112: C112 The Mock Exam Begins

C112 The Mock Exam Begins

Thursday, the first mock exam of the college entrance exam begins.

Lee Yun had announced that he would get first place in the Zhonghai City mock exam with a perfect score. With the support of Liu Xianxian's scandal, it swept across the entire internet like a violent wind.

Everyone was waiting to see his result, but basically no one believed him!

"Lee Yun, do your best. "

In the morning, Liu Xianxian especially sent a Weibo to Lee Yun, making the discussions on Lee Yun on the Internet become more and more heated.

"Damn it, he actually has such a close relationship with Xianxian!"

"When the results come out on Monday, he will definitely cry!"

"He must be bragging!"

"Do you think he will buy the reviewer and change his test paper to full marks? The mock exam in Zhonghai City is approved by each school individually!"

"It's possible!"

"I firmly disagree with the Zhicai High School's decision to review the exam paper by themselves. We must publicize Lee Yun's exam paper! "

The netizens discussed passionately. In the end, the topic of # publicizing Lee Yun's examination paper was also mentioned in hot topics!

Class 14.

"I hope that everyone will not be affected by the discussions on the Internet. Try your best to take the exam. " The form teacher stood on the podium and emphasized. Finally, he shifted his gaze to Lee Yun.

"Especially Lee Yun. You performed well in Combined Science and English last time. Although the final question of this mock exam is relatively difficult, I hope that you can score more than 290 + 145 points. This way, you will be able to respond to the netizens' doubts about you!"

290 + 145, the other two subjects got another 200 points. In total, it was close to 650 points, reaching the score of the top universities in the country. Presumably, although the netizens would still mock them, they would not be too contemptuous!

Lee Yun smiled slightly, nodded, and did not say anything.

Wang Houliang had a strange expression on his face. Did Brother Lee really want to get full marks? Was this possible?

At 8: 30 in the morning, half an hour before the exam started, Lee Yun went to the teaching block to look for Faang Xue and his sister.

Along the way, countless students looked at Lee Yun. Some admired him, some despised him, and some were simply curious.

When Li Yong came to the experimental class, he was even surrounded by this group of top students and rich second generation students.

"Lee Yun!" Yu Xiannian, who had been in the top three for a long time, looked like he was watching a good show. He asked, "Are you sure you can get full marks?"

Before Lee Yun could say anything, another boy said in a strange tone, "Full marks? Yu Xiannian, are you joking? If he could really get full marks, he wouldn't be a poor student!"

The others had different expressions on their faces.

During the last mock exam in the experimental class, although there were three people who got full marks in English, none of them got full marks in Combined Sciences!

However, Lee Yun had obtained a score that even the students in the experimental class could not obtain!

This made them, who had always boasted of themselves as the top geniuses of the Zhicai High School, feel very awkward.

Lee Yun glanced at him and disdained to talk to him. He looked at Lee Feng in the classroom and then walked to the side with Faang Xue, who had walked out, and was ready to chat.

Zhou Xianming, who was completely ignored, clenched his fists. A flash of ruthlessness and decisiveness flashed through his eyes.

"First place with full marks? Let's see who will get first with full marks this time!"

He secretly touched a custom-made phone that was sewn into his jacket and was secretly pleased with himself. With everyone paying attention to Lee Yun, if he got first place with full marks, then he would definitely become famous!2

Faang Xue would look at him in a different light. Perhaps Liu Xianxian would also be attracted by him and would take the initiative to chat with him!

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