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“Hello, Mr. Hans. Please sit down. Have you seen the test paper of your son?” He greeted my father politely and got straight to the point.
“Of course, I saw.” Hans answered in a gentle tone. “Is anything wrong?”
“He made a terrible mess of the examination and was supposed to be the bottom of all students. At this rate, it is a question whether he can stay in the class and keep up with teachers, let alone to be admitted by a key high school and enter the university.” Simon replaced his beginning politeness with a serious, cold voice.

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“My boy had done his best. Perhaps he is not cut out for it.” Hans explained. “He learnt a great deal and did a lot of work over the past year. He made a radio with limited knowledge, gathered the specimens of flowers and insects and examined each one's habit and instinct carefully, wrote a paper concerning air pollution and human condition……”
“Ok, Ok, instead of doing all these boring things, your son should take examination as a prime concern, and take the entrance examination of university as the baton of his life!” Simon interrupted and warned him with a peremptory tone.
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