CHAPTER XX
The next day, during math class, the math teacher sent the paper down, and Lin Zhao's math test was 91, as he expected, on the verge of passing.
Compared with the 145 points of the first place in the class, Lin Zhao's score is not enough at all. However, compared with his previous forty or fifty points, the improvement is still quite large, and the math teacher even praised him a few words.
After that, he sent a physics paper, and Lin Zhao's physics failed, but it was better than he thought, and he was not far from passing.
Putting away the physics papers, Lin Zhao propped his head and waited for the next class.
Compared to the other five subjects, what he wanted to know most was his English scores. Although he said that he said "it should be able to go up to 100", he felt that it should be more than 100 in his heart. English is the subject he has worked on the most, and it is also the best one he has learned before, if he doesn't do well in the English test this time......
Lin Zhao didn't want to think about it anymore.
The next class is an English class, and I don't know if the English teacher will send the paper down.
To Lin Zhao's disappointment, the English teacher didn't send the paper down, and didn't even mention it. She continued her lecture as usual, as if she had forgotten about the midterm exams.
Lin Zhao listened to the lecture absentmindedly, his heart was in a mess. He wondered for a while if the English paper hadn't been corrected yet, so Mr. Wen didn't send it. However, most of the English questions are multiple-choice questions, and the machine-readable card is over as soon as it passes, so it should not be left uncorrected. After a while, I wondered if I didn't do well in the class, so Mr. Wen was reluctant to mention it. But looking at Mr. Wen's face, it doesn't look like he didn't do well in the exam.
After thinking about it for a lesson and not coming up with a reason, Lin Zhao simply didn't want to. This is not the college entrance examination, what does it matter if he does well or not, anyway, he just does his best.
During the evening self-study, the Chinese teacher really talked about the test papers. He first summarized the situation in the class, and then didn't praise anyone and scolded anyone, and talked about the topic directly.
was not praised by the Chinese teacher, Lin Zhao was glad in his heart. It is certainly a happy thing to be recognized by the teacher, but he has been a poor student for so long, and he is still very unaccustomed to being praised by the teachers in turn.
There are many people in the class who are better than him, and he is constantly praised by the teacher just because of a little progress, and he always feels unbearable.
However, although the Chinese teacher did not praise Lin Zhao's achievements, he still mentioned him when it came to composition: "Many people have missed the topic in this essay, but there are still two students in our class who have received high scores." Li Qing, Lin Zhao, I'll take out your essays and share them with you later. Okay, let's first analyze the idea of this essay......"
The Chinese teacher continued to lecture in class, but Lin Zhao was stunned. He patted Liu Weiwei and asked in a low voice, "What did Brother Chu Jun say just now?" β
Brother Chu Jun is the nickname they gave to their Chinese teacher Wang Chujun.
"He asked you to share your essay with everyone." Liu Weiwei obviously still hated Lin Zhao for not showing her the composition, and gloated, "To be more specific, it is to let you stand on the podium and read your composition in front of the whole class." β
Lin Zhao couldn't take care of Liu Weiwei's villainous tone anymore, and the words "it's over" flashed in his mind.
Since high school, he has only read the review book in front of the class while standing on the podium. Suddenly asked him to read the composition, he was very worried that he would read the sensational composition with the flavor of "I must be a new person".
The Chinese teacher quickly finished analyzing the composition, he looked at his watch, and said, "There is still a little time, now I will ask Li Qing and Lin Zhao to share their compositions with us." He turned his head to look at Li Qing and Lin Zhao, "Which of the two of you will come first?" β
Li Qing glanced at Lin Zhao and stood up: "I'll come first." "She has always been very good at Chinese, and it is common for her to stand on the podium and read essays.
When Li Qing was reading the composition, Lin Zhao kept staring at the clock. The class was out in a few minutes, and he hoped that Li Qing would read the end of the class, so that he might be able to escape.
However, Li Qing finished her reading two minutes before the end of class.
The people in the class applauded, and then the Chinese teacher turned his gaze to Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao didn't want to go, but Li Qing had already read it generously, and it would be too contrived for him to twist and pinch it.
With more than fifty lines of sight, Lin Zhao stood on the podium with a scroll. He cleared his throat and read his composition slowly.
Lin Zhao's composition language is beautiful, full of emotion, and he has worked hard to choose words and sentences, and it is indeed an essay that can get high scores.
However, it is boring lyrical throughout, and Lin Zhao reads it without emotion, so there are few people who listen carefully.
Lin Zhao was halfway through reading when the bell rang for the end of class. The people below immediately became agitated, and the classmates sitting at the back door even rushed out.
Lin Zhao stopped and asked the Chinese teacher what to do with his eyes.
The Chinese teacher put his hands behind his back, and the old god said on the ground: "I'll finish the class after reading." β
So Lin Zhao continued to read expressionlessly.
The people below couldn't sit still for a long time, although the Chinese teacher said that the class would be finished after reading, but there were still many people who couldn't sit still, pulling the front and back tables and chatting.
Lin Zhao listened to the "buzzing" sound below, and his reading became even more boring. He wanted to jump over, but gave up again when he looked at the Chinese teacher with interest.
There may be more than a dozen people in the class listening, one Liu Weiwei, one Li Qing, one Zhao Ziqi, and one Qin Muyang......
Qin Muyang one!
When Lin Zhao saw Qin Muyang, his body was suddenly filled with strength. He raised his voice, and his tone was emotional.
When Lin Zhao's subdued and passionate reading ended, the class burst into thunderous applause. Among them, there are many people who were poked at the G-spot after class, but there are also many people who were touched by Lin Zhao.
The Chinese teacher stood on the podium again, said a few words and called out the class.
Liu Weiwei came to Lin Zhao's side, touched his arm, and said in a strange voice: "Ouch, not bad." β
Lin Zhao covered his face and shouted in a broken voice: "The fool who waved his arms and shouted 'Our future is bright' just now is not me, it is definitely not me!" β
"Okay, okay, it's not you and it's not you," Liu Weiwei broke his hand, "Take your hand away and let my sister see who it is, good." β
Lin Zhao waved away the hand in front of him: "You play Kai, I want to break off friendship with you for a minute!" β
The hand that was waved out was grabbed by a hand that was obviously bigger than himself, and a low and laughing voice sounded in his ears: "You want to break up with me?" β
Lin Zhao opened his eyes and stammered: "Qin, Qin Muyang......" He weakly withdrew his hand that was being held, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong?" β
Qin Muyang said, "I'll borrow your language scroll." β
Lin Zhao gave the paper to Qin Muyang and explained: "I have a few reading questions that I haven't memorized the answers, you can borrow someone else's to take a look." β
Qin Muyang nodded and returned to his seat with the scroll.
Lin Zhao watched him leave, with a rippling expression: "Emma, the male god borrowed my test paper." β
Liu Weiwei rolled her eyes: "Didn't you just borrow your test paper?" Look at your waste, live as if he had fallen on you. β
Lin Zhao covered his face shyly: "What are you talking about, what can't you do, people don't understand." β
Liu Weiwei slapped him away: "Dead open!" β
Three days later, the midterm exam rankings came out. Lin Zhao was intercepted by Liu Weiwei as soon as she entered the classroom, and she shouted excitedly: "Ah Zhao, just now I went to Sister Fairy to see the results, you took the exam thirty-five, and the grade is six hundred and twelve!" β
Lin Zhao was stunned. He knew that he had done well this time, but this ranking was still a bit unexpected.
Qin Muyang, who followed him, said, "Congratulations." β
Lin Zhao hurriedly took Liu Weiwei's hand and asked, "What about Qin Muyang?" How did he do on the exam? β
Liu Weiwei glanced at Qin Muyang and said unhappily: "There are forty-one in the class, and I didn't look at the grade ranking." β
Lin Zhao always felt that Qin Muyang's grades were no worse than him, after all, he was able to improve because of Qin Muyang's guidance. However, he didn't ask Qin Muyang why he did this in the exam, for fear of hurting Qin Muyang's self-esteem.
Maybe I'm luckyβLin Zhao can only think like this.
The results of the midterm exams are out, and as is customary, it is time to change seats. It just so happened that the last class on Friday afternoon was a class meeting, so He Xian used the time of this class to arrange seats.
Everyone cleaned up the things on the table, and then everyone went out with their own things.
Choosing a seat is still the old rule, and you will choose according to your results. The first place goes in first, puts their things on the selected table, and then comes out, and the second place is selected.
Because many people have a chosen position in their hearts, it is also quick to choose.
Lin Zhao and Liu Weiwei's positions have always been the two tables closest to the podium, and they are the special seats that He Xian has set for them. This is the first time Lin Zhao has chosen his own seat, and he doesn't know where to sit for a while.
After struggling in the classroom for a while, Lin Zhao chose the seat behind the right of Qin Muyang's original seat.
According to Qin Muyang's usual urine nature, he will definitely sit in the original seat, the third-to-last row by the window. And his front, back, and right were all occupied, so Lin Zhao had no choice but to settle for the second best place and chose the one closest to Qin Muyang among the remaining seats.
After Lin Zhao came out, Liu Weiwei grabbed him and slammed him: "Lin Xiaozhao, you guy who is heavy on sex and light on friends, you dare to abandon me, see how I clean you up today." β
Lin Zhao dodged Liu Weiwei's fist and explained: "I didn't abandon you, Sister Fairy said, we can all choose a new position, and you can choose the seat next to me later." β
Liu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and hit harder: "You know that I am the last one, choose a fart." β
Lin Zhao was beaten and screamed: "Alas, you are light, my seat is so far behind, there will definitely be no one to choose." β
However, what made Lin Zhao dumbfounded was that the seat next to him was really selected. Because he kept playing with Liu Weiwei, he didn't notice who chose it.
Liu Weiwei glared at Lin Zhao and chose the last remaining seat - the last row by the window, the left rear of Lin Zhao.
Once you've chosen your seat, it's time to move your things. Lin Zhao stacked the books high and walked to the new seat with his arms.
When he passed by Qin Muyang's side, Lin Zhao deliberately looked at him twice.
Qin Muyang had more books than Lin Zhao, and he stacked two stacks on his desk. Lin Zhao thought about putting down his things quickly so that he could help Qin Muyang move.
Wait, help Qin Muyang move? Lin Zhao was stunned, Qin Muyang didn't sit in his original seat?
The thunderbolt on a sunny day was nothing more than that, Lin Zhao put the book on the new seat, and his face was full of words that there was no love in life.
- He worked hard to crawl towards Qin Muyang with the shell on his back, and finally arrived, but Qin Muyang flew away with a "whoosh".
What about the most basic trust between people?!
Lin Zhao was still secretly sad, and someone came from the position next to him. Seeing that familiar figure, Lin Zhao instantly resurrected with full blood: "Qin Muyang? You're sitting here?! β
Qin Muyang nodded: "Please take care of me." β
Lin Zhao was so excited that his heart was about to jump out, and he couldn't wait to sing and dance to celebrate.
Helplessly, He Yun didn't give him a chance to celebrate at all, and when he saw that everyone had almost moved, he knocked on the podium to signal him to be quieter: "Let me tell you something, some classmates have reported that the aisle in our class is too narrow and it is inconvenient to cross." So I want the middle four rows of students to put their desks together in pairs and leave three aisles, what do you think? β
The students below immediately shouted in unison: "Okay! β
The aisles of the classroom are indeed too narrow, and many students have tripped over their desks in the process of chasing and fighting. The students of Class 20 suffered greatly and wanted to broaden it for a long time.
"Then the middle student moves." After He Xian finished speaking, he knocked on the podium again, "Whisper to me, other classes are still in class." β
Lin Zhao happily moved the table to the right, together with Qin Muyang's table, and smirked: "We will be at the same table in the future, hehe." β
Qin Muyang also smiled: "Hello at the same table." β
After the original distance was broken, some students complained about their seats. He Xian didn't bother to transfer again, so he asked them to negotiate the exchange in private. As long as the other party agrees, they can change wherever they want. But there is one thing, sitting together with people with good relationships does not affect learning.
Behind Lin Zhao was a very quiet girl, and next to her was an overactive boy. Liu Weiwei saw that the girl was unwilling to share the table with the boy, so she changed seats with her.
With brothers and lovers by his side, Lin Zhao felt that his life was complete.