While the two teachers were proctoring the exam one after another, Mo Shangyun slowly browsed the four test papers in his hand.
The three pictures are all in-class tests, and they are all completed within a time limit of half an hour. The fourth picture should be a test in this subject, with a time limit of ninety minutes.
This subject does not require calculation or brain use. According to what Ding Jing said, it is rote memorization.
All the knowledge is in his mind and can be mobilized at any time. Just like yesterday's field survival test, Mo Shangjun only needs to fill in the answers.
As a result, the two teachers who were "proctoring" the exam once again experienced what "memorizing answers" meant.
Fill in the answers without pausing, your hands are still on the previous answer, and your attention has shifted to the next question.
Mo Shangjun did not fill in the answers one stroke at a time, and her handwriting was a bit sloppy. However, even if her handwriting was scrawled, it looked better than Ding Jing's writing stroke by stroke, and it was also highly legible. There was no need to worry about the problem of the paper.
For the next hour, the two teachers almost watched Mo Shangjun write the test paper non-stop. From being surprised to dumbfounded at first, and then becoming numb due to the long-term shock, it seemed that there was a natural change.
The two teachers were separated by a distance, but they communicated with each other through their eyes - even if Mo Shangjun failed, they had to worship this top student.
"It's written."
Just after ten o'clock, Mo Shangjun finally stopped writing.
However, the teachers, who had become disengaged from a tense state, paused for two seconds before coming back to their senses after hearing Mo Shangjun's voice.
The two of them walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.
One teacher asked worriedly: "Why don't you check it?"
Mo Shangjun has been writing, so aren’t you afraid of reading the wrong title?
Handing the test paper to them, Mo Shangyun curled his lips and said, "No need."
I have to admit that she looks really good when she smiles, so much so that the resentment of waiting for her while working overtime for two hours has disappeared.
"Next class." Mo Shangyun said.
So, the teacher handed her the notebook again.
When he turned on his laptop, Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of something and asked, "Can I stay here for a little longer?"
In fact, during the assessment period, there is still plenty of time for students at this stage. It is just because the training during the day is too tiring, and the students have to be very nervous to attend classes at night. Therefore, after the day is arranged, they sleep on the pillow at night and are kicked out at five o'clock the next day.
Even though I woke up, I still felt like I didn’t get enough sleep.
But Mo Shangyun's body has become accustomed to this state, and he can rest less at night.
The two teachers looked at each other in surprise.
I have seen people who want to go to bed early because they are too tired from studying, but I have never seen people who want to work overtime and study overtime.
They really can't understand this way of thinking...
"If you can, that's fine."
One of the instructors gave their answer.
In fact, the superiors did not approve Mo Shangjun to stay in the classroom and study overtime, but if Mo Shangjun can study, they can continue to accompany him here.
And on this matter, there will definitely be no opinions from above.
"OK."
Mo Shangyun nodded towards them.
Then, open the PPT of the next course and continue reading.
*
At half past ten, Yan Tianxing drove his car and arrived nearby.
The weather was gloomy, but it didn't rain. Yan Tianxing parked the car outside, picked up the stack of copybooks on the passenger side and walked into the building.
He first went to the classroom where Mo Shangyun was, and two teachers were guarding him one behind the other. When they saw him, they wanted to say hello, but he stopped him.
He stood outside the back door and glanced twice into the classroom.
Mo Shangjun was sitting alone, looking leisurely and leisurely. Even in a real classroom, Mo Shangjun didn't look like a good student at all. At first glance, he looked like the kind of person sitting in the back row with his legs crossed and chewing.
Students chewing gum and thinking, looking up at the window and thinking about how to skip class.
She was in that state, with her eyes fixed on the laptop screen and her fingers clicking on the mouse from time to time. It looked like she was browsing entertainment web pages when she was bored.
However, just seeing her messy hair, Yan Tianxing couldn't help but curl his lips.
He withdrew his gaze and motioned to those standing at the door to continue watching, while he went to the classroom next door.
When he passed by, he was about to hand in the paper, so after waiting for two minutes, he said hello to Huoge and took Ding Jing out.
The students who were still in the classroom only saw Yan Tianxing coming to see Mo Shangyun, but not Ding Jing. They couldn't help but be a little surprised and took a second look.
"Instructor Yan."
After walking out of the door, Ding Jing shouted.
As a person with fair observation skills, Ding Jing had an ominous premonition after noticing the stack of copybooks in Yan Tianxing's hand.
Yan Tianxing directly handed the stack of copybooks to Ding Jing, "Captain Jiang gave this to you, one copy a week."
After looking at the stack of copybooks in silence for three seconds, Ding Jing asked quickly, "What if I can't finish writing and I'm eliminated?"
Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids and said directly: "Then this is a farewell gift."
"Thank you for your trouble." Ding Jing replied speechlessly, paused slightly, and then said, "If——"
"Points deducted."
Before Ding Jing could finish speaking, Yan Tianxing gave an accurate answer.
"..."
Ding Jing swallowed the words "not finished" and twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely.
Damn it, does this instructor Yan have the ability to read minds?
"come over."
Yan Tianxing said two words and walked directly to the classroom next door.
Ding Jing, whose whole body was absorbed in the copybook, had a headache to keep up.
These days, there are still instructors who know how to write well?!
Clothes.
Capitalized service.
She doesn't want to develop into "moral, intellectual, physical, artistic, and labor Mo Shangjun"!
Can’t someone as capable as her have some flaws?!
When he arrived at the front door, Ding Jing seemed to have accepted this reality. When he stopped, he opened his mouth and asked: "Are you in charge of the pen?"
Yan Tianxing stood at the door and glanced sideways at her, with a cold look in his eyes.
Didn't answer her.
The teacher standing outside the door, on the other hand, replied a little awkwardly: "Never mind..."
The last word "bar" was squeezed out because Yan Tianxing glanced in this direction.
The teacher felt guilty, right? They can't even afford a pen?
"We are tight on funds, so we will deduct it from here tonight," Yan Tianxing said seriously, "let Captain Jiang buy it tomorrow."
When Yan Tianxing speaks seriously, he always gives people a convincing feeling for the first time.
Therefore, no matter how unreliable the words that come out of his mouth are, you will subconsciously feel that... maybe they are true?
Ding Jing was a little confused.
The teacher next to me was also a little confused.
"Ahem..."
There was a coughing sound in the classroom.
The three pairs of eyes in front glanced over and found that the person who made the sound was Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun was laughing, beaming with joy, but did not make a sound.
The corners of her lips couldn't help but raise, she looked at the door and said jokingly: "Would you like to save some money on the electricity bill?"
"We are not short of electricity bills." Yan Tianxing said without changing his face, then looked at Ding Jing and continued, "She is practicing calligraphy here."
Mo Shangjun asked in surprise: "So humane?"
Yan Tianxing said seriously: "Without funds, we can only be more humane."
Mo Shangjun almost laughed again.
Fortunately, there were two instructors around, so Mo Shangyun was able to hold back.
After adjusting his mood, Mo Shangyun said to the teacher behind him: "I want the test paper."
"So fast?"
The teacher was stunned.
How long has it been before we need another test paper?!
After swallowing, the teacher asked again: "Full set?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun gave an affirmative answer.
For her, many courses are simply review and not considered learning new content.
In particular, the courses taught by Huo Ge were the ones she took the most in the past. If she took the exam without taking the exam, she would get over 90% with no problem. Now that she reads the course material again, she can guarantee an accuracy rate of 99%.
Of course, this is only on the premise that the teaching content of GS9 is all basic knowledge.
This is not a military school, and they won't let you learn everything. Most of them are just a preliminary understanding. In short, it's just miscellaneous studies. You need to understand everything, but you don't need to be proficient.
Mo Shangyun used to take classes here and there, not with the idea of mastery, but at most with the intention of gaining a preliminary understanding of this major.
Furthermore, it is completely unrealistic to learn everything from master to master.
Learning one subject requires a lot of effort. Some people study one subject all their lives and dare not say that they have learned it well.
The army has so many services and branches, and the same is true.
The existence of "special" proves that more needs to be paid.
"...All right."
The teacher nodded, feeling that he was used to this kind of shock.
He quickly went to the second floor to get the test papers.
Ding Jing also walked in from the outside with a pile of copybooks in his arms, and found a seat near Mo Shangjun to sit down.
Yan Tianxing looked at the door for a while, then turned and left.
When leaving, I told the teacher at the door to stay up until midnight at the latest and make sure they go back.