Lunch was naturally very simple. Everyone had been hungry for a long time after taking exams all morning. They only had two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, and each of them finished two bowls of rice. Even Huang Chunyan could not eat as much as the three boys.
few.
After dinner, everyone, led by Wen Xiaojian, took a bus to Xinhua Bookstore located next to Jianjun Square in the city center. Xinhua Bookstore in Ruizhang had just undergone reforms and introduced the open-shelf book sales that had begun in developed cities.
In this way, you no longer need to crowd in front of the counter and endure the salesperson’s glare while asking the other person to get the book for you. Instead, you can pick up the book on the bookshelf and have a look first, and then buy it after you like it.
According to Fang Rui's humble opinion, if you finally come to Ruizhang, even if you are visiting a bookstore, you should read novels, comic books, etc., and treat it as a holiday for yourself. But Wen Xiaojian's eyes were sharp and he saw through it directly.
Fang Rui thought in advance and warned him in advance not to go to the place where literature and art books were sold. He could only stay with the textbooks and teaching aids and seize the time to pick out a few useful reference books and buy them back. This was the right way.
As for reading novels, after the college entrance examination is over, Fang Rui can read them as long as he wants, and he doesn't care if he is blind...
Uh-huh, that's what Wen Xiaojian said. Teachers in this era were so domineering. In future generations, this sentence would be enough to accuse him of being unethical as a teacher.
The teaching aids section of Xinhua Bookstore was crowded with high school students of the same age as Gao Fan and others. At first glance, many of them looked familiar, and they were clearly contestants from all over the country participating in chemical competitions.
, I guess they took advantage of the little free time before going home to read and buy books.
The worlds of academic masters are indeed similar.
When they arrived here, the four students separated and each looked for books they were interested in. Although Gao Fan has not fully accepted the idea of time travel, now is not the time to feel sad about the spring and autumn. The arrangement of visiting the Xinhua Bookstore is very good for
It is quite appropriate for him. He needs to understand the current knowledge structure of middle schools as quickly as possible in order to make a correct assessment of his own level.
Walking by the bookshelves one after another, Gao Fan randomly picked out a few reference books and browsed the contents of the books at a glance. He quickly read each subject, and the more Gao Fan read, the more at ease he felt.
According to the memory left by the previous Gao Fan, there are quite a lot of difficulties in these courses, but in the eyes of the time traveler Gao Fan, these difficulties are really not worth mentioning. Even if there are some knowledge points because of the long time ago,
It was a bit unfamiliar, but he was confident enough to become familiar with it in a short period of time.
In the end, the subject that really stumped him was politics, which he had never thought about. Later generations of science students did not take politics, but in this era, politics still accounts for a full 100 points, and the assessment content includes "dialectical materialism"
"Common Sense of Doctrine", "Common Sense of Political Economy", "Brief History of Social Development" and "Situation and Tasks". The last one refers to the major current affairs in China and abroad in the past year. These knowledge may seem familiar to Gao Fan, but
It's not easy to get high scores.
For example, this question in the reference book:
What philosophical principle does the saying “all roads lead to Rome” contain?
Gao Fan's feeling is that he knows every word, but he doesn't know what it means. A common saying requires analysis of philosophical principles. Are all children in the 1980s philosophers?
"Gao Fan, have you chosen any books? It's time to get ready to leave."
Gao Fan was talking about the content of the political class in his mind when Fang Rui's greeting came to his ears. It turned out that he was busy reading and completely forgot about the time. Two hours had passed by in a hurry and they had to catch the train.
"What book did you pick?"
Gao Fan calmed down and asked Fang Rui.
"A selection of ancient Chinese texts and a collection of physics competition questions. The other books are not interesting." Fang Rui waved the two books in his hand to Gao Fan and said.
"Otherwise, I will buy this political simulation test book and add a Chinese language manual." Gao Fan also selected two books and said to Fang Rui.
Fang Rui shook his head and said, "Gao Fan, I think you should buy a book of math exercises and a book of physics exercises. Your Chinese and politics are passable, but math and physics are your shortcomings. It's been the last two months.
, if you do some math and physics questions vigorously, you should be able to improve your score a lot."
"Really?" Gao Fan thought about it carefully and found that his predecessor was indeed poor in mathematics and physics, but Chinese and politics were passable. Of course, this passability is compared to Gao Fan's other subjects.
The level of Huang Chunyan and Fang Rui is still far behind.
In the past, Fang Rui's suggestion was certainly the most suitable for Gao Fan. But the Gao Fan of today is no longer the Gao Fan of the past. The four science courses of mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology, as well as English, were not difficult for him.
On the contrary, "his" past strengths in Chinese language and politics are somewhat difficult for him now.
"I'd better buy these two books." Gao Fan said to Fang Rui, holding up the two teaching aids on politics and Chinese that he picked.
Seeing that Fang Rui seemed a little puzzled, he added with a smile: "Fang Rui, let me tell you, this time I participated in the chemistry competition, I felt that I suddenly had some enlightenment. The questions on mathematics, physics, and chemistry have been solved.
You can’t help me... Why, you don’t believe it?”
"Yeah, yeah, I believe it, I believe you big-headed devil!" Fang Rui muttered, but it was inconvenient to say anything else. He could only drag Gao Fan to the counter to check out, and then join the others.
Huang Chunyan and Zhang Wei also bought books each. Like Gao Fan and Fang Rui, they were limited to two books and did not dare to buy more. Before they came out, the parents of each child gave them a few dollars, saying that they were from poor families.
Rich road, just in case of emergencies. However, the children all know that if there are no special circumstances, these few dollars will eventually be returned to the family, and no family is so luxurious that they can give their children a few dollars as pocket money.
Spending more than one yuan to buy two books is almost the limit of these children's money.
A group of people took the bus to the train station, entered the station, checked in, and got on the bus. There is no need to mention these processes.
When arranging seats, Wen Xiaojian first asked Huang Chunyan to sit by the window. Zhang Wei eagerly wanted to sit next to Huang Chunyan, but Wen Xiaojian didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he appointed Fang Rui to sit next to Huang Chunyan, and Gao Fan to sit next to Fang Chunyan.
Rui, three people occupied the long seat on one side. Zhang Wei could only follow Wen Xiaojian aggrievedly and sit on the long seat on the other side of the aisle.
"Ha, Teacher Wen must have done it on purpose. Zhang Wei dares to get angry but dare not speak!"
After the car started driving, Fang Rui turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wei in the distance, put his mouth to Gao Fan's ear, and gloated in a low voice.
"So, Lao Wen doesn't want to create opportunities for you, right?" Gao Fan teased in a low voice.
Fang Rui pretended to be frightened and said: "Don't talk nonsense, I am a decent person... Besides, I felt scared when I saw her, so how could I have other thoughts."
"Ha, you call it childhood shadow." Gao Fan said with a smile. He could think of why Fang Rui said that he felt scared when he saw Huang Chunyan. He had been pressed to the ground and rubbed by a girl since the first grade of elementary school, and he had been tortured for ten years.
Is it possible to live without psychological shadow for years?
Fang Rui was about to say something back when a young man sitting opposite Gao Fan took the initiative to strike up a conversation with them:
"Hey, you are all students, right? Are you...going out for a spring outing?"