English and Chinese have always been gentlemen first and villains. There are many activities in first and second grades, and they are not divided into classes according to grades. But as the final exam for the second grade is over, the school seems to have changed its face, and the dishes are all placed in front of the students one by one.

First, a killing stick "warm-up exam" forced students to honestly accept summer tutoring. Then, there was a formal class test, with one ranking and another pitfall, and no one could cheat.

Yes stayed in Class 4 for a month in his senior year of high school, and then divided the class into the exam a month later. He naturally went to the place he should go.

The preparatory bell rang, and the school gate and several dormitories opened like pigpens. The hungry pig Wuyang Wuyang rushed to the teaching building. It was only a week after the final exam, and the school uniform had just been washed and dried, and it was put on it again. Everyone was indignant. This resentment was directly displayed on the scattered collar of the school uniform and the legs of the trousers rolled up randomly.

Yes was different. He didn't wear a school uniform at all, but only had a red half-sleeved one. A white fork was printed on the chest with a arrogant look, and one stroke and one stroke looked like two claw marks, making the red T-shirt look even more bloody.

The red clothes made his skin look whiter and colder, and he had a tiny squirt of ice in the hot summer.

An arm suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind. Ye Si instantly suspected that he had been hanged by a pig. Before the word "fuck" was expressed, Song Yi's loud voice began to scream in his right ear: "Ah Ye Shen! We are on the road to list again!"

"Ye Wugou is about to go out of the world again." Another voice that was obviously not awake sounded on his left. Wu Xing yawned and squinted his eyes at him, "It's so early."

"Good morning." Yes said angrily, pulling off Song Yi who was hanging on his body, "You were a keychain in your previous life, so where did you catch it?"

Song Yi jumped up on the spot twice, his knees not bent, and his arms were swaying nervously.

"Move, hey, shake, we all dispel the dead energy we have on our bodies before entering the exam room. Maybe a lucky person will advance forward."

Wu Xing yawned, "It's enough for me to get a normal grade. You said you don't bring me with me."

Song Yizi said, "Don't be too arrogant in the 20th exam room. You haven't entered the 1st exam room yet? It's no different from our 36th exam room."

"Is it Brother Ye?"

Yes took a flexibly step back, letting the guy who was about to hang his neck hold the sky with one hand, almost knocking Wu Xing next to him.

Wu Xing stroked his messy hair back and his throat was breathing fire, "Get out, don't touch me, I haven't woken up."

Song Yi turned around and glared at Yes, "What are you hiding? I will accompany you to the last place in the 36th exam for two years. I expect that there will be one more year in the future. You will be like this?"

Wu Xing snorted coldly, "You are so sensational, why do you feel mute when you see Xu Shanyue in Class 2?"

When Song Yi heard this, he was like someone twisting his mouth and shut up, and suddenly he lost his face and said nothing. Yes couldn't help laughing, revealing eight small white teeth, diluting the terrifying sharpness on his body, like the bright sunshine in June and July.

He punched Song Yi on the shoulder, "I'm lucky to meet in the past two years, and I won't be with you in the future."

Song Yi paused, "What does it mean?"

The last preparatory bell rang, and the students outside the building started trotting. Yes pressed his good friend down with both hands and one hand, and started with the force, "I want to make a big splash!!"

"Hold!"

"The fuck you!"

Yes blew through a group of students like the wind, leaving the sounds of "Is Yes crazy?", "Is Yes going to hit the teacher?", "Is he not afraid of him making your brains" completely behind him.

There were only two last positions in the examination room. Yes braked suddenly at the door and looked at the teacher standing on the podium where he was ordering the papers.

This time the invigilator looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. The man, wearing silver-framed glasses, had a medium figure, and was about 40 years old, and had no murderous aura.

The male teacher also looked at him, raised his eyebrows, "Yes?"

Yes was a little surprised, "Know me."

"I have long admired Daming." The male teacher laughed, "Come in, where are you sitting?"

Yes shook into the corner of the window, "You don't know where I sit, so you pretend to be worthy of my name for a long time."

A burst of hilariousness suddenly broke out in the exam room. The 36th exam room was full of great people. Everyone knocked on the table with everything they could with them, and they raised the ceiling in an instant.

When Song Yi rushed in, he was shocked by the New Year-like atmosphere. A shyness appeared on his face. He raised his hand while walking in, making a pressing move, "It's OK, what are you doing... I haven't seen you for a week, it's quite sensational..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Fuck! Can you two stop making me laugh!"

"I'm so fucking convinced hahaha!"

Yes also laughed, stuffed his schoolbag into the corner of the wall, took out a pen from his pocket and threw it on the table.

He unexpectedly found that the invigilator was not angry, but laughed with everyone, and he laughed quite seriously.

Sometimes these grandchildren are also very magical. If a teacher shouts on the podium, "Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey He

The bell rang, and the male teacher shook the order. "Check it, we're taking the exam. I won't talk about the rules of the exam. The warm-up test for the third year of high school is a bit difficult, and it's just to kill your majesty. So, don't think too much, face your blank brain bravely."

There was another laughter below. Yes pretended to flip through the paper in a laughter, and after writing the name, he raised his eyelids and swept forward.

Those who should be lying down are basically in their own positions. The first group of people still want to struggle, and pulled out their caps to show a life-and-death expression towards the paper.

Deng Yi, who was sitting in front, finished writing the three reading options on the first page in five seconds. He should have drawn a big fork in the classical Chinese translation, and then turned to the back and started writing the essay.

Yes cleared his throat and looked down at the topic.

The first part is a popular science article about retina, with three multiple-choice questions. He read that article for twenty minutes, but he didn't remember anything when he saw it.

Yes calmly swept towards the first multiple-choice question.

[According to the original text, which of the following existing consensus does not belong to the paradox of cutting-edge research on retinal repair?]

Is this question still a human being? It doesn’t make people understand it even if you read it. Yes couldn’t help but curse in a low voice.

When Song Yi heard this, his body was trembling with laughter.

Yes glanced at the options and wrote down c.

This feeling is amazing. He didn't understand the article, the question, and the options were even more difficult to understand. But he knew that he should choose c, not because c was the longest, nor because he could not find c, but because he knew that the correct answer was c.

Next question, choose a. Next question, b.

cab.

After Yes calmly answered the first part, he turned to classical Chinese to read. This time he skipped the full text to translate the selected sentences.

After almost instinctively writing the three translations, Yes looked back and read the answer he wrote, compared with the original text, and suddenly realized.

So that's what it means.

Yes suddenly got a nerve hit by this magical test experience and sat in his seat and couldn't stop laughing. The table shook and shook. Song Yi, who was thinking about the composition in front, hesitated for a moment, and then secretly turned back to the first page and changed the first three questions according to the trembling rhythm of the table.

Shake, choose d.

Shake, question b.

Shaking, the third question is d.

Yes was almost amused by this idiot and had another heart attack.

There were two days of warm-up exams. After taking the final exam, Ye Si pulled his schoolbag and walked out. When the invigilator waited for him to pass by, he suddenly said, "You are not the same as the legend."

Yes glanced at him, "What does it mean?"

"Nothing." The male teacher smiled very kindly, "I observed you for two days and found that you answered the papers seriously and didn't sleep. This is the first time you have experienced the three subjects of physics, chemistry and dynasty to get a comprehensive science exam, right? You are quite stable, and you didn't panic and turn the papers around."

In fact, Ye Si remembered the past two days. The teacher's surname is Ma. He just passed away the third year of high school. He will take over Class 4 of Science in a month, which is He Xiu and the others.

Lao Ma sorted out the papers and waved at him, "Go to have a meal, see you again if you are destined to be."

It was originally just a polite word, but Yes looked at him inexplicably, "Teacher, I believe we will see you soon."

Lao Ma was a little surprised, "What does it mean?"

Yes lowered his voice, "You don't want to bring you..."

"Let's go! Have a meal, hurry to the classroom to grab the seat after dinner." Song Yi pulled his schoolbag and pushed Yes from behind, "Go quickly, go, go and go! Go!"

Yes was urged by him to die immediately, so he had to run out and waved his hand at Lao Ma, "You will know soon!"

The 36th examination room was at the west end of the corridor, and the stairs were at the east end. He just ran out by Class 4. He Xiu stood at the table next to the back door in the penultimate row to pack up his things. On the table was a box of paper, a wallet, and a pack of candy in a light pink bag. When Yes passed, He Xiuzheng bent over and wiped the desk hall with a tissue, but he didn't see him.

"What are you stunned?" Song Yi hit him with his shoulder and head, "Will you still grab the ribs and cook them?"

"Give it away." Yes touched his nose and followed Song Yi lazily. After running for a while, he suddenly asked, "Didn't He Xiu sit in the first row all the time?"

Song Yi said without hesitation: "I suddenly changed my mind. Anyway, everyone will sit around at will when they start every semester."

Yes didn't say anything. He remembered that He Xiu had been sitting alone in the first row by the window group, and the senior year had not changed, at least he had not changed before he left the class.

Song Yi shouted in his ear, "Run quickly! The ribs are gone!"

"I understand!" Yes yelled back in anger, feeling that his ears were about to be deafened by this grandson.

The canteen in the UK and China is clean and tidy, with many types and good taste, and everyone who eats it praises everyone. After the exam, it is the first time that the canteen has opened. Tonight's special selection is potato and pork ribs, which is the best choice for the UK and China canteen.

Ye Si followed Song Yi and ran all the way, grabbing Wu Xing at the door waiting to meet, and the three of them plunged into the long queue of pork ribs.

"Can you get it?" Song Yi looked at the "remaining number of 23" on the electronic screen and kept urging, "Yes counted, there were still a few people in front."

It was already hot, and Yes made him want to roll up his sleeves and beat someone up. He frowned and looked forward, and he was still turning around on the back of his head. He raised his hand to pat the person in front on the shoulder, "How many in front?"

The boy who was photographed turned around and his unhappy expression frozen for a moment, and then he tried to smile friendly, "Wait for me to count for you."

Yes opened his mouth, "Ah."

Song Yi and Wu Xing were pressing on the vocal music, and Ye Si turned around and narrowed his eyes at them.

The boy stood on tiptoe nervously and counted back and forth twice, and then he turned 21. He looked back at the school dominant trio and gradually lost his smile.

Four people stared at me and I stared at you for ten seconds, the boy flashed to the side, "You guys are standing in front of me, it's just the three of you."

"No." Yes pulled his shoulder and stuffed him back into the team, and pointed it away with his chin, "Who are you two going to cook two vegetarian dishes, and then scrambled eggs and get a few egg tarts."
To be continued...