Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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In the next two days, Yang Rui spent half of his time copying and organizing the test papers, and half of his time browsing the papers and books hidden in his mind.

When he was a research monk, he was quite serious about his studies and experiments, and he also dreamed of full-time scientific research after graduation. However, under the background of the expansion of postgraduate enrollment, it is too difficult for the graduate students of the Department of Biology to find a real research job. If they are not willing to do temporary work feeding mice or washing flasks, scientific research and graduate students are like strangers.

It's different now.

Not to mention the large number of papers and books already in his mind, just the knowledge he has mastered, those theories and experiments that he is not familiar with, are enough to send him to the top research institutions in China.

Yang Rui thinks more about how to make full use of them.

Slowly, carefully, and make the most of them.

Different from Yang Rui's silent thinking and copying work, Wang Guohua was shaking his head and reciting the title almost all the time.

The more he memorized it, the more effective it became.

Although many of the questions Yang Rui gave him were very simple, when encountering new questions, he could always apply the old ones.

Wang Guohua didn't know that this was a classic example question that had been tested by the tactics of later generations, but he knew that he definitely scored well.

For a repeat student, this feeling is like a stimulant.

For two full days, Wang Guohua sat next to Yang Rui, ignoring anyone and doing nothing except occasionally asking him a few questions, just focusing on memorizing the questions.

The Chinese teacher came to class, and he recited the sample questions; the English teacher came to class, and he recited the sample questions; in the self-study class, he recited the sample questions;

The level of teachers in Xibao Middle School is good or bad, but Wang Guohua knows that there is no teacher here who can improve his grades in a single subject.

Wang Guohua decided to trust Yang Rui.

The unusual appearance of the two naturally attracted the attention of some people. And whenever someone asked, Wang Guohua would reply with one sentence: "I learned new methods in Yang Rui's study group."

Then continue to cover your head and recite the questions.

Someone asked Yang Rui,

He also only said that it was a new method he had learned, without any special explanation.

It is very difficult to convince others with words. He has a good relationship with Wang Guohua, knows his nature well, and made a targeted demonstration and a targeted learning plan. Only then did he win his trust.

He doesn't want to do it again.

Just use Wang Guohua as a demonstration.

Wednesday.

The test is coming as scheduled.

There are 68 people in the remelting class, and the classroom is full.

The classroom is surprisingly bright.

Although it is only a one-story house, according to the concept of later generations, it is also a large house with a height of four or five meters and a height of four or five meters. The interior decoration is a bit shabby, with cement plastered blackboards, wooden benches without backrests, and hard rammed earth. noodle……

Yang Rui sat in the middle of the classroom,

The basic test is not as formal as the college entrance examination. There are a total of seven subjects, and only five of them are tested, and the test is completed in one day. The scores are the same as those of the college entrance examination, with scores for Chinese and mathematics, and scores for physics, chemistry and English. There is no need to get to the bottom of politics and biology.

The total score of the college entrance examination, if you want to go to university, you need at least a score in science, that is, more than half of the score to be hopeful.

In Xibao Middle School, those who can score in the test are considered top students.

Yang Rui's previous score was just in the top, he was ranked in the middle of the new class, and he was ranked at the bottom in the returning class.

The Chinese teacher brought down the ink-smelling paper, sat on the desk, and stared at it.

The roll paper is thin and slightly yellowed. The handwriting is of different shades, all handwritten, but it can be read clearly.

There are no multiple-choice questions in the entire set of papers. The first part is a pinyin question, which requires the translation of sentences composed of pinyin into words. It is as simple as a primary school student's question, but only 2 points.

The second part is to fill in the blanks with general knowledge of literature. The 12 small questions are worth 12 points, but it makes Yang Rui a little bit embarrassed. Fortunately, he had a memory to search for, and he finally filled in the blanks of which Five Classics are. As for which one of Lu Xun's lyrical essays, he could only answer randomly.

Afterwards, reading comprehension, language structure, classical Chinese, composition and other topics can be answered without reviewing. Yang Rui took the time to answer the Chinese paper and calculated it by himself. Maybe he will get more points for the big questions, and after the synthesis, he may still pass, which is about the same as his previous grades.

The bell of "jingle bell" rang at the right time.

The Chinese teacher was still sitting on the desk, looking around, and said solemnly: "Everyone stop writing, and the monitor puts away the papers."

A girl stood up in response, and collected the papers from the back to the front.

When she arrived at Yang Rui's place, she obviously stopped for a while, as if she was browsing his papers.

Yang Rui raised his head in surprise, and browsed her unceremoniously.

In my memory, this girl named Liu Shan was a grade skipping student. She was in the same class as Yang Rui in the first year of high school. If there is any impression, she is just an ordinary girl with good studies and fair skin.

But now, Yang Rui can say with certainty that his memory is wrong.

What ordinary girl, have you ever seen an ordinary girl whose hips can stretch green army pants into jeans, and whose thighs can restore them into hip-hop pants?

Don't look at the conservative upper body, just relying on these beautiful legs, on the campuses of later generations, she is already a first-class beauty.

In another year or two, the eyebrows and eyes will grow, and a little makeup will be put on, and clothes that show off the figure will be changed, and she will be a proper sexy beauty.

I don't know which incomprehensible man is cheaper.

Yang Rui shook his head regretfully.

"Pretending to be a ghost." The girl suddenly said, straightened her waist, and continued to move forward.

Yang Rui didn't know why, but his eyes couldn't help chasing her steps.

My fair lady and a gentleman are so good.

While watching, Yang Rui comforted himself, as if he was watching a model walk. Models who can wear green army trousers to show off their beautiful legs are rare in the next year.

Liu Shan collected all the papers and sent them to her office with the Chinese teacher.

When he came back again, Yang Rui looked around boredly, while Wang Guohua, who was at the same table, was still busy reciting the sample questions.

Seeing Wang Guohua's seriousness, Liu Shan couldn't help but pause, turned a corner, and came to Yang Rui in a rather aggressive manner, saying: "You are misleading my son!"

"What?" Not only did Yang Rui raise his head in surprise, but the students around him also looked over.

Liu Shan said with contempt on her face, "I read your Chinese test paper, and at most you can only pass. You have such grades yourself, and you teach Wang Guohua new methods. Isn't it a mistake?"

Yang Rui opened his mouth, speechless.

This is too complicated to explain.

"I'm speechless." Liu Shan took advantage of her power, snatched Wang Guohua's notebook, and said, "Stop memorizing these things, and I don't know where they found wild questions to lie to you. Don't think it took a year. Come to review, the time flies so fast, it will be here before you know it, you ask the old students in the class, no one has heard of the method of reciting the questions, it is useless at all."

Liu Shan has a cold face and a warm heart, and her prestige in the class is quite good. When she speaks, several people immediately support her.

"That's your problem." Wang Guohua also asked Yang Rui a similar question, and tried his best to defend him at this time.

Liu Shan snorted, stepped on the rung of the table leg with her straight thigh, and asserted: "So many students in the class can't do the questions, but his can?"

Turning her head, Liu Shan's tone was low, and she said to Yang Rui: "If you want to form a small circle, you can do whatever you want. I can't watch you make fun of other students' futures!"

For a moment, Yang Rui felt like he was the villain.

He realized that he had misunderstood the question.

To be in this study group and to be a "teacher", he should be the first to be the leader. He can't be a leader with mediocre answers and mediocre work.

First, you have to use your own grades to convince these students.

Although I don't plan to include them all in the study group, but if you can't handle even one class of students, what's the point of talking about the world.

"I understand." Yang Rui stood up suddenly, his superior figure immediately gave people a sense of oppression.

Liu Shan stared into Yang Rui's eyes for a few seconds, then shyly avoided his gaze and said, "What do you understand?"

"Mathematics test, I will answer the questions well. Is my study group useful? How about we debate after the results come out?" Yang Rui's tone was full of confidence.

"Um?"

Liu Shan looked up at Yang Rui's sharp-edged side face, suddenly felt inexplicably flustered, said "hmm" in her nose, and turned back to her seat.

Yang Rui looked at her hasty pace, couldn't help but touched his face and smiled.

This face-seeking world is really full of kindness.

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