For second-level schools like Yunzhong Industrial, the difficulty of high-mathematics questions in the final exam will not exceed the moderately difficult exercises in the textbook, and some are even the original questions.
Only in open subjects like English and mechanical drawing, the teacher's propositions are not limited to textbooks.
English was not Zhou Yan's weakness in the first place, and after receiving the baptism of the animation master's tutorial, Zhou Yan's English level has improved qualitatively.
As for mechanical drawing, let alone Zhou Yan, who has been doing it for twenty years, and has the blessing of "Worker Bee", "Son of the Wind" Kelly Johnson and many craftsmen from great powers. If Zhou Yan does not get full marks in the mechanical drawing exam, Zhou Yan
Yan himself wanted to buy a piece of tofu and pretend to be dead.
Ideological, moral and legal cultivation all depend on good memory...
It was a computer-based test, and the results were released directly after the test. Zhou Yan gave him a perfect score.
The exam is over, and the first semester of Zhou Yan’s freshman year is also over.
After finishing the exam, Zhou Yan suddenly discovered that he seemed to have bought his train ticket a little late.
In the remaining days, apart from doing the most basic exercises to earn points, Zhou Yan could only read books or go to the school computer room to surf the Internet to pass the time.
The day before going home, Zhou Yan suddenly saw the promotion of the animated movie "The Sword of Yue" on the Internet. It was such a "big ink animation" and "a perfect combination of Chinese culture" that even Zhou Yan couldn't stand it anymore.
This is not over yet, Zhou Yan also registered a blog at Zhao Ying's request.
Zhou Yan did not use his real name, but used the signature Mo Shengwu in the cartoon. His professional labels are: painter, martial arts instructor and ancient architecture enthusiast.
Not long after "Mo Shengwu" registered, Zhao Ying and a group of friends made her a popular account.
After that, Zhou Yan followed Zhao Ying's request and put nine animation film conversion base maps that could be used as desktops in the blog space.
In the remaining time, Zhou Yan was really bored, so he uploaded the original design renderings of Afang Palace to the space, pinned it to the top, and ignored it again...
The day before going home, Zhou Yan received a call from a bank financial advisor. The futures closing in Europe had been completed. After excluding transaction fees, he made a net profit of 400 million euros.
"Mr. Zhou, what should we do next?"
"Find someone to guarantee and short-sell Hong Kong stocks. As for how to operate, I will give you an operation guide in early February..."
On the morning of February 7th, Zhou Yan got up early, tidied up, said hello to his classmates who were still holding their positions, then got on the bus and went straight to the train station.
It was approaching 39, and the temperature in the early morning clouds could almost reach minus 30 degrees. Even if Zhou Yan was wearing thermal underwear and windproof and cold-proof fleece pants outside, he could still feel the cold and biting wind on the street.
Cold wind.
Moreover, even if Zhou Yan wore woolen gloves, his fingers were still frozen after entering the waiting hall.
And just when Zhou Yan took off his gloves and rubbed his hands to keep warm, a man emerged from the bustling crowd in the waiting room. When he saw Zhou Yan, he smiled all over his face: "Zhou Yan, are you taking this train too?
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Yang Haisheng, a roommate who joined us after moving to another campus in his sophomore year, has a simple and honest appearance, with small eyes and only a slit left when he smiles.
"Yang Haisheng?" Zhou Yan smiled and nodded.
"Hey, Zhou Yan, is your ticket a standing ticket or a seated ticket?" After saying hello, Yang Haisheng's expression returned to normal, slightly disappointed, "I bought a standing ticket..."
"I bought one more stop, starting from Jiuyuan. There is a seat!" Zhou Yan smiled and patted Yang Haisheng on the shoulder, "There are many students in our school who bought this bus. It is very easy to find a seat..."
After Zhou Yan said this, Yang Haisheng's frown relaxed...
The two of them stood there for more than an hour before the ticket announcement came out in the waiting room, and then everyone crowded into the ticket gate.
When Zhou Yan saw this posture, he pulled Yang Haisheng forward and pushed forward.
After squeezing for a while, Zhou Yan finally discovered the benefits of practicing Tai Chi and Bagua. He was so slippery that he easily squeezed to the front through the gaps between passengers.
After getting off the platform, there was still a sea of people. Even though the staff shouted at the top of their lungs with a loudspeaker, they still could not organize the chaotic tourists into a queue.
Finally, an experienced veteran policeman stood up, shouted and solved the problem.
"If we don't line up well, everyone won't have to get on the bus today!"
The train entered the station and after it stabilized, the passengers who were waiting on the platform seemed to be crazy, trying their best to push up and up.
Zhou Yan still dragged Yang Haisheng one by one, relying on his excellent skills to pull Yang Haisheng into the car.
As for Zhou Yan's "future" roommate, it's been a long time since he got on the bus, but he's still in shock: "Zhou Yan, are we getting on the bus now?"
Zhou Yan glanced at the group of people still crowded at the door, smiled and nodded: "Wait a while, the flight attendant will probably have to use his feet to push it up!"
In his previous life, at the same time, Zhou Yan received such a kick.
"Next year during the Chinese New Year, if this happens again, I might as well not go home!"
"As for that," Zhou Yan looked at Yang Haisheng with a wry smile, "This year we had a late holiday because school started late. It won't be like this next year, but..."
Zhou Yan glanced at the bustling crowd outside the car window and sighed slightly...
Schools here in Yunzhong start relatively early, both in spring and autumn. There is no need to worry about returning to school before the Spring Festival or during the summer vacation. However, because the spring semester starts very early, it is easy to catch up with the first wave of Spring Festival travel rush after the Spring Festival...
After a while, Yang Haisheng suddenly grabbed Zhou Yan's arm and pointed out the window: "Look, the flight attendant over there really stuck it with his feet!"
"This is the Spring Festival travel rush," Zhou Yan smiled, "This is good. I heard that in Guangzhou, during the Spring Festival travel rush, even standing in the waiting room may be squeezed away..."
The few students around were all happy...
Seeing this posture, Zhou Yan got even more excited and started driving: "The kid's subway is even scarier. Some women are so squeezed that they become pregnant..."
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, when looking at Zhou Yan, there was a hint of a hidden smile on his face.
The train finally started slowly.
After leaving Yunzhong City, we immediately entered a white world. The snow that had just fallen two days ago showed no trace of melting under the cold wind.
It was full after just two stops, so for a long time, only passengers got off the bus, but no one got on.
After leaving the province, the number of passengers on the train began to decrease again. At around seven o'clock in the evening, the train slowly pulled into the Capital West Station. By this time, there were very few people standing on the train.
As a rule, hard-seat tickets are the most difficult to endure at night, but it was only after ten o'clock when Zhou Yan found that Yang Haisheng, who was sitting next to him, had already begun to snore.
Not long after, snoring broke out in the carriage.
Zhou Yan looked at his phone and saw that he still had two batteries left. It was still full when he went out in the morning, but after chatting with Qin Ruoshu all day, the battery was almost exhausted.
Zhou Yan, who came back from the era of smartphones, has a phobia of running out of battery. Seeing the battery drop to the last bar, he quickly replaced it with a spare battery...
Early the next morning, the train arrived at Hongzhou, the capital of Xiadong Province.
"Zhou Yan, goodbye!"
Zhou Yan waved to Yang Haisheng from the car window.
After getting off the platform, the cold air blowing away Zhou Yan's melancholy dispelled Zhou Yan's melancholy and reminded him that it was the middle of winter. Although the winter in Hongzhou was really a bit uncomfortable, even a drunkard wouldn't freeze to death at night.
There was only one last leg left in the long march of thousands of miles. After leaving the station, Zhou Yan ran to the ticketing hall and took a look. On the train from Hongzhou to Dongyang, there were only standing tickets left.
Zhou Yan shook his head, straightened his already aching waist, left the ticket hall of the train station, and went to the long-distance bus station not far from the train station.
After buying the ticket, Zhou Yan called home. Not long after hanging up the phone, Qin Ruoshu's text message arrived: "Old Zhou, you have arrived in Hongzhou, right. When will you arrive in Dongyang?"
