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Chapter 67 The Last Two One-High Nights(1/2)

The exam started at 3 p.m. and he spent 10 minutes reading the questions. By 4:10, Zhao Changan completed all the test papers in one go.

He looked back at the invigilator behind him.

I was quite impressed in my heart that this guy could stand behind him for twenty minutes without moving.

I was surprised to see a very familiar face that I had been with for three years in junior high school.

"~"

Fortunately, Zhao Changan was alert.

Otherwise, if you blurt out "Teacher Chu", you will be in trouble.

Only then did Chu Yueliang's eyes move away from Zhao Changan's test paper with unfinished thoughts.

Although he teaches junior high school mathematics, he still has the foundation to graduate from the Mathematics Department of the Provincial Normal College. His daughter was admitted to Nanjing University last year. As far as her math scores are concerned, at least half of it is due to his tutoring.

So I did the last paper on Zhao Changan,

Chu Yueliang analyzed Zhao Changan's formulas, derivation, and calculations.

You know he did everything right.

What made Chu Yue's conscience even more disturbing was that if he were asked to complete questions 24 and 25 alone, he might be able to do it, but he would definitely not be able to do it as quickly as Zhao Changan did.

"What the hell is going on? Aren't you saying that you are a scumbag? If you are a scumbag, the entire first grade of high school will be a scumbag among scumbags!"

Chu Yueliang nodded slightly to Zhao Changan in confusion, and walked back to the podium with a complicated mood.

With deep confusion,

What's more, I'm happy to see that my beloved disciple is still as charming as before.

——

Zhao Changan originally thought about handing in his papers in advance, but in junior high school, he was often punished by Chu Yueliang for handing in his papers early, so he was still frightened.

I had to go through the test paper again and try to be sure.

In fact, this test paper is really difficult except for question 23, question 3, and questions 24 and 25.

The real question is the last multiple-choice question in the first volume.

Questions about tetrahedrons, 5 points.

This question, together with the pressure question that scored 9 points in the physics exam, has become a ghost question in mathematics and physics this year.

For that 9-point physics question, less than 10 people in the school got full marks.

What’s more funny is that each of those who did something wrong still thought that they had done something right and it was other students who were wrong.

And this multiple choice question,

Nearly 1/4 of the candidates got 5 points.

The weird thing about this question is that even Le Zening, who is the best in math in the class, didn't get it right.

Lao Zheng, a bad sports student, got 5 points wrong.

Even Xia Wenzhuo, who has always been top-notch in mathematics, died fighting this multiple-choice question.

From a raw score of 150 points,

Suddenly it became 145 points.

The converted standard score also dropped from 900 to 830.

I failed to get a perfect score of 900 in any of the five subjects of the college entrance examination.

The overall score was pushed to 7th place in Shancheng District.

Coupled with Chen Jing's 11th place in the region, he didn't even make it into the top ten.

In this college entrance examination, the city's high school was ranked No. 1 in West District, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, and Pengzhou No. 1 high school.

They joined forces to defeat each other and were miserable.

Therefore, Zhao Changan was really impressed by this familiar and complex multiple-choice question.

I didn’t even read the question and directly chose d, 141 types.

"Ling ring ring~"

The bell rings,

really,

When I left the examination room, I was in mourning.

What's more, these mourners don't know that the real killing move involves a fatal multiple-choice question.

——

Zhao Changan and Zeng Xiaoxiao chatted for a few words and then returned to Su Zhengfan's home.

Sure enough, it was the college entrance examination, and these two busy people who were usually very busy did not come back at all. Su Ying was busy in the kitchen, and Liu Cui was sitting on the sofa, drinking orange juice, laughing and watching a comedy.

"Aren't you hot in what you're wearing?"

Seeing that Liu Cui had changed into cotton pajamas and a thick, opaque short-sleeved pajamas, Zhao Changan, who had lost a lot of benefits, couldn't help but smile and mutter.

Liu Cui's pretty face blushed slightly, and she pursed her lips towards the kitchen: "My mother is afraid that I will catch a cold while blowing on the air conditioner!"

"Well, that makes sense. I'm going to wash my face."

Zhao Changan didn't dare to say anything more and got into the bathroom.

After washing up, Su Ying was serving food to the restaurant. Zhao Changan quickly went over to help, serving winter melon and pork ribs soup.

A table of sumptuous dishes was 'much harder' than what Su Ying had cooked in a hurry at noon.

"It's delicious. Zhao Changan's last question was so difficult. How did you do it?"

"Eating without saying a word! After the exam is over, it will become a thing of the past. Now that you have this time, you might as well think about tomorrow's exam."

Su Ying cut off her daughter's questions with one word.

After dinner, Liu Cui and Zhao Changan took a shower respectively, and then went to class. As a result, Su Ying also wanted to take a walk to see the campus back then.

Zhao Changan said goodbye first, leaving a depressed Liu Cui to wait for her mother to finish washing the dishes.

When I arrived at the class, most of the students were there, talking noisily and showing various expressions.

The head teacher, Chang, is writing the standard answers for today’s Chinese language exam on the blackboard.

"It's useless to write answers after the exam is over. It will affect your mood tomorrow."

Zhao Changan shook his head,

However, for Lao Chang, an old literary young man and an old angry young man, it is understandable to do so.

When Zhao Changan entered the class, Lao Chang had already finished writing.

"Zhao Chang'an, do you still remember the answers to the exam? If you don't remember them accurately, I have a paper here to see how many mistakes you made?"

Lao Chang had actually been waiting for Zhao Changan to come in. When he caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, he refused to let him return to his seat and signaled Zhao Changan to come to the podium to see the answer.

"abcdadcdcabbcbcbcbdcdadcbc."

Zhao Changan read the answers on the blackboard in a low voice, then quickly glanced at the ten lines of the paper, looked at Lao Chang who looked at him with a smile and said: "All the multiple choice questions are correct."

"Haha~"

"That's awesome!"

"Go to heaven!"

Although it was a bit strange to see Lao Ban calling Zhao Changan to stop, it is understandable considering that he scored 130 points in the four-touch test.

But what is he bragging about?

‘All multiple choice questions are correct’?

What a brag!

Fan Chao, who was sitting below, breathed cold air from his nose. He couldn't help but said: "Zhao Chang'an, don't blow higher and hit harder!"

"Look at the following questions again."

Lao Chang seemed to have not heard the various sounds below, and looked a little excited.

Zhao Changan continued to read the answers to the second volume.

The classroom fell silent, everyone wanted to hear how this guy could play.

"Except for composition."

Zhao Changan nodded slightly towards Lao Chang and lowered his voice as much as possible.

Lao Chang's face was instantly filled with ecstasy.

Then, he picked up the blackboard eraser and erased the answers on the blackboard three times, five times, five times and two times.

He turned back and said loudly: "No matter whether you have passed the exam, good or bad, don't think about it anymore, because it will not help, and it will affect your performance tomorrow, -"
To be continued...
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