After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 46

The first day of the test is Chinese and mathematics.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the exam is over.

As soon as they left the examination room, Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun rushed forward, especially the former, who gave the boy a bear hug on the spot under the setting sun and in a large crowd.

It's so exciting.

"I'll go! Where did you come from to bet on the question, so fierce, you won 95%" The moment I got the Chinese test paper in the morning, Gao Feiren was dumbfounded and thought he was dreaming.

And this operation!

Zhu Jiajun was equally happy and said: "If I had known this, what should I review in the past three months, concentrate on playing games, and just recite the answers given by Brother Ting."

Regarding the flattery of the two, An Ting shrugged, Shi Shiran said: "It's just a bet, no one can guarantee 100% hit, I dare not let you not prepare for the exam, just memorize a bet..."

"That's right, Brother Ting is right!"

Gao Fei usually called An Ting by his first name, but at this moment he changed his name to Brother Ting, which can be said to be convinced.

Fatty doesn't care anymore, he will pay his respects to Anting first, and bless all the next guessing questions.

Then, an interesting scene happened at the gate of the junior high school in my hometown. Two teenagers faced a teenager with folded hands and a pious face—Gate A.

The passing students shook their heads one after another, and a few went crazy.
……

The second day of the high school entrance examination.

The subject of the test is English. This subject is different from the previous subjects. There are mostly multiple-choice questions, and there are some words to fill in the blanks. The most time-consuming topic is composition.

Although English composition takes up the most time, it is actually nothing more than that, and it is not in the same order of magnitude as Chinese composition.

The most important thing is that the topics of this subject are almost exactly the same as those of the carousel, even the order of the multiple choice questions has not changed.

All the answers, the young man has already understood.

Except for listening, the rest of the questions were finished within half an hour, and there was still more than an hour left before the end of the exam. He checked it twice quickly, and there was still an hour left.

then.

Just doing nothing.

Just as he was looking at the scenery outside the window with one hand resting on the sun, like the protagonist in the manga of the boy king, what that kid Gao Fei said came to his mind, and another bold idea came to him.

Do you want to... try that?
Why do you want to do it yourself when you obviously don't let Gao Fei do the risky move of handing in the papers early just to pretend to be aggressive?
On the one hand, the subject of English is a bit special, ABCD is too time-saving; on the other hand, the boy is such a person, he does not want people around him to do risky things, but he is willing to try it.

Now that they're all reborn, why don't you give me a hand?

The English test lasted two hours, exactly halfway through, and there was one hour left.

The morning sun was still shining brightly. With the shift of the sun's altitude angle, it just fell on An Ting. Only this position in the whole classroom was exposed to the sun, the chosen one.

The chosen one is also the only one.

The invigilator is a young woman with a delicate appearance, 1.6 meters tall, a slim figure, and plain clothes. Her name is Xu Qingshu, and she comes from the No. [-] Middle School.

Hmm... the invigilators are all high school teachers.

She found that the sun was shining on one of the candidates. Considering that the candidate could not move around at will, and was afraid that the boy would call her to affect others, she was very careful and took the initiative to go to the window, intending to pull the curtains over to protect Anting from the direct sunlight.

In order not to affect the candidates, even the steps are so light.

Unexpectedly, just when Xu Qingshu was about to pull the curtains, a lazy boyish voice came.

"Teacher, don't pull the curtains..."

The sound was not loud, but it was still heard by nearby candidates.

Xu Qingshu was a little puzzled, and said: "It's very sunny today, the temperature is very high...You can't do well in this environment..."

If it is the other three seasons, there is nothing wrong with basking in the sun, but today it is above 35°C, so you will get heat stroke sooner or later.

"Well, I know, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"Forehead…?"

What do you mean?
Why is it not important anymore?
Just when Xu Qingshu didn't know why, the young man on the seat spread out the test paper, took a last look at the test number and name, and looked up again, with a yuppie smile on the corner of his mouth, full of confidence...

"Because I have to hand in the paper."

It's just that the young man is about to hand in the paper, so it doesn't matter whether this position is posted or not.

honestly.

Previously, although many people had heard the conversation between An Ting and Xu Qingshu, they still focused on the exam and ignored it; but at this moment, no one can ignore it...

When the sound of "I want to hand in the test paper" fell, the entire examination room could hear the needle drop.

Rao Song Ci, who was engrossed in the exam, couldn't hold back either. She pulled away for a while and looked at An Ting—that idiot. He was very satisfied with his performance in the Chinese exam yesterday.

next second.

An Ting realized that he was disturbing others, without further ado, walked up to the podium, put the test paper on the table, turned around smartly, and walked towards the door of the classroom.

All that was left was the shock of the audience.

If it wasn't for the exam stage, Song Ci would have chased her out. Reason made her calm down and put herself into the exam again.

Damn An Ting, I have put too much trust in him recently, I didn't expect this guy to never disappoint when it comes to disappointing.

Song Ci was angry.

……

During the three-day high school entrance examination, only the first two days will reporters from the city's TV station come to report.

In middle school, Chinese, Mathematics and English are the most important.

Huang Mei is a reporter from a TV station in City C. She has just arrived at the gate of the junior high school in her hometown. Although she is wearing a professional suit, she behaves a little casually.

It's normal.

The ratings of regional TV stations like this are very average.

It's just that the current ratings seem average, but they will be at their peak in the next decade or so, and will be even lower in the future. The tide of the times is invincible.

From the perspective of future generations, Anting knows that the city's TV station will be closed for a period of time in nine years' time, around 2015, due to the impact of the Internet wave.

It was not until the support of official forces that it reopened and barely maintained.

Anyway, it is operating at a loss.

"Sister Mei, hurry up and put on makeup... It's about to start." There were three people in total, one was the driver, the other was the photographer, and the third was the reporter Huang Mei. The photographer who spoke at this moment urged Huang Mei to hurry up and put on makeup.

Huang Mei didn't panic, glanced at her watch, and said, "What's the rush? It's only been an hour since the exam started, and they won't come out so soon..."

No candidate came out so early.

Even if there are, people who come out at this time... nine out of ten are unwell, and there is nothing worth interviewing; even if they do interview patients, they will be cut off in the end.

however.

While Huang Mei was putting on makeup in the car, the photographer Xiao Li shouted, "Sister Mei, here we come! Here we come! Someone has come out!"

Hearing this, Huang Mei in the car was startled, put on light makeup, and hurried out of the scene.

What caught my eye was a young man dressed too freely, with a sleeveless vest, big underpants and flip flops. His somewhat messy hair was pinned to bangs with hairpins, revealing a thick and white forehead, full of messy and ruffian atmosphere.

Although it doesn't feel very serious, at least it's not a patient.

There is a high probability that handing in the papers is voluntary.

and many more…

Could it be that he was caught cheating? ?
There is really this possibility, it doesn't look like a good student, and it doesn't look like he is unwell...

Every year in the senior high school entrance examination, in such a big city, there are always one or two students who don't know what to do and go to cheat.

Huang Mei thought to herself—idling is idle, interviewing, cheating or something seems to be very critical.

"This classmate, hello!"

"Forehead…"

An Ting was waiting for this moment.

At the same time, there was no one outside the examination room, and parents would not come so early, that is, there were several teachers from the school, including Teacher Li.

Lao Zhou, the class teacher next door, noticed someone coming out of the examination room in advance.

"Teacher Li, look quickly, someone has come out..."

"Ah... so early, is it because you are unwell?" Teacher Li wondered, although English is the subject with the shortest time, but it is not an hour early.

Lao Zhou replied: "It doesn't look like it. He seems to be interviewed with ease."

Teacher Li hated iron for being weak, and said harshly: "Tsk tsk tsk, the school has repeatedly issued five orders and is not allowed to leave the examination room early. How can there be such rubbish students?"

Regardless of whether it is the senior high school entrance examination or the college entrance examination, every school will require candidates to submit the papers in advance unless they are unwell.

But the binding force of this requirement... everyone understands it.

I’ve already graduated, and I’m afraid you’re a fool, so basically there is no binding force. The biggest binding force comes from myself, how much I attach to the high school entrance examination, and the importance I attach to my future life.

The more Mr. Li thought about it, the angrier he became, and he stepped forward, cursing: "I want to see, which class is the candidate and whose family is the student? Who is the teacher who can teach this kind of student!?"

Halfway through the walk, Lao Zhou on the side seemed to see something clearly, "Eh...it seems to be your Anting."

Teacher Li took a breath: "."

(End of this chapter)