The end of the semester is coming, and everyone is busy studying.

Many students have begun to review day and night every day, hoping to pass the final exam smoothly, at least not to end up in the tragic ending.

For most students, this is exactly what it looks like.

But for Huang Xu and Meng Xuan, where is the review, it is simply whether the preview is good or not. This semester's course, that is, at the end of the semester, will be taken out for a look. Others have turned to the worn-out textbooks, but the textbooks of Huang Xu and Meng Xuan are still brand new.

As for Li Guoming on the side, he looked unusually relaxed, sipping coffee while flipping through books. For him, a guy with his own academic attributes, the exam will not put too much pressure on him at all. For Meng Xuan and Huang Xu, many theories of knowledge are as profound as a book from heaven. In the eyes of Li Guoming, it's just the same thing, simple and easy to understand.

"Fourth, don't hand in the papers so quickly when you take the exam, let me finish copying before I can leave." Huang Xu looked at Li Guoming and said.

"By the way, and me, I'm going to copy it too. You write out the answer to this question, and I make a cheat sheet and prepare it with both hands. Meng Xuan said in a loud voice.

"Don't worry, but this time it's Lao Li Tou's invigilation, are you sure you can copy it?" Li Guoming said with a chuckle.

As soon as they heard that it was Lao Li Tou who was invigilating the exam, Meng Xuan and Huang Xu's faces instantly became extremely ugly. This is one of the four dead officials of Pengcheng University, and under his invigilation, it is almost impossible to cheat.

Meng Xuan remembered that last semester he had a subject of statistics that he died honorably under the invigilation of this guy.

"Ignore it. Memorize some first, and then play on the spot. I've hung up three subjects. If I hang up again, I will definitely be scolded to death by my old man when I go back. Huang Xu said depressedly. After speaking, he hurriedly picked up the book and began to recite obscure sentences. Doing the final sprint.

Meng Xuan was the same, and began to memorize the book bitterly.

It's not that the two of them have to do well in the exam, they have to be ten excellent and all-round, just to hope to pass. At least when I go home, I can be less beaten by my own stick.

When he thought of the stick, Lao Meng's method of beating dogs with one hand was becoming more and more refined, and he was becoming more and more perfect, of which Meng Xuan had most of the credit.

In the past few days, Meng Xuan has completed the tasks of the master every day, as well as the routine brushing points, and the live broadcast for two hours. buried his head in the preview, if Meng Xuan hated the time to pass so quickly, it was definitely the time to preview these few days.

When the time for the final exam came, like a duck being driven, Meng Xuan could only rush to the examination room helplessly. Immersed in the hard work of the test questions, copying the cheat sheet, and looking around.

The tight exam bell rang, and Meng Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How's it going, did you copy it?" Li Guoming put his arm around Meng Xuan's shoulders and said.

"A little bit, Lao Li Tou has been walking around me." Meng Xuan said helplessly.

"I'm fine, I've copied it all." Huang Xu said with a chuckle.

After this exam, Meng Xuan wrote everything that he should have done, and he scribbled a few handfuls if he shouldn't. The final result can only be left to fate.

At the end of the exam, the students went back to their homes and looked for their mothers. Like Meng Xuan, Huang Xu, and Li Guoming, the families in Pengcheng are a little better, so don't be too anxious. Some students whose homes are in the northeast, northwest, southwest and other places rushed to the way home early.

Gently carrying a big backpack and simply putting some things in it, Meng Xuan rubbed Li Guoming's car and returned to his community.

This community in the surrounding high-rise buildings, but there is a little out of place, dilapidated low walls, the walls that have not been decorated for a long time sparsely fall off a piece of lime, people rub a little from time to time, there will be a piece of white ash on the body, there are also a lot of old people sitting under the tree under the old banyan tree at the entrance of the community.

All of this is a little different from the modern Pengcheng City. This is also the old town of Pengcheng, or the slums. This is a forgotten corner of the bustling metropolis of Pengcheng.

Meng Xuan carried a large backpack on his back and gently knocked on the door of 502.

"Here we are." A familiar voice came from inside the door.

The one who opened the door was Meng Xuan's mother, Xie Wanyi, a woman over fifty years old, but even so, Meng Xuan's mother still looked radiant, although it was not as exaggerated as those who were still in their twenties at the age of forty or fifty. But Xie Wanyi's face is still in her thirties, and Meng Xuan's handsome face is mostly inherited from Xie Wanyi.

"My son is back." Xie Wanyi looked at Meng Xuan standing outside the door and said in a loud voice.

Hurriedly turned Meng Xuan's body and looked at it carefully, to see where he was fat, where he was thin, whether he was handsome or something. It's like an ordinary mother seeing her precious child. Even if she had only met this son more than a month ago, even if this son would talk to her for a long time every once in a while.

"Why have you lost weight, haven't you eaten enough lately? Look at you, the dark circles on your face are heavy again, and your hair is a little long, but you are still so handsome, son, your beard is about to be shaved, and a young man in his twenties learns what to wear. ”

"Alright, Mom. I see, come here and I'll buy you something. ”

Meng Xuan said as he took out items from his backpack, health products, seafood, and good wine and cigarettes. These are all things that he specially asked Huang Xu to buy for him.

He knew that the old man and his mother were reluctant to buy these things. Even if he remitted 10,000 yuan to the two of them last month, Meng Xuan knew that the two would never be willing to spend it. Like many parents, they save for their children.

Xie Wanyi watched Meng Xuan take out things one by one from his backpack, and said that it was wasteful, while asking the price.

Meng Xuan also smiled and didn't speak, and at this time, a burly, bearded, and rather tough man walked out of the door, this person was Meng Xuan's father, Meng Jinsong. Even if you are in your fifties, you can vaguely imagine how handsome you looked when you were young.

"Dad, hey, it's for you." Meng Xuan threw a cigarette into Lao Meng's hand with a flick of his hand.

"Good boy, not bad. This cigarette Lao Tzu loves to smoke, but he can't afford to smoke a pack of 100 yuan. Lao Meng took the cigarette and patted Meng Xuan's shoulder and said.

"You love to smoke, and I will buy it for you every day in the future." Meng Xuan said with a smile.

"Looking for death, buy it every day, it doesn't cost money. Still smoking, you want to die a few years earlier. Xie Wanyi glared at the two father and son who were laughing and said.

In this family, Xie Wanyi has the absolute right to speak. In Lao Meng's words, it is a good man who does not fight with a woman. But in Meng Xuan's opinion, it was Lao Meng who accommodated Xie Wanyi and was reluctant.

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