Chapter Twenty-Seven: All Right?

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This school building was built just the year before last, donated by an alumnus who returned from the United States to visit relatives, and it is the only building in Mizhou No. 1 Middle School.

And as freshmen that year, they became the first batch of students in this teaching building, which made those sophomores and juniors envy them for a long time.

Yu Zheng stood against the wall.

He was a little worried about his notebook, after all, he had worked hard to write more than 20,000 words, and his fingers were still sore, if he was torn to pieces by his beautiful English teacher in a fit of anger, then his hard work would be in vain.

Although the content is memorized in my own mind, it is inevitable that writing it again will be a repetitive work.

Yu Zheng was thinking about it, if he hadn't been torn off, what excuse should he use to come back, for example, he would have those topics?

Chang Yiyi, who returned to the podium and sat down, was still a little angry.

She wasn't angry that her student was doing something else in her class, she was angry that a student who had worked hard suddenly gave up on her previous two years of hard work.

Yu Zheng, who she was familiar with before, was a very hard-working student, although he was not smart, despite his poor grades, he still studied hard every day, listened hard, and took notes hard, he would never have done this kind of thing in her class before!

She was disappointed in Yu Zheng.

Giving up on studying because you feel like you're getting bad grades? Is it so unconfident in yourself? How do you know without giving it a try? Why are you so uncompetitive!

Thinking angrily, she looked at the test paper she had put away from Yu Zheng's desk.

She thought that she would have to scold him hard after a while.

It would be best if he could wake him up, but if he still didn't repent, he would have to call his parents like other teachers!

Thinking about it, Chang Yiyi suddenly laughed again, and two beautiful dimples appeared on her cheeks, but in an instant, her smile disappeared, and she suddenly remembered that she had been a teacher in the school for two years and was about to leave, and she had never asked students to call their parents once.

This is also thanks to her own students listening to herself, as long as it is her own, they will listen, and she never makes herself angry, and every time she hears other teachers say that a student is disobedient, she always can't interject.

Because in her class, those students are very obedient.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, she was surprised strangely, because she saw that on this test paper, it was not a blank test paper as she thought before, and on this test paper, in fact, the answers were written.

"The words are very good......"

Looking at the smooth and beautiful English handwriting on the scroll, Chang Yiyi couldn't help but praise.

However, immediately, her face showed a puzzled look, Yu Zheng is a student she is very familiar with, for his handwriting, of course, she is no stranger, in her impression, Yu Zheng's handwriting should not be so good-looking, could it be that he has practiced English calligraphy hard during this time?

Soon she shook her head.

Because looking at this handwriting, it obviously doesn't look like it was just practiced, and it is impossible to practice so well in a short period of time.

Then, she looked down from the first question of the paper.

At first, I didn't think it was much.

But after reading the whole page, she suddenly woke up, she didn't find a single wrong question from this test paper just now!

"How is this possible!"

A thought flashed through his mind, and then Chang Yiyi shook his head violently.

She felt that she must have hallucinated because she didn't sleep last night and was too tired, she didn't know what Yu Zheng's grades were, he only scored 30 points in the last school monthly exam, and now he can get it all right? How is that possible!

After thinking about it for a while, Chang Yiyi took two deep breaths, sobered herself up, and then looked at Yu Zheng's test paper from the beginning, but she still read the whole page, and still didn't find any mistakes, and Yu Zheng's answer was as correct as a standard answer.

Chang Yiyi's eyes were full of shock.

She continued to read without believing in evil, and on the second page, all the questions were still correct, and on the third page, they were all right.

In the whole English test paper, I didn't get a single question wrong.

Moreover, at this time, Chang Yiyi suddenly remembered, it seems that when he kicked him out of the classroom, it was only twenty minutes after the test paper was distributed, right?

But in twenty minutes, how can you finish such a large amount of English test paper!

This is a question according to the English test paper of the college entrance examination, and there are a lot of new words in this test paper, which is indeed a little difficult for sophomores, even if it is a junior high school student, I am afraid it will not be easy.

Chang Yiyi is well aware of the difficulty of this test paper.

When she took the test paper from her classmates, her classmate also said that even in the experimental middle school in the provincial capital, the students' scores were generally not high.

There are very few who can pass eighty-five points.

The quality of English teaching and the quality of students in provincial key middle schools completely surpass those of county-level middle schools like them.

However, it was this test paper that Yu Zheng only took 20 minutes to get 100 points?

Thinking of this, Chang Yiyi couldn't sit still, and she slammed up from her seat.

She was going out to find Yu Zheng to ask in person.

But as soon as she took a step, she stopped, a thoughtful look on her face, and then returned to her seat and sat down, but this time there was a smile on her face, and two cute little dimples appeared on her face again, indicating that the owner was in a good mood.

Chang Yiyi felt that it would be good to let Yu Zheng be taught a little lesson outside, even if he had completed all the questions, he should not do anything else in her class.

This is disrespectful to her!

Thinking of Yu Zheng doing something else, Chang Yiyi's eyes fell on the hardcover notebook he took from Yu Zheng's desk.

A surge of curiosity arose in her heart.

What is he writing about?

At that time, Chang Yiyi just glanced at it in a hurry, and was filled with grievances and anger, and she didn't carefully distinguish what Yu Zheng was writing at that time.

"I guess you're writing an essay, right?"

Chang Yiyi thinks so, after all, a high school student, in addition to writing essays, can't write so hard.

She remembered that she saw that Yu Zheng had already filled an entire page.

I flipped through the notebook.

The first thing I saw was a word that was full of Jianghong, and the topic was a storm of sand, Chang Yiyi read it, and couldn't help but have a trace of admiration in her heart, and her first impression of this poem was very good.