Chapter 107 Score Estimate The last two days of October were spent taking midterm exams. After the last math exam on Friday afternoon, Baitan Middle School also welcomed the short weekend break. Because Wen Susu had something to say, after the exam, everyone did not leave the school directly, but returned to their own classes first. The classroom was noisy. Some students who had not checked their answers before were looking for other students to check their answers after the exam. Some are happy and some are sad, but no matter what, the first major exam after entering junior high school is finally over. It can be regarded as a summary of the results of the last stage of study. "How do you feel about the exam performance?" Wen Susu asked with a smile at the podium. "so hard!" "good!" "Teacher Wen, have you finished grading the Chinese test papers?" "When is the parents' meeting?"
Faced with the numerous questions from the crowd and looking at the different expressions of her classmates, Wen Susu didn't know whether to comfort them or encourage them. Fang Wei seemed very relaxed about this exam. Maybe it’s because I have the confidence. This relaxed state of being a top student is an experience I have never had during my student days. It’s a strange feeling that even though the results haven’t come out yet, I can still be confident in my performance. The main reason was that in all the exams, he hardly encountered any questions that could stump him. To put it bluntly, answering the questions was smoother than taking a shit. "Okay, now that the midterm exam is over, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends. Everyone has been working hard these days, so don't think about the exam for now and have a good rest." Wen Susu smiled and said, "Of course. After the results come out, I hope everyone can find out what they missed and make up for what they need to improve. It doesn't matter if you didn't do well this time. Just keep working hard next time." "Also, after everyone goes home this week, remember to tell the parents that our school will hold a parent-teacher meeting next Saturday. Remember to ask the parents to arrange their time in advance to attend and try not to be absent." "Ah~ Parents' meeting!!" "What's wrong with you? The teacher won't say bad things about you to your parents! Unless... hehe." "There is nothing else to do next. Students on duty should remember to clean up. If you have nothing else to do, please go home early. I wish you all a happy weekend~" The results haven’t come out yet, and there will be a parent-teacher meeting next week. For most students, this weekend is destined to be spent in anxiety. When Fang Wei packed up his things and was about to leave with his schoolbag on his back, Wen Susu waved to him to come over. "What's wrong, Mr. Wen?" "How did you do on the test? My class monitor." "To reply to Mr. Wen, I did OK on the test." "Is it okay to be in the top three of the class?" Seeing Fang Wei's confident look, Wen Susu looked at him with a teasing smile. "Probably? Maybe? Should? No problem?"
"Haha, you are very confident." "I can't help it. Mr. Wen, the monitor you chose can't embarrass you." "Very good, the teacher is also looking forward to your performance!" After a brief chat, Wen Susu said to him, "Fang Wei, are you free this Sunday?" "What's up, Mr. Wen?" "The school will be marking exams this weekend, and the teachers are short-staffed. Some are too busy to come. If you are free on Sunday, I would like you to come to school and help me sort out the exams and compile the scores." "I'm free. Teacher Wen can just tell me next time. That's what the class monitor is for." "Very good, very conscious!" Fang Wei smiled. In fact, for this kind of job where one could see the test results in advance, Wen Susu could find anyone in the class who would be happy to do it. In other words, is it also a kind of blessing? …… While having dinner in the evening, Fang Wei told his father about the parent-teacher meeting to be held next week. "Ah? You have already finished the midterm exam?" Fang Xianfeng was stunned. "...Dad, I seem to have told you this two days ago." Fang Wei was speechless. This shows that I, as an old father, am not competent enough! Fang Xianfeng coughed awkwardly twice and explained, "I've been busy these days. I've been so busy that I'm dizzy. How can I remember so many things..." After that, he asked out of symbolic concern: "So how did you do on your midterm exam?" "good." "Well, that's good. You can handle your studies on your own. I, your father, can't help you much." Perhaps this is the main reason why I forgot about this brat’s midterm exam! After all, Fang Wei had never worried his parents about his studies since he was a child. All they had to do was pay his tuition and food expenses on time, and show up at parent-teacher conferences to show that he was not an orphan. Such worry-free education once made Fang Xianfeng think that it was the credit of the school and teachers. But compared with other people of the same age in the same village, the gap is not small. I can only sigh that this little brat of mine is really good at studying and is bound to make a name for himself in the future. As his old father, I can just focus on building a good fortune for him. "Dad, how are things going at the farm?" "It's all done. Now I have some free time. I just need to take care of it on weekdays. After a while, when the shellfish have settled down, I have to take down the net bag..." Breeding is like farming. Harvesting is not a matter of one day or one night. The busiest time is before planting seedlings and during harvesting. Most of the rest of the time is relatively free. Mussel farming is carried out in the sea and does not require feeding on a daily basis, but it does not mean that you can just leave it alone. After all, the farming density is high and the water quality of the farm needs to be monitored on a daily basis. If necessary, it may be necessary to add oxygen or add some probiotics to adjust the water quality. In extreme weather, preparations must be made to prevent disasters. Tian Xilan has quit her odd job in town, and on weekdays the farm is mainly managed by her mother, who maintains and inspects the facilities, cleans up the algae and anemones attached to it, etc.
Fang Xianfeng returned to the dock and resumed his job of collecting fish. Even though his family was now a lot wealthier, he couldn't sit idle. He would inexplicably feel guilty if he did nothing but wait for the harvest. The old couple’s idea now is very simple, they just want time to pass faster. By April or May next year, we will be able to see how the first batch of shellfish are doing. If everything goes well, we will immediately start the second step of increasing the breeding area to 60 acres. This is how the snowball starts rolling. …… Because of the exams this week, there are no homework assigned for the weekend. After taking a shower, Fang Wei sat on the windowsill, holding the book he borrowed from Liu Zhiyi, and read leisurely. The stupid girl next door is also reading a book on the windowsill. She is reading "Dragon Ball" In order to concentrate on the midterm exam, she didn't dare to go to the bookstore to rent comic books, for fear that she would be tempted to read them. She held it back until today after the exam, when she finally felt at ease to go to the bookstore to rent the books. "The combat power of ordinary people is only five? Saiyan?! Why is Son Goku's brother so evil?!" "Luckily Raditz was killed...how come Son Goku died too?!" After entering the Saiyan chapter, the plot of "Dragon Ball" also became more ups and downs, which made Xu Cailing shocked. "I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Sun Wukong is a pig! I could have just grabbed his tail and killed him when the opportunity arose, why did I have to listen to Raditz's nonsense!" "It's all right now, we're all dead together!" Xu Cailing was so angry that she complained to Fang Wei while watching. When I was young, I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. I just thought that Sun Wukong was too kind. But if it were put into novels of later generations, he would be extremely poisonous, a typical saintly protagonist. Other Saiyans like Gohan, Vegeta, etc. like to revel in life. So does Son Goku. It is not uncommon for situations to get out of control because of their revelry, but they just don't change! Fang Wei also found Xu Cailing's complaints funny, but he didn't spoil the rest of the story for her. After all, no matter what, this is the most passionate comic in childhood, especially the part where he fought against Frieza. When Son Goku transformed into a Super Saiyan, the shock he brought was simply unparalleled. Fang Wei could imagine how Cai Ling felt when she saw that book. She probably wanted to rush to Namek to supervise the battle on the spot. After a while, Xu Cailing put down the comic in her hand and forced herself to quickly forget the plot, so that when she read it for the second time, she would still feel a sense of freshness. Every time she rented a comic, she would read it more than two or three times before returning it. When she put the comic book back on the pillow and returned to the windowsill, there was a calculator in her hand. [Return to zero! Return to zero!] [95+80+75+70+……＝540] [Return to zero! Return to zero!] [98+82+78+75+……＝584] She held the calculator and calculated, and the corners of her mouth changed in different shapes depending on the different results of the calculator. [105+85+80+80+……＝618] Hee hee hee! The girl became happy. Seeing her quietly calculating, melancholy or giggling to herself, Fang Wei couldn't help but ask: "Are you possessed?" "…You are possessed." "So what are you calculating?" "I'm estimating the score." "..."
In the first year of junior high school, there are seven subjects to be tested, among which Chinese, mathematics and English are each 760 points, and the other four subjects are points, with a full score of points. Students who rank in the top ten in their grade in terms of total scores will be included in the honor roll. Xu Cailing had seen it, and according to the honor roll scores of the previous class, with a score of about 580, she would be able to rank in the top ten in the grade. Only about 30% of the students at Baitan Middle School can be admitted to high school every year. There are 150 to 160 students in a grade, which means that the top 45 students in the grade are a huge watershed, distinguishing those who can be admitted to high school and those who cannot. No wonder she was giggling so earnestly just now, it turned out that after calculating, she could get into the top ten in the grade! "It's not time to go to bed yet, wake up quickly." Fang Wei said. "Hateful!" Xu Cailing rolled her eyes at him. "Be realistic in your estimate of the score, otherwise, when the results are released, if the difference is too big, won't it be even more painful?" "Well……" What Fang Wei said made sense. Xu Cailing thought about it and re-estimated the score. "Chinese, should be okay... 90 points, no, 85 points at least, right? Math feels so difficult... 75 points, no, 70 points at least, right? English is also difficult, 70 points is fine..." Xu Cailing fumbled with the calculator, and the final total score was only over 510 points. "Fang Wei, with over 510 points, can you rank in the top 50 in the grade?" "I don't know, but it should be at least mid-level." "..." The girl was silent. "What? Are you not satisfied with being ranked at least in the middle?" "Ahhh! No! I need to calculate again!" [Return to zero! Return to zero!] The calculator made a clicking sound as she pressed the keys. Perhaps in the past, Xu Cailing would have been very satisfied if she could get a score in the middle or even slightly above the average. But since she set her goal to get into No. 1 Middle School, such results obviously could not satisfy her. You know, in Baitan Middle School, only the top five students have the opportunity to be admitted to No. 1 Middle School, and the top 50 students in the grade can barely reach the admission line for high school. If you are not careful, you may not even be able to get into high school! In fact, Xu Cailing also understood that no matter how she estimated or calculated the scores now, it was just a psychological comfort, and the final result still had to wait for the results to come out. But she still hoped that she could at least rank in the top 50 in her grade. After all, compared to before, she had worked really hard since entering junior high school and always hoped to get a satisfactory result. "Well, then how many points do you estimate you can get in this exam?" Xu Cailing stopped the calculator in her hand and asked Fang Wei. "..." "talk." "Don't overthink it. It's just a midterm exam. Even if you don't do well this time, there are still final exams and more than two years before the high school entrance exam." "I just……" "You just had a weak foundation before, so you have to give yourself some time. Don't worry, I'm here to guide you. We can go to No. 1 Middle School together! Do you have the confidence?"
"……have!!" The girl put down the calculator and finally felt relieved. (End of this chapter)