the past, the examination rooms for each final examination at No. 1 Middle School were divided according to grades. The last examination room was basically occupied by students from Class 20 and Class 21, but since this exam was randomly selected by computer, it was not certain who each class would be assigned to.
In order to ensure the fairness of the joint entrance examination of seven schools, even the teachers from the seven schools shuffled their order and went to other schools to supervise the examination.
When Gu Yuan's teacher, Qian Wenrui and Ma Mingquan walked into the examination room together, Wang Yu turned around with his head down, "Fuck! I'm so scared! Didn't Qian Wenrui transfer to Hangyuan to be a teacher? Why is she here to invigilate at No. 1 Middle School? Rumors are not accurate!"
The fat physical education teacher rolled his eyes. He didn't know if it was a coincidence, but most of the students in Class 21 were divided into the same examination room by computers.
"Hold on, Xiaoyu. The knowledge is in your mind, so don't worry about this old witch! At worst, you can just answer the questions quietly and don't cheat, that's fine!"
Song Fang twirled his pencil and muttered, "It's really haunting!"
There were three teachers standing in the examination room.
Guyuan School has always been at odds with No. 1 Middle School. It can be said that, except for Ma Mingquan, the other two teachers are not easy to deal with!
Qian Wenrui was hired as a teacher by Hangyuan because the class he taught was going to take an exam at Guyuan's school. Therefore, she took the initiative to apply and came to No. 1 Middle School as a teacher to invigilate the exam.
Qian Wenrui looked around the students in the examination room with pride, thinking it was fate that the first exam she faced as invigilator was the one with the largest number of students in Class 21.
He laughed, "Tsk, I was wondering which class I could invigilate, but it turned out to be the class 21 that I made a bet with the best students in our class."
The tone was contemptuous and sarcastic.
No one spoke in the examination room. Everyone lowered their heads and gave Ma Mingquan face, not taking her seriously at all.
Qian Wenrui used to be capable, but she is no longer a teacher at No. 1 Middle School. The students in Class 21 don’t need to argue with her about useless things.
Seeing their attitude, Qian Wenrui angrily threw the test paper in her hand onto the desk and said, "Let me tell you again the rules of the seven-school joint entrance examination. If anyone is caught whispering or cheating, I will write a file and hand it in. He will be tarnished for the rest of his life. Forget it!"
"Teacher Qian, don't get angry." Next to Qian Wenrui, Gu Yuan's teacher advised, "No. 1 Middle School can't pass Gu Yuan's exam anyway. Their strength is there. No matter how much they cheat or plagiarize, they won't be able to come up with anything fancy."
Qian Wenrui snorted coldly, "Teacher Gao, you don't understand. These students in No. 1 Middle School, especially the poor students, are used to cheating. They are all veterans!"
Mr. Gao from Tanihara had an expression of shock and disbelief, with a hint of sarcasm.
It seemed that none of Gu Yuan's students had ever cheated in an exam.
Fu Zhi held the pencil in one hand, turning it gently, and rested his chin on the other hand.
His raised eyebrows were a little cold, and he glanced in Qian Wenrui's direction with a smile.
Ma Mingquan stood awkwardly between the two women.
Before the exam began, I listened to the two people constantly praising and bragging about Gu Yuan's admission rate and test scores.
You come and I go, one after another, continuously!
Until the tone sounded on the radio, indicating that the papers could be distributed.
Qian Wenrui then worked with the teachers in the classroom to distribute the test papers.
The first one is the Chinese test.
The papers were distributed to the lower rows one by one starting from Wang Yu's hand in the front row.
When Song Fang first got the test paper, his palms were sweaty from nervousness, and he subconsciously quickly glanced at the Chinese test paper.
When I saw the Chinese composition and the reading comprehension and classical Chinese texts, I was completely stunned.
Then a huge joy exploded in my chest.
Fu Zhi really got the question right!
The test questions were exactly the same as the test paper he had done a few days ago!
Some of the small questions are asked in a different order.
In fact, the difference between Chinese and other subjects' exams lies in the multiple-choice questions, and there is also a classical Chinese text if the composition does not deviate from the norm.
These are the top priorities.
Ye Jiu is the kind of person who would answer the test paper with his eyes closed without even looking at the questions.
Song Fang had done it before, and with Ye Jiu, the little koi fish of Wenquxing, predicting the topics, he didn't have to think too much and could write down the answers to the questions.
Although Wang Yu and the fat sports committee member have not received more professional training in copying, they have learned certain skills by following their teacher these days.
He did it once himself, then compared it with the partial answers that Ye Jiu had given him in advance, and made some corrections and revisions, as if he had mastered some incredible secret technique.
As for Lu Yumo, who was accidentally assigned to this examination room.
As soon as the test paper comes out, I feel stupid.
What was the order of the multiple-choice questions he just memorized?
ABCD?
JQKA?
King bomb?
What is the order? !
Lu Yumo had gone crazy. When he looked up, he saw Fu Zhi sitting quietly in her seat, answering questions seriously.
Fu Zhi really performed well this time.
Every question was written very carefully, trying to make what I said concise and clear, and write as few words as possible while getting the points.
Until I saw the Chinese language test composition:
1. Discuss the shock that the 17-year-old Chinese man Fu Zhi brought to you by subduing the Burmese gangster Matthew and the things you can learn from him.
2. It’s confirmed online that the author of “Red Sun” is just a 17-year-old female high school student. She is also 17 years old, but she has already earned a million yuan a month. What impact has her outlook on life and pattern had on you?
Choose one of the above two materials for analysis. The handwriting should be neat and the paper should be clean. The length should be 800 words...
Fu Zhi: “…”
So she's going to write an autobiography?
Or praise yourself?
Or should I pretend that I am not Fu Zhi and write this essay from a third-person perspective?
Also, should she remind the teacher who wrote the test paper that she didn't earn a million a month, and that the teacher at least erased a zero for her.
——
Qian Wenrui looked around in the examination room. If she saw any students whispering to each other, even if they just looked up, she would walk up to them and criticize them sternly.
Fu Zhi did not hand in her paper early this time as it was extremely difficult for her to write.
When the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, everyone put down their pens and Qian Wenrui ran over to collect the test papers wearing a pair of high heels.
After Song Fang handed in the paper, he rushed to Fu Zhi crying, "That answer..."
"Don't talk about it here." Fu Zhi glanced at Song Fang.
Those eyes were so clear and bright that Song Fang was stunned for a moment, looking at her stupidly.
"Write down the answers to the questions you did on a piece of paper. I will give you an estimate of your score after all the subjects are finished. Now take a break and go eat later."
"Ah? Oh..." Song Fang followed Fu Zhi obediently, and the students of Class 21 walked out together.
Gu Yuan's teacher looked at the grand scene and turned to ask Qian Wenrui, "Is the one leading the group Fu Zhi?"
"Um."
"I've always wanted to ask, how did she get to Class 21?"
"Self-degradation." Qian Wenrui said this against her conscience, and casually flipped through the test paper in her hand. She saw that the answers of several students in the examination room overlapped very much with Fu Zhi's.
Breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, Fu Zhi’s Chinese grades... have never been normal!
(End of this chapter)
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