In fact, Johnson and his midterm exams are still the same as usual.
Like the vast majority of universities, there is no such thing as a "midterm exam" in the teaching arrangement of Shenyi, but the teachers of some subjects have strict requirements on the courses they teach, so they will take a similar exam freely. test.
Especially those subjects that are taught by the same teacher from the beginning to the end, such as Jiang Sen's "History of Chinese Medicine". Since there is no competition for the "right to write questions" among the teachers in such courses, the teachers generally think what to do. Teach as you want, just like in the meditation class, the teacher arranges two students to go to the bullshit in each class.
"History of Traditional Chinese Medicine" and "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine" are two professional courses, plus an elective course of advanced mathematics from Johnson. In November, in order to avoid the ugly total score at the end of the semester, Johnson postponed his sleep time every night. At twelve o'clock, I spent an extra two hundred yuan a day just to listen to Song Dajiang's lecture on a math problem. Song Dajiang sleeps at this time anyway, and of course he has no complaints if he can make money, but Wu Xiaosong's eyes are hot when he sees it, and he can't help muttering why he didn't take the elective course of high mathematics.
"Otherwise, I can take half the price" Wu Xiaosong was very regretful.
Jiang Sen lay down after washing, and sighed exhaustedly, "Young man, this is life."
"Oh, yes, fate" Wu Xiaosong sighed.
One side of my heart was very strange, why didn't Jiang Sen die suddenly. With such a crazy training intensity, and with less than five hours of sleep left every day, how did Jiang Sen, a pervert, survive?
Of course, Jiang Sen was also a little worried. If his body endured like this, he might collapse one day. But when I think about it again, some scumbags stay up late every day to play games, play disco, eat junk food, have irregular work and rest, smoke and drink, seven times a night, and they can still live to be thirty or forty years old. At least in terms of diet and work and rest, Much better than them, can you still die in front of them?
Besides, if you don¡¯t suffer when you are young, do you have to wait until you are old? At least I have the physique of a top international athlete, those scumbags are not dead, at least I can live to be fifty or sixty years old, right?
And when this is over and the Olympics are over, I will definitely not be able to endure it.
While you are young, you should still be able to make up for it.
After comforting myself in this way, I feel that this matter is not so terrible.
Throughout the second half of November, Jiang Sen gritted his teeth and persisted. He obviously didn't get enough sleep every day, but his brain was still running crazily, and his training performance did not drop at all, and he even made steady progress. So at the end of November, the classroom quizzes of "History of Traditional Chinese Medicine" and "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine" have been completed one after another, and the advanced mathematics elective is also tested when the exams expire in early December.
Two professional courses, after the test is completed on the spot, the score will be given on the spot.
The whole class of "History of Traditional Chinese Medicine" did well in the test. It is a pure memory thing. The average score of the whole class is as high as 88 points. Not the highest yet.
Squad leader Lu Xiaoling scored a perfect score in the test like a god. In comparison, Jiang Sen's score was very inconspicuous, 91 points, not high or low, very mediocre. Then equally mediocre, and his "Zhongji", also scored 91 points.
Song Dajiang and Lu Xiaoling continued to dominate the rankings, scoring the same 91 points in the test. Wu Xiaosong continued to maintain a ignorant pretense, and ranked last in the class with a score of 78. After the test, he felt that his life had collapsed. He and Song Dajiangniao didn't like him, so Xiaosong performed a three-minute jumping performance on the balcony, and then returned to the house angrily.
After all, it's too cold outside to bear it.
It's really not worth living and dying for this meager daily allowance.
The real exam month, to be honest, is still far away
There are still seven full weeks.
In fact, these exams are just a signal to remind everyone to be vigilant.
For children who can be admitted to the medical school, seven weeks is at least enough for them to memorize all the textbooks for this semester for two or three rounds. If it still fails the test, it can only be said that it is purely a matter of attitude.
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Jiang Sen's professional courses were good, but the high mathematics electives were really horrible. With a score of 68, he was among the bottom ten in the entire large classroom, and there were only a handful of people who scored even more rubbish than him.
"It shouldn't be" At the end of the elective class in the evening, Song Dajiang came back with the papers. While Jiang Sen was still training, he repeatedly studied Jiang Sen's score. He was very satisfied with the quality of his teaching, but he couldn't figure it out. How could Jiang Sen pass the exam like this.
Of course, it may also includeThe snowflakes fell down rustlingly.
In 2007, the first snow in Shanghai came unexpectedly.
Buzz buzz!
Jiang Sen took out the mobile phone with only one number, and saw a text message from An An, "Husband! It's snowing!"
Smiling slightly, she replied: "Well, it's very beautiful."
An'an replied immediately: "Pay attention to your body, don't be too tired."
"Okay." Jiang Sen replied with one word.
There was no movement on An'an's side.
Lao Miao looked at Jiang Sen and asked, "An'an?"
"Yes." Jiang Sen nodded.
Lao Miao said: "It's less than nine months, let's persevere."
Jiang Sen smiled and said, "Didn't you just keep going? Where did you see that I couldn't hold on anymore?"
"Then you have to be reminded, otherwise, what do you think the instructor is for? Everyone understands the truth, but you still have to talk about it every day. This is the meaning of my existence as the head of the coaching staff. I am here to grasp your will and quality Yes!" Lao Miao spoke plausibly.
Tao Runji smiled and said: "Coach Miao, I don't think you really need to catch Jiang Sen. Even if he doesn't participate in the Olympics, he will still be the top scorer in the college entrance examination and a best-selling author. His resilience may be stronger than yours."
"Maybe what?" Lao Miao chested up, "Damn it must be better than me! I have to have this ability, so I can be here today? At least it is Director Lu's position"
Feng Yuanchao immediately said: "I knew you were staring at Old Lu's ass!"
These words were full of ambiguity, and the entire "Mori Team" burst out laughing.
Under the white snow, the big guys talked and laughed, and walked into the cafeteria.
After the extra meal in the evening, they just broke up at the entrance of the cafeteria. After a long time, it was no longer necessary to send Jiang Sen to the entrance of the dormitory building. Jiang Sen walked back to the dormitory area alone. When entering the gate, I checked the balance of my bank card in front of the ATM machine lined up beside the gate, which was a total of 8 million
So the world insults me, slanders me, what should I do?
I just look at the balance of my bank card, as long as the balance is not as much as mine, I am an idiot
Normal people, who would argue with idiots
There was a lot of noise on the Internet, and Jiang Sen was trampled to death again, but Jiang Sen just went back to the dormitory indifferently, took a shower, went to class, and asked Song Dajiang to re-tell the wrong questions on the 68-point paper. Then go to bed at twelve o'clock, neither slow nor anxious, neither anxious nor impatient.
When I lay down, I only thought about how to use the eight million in the next step.
At the same time, in another corner of Shencheng, another young man was typing on the keyboard excitedly, shouting words, swearing, and launched a fierce attack on Jiang Sen's "failure": "Professor Yan Feng is probably the most sober person in Hudan." He predicted the ability ceiling of a certain all-rounder, which naturally confirmed today's results. Although I am not good at mathematics, I only scored 150 points in the high school entrance examination, but in fact, that all-rounder also The same, the real level is almost the same, but he is more willing to be a good boy who follows the rules in the eyes of the world, trying to please our hypocritical world.
I have always believed that hard work depends on the situation. In fact, it is a kind of ignorance to work hard like the all-rounder. A kind of ignorance that has been rooted in our nation for thousands of years. It is actually a lie that God rewards hard work. Based on my own experience, I can say with certainty that God only rewards smart people who are good at seizing opportunities. This sentence may subvert everyone's perception, but the truth is like this, it is very harsh. I don't want to say how smart I am, I just want to say that everyone can become very smart.
Don't believe in that set of so-called rules anymore. Rules are made by people. We can definitely make better rules. I will continue to speak ill of the Gaokao and Chinese universities, because I have seen that the truth is on my side. "
A new blog post on Zha Lang's blog was posted in less than half an hour, and it received over 10,000 likes and over 10,000 retweets.
The Hudan Professor Yan Feng, who was named by the well-known blogger Yuan Han who "opposed to exam-oriented education", left a message below: "Then I will also say that even though Jiang Sen seems to have achieved some achievements today, in my eyes, Yuan Han is still the more outstanding child. Those who can participate in the Olympics are of course excellent, but in Jiang Sen, it is only a kind of coolie temperament.
I hope that Chinese children will be like Yuan Han in the future, who can lift weights lightly and be free and easy, instead of being like Jiang Sen, who suffers from great hatred and works hard. The result of humming humming was nothing more than 68 points. "
As soon as Yan Feng's message came out, it was immediately reposted across the Internet.
After half a year, this professor of the Chinese Department of Hudan, who is interested in praising Yuan Han and attacking Jiang Sen, finally has the face to speak again. It's just because Jiang Sen scored 68 points in the high math midterm exam.
Just such a small and innocuous failure made some people in the whole network, like a shark smelling blood, pounce on it and bite wildly.
This is the situation that Jiang Sen has to face every time he takes a step.
The only good thing is that these things can no longer have any influence on Jiang Sen.
Because I'm too busy, I really don't have time to surf the Internet.
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,As a hobby, the professor of the Chinese Department of Shanghai Dan, who is interested in attacking Jiang Sen, finally has the face to speak again. It's just because Jiang Sen scored 68 points in the high math midterm exam.
Just such a small and innocuous failure made some people in the whole network, like a shark smelling blood, pounce on it and bite wildly.
This is the situation that Jiang Sen has to face every time he takes a step.
The only good thing is that these things can no longer have any influence on Jiang Sen.
Because I'm too busy, I really don't have time to surf the Internet.
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