"What do you mean, whose fault is it?" Ye Qingyan squeezed out of the crowd with a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other. As soon as she returned, she heard the two of them arguing about who was right and who was wrong.
"It's nothing!" Zhen Tian shook her head.
Mi Le looked at the grades her little follower had copied back for her, then her gaze fell on Zhen Tian's back, and she revealed a malicious smile.
"Look, I copied all the grades back." Ye Qingyan showed the notebook to Zhen Tian.
"Alright, you've all finished looking at it, I'll go take a look at mine too." Yuan Yuan said and walked towards the blackboard.
"What's going on? Why is she suddenly talking to you?" Ye Qingyan and Yuan Yuan had a fairly good relationship, but Yuan Yuan had never spoken a word to Zhen Tian before.
"She said she saw me dancing."
"Oh." Ye Qingyan wasn't a meticulous person, and she couldn't figure out what Yuan Yuan was thinking. She only asked out of curiosity.
Zhen Tian looked at her grades carefully.
Chinese, 115; English, 99; Math, 43...
She was stunned when she saw her math score; all her other scores were no longer important to her.
Zhen Tian tugged at Ye Qingyan: "These are my math scores? Are you sure you didn't copy them incorrectly?"
Ye Qingyan glanced at it: "No, you're 43, I'm 45, there's no mistake. It's rare for me to score higher than you in one subject."
"Impossible..." Zhen Tian sat there dumbfounded in disbelief.
"Why not? Math is so difficult, but your Chinese grades are pretty good," Ye Qingyan muttered from the side.
She spoke for a while, then noticed that the girl next to her was no longer responding to her.
Turning my head, I saw Zhen Tian sitting in her seat, crying silently.
"Hey..." Ye Qingyan panicked: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Zhen Tian shook her head, not wanting to talk. She lay on the table, buried her head in her arms, and felt extremely wronged.
Having nowhere else to turn for help, Ye Qingyan could only keep trying to comfort her.
I thought about it over and over again. I was fine just a moment ago, so why did I suddenly start crying?
Could it be because of her grades? Ye Qingyan has always been a poor student since she was little, and she only got into this high school because her father spent 20,000 yuan to get her in. She has never felt sad about her grades since she was little.
Zhen Tian cried for a while and then sat up.
"I...I..." she sobbed.
Shao Junli, who was sitting diagonally in front of him, walked over with concern: "What's wrong?"
Then he looked at Ye Qingyan, who spread her hands, indicating that she didn't know either.
“I…” Zhen Tian sniffed.
"Take your time, there's no rush." Ye Qingyan gently patted her back.
"I was the best at math in junior high, I always got full marks, how could I possibly get 40 points?"
Zhen Tian finished speaking in fits and starts.
Ye Qingyan grinned; it was indeed because of her grades.
"This math test was quite difficult." Shao Junli hid his score of 138 behind his back. "It's normal to not do well, isn't it, Ye Qingyan?"
"Ah, yes, yes, it's too hard. I couldn't do any of them, I just guessed." Ye Qingyan grinned foolishly.
"You don't need to comfort me. I just can't accept it. I know I won't."
I didn't expect you to be such a reasonable and aggrieved person.
Ye Qingyan tried to find joy amidst her suffering.
"Class is about to start, and the teacher will probably go over the test papers. It's your first exam, so don't be too discouraged. You might not be used to it yet." Before Shao Junli finished speaking, the math teacher walked in as the bell rang, carrying a thick stack of test papers.
Shao Junli quickly offered a few more words of comfort before returning to his seat.
Zhen Tian wiped away her tears, sat up straight, and really wanted to figure out why her grades were so low.
Liu Zhen looked very upset, and she slammed a stack of test papers onto the podium.
"Still chatting? What are you talking about? Look at your grades. You're third from the bottom in the whole grade, and your math scores are even worse—last place. You're the worst class of students I've ever had."
The students looked at each other in bewilderment.
Um...didn't the homeroom teacher just say that they could compete with the experimental class?
Competing based on the lowest ranking?
"Look at your grades! Out of 63 students in the class, only two got over 100? Only five got over 90! What kind of grades are these? I feel ashamed just hearing about them!" Liu Zhen said angrily. "You can't get high scores, but these low scores have certainly shattered my worldview, Zhen Tian!"
She specifically mentioned Zhen Tian's name.
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Zhen Tian stood up.
"Forty-three points, forty-three. I could score higher than you even if I guessed all A's."
Some students couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Zhen Tian felt even more wronged.
Ye Qingyan cursed the teacher in her heart, wondering what kind of values she had.
Miler looked on with an air of schadenfreude, arms crossed, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"You'll stand and listen to this lesson." The math teacher tossed the test paper to the student at the first desk: "Return the papers to the students."
"Two students deserve special praise this time. One is Shao Junli, who scored 138 in math, which is better than many students in the experimental class. Mi Le deserves special praise for her 121 points, and her paper is very neat and clean. Look at her, she pays attention in class, gets good grades, and writes well. Look at the rest of you."
Zhen Tian took the test paper and walked towards the back of the classroom.
"Where are you going?" Liu Zhen was praising Miler when he saw Zhen Tian move, and her voice rose two notches.
"I'll go stand at the back. I'm afraid standing here will block the other students from seeing the blackboard," Zhen Tian said softly.
"You think you're so clever, you think you know everything. Did I tell you to do it?" Liu Zhen glared at her.
Zhen Tian stood there, at a loss.
"Alright, go stand at the back. Now you look so wronged. What were you thinking about when you weren't paying attention in class? You're so young, yet you're thinking about such indecent things all day, hanging out with the male classmates outside."
Zhen Tian looked up in shock: "I don't understand what the teacher means?"
"You don't know, but I do?"
"What does it mean to 'hang out with male classmates'? I want the teacher to explain it to me." Zhen Tian was unusually serious.
The math teacher didn't expect her to dare to challenge him: "Do you not want to listen to the lesson? If you don't want to listen, then get out. I don't want to teach a student like you."
"I didn't do it, and I don't want the teacher to spread rumors about me."
Ye Qingyan buried her head in her arms and tugged hard at Zhen Tian's clothes. This girl is usually so soft and gentle, why is she so fierce now?
After Zhen Tian finished speaking, she walked to the back of the classroom.
Liu Zhen angrily slammed the test paper on the table and berated Zhen Tian indirectly for half the class period before finally going over the test paper.
The people in the back row felt sorry for Zhen Tian, looking so pitiful. They wondered how she had ended up in this woman's hands today.
To be honest, the students in the class didn't like this teacher very much because she never gave them a kind look.
The people behind her craned their necks to look at Zhen Tian's test paper. Her handwriting was neat and tidy, and it looked like the handwriting of a good child, if you didn't look at the big red crosses.
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