The first monthly exam was about to begin.
The section chief of the first year also invited the teachers of each subject for a meeting. At the meeting, he said," The ratio of low-grade questions, mid-grade questions, and high-grade questions is 4:6:5. The difficulty of the big questions will be increased, and the talented students will be selected as the seeds of the competition and nurtured.”
"Good!"
All the teachers nodded and replied. They would set the questions according to the difficulty ratio mentioned by the section leader.
Students with special talents would get extra points in the college entrance examination. If they performed exceptionally well and won a medal with high gold content, they would be noticed by the university in advance and even have the chance to be guaranteed admission to the university.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
As the first bell rang, the first monthly exam of Eastern Sea City No.1 Middle School finally began.
Teacher Yuan was in charge of supervising the first examination hall. She stood on the high podium and could see every move of the students at a glance.
Don't think that the teachers on stage couldn't notice the students 'every move. It was just that most of them chose to ignore it.
The examinees who could be placed in the first examination hall were the students with the best results.
The first 415 questions were all low-grade questions, so they wrote very quickly. When it came to the mid-grade questions, their writing speed began to slow down. When it came to the high-grade questions, most of the examinees scratched their ears and cheeks.
Low-grade questions, mid-grade questions, and high-grade questions. The difficulty of these three parts was like three grades, pulling apart the results of different students.
In the examination hall, there was only one person who was writing furiously from beginning to end.
After the faster candidate answered the first question, he had already handed in his paper.
They were shocked. Originally, they thought that their speed was fast enough, but they never expected Wang Sicheng to actually hand in his paper!
"Are you done?"
Teacher Yuan looked at the test paper that Wang Sicheng handed in and said in shock.
She saw that the other students still had large patches of blank space, but Wang Sicheng had already filled it up and started to hand in his paper.
"Yes."
Wang Sicheng nodded.
He thought to himself, Putting aside the knowledge from high school, I've already mastered it a long time ago. I was born with an eidetic memory, which allowed me to remember the high school knowledge even more firmly. When I need to use it, the answers to the questions on the test paper seem to automatically appear. The speed at which I answer the questions completely depends on the speed at which I write.”
He didn't tell Teacher Yuan about this damned talent in case the other examinees heard it. It would attract too much hatred.
"Goodbye, teacher."
He was in a hurry and had to continue designing the class uniform.
"During this period of time, I've already designed more than ten sets of styles. However, after painting them in different colors, I still have to go back and color them to see what exactly the visual experience is.”
Painting was a one-time thing. When one was immersed in it, an hour would pass as a minute.
School Belle Xi, who was also taking the exam in the first examination hall, saw that she had only completed two big questions. There were still three more big questions that were gradually becoming more difficult. She felt nothing but admiration in her heart.
She was already struggling to do this. She was not confident in answering the rest of the questions.
The 90-minute exam was over. Campus Belle Xi only wrote a few formulas for the final question. She didn't know the specific solution.
"It's so difficult!"
"Yeah, the exam questions this time are so difficult. I don't even know how to do the big questions at the back.”
“……”
It wasn't just one or two students who were complaining. School Belle Xi knew that the exam questions this time were a little difficult. She had a premonition that everyone's results would not be too high this time.
She sighed softly." I hope the questions for the next few subjects aren't that difficult!”
However, the difficulty of the exam this time was relatively high. All the students were dejected and could not be happy.
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Wu Yan, School Belle Xi, Wang Sicheng, and Tang Tang were sipping milk tea as they compared their answers.
"Study God, your answer is wrong!”
"I've made so many mistakes. If I keep making mistakes, I'll fail!" Wu Yan said uneasily.”
"It's your fault for not paying attention in class.”
"You're not a novelist, so why do you read so many novels?" Wang Sicheng said lightly. Do you still want to earn money by writing novels in the future?”
"Don't think too much. You can't earn money by writing novels.”
"Study God, what you said is a little heartbreaking. I was listening in class!”
"You're the one who never listens in class!" Wu Yan glared at him.”
"Alright then."
Wang Sicheng stopped talking. He had indeed never listened in class.
"Study God, we can't learn.”
"Believe it or not, if the monthly exam comes out, the study god will be the first in our year again." Tang Tang said with a face full of admiration.”
"I…"
"Yes!"
Wu Yan could only admire Wang Sicheng, the study god.
They were still studying high school mathematics, but he had already mastered university mathematics.
They were not in the same dimension.
As expected, the day of the release of the results came out, and Wang Sicheng unexpectedly appeared at the top.
"F * ck!"
"Total score: 758!"
Wu Yan was really speechless. The exam questions were so difficult, and he only needed two points to get full marks!
"Study God, please be a person!"
"It's alright, it's alright!"
Wang Sicheng did not take the monthly exam to heart. His mind was on designing the class uniform and expanding the class uniform market.
His mind was spinning.
"During this period of time, under my continuous efforts, I have already designed 25 class uniforms.”
"Each uniform has a variety of colors. There were even some colors that were not available on the market.”
"Therefore, I want to reach an in-depth cooperation with the manufacturer to develop a new dye to dye the fabric.”
"However, before that, I have to apply for a patent for these twenty-five uniforms.”
"This is my intellectual property rights. If there is a manufacturer who violates the copyright, then I can use judicial means to protect my intellectual property rights.”
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