Chapter Eighty-Six: The Third to the Bottom
Because she has been helping Li Qian take care of the carnival recently, Nianhua has been busy in the past two days. There was also a lot of homework assigned in the co-authoring school, and after taking some time to get it done, Nianhua yawned and quickly made up for sleep.
Lan Xuan had already fallen asleep, his fluffy appearance made people love it, and Nianhua used him as a pillow and slept very peacefully.
The next day, I almost missed the time to go to school, and Nianhua stepped into the classroom when it was almost time to read in the morning.
There seems to be an undercurrent surging in the classroom, and the low air pressure is heavy.
"Mo Nianhua is here!" The students' eyes "swished" at her.
Nian Hua felt a little inexplicable, and raised his eyes to see Nie Qing's eyes with anxiety. She walked over and asked while putting her schoolbag, "Xiaoqing, what's wrong?" It's weird today. β
It's not that she's sensitive, it's not like that.
As soon as he finished putting his schoolbag, Nie Qing was furious, and pushed over two scrolls with a brush, "Nianhua, look at it!" β
It turned out to be a curly. Nianhua doesn't care much, every time her grades are the same, first, first, first, she has long been used to it.
"What's wrong?" asked suspiciously, looked at the scroll in Nie Qing's hand, and looked at it, the circle and fork were very obvious, and the fork was larger than the hook, and the results were very unsatisfactory, 61 in Chinese, 55 in mathematics, and then looked at the handwriting on the top, twisting and pinching. Ah, how can you get such a result?!
The curriculum in primary school is quite simple, not to mention that she was reborn, and her grades in primary school before rebirth were also excellent, but junior high school began to decline.
"Whose is this roll?" It's definitely not Nie Qing's, Nie Qing has been able to score ninety points in each subject since she studied hard.
"Yours, Nianhua!"
Nianhua was taken aback, and looked at the signature on it, Mo Nianhua. The handwriting is a little familiar, and it is completely the handwriting of elementary school students.
Her handwriting, her volumes, how could it be!
"It's not my paper." Nianhua's eyes were cold, and he asked, "How can this scroll be on my desk?" β
Nie Qing is emperor is not in a hurry, and when he saw that he finally asked on time, he opened his mouth and said angrily: "The squad leader sent the paper just now, I thought you took the first place in the exam again, but when the paper came down, I saw that this score was very strange, not like you would take the test, the dog crawling words on it are not like your words at all!" Nianhua, what's going on, why did your roll become like this??? β
"And ......" Nie Qing leaned into her ear and whispered, "I heard that the first place in the class this time is Wu Ping, she scored 100 points in mathematics and 99 points in Chinese." β
"Oh." Nianhua replied softly, feeling that this matter was a little strange, looking at the unsightly exam paper on the table, and thinking for a whileγγγ
Wu Ping, a native of T City, is at the bottom of the class. In this era, most primary school teachers like corporal punishment, and Wu Ping is often one of them.
To say that Wu Ping herself is an ordinary girl, neither the class leader's faction, nor her Mo Nianhua's faction.
Wu Ping was surrounded by the surrounding classmates in the crowd, and her face was faintly filled with pride and pride.
"Wu Ping, you are so good, how did you pass the test! First in class! If you do so well in the graduation exam, you can go to the first middle school. β
"You know, I'm about to graduate and I've been reading at home." Wu Ping smiled unnaturally.
Nianhua's eyes slowly deepened, Nie Qing on the side saw that she had been moving, and finally couldn't help it, her good sister and the same table were wronged, she was about to die in a hurry, "Nianhua, why don't you say a word, aren't you stupid!" Look at that Wu Ping, her grades were worse than mine before, and she failed every subject, so she must have copied it! Or, did she change your roll?! β
Except for the two of them's rolls being dropped, Nie Qing really couldn't think of anything else.
"Do you want us to steal her papers?" Nie Qing proposed again.
"Unscientific." Nianhua's slender fingertips tapped lightly on the table, and her little habit when thinking about the problem, "If the roll is dropped, there will definitely be traces on it." β
The problem is that the column where the name is written is very clean.
They have uniform requirements for exams, and the teacher tells everyone to try not to use pencils.
"Yes, not scientific! It's so unscientific! Nie Qing lay on the roll and didn't find a flaw.
"There's no hurry." Nianhua smiled slightly.
"Oh my!" Nie Qing was really going crazy, "How can you laugh, now everyone knows that you are so bad in the exam, and you still don't explain it!" β
Seeing that a good friend is genuinely thinking about her, Nianhua is very happy.
She is now a reborn, and if she can't hold even this little thing, then she will be a reborn person in vain.
"Xiaoqing, thank you."
Is her personality too gentle after she is reborn, or is she too unlucky, there are always people who like to step on her a few feet, the tiger is not powerful, she is really ...... Is she really a marshmallow?
The first two classes were the Chinese teacher's class, and the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom with a few books, said a few words about the situation of this exam, and then glanced at Mo Nianhua, a good student below, with a slight heaviness. Alas......
The Chinese teacher sighed in her heart, what a good seedling, it's a pity, it's a pity!
This is the practice of the school, not to mention that it is still in Teacher Wang Zhen's class, it is impossible to change.
Nianhua noticed the eyes of the Chinese teacher from the beginning, sympathy and pity?
The Chinese teacher must know something, and she was even more sure of her previous guess.
After two classes, everyone who should have come came.
"Nianhua, what's wrong with you, why are you so bad in the exam?"
A classmate asked.
Seeing the situation, Chen Ying stood in front of Nianhua's table with a little schadenfreude, "Nianhua, look at you, you have all regressed, teaching Nie Qing also depends on time, don't teach Nie Qing, but your grades have declined." β
As soon as Chen Ying's words came out, everyone thought it was reasonable.
Nianhua has been helping Nie Qing with her homework for the past year, and everyone can see it. No wonder learning has regressed.
"Squad leader, what do you say?" Nie Qing slapped the table angrily.
"I just said what's wrong?" Chen Ying was first shocked by Nie Qing's momentum, and then said unconvinced: "Who doesn't know that you took the third place in the class this time, you are proud." You don't look at the years to teach you, you will be the third from the bottom! β
Nie Qing hasn't deliberately hidden herself this year, and she no longer hides it, which makes Chen Ying even more jealous, who would have thought that she would have a beautiful face under her usual sloppy appearance.
The students in the class were even more shocked! Their consistent perception is that after becoming the same table as Mo Nianhua, Nie Qing has not only become beautiful, but also has a hot temper and good grades. But they still don't like to play with her, because she has a country mom who picks up garbage.
"Who said that the year is the third to the bottom, don't you know how to read the papers? Is this scroll from the prime of life? β
"So what." Chen Ying clasped her hands to her chest and smiled incomprehensibly, "I'll tell you the truth, in the graduation exam, her papers will still be like this!" β