Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1407 - 683: Officer Xu’s Righteousness

Chapter 1407: Chapter 683: Officer Xu’s Righteousness

"The Gaokao is just one hundred days away, classmates, it’s time to get nervous!" the teacher stood at the podium, tirelessly repeating with great emphasis. "One hundred days, whether you strive hard in these one hundred days or not, will have a decisive impact on the path of your life, classmates!"

How many days were left until the Gaokao had almost become a mantra for every graduating class and every teacher. In anticipation of the Gaokao, extracurricular activities had become a legend, and students’ ears were filled with nothing but Gaokao, Gaokao, Gaokao, every day was spent either reviewing or testing, testing, testing!

Even the teachers’ attitudes had changed. In the past, if someone was late to class, they would get a few words of scolding, but now it was a simple, "Late again, huh? Hurry up and sit down. The first question has been covered already, you’ll have to ask your classmates after class..."

Under these circumstances, even the most carefree student, even those who originally had no intention of scoring highly, would suddenly have a moment of conscience and study frantically with their books— perhaps a miracle might happen, and they might score a half-decent result!

"Your memory is really something!" In a corner of the classroom, An Changhe whispered to Yan Fei with admiration. "I still have a few sets of old questions here, some of which we’ve been tested on before. Now the teachers don’t go over these old question types, but I saw a few like them in some Gaokao materials..."

"Why don’t our teachers go over them?" Yan Fei whispered.

"Some question types the teachers think may be outdated, so they simply skip them to avoid wasting our energy!" An Changhe grinned sneakily. "Actually, even the teachers here at First High School are just so-so. If they can predict three to five questions correctly, they’d be considered gods. Relying on their predictions isn’t necessarily reliable. Anyway, you have a good memory, and you’ve pretty much learned what the teacher has taught. Looking at different types of questions can’t hurt."

My deskmate had changed a lot. Ever since Yan Fei promised him that if he didn’t do well on the exam, he’d go work in the field, An Changhe had been invigorated, improving day by day. Now, he seldom looked as gloomy as before— like a farmer facing a three-year drought. When other students came with questions, he no longer just dryly explained the solution process. Occasionally, he would even crack a joke.

The best way to describe An Changhe now was: free and unconstrained.

When the Gaokao loomed over him like a mountain, stifling his breath and making him only able to look at the small patch of ground under his feet, someone suddenly told him that even if he dropped that mountain, there was still a road ahead. He straightened his back, looked around, and saw that the sky was blue, the grass was green, and the spring light outside the window was bright.

It felt like someone who had spent months on end in a small house, barely seeing the sun, suddenly driving a car at full speed on a highway, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, a wide road heading straight to the horizon, towering mountains, and vast rivers...

That feeling was truly indescribable.

So An Changhe had changed. He began to laugh and joke with his classmates during his free time, greet people with a smile, and even occasionally during lunch break, he would clumsily scramble for a basketball on the court, awkwardly throw it, laugh out loud as the ball missed the backboard completely, and run off laughing...

Although the other students didn’t know the reason for his change, there was no doubt; they certainly preferred to interact with such a classmate. Listening to him recount the ’funny incidents’ he encountered during previous Gaokaos, listening to him speak in a carefree manner that the Gaokao was just like that, and how you must stay relaxed during the exam—as the tighter you are, the more prone you are to mistakes.

Perhaps, in hindsight, the students would think his forced bravado and generosity seemed a little silly, but in these days of being constantly reminded by teachers of how many days were left before the Gaokao, his behavior was undoubtedly comforting.

Some of the study-loving students in the class now often delved into problems with him, no longer keeping him at arm’s length as before.

And An Changhe did not disappoint these classmates. He actively sought out numerous test questions and papers and even took the initiative to write to former classmates who had already gone to university, asking them to buy study materials for the Gaokao from other cities to share with everyone.

A veteran repeater whose grades weren’t bad had become proactive, and the results were quite good. Even Yan Fei could feel the change between An Changhe and his classmates.

When someone realizes that certain things around them suddenly all seem to be improving, even if it has little to do with themselves, they will still feel genuinely happy.

So, Yan Fei, who had come back from the city to attend class at the school, had almost forgotten that at noon he was in the city and had spent one million six hundred forty thousand to prevent himself from ever seeing someone again.

It was just about time for school to end, and the last class was politics, which Yan Fei had packed up early. He was feeling quite content, enjoying the thoughts of what to eat for dinner when he glanced at the "dinosaur world" and burst into laughter.

An Changhe, noticing Yan Fei’s absent-mindedness suddenly turning into cheerfulness, couldn’t help but mutter, "Even if you can recite the textbook, you don’t have to be so happy, do you? You’re just making me jealous!"