Tan Qingchuan collected the test papers and handed them over to the grade group. The history and geography papers for the afternoon exams would be collected and sent to a marking group composed of second-year high school teachers for marking. The reason why they were not marked by the first-year high school teachers was to prevent as much as possible from some teachers marking their own class's test papers and deliberately giving up points, or marking the test papers of competing classes and deliberately lowering the scores.
After finishing the work for the grade group, Tan Qingchuan walked towards the family compound. As soon as he entered the house, his wife Zhao Qing came over. Zhao Qing taught Chinese to the second grade students. At this time, she was adding briquettes to the honeycomb coal outside the corridor of the house. The elderly at home had prepared the dishes and picked up their only son who was in elementary school. Zhao Qing had just returned and stopped Tan Qingchuan outside the door.
Tan Qingchuan was annoyed and frowned, "I'm hungry, let me have something to eat?"
Zhao Qing came over, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and whispered, "What are we going to eat? It's not about our big house. The children are getting older and older. They can't always squeeze in with us. Qiao Qiao asked me before, 'Mom, when can I have my own room?' I'm so sad..."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, so as not to annoy you. How did the kids in your class do in the exam? You should have an idea about this subject, right? You know, Wang Qi found the teacher who graded their papers this afternoon and asked about the results of his top student Song Shiqiu... The first two subjects, Chinese and math, have come out! It is said that he got 135 in Chinese and 142 in math!"
Tan Qingchuan felt sad for his child at first, then he was shocked again, and then frowned, "Who said that?"
"Who cares who said it? Everyone in the courtyard knows that you and Wang Qi are competing against each other. Song Shiqiu is the best student in their class seven, so Wang Qi attaches great importance to him and is waiting to use him to defeat you! Many people in this courtyard who don't like Wang Qi have told me what they have heard! How are the kids in your class? Is Li Deli, who you always talk about, confident that he can beat Song Shiqiu?"
Tan Qingchuan felt annoyed. Women... Among the women in this family compound, even though they are all female teachers, when they spread rumors behind their backs, it has nothing to do with your professional identity. It's just the nature of women to gather together and gossip!
But Tan Qingchuan was secretly digesting what he had just heard. Song Shiqiu scored 135 in Chinese and 141 in math... He is really an all-rounder... You know, in high school, if you can get more than 125 points in Chinese, you are considered excellent. 130 points, I guess some of the top students in the class didn't get this score in the entire three years of high school. And 135, what does this mean? The top scorers in previous years may be in this range.
One hundred and forty-one in mathematics is a result that would make people envious and astonished.
Just a glimpse of him shows how strong Song Shiqiu is. No wonder Wang Qi treats him as a treasure and uses him as a weapon to kill Tan Qingchuan!
"I don't know who is in charge of grading the papers in our class. If I hadn't asked about this, the results would have come out in a couple of days, wouldn't they?" said Tan Qingchuan.
"You, you! Why are you so rigid? No wonder Wang Qi tramples on an honest man like you. How can we sleep well if you don't find out the truth before the results are released in the next two days? Hurry up and ask them tomorrow when you take a break from invigilation!" Zhao Qing said angrily, "I have found out everything for you. The person who corrects the math papers of your class, class 5 and class 6, is Wu Zhibin, and the one who corrects the Chinese papers is Liu Qin. You can go and ask them about the few students you like, and that will be enough!"
Tan Qingchuan thought about it, then patted his trouser legs again, "Okay! I'll go ask tomorrow morning!"
Tan Qingchuan couldn't sleep that night, his mind was full of Song Shiqiu's shadow.
Early the next morning, Tan Qingchuan arrived at the teaching building. He invigilated the first English class. Other teachers took his place in the next class, so he went directly to the office of the second grade group.
Fortunately, the two teachers in the second grade group have known each other for many years, and his wife is also a Chinese teacher in the second grade group, so they are more or less familiar with each other. He first found Wu Zhibin, who was a short man wearing a pair of framed glasses. He was grading test papers quickly, looking very capable.
"Old Wu..." Tan Qingchuan just came up and Wu Zhibin shook his head, "I'm talking to you guys, you've been here for a few times, come on, you can teach Class 9, I haven't finished correcting Class 9 yet..."
Tan Qingchuan put on a smile and said, "Old Wu, thank you for your hard work... It's not against the rules to ask about my students' test scores. If you haven't finished grading, then you haven't finished grading. I'm just asking, what is the highest score in our class so far? Which student is it?"
Wu Zhibin smiled. He had a large stack of test papers on his hand, which he was currently correcting. On the left was a stack of papers that had been corrected. After thinking for a while, Wu Zhibin flipped through the stack on the left and pulled out a paper. "So far, this paper has the highest score, 137."
Tan Qingchuan took it and looked at it. It was Li Deli! 137.
This result should be good, but Song Shiqiu's score of 141 was ahead, so Tan Qingchuan couldn't relax at all.
He still held out a glimmer of hope and said, "Then can you help me check if there is any test paper that was corrected for a student named Zheng Qiuying? No..."
"Zheng Qiuying..." Wu Zhibin thought for a moment, "Yes!" Wu Zhibin stretched out his hand and pulled out one of the cards like a magic trick.
"135 points. Not bad, second place so far!"
Tan Qingchuan felt so disappointed. At this moment, he would rather not have seen Zheng Qiuying's test paper! Because Wu Zhibin just said that among the papers that had been corrected, 137 was the highest. If Zheng Qiuying's test paper was not among them, it meant that there was a possibility of exceeding this highest value... Now it seems that this is probably the highest level in their class!
Song Shiqiu141… This guy is a fucking monster!
Tan Qingchuan felt mixed emotions. He stared at Wu Zhibin, and Wu Zhibin also looked at him.
After a moment, Wu Zhibin frowned and said, "You can't possibly wait for me to make all these changes, right?"
"Yes, yes... Then I won't bother you anymore, I won't bother you anymore."
After thanking Wu Zhibin absentmindedly, Tan Qingchuan left the office.
Wu Zhibin shook his head again. It was not his fault. He was grading the math papers of these classes, and the head teacher had already asked around, asking questions through connections. Wu Zhibin himself was a person who didn't like to socialize and was afraid of trouble. He was naturally annoyed by the many questions. It wasn't that he was deliberately trying to give Tan Qingchuan a bad look.
Wu Zhibin continued to work, and when he finished correcting the paper, he turned it over and read it again, and then... he made a "Huh!" sound from his mouth.
He turned his head to look at the classroom door, and then he remembered that Tan Qingchuan had been gone for more than ten minutes. He thought that he had come at a bad time, and it would have been better if he had come ten minutes later.
…
After coming out of Wu Zhibin's office, Tan Qingchuan went straight to the office of Liu Qin, who was grading Chinese test papers.
Liu Qin was much more enthusiastic than Wu Zhibin, who was fuming over grading papers. This was mainly because she had a good relationship with his wife Zhao Qing. She just smiled at Tan Qingchuan and said, "Teacher Zhao greeted me. I started grading your papers when I came here today. I haven't finished grading them yet, but there is a paper with a very good composition! Of course, it's not the highest score so far, but the composition can get full marks. This girl is very talented in writing and has a solid foundation in Chinese studies... I plan to report this composition to the Education and Science Group and have them post it on the bulletin board."
Every time there is a large-scale exam like this, if there are good essays, the first high school will post them on a bulletin board for the whole school to see.
"Girl, what's her name?" Tan Qingchuan thought this was the best news he had received today.
"My name is Yang Xia. The composition is really well written. It deserves full marks. The test score is 125."
"Oh... OK, OK," Tan Qingchuan said again, "Then help me see how many points Li Deli got in Chinese."
"Oh, this student has the highest score so far... 130. His essay lost a few points, but his overall score is better than Yang Xia's!"
Tan Qingchuan's head buzzed.
Li Deli only scored 130 points! He still couldn't beat Song Shiqiu...
There is already a big gap in points between these two main subjects... In a battle between masters, five points per level is enough to leave the other person behind!
“Okay then… Teacher Liu, I’ll wait for your total score after you finish grading, and I won’t bother you anymore…” Tan Qingchuan walked out in a daze, and when he reached the door, he suddenly made up his mind, turned around and walked back.
He stretched out his hand and waved, "Teacher Liu, please help me see how many points Zheng Qiuying got. How about Li Yachao?"
"Hey, look how anxious you are... The two you mentioned... Let me see, Zheng Qiuying, Zheng Qiuying, oh here, Zheng Qiuying 120, Li Yachao 123 points!"
Finished!
Tan Qingchuan was stunned. These results were like cold hammers, each of which hit him in the chest.
The several generals that he had high hopes for were no match for Song Shiqiu from Wang Qi's class, and all of them were defeated!
This Song Shiqiu, I'm afraid, is really as Fu Li said, a potential top scholar. He is most likely to be the first in the grade this time!
Tan Qingchuan was so unwilling in his heart...
How could a shameless villain like Wang Qi, who was full of schemes, have such good luck to have a top scholar in his hand!
Whenever Tan Qingchuan thought of Wang Qi's smug face, the arrogance that he felt was so great that he could trample him into the mud and get a large welfare house with the help of Song Shiqiu, and the fact that his family still had to live in a small house, quarreling every day because of all kinds of disagreements, and even his wife Zhao Qing complaining about his incompetence and honesty, he couldn't help but tremble with anger.
His eyes were a little red.
Evil people always do evil, and good people always sigh.
Life, circumstances, and fate have always been so unfair!