I remember that day, it was the day when the school held a math contest. Dressed in a mess, I sat in a chair in fear and trembling to prepare for the exam, thinking about how I should take this exam well later. Time slipped away in my nervous mood, and the test paper had already been handed out. I don't look at the topic with the test paper, ah! They are all strange topics I have never seen before, which makes me more nervous. I look at my watch every time I finish a problem and find that it took me five minutes to do it. Suddenly, I met a difficult problem. I have been thinking hard for a long time, but I still can't figure it out. I was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. As time went on, I looked up at the podium and saw the teacher standing there with a serious face. Suddenly I remembered what the teacher said to us: "When you encounter questions you don't understand in the exam, put them down first, do other questions first, and then do the difficult ones when you have time." "I immediately gave up this topic and went to do other things. But time has blown away like the wind. By the end of the second question, I had thought it over and confirmed it, but the bell rang. I was so anxious that my head was sweating, my heart was pounding, and my hands were out of control ... The teacher kept saying "roll up". I had to give up and listen to the invigilator, otherwise I was afraid that the teacher would cancel the exam results. After the exam, I asked the whole class, and only two students said they could finish all the questions.
Afterwards, it was found that he was disqualified from participating in a higher level competition because his score did not reach more than 70 points. My heart is broken. If I always keep what the teacher said in mind, I won't waste too much time on that difficult problem. I can do all the questions I can, so that my grades can go up. Alas. I have always felt sorry for this!