sinovels Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Finally came the long-awaited Sunday afternoon. Although it didn’t take long, I happily walked out of the teacher’s apartment with my schoolbag on my back. I walked through the small garden in the school, which was a shortcut to the classroom.
I stepped on the steps at the entrance of the garden, and saw the wisterias that I remembered a long time ago, used to write prose poems, covered the flower stand. The flower stand is actually a long pavilion. Put up wisteria and let them climb up the concrete grid, occupying the entire long corridor, and turning the open-air concrete frame into a place covered by wisteria, which should save a lot of construction expenses.
I walked along the corridor and saw that the wisteria above my head had grown small flower buds, which should bloom soon. I don't remember how they bloomed.
The exam arrangement is written on the blackboard with chalk. In the afternoon, I will take an English test first, and then I will take a science and comprehensive test paper.
Our weekly exams are generally incomplete, and there will always be a subject that will be ignored, because there is really no time, and the grade group will also consider everyone's emotions. After all, no student is willing to take up an extra test during the rest time.
I sat on my seat in the classroom, flipped through my wife's notes, looked at the error-prone points on it and the pits I jumped over, and made final preparations for the weekly exam.
When I was setting up the exam room, my Beta deskmate told me that you looked different today than last week. I asked what was different, and he said that you looked like you were going to die when you set up the exam room for the weekly exam last week. Live, it seems that your exam is more painful than jumping off a building, so I grinned, and my deskmate immediately said that you were normal, I was so scared, and I laughed even happier after hearing that.
Our examination room is divided according to the student number. After setting up the examination room, I will carry my schoolbag and go to another classroom for the examination.
I didn't fall asleep again during the English test this time.
I think there is a reason why this English test is scheduled as the first one.
Last time, English was scheduled for the last session. My right hand began to draw ghosts on the test paper when I was writing. When I woke up, the time was not enough. In the end, I just wrote a few words in the composition. The volume is closed, and the first sentence is not finished.
Maybe the grade group saw that the scores in the English test were generally low last week, so they didn't dare to arrange the test in the evening.
I finished all the English papers this time. Generally speaking, as long as I can finish the test, I won't do too badly in the exam.
When I was doing science, I encountered a familiar biology question. I saw this question in my wife’s notes yesterday. There is a small trap in it. My wife marked it out and wrote down Another confusing way of asking questions, these two ways of asking correspond to different results.
I checked the stem again and wrote down the answer.
Every time I take the comprehensive science test, I feel that time passes quickly, especially when I think about the third question of the last big physics question, the speed of time passing always surprises me.
I can't learn to give up some tricky questions to get a bigger chance of winning. This is why I can do well in the three subjects of physics, chemistry and biology separately, but when I combine them into one paper, I always run out of time. s reason.
The head teacher talked to me last week, also persuading me to learn to give up properly.
However, I always think that the practice of giving up in exchange for higher scores is always a compromise, and the real winner should be able to solve these thought-worthy problems.
There is no doubt that I am of course a conceited Alpha, so the way I solve the problem is not to compromise, but to make greater efforts in exchange for the improvement of my ability.
It's just that this process is still a bit difficult for me now.
Thinking of the agreement I made with my wife, I clenched my pen and struggled hard in my heart, but I gave up on this question and hurried to write later.
After I finished writing everything that could be written later, and still had a few minutes to think, I turned back and stared at this magnetic field map. My pen tip was writing and drawing on the draft paper. Suddenly, my brain had a flash Flash, this question seems to have a clue.
I quickly calculated on the scratch paper, and the wall clock on the wall was passing by every minute and every second. I had a hunch that this was the correct solution, but it was too late, so I quickly copied the calculation formulas and steps on the scratch paper to the answer sheet The bell rang just after copying, and the final answer hadn't been calculated yet, but judging from the standard of rewriting, some points can be given.
Everyone handed in the test papers and went to eat after school.
When I walked out of the classroom, I heard a classmate behind me who I didn’t know complaining about why the comprehensive problem was so difficult this time. I don’t know if they really think it’s difficult, or just pretending to complain. Anyway, I think it’s really not good for me now. Simple.
After dinner, everyone went back to the examination room to take the last math test.
After the afternoon's comprehensive study, I feel that this math is really handy. Of course, I didn't take it lightly. I read the stem of each question carefully, and I was very serious when I acted.
Mathematics is really a good thing to pass the time. After doing it and checking it from beginning to end, it is just time to hand in the paper.
When I went back to the teacher's apartment, my parents were about to leave. They usually returned to our own home on Sunday night so that they could go to work tomorrow.
"Son, I just peeled an apple for you and put it in a bowl, go eat it quickly." My mother stood at the shoe cabinet putting on shoes and said.
I immediately ran to the kitchen to wash my hands and came out with a bowl, watching my parents change their shoes.
"Look at you, you don't even take off your schoolbag." As soon as my dad finished speaking, I stuffed an apple into my mouth.
"Is it delicious? It's sweet!" I said to my dad with a smile, and then turned around and fed a piece of apple to my mom.
"We've all eaten it, you eat it by yourself..." My mother said, but I persuaded her together.
"Mom and Dad, please be careful on the road, and tell me when you get home." I said to my parents while poking through the crack of the door.
"You should wash up and go to bed earlier, then we're going home." My dad said.
"Yeah, I see, goodbye, parents!" I waved to my parents.
Leaning against the door frame, I heard the sound of their footsteps going down the stairs gradually becoming weaker, and then I closed the door and went back to the room.
I put down my schoolbag, walked over to pick up the mobile phone on the bookshelf, and sat down at the desk to store my wife's phone number in it.
In the past two days, I used my dad’s mobile phone to send messages to my wife. I have written down my wife’s phone number, although it is different from the one I remember. I think it is due to work needs, so I changed the phone card.
I just saved my wife's mobile phone number in the address book when I received a text message from the sender who indicated that it was my wife.
My wife asked me if I finished the exam and went to sleep.I immediately replied that I had just arrived home for a while and hadn't slept yet, so I asked him if he was tired and if he was going to sleep.My wife told me that I was not tired and that I seemed to have done well in the exam.I smiled and typed back to my wife, saying it was okay, at least there were not many empty questions this time, and I would tell him as soon as the results came out.
My wife told me to go to bed early, and he is looking forward to the day when the results will be released.
I can imagine my wife smiling and typing these words, I was about to say good night to my wife, and suddenly realized, how does my wife know my mobile phone number, I used my dad's mobile phone to send him text messages before Yes, I was in a hurry on Friday afternoon and forgot to take my mobile phone.
So I asked my wife how she knew my mobile phone number. My wife said that my dad told him. My dad also told him that this child seems to like you very much. Let my wife encourage me by following your example. .
My cheeks were hot, but my mouth was still very hard. I curled up on the chair and sent a message to my wife: The love he said for you should not be the kind of love I have for you.
It took a while for my wife to send a message, only four words, he said: Me too.