The Name of the Disease is You

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For most of the next month, I was preparing for the final exam and sprinting. I couldn't finish my homework every day. Everyone in the classroom complained endlessly, but I couldn't finish the pain, so I had to continue to concentrate on my homework.

Even the lively school post bar a while ago has been depressed, and all of them have entered the hibernation moment.

The days pass in a blink of an eye. The final exam will take three days, and the winter vacation will be completed.

According to the ranking of seats in the last exam, as usual, I still ranked first and Jiang Zhao ranked second.

The scope of this Chinese examination is very large. You have to take the texts learned in the first year of high school together. Shi Nian reads the wrong range before. Two days ago, I learned that I was still memorizing the text more than ten minutes before the start of the exam.

She looked down at the textbook carefully, and suddenly her cheeks became hot.

The teenager stood at her table, holding a small hot water bag in his hand, stretching his hand on her cheek. He had just gone to refill the hot water.

When I miss, I'm afraid of the cold, and my hands are easy to cool in winter. This is what Jiang Yu just found out recently.

"Is it hot?" He asked.

She smiled and said, "Um."

"Don't you wear gloves?"

"I have to write." She asked again, "Have you carried it yet?"

"No." Jiang said lazily, "It's up to luck."

Compared with his science grades, his Chinese is really not good. Shi Nian read his test paper later, and he will deduct half of the points from the column of ancient poems.

She put another language document on the table in front of him and urged him, "Recite it quickly."

Jiang vain casually turned over and casually said, "Aren't you afraid that I will surpass you?"

"It's okay."

Jiang bent his lips.

The first day of the exam is over.

You don't have to study by yourself at school in the evening for three days of the final exam. When you go home, your aunt just finished dinner. When she pushes the door and goes in, she smells the fragrance of vegetables.

"How's it going? Did you do well in the exam?" When my aunt saw her coming in, she asked.

"It's good."

The final exam is a unified examination of the whole city. The questions are not difficult, much simpler than the monthly examination of the first middle school, and there are many fewer ghosts crying and wolves after the exam.

"Anyway, no matter what paper we read and do, it will definitely be good." My aunt smiled and said, "SH your hands and eat first. Make up for it."

"Okay."

Shi Nian read into the bedroom and put her schoolbag. He didn't notice that his aunt wiped her face, quickly put away the newspaper on the table, and pressed it under a pile of magazines next to him.

At the dinner table, my uncle and aunt chatted, and their faces were quite solemn. I didn't stop understanding it. I just thought it was my uncle's company, so I didn't ask much.

After dinner, she went back to the bedroom. She took out the book and calmed down to continue to review tomorrow's exam subjects.

After watching it for a while, the mobile phone rang.