In the afternoon, the results for the third mock exam in Chinese ca out.
"Whoa, Chinese 92?"
Yang Qiming's eyes bulged like a bull's, looking incredulous, "No way, did they mark it wrong?"
"Let see." Sun Zhicheng leaned over to look and saw the Chinese column with two numbers clearly written.
92.
He was secretly delighted, thinking that misery loves company. But he didn't show it on his face, only sighed faintly.
"Sigh, they probably added the scores wrong."
Beside him, Huang Caicai also comforted, "Yeah, Brother Yang, maybe they forgot to add the essay score?"
Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng almost stumbled and fell.
Damn!
How absurd, saying sothing like that. The essay's minimum score is 40. If they forgot the essay score,
wouldn't that an Yang Qiming scored over 130 in Chinese?
That's crazy.
Yang Qiming blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed. Although he did have a natural gift, Caicai also...
was over-praising him.
"Forget it, it's just the third mock exam. Its significance is like the registration quiz on Bilibili."
It was the second intermission in the afternoon, usually, at this ti, a group of people would be dozing off in the classroom.
But now, exclamations filled the air.
"What's your score?"
Li Hua glanced at Jiang Nian, then leaned back tactically, afraid he'd be caught in the act of bragging.
Jiang Nian looked droopy-eyed, "I bombed it, didn't score much."
"Stop pretending." Zhang Ningzhi glared at him with puffed cheeks, "A few days ago, you were even morizing Chinese material!"
"How could you have bombed it!!"
"Well....." Jiang Nian, being exposed, wasn't embarrassed, "Zhizhi's got a sharp eye."
"Hmph! Of course."
"Li Hua barely counts as a person."
"Chi Shi!!"
"Since you sincerely asked, I'll tell you." Jiang Nian pulled out his phone and placed it on the desk.
"See for yourselves."
Zhang Ningzhi had a geographical advantage and was the first to crowd over, unabashedly squeezing Jiang Nian aside to take a look.
The next second, she exclaid.
"124?"
"Chi Shi!!" Li Hua felt a pang in his heart, "Wasn't Chinese supposed to be generally low this ti?"
Jiang Nian pondered for a mont, then looked up.
"There are always so geniuses..."
"Chi Shi!" Li Hua, unwilling to believe, glanced over but felt defeated, "I need to morize that material too."
Jiang Nian chuckled, "It can be arranged."
Actually, he was a bit surprised too. Being confident was just showing off; he wrote his own essay.
[Stationery] cooled down for thirty days.
The third mock exam was too close to the college entrance exam. Using it now could secure results but would be useless for the exam.
So, he wrote it himself.
He just didn't expect the third mock essay to be scored so generously. He looked at it, the essay got 54.
The other questions deducted twenty points.
"Seriously, why did I only get 86?" Zeng You turned his head, looking stupefied.
Huang Fang didn't have a phone, so Wu Jungu helped her check.
Chinese 118.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief, a few points less than Jiang Nian didn't matter, the third mock scores were given out so casually.
A good 118 wasn't much worse than 124!
Zhang Ningzhi blinked, then gently poked soone, "Then your total score must be 704?"
"Yep."
Seven hundred, again surpassing the sixth group.
The back row had a different atmosphere, Li Qingrong propped her head with her hand. Her face calm, watching Jiang Nian showing off.
Li Hua thought of sothing and hinted at Jiang Nian to ask the class monitor a few questions, all of which Jiang Nian dismissed.
"Just ask, ask!"
Jiang Nian: "..."
Sigh, can't you read the room?
"Damn, can't you let enjoy my mont of glory for a bit!" He felt speechless, "Finally, I'm invincible."
"Tch."
.....
Afternoon, after school.
Jiang Nian glanced at Li Qingrong's scores, saw it starting with a 7, he wasn't surprised.
Seeing the second digit, his heart pounded.
"Really?"
Relieved, it was just starting with 2.
The class monitor's Chinese scores were also firmly capped at 130 points, extrely hard to break through higher.
The third mock was like that, the higher you go, the harder to earn points.
"Qingqing, do you think during the college entrance exam," he turned to ask, "we might end up in the sa test room?"
Li Qingrong gave him a sidelong glance, spoke calmly.
"No."
In truth, even if they ended up in the sa exam room, it might not be a good thing, perhaps more of a hassle.
After all, they didn't need any external help.
Performing normally was already others' limit.
"Ah, what a pity." Jiang Nian stood up, "I was thinking I could copy you and score a bit higher."
Li Qingrong: "...."
Seeing the other about to leave, she hesitated a bit before asking, "Tomorrow is a holiday, will you co to school?"
"Yeah, definitely."
"Mm."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn't quite grasp her intent. Hesitated for a mont, then tentatively asked.
"Will you co?"
Li Qingrong shook her head, "I don't know."
That ans she'll co.
Jiang Nian knew her too well; saying "don't know" often ant she'd just co.
He pondered for a bit, then nodded.
"We'll see then."
"Mm."
Evening approached, nearing the start of night study.
Perhaps due to tomorrow being the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, the class was particularly lively, handing out a stack of practice tests.
Thinking they might not finish, each subject only highlighted essential tasks, which the class reps copied onto the blackboard.
An exclamation in a small range made Jiang Nian look up.
"What's going on?"
"Let see." Li Hua stood up, craned his neck for a while, "Oh, Luo Yong is here."
"Him?" Jiang Nian hesitated.
On the other side, Lin Dong approached and asked.
"Huh? Didn't you and Old Liu request not to attend the night study, why did you co to the classroom today?"
"Sigh, don't ntion it." Luo Yong said, "I just found out, the couple next door also skips night study."
"It used to start at midnight, now it's at eight, I can't concentrate on my books anymore."
Hearing this, a wave of laughter erupted around.
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