My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 219

Chapter 219 Do you know who was removed? City-wide joint entrance examination! 【1 update】

How is it good to study?

So what if you are popular?

　　Isn't it that her family background and connections are not as good as hers?

Thinking of this, the depression in Xue Yiwei's heart was swept away, and her mood became much more relaxed.

　　"Not a good character?" Xue's mother was stunned, "What's going on? I saw that the name was so majestic, and I was still thinking that the other party must come from a scholarly family."

To turn the tide when it is falling, to hold up the building when it is about to collapse.

Such a name is something most people would never be able to suppress.

"Mom, I don't know you don't come to Jiangcheng often." Xue Yiwei said lightly, "Two years ago, she was the lover of the second young master of the Zhou family in Jiangcheng, and he was raised as a substitute."

Xue's mother frowned when she heard this: “How old was she two years ago?”

"And you don't know that after graduating from junior high school, she dropped out of school and went to work in the modeling industry." Xue Yiwei looked sarcastic, "Two years later, she suddenly realized that she wanted to go to school, and she entered our school through connections. You also know how good the teaching quality of No. 7 Middle School is. The difference.”

Dropping out of school, working as a substitute, relying on relationships... these three words were put together, and Xue's mother also showed a disappointed expression: "I thought he was your classmate, and I thought it would be just enough for you to cultivate a relationship."

She gave birth to Xue Yiwei, so of course she knew her daughter.

Xue Yiwei was too arrogant and had few close friends when she was in Yunjing.

She would only take the initiative to communicate with the young masters and daughters of big families. She would not even look at any family that was lower than the Xue family.

Sending Xue Yiwei to Jiangcheng, the Xue family also hoped that she could get rid of this problem.

But at the same time, Xue Yiwei also hates evil. Since she said so, then what she said must be true.

Mother Xue shook her head and sighed: "Then I'd better tell your aunt. Even a layman like me knows how important the program "Collection of China" is, and several top celebrities are fighting for it."

"Hmm." Xue Yiwei said nonchalantly, "And she also likes to climb high branches. If she is on the same stage as those top-notch people you mentioned, I'm not sure she will have other thoughts."

Mother Xue agreed very much with this: "I'm going to call your aunt right now."

Although "Collection of China" is an official program launched by Yunjing TV, because it also invites some celebrities with high topic volume and popularity, it has been highly discussed in the entertainment industry.

If an entire program is ruined because of Ye Turning the Tide, the gain outweighs the loss.

“You go ahead, I'll make another set of papers.” Xue Yiwei lowered her head, with a secret smile on her lips.

Two days later, the first city-wide joint examination in the second half of this year officially started.

All high schools in Jiangcheng will participate in this joint entrance examination, and the format is exactly the same as the college entrance examination.

The examination rooms are divided according to the local principle and the same principle.

To ensure maximum convenience, candidates in the same examination room will take the test questions of the same foreign language and the same elective subject.

There were indeed very few students selected for Shi Huasheng's group, and Ye Banglan was assigned to a small high school only five minutes away from home.

"Are the stationery, admission ticket, and ID card ready?" Lin Huaijin was very nervous. "Have you brought water?"

　　Ye Turn the Lan is very calm: "Everything is ready, uncle, don't worry."

"Look at you, this is not the college entrance examination." Xu Peiqing said, "You look more stressed than anyone else. Don't let your children be stressed too."

"Alas, isn't this because both A Lan and Wen Li have entered their senior year of high school, one of the most important stages in their lives?" Lin Huaijin pressed her eyebrows, "Pei Qing, you also know that I am nervous before doing big things, and my hands and feet are all tense. "Cold."

Xu Peiqing refused to follow his lead and handed the prepared breakfast to Ye Banglan: "Go to school after eating. Not eating breakfast is bad for your stomach."

“Thank you, Auntie.” Ye Banlan held the porridge bowl in her arms, her palms warm.

After eating, Ye Banlan went to the examination room carrying a transparent stationery bag.

The first exam is the Chinese language test, which lasts for two and a half hours, from nine o'clock to eleven thirty.

The exam preparation bell rang and the papers were handed out, but I couldn't do the questions yet.

Ye Banlan glanced through the paper quickly and had an idea of the difficulty of this test question.

The formal bell rang, and she picked up her pen and started answering the questions.

She answered neither quickly nor slowly, but she never stopped writing. It was obvious that no question could stump her.

Hour and a half, all the questions, including the composition, have been filled in.

Ye Banlan glanced at the time, took out a blank piece of draft paper, and started practicing calligraphy to pass the time.

Fifteen minutes before the end of the exam, the invigilator reminded: "There are still fifteen minutes before the end of this exam. If you haven't written on the answer sheet yet, please hurry up."

She walked around the examination room until she saw that the draft paper for Ye Buanlan was densely packed with words, and she couldn't help but stop.

She looked at it for a few seconds before she could clearly see what she was writing on the scratch paper.

This candidate actually wrote poems by the female poet Fuguang one by one.

Fuguang left nearly a thousand poems in his life, some of which have been lost in the long river of time. These poems written by Ye Banglan were extremely remote, and even she had never heard of two or three of them, but they were all neatly written down by Ye Banglan.

She looked at Ye Banglan's answer sheet again and found that there was no scrawling, it was written carefully stroke by stroke, and the handwriting was the teacher's favorite.

The invigilator breathed a sigh of relief silently.

She was afraid of turning the tide at night, and like other magical students, she spent all her time memorizing poems but had no idea what was in the textbook.

It seems that this candidate really likes Chinese.

The invigilator remembered the name "Ye Turning the Lan" and was planning to ask which of his peers taught him this scholar-level figure.

When the exam bell rang, Ye Banglan packed up his stationery and documents and walked out of the examination room slowly.

Yan Tingfeng's car is waiting in the underground garage of the school.

Rong Yu strongly requested that he drive the car, so Yan Tingfeng followed him and sat in the back seat with his eyes closed to relax.

It wasn't until the footsteps approached that Yan Tingfeng slowly opened his eyes.

He raised his head and looked out through the car window.

The girl is wearing the summer uniform of Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School. She has a tall figure, slender arms and legs, and still has a sense of strength.

Without even realizing it himself, Yan Tingfeng's eyes softened a bit.

The rear door opened and he tilted his head slightly to cover his sight.

The seat next to him collapsed, and Ye Banglan sat down next to him.

"I saw a lot of students coming out with sad faces. How about it? Is Chinese difficult?" Rong Yu asked curiously, "You didn't take the autism test, did you?"

"The questions are very good. As expected of Jiangcheng University, the knowledge points are very comprehensive." Ye Banlan nodded, "The essay is a semi-proposition, and it does not limit the candidates' thinking materials. It is also very good."

Rong Yu looked at her blankly: "Huh?"

Is this the way a scholar would judge a set of papers after finishing the questions?

Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly: "It seems that Miss Ye is very satisfied with the paper this time."

"Hmm." Ye Banlan held his head, "I'm more interested in tomorrow's history volume."

Hope there will be a topic that is refreshing to her.

“You perverts in learning, I can't communicate with you.” Rong Yu muttered as he started the car, “I hate studying the most.”

For Ye Banglan, the afternoon math test was easier than the Chinese test.

She finished the entire paper in less than an hour.

Ye Banlan looked at his blank draft paper and finally frowned and thought for a moment.

Last time I wrote down pi, what can I write this time to pass the time?

She thought for a while and finally decided to start dictating the constant e.

Like pi, it is an infinite non-repeating decimal, which is enough for her to write until she takes the exam.

At this time, Yunjing, Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

Professor Fu had just finished packing his things. When he looked up, he saw wind blowing at Professor Xue's feet and leaving the office.

"Old Xue, where are you going in a hurry?" Professor Fu shouted, "Today's experiments have been completed, why don't we go to the next restaurant to rest."

"You go first." Professor Xue waved his hand, "I'm going to the TV Tower. The people there are getting more and more unlucky, and I'm in a hurry to notify them to turn the tide."

“Oh, then go ahead.” Professor Fu nodded.

He also knew that Professor Xue recommended Ye Banglan to be a guest on the program "Collection of China", which was also a good opportunity to practice.

Professor Xue rushed into the TV tower and found the project department that was preparing "Collection of China".

The program team has had close contact with the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. Everyone working here knows Professor Xue and stopped working to say hello.

"professor."

“Professor Xue.”

“Why hasn't the recommendation form been approved yet?” Professor Xue knocked on the table and asked, “Aren't you so slow? I still have to run over here.”

"Recommendation form?" The staff member was stunned. "Are you talking about the recommendation form for guests in each issue of "Collection of China"? It was approved yesterday and notifications were sent out."

"Impossible!" Professor Xue said angrily, "I waited all day at the Cultural Relics Bureau yesterday, but I didn't even get a call from you. Is it because if I don't come, you won't tell me that the recommendation form has been screened?"

This is something he promised to turn the tide at night, how could he go back on his word?

The staff was also surprised, and their expressions changed instantly: "Professor, who do you recommend?"

Is it possible that someone is not discerning and actually eliminated the people recommended by the Cultural Relics Bureau? !

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