"listen to me."

"All the marking teachers who have studied the Red Mansion immediately put down their work and came over to take a look. This essay... is a bit evil!"

After a while, a group of teachers gathered around to read.

There are too many people and the people behind can’t see it, so the marking teacher in front will read aloud.

Then... everyone was confused.

"It's really evil!"

"Why do I feel that the writing, details and plot harmony are very different from the original work?"

"Then, be more confident and remove the words 'how do I feel'!"

"You also have to be more confident. The difference is not very small. In my opinion, there is no difference at all."

"Team leader, it seems we can't win this... this point."

The team leader is numb.

It really seems like a perfect score? But this, this is the Red Mansion!!!

Continue writing, full marks? College entrance examination candidates?!

"Then what."

He spoke with difficulty: "Everyone, please go back to your posts and get busy. I, I will report it and ask the review team and the expert team for 'consultation'."

He slipped away.

But at the same time, I was also very excited.

Because even if this essay is not full marks, it will deduct one or two points at most!

For an essay on this subject, deducting one or two points can be said to be equivalent to full marks.

Because time is limited and trial and error is not possible.

If you give this candidate enough time to try, make mistakes, and make corrections, it won't be a big problem to get a perfect score!

even···

Is it possible to get full marks directly?!

He was in an excited mood. As a fan of Red Mansions, he naturally had a certain say. If this essay really got full marks, then this kid would probably become a god!!!

God in the hearts of fans of Red Mansions!

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Lu Chuan's home.

Ying was lying on the rocking chair as before, holding the Red Mansions manuscript written by Lu Chuan these days in his hands, his face full of melancholy.

When I saw the end, I couldn't help but shed tears.

"Why are you crying?"

Lu Chuan quickly stepped forward to comfort him.

Ying Ruchu threw herself into his arms, her perfect figure trembling slightly: "I don't know why, but I feel that this is the real Red Mansion."

"And this story is too tear-jerking..."

"Be good, don't cry, we won't watch anymore."

"No, I want to see it."

"What you wrote, even if it makes you cry, I will read it."

She looked insistent.

Lu Chuan smiled helplessly.

At the same time, I sighed slightly in my heart.

"The Red Mansion is pretty good, at least in terms of literature and art, it's top-notch. I can't say my results in this year's college entrance examination were bad. It's just this 'skill' that's not very impressive.

I am still more interested in the ‘skills’ in ‘science’.

You have to keep working hard.

Having said that, do you regard the college entrance examination as a place to brush up your skills?

Ahem, no matter what.

This year, we have to continue to work hard to stimulate the question-writing team, and try to make them more ruthless next year!"

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Messages are delivered quickly.

Within half a day, the news reached Zhang Mengling.

"What?!"

He was drinking tea with his wife when he stood up with a loud noise, his voice suddenly raised an octave, and his hand holding the phone was trembling: "What did you say?!"

"I am coming over now!"
Chapter completed!