The fan was whirring overhead, dispelling some of the summer heat, and spots of light shone through the gaps in the blinds onto the desk.
Yuan Chun's voice rang out in this office.
"math"
"One hundred... forty-six..."
"Um???"
Yuan Chun's eyelids twitched when he saw Xu Lan quickly writing "146" on the paper. At this moment, the two of them looked at each other with their eyes fixed on each other, just like a Hong Kong and Taiwan TV drama, where Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue were confronting each other on the rooftop.
Yuan Chun moved his mouth and said, "It is said that the math questions this year are relatively simple..."
"Hurry up and repeat after me!" Xu Lan's voice sounded abnormally hurried.
"Oh... Chinese... Chinese... One hundred... Forty points!!"
Tong Peng brushed off the dust on his clothes, which was meaningless. He raised his head and listened again.
Tong Tian opened her mouth slowly. Her Chinese score was only 131...
"English... one hundred... forty-seven!!!" Yuan Chun shook his head and looked at Xu Lan with an unfocused look, "This is definitely not the test paper of your Cheng Ran..."
"I made a mistake..."
Xu Lan had already snatched the microphone away from her, clamped it to her ear, and wrote with her other hand.
A cold, emotionless, mechanical female voice came into my ears.
"Physics and Chemistry..."
Swish! Xu Lan wrote down "77+68" on the paper. The total of these two subjects was 145.
"Ideology and politics..."
Xu Lan paused and wrote, "78".
Tong Tian finally seemed to have time to swallow his saliva.
Xu Lan finally wrote down a "50", needless to say, this is the sports evaluation score.
After finishing writing, Xu Lan looked down at the notebook in a daze.
Then…
What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.
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Tong Peng twisted the two corners of his clothes and pulled them down, making his clothes look even smoother than a mahjong board. He coughed again, and finally asked, "What's the total score?"
Although Yuan Chun was full of disbelief and tried to persuade others not to believe it, as an accountant, her professional ethics still allowed her to quickly draw a conclusion: "146 plus 140 equals 286, plus 147 equals 433, plus 145 equals 578..."
For some reason, when Xu Lan heard the number 578, she felt a tightness in her chest and a soreness in her nose that made her want to cry. This was already over 578, and she had touched the fourth center line...
Yuan Chun was still counting, "Five hundred and seventy-eight plus fifty... equals six hundred and twenty-eight..."
At this time, Xu Lan had another idea that flashed through her mind.
It seems that the second middle school is also stable...
"Six hundred and twenty-eight plus 78... the total score is..."
"Seven hundred and six! Impossible, impossible..."
706!!!
Buzz!
Xu Lan was stiff, and all the blood in her body was rushing to the top of her head.
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Cheng Feiyang really couldn't stand the look of Wang Xinmin in front of him.
This Wang Xinmin... Old Wang is good in every other way except that he loves gossip too much!
He was always running around, just like a spy, and he was always chatty. When he had free time, he would chat in one office and then visit another. He was just a person who liked to chat with anyone, and sometimes he could be seen chatting with the old man who was guarding the door for a long time. He even knew how many chickens the other person had at home.
As the saying goes, family disgrace should not be made public. Cheng Feiyang looked at the phone with fear and didn't want to call to check the score in front of Wang Xinmin at all.
But I can't resist their enthusiasm.
Wang Xinmin put his arm around his and walked into his office, saying, "Xie Dong scored 589. I saw that Old Xie was so happy that he got into No. 4 Middle School! Xie Dong and your Cheng Ran will both get into No. 4 Middle School. I tell you, this is a good sign. Those two kids have been playing together since they were young. They should both have good luck this time. I hope your little Cheng Ran will get into No. 4 Middle School, too!"
"Let me tell you, I recently heard that your Cheng Ran gets up before dawn to run every morning, and he keeps doing it every day! This is a sign of perseverance, which means he is studying hard! Cheng Ran, this kid, I think he has a very smart brain, he doesn't usually use it in study, but if he really gets serious, hey, he's incredible! Believe me, I've been there! When my daughter was taking the high school entrance exam four years ago, I saw too many of them! Not to mention the high school entrance exam, there were also many dark horses in the last place of the college entrance exam..."
It’s true, although Wang Xinmin talks a lot, at this moment, he really reduced Cheng Feiyang’s fear and made him feel much more relieved.
It seems that at times like this, I still need to talk to a friend to calm down!
Cheng Feiyang thought to himself, what is going on? When he was in the army, he had never been so nervous during the company competition...
Wang Xinmin was indeed very good at chatting with people, and at this moment, Cheng Feiyang was ready to call to check the scores and did not avoid him.
The two came to the table, and Wang Xinmin gave them an encouraging look, as if he was used to this kind of scene. Isn't that right... Just now, they were asking around from office to office...
There's no way to avoid it anyway.
Cheng Feiyang's enthusiasm for military service was rekindled.
If you are afraid of death, you are not a revolutionary!
Cheng Feiyang picked up the microphone, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and pressed the buttons on it.
He seemed to hear the voice of fate's judgment.
Then, a slow, mechanical female voice came from the phone that could drive people crazy.
“Admission ticket number: … Candidate: Cheng Ran. Mathematics … Chinese … English … !!”
"… "
"What a psychopath!"
Cheng Feiyang hung up the phone with a "click".
Wang Xinmin was shocked.
Then he saw Cheng Feiyang turned his head in a daze, his whole face filled with shock.
Cheng Feiyang stood up by supporting himself on the table, but his legs suddenly went weak and he half leaned on the table.
Cheng Feiyang has a well-proportioned and strong body, so this blow is quite impactful.
Wang Xinmin quickly supported him, with a look of urgency on his face, and stretched out his hand to press, "Don't be angry, don't be angry! It's not easy for children! Listen to my advice, don't hit him at this time!"
"You hit someone and then ran away! Not to mention it's a setback for you, it's also a huge setback for the child! Now he just can't go to a good high school. If you push him too far, I tell you, he will just go out and become a super brother in society! I've been through it... I've seen too much!"
Cheng Feiyang seemed to react at this time and turned to look at Wang Xinmin, "What???"
Okay!
Wang Xinmin came to the conclusion that he was very angry!
"The high school entrance exam doesn't mean anything! You can pay a high price and at the very least you can go to high school! As long as you can go to high school, no matter what the environment is, as long as you work hard, you can stand out. Look at other high schools, the No. 5 Middle School and the No. 3 Middle School, they all produce talents! As long as you work hard after entering high school, you can go to college! Don't be too pessimistic!"
Wang Xinmin patted Cheng Feiyang on the shoulder, then stood up and said, "Come back, kid, talk to him nicely... educate him well... Don't use violence! Okay, I won't bother you anymore... Alas... I'm leaving first, leaving first..."
Wang Xinmin walked out of the door shaking his head. Needless to say, Cheng Feiyang would probably exaggerate the result and spread it...
Buzz buzz buzz…
Buzz buzz buzz…
In fact, Cheng Feiyang had turned a deaf ear to whatever Wang Xinmin said.
He was forcing himself to calm down, wondering if there was any misunderstanding here.
The score is wrong? Maybe I entered the wrong number on the admission ticket.
But I clearly heard the two words "Cheng Ran".
Is it an illusion caused by excessive concern? Or is it auditory hallucination caused by recent excessive stress
Is it an illusion? Is it a mistake? There is only one way to verify it.
Crash!
The chair was pulled out and Cheng Feiyang sat down with his arms and legs spread out.
Holding a pen, there is a newspaper on the table.
Like a ritual.
Cheng Feiyang placed his hand over the microphone and then clenched it.
This time enter the numbers one by one.
The microphone is against my ear.
His eyes were as serious as if he was fighting a crucial battle.
Then…
His eyes suddenly opened wide!
After shaking for a moment, his hand began to write quickly.
Neat handwriting appeared on the newspaper, accompanied by the sound of pen strokes.
"Mathematics: 146. Chinese: 140. English: 147. Physics: 145. Politics: 78. Physical Education: 50"
“Total score”
"706!"
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Are there any monsters in this world that we don't know about... that have been released