Cheng Doudou shook his head: "No... No, I'm still... nervous."
The time left for the college entrance examination is like a boulder hanging over the head, and it will slowly descend every day. No matter how heartless people are, they will be more or less nervous. Jin Heng also didn't know how to persuade him, no matter if there is pressure, only when there is pressure can he be motivated.
He didn't know what to think, and took out a stack of exercise booklets printed with class fees from the drawer, each on three pages, which collected most of the basic math questions.
Jin Heng took a copy and handed it to Cheng Doudou: "Write it down between classes, and then give it to me to change it."
He goes to Cheng Doudou's house every weekend to help him make up lessons, and the hourly salary is only high. The latter's performance has also improved significantly. At least every test can be stable within the top ten of the class, but there is still some weakness in mathematics.
Cheng Doudou only relaxes when he is doing the questions. His diligent character will feel guilty when he is free. Seeing this, he hurried over and worked hard on the spot.
Teacher Cen's establishment of a study group is still somewhat useful. Individual students with weak self-control will learn something more or less under the supervision of the group leader, and the class average has been pulled up a lot.
Jin Heng handed out the remaining test questions. This is a classic question type that he has selected from many test papers. As long as you are proficient, the high score will not be discussed for the time being, and you will definitely be able to get some basic scores.
Zou Kai has been practicing madness recently. When he saw what Jin Heng sent, his eyes instantly turned into mosquito coils. He patted his face hard to wake up, and muttered to himself: "Sober, sober!"
Others are in the same situation as him.
Every day from homework until the early morning, in the early morning, I have to get up and go to class, and everyone has become a panda's eye.
Seeing this, Jin Heng glanced at the test question in his hand: "Why don't you do it again tomorrow?"
Before Zou Kai had time to answer, the other classmates came to their spirits after hearing the words. They pressed the paper in Jin Heng's hand with all their hands and feet, for fear that he would regret it: "Don't, don't, just do it today, and today's work will be finished today."
"I can fight for another hundred years!"
"Zou Kai doesn't do it, we do it!"
Zou Kai was anxious: "Who the hell said I won't do it, come out!"
The environment can greatly affect a person. Although Class 9 has a lot of scum, it is unavoidable to be affected by this situation of per capita writing questions. In the past, their grades were poor, half because they didn't like studying, and half because they couldn't find their way.
It is difficult for a teacher to take everyone in the get out of class into consideration. Even if the task is completed after class, there is a high probability that he will not care about things outside the classroom. Some people who didn't listen to the lectures lived their days in a daze, accumulating more and more things that they couldn't understand, and then they simply gave up treatment later.
Jin Heng would assign questions every day, no more or less, just twenty questions. At first glance, they are all very simple basic questions, but the difficulty increases slowly in a step-by-step manner. The questions on the second day will be changed and expanded on the basis of the previous day.
The further back some people do it, the more anxious they are to scratch their ears and cheeks. They have already done it before, but it makes no sense that they can't do it later. No one can deny that when a scumbag solves a problem for many years, the sense of achievement is unparalleled.
What's more, Jin Heng is now equivalent to sacrificing his time to help them make up lessons for free, so many people who are lacking in heart will refuse.
The thick pile of exercises was quickly divided up. When Mr. Cen walked into the classroom, he saw the students in the class burying their heads in writing questions. Occasionally, a few speakers were also discussing the topics, which made his heart warm. But I don't know what to think, and I frowned worriedly.
Jin Heng was giving a topic to Yan Na when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He subconsciously followed the sound, but saw Teacher Cen standing at the door and beckoned to him: "Jin Heng, come out."
Yan Na took a sip of milk tea and felt a little tired, so she put it back. Unexplained, he raised his head and looked out the door: "Why is the teacher looking for you?"
If you want to say who is the most worry-free student in this class, it is none other than Jin Heng, who studies well and is well-behaved.
Jin Heng didn't know either. He quickly glanced at the questions behind Yan Na and drew a circle on one of them: "This question is wrong, you need to recalculate it first, and I'll look at it later."
After he finished speaking, he put down his pen and walked out of the classroom under the watchful eyes of the class.
Seeing this, everyone discussed in a low voice, "Mr. Cen's expression doesn't seem right, is there something wrong?"
The study committee member was well-informed: "Jin Heng has beaten the top of class 1 in several exams. I heard that the teacher of class 1 wanted to transfer him to the rocket class, but Mr. Cen is reluctant and is still negotiating."
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a boulder entering the water, causing a thousand waves. Class 9 exploded, and even Yan Na was stunned.
"Damn it, our class finally got a school tyrant, and as a result, he will be transferred before his butt gets hot?"
"The school leaders are too rudderless. At first, they refused to break the rules and transferred Jin Heng to the Rocket class. Now that he has stabilized his grades and changed his mind, he will come and go when he is called, and he will take Jin Heng as something. "
"The top students in the first class are not easy to mess with. What if he is pushed out of the shift in the past?"
"My bad grades have finally improved a little, Gan!"
Although Jin Heng is usually quiet and silent, he has to say that he has taken on the important task of studying in Class 9 by himself, and in a sense has become the backbone of the existence. If you are really transferred, let’s not say anything else, the learning atmosphere will definitely collapse first.
Teacher Cen took Jin Heng to the grade office. Because the third year class was busy, there was no one in it at this time. She pulled up a chair and sat down. At the same time, she motioned Jin Heng to take a seat on the opposite side. After pondering the words, she said, "Teacher, you have done very well in the last few exams."
The rocket class is the key guarantee rate of No. 6 Middle School, but the top students at the top of the list will be more or less weak in partial subjects. Only Jin Heng is very stable in all subjects, and when he performs exceptionally, he can even approach full marks.
Jin Heng didn't speak, just waited for her next sentence,
Teacher Cen sighed: "Group leader Miao discussed with the school leaders and wants to transfer you to their class. I haven't agreed yet, and I want to hear your opinion."
While the learning environment is also a big factor in grades, Jin Heng is clearly the unaffected type. Teacher Cen privately didn't want him to be transferred, because Class 9 and Rocket Class were very xenophobic, so he didn't reply under pressure.
In the end, no matter how the school leaders decide, it still depends on the students themselves.
Jin Heng shook his head and refused: "No."
Teacher Cen first breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with concern, "Are you worried that you won't be able to integrate into the new environment?"
This question is purely redundant. Jin Heng has never wanted to integrate into any group. In fact, he can adapt well when he is alone: "The ninth class is good, there is no need to change."
Teacher Cen patted him on the shoulder and said warmly, "Okay, the teacher knows what you think, and will tell the school leaders when the time comes. Class is about to start, you go back to the classroom first."
Jin Heng nodded his thanks and left the office.
There are still a few minutes to go to class, but the corridor is empty, and through the glass windows, you can see that most of the students are working hard. The temperature of the sun was extremely high, and the green plants in the flower beds were dizzy. Jin Heng walked out of the office with a little air-conditioning on his body, but he was dissipated by the heat after a while.
Class 9 is usually quite noisy when there is no teacher around, but today it was unexpectedly quiet. At least when Jin Heng walked into the class, he felt that the atmosphere was a little unusual, but he couldn't tell what was unusual, it was too quiet.
Jin Heng thought it was because they were having a lot of trouble and didn't care. He walked to the seat and was about to sit down. I don't know who suddenly asked bluntly, "Jin Heng, are you going to the rocket class?"
Jin Heng was stunned for a moment, then returned to his senses slightly: "Who said that?"
The man pointed to the Academic Committee: "What the Academic Committee said."
The school committee lay the gun innocently, blushed and stalked his neck: "I heard what the teacher said."
Jin Heng did not speak.
This gesture fell into the eyes of everyone, and it was to confirm the rumor that he was going to transfer to the Rocket Class. Everyone was anxious and helpless, but there was no way to stop it.
As the old saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a mouse knows a good place to dig a hole, not to mention people. During this period of time, Jin Heng's achievements have been obvious to all, and he was absolutely crushed when he went to the first class.
Although they didn't want Jin Heng to leave, they couldn't stop him from progressing, right
Zou Kai saw that the people around him didn't speak, fearing that Jin Heng would be embarrassed by himself, he bravely stood up and coughed twice: "Well, it's good to go to the Rockets class, if it wasn't for the absence of the exam, you should have gone to the Rockets too. Ben, it's a good thing, a good thing..."
The rest of the classmates didn't say a word, thinking about it, they looked at him with resentful eyes, like abandoned resentful women.
Cheng Doudou is the stupid son of the landlord's family. Although he is a bit stupid, he is sincere. After being at the same table with Jin Heng for so long, he also has feelings for him: "Master, do you want us anymore?"
Yan Na was drinking milk tea in the back, and when she heard this, she almost choked and rolled her eyes. Others don't know, she doesn't know yet, Jin Heng is not interested in the rocket class at all. Besides, Cen Qinghua of the first class has always regarded him as a thorn in the flesh. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for Jin Heng to go to the Rocket class.
I don't usually see it, but the people of Class 9 are so emotional
Jin Heng looked at it with dozens of pairs of eyes, sat down slowly, looked around, and asked calmly, "Who said I'm going to Rocket Class?"
Zou Kai was taken aback: "Ah? Didn't Mr. Cen call you to the office just now?"
Jin Heng took out the pen, took off the cover, and continued to write the unfinished paper. Wen Yan hummed: "I'm looking for it, I didn't say I was going."
In other words, you think too much.
The ninth class scumbags were all shocked. Did they make a mistake, Jin Heng actually refused to go where everyone else wanted to go? ! When they heard the news, they were happy, surprised, and guilty.
It turned out that Jin Heng had no plans to go at all, but it was a shame that they had a resentful face just now!
Cheng Doudou asked eagerly, "Jin Heng, are you not going because of us?"
The rest of the ninth class also looked at him expectantly.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, the word "narcissism" cannot escape.
Jin Heng paused on the tip of his pen, not knowing how to answer for a while, so he could only say half a beat: "...you think so."
Class 9 people: Huh! move!