After thinking for a long time, there was no result. One week after the exam is the student election, and the opening ceremony, probably the election of the student union will also be after the opening ceremony.
There is no rush, there is still time. This road runs counter to my own ideas, and I always feel unwilling, and I have no ambitions, no great ideals and ambitions, how can I get to the present step by step?
Zhang Hongmei thumped out of bed unwillingly, really, she just wanted to eat and wait to die.
Seeing that the time is almost two o'clock, get up and hang up the curtains and door curtains, spread the bed sheets, put up the curtains in the other rooms, and wait until the furniture is in place before hanging up.
Although I regretted it a bit when I got it back, it was too ugly, but it really hangs pretty well.
With the curtains and door curtains closed, the light in the room is about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, which is very good.
The only dissatisfaction is that the curtains are hung with ropes. After thinking about it, I took out a hammer and nails from the space, because the curtains need to be split. So I put nails on the hanging ropes of the curtains, and then draw the curtains to both sides every day, and find cloth strips to tie on both sides of the window, just like a bed curtain.
Wait until it's done, and look at it now, I think it's very good.
The color of the bed sheets is very dark, but it is the same color as the curtains and curtains, which is okay, but it doesn't have a girlish atmosphere.
Thinking that Liu Jingze would not live here in the future, I saw him later and discussed with him to tidy up that room and use it as a study. Wang Xiaoshun will come over next week and ask him to call the carpenter to build a big desk and bookshelves.
After that, I calmed down and read the books. Since I was admitted to the university with the top score, I had to put my heart into it. The attitude of the students gave Zhang Hongmei a sense of crisis. There are a lot of talents here, so I can¡¯t just rely on my previous knowledge. .
You have to work hard to be worthy of the time and energy you have spent.
After five o'clock, Zhang Hongmei put down her book and turned on the light. It seemed that Liu Jingze would not come back to eat. When she entered the kitchen, she saw that there was still a lot of leftovers, so she ate risotto. In fact, it was called risotto. When the leftovers are hot, put rice on them.
After eating, I thought about not eating in the cafeteria tomorrow. I can eat so much leftovers for two days by myself, so I will bring lunch at noon.
Egg fried rice is cold and too fishy, ??and I don¡¯t know if I can go to the cafeteria to heat up the rice, so let¡¯s forget it. Let's go to the cafeteria, at least it's hot.
Zhang Hongmei laughed unconsciously at the thought of being so capricious.
This smile at least eliminated half of the negative emotions.
Just muddle along, take one step at a time.
Entered the space to take a shower, read a book for a while, and then came out. Liu Jingze didn't come back until ten o'clock in the middle of the night.
Zhang Hongmei opened the door. Although she couldn't see Liu Jingze's face, she could feel his low pressure, and asked cautiously, "Brother Jingze, there is hot water in the thermos bottle. Do you still have dinner?"
"Hongmei, I haven't eaten yet."
"There is also rice, how about fried rice with eggs?"
"No, you don't like to eat leftovers either, so just give me hot dishes and I'll eat cold rice?"
"Why don't you cook rice and vegetables together like me?"
"Okay. I'll go wash up first, please."
Zhang Hongmei went back to the house after cooking and waiting for Liu Jingze to come out.
The next day, Zhang Hongmei wanted to stay in bed on Sunday, but her biological clock was formed, and she woke up feeling uncomfortable lying in the cold bed, and finally got up.
There are still leftovers for breakfast, and now they can finally finish eating. If they let others know that they have leftovers, they will probably be criticized.
After Liu Jingze got up, he washed up and went to the dining room to eat, looking a little sluggish.
At noon, dumplings made by Zhang Hongmei, cooked meat and cabbage.
In the evening it was fried noodles, and Liu Jingze was not very happy that day. Although he didn't show it, Zhang Hongmei was very sensitive to personal mood swings.
I am not going to be a trash can, but a confidant aunt, so I don't know.
The next morning, the two of them went out for breakfast, and then went straight to school.
Today's exam, Zhang Hongmei felt a little nervous.
Zhang Hongmei looked at the time of the test subjects written on the blackboard in the classroom. This is the subject and sequence of the college entrance examination.
Lu Yue entered the classroom, "Zhang Hongmei feels at ease now. I thought it was the content of the new textbook, which scared me to death. Let me tell you, the eight people in our dormitory reviewed until the lights were turned off, and some people were playing Learning with a flashlight."
"You work so hard? You just need to calm down and not be nervous."
Zhang Hongmei also thought simply, why would the school do such useless work? The first one is language. But it is much more difficult than the college entrance examination. Zhang Hongmei sees that there is also university content in it. I looked it up yesterday, so I remember it very clearly.
It took two hours for the exam, so the papers were all in pieces. After wiping them with my hands, they turned black, so I had to take out the sleeves from the satchel and put them on.
Wei Huaqiang, who was at the same table, looked at Zhang Hongmei in surprise and continued to answer the question.
Composition is very interesting to write a lyrical prose.
Zhang Hongmei took out a piece of draft paper, and after thinking about it, she wrote about loving the motherland. This kind of subject matter is easy to get the teacher's favor.
There was still half an hour before Zhang Hongmei finished answering the test paper and checked it carefully from beginning to end.
The second game is history. There is also one-third of the university content. This is the school's warning to the students, right? Didn't I hear Liu Jingze talk about exams?
However, in the past, Zhang Hongmei often held the book of modern history, so eighty points is not a problem.
The classroom is quiet, only the rustling sound of writing.
After answering, I checked it again, and wrote everything I knew. If I was not sure, I chose to write positively, and if I didn¡¯t, I was directly confused.
?He looked up at the other students. Although he couldn't see their expressions, he saw that many of them were scratching their heads, probably worried.
Zhang Hongmei reckons it would be good to have a history of eighty. It's the same when I look at it again, but because it's an exam, I checked it again in a proper manner.
The cafeteria at noon is full of sighs and sighs. This exam is estimated to make many proud students feel at ease.
Liu Jingze still lined up for lunch and asked Zhang Hongmei to take the seat.
Before Liu Jingze came back, the beauty Zheng Wenhui arrived.
"Student Zhang, I'm here to have dinner with you."
"Welcome, please sit down. You sit first, and I'll see if I can find a bench."
"Let me go, I put the lunch box on the table."
"No, Mr. Zheng, sit down, I'll just go." Really, how can I help others look at the lunch box?
At this time, Liu Jingzhang came over for dinner, "Zhang Hongmei, where are you going?"
"Hehe, classmate Zheng is here to share a table with us, let me see if there are any benches available?"
"I'll go, you wait, how can a girl grab the bench?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com