Compared with the exam questions in the past ten years, the difficulty level can be said to be in the top three from the bottom.
This surprised most of the candidates.
but···
There are still many candidates who can't help but greet the question group.
Especially the ‘Chinese language group’ in the question group.
"Will there be a question?!"
"If you don't know how to give the questions, just let me do it. Anyway, it's just random questions, so I can do it too!"
"What's wrong? I'm going to continue writing Red Mansions. Did you even read Red Mansions in the college entrance examination? What's wrong?"
"It's just nonsense!"
"You are making such a mess, I can't help but greet your relatives!!!"
"Even if you want to target Lu Chuan, you don't have to be so perverted, right? Although it's absolutely impossible for anyone to get full marks for this question."
“···”
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The experts and scholars on the topic team immediately went online to check relevant comments as soon as they regained their freedom.
Then, some families are happy and some are sad.
Zhang Mengling was numb.
This year it’s my turn to be greeted by the candidates as my mother!!!
"I knew this day would come sooner or later."
"Just look at it, it happens all the time." Qin Zhenguo suppressed a smile.
How many times have I been greeted in these years? I'm used to it by now.
"Yeah, look at it. At least you killed that kid Lu Chuan with your own hands, didn't you?"
"That's true."
Zhang Mengling took a deep breath and comforted herself: "He will never get full marks!"
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After the college entrance examination, there is another exciting and painful waiting period.
Lu Chuan didn't go home.
But I heard from the second elder that the family’s neighbors and friends, seven aunts and eight aunts were all asking and trying to persuade me.
Advise him to go to college.
Advise him not to be willful.
Advise him to find a class honestly.
However, they were all stopped by the second elder.
When they contacted Lu Chuan, they just mentioned this matter and reminded Lu Chuan of the agreement last year.
Of course, Lu Chuan said that it was no problem and he could not go to college directly without perfect scores.
Upon hearing this, the two elders immediately felt relieved.
After hanging up the phone, both elders smiled.
"It should be stable this year."
"Continue writing Red Mansions and get full marks? Everyone says that's impossible."
"Speaking of which, I want to meet our daughter-in-law."
"Why meet? Aren't there photos in the news? Girls are thin-skinned. Why don't you wait two years before saying no?"
"You think I don't know? You even shouted at me, right?"
"Once upon a time there was a mountain!"
"ah?"
"I am Shu Dao Mountain!"
Father Zhang's expression suddenly changed: "Honey, how about I give you a massage?"
“···”
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The grading work is stressful, but not very exciting.
On the contrary, it is very boring.
Xia Chuxue is a frequent visitor to the marking field, and this year is no exception.
After a few days, she felt dizzy and exhausted: "Oh, as expected, I won't be so lucky this year."
"With so many test papers, how could I just be assigned those high-scoring test papers... Sigh?!"
The sudden 'perfect handwriting' made her sit up straight and hold her breath.
"If this word hadn't been different from Lu Chuan's handwriting, I almost doubted that I had encountered his test paper again."
Recalling Lu Chuan, she looked complicated.
The only one in history who got the top score in the college entrance examination with perfect scores.
Not going to college?
She shook her head, put aside distracting thoughts, and read the papers carefully.
It turned out that they were all standard answers!!!
Until the final composition.
After a few glances, she felt numb.
"Team...Team leader."
"I seem to have seen another essay with a perfect score. Would you like to give it a thumbs up?"
"Are you kidding me?"
The team leader glared: "How can anyone get perfect marks for this question? Xiaoxia, I'm not talking about you, you are just too young and like to be surprised. And it can be seen that you are not confident enough in our traditional culture.
!”
"The Red Mansion was written by Cao Xueqin hundreds of years ago. It is one of the four classic classics in my country. It is highly praised by countless readers. Its artistic content is so high that it is difficult to express in words."
"And the original version only has the first eighty chapters, and all subsequent chapters have been continued or compiled by others. However, even the now generally recognized version of one hundred and twenty chapters actually has many problems in the last forty chapters, and is still far from the original work.
gap."
"Countless Red Mansions scholars have come and gone for hundreds of years, but no one has been able to write a perfect continuation. Do you want full marks?"
"Unless what he wrote is almost identical to the original work, you understand?"
"What is the original work?"
"How is it possible for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old college entrance examination student..."
He usually explained and approached Xia Chuxue. At the same time, he also scolded Xia Chuxue.
I think today’s little girls are too impetuous. How can anyone get perfect marks for this kind of composition? Isn’t this nonsense?
However, before he finished speaking, the moment his eyes locked on the test paper, he was stunned.
The sound stopped suddenly, and he stared, opened his mouth, and was stunned.
Seeing this, Xia Chuxue rolled her eyes.
Say it~
Why don't you continue talking?
That's what you said.
"Gulu!"
After a while, the team leader swallowed back the words and said loudly: "Stop!"
"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?!"