Chapter 11 The first big test
The two of them were sitting in the shop.
Song Yao couldn't help but feel a little depressed when she looked at Xu Qingzhou, who was talking about fans. She was now extremely sure that this guy was tricking her and wanted her to treat him.
Although it only costs more than ten yuan, but.
"Yao brother and Yao sister, your pot helmet."
The boss brought over this plate of freshly fried Guokui.
"Thank you, boss." Xu Qingzhou thanked him. The boss was very considerate and cut the pot helmet into pieces.
Seeing that the boss had already started to close the stall, Xu Qingzhou was surprised, "Have you closed the stall so early?"
"Business is not going well, we are going to close down." The boss sighed.
Xu Qingzhou realized that he was in 2014, before the Internet celebrity economy had taken off. In the past, stores like this that had been open for decades would basically have to wait in line for more than ten meters.
"Maybe things will turn around after a while." As he said that, he picked out a piece of pot helmet for Song Yao, and took another piece for himself to soak in.
"I'd like to lend you some good advice." The boss replied with a smile.
Song Yao moved her mouth and wanted to say that she could do it by herself. The two of them had only gotten to know each other recently and were not so intimate yet, but she felt that she was being too deliberate in saying this.
The two of them whispered.
Song Yao doesn't have any idol baggage, let alone Xu Qingzhou, who even drank half a bowl of soup.
"It's comfortable." Xu Qingzhou leaned lazily on the chair and waited for Song Yao to finish.
The girl is very beautiful, with a fair face and a powdery face. From time to time, she uses her hands to move her hair away from her eyes, which is in sharp contrast to her usual aloofness.
"If you are in a hurry, you can leave first." Song Yao felt a little hairy when Xu Qingzhou stared at her nakedly.
Xu Qingzhou was very honest, "I want to leave too, but after all, I paid for you to sit here and eat alone. I'm embarrassed."
Song Yao ignored him, finished a few bites, and then went to give money. Wondering why she hadn't noticed before that this guy was so shameless.
The night was already quite deep, and the street lamps on both sides of the path emitted orange light. The cool breeze was refreshing, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. On the road, a pair of young people walked leisurely, and their shadows overlapped each other from time to time under the lights.
"Is there something wrong with my face?" Xu Qingzhou asked suddenly. This girl had been peeking at him.
"?" Song Yao looked up blankly.
"Then why do you keep looking at me?"
"Who's looking at you?" Song Yao retorted, feeling a little guilty and looking away, "I was thinking about the math problem just now."
"Never be curious about a man."
"Why."
"Because you'll fall in love with him."
After saying that, he ignored the sullen Song Yao and strode away.
On the weekend, after going home and having dinner, Xu Qingzhou went to the library again, and Song Yao was still sitting in her previous seat.
The two of them didn't communicate much. Xu Qingzhou read and Song Yao reviewed by herself.
Two days passed quickly, and on Tuesday, Xu Qingzhou passed his first major exam since his rebirth.
Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang were divided into 2 examination rooms. The order of examinations was the same as the college entrance examination, Chinese, mathematics, comprehensive science, and English.
In the past, Xu Qingzhou's biggest headache was Chinese language. When writing essays, he could pick off a bunch of dandruff, but for him now, it is easy to catch it.
After all, the essay test is nothing more than a critical thinking ability, with clear logic, clear regulations, and accurate wording, so there is basically no problem.
There is really nothing to say about Chinese. As long as the general direction of the reading questions is good, you will basically get a point. The math is different. After the test, there is a cry.
The exam is ranked based on performance. Most of the exam room 2 is filled with people from Xu Qingzhou's class. As soon as the exam is over, some people start correcting the answers.
"Sir Zuo, what did you choose for the 12th multiple-choice question?"
"C" "Damn it, I just chose c at first, but when I saw that the two in front were both c's, I didn't dare to choose." Some students wailed in pain.
"Actually, I'm not sure about this question. Maybe my answer is wrong." The boy wearing glasses said modestly.
"Elbow, what do you think of the difficulty?" Guo Ziyang came over, his whole body shivering. He couldn't answer two of the multiple-choice questions alone.
Seeing his appearance, Xu Qingzhou swallowed the word "simple" and said: "This set of questions is indeed more difficult than usual. The college entrance examination probably won't reach this level."
After hearing what Xu Qingzhou said, Guo Ziyang felt much better, and the two of them walked towards the classroom.
1 The examination room is next door, which is the classroom of Xu Qingzhou's class. Only one or two students are from other classes. After the exam, most people will go back to the corridor outside the classroom to pick up books and prepare to review the next subject.
"I'm miserable. I definitely didn't do well in the exam this time."
"You said the same thing last time, but you got 140 on the test."
When Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang entered, the class was very lively.
Zhang Yuquan was the focus, surrounded by five or six people, discussing the math problem just now.
Seeing Xu Qingzhou come in, his voice rose a bit, "Question 16 is very complicated. It took me twenty minutes to solve it. Question 1, when a=8, find the monotonic interval of f(x), This is not difficult, as long as you know how to find derivatives, you can do it, but the second question is..."
"The gradual adjustment method I used, I didn't expect that it really got me right." Someone lamented.
Xu Qingzhou ignored Zhang Yuquan's provocation, told Guo Ziyang, and went to the corridor to wait for him.
The ginkgo tree swayed in the wind. Under the tree, students who had just finished their exams gathered in twos and threes. Other grades were in class, and the sound of reading aloud could be heard.
Zhang Yuxin and a girl came up with notebooks and pencil cases. When they saw Xu Qingzhou at the stairs, their expressions were surprised at first, then they looked away proudly and walked towards the classroom with their companions.
Xu Qingzhou shook his head and leaned against the wall to feel the tail end of high school life.
Song Yao walked out of the classroom with her book in her arms and waited for Ding Jiahui in the corridor. The breeze blew and raised a few strands of hair on her forehead.
Xu Qingzhou nodded and greeted Song Yao.
Song Yao also nodded slightly to Xu Qingzhou as a response.
Her eyes were crystal clear, clear and clear. Their eyes met in the air, making Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but take a second look.
Well, very beautiful.
The next morning was science and technology.
After the exam, the area around Xu Qingzhou became lively. They all came to answer the physics questions, and he answered them one by one with a smile.
In the afternoon, the English test was finished.
The sound of tables being moved was heard around the third grade classroom.
"Song Yao, let me help you move." Zhang Yuquan was the first in his grade. He sat in front of Song Yao during the exam. As soon as the exam was over, he took the initiative to ask for help.
"No, thank you." Song Yao shook her head.
"Okay, then call me when you need help." After being rejected, Zhang Yuquan retreated angrily and went to find his own table.
Xu Qingzhou moved quickly and had moved all the tables and benches back. According to the weekly routine, he and Guo Ziyang moved to the window on the left. They had an extra window and could look at the scenery when they were in a daze.
He was about to move the books when he saw Song Yao standing at the door. Ding Jiahui hadn't come yet, so he asked, "Want to help?"
After all, I ate a bowl of noodles.
Song Yao hesitated for a moment, then nodded, pointing to the two tables at the top of the stairs, "These belong to me and Jiahui."
"Okay." Xu Qingzhou nodded, moved the bookcase back to his seat, and patted Guo Ziyang who was arranging the desk, "Fat man, get to work, help Song Yao and the others move the table."
"Oh, okay." Guo Ziyang nodded and murmured in his heart, when did Jiuzi take the initiative?
The two of them helped Song Yao and Ding Jiahui move their things back to the classroom.
(End of chapter)