Chapter 168: That top student, come over and talk about the topic 27

Mingnan smiled and said nothing.

But it is too easy for them to be crazy. They are adults, not one-year-old children. They know what they are doing, but they still push people to death. It can be seen that they are black from the bones to the heart.

If we don't let them suffer all the pain in the world, how can we compensate those two innocent lives and all the people who were bullied by them and dared not speak out?

Mingnan lowered her eyes and went over the information she had found in the past few days in her mind. She locked on her target and prepared to talk to those who had been bullied when she had time. It would be best if they were willing to provide evidence, but it didn't matter if they were not willing, she could just let them wait and see.

Look at what happened to people like Lu Xueting.

…

The monthly exam results came out very quickly. The first class on Monday was a quiet one. She waved a report card on the podium and said, "I know what you are looking forward to. The monthly exam results are out. Are you happy?"

"ah?"

"You're out so soon? I still want to live two more days."

"My, my, my, my, teacher, how much did I rank in the exam?"

Human joys and sorrows are not mutually intelligible.

Mingnan looked at the thin report card and felt uneasy.

She couldn't help but look back. Shen Yang was leaning back in a chair in a casual and lazy manner, his gold-rimmed glasses sliding down his nose. He didn't care. He was twirling a pen in one hand and holding a rolled-up exercise book in the other, completely oblivious to everything around him.

It seems like he doesn't care at all how he did in the exam.

"I took a look. Is the math test more difficult this time? I see that your scores are very polarized." An Jing lay on the podium and refused to say how they did in the exam, deliberately keeping them hanging.

Listening to the wailing of her classmates satisfied her bad taste.

Shen Yang didn't know what he was thinking of. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Mingnan. Their eyes met. Shen Yang raised the corner of his lips and gave her a meaningful smile.

Mingnan: “…”

205: [Host, how do you feel? ]

Mingnan: [Thank you for the invitation. My back feels cold.]

She quickly looked away and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Shen Yang chuckled almost inaudibly.

After repeated requests from the students, An Jing said mercifully, "Alright, alright, the class representative will hand out the political papers. Please take a good look at them, especially the philosophy part. It is the worst hit area with weird mistakes. No matter how many times I have emphasized the key points, they are still wrong. I don't know if your brains have been infected by goldfish."

Everyone was excited and scared at the same time, and their eyes kept following the class representative.

Soon the test papers were handed to them one by one, and wailing was heard again.

"How could I be so wrong?"

"Oh no! I read the question wrong."

An Jing snorted and laughed: "Now you can read the questions wrong even when you are tested individually. Let's see what you will do when the three subjects of liberal arts are tested together in the next midterm exam!"

The class representative walked past Mingnan's desk and suddenly exclaimed, then handed the test paper to her, "Wow, you scored so high this time!"

Su Qiu perked up when he heard that. "How many points?"

She leaned over and saw two big words written in red on Mingnan's test paper: 91.

"My deskmate, you are amazing! How come you are so correct in philosophy?"

Mingnan smiled calmly, "Maybe my way of thinking is different from everyone else's."

She has lived for many lifetimes, has seen everything, and has experienced life and death. For her, philosophy is nothing more than a summary of her insights, which is not difficult to understand.

“I think so too,” the representative exclaimed.

"If nothing unexpected happens, you should get the highest score this time." She continued to hand out the papers and found that there were scores of 93 and 95, and Mingnan was third.

But this result is not bad. Mingnan's grades have always been in the top 20 in the class.

They are the top class in liberal arts, and the top 20 in their class are basically the top 20 in the overall ranking, so Mingnan's results are good, but not the best.

This time I was able to rank among the top three in a single subject, which is a huge improvement.

Lian An Jing praised Mingnan: "Of course, there are also students who have made great progress this time. For example, Mingnan's grades in all subjects have improved, especially in mathematics. It can be seen that she has worked hard. Everyone should learn from her. This is the attitude that senior high school students should have!"

Mingnan smiled and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from An Jing's tone, she must have done quite well in math, right?

Everyone was nervous during the class. As soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed to the podium to check their report cards.

The podium was so crowded that Mingnan couldn't squeeze in at all. He could only wait until everyone had finished watching.

205: [Why don’t you let me help you look? ]

Mingnan: [You don’t understand. This is a sense of ceremony from the student days. It doesn’t feel real when someone says it. I have to see it with my own eyes to feel a sense of accomplishment.]

Someone came out of the encirclement, and she couldn't help but step back, but she didn't notice that she was already standing on the edge of the podium, and if she stepped back any further she would fall down.

205 was about to remind him when a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind and firmly supported Mingnan's waist.

Through the thin school uniform, Mingnan felt a burning sensation in his lower back.

She looked back in surprise and saw Shen Yang standing at the podium, looking up at her and whispering, "Be careful."

Mingnan looked down and quickly moved forward.

Shen Yang slowly withdrew his hand. Ming Nan leaned over and whispered, "Teacher Shen, I may have passed the exam this time. Is there no reward?"

Shen Yang raised his eyebrows, "I haven't asked for tuition yet, but you're asking for rewards."

Mingnan raised his hand to push up his glasses, and said with a smile, "You can't call me teacher for nothing."

Shen Yang stared at her for a moment, thought for a moment, and took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket. "Here, a reward."

Ming Nan hesitated and didn't answer. "Don't you dislike sweet things? This can't be dark chocolate, right?"

"My mother asked me to bring you milk chocolate this morning," Shen Yang said.

Mingnan then happily took it and ate it.

Seeing that there was an empty seat in front, Mingnan hurried over to take a look and found that her name was among the top ten - ninth.

She didn't pay attention to the grades of other subjects and only glanced at math.

100 points.

Really passed!

Not only did I pass, I even exceeded it by a bit.

Mingnan almost burst into tears.

The original owner was as bad at math as she was and had never passed the exam. But this time she actually got a perfect score, a perfect score!

She turned around excitedly and almost gave Shen Yang a big hug in front of the whole class.

205: [Host, calm down! You don't want everyone to know about your affairs, right? ]

Why does this sound so wrong?

Mingnan suppressed his excitement and instead took advantage of the cover of the podium to grab Shen Yang's hand with some strength.

Shen Yang had been explaining the questions to her for almost a month, so he naturally knew how difficult it was for her to achieve this result.

In those days, the lamp on her desk would stay on until midnight.

There were math papers one after another, and the draft papers piled up like a small mountain.

Fortunately, her efforts finally bore good fruit.

Shen Yang hooked Ming Nan's hand, and in a corner where no one was paying attention, he said sincerely, "Great."