Come To the Question

As soon as Chu Fengqiu entered his room, he went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

She was buried in the cold water until the air in her lungs was exhausted, and she raised her head sharply.

Water droplets rolled down the contours of his face, splashing his clothes.

Chu Fengqiu looked at himself in the mirror and blinked for a long time.

The area around the eye sockets was sour because of the wetness, and the taste was unpleasant. Chu Fengqiu wiped it with a towel and began to take off his clothes and take a shower.

There was Song Man across the wall, Chu Fengqiu's fingers slid on the cold tiles, and it took several seconds to realize what he was doing.

Chu Fengqiu felt that something was wrong, but everything seemed reasonable.

The warm water drenched his long hair, and Chu Fengqiu let out a sigh that he didn't know the reason for, throwing away the mixed thoughts in his mind that he couldn't find an outlet for.

Song Man, who was separated by a wall, didn't think about anything, happily charged his phone, then took a shower and went to bed.

The next morning, after the seats were drawn, they all turned around. The class cadres posted the candidates' class numbers on everyone's seats, and Chu Fengqiu posted the candidates' form and timetable on the door.

Yesterday, the teacher announced everyone's seating chart, and everyone already knew which exam room they were in.

This time, the rankings are based on the results of the preliminary examination for the beginning of the school year. Most of the Zhiyuan class are in the first and second examination rooms. Song Man is a special case. She is in the last examination room of the science class and is going to take the test downstairs.

"Did what you taught you yesterday?"

Chu Fengqiu asked before going to the exam.

"Don't worry, it's definitely better than the last test. I'll try to fill up the test paper this time."

Song Man nodded perfunctorily. Progress must be made a little better. After all, his parents were looking forward to it. After all, the sisters were so attentive to draw her knowledge points. He hurriedly walked downstairs.

The order of the test is Chinese in the morning and mathematics in the afternoon, and English in the afternoon in the next day. The test is two days.

As soon as Song Man entered the classroom, Deng Wei ran in front of Song Man as if he saw his relatives.

"Sister Man, I haven't been looking for you for three days."

Deng Wei cried bitterly, of course fake crying, but he also expressed his joy at seeing Song Man with emotion.

What Song Man said, the younger brothers generally took it to heart, and would not go against the grain. Song Man said not to see Deng Wei within three days, and Deng Wei would not show up on his own.

"Didn't you find it in the game that day?"

"It was an accident. It's not like you can see me across the screen. By the way, this is what Ailan asked me to give you."

Deng Wei took out a glass cup and placed it on Song Man's table.

"What's this? Strawberry milk?"

Song Man looked at the powder in the cup and raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I don't know either. Ai Lan knew that we had an exam today, so I did it specially to cheer you on."

"It's not that Ailan doesn't know that I'm paddling, and she cheers me on, so I'll go find her at noon."

"Okay."

Deng Wei nodded, thinking that when he saw Ai Lan at noon, he would also grab some delicious food. Ai Lan was always so partial, and only Sister Man made everything, so no one else needed to think about it.

For Song Man, the Chinese language test was the most boring. After reading the previous content listlessly, he looked at the following reading questions to solve the boredom.

The inconvenient part of the language is that there are too many words to write. Song Man wrote the answer on the multiple-choice question, and hesitated for a while when he painted the card.

Wrong two?

Wrong or good?

Song Man thought for a while, this question doesn't seem to be too difficult, and it's not bad in order to get better in the test.

So Song Man happily painted his answer.

When writing classical Chinese, Song Man almost couldn't restrain himself from writing the correct translation.

The more painful thing than writing it right is to deliberately write it wrong. Song Man thought about it, deliberately distorted the correct answer he knew, and wrote the wrong answer literally on it.

Too sinful, Song Man thought.

When writing the reading questions, it was relatively simple. After Song Man wrote two sentences, he directly copied the reading text.

Anyway, she didn't come to take the test with full marks. In order to keep herself from doing so well, Song Man took great pains.

Song Man didn't stop writing until the composition was written.

Song Man's calligraphy is actually very good. When Xu Qinglang was a child, Xu Qinglang asked her to copy the copybooks. Before, she also let her learn calligraphy with calligraphy everyone. Song Man learned first-hand calligraphy, but after becoming a scumbag, she rewrote cursive.

It's a shame that my calligraphy teacher didn't let her calligraphy teacher see her wild characters, otherwise I'd be so angry.

This time, Song Man wrote well and didn't deliberately write ugly. The whole test paper was quite pleasing to the eye.

Song Man glanced at the title of the composition, thought about it in his mind, and then picked up the water glass.

It really was strawberry milk. Ai Lan knew her taste, so it was sweet.

It may not have been out of the refrigerator for a long time, so it was still a bit icy to drink, dispelling the dullness of summer mornings.

Song Man narrowed his eyes happily and wrote the title of the composition on the answer sheet.

After writing the correct idea, Song Man began to lose his mind.

Then, while drinking milk, he wrote a prose of 800 characters, but what was requested was an argumentative essay, Song Man knew.

Song Man sincerely praised how delicious the strawberry milk he was drinking was. After finishing the number of words, he put the pen down and prepared to lie on the table and close his eyes.

Deng Wei had been looking in Song Man's direction, and was stunned when he saw that Song Man, who had always handed in blank papers, actually filled out the entire test paper.

Going to a Zhiyuan class can really make people study hard and improve every day. It's amazing. It's really amazing to be able to transform Sister Man.

But even so, he threw the note in his hand under Song Man's feet.

Because it is the last exam room, the teacher's supervision is relatively loose.

Song Man watched the teacher on the podium get up and walked to the door, lowered his head and picked up the note, thinking that Deng Wei was asking her for an answer, but unfolded to take a look...

[Sister Man, you actually finished writing! ! But don't scribble! Anyway, we are in the Zhiyuan class, so we can't lose face. This is the answer to the Chinese multiple-choice question that I have just thought about for an hour. I beg you to copy it. ]

Below is a row of ABCD.

Song Man made a comparison and seriously suspected that Deng Wei was using his knees to solve the problem.

Is this the **** thing he's been thinking about for an hour? ?

Just two.

Song Man turned back and saw Deng Wei's motherly care and blurred eyes.

Song Man stuffed the note into his pocket and continued to sleep on his stomach.

Deng Wei was heartbroken when he saw that Song Man had no intention of changing his answer.

He wanted to hug Song Man's thigh and beg her to change her answer, but Song Man was unwilling, so Deng Wei could only go back to check the multiple-choice questions he had just done with a bleak face, and then showed a happy smile.

Perfect, every answer is well-founded and convincing.

Song Man originally wanted to change the answer a few times and then throw the note back, but after thinking about it, forget it. Deng Wei would not lie to her. Wei may not know how to get entangled there, and whether to write about the following topics.

Song Man felt that being right or wrong is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he wrote it carefully and knew what he had mastered and what he had not mastered.

If Deng Wei used his heart, he would definitely try to be right when the answer came out, and then he would know where he was wrong, and only then would he truly understand.

Song Man closed his eyes and rested until the bell rang. After handing in the papers, Song Man asked Deng Wei to greet Ailan, saying that they were going to find her at noon, and then waved back to class.

The people in the class have almost returned, some are correcting the answers, and some are taking out the test papers and question books to prepare for the mathematics in the afternoon.

"How's it going?"

Song Man asked Chu Fengqiu.

"Well enough."

Chu Fengqiu would never pretend that he did not pass the exam.

"I will definitely improve this time over the last time."

"awesome."

Chu Fengqiu showed a shallow smile, which was a sincere compliment.

Someone behind him sneered, Song Man looked back, Dong Xue lowered her head and packed her things, as quiet as a chicken.

Chu Fengqiu frowned and gave Dong Xue a deep look.

There was still half an hour before school, and the students quickly quieted down.

Song Man threw the test paper into the drawer that was turned over and began to read the book in a frenzy.

Song Man was thinking about a question, a moving point question she saw in the difficult area before, her eyes were empty, the figure was constructed in front of her, and the moving point was moving.

If it is calculated like this... Song Man's fingertips slid on the paper and wrote down the formula, but it was still stuck in one place.

This question is more complicated than she imagined, and it uses a very comprehensive knowledge point. Her previous calculation method can only stop in the middle, and it can't continue.

Song Man stopped, took out his phone from the drawer, and sent the questions to Ah Q and Lingnan respectively.

Lingnan replied ok, and probably started counting.

Ah Q didn't reply, maybe he was in class.

Chu Fengqiu watched Song Man playing on his mobile phone, but didn't say anything. He drew two questions and wrote them down in the notebook. He thought that when he went back for his lunch break, he would give it to Song Man to make a surprise attack.

"We're going to find Ailan for dinner later, the green-haired girl you saw last time. Would you like to go with me?"

Chu Fengqiu remembered the girl who seemed a little hostile to her.

"Did she give this to you?"

Chu Fengqiu pointed to the empty glass that Song Man brought back, and there was still a layer of pink and white inside.

"Yes, the Ailan people are good. In fact, they are not much older than me, and they are also my younger brothers, but in fact they always take care of me like a sister."

Song Man felt that Ailan really had nothing to say to her. She didn't want to do anything to her, and she always made him something to eat and opened a small stove to give her gifts, and most of her gifts were made by herself and her heart.

Chu Fengqiu thought that the girl who was hostile to her didn't want to go, but Song Man said this, she wanted to go instead.

Song Man looked at her and nodded and clapped his hands.

Ailan was her sister, and so was Chu Fengqiu. It would be best if the two could know each other and play together.

Song Man called a cab at the door, let Deng Wei hold the cup, and let him sit in the front, while she and Chu Fengqiu sat in the back.

"Have you called Ailan?"

"I just called, but it didn't get through."

"Maybe he's busy."

Song Man said indifferently.

But when she got to the barber shop and was told that Ai Lan was not there and that the phone still couldn't get through, she felt something was wrong.

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