Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Chapter 289 Paper can’t contain the fire

Several people looked at each other.

In the end, he really agreed to Song Yunuan's suggestion.

There are four classes in the first year of high school.

More than a hundred students.

Those who fail to pass high school must either re-study or join the society.

Age is different from later.

Nowadays, many people start working at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Those in the city may be assigned to work in their parents' factories, while those in the countryside will go home to farm.

There are only two high schools in Nanshan County.

Those who can get into the first high school are those with good academic performance.

Most of them are from county towns.

So it's easy to shout back.

Almost 80 people came back after just a few phone calls.

All in the school's small auditorium.

Some of them didn't know anything and were baffled, and some of them knew the inside story, and the look in Song Yunuan's eyes was very subtle.

There was some sizing, since I didn’t know him, but more of a jealousy.

Summer camp, why did you give it to a transfer student?

It's not easy for Principal Xiao Cui to explain to others that Song Yunuan has people in the north and it has nothing to do with you, but this will only make more strange things happen.

After all, this kind of summer camp is too demanding. In fact, the most important thing is to get extra points for the college entrance examination.

My heart beats loudly when I think of this.

In fact, this situation is also happening in some schools in Beidu.

Paper wrapped fire.

After all, it is either an open selection or a recommendation from the school for review.

The person who got the first place in the exam may not be able to go there, because his family is very ordinary, and he is not a good student. The person who got the second place in the exam has someone in his family who has good conditions in all aspects, so he went in, but the third place is about the same. Therefore, there are more wolves and less meat.

It didn't say that it had to be kept secret, so those who didn't go there were jealous and cried.

Principal Xiao Cui regretted that he didn't react when he received the call, so his voice was louder and was heard by the two loudmouths in the office. Then it spread, but it was not impossible if he handled it coldly.

Song Yunuan asked the students who had different expressions but were obviously more excited: "If any of you are not convinced that I am entering the summer camp, let's compete."

These words are so fresh and bold.

Today's students are more obedient and generally do what the teacher says.

Song Yunuan waited for the first one to jump out.

Sure enough, a boy jumped out: "How to compare?"

Song Yunuan: "Then you take the lead, and you can discuss it carefully. Anything else will do."

Generally, the first ones to stand up are those with organizational skills and the right to speak.

The boy's name is Qi Sheng.

He is the squad leader of Class 1 of the junior high school.

A handsome young man with great appeal.

In fact, when he looked at Song Yunuan, he was more shy than jealous, but when he thought about the extra points, he immediately lost his shyness. Although he had never experienced it before, it did not prevent a few classmates who like to take the lead and speak out from getting together to discuss it. Come up with a charter.

You definitely need to get your grades first, but it’s not practical to do papers because time is limited.

Let the teachers of each subject pose a question.

This is Wenbi.

There is also sports. After all, we are girls. It is not like basketball, running competitions, and competing with girls. This is a martial arts competition.

Finally, there is the poetry competition, which is a cultural heritage.

Principal Xiao Cui and Director Shang looked at Song Yunuan, saying that this girl was always very confident in doing things.

Besides, the arrow has to be fired when it is on the string.

So, I quickly found the teacher to come up with questions.

Although the teachers of various subjects felt that today's principal and students were abnormal and even a little ridiculous, they still asked a question. The Chinese teacher couldn't write a composition and didn't plan to write a recitation, so he simply chose literature knowledge questions.

Not every student could come. As the leader, Qi Sheng chose the five with the best scores in the high school entrance examination.

Because there are too many people, it is difficult to judge the papers. Including Song Yunuan, there are six people in total.

Principal Xiao Cui went to find Song Yunuan and found that she had already started chatting with several girls.

Song Yunuan was smiling, and those girls also had bright eyes.

Principal Xiao Cui breathed a sigh of relief, but don't be so confrontational. Children nowadays are quite difficult to manage. A girl like Song Yunuan can easily be isolated and have no friends.

After all, he looks really good-looking.

The exam is on the stage and there is no need for proctoring. The excited students are staring at it with their eyes wide open.

Song Yunuan sat on the chair and read the question. Not to mention, it was really difficult.

But for someone like her who was a genius before reading books, it’s drizzle.

The results came out quickly.

Song Yunuan ranks among the best.

Qi Sheng ranked third, and Wang Xinyu originally ranked second in the high school entrance examination, but ended up ranked last.

Her face suddenly became ugly, she threw the pen on the ground angrily and stepped on it a few times. Someone rushed to comfort her. This girl's father is a cadre, her mother works in a department store, and her only brother is in college. Her family is in a very poor condition. Yes, but also very squeamish.

Song Yunuan just pretended not to see it and asked Qi Sheng: "Is the next one a poetry competition or a running race?"

Qi Sheng touched his head and muttered in his heart, maybe the teacher had given the questions in advance.

Otherwise, she not only answered all the difficult math, physics and chemistry questions correctly, but she also answered them very well.

Bi Xue seems to be a bit of a misstep. Maybe it's just what he wanted, and he may have arranged several plans in advance.

He winked at Fang Fang and asked him to persuade the angry Wang Xinyu. After all, Wang Xinyu had memorized poetry since he was a child and had a good grasp of poetry.

Fang Fang also felt that Song Yunuan could not be so powerful.

Even with tutoring, he couldn't make progress so fast, so the only explanation is that this was all arranged in advance, and it's a shame that they were all fooled.

So, he quietly went to find Wang Xinyu.

Qi Sheng and Song Yunuan said: "For the next poetry competition, let's stand on the stage together and write a poem for each person in order. It shouldn't be too long. You can't recite what others have memorized. How about that?"

Song Yunuan: "Not very good."

Qi Sheng: "Huh?"

Song Yunuan: "Do you know Feihua Order?"

Qi Sheng was stunned again: "What is Feihua Ling?"

Wang Xinyu wiped away her tears and raised her hands excitedly: "I know Feihua Order."

Song Yu Nuan clapped her hands: "Okay, let's play the Flying Flower Order!"

For those who didn't know, Wang Xinyu explained it, but Fang Fang disagreed and said, "Let's pick up the poems. Whoever can't pick up the poem will pick it up."

Principal Cui opened his mouth, but swallowed what he wanted to say.

Nowadays, this child really shines if given some sunshine.

The principal and teachers were nowhere to be seen.

But everyone knows poetry solitaire, and they recommended a few people who were good at it to take the stage. Two of the people who took the exam just now were not good at it and left.

So, casually lining up in a circle, Principal Xiao Cui said: "I will say the first sentence, and then start from Wang Xinyu, leaving Yangguan in the west without any old friends, people!"

Wang Xinyu couldn't even think about it: "The beauty of the four months in this world is exhausted, that end..."

Ah, what are the poems that begin with the word jin?

Next to her equation, she looked at Wang Xinyu with tears in her eyes, "No way, I will be the first to go down, it would be too embarrassing."

Song Yunuan said thoughtfully: "It can have the same pronunciation but different characters, such as "jin" for "forward", or "jin" for gold."

Fang Fang hurriedly said: "Jinling disciples are here to see you off, see you off!"
Quietly wiped a sweat.

The next classmate is anxious. Why does it feel like this is different from the usual games? Is it so difficult at the beginning?

He said: "Send, Song, Song, Songxiao to ask the boy, son..."

Then everyone wanted to laugh out loud, oh my god, this is not the beginning.

But this is so difficult.