Chapter 66 Mathematics is too difficult
The three-day New Year's Day holiday was no different from the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this time Chen Lixue did not ask to enter Jiang Fengyan's room to check. She only reminded Jiang Fengyan to study hard for the joint entrance examination of eight provinces.
The holiday is over and the joint entrance examination of eight provinces is coming as scheduled.
Before the exam, the chemistry teacher remembered a key test point that he had forgotten to talk about, so he came to the classroom and spent a few minutes explaining it.
This time the barcodes were not distributed all at once, but were affixed by the invigilator. The seats in the examination room were arranged according to the ranking of the last monthly exam, and Jiang Fengyan got the first seat in the first examination room.
Song Shiyang, who had finally surpassed the second place in the grade, was still in the third place this time.
When Jiang Fengyan had just transferred here, he might have thought about competing with Jiang Fengyan, but after just one monthly exam he knew that he would never have the chance in his life.
"Do you have a guess for the topic?" Song Shiyang walked to Jiang Fengyan's seat before the exam and asked.
"How do you rhyme in Chinese?" Jiang Fengyan felt completely confused.
"Composition." Song Shiyang immediately added.
"If I remember correctly, your Chinese composition score is higher than mine." Jiang Fengyan responded coldly and lowered his eyes, not intending to continue answering Song Shiyang's questions.
The invigilator entered the examination room at this time: "Everyone go back to your seats, and put all your books, notebooks, and review materials outside."
As the invigilator of the first examination room, the invigilator was relatively relaxed. After saying this, he sat on the chair in front of the desk and waited for the broadcast notification. The classroom was basically quiet and no noise could be heard.
There was silence for about five or six minutes before the broadcast finally announced the official start of the exam.
Then the sound of test papers flipping was heard in the classroom.
Jiang Fengyan took the test paper, glanced through it, and then frowned.
The joint entrance examination of eight provinces is really not easy to take. The questions are not only innovative but also very tricky. Jiang Fengyan was not sure if he could get 130, let alone 120.
Because the reading passage was long and the content was profound, many students were still answering questions with their pens after the bell rang for the end of the exam, and Jiang Fengyan only managed to finish a few minutes ahead of schedule.
After the Chinese language test, more than half of the students who were originally in high spirits collapsed and returned to their original classes with their test papers in their hands, listlessly.
"The person who sets the questions is so perverted? Putting aside other things, what the hell is that composition?" Su Maojie likes to complain as always.
Liu Yuxu ignored him and continued reading his math notes.
Su Maojie didn't get any support, so he went to find Jiang Fengyan: "Brother Jiang, how was the Chinese language this time? Writing about human society was exhausting for me. In order to write 800 words, I could do anything in my composition."
Jiang Fengyan was looking at a math problem. When he heard Su Maojie's words, he stopped turning the page and slowly raised his head: "Isn't the composition about interpersonal relationships?"
Su Maojie stared at Jiang Fengyan blankly, then picked up the test paper and read the essay topic again: "It is about interpersonal relationships, but isn't the theme still about human society?"
Jiang Fengyan was surprised for only a moment before he regained his composure and calmly accepted the fact that he might have gone off topic again.
With Chinese first, the complaints about afternoon math, which is also difficult, are less frequent. Moreover, for students who are weak in math, they are happy to see this situation.
After all, they can't do even simple things, and making it more difficult can actually narrow the gap between him and the top students.
After the three-day exam was over, the originally lifeless classroom finally regained some life.
Su Maojie was ready to face death: "Brother Jiang, can you lend me the answers to the multiple-choice questions?"
Jiang Fengyan was used to Su Maojie asking him to check the answers after each test. He handed the test paper to Su Maojie, but added in the middle: "It may not be correct."
After he finished speaking, he found that Su Maojie was looking at him with a very strange look.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Fengyan raised his eyes and looked at Su Maojie with cold eyes.
"The answer may not be correct?" Su Maojie was so surprised that his features froze. "You actually also say that the answer may not be correct."
"..." Jiang Fengyan lowered his eyes speechlessly and continued to read the exam outline and take notes.
This exam was very difficult, especially Chinese, math and English, which were as difficult as they could be.
The exam was on Saturday, and Sunday was a one-day holiday in the past, but since it was just after New Year’s Day, the school organized the third year students to study in school on that day.
Although it was self-study, many people were absent-minded after just finishing the exam.
The time waiting for the results to come out is very long for most people. Even if they say they don’t want to know the results, they still can’t help but log in to the score checking software from time to time to see if the results have come out.
Jiang Fengyan didn't care. He would only take a look at his grades when he returned to the dormitory.
On the first day, the score checking software was silent until the end of the evening study session when someone shouted, "The math results are out."
The subject of mathematics was a thorn in the side of the students in Class 6. Most of them performed a worship ceremony with their hands put together before checking their scores. Jiang Fengyan, who unconsciously looked up at the classroom, almost thought he had accidentally entered a shaman dance.
Jiang Fengyan: “…”
"Holy crap, I got 17 points in math!"
"Don't say anything, I got 12 points."
"It's over. Our class average score will be around 20 or 30 points at this rate? How well do Liu Zhenwei and his classmates do in math?"
Liu Zhenwei didn't bring his cell phone into the classroom, but when he heard them discussing their grades, he became anxious and wanted to go back to the dormitory to check his grades immediately.
"Chen Chenan scored 67 points." A classmate inquired about Chen Chenan's score, "He dropped nearly 20 points."
"Math is so difficult, do we want to die together?"
“Even Shen Chenan only scored in the 60s, so the high score shouldn’t be that high, right?”
"How much is the God of Learning?"
A group of people looked at Jiang Fengyan who was taking notes.
Jiang Fengyan: “…I don’t know.”
"It's okay." A classmate stood up and searched the score checking system URL on the classroom computer. "God of study, tell me your candidate number and password, and I'll help you check it."
Jiang Fengyan wanted to say that it was not necessary, but all the classmates in the classroom were paying attention to him, and they seemed to be watching him until he left school if he didn't say anything. Jiang Fengyan thought about it and decided to tell his student number and password.
So, Jiang Fengyan's math scores appeared on the computer screen amid the anticipation of the whole class.
“144!”
"Oh my god, it's so difficult and I can still get more than 140 points!"
"This is the gap between us and the God of Learning!"
"Even his fractions are beyond my reach."
Amid the envious exclamations of his classmates, Jiang Fengyan lowered his head and tightened his grip on the pen.
A total of six points were deducted in mathematics, which means that not only did I get the third question of the last question wrong, but I also lost two points for the second question.
Jiang Fengyan looked unhappy. He took the math test paper out of the drawer and planned to recalculate the second question.
But even after recalculating it, the final answer was still the same as the one he got in the exam. Jiang Fengyan was in an unusually bad mood.
After school, Su Maojie turned around and saw Jiang Fengyan frowning at the math test paper of the eight-province joint entrance examination: "God of study, what's wrong with you?"
"Math is too difficult." Jiang Fengyan's voice was flat.
Su Maojie: “???”
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