"What? Are the multiple-choice questions right?!"
A passing student glanced at it and exclaimed after reading it, attracting the attention of the rest of the class.
The scumbag asked, "Whose test paper is this? So awesome?"
The guy who first went to borrow the test papers had a hard look on his face, "Whoever of us is the best in the test will be the one."
The man turned his stiff neck and looked back, and the dumplings were still clapping their hands.
A childish voice came out of her mouth, "You pat and I pat..."
"Ah! Dad lost his nose!"
slacker student:"… "
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he categorically denied, "Impossible, impossible!"
"The brat is only three years old, how could all these questions be correct?"
A circle of scumbags gathered around and kept exclaiming, causing the entire class to gather around to watch, except for the big and small who were playing the game of clapping by the window in the back row.
The paper was circulated in the hands of the scumbags, and after reading it, I wished I could slap myself to see if I was living in a dream.
How could anyone get all the multiple-choice questions right? This 100% probability is not even a top scholar dare to say.
In the past, teachers of various subjects always said that in the college entrance examination, more than 300 points for multiple-choice questions will generally lose 180 points.
So the question is, how did the dumplings who didn't recognize even the words and could only endorse babble
Could it be that the principal and the teacher opened the back door for her because her grandfather was the richest man
There are also scumbags who speak weakly and say incredulously: "Is it possible... Is it a cover?"
The scumbags are too experienced in this kind of thing. It has been more than ten years since I went to school. Every time I have a test, I always miss the question. , if you are wrong, you are wrong or you are wrong.
Because they had too much experience in the subject, the scumbags immediately shook their heads and said it was impossible.
"I've got one or two of the ten questions on the sky, and it's still a blessing. If I'm a little bit bad, I'm wrong, what I choose, what is wrong, and what I don't choose is right. of!"
As soon as these words started, they recalled the bitter history of the scumbags. They thought about the scenes of the exams over the years, and they vomited bitterly.
"Do you remember the last month's test? At that time, the cubs hadn't come yet. Eighty or ninety percent of the exam papers given by our teacher were all multiple-choice questions. They said that it would be easier to correct them. I remember our class. The highest score in a single subject has just passed, right? What is the worst score?"
Someone stretched out a slap for comparison, and the expression on his face was indescribable.
"Oh, five points, or ten points?"
"Who is that unlucky bastard?"
All the scumbags looked back and looked at the blue-haired young school bully classmate.
"… "
What do you think? With such bad luck as a father, can the dumplings be all right? Can pull down.
Shen Rin was being punished by Tuanzi pinching his nose. When he noticed the sight over there, he grinned and asked vaguely, "Why? Why are you all looking at me? Why don't you study hard and go to a meeting there?"
The scumbags glanced at him silently, "Looking at some unlucky bastard..."
Shen Rin: "...What are you talking about? Say it again?" The young man scratched his ears, "I couldn't hear the wind too much." After speaking, he clenched his fist and waved it.
These little spicy chickens, if he doesn't show his power, is he still a school bully
Scumbags: "..."
The scumbags know how the dumplings answer the question, and she can't explain it clearly. She will only look at you with a pair of beautiful big eyes and cute and cute, and then she will say that Yinyin will be able to do it. come.
Even if the school actually cheated on Tuanzi, Tuanzi doesn't know. She is only three years old and doesn't understand anything.
The scumbags decided to ask the head teacher, Teacher Lin Fang was accompanying the group to take the exam,
Ask her if she is right!
If you don't ask, the scumbags feel that they can't sleep well at night, and the problems that have plagued their scumbag careers for more than ten years. Is there such a wicked way
Can anyone really do it all right
It also happened that the next class was an English class. Lin Fang stepped in with high heels and was welcomed by the scumbags for the first time.
The scumbags couldn't wait to call the teacher and raised the test paper in their hands, "Mr. Lin, Yinyin's multiple-choice questions are all correct. You were there at the time, tell us how she answered the questions?"
When Tuanzi heard the mention of himself, he hurriedly opened his eyes and put up his ears to listen carefully.
Lin Fang's eyelids jumped, and he saw that the exam papers belonging to the dumplings were in the hands of the scumbags. He immediately understood that it must have been these scumbags who tricked the dumpling papers into reading.
As their head teacher for three years, Teacher Lin knew these unreliable students well. She glared at them and said, "Who allowed you to take other people's test papers?"
The scumbag scratched his head, scratching his lungs with curiosity, "I just borrowed it to see, see..."
His voice was lower, and he felt a little guilty. This scumbag also felt that he had lied to the three-year-old cub's test paper.
He pushed him at the same table, "Forgot about our beating?"
The student scum suddenly forgot his guilty conscience, "Teacher, tell us, if there is any good way, let's follow along, maybe we can get better in the test later, and give you a face."
Lin Fang rolled his eyes at him, "I just tell you that it was all made by the Yinyin children. If you don't believe me, okay, I'll ask the principal to download the surveillance video for you to see?"
It happened that the principal's office was live-streaming the exam of the group, and a copy was recorded, which was taken away by President Shen.
It's not a problem to make a copy for them to see.
The scumbags are thick-skinned, clapping their hands and saying yes.
Lin Fang understands that it's normal for students to be curious when they encounter this kind of problem. If they don't dispel their curiosity today, it may bring you some trouble.
Students from ordinary schools may not dare, but the second generation of the rich and scumbags like Diya can't say for sure.
Lin Fang ordered the class representative to go to the principal and make a copy.
It just so happens that the classroom has projection equipment. As long as the USB flash drive is inserted into the notebook and placed on the blackboard, these scumbags can see it clearly.
The English class representative was also curious and ran very fast, bringing the video back and forth within ten minutes.
Lin Fang inserted it into the notebook he carried with him, and after several operations, broadcast it to the students.
She simply sat down with a teacup in hand, watching a movie with fifty students and a small group admiring her answering questions.
The video slowly opened and was shot for the granddaughter of the school's gold master's father. The principal contributed the school's best camera. After all, it is an aristocratic school. This camera is also the most advanced on the market. Clearly.
It's just Friday, and it's a holiday. In the afternoon, there are no other important classes except English class. There is one class for the class meeting, which is enough for these students to watch the video.
Lin Fang also made up his mind not to go to class for now, so that there is not less than one class time left and right, and he will just find a reason to make it up for them next week.
She sat next to the students and was laid-back, but the scumbags watched the video with wide eyes, reluctant to blink for fear of missing some magical scene.
It's been a while now, the tenth class knows all about her multiple-choice questions, and all the exams that can pass the test are correct!
The video slowly unfolded, starting with the head teacher, Lin Fang, holding the dumpling's hand into the classroom.
Tuanzi gave a vaccinated voice and said that he was illiterate, causing the scumbags to forget their purpose for a while, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
The dumpling muttered to Baba next to him, "Yinyin is illiterate, why are the uncles and sisters laughing?"
Shen Rin put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, pretended to be serious and coughed, rubbed the dumpling's head, and brainwashed her, "They are idiots and bad people, Yinyin doesn't need to pay attention to them."
At the beginning of the exam, the painting style was quite normal, because the teacher who read the questions skipped the multiple-choice questions first. Hearing that the group endorsement is very good, she gave her the questions to be silently memorized first.
There's nothing strange here, until... those topics are done, and a little ironic essay is finished...
The curvature of the corners of Shen Lin's mouth was evoked from beginning to end. He found that the soft milk dumpling beside him was the cutest creature in the world. She was innocent, sincere, innocent and lovely, and no one could compare to her!
After answering these questions, the teacher who read the questions to the group said hesitantly: "Next is the multiple-choice questions. You may not understand these questions. The teacher put away the test papers, okay?"
After listening to the group, he shook his head and said seriously with a small fat face: "No, grandpa said that there must be a beginning and an end in doing things, and if you want to take the exam, you must finish it!"
The teacher couldn't, so he could only continue to read the answer to the group, but as he expected, when he finished reading the question, the group looked blank as if he didn't understand.
The teacher who read the question simply showed the test paper to the group, pointed to the options above and said, "One or more of these are the correct answers, so just choose the correct answer."
When she said that, she understood very well. She didn't want the teacher's uncle to read the questions. Anyway, she didn't want the danzi to endorse it, and she couldn't understand it when she read the questions to her.
Tuanzi took out a pen from her small schoolbag, which her father gave her.
She raised her chubby face and said, "Teacher, can I choose Yinyin by myself?"
The teacher who read the question was stunned and nodded, and there was nothing wrong. It was originally the student who chose the topic by himself, but the group was illiterate and the process of reading the question was added.
So... the scene that made the scumbags doubt life came.
The classroom became quieter and quieter, and I watched with bated breath.