My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

This morning, I only took one Chinese test. After two and a half hours, it was 11:30.

After the students handed in their papers, some students walked from the examination room to the school cafeteria one after another in pairs. The way was full of the wailing of the students.

Sun Yujiao first detoured back to the class, but did not see Xu Cong's figure, so she ran to the cafeteria.

On the way to the cafeteria, she happened to meet Miao Tiantian and others. Miao Tiantian was saying to some of her best friends: "I didn't pass the exam this time!"

When Sun Yujiao heard this, she muttered in her heart: "Pretending to be pitiful again, you say that every time you take the exam, the result is not very high!"

This time I must be pretending to be thirteen again!

Several girls around Miao Tiantian also echoed: "Yes, this exam is indeed harder than the previous ones, but Tiantian can at least get more than 120 points, right?"

"Yeah, yeah! In the past, you have passed the exam above 130!"

"Comparing 120 to 130, it is naturally not good!"

Hearing these words of approval, Miao Tiantian shook her head and said with a serious expression: "I really didn't do well in the exam. Don't you think the Chinese test paper this time is particularly difficult?"

Several people looked at each other, all a little confused.

"Extraordinarily difficult?"

"Have it?"

"Fortunately, I have never been good at classical Chinese, and I won't be able to do it this time."

Sure enough, the harder the exam, it is the students who usually do not get very good grades, who are very open-minded, are the least hit.

Because they don't know how to write in classical Chinese, and they know how many pounds they are, no matter how difficult the exam is, they will not be affected, and they will perform normally.

When Miao Tiantian heard them say this, she frowned, her big eyes were red, and big tears rolled in her eye sockets.

She sobbed and said, "I really didn't do well in the exam! I feel like I can't even pass the exam this time!"

"I haven't finished writing my composition, nor have I finished writing ancient poems. It's all caused by the classical Chinese..."

The full score of the noodles is 150, and the score is 90!

Since entering high school, Miao Tiantian has a minimum score of 130 in Chinese!

This time the language test was really a big blow to her!

Several people walked, Miao Tiantian suddenly squatted on the ground, holding her head and crying.

"Uuuuuu..." She couldn't help it anymore.

Sun Yujiao passing by looked dumbfounded, "???"

What the hell? She is funny!

"Let's go find Xu Cong!" She didn't stop, and moved on.

Sun Yujiao was also seen by other students in the class at this time. They were also very loyal and shouted: "Hey! Sun Yujiao, have you eaten yet? How about going together!"

Sun Yujiao returned to them: "No time, looking for someone!"

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

Sun Yujiao looked around and asked them, "Have you seen Xu Cong?"

"It seems to be eating in the cafeteria!"

Eating in the cafeteria?

Sun Yujiao was stunned, and various thoughts suddenly appeared in her heart.

"This guy won't hand in papers in advance, right?"

"Or, he just abandoned the exam just like those classmates whose mentality collapsed in my exam room?"

Sun Yujiao ran to the canteen quickly, before she had time to eat, she directly found Xu Cong, ran in front of him, and asked, "Xu Cong, are you mentally broken?"

"Don't you, this is only the first exam, what are you afraid of."

"I asked you to review before, you don't want to review it, really!"

After Xu Cong waited for her to finish speaking, he looked up at her and said in a low voice, "I didn't give up the exam. I have finished the exam. I will come out for a while."

Sun Yujiao was stunned for an instant, and her big eyes blinked dingyly. She looked like a petrified statue, and it took a while to return to normal.

"I'll just say, even you are done, and you came out ahead of time, it must not be that difficult!"

"But that Miao Tiantian was too good at pretending, and said that she failed the exam, and was not good at classical Chinese. He didn't finish the composition and failed the exam. He cried and pretended to be pitiful on the side of the road."

"Xu Cong, you must be the same as I thought, this Chinese test paper is just like that, right?"

Xu Cong looked at her and nodded seriously, and said, "Yeah."

Therefore, the two people agree that the language test is not difficult, and even a bit simple...

Several students next to him heard this kind of discussion, but couldn't stand it anymore, and turned to them and asked them: "Two, are you in the first year of high school or the third year of high school?"

Sun Yujiao tilted her head, full of question marks, she asked blankly: "Why do you ask like that?"

"Because we are in the second year of high school, our second year Chinese test papers are simply hell mode."

"I have asked dozens of classmates, they have not finished all of them, and some even abandoned the exam!"

Sun Yujiao immediately covered her mouth, looked at Xu Cong in disbelief, and said hesitantly: "Xu Cong, do you think they are playing us?"

"???"

The expressions of these people suddenly became rich, what do we mean to play them...

At this time, Sun Yujiao started her analysis again: "I will write if I can, and I will fill in if I don’t. The mentality of the students who took the test was too bad."

These few people realized that Sun Yujiao and Xu Cong were afraid that they were not scumbags!

It is the scum of the scum.

It's simply the residue in the scumbag, even the difficulty of the test paper can't be seen.

After all, all the test papers have the same difficulty as the scumbag, fill in those who can, and blind those who don't.

"Harmful!"

A group of people waved at Xu Cong and Sun Yujiao, and said, "Tell you that you don't understand it. The difficulty of the Chinese test paper this time is hell level!"

? ? ?

In Sun Yujiao's small head, there were a few big question marks again.

She hurried to the side of Xu Cong and asked in a low voice, "Is it really that difficult?"

Xu Cong replied solemnly: "When I'm done, I will hand in the paper ahead of time. Do you think I will say it is difficult?"

"One question is not bad?"

"Um."

"Then we have the right answer, I ask you, there is an ancient poem, called, what is the green grave, how to fill that?"

"Sanchun Baixue returns to the green tomb, and the Yellow River circulates the Black Mountain for thousands of miles."

Hearing this answer, Sun Yujiao instantly looked like a frustrated balloon, "I was wrong!"

Xu Cong was embarrassed, "Uh... how does this explain..."

"What does the classical Chinese mean? I see a lot of typos."

Typos?

Silly roe deer, be your own person, that's a rare word!

"Anyway, I didn't understand it at all, I didn't translate it! How did you do it?"

"I always feel that I read yi. Isn't this homophonic for the sake of homophony?"

Xu Cong told her the general meaning of the text in classical Chinese: "Of course not, this is a homophonic text. It is a love story between a young man and a young man. The experience is ups and downs and it makes people cry..."

When Xu Cong explained to Sun Yujiao, the ears of the people nearby couldn't help but approached.

Regardless of whether it's right or not, it's okay to listen to it!

However, the more they listened, the more they felt that what Xu Cong said seemed to make sense.

Unconsciously, many students gathered around, gradually forming a butterfly effect.

The classmates who had just entered the cafeteria saw so many people gathered around them, they were full of curiosity, and came over to join in the fun. Among them, Miao Tiantian was among them.

"Tiantian, watch the excitement and adjust your emotions."

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