Chapter 9 The First Big Test After Rebirth After the evening self-study get out of class, Chen Zhuo and Huang Baihan went home together as usual. Feeling his best friend staring at him from time to time, Chen Zhuo finally couldn't help but ask, "Is there something on my face?" "Don't make any noise, I'm thinking!" Huang Baihan stroked his forehead and asked, "Why have you changed so much recently?" Not only did he dare to take the initiative to greet Yu Xian, he also had the courage to stand up for Song Shiwei! Chen grinned and said, this is just the beginning, maybe bigger surprises are yet to come. However, Huang Baihan couldn't figure out the matter of rebirth no matter how hard he tried. In the end, he could only say in annoyance: "If I hadn't known that you had a crush on Yu Xian, I would have thought that you liked Song Shiwei, so I was willing to help her." "Forehead……" Chen's mouth twitched. In fact, he wanted to correct three things: First, to stand up for a girl in your class, do you have to like her? Second, I am no longer secretly in love with Yu Xian! Third, even if I continue to have a crush on Yu Xian, it will not affect my liking for Song Shiwei. There is no law that prohibits having a crush on two girls at the same time.
But this was only 2007, and the love version was still very backward. Chen felt that if he told Da Huang about it, it would definitely shock him for ten thousand years, so he changed the subject: "You're overthinking. You must have sensitive skin! You might as well do a few more questions with your energy. Are you ready to review for the mock test tomorrow?" Speaking of the exam, Huang Baihan stopped worrying about the trivial things under the heavy pressure and said worriedly: "I made mistakes on two geometry questions during the evening self-study class, and suddenly I have no confidence..." The two chatted about the exam all the way, and went home after arriving at the station. Mother Mao Xiaoqin prepared hot milk and bread as usual, but still did not see father Chen Peisong. I heard that their street has some reception tasks recently, and they are either entertaining or working overtime to prepare materials, which is completely out of sync with Chen Zhuo's high school student schedule. While drinking milk, Mao Xiaoqin chatted with him for a while, and then urged Chen Zhuo to take a bath and go to bed early. Mao Xiaoqin knew that tomorrow was the first mock exam, and all parents of high school students in eastern Guangdong Province knew that tomorrow was very important. A crucial battle! ······ The next day was Saturday. Chen went to the small restaurant at Huang Baihan's home to have breakfast, and then they went to the classroom together. The moment he stepped into the classroom, Chen felt that the sound of reading in the class suddenly stopped for a moment, and everyone seemed to look at him at the same time. Although it may only be seconds, the feeling is very obvious. Before we could even reflect on this change, our homeroom teacher Yin Yanqiu hurried into the classroom: "Pack your things and get ready to go to the exam room!" In order to pursue true scores, the invigilation of high school monthly examinations is very strict, not to mention this kind of province-wide systematic examination. Each candidate has one seat, so classes are basically scheduled on weekends so that the school can coordinate to vacate classrooms for other grades. "Brother, do well in the exam!" Huang Baihan patted Chen Zhuo's shoulder to encourage him. He and Chen Zhuo were not in the same examination room, so he took his pencil case and went to look for his classmates who were in the same examination room. The ranking of examination rooms is determined according to the results of the previous monthly examination. The top 20 in the grade are in the first examination room, the 20th to 40th are in the second examination room, the 40th to 60th are in the third examination room, and so on. Chen Zhuo was in the second examination room and Huang Baihan was in the third examination room. Generally speaking, the first examination room is a battle between omniscient and omnipotent gods, and it is not uncommon to see a few students at the level of Peking University and Tsinghua University. There are many people who are good at certain subjects but not all of them are good at them in the second examination room, such as Chen Zhuo.
The third examination room is for people like Huang Baihan, who is average in all subjects but not the top ones. He is a mixed level of 985 and top 211. Chen followed the crowd to the second examination room, which was mostly populated by students from his class and another experimental class, with only two or three students from ordinary classes occasionally. Chen sat quietly for a moment to adjust his mood, then he heard a bell rang and the invigilator began to distribute the test papers. The order of the first mock exam is also the order of the college entrance examination subjects, namely Chinese-Mathematics-Physics-English-Chemistry, and the total duration is one and a half days. Chen took the Chinese test paper that smelled of ink. He rubbed the smooth surface and glanced at it roughly. His heart gradually calmed down. His current accumulation of knowledge can easily cover the analysis of those poems and songs. Even when faced with an 800-word essay that he could only write by scratching his head and complaining in the past, now he can have an idea in mind after just one look at the title. After all, when he was a clerk, Chen Zhuo had already drafted many drafts of provincial industry standards, and those official documents were tens of thousands of words long. The 800-word composition written by a high school student is just a casual one, and I even feel like I haven't finished writing it. Two and a half hours later, the bell rang to end the test, and everyone handed in their papers and walked out of the examination room. Students who knew each other smiled at each other. It's not that everyone performed well, but there's really nothing to discuss about subjects like Chinese. You can just fill it up anyway. This may also be the reason why Chinese is placed as the first subject, allowing candidates to slowly adapt to the exam rhythm mentally. What really made some people sad and some happy was the math test in the afternoon. After the two-hour math test, everyone had a heavy expression, except for the all-round genius in the first examination room and the twenty sleepyheads in the last examination room. Some people have red faces, as if they had just finished a sauna. This is because the questions are too difficult or there is not enough time, and excessive panic causes the blood circulation to accelerate. In short, the first thing most candidates said was: "It's over! I'm lucky to pass the math test with 90 points this time!" Then there was a chorus of voices asking for answers. "Is the second multiple-choice question C?" "Did you figure out the last fill-in-the-blank question?" "Oh my god! There's a last geometry question on the flip side? I didn't even see it!" ······ Chen Zhuo scored 140 points in math, and many classmates came to him to discuss answers. If the results were the same, they would be overjoyed. If the results are different, some students will be instantly disappointed, while others will not give up and continue to look for other experts to verify. "Chenzhe! Chenzhe!" Suddenly I heard someone calling my name. Chen Zhuo turned around and saw a skinny but energetic boy running over. He asked anxiously, "Chen Zhuo, is the answer to your last geometry question 0 or -1?" Chen remembered that this person was called Wang Changhua. They were classmates in junior high school, but they had less contact after entering high school because they were in different classes. His real name is actually Wang Changhua, but when his family went to the police station to register his household registration, they pronounced it as "Wang Changhua" because of his accent, so this feminine name has always been with him. However, after every math, physics and chemistry exam, he liked to run over to Chen to check answers. "I calculated the last question to be -1." Chen told the other party. "Yes! yes! yes!"
When Wang Changhua heard the answer, he excitedly pumped his fist and said, "It's settled. It's settled this time. I think I can get 130 in math." A classmate who knew Wang Changhua said sarcastically, "Changhua, you are bragging again. Last time you said you could get 130 in math, but you only got over 90." Wang Changhua was not angry at being ridiculed, and retorted confidently: "How can a scholar be called a braggart? This is called having confidence in yourself. Chen, is the last answer to your multiple-choice question D?" Chen recalled for a moment, shook his head and said, "I choose B." "Depend on!" Wang Changhua was immediately annoyed: "I originally chose B, but I changed it to D when I handed in the paper. If I had known earlier, I would have been more determined..." Chen smiled and said that after each exam, students of different levels would react differently. The top students in the first and second examination rooms rarely checked their answers after the exam. If others asked them how they did, they would always wave their hands in frustration and say, "Not very good, I just wrote it randomly." When the test papers were handed out, the score was 130+. The average students in examination rooms 5 to 12 are the ones who like to check answers the most. These students actually want to do well in the exam and usually work hard, but because of their learning methods or talent problems, their efforts do not yield the expected results. Wang Changhua belongs to this category. As for the great students after the 18th examination room, they only did fill-in-the-blank and multiple-choice questions in mathematics. For a big question, I just casually wrote a "solution" and waited to hand in the paper. ······ (I will return one chapter around 8 o'clock tonight. Please read it and support me with votes.) (End of this chapter)