Chapter 74 Chuci, do you have any opinions about Chinese?
After the weekend break, Chu Ci returned to school.
As soon as she entered the classroom, her classmates cast unusual looks at her.
Chu Ci has become a hot topic in Huayue High School.
Everyone was curious about how she managed to sleep in class, not do her homework, and still get full marks on the exams.
Huang Juan came to Chu Ci in small steps, looking eager to learn: "Chu Ci, the city's ranking is out. Did you know that you got first place in the city?"
Previously, the school announced the ranking within their school, and the ranking within the city was just released today.
"Oh." Chu Ci acted calmer than Huang Juan.
"Wow, he is worthy of being a great god. He is so calm even though he got the first place in the city. If it were me, I would jump three feet high." Huang Juan said excitedly.
"Yeah." After putting down his things, Chu Ci took out a pillow and prepared to go to sleep.
The Chinese teacher came to the classroom. The Chinese teacher of Class 5 was a female teacher in her early thirties, with an average appearance. She had a very serious expression on her face on weekdays, which made the students a little afraid. But she was a very nice person, her lectures were very organized, and she was very patient with students.
The Chinese teacher walked up to Chu Ci who was about to go to sleep and knocked on the table.
Chu Ci raised his head blankly, looking as if he had not yet woken up.
"Student Chu Ci, don't you like me?"
The Chinese teacher frowned and looked conflicted.
Chu Ci looked at the teacher and asked, "Which course are you teaching?"
She didn't even remember who she was.
The Chinese teacher almost couldn't breathe.
She doesn't even know what subject she teaches! !
It’s no wonder that Chu Ci doesn’t recognize the teacher. She always sleeps in class, so it’s strange that she can remember what subject the teacher teaches.
"Chinese, why did you only get 60 points in Chinese?" When the Chinese teacher saw Chu Ci's test paper, he almost got a heart attack and high blood pressure.
The running script is arrogant, beautiful and clear. The Chinese teacher had a good first impression when he saw the paper with such beautiful handwriting.
But after carefully looking at the answers on the test paper, the Chinese teacher almost vomited blood.
The answer was a complete mess.
The content that I memorized by rote was all correct in Chuci.
However, the answers to the free-flowing reading comprehension questions were a mess.
The following composition is even more heartbreaking.
Topic composition: students are required to write an 800-word composition based on a touching moment of a loved one. The subject matter is not limited, except for poetry.
Then Chuci wrote this passage:
Family affection is a lamp, family affection is light, family affection is water, ah, beautiful family affection.
Yes, just one sentence.
A very stiff and dry sentence.
It's not even a comparison!
What about lamps, light, and water? Are they all far-fetched metaphors?
I can't even convince the teacher to give me some points for hard work.
The total score of Chinese language in senior high school was 150, and 60 points in Chuci was not even passing.
The problem is that she got almost full marks in her other courses.
There was contrast and hurt, and the Chinese teacher felt the deep malice from Chu Ci.
"I can't." Chu Ci replied.
"Did you really not know how to do it or did you do poorly on purpose?" the Chinese teacher asked.
"No." Chu Ci answered frankly.
The Chinese teacher calmed down a lot, but she didn't let Chu Ci off so easily: "You are so good in other subjects. You can't let Chinese hold you back. From now on, you have to devote more time to Chinese and strive to make your Chinese score worthy of your overall score. Do you understand?"
"Yeah." Chu Ci's tone was casual and lazy, and it was unclear whether he had heard it or not.
(End of this chapter)
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