The soul penetrates the little paste bean, and the title becomes top-notch

Lin Fei knew that Teacher He was being modest, so she didn't say much. She just looked at him with a smile, a cute expression that seemed to listen to his instructions carefully.

Teacher He straightened his expression, showed a mysterious expression, and said to her in a magnetic and gentle voice unique to middle-aged men:

"Teacher He wants to give you a secret mission. Do you accept it?"

Lin Fei's smile froze on her face, and she felt confused in her heart.

The college entrance examination is coming soon, what secret mission does she need to do?

Looking at Lin Fei's confused expression, Teacher He continued:

"This mission is called Po Qi, are you confident?"

As soon as the word "seven" came out, Lin Fei's heart suddenly became clear.

In so many large-scale tests before the college entrance examination, she has never scored 700 points.

Although it is said that it is extremely difficult to score 700 points in the mock test, with her initial high strength, the leadership team's expectations for her should be very high.

The leaders of Sucheng No. 1 Middle School did not put any pressure on Lin Fei. It seemed that no matter how well she did in the exam, they would not say a word about her.

However, Lin Fei knew that they must have been secretly paying attention to their results, and even became anxious and crazy because they did not get the first place in the province.

After all, she was number one in Sucheng No. 1 Middle School. Who else would not regard her as the first object of observation?

In Lin Fei's opinion, doing the questions well is the right way, and the results and rankings are all in vain. These leaders didn't come to feed her some clumsy chicken soup for the soul or poisonous chicken soup, so she naturally didn't want to bring up these topics.

Sure enough, as she thought, Teacher He had a big problem before the college entrance examination.

This simple word "broken seven" not only summarizes Lin Fei's performance in her senior year of high school, but also contains the teachers' high expectations and concern for her achievements.

Lin Fei understood everything, but she refused to answer.

It was difficult for her to give a definite yes or no answer.

Lin Fei is a rational person and hates things that she is not sure about and that are beyond her control.

"Teacher He, getting a score of 700 depends on luck. It doesn't mean you are guaranteed to get it if you are strong enough. I have only been taking the cultural class seriously for the past 7 months, and my level cannot compete with non-competitive students. Lin Fei excused herself with simple words, "What's more, I was still a liberal arts student at the beginning! I usually get good grades because I am relaxed and lucky. When it comes to the big exam, I will be extremely nervous."

Teacher He could see through Lin Fei's little thoughts at a glance, even if she already had the admission quota. Facing the college entrance examination, she was probably still a little nervous.

The college entrance examination was coming up in a few days, and he didn't want to put too much pressure on the students. He just smiled and asked Lin Fei to go back to the dormitory to wash up and sleep.

After walking through the long corridor and arriving downstairs in the dormitory, Lin Fei recalled what Teacher He just said as if she had drank a glass of wine.

God, these words have a lot of staying power!

Lin Fei felt that she was addicted to this quiet and ordinary life, and the passion and bravery of youth had been lost.

How about being strong? So what if we are weak? Isn't the most important thing about a person a person of ambition?

The content of the college entrance examination will definitely be much simpler than the mock test. The possibility of getting a score of 700 is very high.

What I just said seems to be modest, but it is just one excuse after another, which makes me look down on myself. Why would someone start to deny themselves without trying it?

Lin Fei's mood at this time was very complicated, more of a rush of enthusiasm, like midsummer June that was about to boil!

The ordinary but fulfilling life of the senior year of high school is like slowly simmering soup in a pressure cooker.

As the college entrance examination approaches, the pressure cooker is about to explode, with layers of water vapor rising up into the sky.

Those students with poor grades are always saying that the world is undecided and that you and I are both dark horses!

Lin Fei narcissistically assessed her own level.

Getting a grade above seven is not a dark horse counterattack for me. At this time, it would be too embarrassing to go back and tell Teacher He that he accepted this secret mission.

I'll wait until the second day to mention it...

Even more embarrassing!

Lin Fei didn't tell anyone about her determination. She just wrote the word "Po Qi" in her schedule.

Every day it says: "Countdown to seven days x days."

Time flies, and the stars change, like a fairy boy playing chess.

Not long after, the countdown turned to 0 days.

Lin Fei once again set foot in the college entrance examination room.

Ah, it’s a familiar recipe again, and it’s a familiar taste again.

All the students and parents were as nervous as if they had chickenpox collectively in summer.

There were obviously so many people outside the examination room, but no one dared to say a word. The main theme was solemnity.

If you hadn't said this was an exam, she would have thought she was attending some kind of funeral!

After getting the admission ticket, Cheng Shuang took Lin Fei and wandered outside the examination room. She was not in a hurry to enter the school, but was looking for something in the crowd.

Seeing the eye-catching red among the parents, Cheng Shuang's eyes lit up and she waved high: "Mom, I'm here!"

This shout broke everyone's worried mood and created a solid atmosphere.

Cheng Shuang didn't notice at all, and happily pulled Lin Fei and ran over there.

Lin Fei only felt that there was a group of people in red clothes over there. After taking a closer look, she found a familiar face in the crowd.

Mother Cheng is wearing a bright red hand-embroidered cheongsam. She has a slim figure. Under the sunlight, the embroidered silver thread sparkles.

This cheongsam not only looks valuable and exquisite, but the crotch on the leg basically reaches the top of the thigh.

Mother Cheng heard the familiar call, glanced at the crowd, and saw the figures of the two girls.

"Cheng Shuang, Lin Fei, I'm here!" Mom responded enthusiastically, stepping on high heels and walking lightly in front of the two girls.

During their senior year of high school, Lin Fei and Cheng Shuang were good study partners. Moreover, to Cheng Shuang, Lin Fei can basically be regarded as half a tutor and a question answering robot.

Mom also knows how good Lin Fei is. Sometimes watching Lin Fei and Cheng Shuang study together is like seeing two daughters, and I feel extremely loved.

The relationship between Lin Fei and Mother Chen, like Cheng Shuang, changed from sincerity to sincerity, and they gradually became familiar with each other.

"How do I feel about my outfit?" Mother Chen raised her eyebrows at the two girls happily and smoothed her exquisite cheongsam with her hands.

"Mom, you..." Cheng Shuang looked a little shy and pointed at the high slit of the cheongsam.

"Hehe! Don't you understand this? Wearing a cheongsam means victory. The higher the branch is, the better your hand will be at solving problems!"