Don't laugh, I'm a zero score composition in the college entrance examination

Chapter 16 Hubei Volume: Old Books (2)
I looked at my father and couldn't bear it.He ran over with all his strength, rushed past the policeman and hugged his father in his arms. The father firmly said that it was all right, a small matter.You have encountered many such things. You must study hard, must be admitted to university, and must be a good boy with ambition.

Look into Dad's eyes, look at his thin body.In fact, he can be my older brother, but I always feel that he is very open in this circle, and he is also very popular with everyone.I didn't know until today that my father was also afraid.

After the father finished speaking, he took out a book from his chest, an old book, and handed it to me.Then he said: "Read books, read more books, then you will be educated."

After speaking, the old man was taken away.And that book has been placed in front of my bed all the time. It is a very old book, and I still remember its name - "A Plum in a Golden Vase".

Comment: What is "A Plum in a Golden Vase"?How kind to give you a zero!

old book Ⅳ

The word "old book" has a broad meaning, it may remind people of the yellowed textbooks in the bookcase, or it may refer to the passage of time, or it may be used to describe the beautiful and sexy teacher who will leave after the college entrance examination, but as a girl I'm not interested in that.

I asked: Why do girls have to be well-behaved?Why can't girls get poor grades?Why can't girls have a carnival to celebrate the failure of the college entrance examination?
Someone replied: You should be a good person!
The shadow that lived in the depths of my heart answered the questions in my heart.

What is the definition of a bad girl?lie?Playful?Hate studying?Is it often the only girl who is punished for failing to hand in homework?What is the lowest score?
What are these things?Whoever says he hasn't lied is lying. Is a life without fun still considered life?People live to be happy, right?Among the dozens of students, there are only a few who like it, no, is it just a little bit of acceptance and hard work?I only occasionally encountered difficulties and didn't hand in my homework, and I didn't do it on purpose.What is the bottom of the score?Then minus the word "reciprocal", my ranking will be promoted to a single digit!

Self-consolation can’t be eaten as food, I have food every day so I can’t understand what you say; self-decadence is a shameful thing for girls, I’m not decadent so I’m not ashamed at all; self-deprecation is a very annoying thing Very hateful personality, in fact, the reason of self, isn't it because of lack of self-confidence?
After digressing for so long, I still have the cheek to say that I didn't digress.Life is like a book. When you are tired of thinking, it will turn yellow. Although the skin is still fresh and smooth, it can't cover the loss in your eyes.You are ambitious to cultivate me to be the most "perfect" person, but the more I get, no one realizes that what I lose is more.There is no extra-curricular book, no extra-curricular activities, and even no currency that can resist the overwhelming loneliness.

It is my parents, teachers, society and pressure who gave me this old book.I didn't shirk my responsibility, these, aren't these the 3D version of the real-life textbooks you read to me?
Comments: A Chinese character actually has many meanings, and a word has multiple meanings. The Xinhua Dictionary should be updated.

What I saw at the garbage collection station

Yesterday we had a holiday before the exam, and I took my brother to move all the textbooks and review materials from the past few years to sell.The uncle who collected the waste was very enthusiastic and said, Xiaowa, you are right to sell it now-if you sell it after the college entrance examination, the price will be several cents cheaper.

I feel very lucky.At this time, a large truck came.When I saw the car approaching staggeringly, I felt something was wrong.When the car passed me and my brother, I grabbed my brother, and I saw the driver in the car seemed to be on the phone.

I didn't expect that the car was also here to sell garbage.I immediately felt relieved.At this time, my brother grabbed my hand and said, sister, this is your diary.

When I saw it, it was really my diary!It occurred to me right away that there might be my journals in these books, so I picked them out.

When I was choosing, the back door opened, and the driver got off. He was an uncle in his 40s, wearing a straw hat on one side, and he seemed to be drunk.Before I could speak, he said, "Sister, you are very sensible, and you know how to sell books so early. What about the college entrance examination tomorrow?"

I say yes.

He said a lot more, probably meaning that I sold books correctly, that I could be so smart, that reading books is really useless, that these books can’t be burned, they burn too fast, and even a pot of water can’t be heated. .

I tried to refute, but he was drunk.

He looks so scary.But my brother actually likes to play with him.My younger brother asked him what my uncle did, and the uncle said, "I'm a porter..." My younger brother was curious, so he asked what he was moving.

Uncle said, you don't understand.At this time, the old man and the uncle were whispering something.

I don't understand at all.Later, several big brothers came out of the back room and moved the scrap metal in the car to the back room.I selected several diaries, and when I was rejoicing, they were almost moved.

The uncle suddenly gave my brother a yellow brass pipe. "This is a new thing in the machine, look, pure copper, very good, right?" The younger brother liked it very much, so he took it and played with it.The uncle drove away again.

At this time, I packed it up, and finally my book sold for 27 yuan. The old man said to me very mysteriously, do you know what that person does?I said I didn't know, and he said that the man was a worker in the chemical factory ahead, and he specifically stole copper from their unit to sell, and he picked up thousands of dollars for nothing per cart.

"It's really better than reading!" The old man finally sighed.

Thinking in my heart that the cultural books for these three years were only sold for 27 yuan. He stole the country’s property and it cost thousands of dollars a day. Mom said that if you sell it, you can make money, and if you don't sell it, it will be a waste.Books are useless things, how can teachers teach students to read well now?Sometimes, I feel disgusted when I hear such words, but I didn't feel disgusted at all when I went to the examination room today.

Before going to the examination room, the Chinese teacher pulled aside the top students and the "specially cared for" students and gave them a little lesson. I went to call the teacher good morning, but he didn't answer me much.

In this society, studying is really useless. For example, I am also a "specially cared for" student from a wealthy family, so the Chinese teacher gave me more tips on exams.Right, what do you think when you are grading papers?
Comments: There are different ways to get rich, and reading has its own way out, which has nothing to do with "new books and old books".

old book hammer
My elder brother took the college entrance examination in 2004. At that time, people all over the country were discussing whether the proposition composition was good or not, and whether the conclusion was not good. It is better to give materials, organize the topics and write them yourself, which is easier to succeed.

But why are you still writing propositional compositions now?

Marking teacher, you can clearly tell that I am not a person who can't write essays. Write questions from the first paragraph, ask questions in the second paragraph, and greet you in the third paragraph. With such a clear context, you can It can be seen that my logical thinking ability is not only excellent, but it is considered normal, right?
Well, you must be wondering, why does this student write a composition like this?
I'm not mysterious, so I'll tell you straight to the point, I didn't intend to take the college entrance examination. Originally, my parents always thought that the college entrance examination was the end of high school. In fact, they didn't know that since I passed the comprehensive copy of the graduation exam, Even if I graduate from high school, high school life is over.I can also take the girl home and spend the night in my room according to the prior agreement between me and the old man.

But it seems their ignorance exploded far beyond my imagination.

I, such a maverick, who will be absolutely awesome in the future, will be forced to take the college entrance examination: I will be monitored by cameras and the invigilator.This kind of loss of freedom, I think the young people in China can accept it with peace of mind, they are all stupid!
OK!Control emotion.

800 has not yet arrived, let me make up the number of words in this way to prove my writing skills-let me talk about my invigilator.

The one sitting on the podium, of course.The person behind me just wanted to look back, but it was impossible.

First of all, the teacher must be under 40 years old. Why, he was wearing a Metersbonwe T-shirt.Well, he must not be working very hard, because you can even see the hanger mark on the shoulder of that T-shirt.It doesn't matter, his upper body is basically normal, including his glasses, which are so big.The eyeballs are embarrassing, because they are very bright when he stares at you.

His lips are sharp, and he seems to be a strict student, but his lips are thick, a bit clumsy.I don't care about that, now it's not very reliable to infer character from appearance.

Where is the most fun?He took off his sandals and was picking at his feet.While patrolling the examination room solemnly, he silently picked his toes.Listen to me, how he picks it. First, he bends his middle finger or index finger hard to dig into his feet, and then he takes the dead skin in front of his eyes and throws it away with a blank expression. His face is still serious. .

After seeing him dig like this for a long time, he started to run his index finger through the sole of his foot and rubbed it there, maybe it was itchy?Unbeknownst to him, every time he rubbed it, he would use his thumb to rub the residue on his index finger, slowly roll it into a small ball, and then throw it away.

He still glanced at us with such a stern face, but the way of living on his feet and hands did not stop.Alain Delon, sir, do you know?I don't know but it's tasteless-the invigilator sometimes has an expression very similar to Alain Delon.

Hey, it was raining again outside the window, and the raindrops wet my curly head, deep and shallow, shallow and deep.Marking teacher, is this ending artistic enough?
Comment: I don't think you are here to take the exam at all, but to mess things up.

(End of this chapter)