"What's so strange about this? Chinese is the first exam, and I heard that the teachers of other subjects didn't take a break over the weekend either, they were all working overtime to mark the papers."
"That's too cruel! You can't do that to someone! The bruises from the last beating haven't healed yet..."
Those with poor grades are crying out in anger, while those with good grades are calm and composed.
Such scenes are played out almost every time after every monthly exam, with some being happy while others are sad, and even a poorly-performing class like Class 9 is no exception.
The Chinese teacher called the class representative and the student council member to help him distribute the test papers.
The order of the test papers was shuffled and not arranged according to the scores.
Yuan Ya had almost finished handing out the papers in her hand, and she hadn't seen anyone with a higher score than hers, so she couldn't help feeling a little proud.
Her grades were not particularly outstanding, but she was good at all subjects and was very stable, so she always got first place in the total score.
She felt very satisfied when she saw others looking at her with envy and jealousy.
Probably no one in the class likes exams more than her. She really likes the feeling of being looked up to and noticed.
When her deskmate saw her score, he looked envious and said, "Student Councillor, I think you're the one who will get first place again this time, right?"
Yuan Ya smiled reservedly.
yes.
132 points. Except for composition and reading comprehension, I hardly lost any points on other question types.
Who else can test better than her?
Yuan Ya was proud in her heart, but she looked very humble: "No, the difficulty of the questions this time is not that great, maybe there will be many high scores."
"Isn't it difficult? Why do I feel like it's not much different from the last joint exam?"
My deskmate muttered as he looked at his barely passing score.
Just then, several exclamations were heard from the corner of the back row.
"Wow~142! How is that possible?"
"Is this cheating? I can actually get such a high score!"
"From single digits to triple digits, even a koi fish can't jump that fast, right?"
Everyone around Wen Xi had a look of shock and sadness on their faces.jpg
It’s as if I’m watching my beloved spicy strips moving further and further away from me.
Xu Shan, however, was holding her deskmate's test paper and grinning from ear to ear, looking even happier than if she had done well in the exam herself.
"Xixi, you are awesome! You are worthy of being my idol, my goddess!"
"Look at this sweet mouth, plenty of juice."
Wen Xi smiled, it wasn't her money being spent anyway.
There was wailing all around.
"Huh, we've only just released one subject's results, why are you so mad?"
Xu Zhenzhen slammed her paper on the table and raised her eyebrows.
She also created a big upset this time, performing exceptionally well and scoring 128!
Song Qingxue didn't do as well as her in the exam, only scoring 115 points. She was silently lowering her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
The bell rang just after the test papers were distributed.
As soon as the Chinese teacher opened his mouth, he couldn't wait to praise several students who had made obvious progress.
"Hey, this time I want to talk about Wenxi in particular," he said excitedly, adjusting his glasses, which were thicker than the bottom of a bottle. "Wenxi's progress this time is really huge! Her score is only 2 points away from the highest score in the top class!"
"Of course, her good grades didn't come out of thin air. During this period, she submitted two essays to me every week. Not only did she complete the assigned homework very well, she also did a lot of extra exercises. That's why she can achieve such good grades today."
"This also proves a truth to all of us: as long as we don't give up, the ugly duckling will eventually become a white swan!"
The Chinese teacher was speaking at the podium with great passion and saliva flying everywhere.
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