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The Mid-Autumn Festival is the last day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. Not long after returning to school, Ji Xia ushered in the monthly exam for the first month of school.

Monthly exams and weekly exams are the characteristics of minor language majors. Almost every student has expressed complaints about such a frequent exam system—but it’s useless. The study of language majors requires more time and effort than other majors. .

They not only have weekly exams and monthly exams, but also assign homework in every class, and there will be early self-study in the morning.

Ji Xia was the first group of people to recognize the reality.

When they were in high school, the teacher always told them, "It will be fine when you go to college", but the students who chose a minor language major found that this kind of college life is almost the same as that in high school, and even busier.

Ji Xia was no longer surprised by the pattern of one exam per week and four exams in January.

It's just that Song Nana still can't get used to it after going to university for a year, especially after every exam, she has to face the naked marks on the test paper, and the students who fail have to come over on time every day for evening self-study.

Song Nana only felt that she finally jumped out of one cage in the college entrance examination, and then got into another cage by herself.

"After you finish writing the multiple-choice questions, let me have a look."

"Just like before, you just need to stand up the paper, I can take aim."

In the examination room, the two whispered to each other.

——It could also be Song Nana "whispering" unilaterally.

Ji Xia's attention was not on the conversation with her. There were still exam textbooks on the table in front of the girls, and there was still half an hour before the exam started. The students in her class arrived earlier. At this time, the classroom It's already full of people.

Except for those like Song Nana who felt that "reading" could no longer save them, everyone was basically reviewing with their heads down, wanting to hug the buddha's feet again.

"Understood." Listening to the thoughts coming from behind, Ji Xia agreed perfunctorily, and his subordinates had already started to turn the pages, "As long as you are serious when you are in class..."

Halfway through the training, she didn't continue, believing that the other party already knew what she was going to say.

Every time I take the exam, I have to repeat it to the side, and Ji Xia's ears are already numb, but Song Nana is still enjoying it, always looking worried, but fortunately, there is Ji Xia who is helping her every time. It won't be too serious to fail.

But it won't help in the long run.

"I just want to graduate and get a bachelor's degree. After graduation, I will definitely not do this job."

Song Nana answered quickly, and promised to invite the other party to barbecue after the exam.

With that obsequious look, it seemed that Ji Xia was no different from his own father.

The two happened to be in front of each other when they reported for freshman year, and the dormitories were divided into one another, so their student numbers were next to each other, so that Song Nana was placed behind Ji Xia for every exam, big or small, in the department. Luck and good eyes managed to get through a school year.

Unfortunately, there are still three school years left.

After 10 minutes, the invigilators entered the arena one after the other, and two invigilators have become the standard configuration.

The exam started soon. After the exam papers were sent out, Ji Xia filled in the name of the student number and began to prepare for the listening part. At the same time, she also felt that someone kicked her chair hard—it was Song Nana who hinted that she should not forget to fill in the answers and turned to the side. .

The girl didn't care, and began to carefully read the questions on the test paper.

Unlike others, Ji Xia has a little habit when doing listening comprehension, that is, while listening to comprehension, he also translates the sentences he understands in Chinese in a low voice. Another translation exercise.

Due to the far distance between the exam seats, her voice is also low, so it will not affect others very much. Most of the invigilating teachers during the exam have just taught them, and the teachers have reached a consensus with each other over time. He used to turn a blind eye to Ji Xia's "harmless" habits.

It's just a coincidence that the teacher assigned by the department to invigilate the exam this time happened not to have taught their class before, so after realizing Ji Xia's habit of chanting during the exam, he immediately stopped it.

"Student, please keep quiet and don't disturb other people's listening test."

Although the voice was already very small, it was still heard by him.

Only then did Ji Xia look up, and saw an unfamiliar teacher beside him looking down at him with a serious expression.

The listening comprehension for the next question soon started again, so she withdrew her eyes and turned her attention back to the test paper, but this time she closed her mouth tightly and did not make any more sound.

It's just that it's not so easy to change the habit that people have developed over time. After keeping quiet for about five or six minutes like this, she began to whisper again unknowingly.

"I'm sorry teacher, I couldn't hold back..."

"I promise I won't make any other noises for a while."

After the first part of the listening was over, there was a short blank time in the middle, and Ji Xia realized that at some point behind her was the invigilator who stopped her, and she immediately apologized subconsciously.

It's as frightening as being caught by the head teacher by the bedside when you were in school.

But unexpectedly, the teacher's attitude was not as serious as before.

"You've been trying to translate simultaneously?" His eyes fell on Ji Xia's face, his tone full of surprise.

"Well... a bad habit."

Ji Xia smiled in embarrassment, feeling very guilty.

She has only been in the class for one academic year, and many sentences are translated inaccurately, and some people who can understand them may find it nondescript, but she has always believed that translation is like brushing questions, and you have to practice , Dare to speak is the first step.

At this time, the next part of the listening comprehension was just about to start again, and the invigilator didn't intend to continue talking with Ji Xia, but just glanced at the column of the student's class number on the left hand side of the other party.

"It's okay, you can continue, as long as it doesn't affect other students' exams."

The teacher who had been stern just now suddenly became more talkative, and he quickly straightened up and walked to other places in front of him.

During the entire listening test, the invigilator would stop and listen to the girl's thoughts several times when he passed by the girl, and then he would lift his foot and leave.

Ji Xia felt strange, but didn't say much.

But she didn't know that after being paid special attention by the teacher, Song Nana couldn't probe her paper at all.

Song Nana felt for a moment that people, sometimes being too good is not a good thing, it will attract too much unnecessary attention and bring disaster to Chi Yu.

She is that pond fish.

"Let me tell you, this time it must be at the bottom of the list."

"The teacher is always hanging around you, I can't aim at all!"

"Whether you can pass is still unknown..."

After the exam, Song Nana began to complain angrily about the invigilator's behavior of paying too much attention to Ji Xia, but she didn't expect to receive only perfunctory comfort from the girl.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a good tutoring when you go back, so that you can pass the next time." Ji Xia patted his good friend on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's eat barbecue."

She didn't forget Song Nana's promise before the exam. She was indeed seen by others, but it's none of her business if the other party didn't see it.

Song Nana:?

Did she need such false comfort?

The two of them followed the crowds from the teaching building all the way down and soon left the building entrance. Originally, they were going to go out of the school along the main road in front of them and go to the snack street outside to eat barbecue, but they didn't expect that they had just walked for two step, was called out.

"Ji Xia!" A familiar voice came from behind, Ji Xia turned around and found that Xiao Yu had just come out of the teaching building.

Seeing the person turning around, the other party came over with a look of surprise on his face: "It's really you, I thought I misread the person, did you also just finish the exam?"

"Well, I'm going to eat." Ji Xia nodded.

"I also invited a friend to have a good meal after the exam, but I didn't do very well in the listening test today, and I failed the test. I guess the result will be ugly."

"Ah..." Ji Xia let out a cooperating moan, as if he didn't really want to continue talking about the exam.

She always felt that it was over after the exam, and it was unnecessary to affect her emotions for the exam.

As her friend, Song Nana knew this better, so she consciously shut up when the other party changed the subject.

But Xiaoyu obviously didn't understand Ji Xia's meaning, she continued to say to herself: "I just wanted to talk to you after the exam, that is, can we continue the oral practice that we have been maintaining every day?"

Speaking of this, Ji Xia's expression instantly became awkward, because she was really busy this semester.

But Xiaoyu is her very good friend, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she had no choice but to change the topic first: "Otherwise, I will chat with you on the Internet later, and I will go back and ask our minister if there is not much to do in the evening this semester." .”

Xiaoyu nodded in agreement, and Ji Xia led Song Nana and the two of them to go on to eat barbecue outside the school.

It also takes a certain amount of time to wait for the dishes to be served after sitting down in the store. Generally, during such a time, everyone basically spends it by chatting and playing with mobile phones.

Usually Song Nana can't stop talking and must pull Ji Xia to chat, but today is different, today she is busy complaining about the invigilator's behavior to everyone she has a good relationship with, so Ji Xia can only look down at her mobile phone.

Jiang Wanqiu's message also happened to be sent at this time, asking about her exam status with concern.

Ji Xia's mind was not on this at all, she was still thinking about the question Xiaoyu asked herself just now.

A good friend asks her for help, and she always helps when she can.

Ji Xia always felt that he would be very embarrassed if he refused, but he was too busy, and the exams came one after another, so there was no way to be distracted and practice oral English every night.

After all, she was busy with her own professional affairs, so she had no choice but to tell Jiang Wanqiu about this matter, hoping to hear if the other party could give her some advice.

But he didn't expect that after Jiang Wanqiu listened to it, the first thing he gave was not a suggestion——

[Little fish? 】

I saw that the other party sent two words first, and then, the state of being input was displayed on the top of the dialog box.

A new long sentence of news soon appeared in the dialog between the two of them.

[If I remember correctly, it was that little fish who chatted with you every day during military training and almost became your girlfriend? 】

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