"Oh, it would be great if I could do it again."
This is a sentence we often hear, and it is often a complaint heard by people who are not satisfied with the final results they receive.
Feng Kang, who was sitting at the table in front of me, stood up his textbook. The back of the book hit the table with a thud. He leaned back and said, "Oh, if I could turn back time, I would definitely review it carefully."
His deskmate Liu Ling came over and knocked him on the head, pushed him forward, and helped me arrange the books together, saying: "Shut up, Feng Kang, who told you not to study hard on Saturdays and Sundays? When the final exam is over, you will be punished by the class teacher."
When Feng Kang heard this, he screamed even more loudly and kept saying, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I feel so bad." He put the back of his hand on his forehead, and his words were weak, "I seem to have a fever, eh." "Hey, I can't take the exam anymore, I can't," he went to hold Liu Ling's hand, "Sister Liu, why don't you help me talk to the class teacher and ask for a leave for me, just say that I stayed up late studying and had a fever, so I can't take the exam."
Type: Essay Progress: Slow Person: First person
Story background: Campus transition to the end of the world Knowledge areas involved: High school
'My' background: In the hot summer when I was about to enter my senior year of high school, I found that I seemed to have lost my memory. To be precise, it was fragmentary amnesia, because I could still remember some things.
CP: Ye Jin
Reading instructions: This is a novel marked as loose.
Purpose: Only sincerity can lead a long life