I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 23 Like a butterfly flying over the ruins
After watching just two songs, Chu Qingmian hurried in from the front door carrying a pencil case and breakfast.

As soon as she entered the classroom, classmates who recognized her greeted her to her seat.

Chu Qingmian's position is No. 12, in the last row.

In front of her is Lin Tong, No. 11, Hou Xiaohong and Xi Yu, No. 1 and No. 2.

The two of them came in with Lin Tong in front of them, obviously with bad intentions.

The four of them sat exactly in a square.

Su Chengyi couldn't help but frowned.

Hou Xiaohong and Xi Yu obviously wanted Lin Tong to help them cheat.

My seat is in the front, so if something happens behind me, I have no idea about it.

Forget it, let's take a step forward.

This exam is so strict, the invigilator may not give them an opportunity to take advantage of it.

When I looked up, I saw that the invigilator on the podium had written the test subjects and end time on the blackboard.

"Chinese 9:00-11:30"

He knocked on the blackboard to signal the candidates' attention, and then pushed up his sunglasses.

"Look here for the exam time. You are allowed to submit papers in advance half an hour after the exam starts. Put your admission ticket and student ID card in the upper left corner of the table.

Mobile phones, electronic products, and exam-related materials are now handed over to the podium. "

Su Chengyi was thinking about what was happening in the back row, and didn't read a word of the information in his hand.

He simply folded the materials and placed them in the corner of the podium along with his cell phone.

As soon as I turned around, the students in the back row also lined up to put their things in front.

Chu Qingmian was squeezed into the crowd while holding her schoolbag.

Su Chengyi took it and helped her put it next to her things.

The other party winked at him and made a "come on" sign.

Su Chengyi nodded, and Chu Qingmian pursed her lips and smiled, the dimples on her cheeks looming.

“After getting the answer sheet, first fill in your name and exam number on the answer sheet.

Do not read the test papers. It is not yet the official start time of the exam. It is against the rules to check the test questions in advance. "

The invigilator distributed answer sheets and read out the rules of the examination room repeatedly.

After getting the red and white answer sheet, Su Chengyi couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It’s such a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

After neatly writing my name and writing my exam number, the nine o'clock bell rang on time.

"Okay, let's start answering the questions."

The invigilator moved a stool and sat on the podium.

Su Chengyi knew why he wore sunglasses.

Wherever he sat, no one knew whether he was carefully monitoring or taking a nap.

I hope that the next few classes can be replaced by a stricter teacher, so that the chance of Lin Tong being embarrassed is smaller.

Putting his mind back to the exam, Su Chengyi opened the test paper. The first thing he did was to turn to famous sentences and famous articles.

Strike while the iron is hot, it is still warm.

There are two types of questions in ancient poetry. One is to directly give the previous sentence or the next sentence and just complete it.

The other is comprehensible dictation, which requires combining the situation to fill in the most reasonable sentences.

Su Chengyi's Chinese language is not his strong point, but his score is often above 130.

But what puzzles Wang Tingting is that he often loses points on the second type of questions!

Su Chengyi couldn't explain why, but the answers he understood often ran counter to the ideas of the people who asked the questions.

"Little knowledge is not as good as big knowledge, and a young year is not as good as a big one."

The first question was "Xiaoyaoyou". This was one of the first articles that Su Chengyi had memorized in the two days of accelerated training. There was no problem.

"I am sorry for this moment of my life..."

"Red Cliff Ode", Chu Qingmian's voice when reciting it in Chinese class rang in Su Chengyi's ears, like the tinkling of spring water.

"I envy the infinite beauty of the Yangtze River."

The next question starts with comprehension dictation.

"It is mentioned in "Xunzi: Encouraging Learning": Qing is taken from blue, and green is from blue. What is the similar sentence in Han Yu's "Shi Shuo"?"

"The Master's Statement" is an article that Su Chengyi has not memorized yet, but fortunately this sentence is very famous and easy to associate with it. "Therefore, the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple."

……

The next few sentences are similar to this. There is no need to substitute the situation, and the information given in the question is also very clear.

Su Chengyi finished writing the part that he was most worried about very smoothly.

After settling one worry, it will be easier to start doing other parts of the test paper.

"The exam is in one hour, pay attention to the time."

The invigilator who had been sitting on the podium for a long time suddenly reminded him.

Su Chengyi raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was ten thirty.

It has been some time since he entered society, and Su Chengyi's handwriting no longer meets the requirements of exam-oriented education. It is a bit sloppy and difficult to read.

This is a taboo in the eyes of teachers who use electronic grading.

So when he wrote on the answer sheet, he deliberately slowed down and tried his best to write more neatly.

There is still the composition left, and this time two topics are given for the candidates to choose.

The first topic is: Love that goes deep into the soul.

The second topic is: Me and the college entrance examination.

Su Chengyi fell into deep thought for a moment.

The second question seems easier to write and easier to get high scores.

Thinking back to the few paragraphs I made up on the spot at the swearing-in ceremony, I feel like I could use them in my composition.

There was only one drawback - he didn't want to write.

If it were my previous life, I would have chosen a topic that was easier to write about without hesitation.

But the problem is that now I don’t want to anymore.

In order to end his entanglement, he simply wrote the first question on the paper.

However, he still thought too simply.

As soon as I finished writing the six-word title, the pen in my hand froze.

How can an emotionally weak person like him write "love that goes deep into the soul"?

Time passed by minute by minute. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and write.

Su Chengyi originally thought that this time he would refer to other people's cases and make some objective explanations like he did before when writing essays.

But towards the end, I realized that I was writing more like an essay this time.

“Love that truly goes deep into the soul often does not require a response from the other person, or even seeing the other person’s face or hearing the other person’s voice.

Because of loving her, I will start to love the world.

Love makes us a better version of ourselves and makes every ordinary moment worth remembering.

There is no need to worry about the expiration date of this love, because it already has the same weight as our soul.

Love penetrates deep into my soul like a butterfly flying over ruins. "

Most of the emotion comes from the lyrics of love songs.

Facing the object of his fictitious "love", Su Chengyi finished writing the last sentence.

There were 15 minutes left to hand in the paper, so he checked it carefully from the beginning.

There are no problems in the front, but the composition seems a bit cheesy...

Those who didn’t know better thought they were writing love letters.

But the question itself is disgusting enough, so it shouldn't be my problem.

After doing all this, I still didn’t wait for the end of the exam bell to ring.

Su Chengyi looked at his watch, there were still 10 minutes left, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

After putting away his exam supplies, he took one last look at the order of filling in the multiple-choice questions on the answer sheet, and then raised his hand to indicate that he was going to hand in the paper.

The teacher in sunglasses walked to the side and checked his paper, then nodded and agreed to the request to hand in the paper.

As soon as Su Chengyi stood up, Chu Qingmian in the back row raised her hand to hand in the paper, jumping up and down like a kindergarten kid.

As soon as she left the classroom, she couldn't wait to ask:

"Su Chengyi, Su Chengyi! How did you write the second sentence of your classical Chinese translation!"

(End of this chapter)