Zhang Yiming doesn't remember how he got home clearly.

But he vaguely knew that his mother had poured water for him and covered him with a quilt. He wanted to say something to his mother, but he was so dizzy that he turned over and fell asleep again.

When Zhang Yiming woke up, it was already the next afternoon.

The headache was about to break, and his throat was so dry that it was about to get angry. Zhang Yiming was dizzy and poured himself a glass of water in the outer room. With the moisturizing of the water, his throat finally healed a little. He glanced outside and it was gloomy.

My parents are not at home, he is the only one at home.

He went to the kitchen and looked around. There was still some cold rice in the rice cooker. Zhang Yiming really didn't like to move, so he poured some hot water into the cold rice and ate a few bites with the sauce.

At this time, he missed the era where takeaway was everywhere.

After dinner, Zhang Yiming lay on the bed again.

When he woke up again, it was already evening. He made up his mind to refuse to drink anymore. It was so uncomfortable.

"Mingming, are you awake? Come and have some millet porridge, it's just cooked."

Fan Lingling was wearing an apron. When she saw Zhang Yiming coming out, she quickly greeted her and walked over to reach out and touched Zhang Yiming's forehead.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I drank too much yesterday."

"It's okay, it's a classmate party, just drink some, after all, you may not be able to see you in the future."

Zhang Yiming felt a little moved by his mother's enlightenment.

"By the way, mom, who sent it back to me yesterday?"

"You came back by yourself. When I heard the knock on the door, you went to open it. You leaned against the wall, your legs were weak, and I don't know how you came back."

Thinking of her son's soft appearance yesterday, Fan Lingling felt both distressed and funny. Her son's alcohol tolerance is really inherited from her husband, and she will be drunk as soon as she drinks it.

Come back by yourself?

Zhang Yiming felt it was a bit unlikely. He was already drunk and could he go home by himself?

But if it weren't for going home by myself, then my mother wouldn't have seen anyone!

Forget it, I don’t think about it anymore. Anyway, he has to do it all!

After eating, the various discomforts caused by drunkenness came to an end.

Zhang Heshan just came back when the bowls and chopsticks were almost done. The business of the food factory has been so popular that it is incredible. Zhang Yiming has been looking at the new factory location recently and is trying to decide on this before going to college.

"Drinking less next time, so your mother won't worry!"

Seeing his son sitting aside, Zhang Heshan said lightly, but there was no point in blaming him.

"I understand, dad, the food factory is very busy recently?"

"Yes, there have been many new orders recently, and the workers' black and white shifts are too busy even to do the rounds.

Zhang Heshan looked tired and slumped on the chair after taking off his coat.

"Dad, why don't you take a few days off or ask someone else to help you watch for a few days? If you get so tired, don't destroy your body."

"All the workers in the factory are working overtime. I am the factory manager and I can still lose my chains. It's okay, it's enough to last a few days. I heard from Xiao Tan that the boss is already looking at the local area to build a branch. Once the branch is built, he won't be so tired."

Zhang Yiming wanted to say that he had just looked at this place, and he might not be able to find a suitable one at that time, but he naturally couldn't really say it out.

"By the way, Xiao Ming, how did you do the exam? I didn't ask yesterday."

"I performed well, but I haven't estimated the specific score yet!"

"Well, I've finished the exam anyway. Don't think about the results no matter what the score is. Play more and go out for a walk."

Zhang Heshan and his wife have seen the efforts of their son over the past three years. They do not have too high requirements for their son, so it is naturally the best to be admitted to university. If they really work hard and fail the exam, they will not force it.

"Yeah, I get it."

After chatting with his father for a few more words, Zhang Yiming went back to the house.

After the college entrance examination, the university starts. There are two months of vacations. After two months, no matter whether he can be admitted to Nanjing University or not, he will definitely go to another place to study. He is far from reaching the matter in Tongyuan County, so he must not waste these two months.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiming took out the notebook filled with all kinds of inexplicable data and wrote down his goals and plans for the past two months one by one.

......

Three days later, the college entrance examination scores are estimated.

Zhang Yiming arrived at school early. He had already made a rough estimate of his grades in his mind, but after all, there was no reference standard answer and it still needed to be determined again.

Regarding the estimated grades, the students who usually ranked behind in their academic performance seemed not very enthusiastic, and some of them didn't even come. They basically felt that they had no hope of going to college, so they started to contact the place where they worked early.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhang Yiming met He Jing.

"Zhang Yiming, how was the exam?"

He Jing did have deep hope for Zhang Yiming.

You know, Zhang Yiming's initial grade in the third high school was at the bottom and would pass the admission score line, but in just three years, he reached the top three of the 100 people and the top twenty in the county. This score is enough to make any teacher proud.

Especially in English scores, Zhang Yiming's English score in the middle school entrance examination was 29 points, but in the last mock exam before the college entrance examination, Zhang Yiming's English score was 139, which was almost comparable to Wen Ting.

"It's okay, but you have to wait until the answer is completed before you can know."

"High, you guy, okay, then wait and see the score later. Be serious when estimating. I have told you before how to estimate the score. Do you remember?"

"Remember!"

"Okay, go, I'll give you a standard answer later."

In the last class before the college entrance examination, He Jing told you about several methods for evaluating scores in the college entrance examination. In his previous life, Zhang Yiming had no chance to participate in evaluating scores, so in this life, he listened very carefully to the methods given by He Jing.

"How did you do the exam?"

Seeing that Wen Ting had already sat in her seat, Zhang Yiming asked.

"Perform normally, what about you?"

"It's also normal."

Wen Ting and Zhang Yiming looked at each other for two years. There was a special tacit understanding between the two.

The standard answer was sent out quickly, one for each person.

He Jing explained the method and precautions of evaluating scores again, and then the classroom fell into silence, with only the sound of the pen drawing on the answers.

Zhang Yiming was very serious and almost completely involved.

He tried hard to restore the answers he filled in at that time in his mind.

In the first Chinese subject, excluding the two difficult-to-estimate scores of composition and reading comprehension, Zhang Yiming's answer and standard answer are actually 90%. Zhang Yiming felt it was a bit exaggerated, but once again, it was the same.

Zhang Yiming has also been right more than once after several other subjects.

"Naruko, Naruko, what's wrong with you? Are you stupid?"
Chapter completed!