Learning Made Me Rich (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 97

    Entering into mid-June, the pace of the exam is getting closer.

    The normally noisy classroom of Class 24 has become quiet, and even the phenomenon of chasing, chatting and blowing water between classes has been reduced a lot.

    Even Lao Huang entered the classroom of Class 24 and felt incredible.

    Are these students really hardworking, or are they pretending to be hardworking?

    In the past, they could not rest for a moment sitting on the chair, as if an awl had grown on it. How many classes have you been able to sit firmly now?

    Miss Li didn't dare to slack off. She always reminded her classmates from time to time: "If you fail the exam, you will need to take a make-up exam when you come back next semester. If you still fail in the third year of high school, you will lose your

    high school diploma ." , which means that going abroad will also be affected.

    Under the enormous pressure, the scumbags did not dare to go on easily, and even the naughty students knew how to study hard.

    After half a month of continuous high-pressure review, Yu Qingyan's nervous nerves suddenly broke, and she suddenly burst into tears when she was halfway through reciting politics.

    The tidbit was a little stunned, she didn't understand what Yu Qingyan was crying.

    Zhou Xiu silently handed the napkin to Yu Qingyan.

    Yu Qingyan choked up and said, "Four books on politics, four books on geography, and four books on history... I can't finish it all by heart."

    "I'm so uncomfortable."

    If it is said that the tidbits and narration are only because of naughty and lack of serious study, my grades have been delayed. , with a little effort you can improve your grades. Then Yu Qingyan is a negative example.

    "Sister Xu memorized so fast, I've finished all four books, why can't I...even half or half of the books."

    Yu Qingyan's words touched the pain of the scumbags, and they felt a lot of love when they heard it. Yan, pull cool pull cool.

    They also find it difficult.

    This is not the problem of being able to survive with just a mouthful of chicken soup, the problem is that the book cannot be memorized at all.

    Zhou Xiu patted Yu Qingyan on the shoulder, took out the sweet water beancurd that Zhou Cheng made for her from her schoolbag, handed it to Yu Qingyan and said gently,

    "Eat it."

    Forcing herself to study hard for half a month, she couldn't bear the pressure It's also a natural thing. Zhou Xiu was not surprised. Especially students like Yu Qingyan who study hard and obediently.

    It's so frustrating what it's like to be unrewarded for hard work.

    Zhou Xiu took Yu Qingyan's textbook and found that she didn't take any notes, she just endorsed it.

    Yu Qingyan ate Zhou Xiu's bean curd.

    The ice cubes in the insulation box have not yet melted completely, but the bean curd is cool, tender and fragrant. It is carefully sprinkled with a layer of crushed sesame and peanuts, and soaked in sweet sugar water.

    After a long time, Zhou Xiu asked her, "Are you in a better mood?"

    Yu Qingyan nodded, she found that everyone was looking at her with concern, and her mentality was not so broken.