Jiang Mianmian spent her days at school, listening attentively to the teachers during the day and seizing every mont in the evening to study about color television in the system.
She had to study four thick professional books for quite a long ti.
And after briefly flipping through them, she found so of the content was too abstruse, and she couldn’t understand it at all right now.
Don’t ask, for asking only brings regret.
But the intelligence points had been deducted, and giving up would be too much of a loss, so she had no choice but grit her teeth and learn!
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Busy tis always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was ti for the school’s mid-term exam.
After half a sester of interaction, Zhong Yuan had co to understand Jiang Mianmian much better and knew that she was also a very diligent and earnest student in her studies.
She could always learn what the teacher taught imdiately and would even use the knowledge points ntioned by the teachers to draw inferences about other cases.
The more Zhong Yuan understood Jiang Mianmian, the stronger his desire to win beca, and he was very eager to have a head-to-head competition with his little deskmate.
Soon, Zhong Yuan got his chance.
During class, when Teacher Qiu announced that there would be a mid-term exam tomorrow, Zhong Yuan looked at his little deskmate with eager anticipation and said, "Jiang Mianmian, this is great, tomorrow is the mid-term exam, we can finally have a proper comparison."
Seeing how excited Zhong Yuan was, Jiang Mianmian teased him with a smile, "Yes, the exam is tomorrow, Zhong Yuan, look back and see, out of all our classmates, I’m afraid only you are this happy at the news of the exam."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuan looked back and indeed saw his classmates with looks of distress, as if they had suffered a major blow.
Zhong Yuan laughed inappropriately, "That’s what they get for not listening attentively during class, it’s too late for regrets now."
Jiang Mianmian also nodded in agreent, as she deeply understood the minds of these poor students, after all, in her last life, she was one of them.
When class was over, Tian Weiwei also ca running over excitedly to find Zhong Yuan and Jiang Mianmian.
"Jiang Mianmian, Zhong Yuan, the mid-term exam is tomorrow, have you two prepared?" Tian Weiwei looked at them with a slight challenge in her eyes.
"I’ve been ready for a while now, co at us," Jiang Mianmian said, stretching out her hand in a martial arts gesture, causing both of them to laugh heartily.
Tian Weiwei and Zhong Yuan were good friends; she loved to run over to their class during breaks, with or without reason, to discuss learning insights and various problem-solving approaches with them.
After half a sester of getting along, Jiang Mianmian had also beco very good friends with Tian Weiwei and Zhong Yuan.
Their interactions were filled with joy, but the other students in the class often looked at them with faces full of awe.
Because they never understood what these top students were talking about, as if they were discussing sothing as impenetrable as a heavenly script that left their heads spinning, but it sounded very impressive.
Indeed, only the top students were fit to hang out together!
"I’m ready too, so let’s reveal our true abilities at the mid-term exam," Zhong Yuan said happily.
"Alright."
The three of them agreed, and the next day during the exam, Zhong Yuan had a look of regret as soon as he glanced at the test paper.
Good students always attract extra attention from the teachers, and the teacher distributing the papers noticed Zhong Yuan’s expression and ca over with a smile, asking, "Zhong Yuan, what’s wrong? Is there a problem with the test paper?"
Zhong Yuan shook his head, "Nothing, teacher, there’s no problem with the test paper."
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