Age of the Mist

Chapter 67 Is there a perfect score?

After lunch, Shi Tiexin walked on the playground, feeling unwilling and unhappy.The accumulation of primitive energy has restored some of his spirits, but Shi Tiexin is still not very interested.

Thinking back on the math test just now, Shi Tiexin couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

Such a difficult minor secret record is even better than the ultimate practice and the little genius, and it is indeed a superb secret record.It took less than three hours to consume a lot of thought energy in his mind.He believed that the secret record of the first-level minor in basic mathematics was almost at its peak here.

Whether it was the gradient, the amount of questions, or the difficulty, he felt that it was just right at his fingertips.Especially the title of the last page made him have to use his brains to run at full speed.He felt as if he was playing against the person who asked the question, and it was almost as if every opponent would meet a talented person, which made Shi Tiexin feel hot.

It is a kind of hearty and invigorating display of one's abilities, and it is a kind of icy joy that unleashes full potential.

After two hours, five and 10 minutes, Shi Tiexin confidently wrote down the last answer.He believes that he is perfect from beginning to end.This is a superb minor secret record, and I have a perfect ending!

Mood, really comfortable!
But wait after closing, one second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes.No, the thing he was looking forward to was still not there.Even in such an extreme test, even with such a superb minor minor record, the expected thing still did not appear.

There are no stars.

Not a single star.

The progress is still 99, and the last scale, like an insurmountable moat, lies in front of Shi Tiexin.

In an instant, a huge disappointment and loss swept over.It seems that all efforts are in vain, and all persistence is illusory.The endless blood that just burned in the confrontation with the questioner was smashed to pieces in front of the last impenetrable wall.

"Hush...huh..."

Shi Tiexin was walking on the playground, adjusting his mood.It took a long time for his mood to calm down.He made a decision to give up mathematics and start studying other subjects.

I don't need to look for other minor records anymore, just recognize the reality. If even this superb record can't make me break through the last mark, then no matter how much I struggle, it's just a waste of time.After all, I'm afraid I can't find a better minor secret book than this one.Even if there is, the good ones are limited.

Since this book can't make myself break through the last scale, then there is no need to find other methods.If the time is not in a hurry, I may also grind it little by little through the method of dripping stones, persevering, and persevering.But now the time is really tight, and he has a special feeling that he may not be here for a few days.

In this way, such precious cultivation time can no longer be wasted arbitrarily on mathematics.

Papa, Shi Tiexin patted his face and cheered up.

Transfer to another subject starting today.The scope of the Xiaoxiang Examination is only the first weight of four subjects and the second weight of two subjects, which will not exceed the standard.So in this way, I have to improve the four subjects to the depth as quickly as possible, and the farther the scale is, the better.Even if it is equally profound, the level of going longer will be higher.

On the other hand, basic rhetoric takes great efforts to move forward as much as possible.Although I don't know whether basic rhetoric can break through the perfect scorpion, it is still necessary to approach the limit as much as possible.If it is really impossible to achieve perfection in the end, then immediately start practicing the second level of basic mathematics and basic rhetoric after leaving this world.

Based on the first level limit, the cultivation speed of the second level will not be slow.

It is a pity that the perfect foundation cannot be seen.If you miss this time, maybe, you will miss a lifetime...

With a sigh, Shi Tiexin finally cleared his mind and began to devote himself to the practice of basic rhetoric.It's time for the students to go to the waves, it's time to play, and it's time to go home.Even in the prestigious Fengming No. [-] Middle School, it was impossible for a teenager of this age to fully endure the throbbing heart.

The so-called degree of relaxation means that the endurance and endurance of the vast majority of teenagers are impossible to continuously study hard.

But Shi Tiexin, how can he rest?
The entire campus is empty.

Shi Tiexin picked up a few books and walked around the campus.The empty campus is surrounded by loneliness and loneliness.Shi Tiexin looked around and suddenly saw a good place.He walked to the playground and looked up at the viewing platform to the east.Climb step by step, and climb up the stairs in a few steps.

Standing at the front of the viewing platform, looking at Feng Ming No.[-] Middle School in front of him.This is not the highest place in the school. In fact, the height here is that the second floor is less than the height of the third floor, and there are higher places.But I don't know why, standing here overlooking the playground, there is a kind of relaxed spirit of standing tall and overlooking the world.

At this moment, Shi Tiexin suddenly didn't want to read any words and learn how to pronounce them.He looked at the book in his hand and put aside the basic pronunciation cards.Looking left and right, I found that there was an "Anthology of Ancient Chinese Miscellaneous Articles" in it.It doesn't look at the attributes, and it doesn't care about the content.Shi Tiexin flipped through it at will, and found an article, which he read without thinking.

"Although a gentleman has Chen in battle, his courage is the root; although mourning is polite, his sorrow is the root; although a scholar has learning, his behavior is rooted."

Shi Tiexin's reading books have a loud voice. With the blessing of primitive energy, the muscles of the vocal cords are not easily fatigued, and they can continue to read aloud.In the viewing platform, the space is wide and the top wall is complete, which forms a sound-amplifying structure.

The campus is empty. When Shi Tiexin reads a sentence, there will be an echo, and then he will read another sentence, and then he will return again. The layers are like mountains, and they are dense like waves.

Shi Tiexin originally just read it casually without thinking, but as he read it, he suddenly felt that this article was really well written.In the end where is good, Shi Tiexin can't say.With his rhetoric, he couldn't explain exactly what the article was talking about.

But I don’t know why, this article is the more I read, the more I feel, and the more I read, the more powerful it is.It seems that there is some upright belief in the article. Through the text, it has passed through the distant time and space, and it is in harmony with Shi Tiexin's own nature.

"The slanderous words have no ear; the voice of criticism has no mouth; the child who kills and hurts has no heart, and although there are people who slander, they have nowhere to rely on."

After reading this, Shi Tiexin was suddenly silent.He didn't lose his mind. On the contrary, he thought deeply and began to understand the meaning of the article involuntarily.He suddenly felt that he seemed to have learned something new in addition to his spiritual cultivation.This thing is invisible and invisible. Neither the Orphanage Home nor the Xinggong Children's School teaches it, and it doesn't seem to have a particularly big impact on personal cultivation.

But Shi Tiexin suddenly felt that his heart was indeed filled with something.

So after a moment of silence, he began to read aloud again.The more I read, the more excited I become, the more I devote myself to it, and the more I read, the louder the voice becomes, and finally it is deafening and soul-shaking.

"Those who are not strong in their aspirations are not wise; those who do not believe in their words are ineffective!"

Whoops, the scroll of poetry and books came to an abrupt end.

Shi Tiexin, revive the spirit, and set off again.

(End of this chapter)