The results of four subjects were announced in the morning. Su Yi ranked first in the class in every subject. In addition, except for Chinese, he was able to rank at the top in other subjects even in the elite class.
Her classmates exclaimed and sighed at first, but later they looked numb.
I was crushed from all sides, it was so bad that I didn't feel anything.
When the total scores were tallied up in the afternoon, the head teacher immediately talked to Su Yi.
In fact, although there is a big gap in grades between the school's elite classes and ordinary classes, within the elite classes, except for a few extremely outstanding students, the scores of other students with adjacent rankings are not far apart, and often the top student only has one or two points more than the bottom student.
Judging from the college entrance examination results of previous years, students in elite classes, even if they rank last, can usually get into a 211 university.
In the small town where Su Yi used to live, parents would send their children to the county if their families could afford it and their children did well in school. Those who stayed behind were relatively ordinary, and even if there were outstanding ones, they were only the top ones among the few.
Su Yi didn't want to go to the county, and even less did she want to live in the school dormitory and eat in the cafeteria every day. Therefore, her grades were neither good nor bad at that time. Although she was ranked in the top ten in her grade at school, she could only get into a second-tier university when she took the college entrance examination.
In this school now, not all students in the regular classes are poor students. There are always a few students who get into the top universities every year. Therefore, Su Yi had set his sights on getting the first place in the regular class. Compared with when he was in the small town, this goal was considered to be higher.
However, she had planned everything but failed to calculate the difficulty of the test paper. This time, she was ranked 60th in the school, and her total score was more than 50 points lower than last time. In other words, Su Yi's score in this monthly exam was 50 points higher than the one at the bottom of the elite class. When the teacher counted the total ranking, she could be ranked 25th in the whole school.
The head teacher was both pleased and regretful. She kept comparing her scores with others. "Other subjects are good and well-balanced, but the Chinese score is a bit poor. Look at the highest score in Chinese, it's more than 20 points higher than yours. If you add these 20 points, you can be in the top ten!"
The head teacher's surname was Huang. She taught English and had never seen her Chinese test paper. She asked with concern, "Are you having difficulty learning Chinese or what? Do you want me to talk to your Chinese teacher?"
Su Yi was laughed at by Zhang Jiajia this morning. Although she was not willing to accept it, she still wanted to save face. She just said vaguely: "Chinese has never been good. It has nothing to do with the teacher."
Teacher Huang nodded, put the question aside for the time being, and continued, "You should know the class system of our school. According to your performance this time, you can enter the elite class. The teacher would like to ask what you think?"
Without waiting for Su Yi to answer, she continued to explain: "There are many advantages to being in the elite class. The learning atmosphere is better and the teaching content is more targeted. But there is one thing, the competition is fierce and the pressure is also great. I remember that the year before last, there was also a student from the ordinary class who was admitted to the elite class, but within less than a week, he applied to be transferred back because the pressure was too great and he felt uncomfortable. So the teacher hopes that you will consider it carefully."
In fact, if Teacher Huang were to say it himself, he definitely hopes that this student can stay.
She was deeply impressed by Su Yi at the previous sports meet. She saw a fair, thin, beautiful and gentle girl win two gold medals and a silver medal. As a result, the class's total points jumped to second place in the grade, second only to the class with students with sports expertise. She, as the class teacher, also benefited from it.
That’s not all. Just over a week later, Su Yi gave her an even bigger surprise.
He is good at both literature and martial arts, and is the treasure of their class. She is reluctant to give him to the elite class, but she still has to respect the student's wishes.
Su Yi didn't really want to be in the elite class. She was now familiar with Zhang Jiajia and others and had made friends with them. If she changed classes, she would have to get to know people again, which would be troublesome. And the key point was that from her several visits to Xiao Yan's class, the students in the elite class studied too hard and raced against time, even compressing their meal time. This was intolerable, so she should just continue to stay in Class Nine.
Knowing that she would not leave, Teacher Huang was naturally happy and said, "Don't worry, although you won't be transferred to another class, I will apply for the benefits of the elite class on your behalf. Just focus on your studies."
After saying a few more words of concern, he let Su Yi go back.
She sat in the office, staring at the transcript for a long time, and decided to go to the Chinese teacher to find out more.
When the Chinese teacher heard her purpose, he immediately turned around and called another teacher, "Mr. Chen, the test paper I showed you this morning was the one you corrected. Please tell Mr. Huang about the situation."
Teacher Chen looked up from the lesson plan and subconsciously said, "Which one?" Then he quickly remembered, "Oh, I remember, I remember. Lao Huang, is he from your class?"
"Yes," Teacher Huang leaned against Teacher Chen's desk, holding a water cup. "This student's other grades are very good. His total score is ranked among the elite classes, but his Chinese score is too low. I don't know what's wrong. Is his foundation not solid or is it?"
Teacher Chen waved his hands and said, "It's not that the foundation is not solid, it's too solid. That's why I can't understand why the house is tilted when the foundation is well built?"
"What's going on?"
Teacher Chen shook his head, looking very sad. "I have never seen such a student. You may say her composition is not good, but her handwriting is beautiful, the paper is neat, and the content is attractive. But if you want to say it is good, it does not quite fit the purpose of the article."
"Off topic?" Teacher Huang guessed.
Teacher Chen had mixed feelings. "I can't say it's completely different. It's a little different. The title of the essay is "Waiting." She really spent the whole essay writing about waiting. Others are more emotional when they wait for the wind and rain, but she was just waiting for dinner. After reading her essay, I felt hungry too, and I was also waiting for dinner."
Teacher Huang almost spit out the water in his mouth when he heard this, and he was in a state of confusion.
Teacher Chen shook his head and concluded, "She did write well, but the direction is a little off. And I looked at her reading comprehension. This student is very determined to follow the path of food. It's difficult to correct her."
Teacher Huang didn't quite believe it. Later he took Su Yi's Chinese test paper to look at it. He never said anything after that. This is a story for later.
After Su Yi finished talking to the teacher, she returned to the classroom. Before the class started, she had just sat down when someone walked in from the classroom door and placed a cup of milk tea on her desk.
It was Zhang Na who came to fulfill her promise.
Su Yi picked up the milk tea and shook it, looking at the red beans floating in it, and said with her head raised: "Thank you, but I forgot to tell you that I prefer coconut and pearls. Let's add those two next time."
Zhang Na frowned, said nothing, and left.
It took less than a minute from the time she came in to the time she left, but many people in the class saw her. Some of them who knew who she was suddenly widened their eyes.
"Is it Zhang Na from Class 5?"
"It's her. I heard she's really good at fighting. All the boys who have practiced are no match for her."
"I know that, but why did she look for Su Yi? She even bought her milk tea. Didn't she say before that she didn't like Su Yi?"
"Who knows?"
The next day, Zhang Na came to deliver milk tea again. This time, there were more people around. As soon as she left, Zhang Jiajia immediately ran to Su Yi and asked worriedly, "Su Yi, why did she come to see you again? Did you explain what happened before to her?"
Su Yi took a full sip of milk tea, nodded, and did not tell them about the bet between them. She only said, "Let me make it clear. She came here because of the previous sports meeting."
"That's good." Zhang Jiajia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although few people believed it, Zhang Jiajia was certain that it was Su Yi who led Zhang Na to run the last lap of the previous 5,000 meters, so it was normal for her to express her gratitude for that.
After Zhang Na sent milk tea to Su Yi for a week, not only the people in Class 9 knew about it, but the people in other classes also noticed it. Various doubts were raised and some people even speculated that the two were sisters.
When Zhang Jiajia heard this, she wanted to explain it to others.
Some people believed it at first, but half a month later, this reason could no longer convince people, and even those who knew the inside story began to waver.
One day, Fang Yingying and others discussed this matter with Zhang Jiajia.
"What's there to say? Didn't you all see it on the day of the sports meet?" Zhang Jiajia was puzzled.
"I saw it, but don't you find it strange? It's enough to thank him once. How can you do it for two weeks? And it doesn't look like you're ready to stop."
Zhang Jiajia said, "Maybe they are going to thank you a few more times? You don't think they are relatives, do you? I asked Su Yi, and she said that's not the case. Besides, Zhang Na said she wanted to teach Su Yi a lesson before, so how could they be relatives?"
Fang Yingying and the other girls exchanged a glance and stammered, "Actually, there is another theory. Some people say... Zhang Na likes uh... Su Yi."
"What?!" Zhang Jiajia was stunned, thinking she had heard it wrong.
"Really?" The girls came closer and lowered their voices. "They're not relatives, and they don't look like friends. You've already thanked me, so why do you buy milk tea for Su Yi every day? You're being too attentive for no reason. There must be something wrong!"
Zhang Jiajia opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
The girls also said, "That Zhang Na doesn't look very feminine. I had a female classmate in junior high school who shaved her hair like a boy and spoke like a boy. She had a girlfriend."
“… But that’s Su Yi, how strange.” Zhang Jiajia said weakly.
The girls shrugged. "What's so strange about that? Don't you think that among us, if there is anyone who would be liked by girls, Su Yi is the most likely one?"
Now that you put it this way, it actually makes sense.
Zhang Jiajia thought about Su Yi. She was pretty, had excellent grades, was good at sports, and had a good personality. It seemed... quite normal that some girls liked her
So, again, somewhere unknown to Su Yi, she had a suitor.
Moreover, the rumor spread faster this time than before between her and Liang Hang. After all, the two protagonists this time were both very famous in the first year of high school, and their gender was even more topical.
As the news spread, some people in other grades who were sensitive to the news also found out.
Han Lu was speechless for a while when he heard the rumor. He patted Xiao Yan's shoulder and sighed, "The new generation pushes the old generation forward. Some new generations are even more powerful. Your sister is popular with both men and women."
Su Yi never expected that all she wanted was to drink free milk tea for a month, but it would turn out like this.
And she was kept in the dark until one day when she was going home from school. Xiao Yan looked at her all the way, wanting to say something but hesitated. Finally, when she was about to go back to her room, he made up his mind, called her and acted as if he wanted to have a good talk with her.
The author has something to say: Xiao Yan: How to get my sister back on the right track is waiting online.
Su Yi: I really just want to drink milk tea, does anyone believe it