Starting from Wednesday, the final exam papers for each subject have basically been finished.
Afterwards, classes are basically self-study.
But there are also people like Teacher Ding who show American TV series to everyone during class.
The euphemistic name is "familiar with spoken English", but in fact, she is watching the drama herself and lets her classmates watch it together.
In such a relaxed atmosphere, winter vacation homework was also handed out.
The winter vacation homework in Appendix 1 does not have the traditional booklet, but is basically a set of test papers.
Eight Chinese papers, twelve mathematics papers, nine English papers, seven physics papers...
There are quite a few, but the questions are quite simple. Basically, one test paper covers a chapter in the textbook, and it is not as intensive as the exam paper.
But even so, the nine subjects added together still have 68 test papers.
During the winter vacation for a month, I have to write at least two pages a day to finish...
The good news is that there are reference answers at the back of the test paper.
The bad news is that many of the answers have only one answer and no solution.
If it were Li Luo in his previous life, he would have never touched this kind of winter vacation homework or summer vacation homework.
Only a few days before school started, I started copying slowly.
And I wasn’t very active in copying in the first few days.
It wasn't until the early morning of the last day that I started writing furiously and created a miracle.
But it's different now.
Now that he is really standing at the top of a key middle school and looking down, Li Luo has even gradually realized the joy of learning.
Even in the face of so many test papers, I was able to do the questions with gusto.
The self-study class lasts for 40 minutes. Because of the help of the memory palace in mobilizing knowledge, and because the test papers themselves are very basic, he can basically finish two or three test papers.
With such speed, he could finish more than twenty test papers in one day.
By Friday evening, a total of 68 test papers had been written by him, and he was still a little unfinished.
"It is indeed much simpler than the exam questions, and few of them are difficult." Li Luo said this and put all the written test papers into the drawer, not planning to take them home.
Yan Zhusheng on the side was still a little troubled. She had written about twenty test papers in three days, and there were still more than forty papers waiting for her.
In this final exam, Yan Zhusheng ranked 187th in the school and among the top ten in the class, ranking exactly tenth.
It can be said to be quite an improvement.
This was also thanks to Li Luo's careful teaching to her.
After all, Yan Zhusheng usually asks Li Luo when he encounters questions that he doesn't know how to solve, and Li Luo has a scumbag attitude and often breaks it down and explains all the small details clearly.
This made Yan Zhusheng gain a lot, and her performance also increased steadily.
After all, she will take the art student route in the future. With her current results, she can be said to be indiscriminately popular among art students. As long as her performance in the art exam is not bad, she will be chosen by music academies across the country.
"Want to go to the rock club?" After the last class in the evening, Yan Zhusheng put away the winter vacation homework on his desk and turned to Li Luo and asked.
Li Luo shook his head, stood up and said, "Let's go eat first. After dinner, I have to go to the literary club. The rock club will wait until tomorrow, Saturday."
"Okay." Yan Zhusheng nodded, and then said, "The president may ask everyone today what you plan to eat at the dinner party tomorrow. What do you want to eat?"
"Do you want anything to eat?"
"I want to eat the fried rice you made."
"Your requirements are a bit high. Let's change it to something that everyone can accept."
"How about hot pot?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and asked, "Senior sister treated me to a meal before."
"When did you two secretly go out to open a small stove?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows, a little unexpected.
"It was so long ago."
The two of them walked out of the classroom while talking, waited at the entrance of the corridor to Yingchan River, and then met Xu Youyu on Houde Road.
The four of them went to the cafeteria to have dinner together. Ying Chanxi smoothly swiped Li Luo's meal card and sat down at the empty seat by the window with the dinner plate in hand.
After dinner, Yan Zhusheng went to the rock club alone to participate in club activities, while Li Luo and the other two went to the activity classroom of the literature club together.
As the president, Xu Youyu came on stage and said a few words briefly, then clapped his hands and said, "Winter vacation will begin tomorrow, and we won't be able to see each other for more than a month."
"So before I say goodbye, let me write a letter of blessing to my pen pal this semester."
"It can be a summary of this semester, an outlook for the future, or an advance Spring Festival blessing. The envelopes have been prepared for everyone."
Regarding pen pal letters, since Li Luo became famous in school, the girls in the literary club began to write to him more and more.
Almost every month, Li Luo receives five or six letters from these girls.
As the vice-president of a literary club, Li Luo usually has to press for manuscripts. It is not easy for Li Luo to hide. Every time he goes to collect manuscripts, he always receives a letter from a pen pal.
Although Li Luo never replied to any of them, he still couldn't resist the girls' initiative.
This somewhat stunned him.
It is said that girls are reserved animals, and he has never seen so many girls full of subjective initiative in his previous life.
Of course, in addition to this, Ying Chanxi and Xu Youyu would occasionally have a whim and would not talk to each other properly, so they had to write him a letter to read.
It's nothing more than complaining about the little things in life, and then sharing some interesting things in class.
As for the interesting things at home, after all, the three of us live under the same roof and know everything about them, so there is nothing much to talk about.
Li Luo will also reply seriously and talk about some things in Class 8.
For example, Zhang Guohuang, a gossip monger, spreads various school rumors in his class all day long.
A girl from a certain class was with so and so, and broke up with so and so, and within half a day after breaking up, she was with so and so again.
Even in Appendix 1, similar things are not uncommon.
There are even boys with excellent academic performance who secretly sneaked into the girls' dormitory in the middle of the night to celebrate their girlfriend's birthday. They scared other girls and directly reported them to the teacher, which was a direct punishment.
In the past, Li Luo didn't pay much attention to these things, but Zhang Guohuang couldn't bear to share them in the class all day long, so he was forced to record them.
For another example, Hua Xiuxiu, Lin Yuan, Ren Zheng and Fang Chen in the class seemed to be somewhat interesting, so Li Luo was just bored and writing casually in the letter.
Now that the semester is coming to an end, I have to write a letter again.
Li Luo had no choice but to take out a pen and paper, and while turning the pen, he looked at Ying Chanxi next to him. As a result, he saw her solemnly take out a very exquisite pen and spread the paper flat, which was very ceremonial.
"Eh? Are you really using it?" Li Luo glanced at the pen in Ying Chanxi's hand and found that it was the one he had won in the lottery at the New Year's Day party. "Is it good to use?"
"It's so useful." Ying Chanxi said with a slight blush, "The last time I wrote you a letter, I wrote it with this pen. Didn't you see?"
"Oh, no wonder the color of the handwriting doesn't look like a black pen." Li Luo nodded suddenly, and then said with a smile, "Then you can lend it to me after you finish writing, and I'll see if it goes smoothly."
"Tell me first who you want to write to?" Ying Chanxi looked at him warily, "otherwise I won't lend it to you."
"Just for you and senior sister, I haven't written to anyone else."
"Really? I think you usually receive a lot of letters, right? You haven't replied to any of them?" Ying Chanxi asked with a suspicious look on his face.
"Obviously not." Li Luo shook his head and said, "Your suspicion makes me very disappointed."
"Huh." Ying Chanxi puffed up his mouth and turned his head, "Who knows."
"Would you like to borrow it?"
"I can lend you the letter I gave you."
"Senior, can't you send me that letter? You are so stingy."
"It's up to you to take care of it. Use it or not if you like."
"Okay, do you want to write it now? If not, write it to me first."
"Here." Ying Chanxi handed over the pen in his hand and reminded him repeatedly, "You can only write my letter."
"knew."
Li Luo turned the pen in his hand. It was much heavier than his own pen and felt quite good.
Yingchanxi maintains it very well, and it doesn't look like it is used often. At first glance, it looks like new.
To be continued...