Rebirth: Fight For Life

   Chapter 143 Laugh like a fart

"Hey, I'm hung up, and a few multiple-choice questions are missed." After the math exam in the afternoon, Yao Hua and Qian Zhijiang got together and cried when they met, "If only Mr. Gu was in my exam room. Well, he just gave a gesture."

  Jiang Weiran strongly agreed: "I also think, why is the difficulty of mathematics at the end of this term so much higher than that. Unfortunately, Mr. Gu is not in my examination room."

  Qian Zhi had a little smugness on his face, and said with a smug look: "You two usually play too much, I think it's okay, the questions are not difficult, at least apart from the last two big questions, everything else is fine."

   Yao Hua gave him a look of contempt, and sighed: "You are now a Xueba, is the atmosphere of your Xueba examination room so relaxed and happy? Did the boss hand in the papers ahead of time?"

   "You said that, is the boss in the exam room of the music classroom? I don't have him in this exam room."

   "Damn it, I really want to go to that exam room, the lecture hall!" Yao Hua felt that he missed 100 points.

  Qian Zhi suggested: "Go over there tomorrow morning to block him, and let me make money. Don't disappear after the exam. What are you doing in winter vacation? Let's make money together."

   "I was ready to have fun, I guess it's the last relaxing vacation. After the next semester, it's the third year of high school. How can there be a chance to play?"

   "Andy, you see now the bosses spend less time with us to brag. Do you know the reason? We can't just think about having fun!" Qian Zhiyu urged earnestly.

   "I rely on pliers, and your squad leader is here to recite the scriptures again. Can't I just hang out with you?"

  Qian Zhi hehe looked at Jiang Weiran: "How about you?"

   "I can do it."

   "That's it, go block him tomorrow morning!"

  …

   The next morning, the three of them ran to the door of the music classroom.

   "The exam will start in 20 minutes. The boss won't sleep, right?" Yao Hua stretched his head out of the window and glanced in.

  Qian Zhi looked back and forth, but did not see Gu Song.

  Jiang Weiran thoughtfully said: "When the exam room was arranged that day, the boss wasn't there. Could it be that this guy doesn't even need to take the final exam?"

   "How is that possible!" Qian Zhi categorically denied, "You don't need to study at the end of the semester or take the exam. How can Brother Sheng keep track of his progress?"

   "...It makes sense..." Jiang Weiran glanced at the clock on the wall again, "Are we still waiting? The exam is about to start, but it's an English test, and you won't be able to enter if you're late."

  The three were struggling when they saw Han Qi Shi Shiran stepping over.

  Qian Zhi grabbed Han Qi and said, "Tell Gu Song after the exam and tell him not to leave and wait for us, I have something to do!"

  Han Qi asked inexplicably: "Why are you looking for me? Gu Song is not in my exam room."

  …?

  Han Qi entered the classroom, the three of you look at me, I look at you.

   "Really... exempted from the test?"

   Yao Hua shouted: "It's too late to deal with this, hurry up to the examination room!"

  The three of them didn't know what kind of mood they were in. They just got together at the door of the classroom when they met Gu Song with a leisurely attitude.

   They looked at Gu Song with complicated eyes, no matter how they looked at it, they felt that this kid was a little bit awkward.

  Gu Song saw that their expressions were wrong, and asked, "Why? I'm so handsome today?"

   Yao Hua said resentfully, "Did you come to school to stimulate us on purpose?"

   "It's inexplicable, I don't know what you're talking about." Gu Song pointed to the classroom, "After the exam in the afternoon, we'll gather here after the exam. Let's have dinner together in the evening and talk about the winter vacation plan."

  Qian Zhi raised his eyebrows with joy and raised his thumbs: "Yes, yes, we will come over after the exam."

   "That's it. Andy, Ginger, are you going back at noon?"

   "If I don't go back, I can't stand running around in the cold."

  Gu Song waved to them: "That's fine, I'll go home first. I have to go back to take a nap, and I'll take the exam in the afternoon. If I don't take a nap, I'll have no energy."

   The three looked at Gu Song's back with puzzled expressions.

  Yao Hua confirmed and asked Qian Zhi in a general manner: "He said...he wants to take the essay exam in the afternoon?"

  Qian Zhi shouted: "Chase!"

  Gu Song was taken aback by the big men who rushed over from behind him: "Damn, crazy? I almost fell over!"

  Qian Zhi put his hand on his shoulder: "To be honest, we went to you, but you were not in the four exam rooms. We thought you were exempted from the exam. What kind of essay did you take?"

   "...You guys are really busy, don't make trouble, what are you doing, let's talk about it at night!"

   Watching Gu Song tucked his hands in his pockets and gradually walked away, the three of them looked at each other. Gu Song didn't want to say it, and they could only wait until the evening full of curiosity.

  …

   After two days of exams in a row, Zeng Jia has already confirmed that there is something wrong with the guy sitting in front of him!

   Not only my class teacher, but also the math, English, and now Wen Zong invigilator teachers, all have nothing to do and go over to take a look.

   Zeng Jia couldn't help but admire the guy's good mental quality. If he had to be replaced by the invigilator's attention in every class, he might not be able to perform well.

  What's so special, in the first college entrance examination at that time, it was because the invigilator of the mathematics exam was always swaying by my side, which led to my performance in the end.

   Zeng Jia decided to get to know this guy after the exam and ask him how to exercise this mental quality. This is just in case. This year, I will repeat the second year. If there is another problem, really don't insist.

   No matter how thick your skin is, you won’t be able to keep repeating your studies for three years. Now repeating for two years, although he ranked first in liberal arts in the mid-term exam, he didn't know how much he had listened to the ridicule of others in private.

  Writing Comprehensive Exam is just writing. Once a set of papers is put down, even if the words are concise and concise, thousands of words will not be able to escape.

  Zeng Jia felt that the muscles in the belly of the thumb were too sore, put down the pen and rubbed it, and saw that the guy was doing the same thing.

   He couldn't help but smile, he was a master, and he didn't know who was from the two ordinary classes.

   There is very little communication between the repeating class and the regular class, and Zeng Jia does not know the students there. But if you don't write continuously on the paper for a long time, your thumb muscles will not be sore.

  Looking at his appearance, he shouldn’t just write random answers, right?

   After rubbing for a while, he felt a little more relaxed, and Zeng Jia hurriedly continued to answer the question.

   After he was done and checked again, he also felt that there was nothing to change. Even if you want to change it, the paper is full of writing and there is no place to change it.

   He looked at the guy to pass the time again, looked at the clock on the wall, and thought to himself: Are you going to hand in the papers earlier?

   Sure enough, that guy stood up again to hand in the papers.

   When other students in the classroom heard the movement, most of them glanced at him resentfully.

  Zeng Jia is also funny, Keke submitted papers ahead of time, and did not take into account the feelings of his classmates at all.

   Seeing that he had handed in the papers and was packing up and preparing to leave, Zeng Jia felt reckless and stood up and handed in the papers.

   His action attracted no less attention than Gu Song, and the classmates who knew Zeng Jia were especially surprised... I didn't expect Zeng Jia to start skinning again.

  Gu Song just walked out of the classroom door when he heard footsteps chasing behind him.

   "Dude, my name is Zeng Jia, I'm in the repeating class, let's get to know you."

  Gu Song looked at this guy, but he didn't expect him to be Zeng Jia. Looking at his advanced hairstyle, Gu Song said with a smile: "Gu Song. You are Zeng Jia, I heard about you."

   "Uh...whatever..." Gu Song? I don't seem to have heard of this name, at least I haven't seen it in the first ten miles of the grade.

  Although it might seem that he may have written the papers indiscriminately, Zeng Jia still asked the question he has always been curious about, "Why does the invigilator keep staring at you?"

   "How do I know?" Gu Song also looked wronged, "If I hadn't been stared at, I wouldn't have handed in the papers ahead of time."

  Zeng Jiale: "I thought you were bored after answering the question."

"Boring is indeed boring, and being stared at all the time, just hand it over and take it away." Gu Song asked him, "Speaking of which, I heard that you are repeating your studies for the second year this year. Are you staring at Yan Dahuaqing and not letting go? what?"

  Zeng Jia nodded and said, "But I will repeat the study in the last year of this year. If it still doesn't work, I can go anywhere."

  Gu Song saw that there was still a little time before the test was over, so he asked him with great interest, "I listened to them when you weren't there. It seems that you didn't repeat the test last year because your grades weren't enough?"

   "...This thing is too embarrassing..." Zeng Jia looked at Gu Song with a tangled face, maybe he was relatively unfamiliar and better to express his feelings. He said leisurely: "In the first year of the college entrance examination, the invigilator was always beside me when I took the math test. As a result, I usually got 140 or more in mathematics, but only 120 or more in the college entrance examination."

  Gu Song doesn't know how to comfort him, it seems a little rude to say that your psychological quality is too poor.

Zeng Jia added: "This year, I feel very good. Before the exam, the teacher told me to adjust my mentality. Isn't this June 1st, the classmates were making noises and talking about the festival together, and we went to play football together. …”

  Gu Song was curious: "What happened?"

  Zeng Jia scratched his hair, which was about to dry, and said shamefully, "I kicked my foot and fractured it, and I can't even get off the bed..."

   Seeing Gu Song holding back very hard, Zeng Jia sighed: "Laugh if you want."

  Gu Song didn't burst out laughing, but he couldn't help but laugh like a fart. He hammered his chest and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help it. It doesn't matter, you will definitely be able to do it next year. Oh no, it's already this year!"

   Anyway, in my impression, Zeng Jia's name was on the last gold list.

  Gu Song did not expect that this senior brother had such a bumpy and tortuous process of taking the Yanda exam.

Zeng Jia sighed: "I hope. Originally, I saw that you were stared at by the invigilator for four consecutive exams and still turned in the papers in advance. I felt that your psychological quality must be very good, and I wanted to know you and ask for advice. "

  Gu Song felt a little emotional, this guy doesn't know if he has any obsession with psychological quality. He thought about it and asked Zeng Jia, "Do you know the training camp for the champion of the gold medal training?"

   "I know, I signed up."

  ...I really didn't miss any opportunity that might help him get into Yanda University.

  Gu Song nodded: "Well, I thought you were like this. If you get in touch with the students of Yan University, you will find that everyone is the same ordinary person, and their mentality may be much better."

   "Well, I also want to get in touch with them more to get a feel for it." Zeng Jia asked, "Have you signed up too?"

   "I... I think so. It's almost time, I have an appointment to have dinner with my classmates. See you in the training camp." Gu Song said goodbye to Zeng Jia and went to his classroom.

   Walking halfway, I heard the bell ring. I don't know which classroom came from the shouting first, and in a blink of an eye the whole school started to howl.

   A semester is over.

   This dude... His experience is real, and he specially used the material to play a supporting role. Put a bowl for recommendation~

   (end of this chapter)