Dear Mr. Sheep - Chapter 17
The first three periods of class on Monday were normal, and the last class was the regular weekly class meeting time.
This time there were a bit more things to talk about, so at the end of the third period Zhang Yongchao walked into the classroom with his record book in his hand. Unlike last night, he had a new pair of glasses.
Some boys at the back noticed and coaxed, “Old Zhang has changed his glasses?”
Zhang Yongchao stood on the podium with his hands behind his back and looked at them and laughed: “New glasses this morning. How old I am, the degree of my eyes actually went up.”
The boys sighed.
Someone whispered, “He’s definitely going to complain about us later.”
Sure enough, the next second Zhang Yongchao began to complain about the link: “Why did my eye prescription rise? It’s because I stay up late every night and work overtime worrying about your grades! But you all are not worried, always give me trouble, look at this monthly exams are into what? I stayed up until 2:00 a.m. last night analyzing each of your grades.”
“Welcome to listen to Old Zhang’s storytelling, listen to his online storytelling.” A boy in the penultimate row whispered.
“Hahahaha, I suspect he accidentally broke his glasses.” Another boy echoed.
In the past, at this time, Song Song would definitely follow and spit out a few words, but she was now lying on her desk, her hand holding a pen and scribbling in her notebook, listlessly.
After the morning study, Jiang Yexing went to Zhang Yongchao to get the result sheet of this monthly exam.
Lu cotton, 709 points, the first in the class, but also the first in the grade. Jiang Yexing was 5 points lower than her and ranked second in the grade. The third in the grade is a boy from the second class, Wu Xukang.
All subject teachers commenting on the test papers said that the questions in this monthly exam were difficult, and it was rare for Lu cotton to get such a score, and even rarer for her to get a perfect score in math this time.
She is in addition to the mathematical genius Lin Shushan, the second person with a perfect score in mathematics.
Classmates have teased: “In the future, the math test can not just worship Brother Shan, so many students he can not bless over, I think we have to divide a group to worship Lu cotton.”
Jiang Yexing looked at the results table and said to Lu cotton, “If I get that fill-in-the-blank question right, we’ll both be tied this time.”
Lu cotton smiled but did not say anything, but his eyes looked at the same table.
Song Song’s performance has dropped eight places compared to the last monthly exam, and she compared herself to the admissions line of Beijing Foreign Studies University last year, which was more than 30 points worse.
Lu cotton reassured her: “The teacher also said that the questions are difficult this time, your usual level is not like this. Besides, there are still two months of college entrance exams, it is not difficult to improve a few points, you have to believe in yourself. The first time you said you can’t do it, didn’t you? In the end, you still got into the secondary school. Don’t forget that I’m still helping you.”
Song Song lifted his eyelids and sighed: “Other things are fine, but my math is really hopeless.”
I thought I could get at least 90 points in math this time, but she really overestimated herself and only got 82 points. This score might be okay in the ordinary class, but it was not good enough in the rocket class where there were many experts.
If she hadn’t overwhelmed everyone with her English, her overall score would probably have been disastrous.
Zhang Yongchao opened the record book and briefly told them about last night’s meeting, followed by a targeted analysis of individual results.
The top of the class is nothing to say, there are so many people back and forth.
Because of the difficulty of the questions this time, rushed up several dark horses, their original ranking in the class is not outstanding, this time is more than ten or even dozens of progress.
Zhang Yongchao gave them some praise.
Speaking of students who regressed ……
He paused for a moment, as always, to catch the typical: “Song Song, you this math performance …… I lecture in class you do not understand the content of ah? I know the problem is difficult, but it is not difficult to test 80 points, right?”
Song Song pursed her lips, her eyes were red, lowered her head and did not say anything.
She did not know what she was thinking when she took the test, she had worked hard enough, but her score was always unsatisfactory.
“Your bias is too serious, you got 144 in English, ranked second in the grade in a single subject, but ranked after a hundred in math.” The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. You think the full score is 120 ah, the test 72 points even if you pass?”
The class laughed out loud.
Song Song was teary-eyed a second ago, but he couldn’t help but puff out a laugh at the words.
The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
Every time the issue of bias was brought up, Zhang Yongchao would bring up Lin Shushan, thanking him for carrying half of the firepower for her.
However, Lin Shushan himself did not care, he did not even listen to what Zhang Yongchao said.
At that moment Zhang Yongchao walked into the classroom with a book, he knew he was going to talk a lot of nonsense, but it was the same old story, so he found a set of real questions to write.
Until the class burst into laughter, he was distracted from the sea of questions, looked up and scanned around, did not understand what the situation was, the pen in his hand is turning fast.
His tablemate nudged him and reminded him, “Old Zhang is talking about your English grade.”
“Oh.”
He was used to it.
The English teacher had already scolded him in the morning English class, just short of beating his chest, could Zhang Yongchao still be more powerful than the English teacher said?
Zhang Yongchao took one look at his carefree expression and got angry: “Can you learn from Song Song? She’s second in her English grade!”
Lin Shushan stated a fact without any haste: “I ranked first in my grade in math.”
Zhang Yongchao: “……”
Song Song and Lin Shushan are known as the “biased CP” in the class for no reason. A great English math but miserable, a math genius English but not tolerate, this is simply born to complement each other ah.
Song Song at first heard this statement is very dissatisfied: “Who wants to form a CP with him, to form a group is also me and Lu Fang group, we ‘release CP’ is the king, this is the master personally stamped certification!”
Zhang Yongchao by Lin Shushan blocked no words, choked for a while, rubbing his brow tired: “If I say, you two should just do the same table, help each other, common progress.”
Song Song is gloating, suddenly by his words smashed blind: “Teacher no need, Lu cotton math is also very good, she can help me.”
Fearing that the teacher would really let her sit with Lin Shushan, she raised her hand and promised, “I’ll definitely do well in math next time!”
Lin Shushan glanced at her and looked down to continue doing the problem.
Zhang Yongchao was just saying this casually. In the final sprint stage, randomly changing seats would affect the students’ mood. Since she didn’t want to, he didn’t insist.
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The life of a senior is unchanging, the next week is just a repetition of the previous state, doing problems, talking about them, summarizing mistakes, consolidating exercises, a continuous cycle.
It was Friday.
After two classes in the afternoon, Lu cotton and Song Song take the bus back together.
Almost at the doorstep, I saw the figure of my grandfather, with one hand behind his back, walking with his crutches under the sycamore tree.
When he saw Lu cotton, he greeted her with a smile, and then put a clean peach in her hand.
The two grandparents walked back together.
Lu cotton just walked to the living room, Lu cherry scuffed up, like a small bird just out of the cage, fluttered his wings and flew over, into her arms.
It’s only been a week since we’ve seen each other, but she makes it seem like they’ve been separated for a year.
Of course, Lu cotton knows what she is so enthusiastic for, secretly said that it is lucky to help her to get Jiang Shiyan’s autograph, otherwise I still do not know what kind of pestering to face.
“Sister sister, did you get my autograph?” Lu Zhaoge asked in a whisper as she diligently took the school bag from her hand.
“Guess?”
Lu Sakura acted very sweet: “Even if not, it’s okay, I’ll treat you to a movie. I bought tickets for tomorrow afternoon, let’s go see Ayan’s movie together.”
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The first time I saw the movie, I had to go to the movies.
