"She means..." Standing on the sidewalk paved with bluestone, Zhang Yan's heart was beating constantly, as if even his mother's rolling pin had lost its deterrence. Now the last important thing has become "Study hard and get into the first high school, and meet Liu Mingjie successfully."

As soon as Zhang Yan got home, he immediately announced something, "From now on, start to review his homework at full speed. What should I do? Let's talk about it after the high school entrance examination!" After that, he went to review his homework. Zhou Yulan held a rolling pin in her hand, but she was not able to do it after all. She was so anxious before, so she gave a rolling pin. Now she calmed down and felt that no matter how much money it was, it would not be as important as her son's schooling, so she could only bear it and wait until she didn't pass the exam before she could calculate the total account. However, the death penalty was avoided, and the crime of living could not be escaped. Zhou Yulan lowered Zhang Yan's food standard by one level, and put half of the beef, and was preparing to make up for the loss with the vegetable money.

As the days passed, the price of quails fell sharply as Zhang Yan expected, which made Zhou Yulan feel much better. "Zhang Yan sold quails privately" also turned into "My son was really sure that he knew that the quails were going to drop, so he sold them first." The supply of food for Zhang Yan was also much better, and large pieces of beef and goubangzi roast chicken were supplied in turn, just like the New Year was over.

Zhang Yan weighed three or five pounds. It was a good thing to eat well, but Zhang Yan always felt that something had been missed by him, and this premonition was getting stronger and stronger. Zhang Yan didn't know what went wrong and became anxious. Zhou Yulan saw it and thought that Zhang Yan had anxiety disorder in the middle school entrance examination and didn't care.

After a few days like this, it was finally the evening of July 9th. Zhang Yan did not review it very late today. He just took a brief look at the review outline and went to bed early. Zhang Yan never believed in the saying that he had to sleep well before the exam. He had to sleep well before he could get the exam well.

Usually, Zhang Yan is just a person who just touches the pillow, but today Zhang Yan can't sleep no matter how hard he counts down and falls asleep in a daze......

"Now start handing out the papers!" The teacher's words rang in Zhang Yan's ears, and Zhang Yan suddenly woke up...

In the empty classroom, there were only two students, myself and Liu Mingjie. There were dozens of teachers sitting around. They looked down at the paper. It was the geometry question. Zhang Yan only looked at it for a moment and sweated! This question was too difficult. Even if Zhang Yan was at the top of the first level of Geometry Algebra, he didn't dare to say that he could answer it all. Moreover, it was not a difficult question. Every question after the multiple-choice question was difficult. Zhang Yan looked up at Liu Mingjie, and saw that her face was flushed, and her nose was sweating, and she was almost crying.

Liu Mingjie is very good at liberal arts, and her Chinese compositions are all model essays of the year, but algebraic geometry is a little worse. If it is a low-difficulty question, it is fine, and you can hand in a good answer with your memory. However, Zhang Yan knew that she could not answer the difficulty of today's test paper.

"What should I do!" Zhang Yan looked around. The teacher's face was very serious and his eyes were also shining. Zhang Yan had to lower his head and try to answer the paper. At the same time, he was preparing for the copy. Seeing that there was not much time, Zhang Yan raised his hand and prepared to throw the copy over...

"Zhang Yan, what are you doing..." Just as Zhang Yan raised his hand, the teachers around him took action together to press Zhang Yan firmly on his seat...

"Ah!" Zhang Yan made a clever trick and woke up suddenly. He looked at his right hand with lingering fear, and was amused and laughed. At some point, he had a rubber band on his right glove, which made his hands so bloodless. Zhang Yan took off the rubber band, wiped the sweat from his head, suddenly screamed, hurried to the desk, turned on the desk lamp, took out the paper and pen and started drawing.

The test questions in my dream are real and will definitely appear in the exam. These have been verified ten years ago. His uneasiness has not been in him, but in Liu Mingjie. In my memory, Liu Mingjie failed to get a few points in math and did not get into a high school after losing a few points. She left Zhang Yan's regretful gaze.

The door suddenly opened, Zhou Yulan walked in, touched Zhang Yan's forehead, and asked with some concern: "Zhang Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhang Yan didn't look up, and drew the question on the paper on the pen. He smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I don't know how to solve one problem. I'll ask my classmates later!" After speaking, he had finished drawing a few pictures. Zhang Yan picked up the paper and patted it on the table. After it was neatly folded, he turned around and was about to go out. Zhou Yulan hurriedly grabbed him.

"You are crazy. It's eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. Your classmate has already gone to bed. You should stay at home honestly and go back tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Yan pushed away his mother's hand and explained with a smile: "Mom, you are also a graduate of No. 1 Middle School. Why don't you know the schedule of No. 1 Middle School students? Those who sleep at 11 o'clock are all poor students, those who sleep at 12 o'clock are all ordinary students, and those who are good students sleep at one o'clock. If you want to be the best, you have to go to bed at two o'clock. I guess he must be still reading books now."

"Then what kind of student do you think you go to bed at 10 o'clock every day?"

"I am considered a genius student, and the combination of work and rest is much better than those stupid people!"

Zhou Yulan thought about it, so she let go of Zhang Yan's hand. She felt worried and asked, "Who are you looking for?" Zhang Yan didn't answer and ran away without getting dressed. Zhou Yulan shook her head and began to clean up Zhang Yan's textbook.

"Huhuhuhuhuhu" Zhang Yan ran downstairs to Liu Mingjie's house in one breath based on his memory. He was so tired that he was too poor. He had to exercise well in the future. Zhang Yan despised himself and looked up at the windows upstairs. The windows on the third floor were filled with dim light, which was probably Liu Mingjie's home.

"Hey, young man, why are you here for here?" Zhang Yan turned around and saw an old man tremblingly from the doorman with an armband on his hand. Zhang Yan went over to help him and told him about his affairs. The old man looked at Zhang Yan carefully and asked, "Are you really her classmate?"

Zhang Yan was a little depressed. He could not pretend to be a classmate. Besides, why was he so unpopular? A pure little boy who was out of water was suspected of telling the truth. Zhang Yan pretended to be very innocent and said without blinking: "We are all from Class One in three years. I am her deskmate, sitting in the second row."

"Young man is very troublesome..." The old man said half a day. Zhang Yan was anxious and didn't dare to say it, so he just waited for the old man to let go.

"I even found out which row I found out, but it still doesn't work. I have seen you like this. Last month, a little fat man came here, and he also said that he was a classmate of the Liu family, named Ge Liang. He said so much more detailed than you. I exposed it. In the end, he went back honestly." The old man's words surprised Zhang Yan. Ge Liang was really his classmate, so why couldn't he enter?

"Uncle, how did you see it?"

"Think about it, what is his name? Ge Liang and Ge Liang, that is Zhuge Liang, there is a pig missing. Where did the pig that you said is gone? It has fallen on my head. He is burying me. He said I am a pig, and I am not polite, so he beat him out." The old man was a little proud of this and lowered his head and hummed. "Passing five passes, killing six generals, riding one after another, and loyalty and righteousness for thousands of miles..."

Zhang Yan was happy after hearing this. No wonder Ge Liang made a few cuts on his face last month. It turned out that this was the case. But he didn't even come in. Ge Liang didn't come in, and he probably couldn't get in. Thinking of this, Zhang Yan was a little worried. In the end, Zhang Yan could only use his last move and shouted: "Liu Mingjie, I have something to look for you!"

The light on the second floor suddenly turned on. Under the light, a slim figure walked out of the room and walked to the balcony. She couldn't see clearly with her back light. She seemed to have gained a little weight. Zhang Yan was a little confused. Is this person Liu Mingjie? He asked tentatively: "Liu Mingjie?"

With a whistle, a basin of water poured down directly, making Zhang Yan's whole body soak. On the second floor, a soprano scolded: "That family is suffering from plague and doesn't sleep in the middle of the night. She's screaming here, looking for death!" Other people who were on the window also agreed, saying that Zhang Yan's is not.

"How is it, young man, are you still waiting?" Seeing that Zhang Yan was a little embarrassed, the old man handed over a hand towel and asked him to wipe his face.

"No." Zhang Yan wiped his face and shivered all over. Although it was summer, it was still quite cold at night. This old lady was too cruel. She probably poured down her foot wash. When she met such a strong opponent, Zhang Yan had no choice but to admit defeat and took out the test questions in her pocket. Zhang Yan said, "Old man, this is my mock test question. Since you don't believe me, then I'll hand it over to Liu Mingjie. Be sure to let her figure it out tonight."

After saying that, Zhang Yan put the test questions on the old man's hand, then sorted out his hair that was still dripping, and walked out magically. Sometimes Zhang Yan is a duck, and everything else is rotten, so he still has to hold on to his face.

Just as Zhang Yan walked out of the mailroom, footsteps were heard in a hurry, and a girl's voice came from behind: "Zhang Yan, is it you?" Today, Zhang Yan had heard this voice for the second time, and turned around with joy. He really saw a girl wearing a white pajama and looking at herself with a smile.
Chapter completed!