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    Zhang Hongmei doesn't have the time to think about anything else now, and the novel has attracted all her attention.

    Following the plot of the novel, my mood also fluctuated. Seeing the heroine being wronged, I even shed a few tears.

    ? I finished reading this book one day today, and I will go to school tomorrow. Although I am going directly to the second year of high school, I feel that the first day must be the exam.

    This year, I have to take classes step by step every day as before, especially the two subjects of history and politics are my weaknesses. I also need to strengthen my language, and I will be better at mathematics.

    Primary school is called Suanshu, but now it is called Mathematics. I am familiar with the name Suanshu.

    I didn't even eat lunch, and finally finished reading this book before dark.

    The eight-treasure porridge I ate at night is very sticky, and it smells like grain in my mouth. I used to pay ten yuan for this bowl of porridge, but it was worth it.  I once went to eat porridge after get off work in the middle of the night, and saw people in the kitchen making porridge, which was not the kind of additive, so I settled there for breakfast and dinner in the future.

    After eating, I went into the space and took a simple wash. I slept in the space today, and it was cold outside.

    ?The next morning at six o'clock in the morning, I went to fetch water with a pole, and I was dumbfounded when I got there.

    I had no choice but to go home again and put down my shoulder pole, turn on the radio, listen to the radio, eat a bowl of wontons, and clean up the hygiene. At 6:30, I put on my satchel and rode my bicycle to school.

    It took 20 minutes to arrive at the school, and by this time, students had already entered the school one after another.

    "Zhang Hongmei, Zhang Hongmei!"

    "Song Ziqian, Happy New Year."

    "Happy New Year to you too. Why didn't I find you in the class assignment list just now?"

    "Oh. I'm in the sophomore year of high school."

    "Really? Can you be a sophomore in high school?"

    "After I reported last time, I came to the school to take another test, and my grades were not bad. I asked myself to go to the second year of high school. So the school agreed."

    "You are so smart. If I heard about this, and said that almost every subject has a perfect score, it is really amazing, so it is you!

    I still want to be in the same class as you, but I didn't expect you to be a class higher than me.  "

    "Hehe." Zhang Hongmei smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

    "There is only one class in the second year of high school. I heard that the study is particularly stressful. This year, I added a political class. I will have to take the exam in the future."

    "Yeah, what I worry about most now is political history, but the teacher is very nice and even gave me news clippings. It's much better than searching blindly by myself."

    "Of course your teacher with good grades treats you well. Every teacher likes students who study well."

    "Do you have something to do this week? Let's go to the bookstore?"

    "I don't know yet. I should go to the post office. I want to find someone to order a newspaper. If you are good at political science, you should read more newspapers and listen to the news."

    "Shall I come with you?"

    "Okay, let's go to the bookstore after we finish our work at the post office."

    The two separated before reaching the classroom. Zhang Hongmei entered the classroom and found that several people were already reading.  The classroom was extremely quiet, no one spoke at all.

    Zhang Hongmei found the last table, took out a rag, wiped it, and sat down.  I took out the history book and read it carefully.

    Until the teacher came in.  Everyone put down the books in their hands.

    "Hello everyone, I am your homeroom political teacher, and we will work together in the future. My name is Chen Sheng, and we will get along together in the next year.

    In this year, I will do my best to answer your questions in my studies, and I hope that you will use this short one year to break through yourself, seek a bright future for yourself, contribute to the country's construction, and do your best.  A person who is useful and contributes to the country and the people.  "

    The following thought of the warm applause, this is no thanks to the political teacher, the eloquence is amazing!

    The teacher waved his hand, and the classroom became quiet again, "I will use these ten minutes to mobilize everyone. Of course, it will be time to test you in ten minutes. Our first class is Chinese, followed by mathematics, politics, history, and each subject.  fifty minutes.

    This set of questions is a mid-term test paper that is three realms higher than yours. I want to see your real level and also look at your preview results. Of course, politics is a new question.

    Everyone, don't be nervous, calm down, just do your best.

    There are still five minutes. If you want to go to the bathroom, hurry up. When the bell rings, the principal will come to invigilate the exam.  "

    The teacher looked at the expressions of the students below and knew that this exam would not be too good. EveryoneIt's good to have a bitter face, and there is a sense of urgency now.

    As soon as the class bell rang, the headmaster came in with a stack of papers, without saying a word, counted out the number in a row, and passed it on.

    Zhang Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the Chinese paper, it was okay, the amount of questions was not particularly large, and the composition only required 300 words.

    However, it took forty-five minutes to answer a paper, and there was no time to check it. This is because the composition has not been drafted.  I can only grab the reading questions and read it roughly, and I haven't had time to check the typos in the composition, and the time is up.

    "Okay, time is up, the last students get up and collect their papers."

    When Zhang Hongmei closed the paper, she saw that two students in her row had also finished answering, and there was only a few words on the other paper.

    The second section of mathematics is relatively simple. I finished it in half an hour and checked it from beginning to end before it was time for get out of class to end.

    Politics is relatively simple, because there are no textbooks yet, and the rolls are full of questions adapted from news reports.

    This is not difficult for Zhang Hongmei, but few students in the class have radios at home and can read newspapers.

    So Zhang Hongmei often heard the sound of turning the paper.

    The history paper is relatively the simplest, with almost 70% of it being modern history. After answering a paper, Zhang Hongmei has something in mind.

    After Zhang Hongmei handed over the history paper to the principal and left, everyone lay down on the table as if exhausted.

    Some people took out their lunch boxes and ran out of the classroom in a hurry, and the rest of them also reacted.

    Zhang Hongmei didn't move, and she didn't hand in food at all on the day of reporting.  He took out the lunch box from his satchel, which was the corn-bread pickles prepared last night.

    I was the only one left in the classroom. I ate half of the cornbread and drank a few sips of water before packing up.

    Some eaters came in quickly and saw Zhang Hongmei was very surprised, thinking that there was no food for the cafeteria, so she was hungry.

    Now everyone is unfamiliar, and no one comes to chat. Zhang Hongmei took this opportunity to open the history book again, always afraid of being confused with her previous memory.

    Now these are very sensitive, and I can't make mistakes.

    It's not clear when the time comes, it's better to be cautious.

    There is an hour and a half break at noon, almost no one rests, they are all reading and doing questions.  Such a learning atmosphere is good.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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