Cheng Liang subconsciously glanced at the dean's face, as if trying to find some clues from it.

"This Ye Wan..."

"What happened to Ye Wan?"

Cheng Liang leaned over with his upper body leaning over the desk.

Just one glance and the whole person was stunned.

This is... I did so badly in the exam that even Cheng Liang didn't expect it?

Zhao Yuxiu smiled sympathetically, "Something happened at Ye Wan's family, and she took a leave of absence. It's the most critical sprint period for the college entrance examination, so it's understandable that she didn't attend classes and didn't do well in the exam. Old Cheng, you..." Don't be too sad.

Before he could finish his words, he received gazes from Cheng Liang and the Dean of Studies.

As if to say: How can there be such a mentally retarded person?

Her smile froze and Zhao Yuxiu walked over.

Then, he froze in front of the computer.

Chinese: 148 Mathematics: 150 English: 150 Liberal Arts: 295 Total score: 743 Ranking: 1 Ye Wan scored 743 points? Liberal Arts? ? ?

How is that possible?

In Zhao Yuxiu's science class, the highest score this year is 728 points.

Ranked 16th in Sicheng.

And this is the highest score ever obtained by Mingde Middle School.

In this aristocratic school, 90% of the students are playboys and ladies from the wealthy circle of Sicheng.

The remaining 10% are those who come from poor families and cannot afford to attend public high schools, and are recruited by Mingde at a cost.

Not to mention that all tuition and miscellaneous fees are waived.

As long as the student status is transferred to Mingde, each person will be rewarded 20,000 yuan.

If you can rank among the top 100 in Sicheng in the college entrance examination, you will receive an additional reward of 50,000 yuan.

This is the case with the girl in Zhao Yuxiu's class who scored 728 points.

Except for her, most of the scores in the class were between 550-700.

The few that were not satisfactory were no less than 500.

For Zhao Yuxiu, this is considered a good teaching result.

It was taken for granted that Sicheng 16 with 728 points was enough to be the best result of Mingde Middle School this year, but Zhao Yuxiu never dreamed that Ye Wan scored 743 points.

The first in Sicheng.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that. No wonder people often say that adversity determines destiny. Ye Wan got such good grades in the exam, which can comfort the spirits of her parents in heaven."

Zhao Yuxiu said with a smile: "No wonder Old Cheng is so nervous. It turns out that all the bets are on Ye Wan."

He said this as if Ye Wan was the only one in the class who got good grades.

"Look at the others."

Ye Wan's score gave Cheng Liang great confidence.

There was no time to offend the dean of studies at this moment. Cheng Liang walked around to the other end of the desk and grabbed the mouse directly.

The more he looked down, the happier his face became.

Zhao Yuxiu's eyebrows started twitching.

No, there may be unexpected results, right?

"Wang Lei is good, 699 points, sixth in liberal arts in Sicheng... Fu Mingming, 695, ninth in liberal arts... Chen Hui 685, 18th in liberal arts..."

At first, I could look at the grades of each subject, but then I only looked at the total score and ranking.

In the end, there were so many students who performed well that Cheng Liang didn't even bother to look at their total scores and only looked at their Sicheng liberal arts rankings.

"21, 26, 37, 39, 42..."

Cheng Liang was still sliding the mouse to look down, and Zhao Yuxiu's face had become extremely ugly.

There are 50 people in each class.

There were only 9 people in her second class within the first 100 miles of Sicheng.

She thought this was a very good result.

As a result, there are so many in Cheng Liang's class? There are already more than a dozen before we even get to the bottom of the group. What did she say just now?

The loser has to treat all the teachers in the school to dinner at Sicheng Hotel?

The cheapest banquet at Sicheng Hotel is 6888 per table.

If we count based on ten tables, plus drinks, that would be nearly 100,000.

When I think of the dinner table with clinking glasses, everyone from the principal to the teachers in each class were congratulating Cheng Liang.

It was as if this was a celebration party for him.

Zhao Yuxiu's eyes went dark.

(End of this chapter)