Chapter 51 Cultural Subjects College Entrance Examination

June 7.

The first day of the Xiaguo College Entrance Examination.

As a national cultural selection examination second only to the martial arts college entrance examination in importance, its supervision and review are strictly enforced.

Soldiers with live ammunition are on duty outside the examination room.

The advanced signal shielding armored vehicles in the military are also driven into the campus.

The examination rooms of Qinhai No. 1 Middle School are so quiet that it is suffocating.

There is only the sound of writing.

The first subject is Chinese.

This is the subject that Qi Sui is least good at.

It is different from science exams. There is no standard answer. It is more inclined to emotional thinking, especially the last essay. Every exam is a drag on Qi Sui.

Fortunately, although he did not awaken the "Novelist" profession through "writing novels" during this period, his essay writing ability has been significantly improved.

"Huh!"

The bell rang at the end of the exam.

Qi Sui wrote the last word perfectly, and then broke away from the state of [Focus] lv2.

This test paper was very easy to do, and I was quite satisfied with it.

The students in the same examination room all had calm expressions. They packed up their things and left the classroom. They had to hurry up to eat and take a nap, and then have enough energy to deal with the afternoon exam.

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Mathematics.

Qi Sui's absolute trump card subject.

As the subject that can best differentiate between students' levels, every year's exam basically requires 50% of simple questions, 30% of difficult questions and 20% of the final questions to be prepared.

However, the difficulty of this year's exam seems to be a bit too great.

Qi Sui rubbed his eyebrows.

Starting from the first multiple-choice question, two traps were set, which tested the thinking logic of the test taker.

"It seems that this year's math exam should be the most difficult one in the past 20 years!"

Qi Sui rubbed his eyebrows, pulled up the intensity of brain activity, and quickly wrote down the answer.

It was not until half an hour before the end that Qi Sui put the pen tip into the sheath. This speed was already very slow, almost twice the time it took to simulate the questions on weekdays.

While checking the answers, he observed his classmates in the examination room with the corner of his eyes.

Now, everyone obviously lost the calmness they had in the morning.

Some people had ferocious expressions, scratched their heads, wrote and drew on the draft paper, but they were still a little short of thinking and could not calculate the final answer.

Others had already given up, and they couldn't do it anyway, so they lazily lay on the table, either planning to repeat a year or looking forward to upgrading from a junior college to a university.

Several girls with fragile mentalities sobbed, and their tears fell down, soaking the snow-white test paper.

In short, there were all kinds of people in the examination room.

Qi Sui took it calmly, checked the test paper three times, and the end bell rang.

As long as you are willing to work hard and sweat on weekdays, plus a little help from the system, everything will seem so natural.

...

Maybe because the math test is too difficult, the questions in the following subjects are relatively simple.

When the final bell of the last subject rang, it also announced that the high school career of all the candidates in Xiaguo's senior year had come to an end.

Of course, students like Qi Sui who signed up for the martial arts test still need to take the corresponding test selection three days later.

In the evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a gentle painter, gently caressing the tender faces of countless students with golden brushstrokes.

No matter what the results are or what the future holds, at least this moment is the most relaxing and beautiful.

The school gate was crowded with countless parents who were looking forward to it.

Qi Sui followed the crowd and walked out, and successfully found his parents in the dark group of parents.

"Mom, the test is over!"

Qi Sui squinted his eyes, enjoying the breeze on his face, and handed the pencil case to his father who took it.

Zhang Fen sat in a wheelchair and asked with expectation: "Xiao Sui, how did you do in the exam?"

"I feel good, I should be able to get 700 points."

For a genius like Qi Sui, estimating the score does not require reference answers at all. You can guess it almost right based on your state and feeling in the exam room.

Qi Sui said this number quite conservatively, and it should be around 730 if you are bold.

Although this sentence was not loud, it still attracted the attention of countless parents and students around.

More than 700 points... is it true?

The abnormal difficulty of mathematics in this year's college entrance examination is well known. Some college entrance examination experts predict that this year's first and second-tier score lines should be about 20 points lower than in previous years.

In previous years, 700 points was a very impressive score. This year's 700 points... wouldn't it be the provincial champion?

"Shitou, don't pay attention to him, he's just trying to attract attention and spread anxiety here."

"Mom, everyone can brag, I even said I can get 720!"

"That's right, even though my grades are not good, I still have to be honest."

"..."

The eyes of most people around were full of strong suspicion.

Qi Sui touched his nose and didn't care about these remarks.

There are always gossips, but if you don't listen, they will disappear.

Can their gossips reduce your grades by one point?

Instead, it was the father Qi Hewei who stood up. His hunched back from working in the mine for many years was straightened at this moment, and his face was full of pride.

"My child said he could get 700 points, so the minimum score is 700 points. He got the first place in the city in the last mock exam. I believe he can go further in the college entrance examination!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

I thought it was a clown, but I didn't expect to run into a great god!

Soon, someone recognized Qi Sui's distinctive tall and burly figure.

"Mom, that's Qi Shen, who I told you about many times. He is a legendary figure in our Qinhai No. 1 Middle School. He took three years to improve from the bottom of the school to the first place!" A girl shouted excitedly.

It further confirmed what Qi Hewei said just now.

Many reporters noticed the commotion here and gathered around with microphones.

"Student Qi, I heard that you ranked first in the Qinhai City mock exam last time. What do you want to say about this college entrance examination?"

"Uncle Qi, your family has some secrets to raising such an excellent child. Can you share them with the general family through our platform!"

"Student Qi, can you introduce your daily study secrets to your juniors?"

"..."

With more than a dozen microphones pressed against his mouth, Qi Sui had a black line on his forehead. He really didn't want to be in the limelight.

After a few simple responses, he pushed his mother's wheelchair outside.

As for his father, he couldn't move him after a few attempts, so he could only let him talk in front of a group of reporters.

"Ahem, there is no trick. It's mainly because the child has a good brain since childhood and has developed good study habits."

"First of all, I think we as parents should set an example for our children..."

Qi Sui blushed after hearing these words. He was notoriously stupid when he was a child. He once suspected that his IQ was sucked away by his sister in the womb.

He and his mother Zhang Fen looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that his father straightened his spine because of him, he, who never cared about false reputation, still felt a faint sense of satisfaction in his heart.

In this case, let's make the smiles on his parents' faces brighter in the next martial arts college entrance examination.

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