On the weekend, Nie Wan and Yao Manni made an appointment with several classmates in the class to go to the classroom to discuss issues. After all, they were not in the same class, and the teachers were not the same. In terms of study, they were more effective with their classmates in their class.

Before the exam, the only public classrooms in the school were crowded. Not only those on campus, but many day students would read and do questions at school every afternoon, and they would not go back until the evening. The condition of finding a suitable classroom that Jiang Zizhuo said before was completely unsatisfied...

Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she didn't have the charm to invite the male god to her class, and her face was not as thick as she could to let her go to Class 12. While she was still thinking about what to do, the child Yue Pingjun played a role at the critical moment, and could go to Mengji!

I really forgot about this good place that can be eaten, played and private! Thinking of having a big meal after reading the book, Ling Xiaoxiao's mood was definitely cloudy and sunny, accompanied by a strong breeze that could blow away the haze at level 3 and 4!

Brother Zhen was also very happy. She ran happily all the way, but her happiness was purely because she could eat good ingredients. Only Nie Wan was unhappy. If she had known that she would be able to read and do questions with the first grade, what other classmates would they have made? None of them could match that one!

"Okay, Xiao Wan'er, you'll come after discussing the issue with your classmates. You can discuss it quickly and come here early." Ling Xiaoxiao took her hand and comforted her, then happily ran away with Brother Zhen...

The final exam is about to be held the next day, and Ling Xiaoxiao is not prepared to study stupidly anymore. Her main purpose today is to sort out the knowledge points of mathematics and physics, and strive to get more points this time to get into the top ten in the class.

When Ling Xiaoxiao and Brother Zhen arrived, Yue Pingjun and Jiang Zizhuo had arrived. This time the private room was on the second floor. The room was very poetic: Jianjia, Brother Zhen looked at the door sign and curled his lips with contempt: "This room must be the candidate of Yue Pingjun who has a problem with his brain."

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her squintedly, are you sure he is the only one with a brain problem?

Brother Zhen has always been good at science, and she is a master who is not motivated and does not need to combine mathematics and science to get higher scores. So, after sitting down, she took out the English notes that Ling Xiaoxiao gave her and started to remember phrases and grammar. English is like physics is to Ling Xiaoxiao. She always feels that she should be able to learn well by spending a lot of effort. The result is always a whole...

Ling Xiaoxiao took out her notebook, which listed the questions she wanted to ask for. On a rough look, she basically had problems with what she learned this semester... It was just that no matter how thick-skinned she was, she was embarrassed to turn red with her ears.

He gritted his teeth and pushed the notebook in front of the male god and started asking. Jiang Zizhuo looked at the questions in full, and although he raised his eyebrows in surprise, he still started to tell her from top to next. When he encountered typical problems, he would open the reference book and find typical examples to demonstrate to Ling Xiaoxiao. Ling Xiaoxiao felt that his eyes were not enough and his hands were not enough. The male god said it while she wrote it all on paper and prepared to read it several times if he had time.

Jiang Zizhuo's tutoring was very effective. His thinking was clear and he had a good appearance bonus. By dinner time, Ling Xiaoxiao had already figured out most of the physical issues. The rest that he didn't understand was really a more fantastic talent issue.

Although Nie Wan kept complaining to Ling Xiaoxiao at noon, at night, the direct discussion with her classmates was not over yet. She called Ling Xiaoxiao and Yao Manni were ready to fight to the end with the classmates, so she was just here. Brother Zhen heard the joke that she was just thinking, and Yue Pingjun was also laughing aside.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at them and looked at Jiang Zizhuo again. The smile in the male god's eyes when he looked at them was the same as himself, and it all read: Is it really appropriate to smile like this fifty steps?

After a simple dinner, Ling Xiaoxiao started to ask about mathematics with a thick face. However, mathematics is finally better than physics. Without a question of one page at a time, Jiang Zizhuo talked much faster. Ling Xiaoxiao's problems are mainly focused on three-dimensional geometry. She has no concept of space and can't imagine the specific appearance of the figure. Therefore, the auxiliary lines are always added incorrectly. If the auxiliary lines are added incorrectly, the conditions are definitely not used, and the problems cannot be solved...

Jiang Zizhuo patiently analyzed the most common types of questions for three-dimensional geometry, and explained to her how to add auxiliary lines to each figure. Although Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little dizzy when she heard it, it was still clearer than before.

She can't eat a fat man in one bite. It's good that she can grasp the main problems now. The rest can only be accumulated. She has always understood this principle, so after asking these questions, she looked at the test questions and draft paper in a daze.

"Tomorrow's exam, let's go back early to rest today. You're just the first year of high school, and you still have time to read these in the future." Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao stunned at the test questions, Jiang Zizhuo subconsciously comforted her.

After looking at the time, it was already past nine o'clock, so she should go back. She couldn't delay Jiang Zizhuo and Yue Pingjun's rest. It was good that they were willing to accompany them, and she couldn't go too far.

"Well, let's go back. We must keep in a good state for the exam tomorrow." Ling Xiaoxiao raised her head and smiled at Jiang Zizhuo Zhanyan. Her beautiful big eyes were black and black, with a strange light.

Jiang Zizhuo always feels a little reserved when facing her smile, and this time is no exception. He stands up and puts his back on Ling Xiaoxiao to pack up his things, but doesn't see Ling Xiaoxiao laughing like a prank.

After each subject of Chinese, mathematics, and English, they will take the deputy subject in one subject. The two-day exam time is as tight as a war. Ling Xiaoxiao and Brother Zhen are not as lucky as before. The students who took the exam in their own class during the midterm exam will all go to Class 9, 2019.

After the Chinese test paper, Ling Xiaoxiao found that the teacher of No. 8 Middle School was best at slapping the face. This time the test questions were more than one difficulty higher than the midterm period. When she asked her twelve points and carefully finished all the questions, there was only half an hour left, and her composition had not started to be written yet.

There was too little time, and she didn't care about so much. She had to focus on the topic, the words should be beautiful, and the handwriting should be neat. She didn't care about anything. She just wrote it all in a row. When the ringtone rang, she had not finished her last paragraph. The teacher who relied on her group collected the second-year high school test paper. She had a moat thickness, and she didn't care whether the teacher looked at her frequently. She lowered her head and kept writing. It was not enough. The number of words was not enough. It was less than 80 words. The score was downgraded directly. She also hoped to get points in Chinese.
Chapter completed!