The reborn I was secretly in love with the school flower for three years

Chapter 12 Even Difficulty Breathing
After the morning self-study, the exam bell rang, and the invigilator walked into the classroom holding the test paper.

The first thing that Lei can't touch is Chinese.

After reading the test rules, remove the sealed test paper bag, and let the students pass the test papers from front to back in a row.

After getting the test paper, Shen Chen collected himself, first filled in the name of the class, and then began to answer the questions.

Although rebirth has almost forgotten most of the knowledge, but the language can barely be fooled.

Firstly, he was good at Chinese when he was studying, and secondly, as a mother tongue, he has lived more than ten years of experience, and his knowledge reserve is quite rich, and he can still understand most of the general knowledge questions. On the one hand, if you try to figure out the intention of the person who asked the question, you can also give a decent answer.

About an hour later, Shen Chen did everything he knew before, and with the mentality of Ning not letting go of wrong answers, he filled in the few questions he didn't know, and never left any blanks.

What if the teacher gives some sympathy points for his hard work?

The exam is like this, but you can't give up easily if you have a little hope.

For the rest, only the little fairy, Zuowen, is left waiting to be favored.

The composition topic of this test is "Pressure____". The horizontal part is left for the students to fill in by themselves. Except for poetry, the subject matter is not limited.

Shen Chen pondered.

A few minutes later, he picked up his pen and wrote in the middle of the first row—"Pressure makes us stronger."

……

Various inspirational articles and golden sentences are popular on the Internet in later generations, and the topic of stress can be found everywhere. Shen Chen found a current commentary published in "Ren X Daily" in his memory as a template, and made some slight changes. The fresh composition came out steaming hot.

Although it is a bit suspected of selling chicken soup, it should be able to meet the tastes of most teachers at this time, and there is no obvious major problem.

Shen Chen reckoned that even if he didn't get full marks for the composition of sixty points, it wouldn't be a big problem to get fifty points.

What?You say this is plagiarism?

Heh, can scholars be counted as plagiarism?
Call it reference!

Salute!
As for Cai Bao, he began to collapse the second the test paper was handed out.

Damn, no fucking way.

This topic knows him, but he doesn't know the topic!

Several times I wanted to do some sneaky tricks, and as soon as I raised my eyes, I met Shen Chen's icy eyes.

Cai Bao: ...

Forget it, anyway, there is not much difference between the bottom one and the bottom three.

Be fooled, be fooled, count as much as you can.

Multiple choice questions are simple.

Write ABCD on the four sides of the rubber, and leave it to luck to decide, or choose the shortest from three long and one short, choose the longest from three short and one long, and choose B if they are different in length.

But what about fill in the blanks?
What is behind "Mountain Dance Silver Snake, Yuan Chi Wax Elephant"?
Use poetry to describe your mood?Is it "the day of hoeing at noon."?
Poems describing perfect love... Could it be "Sunshine censer produces purple smoke."?
The next sentence of "If the sky has love, the sky will grow old": If people have love, would they die early? !
……

Cai Bao became more and more skeptical about life.

The only thing I'm sure about is the composition, no matter how well it's written, at least fill up the grid with eloquence.

To him, the two-hour exam seemed as long as two centuries.

As soon as the bell rang, Cai Bao's mood was as if he had heard the good news that the motherland liberated Taiwan overnight, and he wanted to sing and dance.

After the test papers were collected, the students around were busy checking the answers.

Cai Bao also said to Shen Chen: "Brother Chen, shall we check the answer?"

Shen Chen didn't say anything, just gave him a sideways look with contempt.

How hard is it to think about the answer with him?

Cai Bao raised his chin and said proudly: "Brother Chen, don't look down on me. I feel good about my composition this time. At least I can get [-] points. In addition, the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions can be more or less correct. Five or six points." There is always."

Shen Chen: ...

A perfect score of [-], what is there to be proud of when you score [-] or [-] points?
"Hey, the composition is so difficult this time." Someone ran over and asked Zhou Yuan, "Xueba, what topic did you choose for your composition?"

Zhou Yuan said: "Oh, what I wrote is that pressure makes us grow."

The student: "I wrote about us under pressure, it seems a bit off topic."

"What pressure makes us grow, us under pressure?" Cai Bao raised his head blankly, he thought of something in horror, and looked at Shen Chen: "Brother Chen, where is your composition? How did you write it?"

Shen Chen said lightly: "Pressure makes us more powerful."

Cai Bao howled miserably: "Am I the only one in the world who wrote the description of the pressure cooker?"

Shen Chen almost died laughing.

There are two exams in the morning, the second is physics.

Taking advantage of the more than ten minutes of rest in the middle, Shen Chen took out his physics book and flipped through it quickly, trying to get ready to grind his guns and read a few more sample questions, so that he could get 1 extra point.

Not long after, the exam bell rang.

The invigilator walked in with the test papers in his arms, and reminded the students to put away their textbooks with a serious face.

Only then did Shen Chen put away the physics book.

After getting the test paper, fill in the name and class as before, and then quickly scan the questions.

Damn, it was harder than he imagined.

Although he has gone through the physics knowledge of the first year of high school at the fastest speed, but after all, the time is too short, and he is still far from being able to use it flexibly.

Shen Chen can only try his best to do what he knows how to do first, and then start from small to large according to his grasp, and solve them one by one.

A piece of test paper is done with bumps and bumps, which is extremely difficult, and it is incomparable with the Chinese one just now.

Until the invigilator reminded that there were still 2 minutes to end the exam, the next few big questions were still blank.

Forget it, I guess it can't be done.

Shen Chen randomly filled in a few answers, hoping to hit one or two right, get points, and hand in the paper when the bell rang.

As soon as the physics exam was over and it was lunch break, students from all classes rushed out of the classroom.

Luo Li first took An Xiaoran to the toilet to satisfy her physical needs, and then went to the cafeteria.

On the way, Luo Li was worried: "The questions in this monthly physics exam are so difficult. I'm not sure about the last few big questions. What about you?"

An Xiaoran: "I think it's okay, it's all done."

Luo Li: "Ah, how did you do that last big question?"

After An Xiaoran finished speaking, she was still confused: "I don't understand... Forget it, let's eat first, and then you can talk to me carefully when you return to the classroom after eating."

When they arrived at the cafeteria and finished cooking, Luo Li was pulling An Xiaoran to find a seat when An Xiaoran stopped suddenly.

Luo Li: "?"

Is it possible...

She subconsciously followed An Xiaoran's line of sight, and immediately turned pale with shock.

"Chen Chen again? You don't want to go to him like yesterday again, do you?"

An Xiaoran nodded.

Luo Li was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she held her chest: "No, when I saw him, I was so scared that I even had difficulty breathing."

(End of this chapter)