"Documentary Serial" My College Entrance Examination Road 3 - The First Taste of Success

The moment I put on the spikes, I ran carefully, and then faster and faster, I paid attention to the feeling at the waist, and when I was sure that it was completely fine, I ran with all my strength. The sound of the wind whistling in my ears was so comfortable that I ate two extraordinarily large "exploding" African crucian carp at night. At this time, there is more than a month left before the physical education test, and I have made the worst plans for the 100 meters and shot put results, the key is table tennis and basketball.

I wasted too much time, so I tried harder to practice, sometimes without resting at noon. I often go to the ball room very early, and when I practice, Teacher Liu deliberately let me practice for a long time before changing others, and the students can understand. Once everyone went home on the weekend, I asked the teacher to get the key to the ball room, and one person practiced for more than two hours of serve, it was still Valentine's Day, and the fireworks outside the window were brilliant.

Ready to go, everything was ready, and my last test score was around 80 (100 points), because last year's undergraduate line was 81 points, so it was not far off, and there was hope. More than three hours of long-distance buses took us to Guangzhou and checked in at the Yuanhang Hotel in Tianhe Shopping Center. The hotel is 3 star and the environment is nice, but I don't care about this, I am more concerned about the weather and the venue of the exam. We arrived at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky in Guangzhou was as dark as night, and immediately after the thunder and lightning was a torrential rain.

The next day, the exam had not yet started, and the teacher arranged for us to familiarize ourselves with the venue. After walking a short distance, entering the south gate of the Chinese Normal University, there were already people practicing there, and these people estimated that they climbed the wall to enter, which seemed to be nothing compared to their little desperate sanlang strength.

When I was taken into the crowded check-in room by the examiner at the beginning of the 100-meter exam, the molecules of active oil had already squeezed out the air molecules inside, and the candidates sat quietly in rows on the ground, except for the examiner's reputation, there was no other sound, and everyone got the number plate and waited silently. The feeling of repression was like a criminal going to the execution ground, or more like a concentration camp waiting to be slaughtered, and I didn't like the exam scene at all.

When it was my turn to get on the runway, it was already raining lightly, the first shot was rushed away, everyone was called back, and when the second shot rang, I started the fastest. I think few people remember what it was like to run a hundred meters on the college entrance examination, because it was a moment and a moment was over. The results were announced, I was 12.6 minus 0.3 (I don't know why to reduce, it may be the reason for the venue) is 12.3, 20 points can probably get about 13 points, not good or bad to complete the task.

Many people will want to go to the toilet because of nervousness, but the field where the shot put ball is thrown is far from the toilet, and it is not good to run away and miss the exam time. So some candidates spontaneously surrounded a corner, formed a wall of people, one by one to urinate, in retrospect this face is indeed unsightly, but at the time I thought that all this was normal for people on the scene, because the mind only thought about how to get good results.

In the morning, the rainy field was very wet and slippery, every time the lead ball was thrown, the towel prepared by the examiner was all wet, some students simply wiped it with clothes, my white shirt at that time was the best wipe of cotton, and when I got the lead ball, I rolled it into my arms a few times, because it was all black cinder, and the clothes could not be washed off for a long time after going back. In the end, I only lost 9.4, and 20 points can probably get 11 points, which is satisfied with me, the soldier who fell behind.

After the two quality tests, I only got 24 points, basketball and table tennis scored 84 points, but it is easy to know that basketball's 20 points are easy, and it is difficult to get full scores in other sports except athletics. Moreover, table tennis is also divided into several sub-items, 40 points can get 35 points is an acceptable result for ordinary people, and I must get more than 36 points.

The basketball exam was in the afternoon, we were arranged to familiarize ourselves with the venue, and the teacher also helped me test to get a full score. When it came time for the real exam, I deliberately wore my newly purchased basketball clothes, but the examiner took us to another arena, which was darkly lit and the floor was painted and slippery.

On my second left-handed layup, the ball spun around slowly on the frame twice before falling, and the whole venue was not ideal, and many people wanted to ask for one more chance. The examiner said with no expression on his face: "You don't even have the results, and in the end I only got 17 points in basketball." 17 + 24 is also 41 points, if you want to get 81 points, you have to take the table tennis test with a full score, is it possible? Look at the teacher heard the sudden look when I took the 17-point basketball test, I knew that it was basically finished, and the people who came to take the sports test were running for 81 points, and 81 points was the undergraduate line.

I waited early at the entrance of the stadium for the table tennis exam, bought bread and water, and prepared glucose drinks. The exam was not conducted according to the original schedule, and there were discrepancies in the estimated schedule time and the number of groups completed, so I had to wait later, I was in the last batch, the last group.

It was more than six o'clock in the evening, mixed with a muffled thunder, the rain began to fall heavier and heavier, and the mood became more and more annoying. When it was my turn in the group, it was almost eight o'clock, and the examiners had not eaten fast food, and it was estimated that they would not eat until we finished the exam.

When pushing left and right, the ball pushed by the examiner was more comfortable than the usual teacher's hand, so it passed smoothly. Then the rubbing is different, the examiner rubs over the rotating ball is not weak, in the first time the ball is off the net, and then the examiner gives me the second, or off the net, he ran over to me to put the board flat to pass. He gave me the third chance to test, and I could be sure that this young examiner was a good man, ten thousand times better than the old man who took the basketball test. When I started the exam, I could feel that the examiner was trying to put me in place, and the smoother the ball, the more confident I was. In the end, if you successfully pass these, you will be left with actual combat.

The actual battle is mainly based on the referee to give points according to the excitement of the game, so I discussed it with the candidate who was playing against it early, and we had to perform well. The rain outside was still falling, and the bright yellow lights in the examination room shone on the water mist outside the window, like warm smoke rising in the cold winter snow, accompanied by lightning and thunder outside the window, and the shouts of warriors charging in the arena.

Looking at the results with the "comrades-in-arms" who fought in actual combat, I won him, I was 39.7. He was 39.6 (the score was rounded), full of points, we didn't say anything, hugged excitedly, and then left separately. It was still raining outside, I didn't have an umbrella, I forgot whether to run or jump on the way back, my clothes and rackets were wet

I can't care that I still have a mobile phone in my pocket. At that moment, every step in my mind churned with images of the past: hard training, painful body, wandering, despair, and I still can't forget that night.