The whole class was eagerly waiting for the score, but Wang Hongyu had more words, and he said slowly for a long time, "Compared with the college entrance examination, this exam is still easy, so you don't have to be proud of your good grades, just keep working hard." Yunyun, a broken thermos cup Get up and put it down, put it down and pick it up again, until you see that the faces of the boys below have collapsed, and then you are satisfied and call the class representative to hand out the test papers: "Since everyone has done well in the exam, I will not read the results alone, and focus on picking a few The score, Wei Xue, the first in the grade, is 130, Li Moyuan and Lin Jing are both 128, and the most improved is Ji Xingling, 109, he wrote the composition very cleverly this time, everyone can pass it around during the big self-study."
Ji Xingling: "..."
What is this wonderful link
"Come here, let me read the masterpieces of literary masters." Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Yu Yizhou first reached out to ask for it, and smoothly returned a cold sentence "Get out". Ji Xingling flicked the dog's paw in the back row to one side, turned his head to look at Lin Jing, and saw that he was whispering to Li Moyuan, and he didn't seem to be depressed because of "missing the first place in the grade by two points", so he sat back in peace.
The score column of the test paper reads 109 in bright red. What is the concept of 109? It is only 21 points away from the first place in the grade. Looking at the wider range, last year's top scorer in Jincheng's college entrance examination had a Chinese score of only 115.
Although the difficulty of the questions is definitely different, Brother Xing is indeed qualified to float properly at present.
Wang Hongyu was in a good mood, and it was rare for him not to procrastinate, and he generously let him go as soon as the bell rang.
Yu Yizhou stretched his waist: "Going to eat? By the way, let me introduce your advanced learning experience."
"The experience is to try to stay away from backward people like you." Ji Xingling threw the book into the table bucket, too lazy to talk, "Go with Ge Hao, I have something to do."
Yu Yizhou hooked his neck forcibly: "Hey, what's going on with you recently, you're always busy, so if you don't make it clear, I'll just follow you."
"Let me go!"
"Not loose!"
"Yu Yizhou!"
"Be honest, where do you want to go after leaving Dad at noon?"
"Fuck!"
The two huddled together in their seats, and Ge Hao stood beside him very hard: "The first section in the afternoon is mathematics, and Teacher Li comes here fifteen minutes earlier every time." So when can you go to the cafeteria.
Ji Xingling managed to break free from Yu Yizhou, and when he looked up, the classroom was already empty. He actually wanted to treat Lin Jing to a meal. After all, the high score in the essay this time was all due to Mr. Xiaolin's ability to find the sample essay well before the exam. But Yu Yizhou's grandson made trouble, so the dinner could only be postponed temporarily, so he kicked the other party in dissatisfaction: "Go, Furongyuan, please invite me at noon."
Yu Yizhou wondered: "Didn't you just say you have something to do?"
"I changed my mind." Ji Xingling tugged at his back collar, and dragged him out of the classroom, "I decided to give you a chance to invite Dad to dinner."
"Fuck, get out!"
…
For the two grades that came out in the morning, the whole world celebrates Chinese and English. Although English is bad, Miss Ning is gentle and gentle. She didn't scold anyone at all. Instead, she comforted the unlucky ghosts who failed, so the mentality of the crowd was basically stable.
But math is different.
Li Jiansheng already had a face of a strict teacher enjoying state subsidies, and the drooping corners of his mouth was already scary, not to mention the silent, gloomy face, standing behind the podium with a stack of test papers in front of him.
True Mountain and Sea Horror Story.
Yu Yizhou was unlucky today. He was still playing with Ji Xingling when he entered the classroom, but when he turned his head, he happened to have a precise eye contact with Lao Li with a smile on his face, and immediately stopped in his footsteps: "Teacher Li!"
Ji Xingling didn't have time to retract his legs, and his nose directly hit the back of Yu Yizhou's head: "Hiss..."
Ge Hao stood at the end holding the school uniforms of the two of them: "Report, report."
There are still seven or eight minutes before the preparatory bell, but the classroom is already quiet enough to drop stitches.
"The three of you have a good relationship." Li Jiansheng asked, "Do you know how much you scored in this test?"
The same is "guess what score you got in the test". If the Chinese in the morning belongs to the youth inspirational movie, then the math in the afternoon is the horror and murder American drama, Who Will Die Next, and the snowstorm hovers over the entire villa.
Of course, no one would be stupid enough to take the initiative.
So Li Jiansheng continued: "One is 47, one is 57, and one is 67, let alone, they are quite good at distributing."
Someone below laughed muffledly, and quickly stopped.
Li Jiansheng probably didn't really want to look at this bad score too much, lest his blood pressure continue to rise, so he let the three of them go back after criticizing a few words. Ji Xingling didn't think there was anything wrong at first. After all, he had passed the exam at 27, and 57 was a double increase. But when he returned to his seat, Lin Jing was looking at him, and he didn't know which nerve was being poked. … akin to a guilty conscience. This is really a ghost, you must know that Lao Li waxed into tears and taught the young master for a year, but he didn't make him even have the slightest thought of "I can't do too badly in the exam and let the teacher down". Mr. Xiao Lin was able to complete this impossible task in three to five days, which can be called a miracle in the history of education.
When the papers were handed out, Ji Xingling was 57 in the middle, with a total of 248 including Chinese and English, and the total score of 400 is still promising. On the podium, Li Jiansheng glanced at the paper in his hand: "Lin Jing 127, you just transferred here, and your grades are very good. You can still improve after catching up with the progress."
This score is about the same as the previous estimate, and Lin Jing is not too disappointed. Ji Xingling glanced at Lao Li's hands, there were at least ten people who hadn't posted, so 127 wasn't even in the top ten of the class
That makes people very unhappy.
The highest score in the grade was Li Moyuan's 150, which was a full score and belonged to Mr. Li's normal operation. Ji Xingling was not in the mood to listen to Li Jiansheng's lecture, and anyway, he didn't quite understand it, so he simply sent a WeChat message to Teacher Xiaolin to express his comfort.
Brother Xing: Are you okay
Lin Jing's mobile phone was thrown in the desk bucket, and he forgot to turn off the mute before class, and the vibrating effect was amazing. Li Jiansheng coughed dissatisfiedly, and glanced over with a warning glance, Lin Jing honestly bowed his head and admitted his mistake, quickly turned off the phone and stuffed his schoolbag.
"..."
A few minutes later, Yu Yizhou couldn't help it anymore: "Brother Xing, did you have a stiff neck last night? Why did you keep twisting your head? I was almost dizzy from your shaking."
Ji Xingling choked and sat up stiffly.
Are you a dictionary master, so much nonsense.
After finally waiting for the end of the two math classes, Class 1 of the second year of senior high school spontaneously carried out a large-scale group activity to touch the test papers, but this time everyone gathered around Li Moyuan's table. With one hand in his pocket, Ji Xingling knocked on Lin Jing's table: "To buy water?"
"Bring me a bottle, and wechat transfers your money." Lin Jing was busy copying the formula.
"Hey, you, I think 127 is already very high, really." Ji Xingling sat on the table in front of him and analyzed with reason, "Besides, you haven't studied the two big questions at all. After rounding it up, it’s almost a perfect score, right.”
Lin Jing stopped and looked up at him: "Ji Xingling, are you here to comfort me?"
"… "What's wrong! Can't you? Can't you comfort 127 points with 57 points in the test!
"I don't think my grades are bad." Lin Jing put down his pen, "Besides, after I was about to copy these, I came to help you read the papers. You failed the math test this time because you wasted 20 minutes of the test time. I will be responsible."
Ji Xingling was vigilant: "How are you going to be responsible?" Don't say that you are going to Niu Weidong Xiaozhi to apply for an exam for me alone.
"I spend three nights a week to help you with math, and I will definitely let you get to 80 in the midterm exam." Teacher Xiaolin originally wanted to say that he would pass the exam, but after considering the students' current... tragic level, he decided to deduct 10 points.
Ji Xingling:
Forget it, mathematics is the same as Lao Li's Hong Kong Star aircraft head, it is very eye-catching, I think 57 is enough.
Just when he was about to find an excuse to refuse, the classroom fell into riots again—Hou Yuetao just went to the big office to bring back the test papers of politics, history and geography, saying that the teacher asked them to hand them out first, and he would explain them in detail in class tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
Ji Xingling: "..."
Lin Jing patted him on the shoulder: "Wait, I'll get you the paper."
Scumbags can't be set up to collapse, and they will never take the initiative to look at the score.
In this regard, Brother Xing's idol burden weighs 1,500 tons.
A pot of porridge was crowded around the podium, and test papers kept flying out. A few boys managed to find their own papers, turned their heads to see Lin Jing and Li Moyuan standing side by side behind them, suddenly became addicted to drama, pinched their throats and yelled a few words like eunuchs, signaling the scum in front to get out of the way. Xueba comes first.
With one arm resting on the table, Ji Xingling flicked his phone absently. Ge Hao stood behind him and looked at it for a while, and asked inexplicably: "Brother Xing, this page is all over, what are you refreshing repeatedly?"
"..."
Go bloom your flowers!
After a while, Lin Jing came back with the test papers of the two of them, and said without hesitation, "Your total score is four hundred."
Ji Xingling rubbed his chin, trying not to show any joy: "Oh."
"Really, you got 172 in the test, and the total score is exactly 420." Lin Jing handed him the test paper, "The next time you do better in math, you can get 500."
Although this sentence is obviously mostly encouraging, and whether it will be so lucky in English next time will have to be discussed separately, Brother Xing still feels in a very good mood. He held the paper casually in his hand and asked, "How much are you?"
"252."
"Where's Li Moyuan?"
"247."
In a good mood +1.
Mr. Kobayashi can't lose.
When school was over, the grade list had already been posted. Li Moyuan ranked first in grade 672 with a total score of 672. Lin Jing did not participate in the ranking this time because he was a transfer student. Wang Hongyu felt very sorry for this. He babbled in the office for a long time. If he had known about it, he would have applied in advance. Go in, otherwise half of our class will be in the top ten of the grade this time.
Hu Meimei also received the test results sent by the school. She looked at 420 and was very happy. She couldn't wait for her son to go home, so she called while she was still on the way. After talking happily for five minutes, she remembered to ask, "Little boy?" How many exams did you take?"
"654, the top ten in the whole grade." Ji Xingling added in time after speaking, "But he has never studied two major math problems, and he is beyond the outline. Otherwise, he must be 150, and his total score will be a little higher than Li Moyuan."
Hu Meimei really agreed: "That's really amazing."
Because of the careful maintenance of Mr. Xiaolin, Master Ji's "never study, don't care about scores at all, but can improve in casual exams" has never collapsed. Otherwise, with 150" efforts, Lin Jing's No. 1 image in the eyes of the community's parents has always been as stable as an old dog.
Helping each other is touching.