Chapter 117: A Bad Class Can Take a Test!

"I just like to be next to Teacher Ying, and I have to hug her, what can you do to me. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "In public, Ji Yang and Ying Xiaoxiao were respectful, but at this time, he held Ying Xiaoxiao's waist with one hand and behaved intimately.

"Take your paws away, do you still know how to respect the teacher!" He Qinghou saw that the goddess was hugged by a student, and his heart suddenly became angry.

The reaction of the other students was similar, and they reprimanded Ji Yang for being rude, attracting the attention of some elders. The elders smiled with interest when they saw the child arguing over a beautiful teacher.

"Not convinced? I'm going to kiss it too. Ji Yang kissed Ying Xiaoxiao's cheek in public.

Ying Xiaoxiao's cheeks were slightly red, sooner or later she had to make the relationship public, and Ji Yang took the initiative to disclose it, and she was quite happy. But those students were dumbfounded, the goddess was kissed by other students, and she hadn't resisted yet!

He Qinghou was angry in his heart, and when he saw Ying Xiaoxiao looking shyly in Ji Yang's arms, it was unreasonable: "Teacher Ying, aren't you angry at all, this kid treats you like that." ”

Teacher Ying didn't answer him, but turned his head to look at Ji Yang, Ji Yang smiled and said, "Can't you see, Xiaoxiao is my girlfriend now, you can be respectful in the future." ”

He Qinghou was stunned in his heart, and looked at Ying Xiaoxiao in disbelief, only to see that her face was full of happy smiles. The other people's eyes were about to fall, and then Ying Xiaoxiao showed disappointed, disdainful eyes.

"I know him, he is a student in the fifth class of high school, and he opened a factory in Nanhe Township. Some time ago, Ying Xiaoxiao didn't drive an Audi of more than one million, it is estimated that he gave it to him. A graduate pointed at Ji Yangdao, mocking and mocking.

"The fifth class of the third year of high school, the worst class, is full of some garbage students who don't want to make progress. Ying Xiaoxiao must have seen that he was rich, maybe he was adopted, and I didn't respect her so much before. ”

"A female teacher is really shameless to be with a male student for money, and she is still a teacher. Go back and tell the school about it, and see if she still has the face to be a teacher in the future. ”

"I can say very responsibly that this is definitely not a pure teacher-student relationship."

"Can you be pure in love with a class student?"

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Hearing the ridicule of the former students, Ying Xiaoxiao was somewhat ashamed, because this relationship was indeed not completely pure. But if you think about it carefully, how can there be a completely pure love in this world, and it must need a certain material foundation. And the reason why she chose Ji Yang was mainly because she was impressed by his bravery and fearlessness in the kidnapping incident, and buying a car was just the icing on the cake.

Ying Xiaoxiao asked herself, her feelings for Ji Yang are very sincere, and they are not as unbearable as they say. After thinking about it, Ying Xiaoxiao mustered up the courage to face all this, this blow was nothing.

"Enough is enough, according to what you mean, the female teacher can only fall in love with the students of the good class." Ji Yang was very unhappy.

"If you fall in love with a good student, it may be because of your talent, and if you fall in love with a bad student, what else is there besides money?" He Qinghou is He Jiangliu's son, and the family is still rich, but he can't squander it casually.

He Jiangliu's salary is not high, although he has looted a lot of money, he is afraid of being reported, so he does not dare to let his son show off his wealth. Naturally, He Qinghou dresses very plainly, and he usually has no pocket money. However, he has come into contact with some wealthy people, and occasionally enjoys a luxurious life, and his heart is very infatuated.

Ji Yang sneered and said, "I want to know, what kind of talent do you have, can you chant poetry or sing and dance." Isn't it just memorizing a few more English words and knowing a few math problems, what kind of talent is it? ”

Although these people have graduated from high school, they have not experienced social learning, and they still have excellent academic performance. Ji Yang's vision has long surpassed them, and for him, the results are already floating clouds, and at most he can make his parents happy.

"It's better than you poor students, what will you do besides sleeping and playing with your phone. Half of the people in Class A can go to undergrad, you have a maximum of two or three in the class, and the rest are all like the gangsters. A graduate with glasses said, his eyes were full of disdain, he was often cut in line by poor students when he was fetching water and food, and his impression was very bad.

"You're all admitted to the undergraduate program?" Ji Yang asked.

"I'm the same as Xu Feijiang, and if it weren't for the increase in the score line this year, they would have been able to get one." Speaking of college entrance examination results, the man with glasses is very confident. When the guests around him heard his last book, they all nodded approvingly, looking like a good boy who studied seriously.

"He Qinghou, you are also a copy?" Ji Yang looked at him.

"I'm a little bit unlucky, it's two, it's better than you anyway." He Qinghou was a little embarrassed, it was quite embarrassing for him, and he hated the increase in the score line this year.

"That's not bad, plus my cousin has two copies." Ji Yang recognized their achievements in learning, this year's score line is so high, it is really powerful to be able to get into a book.

"Well, there's a kind of report your score and listen to it." Seeing that he no longer refuted, He Qinghou thought that his college entrance examination results were poor: how good the poor class students can be, it is estimated that they will only score three or four hundred points.

Other graduates and some adults around them are also curious about the academic performance of this suddenly rich student. However, instead of being curious, they wanted to find a little comfort and superiority from Ji Yang's results.

A rich poor class student will definitely not be much better at studying, and my son is an undergraduate student, so he may be more promising than him in the future. Many parents had similar thoughts and coaxed Ji Yang to report his scores.

As the number of people making noise gradually increased, even the main table was alarmed, and they all turned their heads in confusion. When they knew that it was better than the college entrance examination score, they all smiled calmly, as long as they didn't fight. Comparing scores is a good thing, it shows that the children are motivated, and the elders are naturally happy to see this.

"Yoko, don't be embarrassed, tell them the score." When Ji Hesheng heard the score, he suddenly became energetic, he had long wanted to publicize his son's achievements.

"It doesn't matter if you almost get in the exam, the key is to look at your ability these days, you can open a factory, and it's the same if you don't go to college." The uncle seemed to be kind and comforted, he knew that Ji Yang had fallen. After falling behind, my grades have been very poor, and I may not even be able to go to college.

But don't look at what they say lightly, in their hearts they look down on people with poor grades. The concept of elders is more old-fashioned, they think that if you are admitted to a good university, there are infinite possibilities. And no matter how rich Ji Yang is, if he doesn't go to college, he will get rich at most with mud legs, and he can't compare to the nobility of undergraduate students after all.

Because they haven't read much, they admire people who are knowledgeable and educated. Even if they can't make a lot of money, the faint commotion of cultural people is very noble and elegant in their eyes.

And a nouveau riche with poor grades, many people flatter on the surface, but secretly everyone is mostly disdainful and jealous. Everyone will think: a poor student who can't even get into college is definitely not making money by his ability, and most of them are dogs. luck, or it is a violation of the law.

Ji Yang knew very well what these people thought, so no matter how flattering others were, he was unmoved. On the contrary, some people ridiculed him and despised him, and Ji Yang also had that confidence and calmness: "My results, you can call to check, the admission ticket number is 0123209071." ”

He Qinghou immediately took out his mobile phone, called the registration word and test number to check the score, and turned on the voice. Hearing the voice of customer service in the voice, everyone instantly quieted down and pricked up their ears to listen.

Ying Xiaoxiao, who knew Ji Yang's score, Ji Xia's family all smiled: This guy is famous when he opened a factory, and now he drives a famous car with a beautiful woman, and some people are envious and jealous wherever he goes, and he takes the initiative to send it to the door to find abuse.

Ying Xiaoxiao was very proud in her heart, so you just said that I worship money, Ji Yang is much more talented than you. And Ji Yang is not only smart, but also has extraordinary skills, which of you can do it! Ying Xiaoxiao's cheeks were slightly red, and she took the initiative to hold Ji Yang's arm, my boyfriend is really the best, and he is also very good in that aspect.

"Ji Yang, your score is five hundred and sixty-eight, which has reached the score line." After reporting her name and exam number, the voice of the female customer service came out of her mobile phone.

"Five hundred and sixty-eight, impossible!" He Qinghou suspected that he had misheard.

"It's indeed five hundred and sixty-eight, and our college entrance examination data won't be wrong." The female customer service thought that this student was too excited, where did she think that it was not Ji Yang himself who inquired about the score.

Hearing the female customer service confirm the score, not only He Qinghou, but others also looked at Ji Yang in surprise. This guy is not a bad student, why is his score so high, and he has reached the score line.

"Please check again, is there anything wrong, it's Ji Yang in the third and fifth classes of Dongdu No. 1 High School, and the admission ticket number is ......" He Qinghou didn't want to believe this fact, a poor class student was better than him.

"Okay, wait a minute." The female customer service was very patient, inquired again, and then replied: "There is no mistake, your score is five hundred and sixty-eight, repeat it, it is five hundred and sixty-eight!" ”

The female customer service was afraid that he would not hear clearly, so she deliberately accentuated her tone.

Since everyone was quiet, everyone in the living room heard it, and they were very disappointed. This kid makes a lot of money, even if he is admitted to a book, and he doesn't let our children live.

But then, everyone congratulated one after another: "Hesheng, you have given birth to a good son, you can study well and make money, you are really an ancestor manifestation." But you're too stingy, you don't say a word when you get into the exam, and you don't hold a banquet to celebrate. ”

"Yes, you must celebrate, when will the banquet be held, and the big guy will go to your house to sit down."

"It's just a book, there's nothing to celebrate, I don't like that." Ji Hesheng waved his hand, revealing a look of indifference, but his heart was overjoyed. Sure enough, gold will shine wherever it goes, just so many people are present today, directly check the results, this face has been earned.

Everyone smiled and congratulated on the surface, but in their hearts, they gritted their teeth at Ji Hesheng, and they didn't feel good. It's nothing to be admitted to a book, and many of their children have specially held banquets when they are admitted to junior colleges, but it is not as big as Xu Rong.

The adults are more understanding, even if they feel very uncomfortable, they still smile and celebrate with Ji Hesheng. But He Qinghou and the others couldn't accept this reality, and the students in their A class were compared to a poor class student.

It was Ji Yang's cousin Xu Feijiang, who was very surprised, he clearly remembered that Ji Yang's last high school entrance examination seemed to be only more than 200 points. Could it be that it only took him a few months to rush to five hundred and six, which is a little too exaggerated. How many people struggle day and night, go to the toilet and read books, and in the end they can't achieve a single grade.

"Yoko, you're in the limelight now." Ji Xia laughed on the side.

"We're all going to make a fortune, so there's no need to compare with them, and the score can't be eaten." Having seen a character of Liu Fangtian's level, how could Ji Yang compare with a group of little guys.

He doesn't care, it doesn't mean that others don't care, for many students, the college entrance examination score is the same as the dignity of life. Some students did not get into their ideal universities, and even committed suicide by jumping off a building, so you can imagine how important the college entrance examination is to them.

I didn't get into one of them even hard, but a poor student was admitted, and He Qinghou suddenly felt a little dizzy. He recalled all these years of hard work, and in the end, he was a few minutes away from the last book, and the heart and blood vessels seemed to be blocked.

Bang!

His eyes were dark, and he fainted on the ground, and one last thought flashed through his mind: God is so unfair.

"He Qinghou fainted!" The man with glasses was closest to him, and immediately stepped forward to pinch him.

"What's going on, why did you faint?" The others heard the sound and turned their heads to look.

"It shouldn't be a blow, He Qinghou's psychological quality is too poor, and he can't stand such a blow." Xu Feijiang probably understood the reason why he fainted, because he was a classmate, he knew that He Qinghou was only a few minutes away from the previous book.

If He Qinghou knew his thoughts, he would definitely jump up and scold: You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, you try to get a few minutes away from the last book, how fucked up that feeling is!

The key is to finally accept this fact, and suddenly run out of a poor class student who took one exam, and in contrast, he can only be intact.

Sure enough, there was no harm if there was no beep. (To be continued.) )