Chapter 10 Monthly Exam
At the end of May and the beginning of June, the sweltering midsummer is approaching.
Li Qian in his previous life was a busy person. One crew was next to another, one drama next to another, or he was in a crew with several roles such as drama manager, props, supporting role number N, etc. common thing. After crossing over, Chu Chu was free. At first, he felt that he would not be able to adapt, but it turned out that he was wrong.
When those who just came to a strange world, the inner tension, excitement, restlessness and can't wait... all the emotions gradually dissipated with the peaceful life every day, and even when he began to formulate his own short-term goals, he suddenly I found that sitting in the classroom reading books, listening to lectures, memorizing texts and doing questions...it was actually quite enjoyable!
Well, being free is only one of them, the most important thing is that he found that he actually started to like the feeling of studying a little bit!
This is a weird thing to think about even if you think about it casually.
In the previous life, Li Qian had good grades when he was studying, but it was difficult for him to be classified as a good student, because he was really not working hard, at best he was coping. At that time, he was only interested in guitar and music. .
But now, he really feels that it is really a rare beauty to be able to sit quietly in the classroom, reading and studying without thinking about anything or worrying about anything.
Of course, he loves music, he loves the guitar, and that never changes.
But unknowingly, his heart, which had always been tense, became lighter little by little.
He never arrives late, doesn't leave early, doesn't sleep in class, listens carefully, and completes homework in time. Based on the principle of starting from easy to difficult, he starts from Chinese to English, from English to history, and then to philosophy, nature, mathematics, and Russian... He Start to enter into the comprehensive review and consolidation of various subjects under your own control.
In addition to learning, it is music.
The roof of the school teaching building has become his regular singing practice base. In the past few days, after school every afternoon, including Saturday and weekend afternoons, he would go to the roof to practice for about an hour. It hasn't been long, and he hasn't practiced many songs. For him, at the age of seventeen, he doesn't dare to use his voice too much. Therefore, rather than saying that he is practicing songs, it is better to simply practice It is more appropriate to practice the breath on the guitar.
Of course, what he doesn't know is that in the quiet campus every afternoon after school, his singing has not disappeared. In the eastmost office on the third floor, there will always be a girl reading a book while listening to the guitar sound from the roof—although to her, it is just the background music when she is reading.
So, in the blink of an eye, the end of May has really arrived.
The monthly exam for the thirteenth high school is also here.
Thursday, Maths, English, History, Philosophy.
Friday, nature, Russian, Chinese.
Although he may not really consider this exam as important in his heart, Li Qian, like every student, spent these two days with a little trepidation. Then, every day after dinner, he would go to the top of the building to check the answers with Wang Jinglu—this was a task, no bargaining was allowed, it had to be completed.
After checking the answers for the four subjects on the first day, Wang Jinglu was pleasantly surprised.
After correcting the answers for the three subjects on the second day, Wang Jinglu was overjoyed.
Her grades have always been excellent, the test paper with a full score of 700 points, the total score has been fluctuating around 650 points, she is a stable top three in the whole grade, and she is also a strong contender for the first place in the grade. So for Li Qian, her answer is close to the standard answer. Wang Jinglu estimated her own score at around 650 points, and Li Qian's estimated score was 540 points.
For Li Qian, this is an excellent result!
You know, Li Qian only scored 433 points in the last monthly exam, and even though Li Qian had repeatedly patted his chest to assure him, Wang Jinglu's highest expectation for him was to score above 460 points.
Therefore, Wang Jinglu cheered happily, she was even happier than she herself was admitted to the Beijing Film Academy.
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On weekend afternoons, on the third floor of the teaching building, the Chinese teaching group of the second year of senior high school.
In the second grade of high school, there are twelve classes in total, and six Chinese teachers occupy a small office.
This weekend, students can take a normal weekend off after the exam, but the teachers have to work hard in the office to correct the test papers. Science subjects are okay, everything has standard answers, liberal arts is not so simple, analysis questions, strategy essays, all need to be read word by word, although there are guiding answers, but the writing is really biased, as long as the words are meaningful Things, can not give zero points. Among the liberal arts, it is especially time-consuming and labor-intensive to correct the Chinese language test papers.
Because there is a 1000-word composition in the Chinese test paper.
It was already 5:30 in the afternoon, and the paper correction task was almost completed in the morning. In the afternoon, the teachers were busy counting the scores and arranging the rankings. Then, at about four o'clock, all the work was done, and the test papers were distributed to the teachers. And when it was almost five o'clock, even the head teachers of each class had already finished counting the scores of each subject in the class, ranking the class's total scores, and packed up their things and left.
Soon, Qi Jie was the only one left in the whole building.
She has no novels to read today, so she stays in the office and doesn't go home, just because she doesn't want to go home.
After the KTV incident last time, there was no contact between her and Lu Liang for several days. Then, Lu Liang's parents came to the door, and the reason was to meet old friends and old men for a drink or two.
Then--
"Xiao Liang's child is confused. Others don't know what Liu is. How can we not know? Sing a song with him, how can I call you over? Isn't it just looking for trouble!" Lu Liang's father said .
"Of course Xiaoliang did something wrong and didn't do well in this matter, but Xiaojie, you two have known each other since you were young, and you know that Xiaoliang is a stubborn child who takes face very seriously. He, even if he knows that he made a mistake, he will never admit it. In this way, Xiaojie, you will feel sorry for Auntie me, okay? You give him face and give him a step down? Okay? Don't worry, this kind of thing is in Auntie's heart. In the future, Auntie will definitely find a chance to make you vent your anger? Okay? Both of us have the same fate. How can we catch up with a man with a strong personality? Do? But then again, although there are thousands of bad things about this strong-tempered man, there is one thing that is definitely good, and that is outside things, he can take care of you by himself, I will definitely not let you suffer..." Lu Liang's mother said.
"Oh, the young couple quarrels at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Isn't it just a little awkward? There's no right or wrong in this kind of thing! So, Xiao Jie, give Xiao Liang a call. You don't have to apologize, I apologize, just make a phone call! What's the matter, don't let anyone mention this matter and let it pass?" This is what Qi Jie's father said.
"Yes, Xiaojie, don't be so stubborn, go, call! Oh, you can go, kid, there are me and your aunt in the kitchen, ah, go!" According to Qi Jie's mother.
Then, Qi Jie and Lu Liang got back together again, pretending that nothing had ever happened to each other. However, Qi Jie's mood was even worse than that night, so bad that she didn't even want to go home.
So, she could only desperately find something to do for herself.
For example, she is going to read the test compositions of all the students in the two classes under her name.
Then, in the quiet campus, she suddenly heard the melodious sound of the guitar again.
He shook his head and sighed wryly.
"This guy works hard enough to practice guitar, even on weekends!" She thought to herself.
Flipping through the next composition casually, she saw the bright red "50 points", which shocked her all of a sudden.
Full score composition!
The test papers of the monthly exams are all sealed with the examinee information column, and then they are graded uniformly, so no one knows which class's papers they are correcting in advance, and only after the corrections are completed, everyone will exchange key information.
For example, Teacher Zhao Hongmin said that he corrected a composition with a perfect score.
And that was the only composition with a perfect score in the entire second grade of this exam.
It actually appeared in my own class!
In her subconscious first reaction, she first turned over and looked at the candidate's name.
Li Qian!
"Yo, that's amazing! You actually wrote an article with full marks!"
Giving a full score to a composition in the exam naturally means that the marking teacher thinks the composition is impeccable.
As a teacher, Qi Jie is of course aware of Li Qian's Chinese proficiency, and also knows that his composition has always been quite good, belonging to the level where basically every composition can get around 40 points, Not top-notch, but definitely excellent, but to say that he wrote a full-score composition... a bit beyond expectations.
This made Qi Jie even more curious. When she turned back to the composition page, her eyes widened and she read each word carefully.
The composition topic of this exam is called "Hope". Well, it's terrible, but it's a big topic. The title is self-made, the subject is optional, and the requirement is 1,000 words, and the poetry requirement is no less than 40 lines.
The title of Li Qian's composition is "Hope".
Because the marking teacher gave this composition a perfect score, Qi Jie had already given the highest expectations to this composition from the very beginning.
In the end... She was still shocked.
hope?
In this composition, laughing and cursing, talking nonsense. You say hope, he really means a little bit of vigor, but if you really calm down and study carefully, you will feel that there is a lingering old-fashioned feeling between the lines!
To put it simply, this is not like a composition written by a big boy in the second grade of high school, it is more like the nonsense of a middle-aged man who is living a poor life after drinking a piece of wine-but it happens, it cares about every word.
After Qi Jie finished reading, she turned back and looked at the header of the test paper again—it was Li Qian's, that's right.
For a moment, Qi Jie didn't know what to say.
This composition is of course very good, and of course it deserves full marks, but... Li Qian's style of writing has changed too much, right?
"Did he break up with Wang Jinglu? Was he hurt?" she thought.
Then, she decisively found Wang Jinglu's composition, um, 46 points, quite a high score, but this is Wang Jinglu's normal level... The problem is, Wang Jinglu's writing style has not changed! As always, the small details are subtle.
"It seems...it doesn't look like a breakup?"
Qi Jie sat at the desk with a composition in each hand, frowning and thinking hard.
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It was 6:30 in the afternoon, the sky was not yet dark, but the sun was setting, and it was not too long before it got dark.
Qi Jie roughly looked through the exam compositions in the two classes, and went back to read Li Qian's composition again, but she was still puzzled by the issues she cared about. However, she knew that the time was up, and there was no point in procrastinating going home late, so she got up, packed her things and locked the door, ready to go home.
Walking to the stairs on the third floor, listening to the faint sound of the guitar coming from the roof, she paused, stayed in place for a moment, and then walked upstairs.
It was still on the steps leading to the roof on the fifth floor, the old place, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it, then sat down.
On the top of the building, the last song should have just been sung, and it stopped after a few sweeping chords, and then the guitar sounded again, accompanied by the familiar voice I heard last time— —
"The quiet village is covered with white snow,
Doves fly under the cloudy sky,
The two names are engraved on the birch,
They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives.
One day the flames of war burned to my hometown,
The young man took his gun and went to the frontier,
Sweetheart, don't worry about me,
Waiting for my return in that birch forest.
The sky is still cloudy,
There are still doves flying,
Who will prove those,
Love and life without tombstones.
the snow is still falling,
The village is still peaceful,
young people,
Disappeared in the birch forest.
The bad news came that afternoon,
The sweetheart died in battle on the distant battlefield.
She silently came to the birch forest,
Stay there every day eagerly.
She said he was just lost in the distance,
he will come,
Come to this birch forest.
The sky is still cloudy,
There are still doves flying,
..."
Qi Jie sat on the steps, supported her chin with both hands, and slowly closed her eyes while listening.
"What a sad story!" she thought.