201: Co to my house at 7:30 tonight…
201: Co to my house at 7:30 tonight…
After the baptism of the demonic No.3 Middle School mock Chinese exam last ti, the students were noticeably more stable in their mindset for the first Chinese exam.
Although the essay question was very imaginative, and no school had successfully guessed anything like it in their pre-exam predictions.
“If I could live for a thousand years”
The proposition was very open, it seed that any genre of writing would do.
Environntal protection, cultural heritage, thought and inspiration…
all these were possible topics.
But the graduates hadn’t even fully lived through their short eighteen years.
Asking them to live for a thousand years?
That was tough to write…
When Xia Ye saw this topic, her eyes narrowed slightly.
How should I put it, she had lived for five thousand years…
And in the future, she might well live another few five thousand years.
The hypothesis of only living a thousand years, in the eyes of this ancient being, was akin to dying young…
However, as the spokesperson for acing every exam, she couldn’t show difficulty in the face of any question.
After pondering for a few minutes, she began to write…
11:30, the first Chinese exam ended.
The exam papers were collected by the proctor themselves, and as soon as the students handed in their papers, they imdiately started whispering to each other, eager to discuss.
Xia Yourong was unsure about the final essay she had written, and her gaze shifted to Tian Ye: “Tian Ye, I found this essay topic quite challenging.”
Tian Ye glanced back at her, didn’t answer directly, but stood up and walked over to Xia Ye, who was preparing to leave through the back door of the classroom, and pursed her lips slightly, her deanor unusually humble: “Xia Ye, how did you approach the essay this ti?”
Xia Ye was quite open and didn’t hide anything, saying directly, “A thousand years is too short, I want to live for five thousand years~”
No sooner had her words settled than Yourong’s uncontrollable laughter spilled over: “Sis, you’ve gone off-topic.
They wanted us to write about what aningful things we’d do if we could live to a thousand years, but you…”
Getting a perfect score on an essay doesn’t really an you have talent, does it?
She shook her head as she packed up her stationery, ready to go out for lunch, completely unaware of Tian Ye’s expression in the back row of the classroom.
Tian Ye looked slightly stunned.
Right, why hadn’t he thought of such a clever angle?
What Yourong was saying wasn’t about how the question wanted you to write, but rather the first thought that popped into every exam taker’s mind upon seeing the topic.
If everyone wrote that way, what would be novel about it?
Yet Xia Ye could take an unconventional approach, starting from the point that a thousand years was too short, imdiately giving the exam markers a refreshingly new impression, allowing her essay to stand out among the many monochro argunts…
Outside the school campus, Jiang Xuan leaned against what appeared to be an unassuming black business car.
The n from the Xia Family stood scattered around him.
The bell signaling the end of the exam had already rung, and the brothers were sowhat nervous.
After all, they didn’t know if the morning’s events had affected Little Tiangao’s mood.
The examinees hadn’t co out yet, and the gatekeeper was dutifully guarding the tightly shut gates.
Xia Xing, peering through large sunglasses and the brim of his lowered fisherman’s hat, stared anxiously at the school gate.
Xia Xian paid close attention to the parents making phone calls to their children around him, gauging the relative difficulty of the Chinese exam based on their expressions.
Xia Tiao paced back and forth, almost polishing the bluestone bricks beneath his feet with the soles of his shoes.
Jiang Xuan stood casually leaning against the car, hands in his pockets, looking relaxed but with a hint of disdain in his gaze towards the three n.
It’s only a college entrance exam, no need to be so anxious.
But the next second, when Xia Xing excitedly shouted “They’re opening the gate!”, Jiang Xuan’s countenance quickly shifted as he straightened up and looked over in that direction.
The school gate was crowded with students and their parents rushing forward.
Xia Ye was wearing plain school trousers and a short-sleeved white T-shirt with no design, blending into the throng of people unremarkably.
Yet even in such a situation, in a sea of faces, Jiang Xuan spotted Xia Ye at first glance.
This wasn’t any special ability, he just saw her.
Seconds later, as Xia Ye drew closer, the brothers also caught sight of her and stepped forward to greet her.
“Wow, those n are all so handso!”
“You didn’t notice the even handsor guy standing by the car!”
“I saw them waiting for a long ti, I didn’t expect the student they were waiting for to be so beautiful too, and they look so alike, she must be their sister, right?”
“Son, I didn’t expect No.3 Middle School to have such a high-quality school beauty!”
“What are you talking about?
Look at her school trousers, she’s obviously from First Middle School!
Our school doesn’t have a school beauty like her!”
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