sbdcsierra Chapter 45 You also told me to keep going
Chapter 45 You also told me to keep going
Over the next two days, as the exam date approached, the atmosphere in the teaching building became increasingly tense and competitive.
Every class began intensive review, including Class 7 of Grade 11.
Saturday, evening self-study session.
Lu Zhaoye was forcibly dragged to sit in the back row, surrounded tightly by his underlings.
"Hey boss, hurry up and teach me this problem! How do I solve it?"
Chen Ziniu held up a math problem, the simplest function problem, which Lu Zhaoye didn't want to deal with, even though he had taught it countless times over the past two days.
"Niu Zi, I already told you to memorize the formulas. Go look them up yourself."
Upon seeing this, Chen Ziniu carefully looked at the question, then suddenly exclaimed "Oh~" in realization.
"Got it, got it, I've got Joan of Arc covered."
Lu Zhaoye covered his forehead and turned around, and another PE student immediately pressed against him.
"Boss, how do I solve this solid geometry problem?"
Lu Zhaoye glanced at it, took the pencil, and drew a straight line on the drawing.
"Oh, it's that simple! How come I didn't think of that?"
Lu Zhaoye scratched his head, preparing to return to his seat, when the fat man grabbed him again.
"Boss, what is this thing?"
"It's a very simple physics problem," Lu Zhaoye said to Xiao Zifang.
"This is called a capacitor, and the one next to it with the wavy line is called an inductor..."
After solving all the problems, Lu Zhaoye finally returned to his seat, looking exhausted.
These past two days, all the teachers have been asking him questions every day. At first, his group of mischievous friends thought he was just lucky and guessed correctly.
However, Lu Zhaoye answered every question correctly and even had different solutions.
That's not right. In the heat of the moment, Lu Zhaoye bluntly admitted that he knew everything.
Moreover, his right-hand men knew that he had ranked first in the entrance exam, and then... this is how things turned out.
So they've realized in the last couple of days that their leader has started studying hard, and they need to catch up quickly.
Looking at the students in the back row who were engrossed in writing their questions, Lu Zhaoye had an idea in mind.
I'm about to ascend to the upper realm with the fairy, so I need to find an opportunity to give my good brothers some pointers.
Just as I was thinking this, a fair wrist suddenly reached out in front of me.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a secret message from the fairy.
Lu Zhaoye picked up his pen and opened Xu Qingwan's note. The contents were slightly different from those of the past two days.
"Go Lu Zhaoye!"
Huh? What's that shrimp-headed girl up to?
Lu Zhaoye turned around and glanced at Xu Qingwan, only to find that the girl was also looking at him.
Xu Qingwan still wore her familiar catfish-whisker high ponytail, but today she showed her eyes, which looked bright and spirited.
They haven't communicated much these past two days; they've either been passing notes or locking their feet under the table.
When he was bored, Lu Zhaoye would joke around to tease Xu Qingwan, and their relationship gradually improved.
Xu Qingwan often asked him questions, and Lu Zhaoye would always write the answers on a small piece of paper and pass it to her.
Of course, Lu Zhaoye has also been asking her questions about Chinese language and literature these past few days.
For example, the phonetic loan characters in classical Chinese, or some common tricks in multiple-choice questions.
Xu Qingwan would explain everything to him in great detail and would also give him extra practice problems to do during his lunch break.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhaoye couldn't help but smile.
Then, he wrote "Good luck on the exam" on the back of the note and handed it over.
However, Xu Qingwan pouted and refused, then leaned closer and whispered,
"I want a new note."
Lu Zhaoye was stunned for a moment, then put the note in his hand into the desk drawer.
He smiled, tore off another piece of paper, solemnly wrote "Good luck on your exam" on it, and handed it to Xu Qingwan.
Xu Qingwan took it with a happy smile, then folded it and put it away.
Lu Zhaoye didn't pay any attention and turned to write his questions.
Of course, given Lu Zhaoye's level, he didn't even need to write a question.
Over the past two days, Lu Zhaoye realized that none of the questions were difficult for him.
The multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions were mostly solved in seconds, and for the essay questions, I could come up with a solution in just a few seconds.
Moreover, Lu Zhaoye even borrowed the college entrance exam questions that Xu Qingwan had bought, so all he could say was that they were not difficult at all.
If it weren't for his poor performance in Chinese, he could have even gotten a perfect score.
However, some mock exams are really difficult, such as those from Nantong, Huanggang, and Hengshui.
Only those kinds of questions could truly make Lu Zhaoye stop and think seriously.
However, this level is more than enough for Lu Zhaoye.
Just then, Lu Zhaoye suddenly heard the sound of a table being dragged outside, and then the same sound came from the entire building.
Because there's an exam next Monday and Sunday is a rest day, we need to get the exam room ready on Saturday. Once that's done, we can go home from school.
As the noise started, Lu Zhaoye lost all interest in writing the questions.
He stood up and began to pack his things, putting all his books into his desk.
I glanced at the back row and found that half of the seats were already empty.
Unlike the students in the advanced classes, who had a special little box to store their books, these students in the lower-level classes just threw their books around haphazardly.
The books will appear by themselves during class.
Even if you can't find it, you can "borrow" your deskmate's book.
Lu Zhaoye was the same, but just as he was about to leave the classroom and go home, he saw Xu Qingwan sitting in her seat with a worried look on her face.
Xu Qingwan had so much material that her desk was crammed full, yet there were still some books that couldn't fit inside.
Seeing this, Lu Zhaoye asked a question.
"Do you want to put it on my desk? I still have room here."
Xu Qingwan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Lu Zhaoye first moved his books aside to make room.
Then he took the book from the girl and stuffed it into his desk drawer.
Looking at the eclectic scene on his desk, Lu Zhaoye couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The right half is Xu Qingwan's books, neat and tidy, stacked up in an orderly fashion; the left half is his own books, dark and messy.
Hey hey hey, a single thought can turn you into a god or a demon!
Lu Zhaoye glanced at the high-ponytail beauty beside him, suppressing a laugh, and then said,
"I wish you sat next to me. You would bring me tea and water every day, and tidy up my desk when you have time. And then... oh dear."
Lu Zhaoye clutched his waist, his brows furrowed.
"Xu Qingwan, why are you secretly pinching my kidneys again!"
Lu Zhaoye realized that if judged by letters, Luo Xiao is a capital M, and Xu Qingwan is a capital S!
"Serves you right for always flirting with me!"
Xu Qingwan suppressed a laugh, clenching her teeth as if she wanted to bite him to death.
Lu Zhaoye couldn't help but mutter a complaint.
"Then why are you always smiling? I bet you're enjoying it too, Hsu Ching-wan."
Xu Qingwan looked back in shame and indignation, but thankfully her classmates were all changing seats and didn't notice.
She clenched her fists so tightly that the catfish whiskers on her forehead floated up.
She stormed up to Lu Zhaoye, and then...
He gently stepped on Lu Zhaoye's shoe with his own.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not enjoying it at all."
After saying that, the girl hurriedly turned around and went back to her seat to pack her things.
Lu Zhaoye chuckled. As expected, she was a stubborn and cowardly little shrimp girl.
I thought they were going to give me an over-the-shoulder throw, but it turns out they just wanted to stomp on my foot. That's pretty ambiguous.
"that....."
Before Lu Zhaoye could react, Xu Qingwan, who was packing her schoolbag, came close to him again, looking all coy and shy.
Lu Zhaoye knew that this shrimp-headed woman was probably about to spout some more shrimp-headed nonsense.
"What's wrong? You want me to tease you?"
Xu Qingwan kicked him lightly again, then lowered her head and whispered,
"Don't play around tomorrow, it's a holiday. Good luck on your exams!"
Lu Zhaoye pursed his lips. That shrimp-headed girl said she didn't want to be a housekeeper.
Didn't we just finish sending a message by carrier pigeon? Why are you sending a voice version again?
"Okay, go back to the dorm now."
But Xu Qingwan stood still, raising her small eyes behind round-framed glasses, pouting and demanding.
"Tell me you'll do your best on your exam too!"
"..."