The whole floor was tense in the last week before the unified examination.
As a matter of course, the teacher of the main class took up almost all the sub-classes, and distributed simulation papers against time. Even when the class lasted for just five minutes, it was almost a drag, and it was like a heavy mountain weighing everyone’s breath.
But for Lingxiquan, it’s like going back to two o’clock and one line before Ye Qingting broke into life. Campus life is calm beyond her imagination.
She made all kinds of speculations and preparations, but she didn’t wait for Liu Yao on Monday. Even at the end of this week, Liu Yao didn’t look for her.
She has some doubts about this, but at the same time she is happy that the too-sister girl doesn’t bother.
Finally ushered in the final exam in peace.
Because of the disruption of several classes in the unified examination grade, according to the unified arrangement of the school, on the first day of the examination room, she and Lv Xining were assigned to Class 3 and Class 2 respectively, and they exchanged gas with each other. She stepped into a strange Class 3, found the desk with the code on it and put the bag beside her.
She is located by the window, where she can see the buildings in the neighborhood, the bottom of several sycamore trees and the blue sky with sunshine like jewels.
Looking back in a good mood, I just saw Nie Sihe coming over with one hand swinging the bag leisurely, and walked past her desk without looking back. Finally, she sat at the back desk.
"Nie Ge will take the exam later, you know."
A boy came obliquely behind and deliberately lowered his meaningful voice.
"I’m not good at math, find a way for yourself." The lazy stereo got up.
I can’t see that he is quite self-aware
Ling Xiquan’s heart moved, but the invigilator came in with a stack of rolls. "The desk is allowed to put all the pencil boxes and bags in the last row."
Several desks in the last row of the classroom made up a long table. She waited patiently for the person in front to put away her bag and put herself on the most side. Just as she was about to return to her seat, a packet of landing sound came behind her.
I turned around just in time to see Nie Shihe bend down to pick up her bag, put it back again and put it on the outermost side. When I turned around, I saw her throw her eyes slightly and said "I’m sorry."
She was stunned and quickly reacted that he knocked down his bag and apologized. He was surprised and nodded "Nothing" at the same time.
Then they returned to their seats.
Speaking of how arrogant the boy in the back table is, she has not seen them having only a few conversations, and it is not a happy memory, but there is nothing directly related to the holidays.
It was so quiet in the classroom that the pen tip rubbed against the test paper to sound.
Compared with the usual practice, the unified mathematics examination paper is much simpler. Ling Xiquan buries his head, writes the draft, calculates it, puts the last finale on the desk, and the watch shows that there are still 30 minutes left.
She looked up and glanced at her eyes. Most of the students were still working hard, while the invigilator sat on the podium with a magazine in his hand.
Let’s check it again
Thinking about it like this, I suddenly heard a quiet voice "Teacher, can I borrow a ruler?":
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The invigilator let go of the magazine in his hand, pulled open the drawer of the podium, dug out a ruler, walked over and put it on Niescher’s desk and strolled around the classroom before returning to the podium to sit down.
A light thump from behind is low, but it’s not hard to hear that you are upset.
It seems that I can’t do the problem when I meet it.
Lingxiquan chuckled absently while checking the test paper.
Is he now frowning with two auxiliary lines as he saw in the office that day?
I don’t blame her for gloating. The boy sitting in the back is always careless and arrogant. She can’t help laughing at the thought that he is scratching his head at math problems.
Yes, the last big question is how many points and four small questions are progressive in turn, but it is difficult to draw an auxiliary line even in the first step.
Suddenly a little sympathy.
Turning to the last page is the last question with the most scores.
She pursed her lips, and for some reason, for the first time, she drew a few or two key auxiliary lines with a pencil, then hesitated for one or four small questions, and finally drew a line shallowly.
Then, for the first time, she spread out the folded test paper and moved it a little outward, deliberately revealing most of the test paper.
She clearly knows that the boy behind will look up and see her deliberately revealing the last question.
Her detailed steps and formulas are orderly, and even a casual glance at the fresh auxiliary line must be clear at a glance.
I don’t know if Nieshih has the heart to see it.
Just like a guessing other people’s luck, she bet on that person to win or lose himself.
Outside the window, the sky is blue and deep, and a few wisps of silk are floating like clouds, gently winding at the highest point of the sky.
She didn’t have the mind to check again. She looked out of the window with one hand and turned the pen consciously until the bell rang. She didn’t put the pen until she heard the uproar in the classroom and the harsh voice of the invigilator. "All the pens are put and the papers are here."
She turned her head to pick up the paper handed over from behind, and suddenly the hand behind it was slightly weak, like a bad drama. I didn’t want her to pick it up easily. I looked back inexplicably at the boy sitting at the back table. The light brown peach blossom eyes stared at her eyes, and the light rippled like water waves, which seemed to be fascinating. She steadied her mind, and her hand slightly pulled up his paper and handed it to the front row. Only then did she find that Nie Shihe’s hand was still in the posture of being swept away.
Suddenly remembered the duty week that she almost sat down to Qing Ye court close at hand.
Do people who are pampered have a pair of enviable hands?
Why do you think of him again?
She was a little dazed until the other party gave a chuckle and slowly withdrew her hand. Only then did she realize that she was rude and pursed her lips and went to the back row to review the English words.
Just sitting back, a boy who looks unfamiliar rushed in from the classroom, aiming at her direction. His mouth kept whining, "Oh, I’m finished. I’m completely finished." He ran to the side of her and braked the car, propped up the back table with his hands, and asked pathetically, "Brother Nie, did you work out the last question?"
"Hey, why don’t you ask me if I did it?" The boy laughed earlier.