Chapter 317 Youth is a hasty book
The time came to June 10th.
The gate of Changde Middle School was open on this day.
Students and parents come in and out of the school gate from time to time.
Tang Su saw many senior high school students returning to school in the classroom corridor.
But they were not here to attend classes, but to pack their luggage and go home.
Many students were dragging suitcases, and parents were carrying large and small bags as they walked out of the school gate.
Seeing this scene, Tang Su felt inexplicably envious. He envied these seniors for completing their high school studies and being able to study and live freely in college in the future, unlike himself who had to be locked up here and study from dawn to dusk every day.
Tang Su vaguely saw that a senior schoolmate seemed to be crying. She didn't know whether she was sad because she didn't do well in the college entrance examination, or because she was really sad about the time of separation.
The classmates who used to study together will all go their separate ways in the future; the teachers who were once amiable will also be hard to meet in the future; youth is a book that is read too hastily, and the pages are turned before you have time to savor it.
Tang Su suddenly felt a little emotional, thinking that time flies and years are ruthless, and many people and many things are only memories after many years.
Or as time goes by, you don’t even have any memory of it.
"bite……"
The class bell rang.
Tang Su returned to the classroom and took out his notebook and textbooks.
Now it's the second class.
Class 5's English teacher, Mr. Zhu, had already arrived in the classroom early.
Teacher Zhu did not say anything after the bell rang, but flipped through the stack of answer sheets in his hand.
After a while, she looked up at the students in her class and said:
"Let me talk about the exam from the evening study session the day before yesterday. I just glanced at it casually, and my scores are not very ideal. Although you still have two years before taking the college entrance examination and have time to catch up, some of our classmates can only score 60 or 70 points. With this level, I don’t know if you will not cry here next year, just like some senior students this year cried as soon as they walked out of the examination room. What’s the use? It’s too late. I usually ask you to memorize more words and phrases, but you don’t remember them. When doing homework, you just treat it as a task and don’t calm down to do the questions. With such a study attitude, let alone 985 or 211, you may not even be able to get into a second-tier university."
Teacher Zhu scolded the students in the class with a look of disappointment on his face.
She took out some of the answer sheets, then sighed and said, "The test papers will be distributed according to ranking, and those with scores above 100 will report their scores."
"Li Xinyu, 131.5"
Tang Su was surprised to hear the score.
She thought that this score must be very high. She was only in the first year of high school and she could get more than 130 points in the college entrance examination. She was definitely an expert.
Teacher Zhu then reported: "Liu Zimo 128"
"Wu Hao 126.5"
"Xie Yufei 123.5"
"Liu Li 121"
"Chen Yi 117.5"
"He Chaoming 117"
…
After reading out more than a dozen names, Teacher Zhu paused because the test paper in her hand surprised her.
Then she turned to the back and looked at the composition section.
After a while she continued:
"Tangsu 105"
Hearing his name, Tang Su quickly stood up and went to the podium to get the answer sheet.
105 points is a high score for her.
She didn't do very well the day before yesterday, and she thought she would only get 80 or 90 points.
After handing out the test papers, Teacher Zhu did not start teaching immediately. Instead, he said, "Although this exam is not formal, it can accurately test your current level."
(End of this chapter)
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