One hundred points, one hundred points, and still one hundred points.
Each paper was marked with bright red pen, all of them being perfect scores. The writing on each paper was very neat, making it easy to tell what was written on them.
The scores are written on the side; they're very easy to read!
How is that possible?
How could Song Qinghe possibly have such abilities? She's a novice teacher who has nothing to offer and doesn't know anything about teaching.
Now they're told that someone just casually taught them, and in just half a month, they turned the worst class into a top class?
If this were to get out, no normal person would believe it.
The teachers who came to the auditorium for the meeting, whether they had made a bet with Song Qinghe or not, all basically shared the same attitude.
There's no better word to describe the scene before us than disbelief. Song Qinghe's incredible move was quite astonishing!
Was she really that amazing?
No wonder the principal acted that way when he saw her. If they had known, they would have been more enthusiastic and could have gone over to find out what Song Qinghe had done.
Now things are really messed up. Forget about messing with them, Song Qinghe would be on guard if they even got a little closer.
The teachers who had made bets with Song Qinghe immediately looked down at their students' papers, wondering how long Song Qinghe had been teaching those students and how long they had been teaching them.
There's no reason for Song Qinghe to win; they will lose!
Something about this doesn't seem right; there might be something fishy going on.
The result, of course, disappointed them. The results of Song Qinghe's class were genuine, and the results of their own classes were also genuine.
They're all true, but the difference in quality is completely different.
All the students in Song Qinghe's class got full marks. As for the students' grades, they were really varied and came in all sorts of shapes and sizes.
There are also those who get single-digit scores, which is just too embarrassing to watch.
No matter how you look at it, it's terrible.
If you can't do what your own students can do, then you can turn around and find fault with Song Qinghe.
They turned their attention back to the exam papers of the students in Song Qinghe's class. If all else failed, they would find fault with them.
Maybe we can find it!
The group quickly walked to the pile of exam papers and began searching through them, but they couldn't find anything.
Even if they wanted to nitpick and find fault, they simply couldn't.
Every test paper in Song Qinghe's class looked like it had been printed, with neat handwriting and all the answers correct.
They wanted something so perfect that even finding fault with it was impossible, but in the end they had to give up.
Looking at their expressions, Song Qinghe felt incredibly pleased, as if she had finally gotten her revenge.
The way to deal with people like them is that if others treat you with respect, they'll always try to take a step further.
The more face you give them, the more they think you're easy to bully.
To put it bluntly, they are shameless bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. Thinking about what they just said makes it even more exciting.
Song Qinghe clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Come on, everyone, now that the results are out and you have all verified them, it's time to fulfill the bet."
"I won, get out!"
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