I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"No." Cai Yibin shook his head honestly.

"Then forget it. It seems you're not very talented." Mo Xiangwen shook his head with a look of regret: "You can only go this far in this life."

"Damn, stop beating around the bush and just tell me."

"It's a notebook, a notebook."

Mo Xiangwen flipped through a few more pages for him to see, then took them back to his shocked gaze.

"Envy?"

"I'm not envious. Where did you get it?"

Cai Yibin managed to pull his gaze away, but the distorted expression of envy on his face betrayed him.

"I already said, I borrowed it from a friend."

"How much did it cost? Is there any other way you can help me borrow it?"

Only those who have strayed from the right path and turned back to their old ways know how important a book filled with notes is.

I missed out on so much during those lazy days.

Even if you were given a book full of notes to copy, you'd still have to copy until your fingers were sore and aching.

"I didn't spend a single penny." Mo Xiangwen sighed, "Money is no object, saying things like that is so hurtful."

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death!"

Chapter Seven: What three models? Just a roadside stall!

"What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm resting with my eyes closed."

"It's the last mock exam, aren't you going to study a little longer?"

Cai Yibin found it strange. Usually, he was the most diligent student in the class, but as the exam approached, everyone else was busy cramming for the exam, while he was sitting calmly in his chair with his eyes closed.

“Old Cai, as long as you work hard enough in your daily life, it won’t make a difference if you don’t work hard for a while.”

Mo Xiangwen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a dragon king's smile.

"If you can work hard like I do every day, the third mock exam will be nothing more than a roadside prodigy."

So cool, so cool.

He used to be such a weakling who was always cramming at the last minute; he had no right to say such nonsense.

"Hiss, Lao Mo, I never realized you were such a show-off before," Cai Yibin gasped, taking a deep breath of cold noodles. "I think you're getting more and more of a punchable jerk lately."

"Wait, a gentleman uses words, not fists," Mo Xiangwen exclaimed in surprise.

Cai Yibin snorted coldly, then cleverly applied what the other party had recently said: "I am a barbarian."

Despite saying that, Tsai Yi-pin did not actually take action.

"Honestly, it's not like you to not be using this time to review."

"It seems my image in your mind has changed very quickly." Mo Xiangwen sighed and said honestly, "Okay, I'm a little nervous."

This statement wasn't a lie to Cai Yibin; he was indeed a little nervous now.

After many years, I sat in the examination room again, and the first thing I did was take the last mock exam before the college entrance examination.

Fortunately, it's not the college entrance exam, so he still has some time to adjust his mental state.

"Oh, I'm a little nervous too." Cai Yibin nodded. "Anyway, everyone's nervous, so it's not surprising."

Mo Xiangwen looked around. Since most of the books on the tables had been moved to the corridor, there were basically no obstructions on the students' desks.

The view was exceptionally good, with an unobstructed vista.

As Cai Yibin said, the classroom is now filled with a tense atmosphere before the exam.

Even students like Liao Feiyang, who go out to internet cafes at night and catch up on sleep in class during the day, are cramming for exams at the last minute.

Under the influence of such an environment, it is inevitable that anyone's emotions will be stirred up, and they will feel more tense.

The sharp ringing of the bell broke the somewhat heavy and quiet atmosphere of the campus, followed by a familiar yet unfamiliar voice announcing the start of the proceedings.

The exam will begin in fifteen minutes. Students who have not yet entered the exam room, please do so as soon as possible.

Upon hearing the announcement, the students stood up, put their books in the corridor, picked up their stationery, and rushed to the examination room.

"I'm leaving now. My exam room is in the multimedia classroom." Cai Yibin picked up his stationery, said goodbye, and left.

Mo Xiangwen wasn't in a hurry, since his exam room was right in his own classroom; he just had to walk a couple of steps forward.

However, as students from other classes flooded in, he had no choice but to take his stationery and wait quietly at his seat.

His exam seat number was right in front of the podium, so it was easy to find.

As the teacher walked into the classroom carrying a stack of test papers, the previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

He was twirling his pen in a completely shameless manner when he looked up and exclaimed, "Wow, isn't that his homeroom teacher, Xiang Ming?"

Xiang Ming also noticed this student who had changed a lot recently, so he smiled and nodded at him.

Xiang Ming glanced around and saw that no one was absent. He then cleared his throat and began to speak: "The difficulty of this exam is similar to that of the college entrance examination. Please take this exam seriously so that you can have a clear understanding of your level after the exam and then fill in any gaps in your knowledge."

"Each classroom has at least two teachers proctoring the exam, and there are also roving proctors outside the corridor."

"If any of your classmates have inappropriate thoughts, I advise you to put those thoughts away."

"After all, what you earn through your own hard work is what truly belongs to you."

"Without further ado, I wish all students excellent results in the third mock exam."

After he finished speaking, another proctor walked in.

The two whispered to each other for a moment, and after confirming that the test papers were correct, they distributed them.

When Mo Xiangwen received the test paper and barcode from the teacher, he felt a long-lost sense of excitement.

I carefully filled in my personal information on the exam paper before starting to read the questions.

After a cursory review, my previously excited heart was suddenly filled with a deathly silence.

[Exam time is up. Please begin answering the questions.]

As the exam bell rang, the sound of pens scratching against exam papers filled the examination room.

Mo Xiangwen gritted his teeth and picked up his pen to continue writing.

......

All four subjects were completed in one day, which shows that the school went to great lengths to save students more time to review.

After finishing the exam and returning to the dormitory to rest, Cai Yibin, who was in high spirits, walked into the dormitory and saw the other six people lying on their beds with ashen faces, not saying a word.

He understands the situation with the others, but it's just that they didn't perform well enough.

But what's wrong with Mo Xiangwen, that jerk? Isn't Liao Feiyang from another dorm?

Could it be...

"Old Liao, what's wrong?" After hesitating for a moment, Cai Yibin decided to put the happy things aside.

"The teacher said that if I still can't even get into a junior college this time, then they'll ask my parents to come in for a talk."

"Why? There are plenty of people who can't even pass the junior college entrance exam. Are other people calling their parents too?"

"No, it's mainly because I got caught by my homeroom teacher the other day when I sneaked out to stay out all night."

As soon as he said that, two other people in the dormitory let out a wail—they were the ones who had climbed over the wall with Liao Feiyang that day to go out and play games.

Since Liao Feiyang was caught, they naturally couldn't escape either.

Now that you mention it, Cai Yibin remembered, since it was he who told Liao Feiyang.

But he didn't know what to say, so he just patted him on the shoulder and silently mourned for him.

"Old Mo, let me tell you, I feel the difficulty of the questions this time is not too bad."

Liao Feiyang could ask directly, but there was no reason why this stinky test-taker would do poorly on the exam, so Cai Yibin decided to test the waters first.

"Hmm—, I understand." Mo Xiangwen snorted, drawing out the sound with his nose, clearly not wanting to talk to him.

Cai Yibin felt a little relieved and continued, "Luckily, you told me before that I could ask the old teacher for the contact information of the outstanding senior students, so I was able to buy their books."

"Alright, I know, shut up." Mo Xiangwen covered his ears, looking like he didn't want to hear him nagging anymore.

Seeing him like this, Cai Yibin felt even more relieved.

Could it be that we can teach this stinky dog ​​a lesson today?

Comfort? This bastard needs his comfort?

"Thanks to you, I feel like I performed quite well this time, and my score should be much higher than before."

"Okay, remember to send me a big red envelope later."

“Of course, but before that…” Cai Yibin’s eyes lit up, and then he asked, “Old Mo, how did your exam go?”

"Hmph hmph hmph ahh ...

Chapter Eight: Sigh, boys. Sigh, so immature. (4000 words combined)

Childish, too childish.

He's an adult, how can he act like a high school student?

It must be due to the combined effects of hormones and the high school campus atmosphere that I was affected.

That's a truly heinous crime, alas.

Mo Xiangwen flipped through the English book in his hands with some irritation, while reciting the contents of the book in a low voice.

“They said they saw our old teacher today, and he seemed to be in a good mood.” Cai Yibin nudged his elbow.

"Really?" Mo Xiangwen looked up and saw the homeroom teacher, Xiang Ming, walking into the classroom with the test papers. "Yeah, he does seem pretty happy."

"How did you know?"

"Because the teacher is already standing on the podium, and everyone can tell from his expression that he's in a good mood." He tapped his fingers on the table, replying somewhat impatiently.

"What's wrong? You look upset. Is it because you didn't perform well in the mock exam?"

“No, although that’s part of the reason,” Mo Xiangwen sighed softly, “the main reason isn’t that.”

"what is that?"

"Don't ask, I don't want to talk about it."

"It's just a mock exam, not the real college entrance exam." Cai Yibin assumed he hadn't performed well on the exam, so he patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "Besides, you can think of it in a positive light. Even though you didn't perform well, I did."

"Get lost. If you have any more questions, go ask the teacher yourself. Don't bother me."

"whee."

"Students, please be quiet. We're about to hand out the mock exam papers."

The homeroom teacher, holding a yellow ruler that was at least an arm's length long, slammed it twice on the podium, making several loud "smack" sounds.

The classroom, which was as noisy as a vegetable market, was finally silenced by the two loud bangs.

"After you receive the test paper, remember to use the questions you got wrong to adjust your study methods."

"Maintain the question types you do well on."

"For the types of questions you get wrong, reflect on why you got them wrong. If you don't understand something, ask your classmates or teachers for help as soon as possible."

"Try not to make the same mistake next time. Putting aside the difficult questions, make sure you get the points you deserve for the simple and common questions."

"Now let's start distributing the test papers. Group leaders, please come up here."

At the teacher's command, several students quickly went up and took the test papers from his hands.

He finally waited for the group leader to come to his seat, and was about to take the test paper from the group leader when the group leader took it back.

Mo Xiangwen was wondering if he had taken the wrong one, but then he saw that the group leader looked like he had seen a ghost, his gaze shifting back and forth between him and the test paper. After looking at it for a long time, he reluctantly handed the test paper to him.

He took the test paper and saw that at the top of the paper, 122 points were written in big red pen.