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Chapter 1191: Seems To Feel Good

As the “National Science University” and “National Arts University” among the military academies, the Chinese Academy of Sciences enrolled very few students every year. The enrollment scores for engineering-and-technology-related universities were sometimes even higher than the enrollment scores for the National Science University and National Arts University!

Ye Jian, who always had good results, listened to Xia Jinyuan’s suggestion and chose the Command Major with a lower admission score. Even she had to fill in her choice and major conservatively. This showed how difficult it was to get into the Chinese Academy of Sciences in the 1990s.

After Mrs. Tong’s reminder, Ye Jian remained silent during her college entrance examination. Fortunately, her classmates didn’t pester her and she heaved a sigh of relief.

Three days before the university entrance examination, pieces of paper fluttered from Class Five on the sixth floor. Who knew which nerves of theirs had been stimulated? Following that, students from all four classes on the sixth floor poured out. The examination candidates from the three classes below were all dumbfounded.

“Holy sh*t, are they tearing up books?”

“It can’t be. There are still three days. Are they not planning to revise anymore?”

The students from Grade Twelve Class One, who looked up from their piles of exam papers and revision materials, were at a loss. Tearing books… Did the four classes above have to be so arrogant?

“It seems to feel very good. What should I do? My hands are itchy too.” An Jiaxin rubbed her palms and muttered to Ye Jian, “Why don’t we go to the rooftop later and tear up a few books? I want to tear up the evil English books!”

Ye Jian looked at the empty desk in front of her and smiled. “You can try. I can’t.”

While they were talking, Mrs. Tong came over with dozens of woven bags. Class Monitor Lu Xin followed closely behind with dozens of woven bags in his hands.

Mrs. Tong, who was standing by the podium, still had a warm smile on her face. She said to the students who did not quite understand why Lu Xin had walked in with woven bags. “Every year, our Grade Twelve Class One students’ revision materials, class notes, and test papers will become popular materials for the next Grade Twelve class. As for me, in order to prevent you from tearing your books like the previous four classes, I have to prepare to collect and store books in advance.”

“Students in the first row, go to Lu Xin to collect the woven bags. Put in your revision materials that are no longer needed.”

The classroom was instantly filled with wailing. It was still their loss even after two years of arguing with Mrs. Tong. “Mrs. Tong, we also want to tear books apart. I heard that this will destress. We need to destress, Mrs. Tong!”

After the wailing, all of them began to talk with smiles on their faces. With the arrival of the university entrance examination and the parting of ways, laughter could dilute the sadness of separation.

After sending away batch after batch of graduates, Mrs. Tong looked at the youthful faces full of youthful vigor, and the gentle smile on her face deepened. “Take out your test papers with the highest and lowest scores. Save them for the last day of your high school life.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the students laughed again. “What about Ye Jian? She doesn’t have the highest or lowest score. Even the average score is the same.”

In her second year of high school, Ye Jian’s grades had always been stable. No matter how difficult the exam papers were, or how simple it was, she always managed to maintain the same grades. It was as if she had calculated everything!

Ye Jian was already smiling. “I have high and low scores too, but… I don’t have the chance to tear them.” She spread her hands in front of her desk. Only then did the students realize that her desk was the cleanest and neatest in the class.

Not a book could be seen, how can it not be clean and tidy?

Her homework, revision materials, and exam papers had already been taken away by the teachers of other classes in advance, in case she learned from the other students and… tore her books.
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