Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 300: A Blow to the Head

Today's exam went well for many people. I guess when they go to bed tonight, those optimistic people will already be thinking that the top universities in the country are beckoning to them.

It was indeed a very relaxing day. The political exam in the afternoon was also without a doubt a piece of cake for Feng Yiping. The book he had memorised finally came in handy, and he didn't miss a thing, including the short questions. Logically, even if he didn't get a full mark, he would only lose one or two points at most.

In order to get a good night's rest, the family turned on the air conditioner for the first time. Huang Jingping rested her head on Feng Yiping's shoulder and watched the news with him. 'So what will I do when I get to the capital?'

'What do you think? You can continue your studies, you can study languages, you can work. Jin Ling is going to lead a group of people to start laying the network of branches in the north next month. Why don't you go to the headquarters and become an accountant? Or, I plan to take out a mortgage on a few more houses, and you can be a leisurely landlady, collecting rent from house to house every month?'

'What a terrible title, landlady!' Huang Jingping didn't like this term at all.

Some Hong Kong and Taiwanese terms did sound a little strange when they first came to the mainland. Feng Yiping had read an article in the city's evening newspaper in which a columnist said that the term 'husband' in Hong Kong and Taiwanese TV dramas appealed to him.

'But I want to be a landlord!' Feng teased her, "but there's one thing that's a priority, you need to hurry up and get your driving licence, otherwise it's very inconvenient in such a big capital.'

'Is it difficult to learn?" She seemed to have a natural fear of these mechanical things.

'With your IQ, you can pass after studying for a year or six months,'

To be honest, this kind of thing really depends on the person. A friend of Feng Yiping's really struggled for almost a year before getting his driving licence. The direct consequence of his glorious history was that even his family refused to ride in his car.

The next morning, Feng Yiping still arrived at the parking lot next to the school at 8 o'clock. He sat in the car for more than ten minutes and entered the exam room at 8:30 sharp.

To be honest, Feng Yiping was still a little worried about mathematics, not only because it was his weakest subject, but also because it was the most unstable subject in the high school entrance exams over the years. The teachers who set the questions would play a trick every now and then. Feng Yiping thought last night: In the middle school entrance exam, the mathematics of our generation was historically the most difficult. Now in the college entrance exam, it shouldn't be so difficult, right? If that's the case, I'll definitely buy a lottery ticket.

Then, during the first five minutes after the test paper was handed out, he felt that after the college entrance exam, he could really go buy a lottery ticket. Damn it!

After doing so many past papers, you can roughly judge the difficulty of a paper from the first few questions. Judging from the first few questions, the difficulty of this mathematics paper must be above 9. Feng Yiping felt a little sad. If only he hadn't taken a year off, then he wouldn't have been unlucky enough to encounter such a difficult paper again.

He is a kind person who thinks of others. His biggest worry now is the repeaters. After another year of hard work, they have the misfortune of encountering such a difficult exam paper. It's possible that their results this year will be worse than last year's.

Although the difficulty of these multiple-choice questions is not too high, except for the first one, every question requires calculation. For the multiple-choice questions in Chinese, he got stuck on the sixth one for a while, and for the multiple-choice questions in mathematics, he got stuck on the thirteenth one for a while. This one is supposed to be the most difficult multiple-choice question.

There are only four fill-in-the-blank questions, and the teacher who set the questions finally had a conscience and realised that the first one is basically a giveaway question, and the remaining three are all difficult.

There is not an easy one among the third part of the multiple-choice questions, especially the penultimate one, the one about the rolling mill. I guess it later appeared in the dreams of many 99th college entrance examination students. You say it is particularly difficult? No, there have been similar questions in algebra, but the textbook says it is the average percentage of each bargaining for a telecommunications product. Here, it is about strip steel thinning. In fact, the idea is the same, but the form is different. Of course, the difficulty is higher than the one in the textbook.

This question combines knowledge of geometric sequences, logarithms, and inequality calculations. Feng Yiping spent more than 20 minutes before he came up with an answer. While he was doing the calculations, he used less rigorous logical thinking to reason. The teacher who set this question must have been sent down to the steel mill during the decade-long movement. Anyway, this question definitely succeeded in making most candidates develop an aversion to cold rolling mills.

The last question, of course, was not easy either. It was a question that tested everyone's comprehensive use of mathematical knowledge. He only barely managed to solve the trajectory equation, and the rest was still unfinished when the bell rang.

In the examination room where he was, most people were like him. None of them were as relaxed as they had been in the exam the day before. They were all still writing furiously. Some had stopped writing, and it was obvious that they had either not done well or had given up.

The parents waiting outside did not see their children's smiling faces this time. Feng Yiping had not even reached the door before he heard a chorus of miserable cries. Some were crying so hard they were hoarse. Of course, in front of so many people, it was the girls who were crying for sure, but looking at those sobbing girls in their mothers' arms, the boys on the sidelines could not help but feel the same way. Many of them had red circles under their eyes.

It's not their fault. Yesterday they thought Tsinghua and Peking University were beckoning to them, but today they were told they had failed. They were really upset.

Especially for those arrogant children, after working so hard for more than ten years, always thinking that they must give their parents, teachers and themselves a satisfactory answer, only to end up with such a very unsatisfactory result, how can they accept it?

Some mothers burst into tears when their children cried. The scene was really quite miserable. And such scenes are expected to occur in many places. The teacher who set the questions really should be called out for a good talking to.

The treasure of the school mathematics teaching and research group, a grey-haired, special-grade teacher who is about to retire, was the first to get the exam paper. After comparing the arts and sciences and skimming through them, he made a judgment: 'It's all difficult. There are 18 questions that are the same in the arts and sciences, accounting for 70% of the marks, and four sister questions. There are only two completely different questions.'

He was only responsible for the last two questions, and after putting pen to paper, he sighed, 'I guess some middle school teachers won't be able to finish these questions in the time limit.'

He was being polite. In fact, after receiving the exam papers, many maths teachers in some schools just walked away, ashamed that they couldn't solve several questions in no time.

The commotion here naturally alerted the people in the neighbourhood. Feng Yuxuan was the only one across the street today. She asked a parent who had come to buy chocolate, 'What's going on over there?'

'Oh, the maths was too difficult, most people didn't do well, and many children couldn't accept it.'

After listening, Feng Yuxuan immediately wanted to call Feng Yiping. The young girl at the cash register had good eyesight and reminded her, 'Look, isn't he coming out?'

Feng Yuxuan adjusted the binoculars to the highest magnification and saw her brother walking out of the school gate a little tired. Fortunately, he wasn't dejected, just not as relaxed as after the two subjects yesterday, but she guessed he'd do okay!

'Yuxuan, you don't need to worry. Even though everyone did badly, Yiping should still be at the top of his class,' she said, which was similar to what Feng Yiping always said: out of a total of 150 points, most people scored below 80, so if you scored 100, that was a high score.

Feng Yuxuan couldn't let go of her worries. She knew that her younger brother's weak subject was mathematics, which was why she had chosen the arts subjects in the first place. However, it was a bit inappropriate to pursue the matter at this point. It was a foregone conclusion, and asking would only make him feel bad. It would be even worse if it affected his English in the afternoon and history tomorrow. Let's wait until tomorrow afternoon!

Seeing the commotion here, Ding Qiang and Huang Jingping couldn't sit still in the car either, and they came up to them, 'What's wrong? Is it difficult?' Huang Jingping asked.

'It's the same as the middle school entrance exam, and it's the most difficult in recent years.' He had done the past five years' college entrance exam papers, and this time was undoubtedly the most difficult.

'Ah!' Huang Jingping exclaimed.

Feng Yiping only compared a few years and came to this conclusion. The next day, a newspaper that had compared the past 20 years' college entrance exam math papers wrote this report: 'The math in this year's college entrance exam is the most difficult since 1979!'