The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

In the afternoon is their preliminary examination.

At noon, everyone went to have lunch in a dazed state. Because of this little episode in the morning, the boys and girls in Jingshi No. 1 Middle School kindly decided to have lunch together.

Lu Hongxi was a little honored: "Do we look like flower protectors?"

The combination of 11 boys and 4 girls is a bit interesting.

Yao Jinchen, Zhao Qingheng's deskmate, didn't let go of this opportunity to tease someone: "I think we are going on a spring outing."

"..."

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

After lunch, everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers, and then they all went back to their dormitories to sleep.

This kind of high-intensity course, even Zhao Qingheng, a wealthy genius who didn't know how much money he spent on it, felt that his brain was not good enough.

He has been in contact with mathematics since he was a child, especially in competitions. It has been almost ten years. In contrast, Yan Kun's class and Jiang Beiyu's class are both brain-intensive, but Jiang Beiyu's class is obviously in some details. Much more, and Yan Kun, this is his real competitive thinking.

As soon as the lunch break was over, their preliminary examination began in the afternoon.

In these ten days, there must be more than one exam.

Each ranking will be announced.

This is a real training camp. Regardless of whether everyone is on the same starting line or not, at this point, they are all facing the same level of test.

No one is exempt.

Is it meaningful to care about the so-called ranking now?

Significant.

Only when the grades and rankings are bloody in front of you, will you know the meaning of hard work.

To be able to come to the present, everyone's thinking must be much better than that of their peers.

But the difficulty of this test is another subversion of everyone's cognition.

These top students selected from each school, in this short period of two hours, all realized what is called "there is no hardest, only harder".

By the way, he regained his hatred for Yan.

It's not without reason that Teacher Yan Kun is always worried about other people's dark sharks.

Then, the man said brazenly: "It's not bad if you get a score of 70 or more on this paper. Don't put too much pressure on everyone."

Everyone: Do you think anyone is willing to talk to you?

Yan Kun wasn't embarrassed either, it could be seen from his thick hair that this man had no heart.

Su Nanzhi was indeed not idle during these two hours.

According to the current competition standards, the amount of questions in this paper is indeed a bit too much.

It was only after the winding bell rang that Su Nanzhi could barely put away her pen.

Su Nanzhi's eyes were dull: I'm sleepy.

But at this time, everyone is in a state of being out of their bodies.

Tired and tired.

Even Yao Jinchen, who is usually the liveliest, looks like a bird with broken wings - he can't jump up and down.

"I have to regard anyone who can score more than 85 in this exam as a god."

A perfect score of one hundred.

In the examination room, mourning was everywhere.

It was obvious that everyone was hit hard, but there were quite a few introverted top students who tried their best to maintain the superficial tranquility.

It's just a rough test, but it's not about to lose hope.

No matter how depressed the mood was, the top students managed to stabilize their expressions.

Of course, judging from their expressions, it is not known who did well or poorly in the exam.

Everyone knows that bitches are everywhere, especially at the high-score level.