There is also one most important reason, she should not be a shameful degrader.

After the exam, Jiaojiao didn't ask Lingmei how she was doing, why should she say anything about it.

It wasn't until a few days later that she went to school to get the notice and sent her results, Jiaojiao looked at her score with a blank face, and her language was ninety-nine, which was a very sure thing that Jiaojiao could be sure that her Chinese score was at least ninety-five points or more, but the math test was actually better than the Chinese......

Most of the students are either good at Chinese, bad at math, good at math, bad at Chinese, this is the norm, but why did a lot of good luck fall on her? She can't afford it, she doesn't dare to ask for it!

Let her become the focus in one fell swoop and become a top student for a while!

Jiaojiao is very unhappy, this fake is fake after all, she can't go to junior high school, she only has the confidence to speak, Jiaojiao wants to cry!

I want to cry without tears!

On the way out of school, Jiaojiao and Lingmei, as well as Yang Liping and Tang Chunyan happened to be walking together, so they started a discussion.

"Didn't you say that the teacher gave me the correct answer? Don't you have one? Jiaojiao asked: "Why did I get a hundred in the math test, I thought the answer was coaxing, there were right and wrong, mixed together!" ”

"I have, I copied half of it, and the rest is left blank." Yang Liping said.

"Why? Aren't you worried about not being able to get into junior high school? ”

"It's not that you don't know that my grades are not good, I have always been at the bottom, and it would be good to pass."

Jiaojiao discovers that she is a brainless mallet.

"I've heard that the Chinese test paper also gives accurate answers, but the language has composition, so there is a huge disparity." Lingmei continued.

"I don't see an answer in Chinese." Jiaojiao asked.

Tang Chunyan rolled her eyes: "Only those who are not good at language will pass on the answer." ”

Oh, Jiaojiao understands. But why she did it, she was even more puzzled.

"I heard that the teachers who teach the graduating class have to be evaluated, and our grades will affect the assessment of the teachers, and the teachers who teach the graduating class are the best in primary school, and the salary is higher than that of ordinary teachers, otherwise why are they competing to be the head teacher? It's because being a homeroom teacher has a higher salary than the average class teacher. Lingmei said very seriously.

"It's for the admission rate and for the fame of the central primary school." Yang Liping summed it up in one sentence.

Jiaojiao suddenly realized, curious where the two heard the news, especially Lingmei, they were glued together after school, that is, they went to the toilet ten minutes after class, where did Lingmei get hearsay.

Oh, come to think of it, they're not at the same table.

"Anyway, I just listened to the people in the second class."

There are a total of three classes in the sixth grade graduating class of primary school to junior high school, and Ren Jiaojiao and the other four are in the third class.

Jiaojiao came home with a worried face, lying on the bed was still churning, unable to sleep, sat up, pulled her own hanging mosquito nets with all kinds of candy paper folded flowers, I couldn't understand that the teacher has always been so sacred in her heart, tall, fair, just, even if she has suffered a lot of grievances has not changed this idea, the first day of kindergarten mother said: "Listen to the teacher." ”

From then on, what the teacher said was a holy decree, and in my mother's words: Your teacher's fart is fragrant.

The teacher taught reading, writing, singing, dancing, and the teacher was very tall, but after this time, the glorious image of the teacher plummeted in Jiaojiao's heart.