Zheng Zhiguo was fascinated by reading the English version of "Wuthering Heights". He almost tore the book apart and was deeply immersed in it every time he read it. The fate of the protagonists Heathcliff and Catherine in the story touched his heart and made him unable to calm down for a long time.
When he closed the book, he realized that more than two hours had passed, and the little girl was biting her pen and frowning in thought.
Zheng Zhiguo shook his head slightly. Just as he guessed, pretty girls usually don’t have very good grades. Judging from her expression, she must be stumped.
This set of questions was set by the teachers of Chinese, mathematics and English respectively. He personally reviewed it and the difficulty level was moderate. As long as the little girl could pass the test, she could be a transfer student to Jinning Middle School. He was a kind teacher at heart and was unwilling to give up on any student who was striving to excel.
But if they can't even pass the exam, there's nothing he can do to help them.
He was a little impatient. This set of questions lasted three hours, and two and a half hours had already passed. If he could hold on for another half an hour, he would be free.
It seems that he was fooled by the old fox Yue Lining. No wonder he pushed this transfer student to him. It turned out that he had already calculated that her grades would be poor.
Time passed minute by minute. After class, Zhou Zhuo walked around the outside of the examination room several times, secretly looking at Lin Qingqing through the window, and was very worried about her.
He was mainly worried about her math grades. She was terrible at math, and he hoped that the crazy tutoring he gave her was not in vain.
Finally, three hours were up, and Zheng Zhiguo knocked on the table with the blackboard eraser, signaling Lin Qingqing not to continue answering questions.
Lin Qingqing put down her pen, rubbed her sore wrist, and handed in the paper.
The top one was the math paper. Zheng Zhiguo took one look at it and shook his head. It was covered in scribblings and some parts were blank. With this paper, he would be lucky to pass.
With math being this good, I guess Chinese and English won’t be much better.
He had no hope, but!
When he turned to the Chinese paper, he was surprised to find that the paper was very neat, the questions were answered very correctly, and there were almost no traces of corrections on the entire paper, as if it had been completed in one go.
Especially the composition, he read it at a glance. The words were full of emotion, the words were appropriate, and there was not a single typo. Moreover, the girl's handwriting was very beautiful, and the reading experience was very comfortable.
He hurriedly opened the English paper with hope, and this paper surprised him even more.
Judging from the visual inspection, all the questions are correct, and I preliminarily estimate that I can get full marks.
Zheng Zhiguo looked at Lin Qingqing in surprise as if he had discovered a super treasure: "Have you really dropped out of school?"
Since the resumption of the college entrance examination in 1979, he has never seen a student who can get full marks in English. The students he taught were considered lucky if they could get 20 points in English.
Even the only two students from Jinning who were admitted to university last year, Lu Yiqing and Lin Fengya, only scored around 30 points in English, which is already the limit.
It’s not that he teaches badly, but English is a completely new course for most students. There is no English course in junior high school, which makes it very difficult for them to accept it.
Some boys, in particular, simply gave up English and focused their energy on other subjects, resulting in zero scores.
Under the influence of the strong winds and huge waves, some students even made up a rhyme: "I am Chinese, why should I learn foreign languages? I don't need to learn ABC, I will just be the successor..."
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