The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

   Chapter 55

   "Pretend to be."

Cheng Xiangxiang snorted.

  Lin Zhouyang scratched his head:

   "It doesn't count if there is a failing grade. What's even more frightening is that this time I got a full score!"

  As soon as these words came out, everyone in the class suddenly wailed.

   "Fuck! Someone gets full marks on such difficult papers? What kind of abnormality is this!?"

   "I just said that the Bodhisattva blessed me if I could get a hundred and two, and people got full marks in a blink of an eye?"

   "Hey, Lin Gou, who is the perfect score?"

  Lin Zhouyang opened the chair and touched his chin:

   "The teachers didn't say it, but our class didn't run away. I guess-either Qianzi or Pei brother."

As    was talking, Pei Song walked in.

  Someone immediately raised their voice and asked: "Squad leader, which math score is you, right?"

   Pei Song shook his head, his expression light.

   "No."

  "That must be Qianzi?"

  Lin Zhouyang cast a wink at Ren Qian who was walking in with the paper:

   "Qianzi, okay, you! I've caught up with Brother Pei!"

  Ren Qian put a stack of papers on the table, glanced at him, and said sincerely:

   "I can't bear your anger, you should go to the one with perfect score in the test."

  Lin Zhouyang almost fell off the chair: "Not you?"

  Neither Ren Qian nor Pei Song, who else could it be?

  You know, the math scores of these two have always dominated the entire grade!

   "Come and get your papers."

  Ren Qian raised the paper in his hand at him.

  Lin Zhouyang hurriedly leaned over, seeing the above score, suddenly heartbroken:

  "139? Hey, missed!"

  Ren Qian threw the paper on his face.

   "This time there are only five 140 students in the whole year, so who is crying here!"

  Lin Zhouyang grabbed the paper and smiled openly:

   "Hey, I know! This is not the meaning, it means that you are positive and enterprising!"

  Mathematics is one of the few subjects he can do well, and it all depends on this pull point!

  Ren Qian nodded:

   "Well, it proves that you may not even be able to test 70 points of English this time. You have to work hard."

  Lin Zhouyang suddenly felt that he had suffered a crit.

  A few boys next to him all rushed over.

  "This kid deliberately! Beat him!"

  Lin Zhouyang was submerged in an instant, struggling to stretch out his hand:

  "Qianzi, help me! Pei brother, help me!"

  I didn’t hear those two human rights.

  Ren Qian continued to write papers.

  Seeing the score, some people are happy and some are worried.

  Cheng Xiangxiang approached Ye Ci with a look of envy:

  "135? Little porcelain, you did a good job on the exam."

   Ye Ci shook his head: "This score must not even make it into the top ten in a single subject."

"Didn't you have been busy preparing for the Huaqing Cup some time ago? It is already very good to get this score! Anyway, I must not be able to pass the test." Cheng Xiangxiang said, and took another look on the podium. "Why? What's the matter, hasn't it been sent to me?"

  Ren Qian finished the papers and returned to his seat with him and Pei Song.

  He compared the two papers and sighed.

   Pei Song 148, he is 147.

   "Brother Pei, you are always like this, let me engage in math competitions, my face is very shameless!"

  Not to mention, there is a full score on it

   "Ren Qian, why don't you have my paper?"

  Cheng Xiangxiang waited left and right. Seeing that everyone else had already got the papers, but they hadn't had their own, he finally couldn't help but ask.

  Ren Qian looked up:

   "Your paper is at Teacher Tan's."

  Cheng Xiangxiang is inexplicable: "What? Didn't you get it back for me?"

  Ren Qian shrugged.

   "Ms. Tan wants to keep, I didn't take it."

  Cheng Xiangxiang felt a trace of anxiety in his heart.

  Tan Kailan won’t dub someone’s papers for no reason. Now everyone’s papers have been issued, but her copy is left.

  The most important thing is that so far, there is no failing paper in the class.

   will never be--

Cheng Xiangxiang bit his lip.

  She knows that she did not do well in the exam, but she won’t get the last place, right?

   "Ning Li, how many points do you score?"

  She suddenly turned her head to look at Ning Li.

  Ning Li did not lift her head:

   "The paper didn't come out, I don't know."

"You do not--"

  Cheng Xiangxiang realized that there was indeed no math paper on Ning Li's desk.

  How did she not?

  At this moment, Tan Kailan stepped in with high heels.

  Her face is a bit more serious than before.

  Everyone hurriedly returned to you, and the classroom was quiet.

   "Have you got the papers? How many points did you get on the test, and now you know?"

  Tan Kailan looked around.

   "I forgot everything I taught before? Give me this test!?"

Snapped.

  Tan Kailan snapped a paper in her hand to the table.

  "Do you know, how much lower the class average score this time is than last time!"

  Although the papers this time are a bit more difficult, and a few more than one hundred and four are also in the same class, but Tan Kailan has always been strict.

  What's more, a group of students with the best grades are gathered in one class.

  This score really annoys her.

   "There is actually another failing! Cheng Xiangxiang! Tell me about it yourself, how did you pass the test!"

  In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Cheng Xiangxiang.

  The only one in the class who failed the exam—was she?

  Cheng Xiangxiang was cold all over, but her cheeks were hot. It really seemed like she was slapped twice in public. The endless shame and uncomfortable feelings flooded her heart, making her want to find a place to sew in.

"It's fine if you don't seek to improve yourself, but it's your fault if it drags down the class!" Tan Kailan's finger pressed **** the paper. "Have I talked about all the topics above? But as long as you are long. If you remember, you won’t be able to test this point!"

  Cheng Xiangxiang lowered his head, tears in his eyes, and biting his lips.

  The air in the classroom seems to freeze.

  Tan Kailan brought out good grades in the graduating class, but her temper is indeed notoriously bad.

  If it makes her unhappy, she can say anything that is really bad, and scold the students without leaving a trace of affection.

  The class bell rang.

  A clear and calm voice broke the deadly atmosphere.

   "Mr. Tan, my paper has not been issued yet."

  Everyone turned their heads together.

  Ning Li, is this crazy? No matter what you say at this time, you will hit the gun! ?

  However, what is surprising is that Tan Kailan heard this, but was not angry, but frowned, and the tone was cold and quick:

   "Teacher Zhang Yuan borrowed your paper."

   Teacher Zhang Yuan, also a math teacher in the third year of high school, mainly takes classes 11 and 12.

  But what did he borrow Ning Li's paper for?

  After a short silence, someone suddenly gasped.

   "That full score-is Ning Li!?"

  Cheng Xiangxiang turned back unbelievably.

  Ye Ci made a mistake, and the nib scratched the paper.

  Ning Li didn't seem to be surprised, the corners of her lips bend very lightly.

  "It’s not like losing it. Then, Teacher Tan, if you continue to class, I won’t bother you."

   After finishing speaking, regardless of Tan Kailan's livid expression and the dull faces of everyone, she turned around and walked out the back door with the book.

  Thirty-two classes for senior high school.

  Zhang Yuan is holding a paper.

"Did you see it? The full score paper. Who told me before that this paper is too difficult for the mathematics group? Ning Li hasn't arrived for a month after the transfer, so he still has a full score? Give me a good study! Take a look at this problem-solving idea of ​​others!"

  A boy stabbed Duan Xu with his elbow, whispering:

   "Hey, I heard that the choice to fill in the blanks is all right, and there are only two people in the whole year. One is the perfect student, and the other is you? Are you stupid? You can't copy all of them, right?"

  Duan Xu holds his head in pain.

  "Fuck it off! Where did I know that she could get a perfect score in the exam!"

  The whole class, Duan Xu didn't listen to anything.

  Until get out of class is over, a few boys pass by the corridor outside.

  "Really? This time Lizong also got a perfect score!?"

   Duan Xu's brain "hum".

  　 Remember the history and cherish the memory of the martyrs

  (End of this chapter)