192.Placement Contest (1)
"Tang Yao, the midterm exams in the class this time are all good. Especially Chang Jian and Mousse. ”
Lao Yu glanced at Tang Yao meaningfully, but Tang Yao was a little confused.
Mu Sisi's rapid progress was due to Jin Li's careful teaching, although the two of them never met, but the letters were never interrupted in Tang Yao's hands.
As for Chang Jian, Tang Yao carefully combed through his memories and did not find any clues that he had helped this classmate.
It can be said that the results of the two classmates have nothing to do with Tang Yao, Tang Yao has picked up a small bargain at most.
"Mu Sisi entered the top class this time, with Jin Li, the two of them have just separated, and they may be more emotionally excited, I am afraid that there will be some disputes, or you still want to adjust from it."
"This will be natural, since I am a sinful body, I deserve to die, Mr. Yu can rest assured."
"It's not that serious. For Mu Sisi, I am relieved for the time being, but Chang Jian's grades have improved a little, I am afraid that it is still not stable enough, after all, he has a poor foundation and an unstable foundation, I have already talked to his parents, and they are very grateful to you. ”
"Don't, Teacher Yu, I didn't actually do anything, the boy has opened his mind, and he can read well without the help of others. You see, Wuhan City also entered the top 40 this time. ”
"You don't have to be humble, people like you who study well and can help your classmates are really good helpers for teachers." Lao Yu patted Tang Yao's shoulder, and his words were full of approval.
After Tang Yao was praised inexplicably, he was told that there was a vacancy in the campus singer host this time, and he wanted to recommend someone from the junior high school to go up, Lao Yu said that he recommended Tang Yao and asked Tang Yao to prepare well and go to the student union for a meeting in the afternoon self-study class.
Tang Yao walked out of Lao Yu's office in a trance, feeling that everything was not very real, only the temperature of the somewhat dazzling sunlight was just right, and there was a feeling of anger that proved that the conversation just now was real.
The number of hosts of the campus singer contest has not changed for three years because there is a female host in the high school, so it has always been a choice of men and not women in the junior high school. The third year of junior high school is in a critical period, and in order not to affect the review of the third year of junior high school, the school selects people from the class of the second year of junior high school every year.
Tang Yao has two art specialty classes at this age, and if she wants to choose the host, she also chooses people from the two art classes, how can it be the turn of the children in the ordinary class, and she is still a female doll herself. Could it be that this time I want two girls to host together?
Tang Yao walked to the side of the corridor and was about to turn a corner, when a resentful voice behind him suddenly remembered from somewhere, "You really forgot the letter I sent you." ”
Most of the boys in junior high school are in the period of voice change, some are hoarse, some are sharp, and few change their voices overnight, Tang Yao listened to this rooster-like voice, and knew that the person who came must be Wuhan City, who didn't know what kind of trouble she had with recently.
Tang Yao turned around and asked with a blank face, "Is it popular for everyone to write letters now, or what, and when did you write a letter to me, why don't I know?" ”
"Did you see the list, I'm in the top 40 this time, and I'll be in a class with you this week." The painting style of Wuhan City changed, and suddenly it became full of vigor again.
"You and I are not the only people who enter the first class, our class Tang Xiao, Lao Cai, don't you go back to the top class, why are you targeting me?" Tang Yao couldn't figure it out, this Wuhan City would be good with her for a while, and not with her for a while, the feeling of neuroticism was really unbearable.