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Thirty-two, white noodles and steamed buns

Fortunately, no more trouble came to me in the next few days. Even so, Jiang Shuiyuan was too busy. His busyness also made Class 2 (2) a little more tense, as if everyone had heard the sound of the college entrance examination getting closer.

It was the weekend, and the survey exams for the second and third year of high school were held at the same time.

Jiang Shuiyuan walked around the campus several times with the admission ticket given by the old class before finding the examination room in a remote corner. When he walked in, he found that there were only seven or eight people inside, but each of them was very distinctive. Some were holding books and lying and lying, hoping that they would be shining when they were in trouble; some were having fun with their mobile phones, and they didn't know that the exam was coming; and some were sitting there blankly, as if they had seen through the world... It was simply a living and realistic version of "Academic Athens".

Jiang Shuiyuan's seat number was the last one. As soon as he put down the stationery, the fat little fat man in front turned around and smiled, his whole face was as pleasant as a white-floured bun that had just been out of the cage: "Oh, new?"

"Yes, come and join in the fun."

I don’t know if Jiang Shuiyuan is not well-known enough on campus, or if Baimian Mantou brother turned a blind eye to the news outside the window, and the news was too closed, he didn’t recognize Jiang Shuiyuan: “No wonder I haven’t seen it before! What’s wrong, are you repeating your studies? Transferring your studies? Or borrowing your studies?

"I can't say it either. Others just let me feel the atmosphere of the college entrance examination."

"That should be borrowing reading!"

"Oh." Jiang Shuiyuan did not refute or clarify.

Brother Baimian Mantou believed that Jiang Shuiyuan was the most insignificant student, and he immediately smiled even more happily. The fat on his face was like a hot soup dumpling, which rippled: "It would be too late to come to borrow this time, right?"

Jiang Shuiyuan understands what he means. It is like becoming famous as early as possible. It is best to come and study in the first semester of high school. Although he has no name or score, he receives authentic high-quality education. Three years later, he will return to his original school to take the college entrance examination, which is the best choice. Now it is the second semester of high school, and the class that should be taken has already been completed. What else can I do if I borrow it? Jiang Shuiyuan followed and smiled: "I can't do it either."

"It's okay, I'll cover you!" Brother Baimian Mantou waved his short and fat arms, "We used to be the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan. Now with you, we'll just make the Eight Immortals cross the sea!"

Jiang Shuiyuan was also happy: "It seems you are a regular visitor here!"

The relatively regular exams in Huai'an Mansion are ranked according to grade grade scores. How many people are there in each grade and how many people sit in each examination room are fixed. Everyone's ranking in the grade, or which exam room they sit in each time, is also relatively fixed. For example, Jiang Shuiyuan, Li Zhili, Liu Chenyu and others have been sitting in the first examination room since the beginning of high school, and there has been basically no big change in two years. Jiang Shuiyuan is a temporary guest appearance in this exam, so he is ranked last in the third year of high school, and they often get together, which shows that they should be at the tail of the crane in the grade.

Brother Baimian Mantou didn’t think it was offended at all: “Yes, we are the last exam room for flowing water, the seven monsters in Jiangnan that are so fierce! Are you interested in joining us?”

It’s weird if you are interested!

Jiang Shuiyuan looked around and felt that this place should have been a temporary dormitory. This time, the second year of high school and the third year of high school organized a survey and examination at the same time. The examination room was not enough, so the emergency was temporarily cleaned up. The place was not remote, and it was very cramped, and the lighting was not very good. He smiled and joked: "It seems that the school is rare enough. If we hide us in such a hidden place, we are not afraid that the invigilator will not be able to find it."

Brother Baimian Mantou hummed, "It's better if you can't find it! It won't be as good as they think we like exams."

The facts were obviously not as expected by Brother Baimian Mantou. A middle-aged male teacher walked in with a few test papers. He couldn't tell the ease of the seven or eight people invigilating the exam. Instead, he was full of contempt and disgust. He seemed to have taken out new shoes and saw a Tuo Xiang. No, it should be Batu. He resisted the discomfort and read the rules of the exam room, and then knocked on the podium: "Submit all the materials and take the exam honestly. If I caught cheating, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Brother Baimian Mantou curled his lips: "You look down on others! If we are willing to cheat, will we stay in this exam room?"

The teacher immediately glared at him: "What did you say?"

Brother Baimian Mantou replied lazily: "I mean, we just have poor grades and our moral character is not bad!"

"Hmph!" The teacher glanced at him and did not pay attention to him. Instead, he stared at everyone and cleared all the things in the table. Then he started to hand over the test papers: "The Mandarin exam is 150 minutes long. You are not allowed to hand over the papers within 30 minutes of the exam. You are not allowed to leave the exam room during the exam. You are not allowed to continue the exam after handing over the papers. OK, the exam will begin next!"

Two days ago, Jiang Shuiyuan took the time to brush up several sets of test questions for the old class. It felt that it was not more difficult than usual exams. At most, the test paper was more standardized and meticulous. Now he got the test paper and looked roughly from beginning to end. The result was no different from his previous feeling. He picked up the pen to prepare for answering the questions and looked around, and was stunned: among the seven monsters in Jiangnan, including Brother Baimian Mantou, four or five were already lying on the table to enter a hibernation state.

Hello, are you here for vacation? This is a very formal basic test!

Jiang Shuiyuan calmed down and decided to ignore these great people and concentrate on taking the exam. Once he got stuck in the test paper, he could no longer feel the passing of time. When he was in a hurry, the middle-aged teacher cleared his throat and said, "It has been 30 minutes since the exam started. Those who want to leave early can hand in the paper."

As soon as he finished speaking, the seven monsters in Jiangnan stood up and handed over the test paper with only the name, test number and multiple-choice answers. Brother Baimian Mantou was sleeping in a daze and stood up. When he walked halfway, he found that Jiang Shuiyuan was still writing hard. He staggered back and lay on the table to continue chatting with Zhou Gong.

The middle-aged teacher was a little unhappy: "Do you hand in the paper?"

"No! I'm addicted to sleep, so I'll sleep for a while. Why, can't you?"

"You!" The teacher was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

Jiang Shuiyuan thought that Brother Baimian Bu was waiting for him, and was moved and his speed increased a few points. He rushed forward quickly. After finishing the test paper, he took an hour and forty minutes to pass it to the invigilator who had been waiting for a long time. Brother Baimian Bu followed closely and said lazily with a sleepy look after going out: "Brother, you're doing a good exam!"

Jiang Shuiyuan was stunned and thought that this White-Floured Mantou Brother was a peerless master who was hidden and hurriedly asked, "How do you know?"

"I see you have also written an essay."

It's so fresh! The Mandarin test scores 150 points, and the composition accounts for 40%. If you don't write the composition, you can still test the Mandarin? You can just hand in the blank paper! Jiang Shuiyuan silently complained in his heart, and replied: "Yes! Why, you didn't write it?"

"Why do you need to write? It takes more brains?" Brother Baimian Mantou seemed very disdainful, "Anyway, I only have more than 30 points after writing. It's better to save some effort and accumulate energy, and wait until the college entrance examination is in full swing!"

Jiang Shuiyuan gave him a thumbs up: "You really have a good calculation! Since that's the case, why are you still staying in the exam room for so long? Wasting more time!"

Brother Baimian Mantou said: "Whether you do well in the exam and how many points you score is a problem of ability. But whether you can persist until the end is a problem of attitude. I don't care about my learning ability, but my learning attitude is definitely correct!"

"..." The river water source was speechless.

Brother Baimian Mantou continued, "It seems that you have good grades."

Jiang Shuiyuan laughed: "I am the same as yours. If I write it correctly, how many points can I get is a problem of ability. But whether I can write the test papers is a problem of attitude. My attitude is also very correct!"

"Oh, then we are fellow fellows, no wonder we hit it off with you! Let's go and have a treat. Let's talk while eating. Let's tell you that my ability to taste delicious food is definitely among the top three in the school. You can wait and swallow your tongue later!" Brother Baimian Mantou said endlessly, pulling Jiang Shuiyuan to the outside of the school.
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