Excessive exposure

The monthly exam is coming soon, and the students of the first year of high school, it should be said that the whole school has entered a state of extreme tension.

Early on Monday morning, when Zhou Bingwen first entered the school, he felt that the atmosphere on the campus was completely different. Not to mention the freshmen, even the seniors and sisters in the senior grades looked panic-stricken, frowning, and could not listen at all. To the usual laughing and greeting voice.

Zhou Bingwen's originally relaxed heart suddenly lifted.

After entering the classroom, the head teacher was already standing on the podium. She was talking to the students. Judging by her expressions and movements, it was obvious that she was cheering on the students who took the monthly exam for the first time.

It is rare for Teacher Sun to be so approachable, and some students who are usually timid also went up to ask her at this time.

The class committee began to distribute the seat number, and the exam time will be half an hour later, and the students need to use the number to go to the exam room.

The seat number is not ranked according to the students' grades, but the number is randomly selected, and the numbered classroom will be assigned to the assigned number. The number Zhou Bingwen got is No. 76, and the examination room he will go to is the classroom of the third class.

The students who got the number are looking at each other's seat number, hoping to get the favor of God. If you meet a student with good grades and yourself in the same examination room, it would be better if you sit close to each other.

"I'm in class seven, I'm in class seven."

"I'm in class nine, is there anyone in class with me?"

"I'm in class one! I haven't been to class one yet, so I don't know what the classroom of Xueshen is like."

"I'm in class one too! What's your number?"

At this time, someone also came to ask Zhou Bingwen's seat number. As we all know, under the special care of the teacher, Zhou Bingwen's grades have improved by leaps and bounds. According to the small test, he is almost at the middle level in the class. He communicates.

"Oh, you are in class three, who is in class three..." The classmate pointed to a girl who was checking seat numbers with others.

Zhou Bingwen looked over and saw that she was a girl with better grades in the class. She hadn't communicated with her very much, so he didn't plan to greet her.No matter how close you are to something like a seat number, even sitting next to it is meaningless. Do you dare to copy it if you are close?

Last Saturday, the teacher said that there are not only cameras in the classroom, but also two invigilators, and teachers from the teaching office and other departments will also come to inspect the examination room. If they are caught, they will directly deduct [-] points from the total score .

Zhou Bingwen couldn't imagine being deducted 0.5 points. The grades of the students here are all over the top. Sometimes a difference of [-] may be the difference between a class.

However, he still understands the mood of his classmates very well. Because of nervousness and fear, he wants to find something to divert his attention, so as to give himself reassurance. With familiar people around him, he will feel more at ease.

"Okay, everyone, check whether you have prepared your stationery, pens, pencils, erasers, don't lose your seat number, and ink, it's best to bring a water-based pen, you don't need to bring a ruler for the Chinese test in the morning Girls with long hair can wear hair ties, everyone should check again, after the exam, borrowing things is not allowed." Teacher Sun instructed loudly.

"Ah, so strict."

"Yes, I used to borrow things when I was in junior high school."

Teacher Sun pressed his palm in the void, signaling them to be quiet: "I repeat, do the questions carefully during the exam, don't whisper, and don't cheat! Once you catch it, you will deduct [-] points. Don't take chances." Psychologically, remember to check the test paper carefully after finishing it, and don’t just hand it in after finishing it. Well, that’s all for now, students, come on!”

"Oh……"

"Hey……"

The students answered absent-mindedly, and then picked up their things and went to the examination room.

When Zhou Bingwen passed by the sixth class, the teacher in his class was still explaining the precautions before the exam. Shi Annan who was by the window looked over at him.Zhou Bingwen made a cheering gesture to him, Shi Annan smiled and waved to him.

……

After coming to this school, Chinese is no longer Zhou Bingwen's strong point. Apart from getting points for some fixed questions, his scores in reading big questions and composition have become very mediocre.

Zhou Bingwen worked very hard on the reading questions of the monthly exam paper. The article was not long, but he was sweating profusely because the content was too advanced. He read every word silently, and he didn’t quite understand what the author wanted to express. Meaning, seeing the plausible question below, he almost wanted to bang his head against the wall.

After finishing the two major reading questions with great difficulty, the composition topic also made him want to bite the tip of the pen.

Looking up at the big round clock on the wall, there are only 35 minutes left, but Zhou Bingwen only wrote down the name of the composition.

The content of the topic is: Modern students are becoming more and more crazy about star chasing, throwing money for their favorite stars without restraint, neglecting their studies, and treating everything about stars as everything in their lives.There are even news reports that after the star announced his love affair, some fans were so sad that they committed suicide by jumping off the building.May I ask how you view the phenomenon of chasing stars.

Zhou Bingwen's pen tip poked the rolled noodles, and his mind was full of shallow opinions.What is it to moderately chase stars and strengthen your self-control? Even if you chase stars, you must focus on your studies when chasing stars. Stars are not everything to you. Only by making yourself better can you get closer to your idols.

Ah... Anyone can think of these superficial views.

The star chasing in his impression still stays with the girls in his hometown class. They fall in love with a star because of a certain song or a certain TV series, download his works and put them on their mobile phones, buy posters and stickers, and discuss and discuss them between classes. ... and nothing else?

After coming to this school, all the boys and girls in the class are star-seeking, but they are busy with their studies, and he has been marginalized at the beginning of school, so he has no time to understand the situation of the students around him, let alone star-seeking or not.But in his daily life, he also overheard them discussing about buying a product endorsed by a certain star and watching a certain star's concert.

Other than that, there seems to be nothing else.

Zhou Bingwen didn't know much about chasing stars, so he couldn't write.According to the meaning of the question, of course it is to be criticized. The purpose of the school's questioning is to beat the students who do not study well. If it was put in the past, he could get high marks by writing nonsense, but this is not the case in the second city middle school. Here Many students have novel views, avant-garde thinking, and countless clever ideas.

Many people discuss ancient poems, modern literary classics, and famous foreign writers, and they can tell you all morning without repetition.

Forget it, why think so much, Zhou Bingwen knocked his head, and could only force himself to write.

As if in a race, the first joint of the middle finger was pressed with white marks, and finally finished the composition in a hurry one minute before the bell rang, and he didn't have time to check the previous questions.

Zhou Bingwen shook his sore hand, looking at the incoherent content in Tian Gezi, he really wanted to let out a long sigh.

……

After handing in the test papers, it was time for lunch break. The students came out of the test room one after another, and their voices discussing the test questions could be heard everywhere.

"That reading, the second question, I've seen it in magazines before."

"Wow, then you are super cool."

"That's right, under that magazine there is also an introduction to the author's writing background, as well as editorial comments. I've made a lot of money."

"The three true or false questions I have done similarly, in the test paper my mother bought for me."

"The composition is actually quite simple, and it is a common social hot spot."

The more Zhou Bingwen heard it, the more frustrated he became. He didn't even want to eat lunch, but just wanted to find a quiet place to stay for a while.

He couldn't go back to the classroom, and the teacher was still sorting out the test papers, so he could only walk out of the teaching building, and he might as well go buy some cold drinks.As soon as he went down the stairs, he was tapped on the shoulder.

When he looked back, someone flicked his forehead with a finger.He was holding his forehead in pain, and because he was in a bad mood, he spoke with some emotion: "You hit me again, what if you were fooled by it, and you have to take a math test in the afternoon."

Shi Annan went to pinch his nose again: "What about this?"

Zhou Bingwen broke his hand: "No way!"

"What about this?" Shi Annan pushed him to the corner of the stairs, scratching his waist and creaking dimples.

Boys usually love this kind of slapstick like a sneak attack. Zhou Bingwen also played this with his former classmates. He was so itchy for a while that he burst into tears: "Don't, don't... it's so itchy... "

Shi Annan let him go: "Are you happier this way?"

Zhou Bingwen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, only to realize that Shi Annan was comforting himself in this way: "Thank you, it's much better."

"It's just a monthly exam, don't take it too seriously, let's go, I'll treat you to an iced drink." Shi Annan patted his head lightly, motioning him to follow.

"Hey, wait a minute, your shoelaces are loose again."

Shi Annan paused, leaned on the railing of the stairs, looked down at the upper of the shoe without any movement.

Zhou Bingwen was helpless, walked up to him and squatted down: "Okay, okay, I'll tie it for you."

Zhou Bingwen speaks Mandarin with an accent of his hometown dialect. Although he has paid attention to it, the things engraved in his bones cannot be changed in a short time. This is one of the reasons why he was bullied by his classmates at the beginning. The foreign mandarin really made the students laugh for a while.

Now no one dares to laugh at him, except Shi Annan.

"Suan? Shall I give you sour?"

Zhou Bingwen was so angry: "It's better to tie it up!" He said the xi sound.

"You're wrong again, it's ji shoelaces."

Holding the shoelaces in his hands, Zhou Bingwen looked up at his playful expression. He was so ashamed and full of thoughts of revenge, he simply tied the laces of the two pairs of shoes together: "You Fasten it slowly!"