July 7, sunny.

Just after 7 o'clock, the 14th Middle School entrance examination room was crowded with candidates and parents.

Ren Shufen walked through the crowd and when she met her own student, she went up to give some advice.

This is the fifteenth time she has taken the college entrance examination since she started working.

She sent away fifteen groups of senior high school students and welcomed a new high school life. Year after year, her gray hair had climbed up to her sideburns without realizing it.

In the crowd, Tan Xiaotian stood tall like a crane, Tan Yuejin and Song Chunhua were with him. The couple handed the shop to their nephew today and specially accompanied Tan Xiaotian to take the exam. They were excited and nervous, and they were not as calm as their son.

"Hello Teacher Ren!"

Tan Xiaotian bowed properly.

"Oh! Xiaotian, have you brought your admission ticket?

Don’t be nervous when you enter the exam room later. It is possible that you can exceed 500 for normal performance. You still have 20 points in sports plus points, so it’s easy to get an undergraduate degree.”

Ren Shufen tried her best to show her warmest smile to the students and let them relax.

"Don't worry! Teacher Ren, I promise to give you a miracle."

Tan Xiaotian raised his arms to reveal his muscles.

At 7:30, the examination room was open and the candidates walked in one after another.

Tan Xiaotian and Zhang Dapeng and Ma Wei walked together, and he shouted loudly: "Let's get the right example. If the time is wrong, it will be troublesome."

Chu Ting, who was walking diagonally behind him, cooperated to stretch out his snow-white arms... Sitting in his seat, Tan Xiaotian looked at Chu Ting in front of the right.

It seemed like there was telepathy. Chu Ting happened to turn around, looked at Tan Xiaotian for only a second and turned his head.

Before the exam began, Chu Ting's head was leaning against his left arm on the desk, and his index finger on his left hand was naturally placed on the brown hairpin, and his bright red nails were very eye-catching.

Tag, one, two strokes... the red nails moved twice.

Tan Xiaotian understood it, Chu Ting said, Come on! The first subject is Chinese, and Chu Ting doesn’t need Chu Ting. Tan Xiaotian began to close his eyes and rest.

Dingling, the sharp ringtone rang, and two teachers holding the test papers walked into the examination room, and the candidates in the audience were cheered up.

Tan Xiaotian took a deep breath with all his strength, slowly opened his eyes, and finally began.

The roll of paper was delivered to your hand, and Tan Xiaotian quickly browsed it.

That’s right, the composition title is right, but two essays, one big and one small, with 20 points in the short composition, and supplemented with "Mom Only Washed One Shoes", 40 points in the big composition, "Toughness - The Character I pursue/By Fragility".

Tan Xiaotian has memorized the content of these two essays. He didn't even look at the previous basic scoring questions, and started to write the essay silly.

Tan Xiaotian wrote every stroke and every word was written very seriously.

Because he knew that the handwriting of the composition accounts for the impression point, fortunately, his calligraphy is much more mature than his previous life.

After 20 minutes, two neatly written essays were completed.

Turning over, Tan Xiaotian started from the first multiple-choice question, and became more familiar with it as he did it. The sediment in his memory was awakened one by one.

He remembered the winter of 1998 in his previous life. In the army barracks, as a new recruit, he pinched his watch and shed tears, and finished this year's college entrance examination paper.

Those questions overlap with the paper in front of you, and the answers are about to come out.

This feeling is so great.

The two and a half hours of examination time came soon and the ringtone rang again.

Tan Xiaotian has checked it five times. He is confident that his Chinese language will be at least 125 points or above. If he doesn’t make a good deal, he will make it through the 130 mark.

When he walked out of the examination room, he and Chu Ting looked at each other again. Tan Xiaotian understood her surprise. The composition topic he had been betting for her a few days ago successfully appeared on the roll paper.

The two of them said nothing tacitly, and went out of the door to follow their parents home.

At 2:30 pm, Tan Xiaotian walked into the examination room again. The subjects for the exam this afternoon were mathematics, the most important subjects that determine success or failure.

The exam begins at 3 o'clock.

Tan Xiaotian opened the paper and read one question after another.

He was looking forward to the good luck in the morning and the memories of his previous life were awakened again.

His prayers were heard by God, and as he looked at the math problems on paper, one answer after another jumped out of his memory.

Tan Xiaotian used a pencil to mark the title that has an impression. The answer is temporarily hooked below. I will be matched with Chu Ting's answer later.

He just swept through multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions, focusing on the final calculation questions.

Tan Xiaotian stared at question 17, sweat came out from his forehead, and he kept praying in his heart.

Let me remember it! It was vague and vaguely, as if something had floated on the surface... With Chu Ting's guidance to him over the past few months, and with the simplest calculation questions 17 and 18, Tan Xiaotian wrote down the process and answers with a grunt.

The following questions were not solved even if they were beaten to death, but Tan Xiaotian did not give up completely. He tried his best to fool the process he thought was the most correct. What if the teacher gave him a hard time! After doing all this, Tan Xiaotian looked at the watch, and there were still an hour and a half before the end of the exam. He looked up at the two invigilators on the stage, one looked down at the audience on the stage, and the other wandered around on the ground.

The invigilator below saw Tan Xiaotian looking up and slipped to him. Seeing that he was writing on the straw paper, he stopped stopping and continued to move forward.

Tan Xiaotian calmed down and started from the first question, and continued to dig deeper into his memory... "It's still half an hour left, and students who haven't written the answer to the answer sheet have to pay close attention."

The invigilator reminded the candidates.

Tan Xiaotian felt a stern in his heart. It was about to start. He raised his eyes and Chu Ting's left hand was already on the hairpin, and he remained motionless.

Smack! Tan Xiaotian's pen fell to the ground, and he raised his hand, "Teacher, I'm picking up the pen."

The invigilator nodded, Tan Xiaotian stood up, bent down, and picked up the pen.

Chu Ting's index finger moved, and the red pyramid was short and rapid. Tan Xiaotian could see clearly that the code she sent was 1b.

Others had not noticed Chu Ting's actions, and she looked like she was doing unconsciously when checking the paper roll.

The first twelve multiple-choice questions were quickly posted. Tan Xiaotian compared them and did the six questions right.

He has no time to correct it now, so he secretly observed Chu Ting's next move. It should be four fill-in-the-blank questions.

The first fill-in-the-blank question is sent smoothly, and the second one is sent smoothly.

When I asked the third question, an accident happened. The invigilator who was patrolling below happened to walk between Tan Xiaotian and Chu Ting, and his vision was blocked.

Tan Xiaotian was anxious, but he was helpless.

Chu Ting didn't know that, and after clicking his finger, he gently turned his head slightly after sending the answer to the fill-in-the-blank questions, which was exactly the same as the invigilator's gaze.

"Don't look back, answer the questions well."

The invigilator pointed out Chu Ting.

Chu Ting nodded in a panic, and his helpless look aroused the suspicion of the invigilator.

He walked to Chu Ting and stopped moving, looking down at Chu Ting's roll of paper.

Tan Xiaotian's heart was in his throat. He was not worried about whether he could copy Chu Ting's answer, but was afraid that Chu Ting would show his flaws for the teacher to catch him.
Chapter completed!