After reading the results of his other classes, the physics teacher finally has time to look at the 16th class. He is not the head teacher and is not interested in the overall results. He only looks at the individual subject scores he teaches, refreshes the rankings, and materializes. One hundred and twenty-nine.
This result is pretty good!This is a unified test paper for the whole year. It is quite difficult. Even the ordinary class he teaches can achieve this score. "Don't make a mistake? Or fill in the ordinary class score to Class 16?"
This kind of thing has not happened before. In the past, there was a physics teacher who brought a key class and an ordinary class at the same time. As a result, the physics scores of a classmate with a good grade in a key class were counted as a middle-class student in the ordinary class. Although the original score on the test paper was still the original score, the total score was improved a lot. When the physics teacher issued the paper, he realized that he had made a mistake, but the total score was eliminated.
"Where is the Class 16 paper? Let me see." He looked for the paper on his desk.
A teacher pointed to a stack of papers: "Class 16, where is it."
The physics teacher flipped the paper quickly, found Su Xingchen, and looked at the paper.
Physics and chemistry are together. Physics is a little bit more important than chemistry. He looked at physics roughly, and they were basically right.
After searching the materialized results of other people in Class 16, Su Xingchen was the highest.
The second place was Zhao Zhurun, who didn't make it at one hundred and two.
This is of course not a big deal in other classes, but in the 16th class, which is dominated by physical education students, Zhao Zhurun achieved a good result.
This avoids the statement that Su Xingchen copied it, and the papers of these two people are different, and then I read Zheng Yan's papers.
Zheng Yan is the math class representative in the class, not as serious as Zhao Zhurun and He Ya, but she is also partial to science.
She is worse than Zhao Zhurun.
Science is not like liberal arts or liberal arts. You can also prepare a small note to copy. For science, unless you copy from a classmate with good grades, it is really difficult to copy from the book. It is impossible to have exactly the same questions. Same, what can I copy?formula?Does the formula still need to be copied?For the students who are serious about the class, the formula is known by just listening to the class. For the students who do not listen to the class, you just tell him the formula, and he doesn't know what it is.
It suddenly occurred to him that in the last quiz, this student seemed to have made a lot of progress?
He handed the paper to the chemistry teacher who is also in the science group. The chemistry teacher is about forty years old, tall, with a fluffy hairstyle, but always a male teacher who is not awake, and his temperament is a bit like a sloth. It was the kind of science student. Seeing the physics teacher handed over a paper, he took it with a slow response, with a dazed and bewildered expression: "What's the matter?"
"Look at it!"
The chemistry teacher took the paper and shook the paper slowly. Then he looked at it slowly, and after reading it, he slowly commented: "This question... is not very difficult, it's all done wrong..." , Looked at the physics teacher dumbfounded, "This paper...is there anything special?"
The physics teacher looks a bit like Zhou Huajian, who has a shorter face and a shorter stature. It is the exact opposite of the chemistry teacher's sleeplessness. He is a person who speaks energetically at all times and feels vigorous.
He counted the name and class on the paper with his hand, and emphasized: "Class 16! Class 16!"
Chemistry teacher:……
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……"Oh."
Physics teacher:...
Tired, don't want to talk to him.
On Sunday afternoon, the students who had returned home began to return to school one after another. On Sunday evening, they had to study at night. More importantly, after two weekends, everyone knew that the monthly test results were about to come out. I was a little nervous, and the discussion in the class was basically about the test scores.
Not only the ordinary class, but even the 16th class is not exempt.
However, Class 16 is a bit different from other classes. When students in Class 16 arrive in the class, their first concern is: "Has their grades come down?"
"It's definitely down. Teacher Chen's results are definitely coming out, but I don't know if it can be found on the school website."
"Can you find out if you find it?"
Everyone's eyes are shining, and his small faces are excited, as if they were betting.
Some people who brought their mobile phones to the school have already entered their student ID number on the school website to check their grades.
"It's coming out!"
"How much?" One by one excited!
The student who checked the results said: "I mean my results are out. I only found my own. I didn't see the overall ranking. There must be one from Teacher Chen. Who of you go to Teacher Chen to ask?"
This kind of thing is generally less talked about by a scholastic master. If it is a scumbag, isn't it looking for a fight?
So the scumbag who checked his grades said, "You go, I won't go."
A few people urged Zhao Zhurun: "Squad leader! Go!"
The squad leader is the squad leader of Class 16, but in front of the total grades of the school, it is also a scumbag. She is not the only teacher in Ms. Chen’s office. It doesn’t matter if he goes to check it in normal times, but for this exam, he feels that the paper is a little bit It's difficult, science is okay, but he must be full of liberal arts, so he is a little afraid to go, saying: "You enter the student ID number to check it, and then add the score to know how much you have taken?"
The scumbag said: "I don't want to know Su Xingchen's grades, she hasn't come yet! Who knows her and Zheng Yan's student numbers?"
Do not know at all.
Su Xingchen is still in the cram school at Mr. Zhao’s home. She has to finish class until 4:30, and then go to the cafeteria to eat. After the meal, she will have to take a pot of water to the dormitory. Then she will come down to study in the evening. It started at half past o'clock, but they returned to school at four o'clock, and now they are scattered in the class.
Zheng Yan and He Ya are also still in the dormitory. They usually come down at this time, but today Zheng Yan is a little nervous and sits in the dormitory reading.
He Ya was also nervous and asked Zheng Yan: "Yanyan, you said she..." She didn't need to say her name, they also knew who it was referring to, "Will it surpass us?"
Zheng Yan clenched her small hand and looked up indifferently: "No, this time the invigilator is so strict, she couldn't copy it even if she copied it, even if it was copied by her, even if it was copied by her, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry and English Copy it?" She was really afraid that Su Xingchen would overtake it, and said: "Huh, what if she has copied these? At that time, the total score will be counted, and it will not only compare to single items. I am not afraid of her. I don't believe it, she is not a mainstream candidate."
Although she didn't think she would fail Su Xingchen in the exam, the people behind them would copy the most. Who knew?What if she copied it?
Zheng Yan was a little uneasy, and felt that the invigilator was so strict this time that even if they copied, they would definitely not be able to copy much, and the score would not be higher than her.
Subjects like Chinese and political history are easy to copy, but mathematical and chemical English is not easy to copy. They usually want to copy, they have to please them, and it depends on whether they are willing to give them some answers during the exam. Even so, later The big topic of the book is not copied.
Thinking this way, Zheng Yan calmed down again.
With what she said, He Ya was finally relieved, but she was still very worried, and she couldn't enter the book.
When it was almost five o'clock, the sky was getting dark. Seeing that the time was almost the same, he called Zheng Yan: "Shall we go down for dinner?"
The two little girls went to dinner together, and went to the class together.
As soon as they arrived in the class, the people in the class surrounded them with great enthusiasm: "Zheng Yan! Hurry up and report your student number."
Zheng Yan has a small face: "Why should I tell you your student number?"
"You don't have to tell me. The results are out. We have checked ours just now. Only you and Su Xingchen are left. Let's see how much you have taken."
Zheng Yan was a little nervous, "You ask me to check and I will check? You won't ask Teacher Chen to go?"
Everyone looked at her with a hard-to-talk expression: "Jung Yan, aren't you afraid?"
Zheng Yan's face flushed with anger, "I'll be afraid of you? Huh, just check it out!"
Before the investigation, he asked Zhao Zhurun: "Squad leader, have you got your grades?"
Zhao Zhurun smiled graciously and said, "I'm out, all liberal arts."
"Let me see!" Zheng Yan hurriedly walked to Zhao Zhurun and looked at his mobile phone.
Zhao Zhurun helplessly checked his own results again, and all the scores came out. Sure enough, as he said, in addition to Chinese and English, the liberal arts are all covered, but the science results are still good as always.
Zheng Yan saw his results and silently wrote down his total score, and she knew in her heart.
Every time the top three in the class are basically He Ya, Zhao Zhurun and her, He Ya and Zhao Zhurun are partial to liberal arts and the other is partial to science. Her own grades are fairly average, but the literary is not better than He Ya, and the reason is not better than Zhao Zhurun. Now it is gradually partial.
She stretched her head to He Ya again and asked her: "Yaya, how did you do on the exam? Have you found it out?"
He Ya bit her lip and shook her head.
"Check it quickly." She lay next to He Ya, watching her check her grades.
He Ya was a little nervous, her heart thumping, for fear that she might have failed the exam, she let out a sigh of relief after the results came out.
Although the ones who didn't take the exam were particularly good, they were fairly stable and basically remained the same as usual.
Because I don’t know the scores of other people, there is no comparison, I don’t know how my score ranks, but if nothing happens, this score is stable in Class 16.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
After reading her results, Zheng Yan saw that the total scores of her and Zhao Zhurun were almost the same. She started to sit in her seat and checked her scores. The scores were no accident. They were almost the same as her usual. I have been reading with books, but generally speaking, the improvement is not big, and the performance of a single subject is still poor. It is not as good as Zhao Zhurun, but there is no particularly obvious shortcoming.
Of course, the same can be said. In the eyes of ordinary class teachers, her grades are all shortcomings.
On the contrary, teachers like He Ya and Zhao Zhurun who have outstanding achievements in a single category will not be very worried, because it is obvious that they have clear goals and know that their energy is limited, so they simply give up the category that they are not good at and will do more. Focusing on the subjects you are good at is also a strategy.
But her total score is a little higher than Zhao Zhurun, and only a little lower than He Ya.
She was relieved.
Now that Su Xingchen is here, all the students in the class are looking forward to it.
Zheng Yan was anxious to know the result, and the wait became more impatient.
How to describe that feeling, I was already holding the winning ticket and wanted to slap in the face, but the person who was slapped always never came, as if he had hit the cotton with a fist and was eager.
The first class of students had already gone to their head teacher to check their grades, and it was their class leader and Su Xingyang.
Su Xingyang is the favorite of the science teachers in his class. He is the seed player in the math competition class and physics competition class. Like him, his grades are basically stable in the top ten of the grade.
He pushed Su Xingyang's shoulders. At the beginning of the semester, Su Xingyang was not as tall as him. Now he is almost as tall as him. Why doesn't he grow up?
The squad leader looked at Su Xingyang's head and muttered inwardly.
Students like them, who have top grades throughout the year, often deal with teachers. The teachers are also very tolerant of them. They came to the head teacher's office cheeky, with a big smile on his face, and asked the head teacher cautiously: " The old class, have the results come out? How is my test?"
A class teacher pretended to be fierce, with a blank expression: "How do you think you did on the exam?"
The squad leader laughed: "I think my exam is not bad, isn't this here to check the results?"
The head teacher sat on the chair with a pen in his hand and looked at Su Xingyang: "Su Xingyang, what's going on this time, my grades have deteriorated."
The squad leader screamed badly.
Su Xingyang blinked and looked at the teacher.
His eyes are like his dad, big and round, with lighter pupils, slender eyelashes, and soft hair. They are not very dark, but a lighter maroon. For a boy, they are long, white and tender. His egg-shaped face, the contours of his newly developed face are not clear, so when he looks at you with his round dog eyes, he is particularly innocent.
The teacher in charge was glanced at him twice, and couldn't help it. He stopped teasing him and gave them the computer: "Check it out."
The monitor hurriedly found the total score of this monthly test in the computer's query system, clicked on it, and the scores were ranked from high to low, and then quickly searched for his name from the top ten of the grade.
When he saw his name in the fifth place, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at it again, the second grade is also in his own class, and Su Xingyang is ninth grade.
In the top ten of the grade, my class accounted for three, and the monitor was relieved.
The competition for the three experimental classes in the whole year is still fierce. I'm afraid that if my class does not even occupy three of the top ten, the pressure will be great.
After reading the top ten, look at the top 20 and top 50, and count how many people there are in your class.
After reading it, the squad leader was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Su Xingyang took the computer, rolled the mouse wheel, and continued to scroll down. He watched extremely quickly, until it reached two hundred, and he had to scroll down. The squad leader pulled strangely. He said: "Let's go, we don't have our class below."
There are 16 classes throughout the year, with 40 students in each class, and more than 600 students in one grade. No matter how the experimental class, there are no more than 200 students.
Su Xingyang let go of the mouse, and when he was dragged out by the monitor, he looked back at the computer. Unfortunately, because of the light, although he could still see the computer screen, he couldn't see the words on the computer.
When he released the mouse, his finger touched the scroll wheel. If he could still see the name at the bottom of the page, it was the one he was familiar with.
When I arrived outside the office, the monitor was still joking: "Just look at the top 120. If you really want to fall out of 200, the old class won't be so calm. Let me tell you!"
Su Xingyang licked his slightly dry, peeling lips without any explanation, but looked back at the computer from the window and went back to the class with him.
Su Xingchen came back with Cheng Kangyao. Cheng Kangyao told Cheng's father last week that he would go to Teacher Zhao's cram school. Cheng's father didn't know how to do it, so Cheng Kangyao followed.
The first thing Cheng Kangyao did when he arrived at Teacher Zhao's house was to see if Zhao Moqin was there or not, he was satisfied, sitting in a chair like an uncle, waiting for class.
Teacher Zhao is a good temper, but Teacher Qin looks a little serious.
Seeing that Su Xingchen respected the teacher so much, he coughed, and quickly sat down, studying hard.
Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qin found that this young man with green hair like a green onion had worse foundation than Su Xingchen.
They really don't want to accept students with such a poor foundation, but old friends from the Education Bureau have called him, and he can only accept them.
Fortunately, although he looked rebellious, he was still stable. After a day of class here, although occasionally he felt that there were long nails under his butt, he always wanted to move, but as long as Su Xingchen heard the movement and looked at him quietly, He immediately reduced his expression and pretended to study hard, which was not too difficult to teach.
Su Xingchen and Cheng Kangyao went back to school together, fetched water and sent them back to the dormitory. Cheng Kangyao had already prepared the meal and waited for her. This kid didn't know if it was resuscitated. They ordered all her favorite dishes, sweet and sour pork ribs, and sugar Vinegar tenderloin, fried shrimp in oil and the like.
After dinner, it's six o'clock in class.
Class 16 students completely ignored Cheng Kangyao, the green-haired young man who was usually cool and tyrannical, and showed great enthusiasm to Su Xingchen, as if she had never been so eagerly looking forward to her arrival. When she came, she was greeted at the door, and squeezed Cheng Kangyao away: "Quickly, quickly, quickly, I'm waiting for you! How did you come? What is your student number? I'll check your grades for you."
Cheng Kangyao, who was squeezed to the side, grabbed the curly yellow collar and moved it to the side, "Is it right?"
"I rely on it, check the results, don't make trouble." Student Juan Huangmao is not afraid to kill Emperor Matt at all, and his tone is still petting to comfort him.
"Give me the phone!" Cheng Kangyao took the curly phone.Open the school website by yourself and ask Su Xingchen: "student number."
Before she could sign up for her student number, he punched in.
Curly Huang Mao ridiculed when she saw it: "As expected of someone who has been a couple, can you remember the student number?"
Cheng Kangyao couldn't help but curled his lips, and was urged by the curly yellow hair: "Laughing so lewdly~ What are you doing? Hurry up!"
Cheng Kangyao glanced at him: "Are you in a hurry?"
Curly Huangmao saw that he and Su Xingchen were both sluggishly like outsiders, and couldn't help teasing himself: "Grass the grass, I'm really the emperor in no hurry."
Seeing him describing himself as an eunuch, Manana, who came with him, laughed loudly, "Curl, you have a clear understanding of yourself, you know you are an eunuch!"
Classmate Juan Huangmao turned around and said to the vomiting classmate: "Do you believe it or not that I took it out and scared to death?"
The classmate who just complained about it laughed loudly: "Hurry up and frighten me to death!"
Curly classmate despised him: "Not at all pure!" With an expression of not being with him, he focused on following Su Xingchen: "Su Xingchen, hurry up, student number, brother will not play games today, come early in the morning When I get to the class, I’m waiting for you."
"Have you checked it all?" Su Xingchen sat back in his seat and put the book down.
"Checked it, just waiting for you, where did you and my brother Kang go, come here so late!"
A group of people all surrounded Cheng Kangyao with their heads out looking at his mobile phone.
Cheng Kangyao glanced at Su Xingchen.
He was afraid that Su Xingchen failed the exam, so many people wanted her to admit plagiarism, he...
She was also looking at him, and smiled at him particularly calmly, his heart suddenly calmed down and pressed the query.
"How is it? Did the results come out? Oh brother, you hurry up, you are really anxious to me!" Juan Huangmao urged.
When Cheng Kangyao saw the scores, he calmed down immediately, and restored his usual expression of blasting the sky: "It's not bad on the test!" He raised his chin and commanded others: "Who are you, take your notes."
The rest of the class were all looking at Cheng Kangyao. He Ya and Zheng Yan were all sitting in their seats. Looking back at them, they suddenly had a bad premonition when they saw Cheng Kangyao's proud and proud smile. .
Sure enough, I saw him read one by one: "Su Xingchen, Chinese——118, Mathematics——121..."
When she read the Chinese grades, Zheng Yan frowned, and when she read math, she showed an incredible expression. When he read 132 Political History and 129 Materialization, Zheng Yan stood up and shouted: " I don't believe it! Show me!"
Cheng Kangyao squinted at her, smiled, threw the phone upwards, and was snatched by classmate Curly.
Seeing that Zheng Yan was eager to grab it, she was very satisfied and handed her the phone: "Okay, give it to you, you can see for yourself."