Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

At the main gate of the No. 2 Middle School, a whole row of fully armed police officers stood.

Several police cars were parked not far away, their lights off.

Yang An had expected there would be a lot of people, but after all, it was his first time taking the college entrance examination, and he hadn't anticipated that there would be so many people.

Besides the test takers, parents made up at least half of the group.

They're all cheering on their own children.

Yang's mother seems to have gone to buy something and hasn't returned yet.

It's also possible that there were too many people and they couldn't find a spot for the father and son.

The cordon was slowly pulled back.

It seems it's time to go back to school.

The candidates rushed forward, squeezing inside.

Yang An handed the free water he had just taken to his father, saying, "Dad, I'll go in first."

Mr. Yang took the water, trying his best to smile kindly.

He was also very nervous.

"Keep it up, son. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just do your best."

"Uh-huh."

……

Having familiarized himself with the examination venue beforehand, Yang An easily found his way after entering the No. 2 Middle School.

He arrived relatively early.

We stopped at the entrance of the examination hall, with a full hour to go before the first exam, Chinese.

There are so many things you can do in an hour.

It's enough to help those who haven't fully mastered the ancient poems and lyrics to hone their skills before the exam.

Strive to improve short-term memory so that it won't hold you back during exams.

"Those who destroyed the six states were the six states themselves; those who destroyed Qin..."

Words and phrases that were once difficult to remember are now easily memorized thanks to the stimulation of various hormones in the body.

Less than twenty minutes had passed.

He quickly went through the knowledge points that required extra attention.

He really felt like he could perform beyond his usual level.

Overjoyed, he turned around and saw a familiar figure standing behind him.

"Jiang Nianxi?"

Yang An was somewhat surprised.

How did she end up here?

"..."

Jiang Nianxi withdrew her gaze, appearing quite indifferent.

"I'm also taking the exam in this room."

To be honest, she didn't expect to meet Yang An here.

When I first looked at the exam room list, I only glanced at it and just needed to know my own name.

But Yang An was also there, which did surprise her a little.

"oh oh."

Yang An nodded awkwardly, then looked around and saw that quite a few students had already gathered.

Most of the test takers here are from other schools and have never met Jiang Nianxi.

Therefore, Jiang Nianxi's appearance naturally attracted many people.

For a moment, I was amazed and impressed.

There's a lot of attention coming from all sides.

However, the exam is the most important thing right now.

They mostly only glanced at it for a few seconds before quickly looking away and focusing on the review materials in their hands.

"Aren't you going to study?"

Yang An thought that with ten minutes left before entering the examination room, he could still indulge in a little more food.

I couldn't watch it for more than a few minutes.

Jiang Nianxi, for some unknown reason, stood leaning against him.

While he was still reviewing, I just watched him quietly.

This feeling of being constantly watched is truly unpleasant, even for a man.

"There's no need," Jiang Nianxi smiled.

Yang An scratched his head, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He usually gets full marks on almost all Chinese language questions, except for essays.

That's a rather idiotic question.

But if you have nothing to do, don't keep staring at other people.

"Could you...stop looking at me for a moment, okay?"

His tone was full of helplessness.

Jiang Nianxi simply took a step back and leaned against the edge of the platform.

"There are less than a few minutes left in the Chinese subject. Trying to memorize those answer templates in that little time is useless."

Her words were very straightforward, but not offensive.

She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she saw Yang An taking notes on these so-called templates.

That's the logic.

That's not the problem.

Yang An suddenly felt like he had punched cotton.

"You can come in now."

The proctor poked his head out of the door and gestured to the candidates waiting outside.

People gradually formed a single line.

Yang An was late, so he was placed at the back of the list.

Jiang Nianxi followed closely behind him, sticking close behind.

"Reach out your hand."

Two proctors were standing at the door.

Yang An reached out and handed the pencil case to the proctor on his left.

Another proctor was using a detector to scan his body back and forth.

I checked my ID card and admission ticket, and then checked my pencil case.

After confirming that everything was correct, Yang An was able to sit in his seat.

Jiang Nianxi, who followed him, happened to sit behind him.

In a major exam like the National College Entrance Examination (NCEE).

The most stressful thing is not seeing the exam paper, nor encountering difficult questions.

There are only two moments.

One segment is the ten or so minutes or so of waiting before the exam papers are handed out.

The examination room was quiet. One proctor was on the stage, another was wandering around, and yet another was sitting in the back.

In particular, the regulations on penalties for violations will be broadcast during the broadcast.

It was indeed oppressive.

One example is a student who had only five minutes left in the exam and had only written four hundred words in their essay.

This is indeed a state of despair.

Curly hair, barcode sticker, identity check again...

When the exam bell finally rang, Yang An almost instantly filled in two multiple-choice questions on the answer sheet.

These were the answers he had in mind when he looked at the exam paper before the exam started.

The journey went very smoothly, even a little too smoothly.

Contextual dictation, emotion analysis...

Almost unimpeded.

And it's surprisingly simple.

With an hour and a half left, I finished all the questions except for the essay.

Yang An's confidence immediately increased.

However, as the saying goes, pride comes before a fall.

Especially in moments like these, he must not underestimate his opponent.

The excitement was quickly calmed down.

He began to seriously conceive the framework of his essay.

The moment I put pen to paper, thoughts flowed like a spring.

However, when there was still half an hour left, there was a sudden noise behind me.

As the proctor walked over from the platform and checked everything, Jiang Nianxi put down her pencil case and ID, then got up and left.

"??"

No, he's only written two-thirds of his essay, while everyone else has already finished.

Even if you're confident enough, you should at least check your answers in a situation like the college entrance exam!

Fortunately, Yang An quickly refocused his attention on the exam paper and was not distracted by the other person.

He is different from Jiang Nianxi.

He didn't have the same strong abilities as others, so after finishing writing, he could only use the most rudimentary method: checking it over and over again.

You should review each question, even the smallest ones worth only one point, two or three times.

The closing bell suddenly rang.

Yang An finally finished reading his own essay.

After leaving the examination room, he looked out at the clear blue sky and was almost in disbelief.

Everything went smoothly, too smoothly.

The rhythm was almost perfect.

It can be said that this was the most satisfying exam paper he had ever taken in his three years of high school.

Yang An had a feeling that his Chinese score this time was likely to be much higher than usual.

The surrounding examinees had mixed feelings, some happy and some worried, their expressions varied.

After the hustle and bustle, most people had already gone downstairs to prepare to go home for dinner.

As he was still marveling at the scene, a glance out of the corner of his eye revealed that Jiang Nianxi was still standing not far away, quietly watching him.