At dawn, it was still dark and the room was hazy. Wang Sheng lay on his back on the bed, his consciousness fully awake, but he did not move, lying quietly, like a movie film being played backwards, everything that just happened was replayed in his brain scene by scene... (1) "You

At dawn, it was not bright yet, and the room was hazy.

Wang Sheng lay on his back on the bed, his consciousness fully awake, but he did not move, lying quietly, like rewinding a movie film, everything that just happened was replayed in his brain scene by scene...

(1)

" You, you... why are you like this?"

Teacher Zhang held a test paper in his left hand, and while speaking, he hit the test paper with his right hand, palm up, as if tapping. After tapping it, he flicked it and the test paper flew up lightly and fell to the ground silently.

Through Teacher Zhang's expression and movements, Wang Sheng felt the huge gap between Teacher Zhang's full hope and deep disappointment, as if an invisible knife was stabbing his face and chest.

"Teacher, please don't..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wang Sheng stopped. He wanted to say something to the teacher, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. His face was so anxious that he raised his hand almost unconsciously. Hit yourself in the face...

(2)

The rain was falling in the sky, and a winding dirt road stretched in front of you into the distance. It was difficult to walk through the mud underfoot, and there were puddles of muddy water in the deep or shallow ruts. The falling raindrops hit the puddles of muddy water from time to time, causing splashes.

Wang Sheng was walking along this path to school. He had to go to the examination room to retrieve his test paper. If he arrived late, locked the door of the examination room, and lost the test paper, he would only get zero points in this exam.

This is a very important exam that will determine Wang Sheng's fate to a large extent. Wang Sheng clearly remembered that his test papers were full of words, and he did not dare to say that he would do well in the exam. Passing should be no problem. But what he never expected was that when the exam was over and he went to the invigilator at the front of the examination room to hand in his papers, what he handed in was not the exam paper, but a piece of scratch paper. The teacher collecting the papers said he had made a mistake and asked him to go back and get the papers. He glanced at the "test paper" in his hand. It was densely written, but it was indeed a scrap of paper, not a test paper to be handed in, so he hurried back.

What Wang Sheng didn't expect again was that the way back was so long. From where the invigilator stood to his seat, it was only a dozen steps away, but Wang Sheng walked no matter how hard he walked. Can't get to your seat. He held the piece of draft paper in his hand, and the dense handwriting kept swaying in front of his eyes, as if it were a vast expanse of grassland, with no end in sight. Wang Sheng just walked and walked and ran and ran. He seemed to have lost his direction unconsciously. He didn't know where he was going or where he was running...

(3)

"Isn't this my test paper!"

When Wang Sheng found the white paper in the ruts on the muddy road in the rain, his eyes suddenly lit up. I saw half of the white paper soaked in muddy water, and half standing sideways, being pattered by the raindrops falling from the sky. Fortunately, it was not completely wet by the rain, let alone broken.

Wang Sheng quickly stepped forward, picked up his test paper from the muddy water, put the lower half soaked in muddy water on his sleeve with one hand, and pressed it gently with the other hand, so that the sleeve could absorb the test paper as quickly as possible. Moisture. When the water was almost absorbed by the sleeves and the test paper became a little firmer, Wang Sheng tried to wipe the mud on it. He did not dare to wipe it hard, but wiped it gently and little by little. If you use force, the test paper soaked in water may be scratched, scratched and irreparable.

Wang Sheng finished wiping the test paper and thought about how to quickly hand it over to the invigilator. But it had been a long time since the exam ended. When Mr. Wang ran back to the examination room with his test papers, the front and back doors were locked, and the invigilator had already collected the test papers and left. Then Wang Sheng hurriedly ran to the test paper binding room, only to find that both the front and back doors were locked and there was no one there - all the procedures for this exam had ended.

But Wang Sheng didn’t want to give up yet. He was holding on to a glimmer of hope to see if he could ask his teacher to help him hand in his test paper. So he took the test paper he had rescued from the muddy water and ran all the way through the mud to the teacher's house.When he handed the wet test paper with mud and water stains to the teacher's hand, the teacher was simply shocked: "You, you...how did you..."

四

Wang Sheng did not move, just Lying on the bed quietly like that, the scene after scene just now kept swirling in my mind and appeared in front of my eyes. Everything was so clear, yet so incredible.

This is a dream.

The sky is getting brighter, the white ceiling looks spotless, and Wang Sheng's brain is blank...

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Postscript:

Wang Sheng said that it has been more than thirty years since he bid farewell to his student days, and there have been no major important exams for many years. Participate. Somehow, I dream about the college entrance examination several times every year. The situation in the dream is so real that it is unbelievable.