Test the gods

The most calm is probably the classmates in Class 6, after all, their class has always been the bottom of the school, and they are the oil bottles of the first middle school.

Also calm was Mo Feng, who sat on the class podium and drank tea, with a smile as he watched the group of youthful students below them quietly study by themselves, and on the table was a report card.

There were more and more students outside the classroom, and the noisy and noisy sound finally attracted the attention of the students in the class, and someone silently spoke: "Old class, what are they looking at?" ”

The classmates all changed from silently looking at each other to being puzzled, only Song Ci lowered the brim of his hat and slept on the table, and Lu Qi, as Song Ci's little follower, also stared at the students outside the window, asking them to settle down and not make noise.

Mo Feng glanced at the more and more students outside, stood up and walked to the door of the class, and said to the students, "Why don't you go back and read more books when you have time to see people?"

The bolder students were not afraid of Teacher Mo in Class 6 at all, and protested dissatisfiedly: "Look at the test god and get some test luck!"

"Teacher Mo, what about the gods?"

Mo Feng looked at the group of energetic students in front of him, looked at the last window of the classroom, and whispered, "Sleep." People sleep more than you in the exam, and you really can't catch up if you don't read. You're going to take the college entrance examination next month, are you all ready?"

"Ahh

"Teacher Mo, you're so disappointed!"

At this time, the class bell rang, and the students hurried back to their classrooms, and Mo Feng smiled, still a group of children.

Walking back to the class, I saw the students in my class looking at me, and Wang Si, who was sitting in the first row closest to the door, asked, "Old class, what are they talking about the test of God? Is it in our class?"

Hearing the question, all the students were even more confused, is there such a person in their class?

Mo Feng picked up the report card, passed it from the first place to the back, gasped one by one, and passed it to Lu Qi's hand, originally he was impatient with these, and when he was about to throw it to the classmates at the next table, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Song Ci, who was ranked first.

Lu Qi was a little confused, did the ranking come backwards this time? Puzzled, he looked for his name, or the last one, it hasn't changed, then Brother Song......

!!!!!

Full marks??! this ...... Something is wrong with the system, right?

The transcript in his hand was snatched by the classmates at the next table, and they were all curious about why they all had the same expressions as Xiang after eating!

After the round of the report card, everyone's eyes were glazed, and someone asked Mo Feng unrelentingly: "Old class, is it ...... what?

"You wake me up!" Lu Qi angrily pushed Song Ci, who was asleep, and the latter tightened his eyebrows, and said irritably: "Lu Qi, do you want to die?" He opened his eyes faintly and stared at Lu Qi coldly.

Lu Qi slapped Brother Song's hand in hindsight, and then smiled flatteringly at Song Ci: "There is a problem with the school system, you are actually full marks!"

When Shen Qianzhi and a wave of classmates around him heard this, they looked at Lu Qi with pity, and shook their heads in unison, probably hopeless.

Song Ci said impatiently: "I didn't miss the Lao Tzu exam." ”

"Then you were all zero points before!" Lu Qi was a little confused, his eyes were resentful, and he said that he would be a scumbag together, why did you secretly do the test god?!

At this time, Song Ci's mood dropped a little, he glanced at the eyes around him, and the smile of the old class, lowered the brim of his hat, and said coldly: "I didn't start writing." ”

……

Can you still do this?!

You're the dad of everyone in our sixth class!!

Mo Feng looked at the girls with the adoring eyes of everyone, interrupting their respect, "Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, Song Ci is the first student to score full marks in nine exams since the opening of our No. 1 Middle School, you have to study like her, and strive to pass the small college entrance examination next month." ”

"Ah?!Old class, we are all a group of students who want to make up for the exam, and your concubines can't do it!"

"Old class, we're not testing gods! we're just a bunch of scumbags. ”

"It's so hard!"

Some of the students looked at Mo Feng angrily, like Song Ci studying, what are you learning, sleeping...... We really don't have to learn this, everyone can do it, if you don't swear.

Mo Feng noticed the sporadic gaze, thought of what he had just said, smiled, and said to his classmates, "This time in the monthly exam, Shen Qianzhi's classmate also made rapid progress and successfully squeezed into the top twenty in his age. You can ask her about the learning experience. ”

Hearing Mo Lao's praise by name, Shen Qianzhi was a little confused, was she? Has she improved so much? I didn't see it, oh, I patronized and looked at Brother Song's results, so, in front of everyone's eyes, Shen Qianzhi stood up and answered Mo Feng, with a little shyness.

"I don't have much experience, it's just endorsement. This progress ...... Oh, maybe I flipped through the notes, and my brother Song changed the notes for me. Before, she thought that Brother Song was changing the notes at will, but after reading a few questions, she found that it was easier to understand than what the teacher had taught before, "If you need it, I can lend it to you to read, but you can't get dirty and lose it." ”

The last sentence Shen Qianzhi said was very sincere, everyone actually didn't believe it, if as she said, just by taking notes, you can be promoted from the fifty in the grade to the top 20 in the grade? You know, the top 50 students in the grade basically have nothing to come and go......

Come to think of it, the notes still need to be read, in case they are useful? It's too cumbersome and too slow to copy the notes, so let's make a copy.

As a result, the copy room was overcrowded for a week after week, and everyone was making copies of the same notebook.

On this day, the students of Class 6 raised their eyebrows, and walked in the school with their heads held high with their precious materials in high spirits, and the other students who knew the inside news were envious, jealous and hateful, and wanted to secretly follow the copy, and they would be found immediately and blasted out of the copy room.

Enjoying the jealous eyes of the whole school, the students in Class 6 felt great. It's really a person who has attained the Tao, and the chicken dog has ascended to heaven, ah, I'm not a chicken dog.

According to the teacher's words, the answer ideas are simple and practical, giving people a new idea of "Oh, this question can be solved like this".

The energetic students kept discussing the topics around the sixth class, and the learning atmosphere was strong, and when they encountered questions they didn't understand, they only dared to look at Shen Qianzhi, and then Shen Qianzhi asked Song Ci with a cheeky face.

Annoyed by the question, Song Ci closed his eyes irritably, and knocked lightly on the table, there was a strange silence in the classroom, everyone held their breath and condensed, and heard the girl's cold voice with some impatience and said, "If you have any questions, ask quickly." ”

After speaking, he walked onto the podium, and Zhao Yubei, who usually had a good relationship with Shen Qianzhi, mustered up the courage to stand up and handed the topic to the girl on the podium.

The girl glanced at the problem twice, and felt that her head was very painful, how could she not understand such a simple problem? She pulled the brim of her hat, picked up the chalk, and wrote a simple and clear solution to the problem on the blackboard.

The math teacher who came in through the back door saw this scene and stopped, and when the girl finished writing, he looked at the answering process on the blackboard, and suddenly realized, to be honest, he had always felt that the standard answers were relatively stiff before, so it seemed much simpler.

With Zhao Yubei's first question, the students in the back were much more relaxed, and everyone discussed it, and one by one put forward the topics that had bothered everyone for a long time. Soon, a whole blackboard was written.

When the girl turned around to write down the next question, she frowned and looked at the blackboard that was full of writing, at this time, Lu Qi walked up and asked in a rough voice, "Have you copied it?"

"I'm done. A group of students replied weakly.

Lu Qi pulled Song Ci and motioned outside the door, "Brother Song, you stay away." Song Ci walked slowly and leisurely to the door, leaning on the corridor fence, and there were bursts of complaints in the classroom.

"Can't you just wipe the blackboard? It's all dust......"

"Ahem, ahem, we are not human beings, and we can't live well if we study poorly?"

"Oops, you wiped it and choked to death. ”

Song Ci's previous feeling of mania and depression slowly disappeared, they complained on their lips, and one by one they took out wet towels to wipe the gray blackboard and podium, and the others opened the windows one after another to breathe.

The afternoon was spent in Song Ci's problem solving, and the math teacher also watched in silence for an afternoon, and had to admit that Song Ci was no longer what he could teach. Alas, the years make people old.

In the following days, the grades of the students in Class 6 improved by leaps and bounds, and in the weekly exams again and again, Lu Qi, who had the worst scores, also managed to squeeze into the top 100 in the whole grade.

Mo Feng was like a spring breeze in the office, enjoying the envy and jealousy of the teachers of the same grade, and then thinking about the self when everyone pushed away Song Ci, an excellent seedling, he beat his chest and stomped his feet, eager to kill himself at the beginning.