“交卷!”随着监考老师一声令下,安静的教学楼一下子沸腾起来。“喂,你这道题怎么做的?”“考得怎么样?”“哎,又错了一题。”……同学们七嘴八舌地谈论着,我没有参加。天知道我考得有多差,这次是完全没有希望了。“啊,我全对!”不知谁大叫一声,直刺我的耳膜,似乎在向我示 “Assist!” With the invigilator’s order, the quiet teaching building boiled. “Hey, what did you do with this question?” “How was the test?” “Oh, wrong again.” ... The students were talking together. I didn’t participate. God knows how bad my exam is, and this time there is no hope at all. “Oh, I’m all right!” I wondered who shouted and pierced my eardrum and seemed to show it to me.