What Happened If You Didn't Take The College Entrance Examination? I Recommend

"You try! Can't you try?"

"You try! You try me too!"

"No one can try, what are you doing in class?"

On the podium of the classroom, a voice of anger came from a female teacher.

"I told you to use English to communicate in class, and you told me that I can't stand up, are you embarrassed?"

"Okay, let's go to self-study, I don't want to talk about anything!"

With the female teacher's sudden outburst, the whole classroom became silent.

Suddenly, the female teacher seemed to see something that made her even more annoyed, so she rushed to a student's desk and slapped the desk hard twice with an English book.

"Lu Shixian! Stand up! Answer yestion!"

"What's the title of the article?"

In the classroom, a boy sitting in the crowd seemed to wake up from a dream, and raised his head blankly from the back of his classmates at the front desk.

"I'll go, what's going on with Lu reality today?"

"He started sleeping from the first class. Teacher Zhou saw him in math class and didn't hold him accountable, but English is Miejue Shitai's class!"

"That's right, Miejue Shitai doesn't care whether he is the first in grade or not."

"Has Lu Shishi already learned to be a nerd? Today is very abnormal, and even Miejue Shitai dares to be perfunctory?"

The students around couldn't help talking in a low voice in surprise.

And Lu Shixian didn't seem to be fully awake yet, and suddenly asked the female teacher.

"Boss, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

No way? Will Lu actually not understand?

As soon as this statement came out, the students around were shocked.

And the female teacher's whole face sank, and she went into a rage again, but this time the object became Lu Shixian alone.

"Lu Shixian!"

"You should say I don&39;t know, rry teacher! Then I will let you sit down, otherwise you will stand up! forever!"

"I don't care how many grades you get, you have to listen carefully in my class, do you understand?"

"Stand for me for a whole class, and then write an English review and send it to my office after class."

Soon the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Lu Shixian's eyes gradually cleared up, and at the same time he became more and more confused.

What's the situation?

Am I not the strongest "beater" in a certain non-university?

It should be an analysis experiment of tomato yield simulation and planting cost-benefit analysis in the southern region based on the dssat-substor model in the laboratory.

But now he looked around, and he was already in a simple classroom with a group of crazy kids.

Looking up, there is a red banner hanging on the snow-white wall of the classroom.

"The 100-day high school entrance examination for the final sprint!"

I go!

What's the situation?

Although I don't really believe it, the facts in front of me cannot be faked.

Could it be that I was born again?

Thinking of the past, Lu Shixian couldn't help tears from the corners of his eyes.

In his previous life, he was the most outstanding top student in Jinling Farm, and in the past three years, he has never been the first in the grade in an exam.

It stands to reason that this result would qualify him for admission to Jinling No. 1 Middle School, but his three-year record without a single miss made him begin to blind himself.

In 2007, the huge difference between urban education and rural education resources was still like a natural moat.

Lu Shixian still vaguely remembers him being proud and stubbornly rejecting the head teacher's suggestion.

Proudly reported Jinling Affiliated High School, this high school can be "Yan University is okay, Mizuki can make do with it" almost as long as he is admitted.

It's just that the final result is not satisfactory.

"Could it be that there is God's will in the dark, which brought me to the bifurcation of life choices in the previous life." Lu Shixian murmured to himself.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly his long sleeves were slightly pulled, and a snow-white handkerchief was handed over.

At the same time, a pretty female voice came from beside her ear.

"Did you study too much, something is wrong here, why do you fall asleep in class and talk nonsense?"

"I heard that students who study well can easily become nerds!"

Lu Shixian turned his head, and he was greeted by a slightly dark but still beautiful face.

Chen Yiyi, his tablemate in the third year of junior high school.

Ten years later came the memory of Lu Shixian.

The young and somewhat introverted girl in front of me gradually merged with the gentle and elegant beauty counselor of Jinling University later on.

Lu Shixian shook his head sighing, took the handkerchief from Chen Yiyi's hand, and wiped away the tears on his face.

The body that was tense due to excitement or tension before also relaxes.

Smelling the faint fragrance on the handkerchief, she looked at Chen Yiyi's eyes with admiration and worry.

Lu Shixian said to her quite seriously: "You are right, I am just a nerd."

After speaking, he returned the handkerchief in his hand to her.

"By the way, it is very fragrant, I like it very much, thank you!"

Hearing these words, the girl's face was filled with surprise, and then a blush flew across her cheeks.

The books in front of the desk were quickly pushed between her and Lu Shixian's desks, as if the Chu He Han boundary had been drawn.

Seeing the girl's reaction, his mood improved a lot, and he was amazed by it.

"Is this youth? It's really beautiful, but unfortunately I didn't cherish it at the time."

Then he habitually used his hands as a pillow and leaned against the wall, his laziness suddenly revealed.

Suddenly, there were even more surprised eyes around him.

In their eyes, the proud son of heaven in the school seems to have never behaved like this. He has always been immersed in studying and solving problems, like an iron man.

Have you ever slept in class? Why did you ever make such a frivolous move?

But this kind of surprise was quickly dispelled with the ringing of the class bell, and each of them quickly put their hands together and sat upright.

The education in 2007 was not impacted by foreign cultures. As children of migrant workers and students in key classes, almost all the students behaved like little sheep.

Only Lu Shixian, who was used to the open education in the university in his previous life, has not yet entered the role for a long time, propping his head with one hand, and quietly looking at the class schedule in the upper right corner of the blackboard.

"Counting English, physical history, speaking English and English."

Sure enough, it was still the same as I remembered.

The prime time in the morning is all the main class, and there is one more class in turn every day.

In the afternoon, there is a main class mixed with physical education, physics, history, and biology.

As for the self-study time in the evening, it is relatively free, depending on which teacher has more time.

Looking at the clock hanging high on the wall, the time points to 11:15 in the morning, which happens to be the last class in the morning.

"It's Teacher Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

The image of a gentle, careful, and capable woman with short hair came to mind, and Lu Shixian sighed softly in his heart.

Teacher Wang also serves as the Chinese teacher and head teacher of Class 1 of the third grade, and is also the best and most influential teacher in his life.

Even the mentor who was the "boss" in the previous life can't compare.

He had no face to go back to visit in high school, and when he returned to Jinling Agricultural Middle School after he was admitted to graduate school, he heard the news that she had been transferred to teach in elementary schools in other counties and urban areas.

Later, after experiencing severe beatings from the society, he realized that it was because he had carried the great expectations of the school, but in the end he could only report to No. 3 Middle School, a concentration camp for poor students.

The school's accountability, colleagues' arrangement, and her own guilt, how can this gentle woman bear it?