The man on stage continued:

"Song Yue, a student in our class, won the 39th place in the school with a total score of 657, everyone applauded!"

The applause of the students in Class 7 was quite warm.

Although they didn't like Lu Yu, they didn't have any ill feelings towards Song Yue.

Especially after Lu Qingqing apologized and clarified, he didn't hate Song Yue anymore, and even had some intimacy, so this time he was sincerely happy that Song Yue had won glory for their class.

The head of the person who is praised is empty for a moment.

Much, how much?!

Six hundred and fifty-seven?!

She had never scored so high!

Song Yue subconsciously covered her mouth, afraid that she would call out, and realized that she was in class, so she hurriedly put her hand down, but her expression was still in disbelief, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu propped his head, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Song Yue pressed her excitement and held Gu Yu's hand.

She was able to do so well in the exam because of Lu Yu!

Woo woo woo she's really going to love her table mate!

At the end of class, Liang Wenyue specially called Song Yue out, with a smile in his tone:

"I did well this time."

The improvement was great, and the teachers of Class 7 were shocked.

The English teacher was just about to enter the classroom, and when she saw Song Yue, she also smiled and said:

"I'll just say, our Song Yue is very powerful."

She encouraged: "If you work hard, it won't be difficult for Jingda." ”

The summer camp opportunity of the English speech contest is very useful, and Song Yue's score plus the drop score is just enough to reach the admission score of Beijing University.

This English speech contest was not in vain.

Teacher Liang Wenyue smiled and waved Song Yue in, but when he turned around, he saw the teaching director with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for him.

Teacher Liang was slightly stunned, took the lesson plan in his hand, and walked over: "Director Tan, what's wrong?" ”

The dean's gaze was withdrawn from Song Yue's back, and he took out a report card from behind his back and pointed to the score of the person in first place:

"Teacher Liang, take a look."

Liang Wenyue looked at the transcript for some reason, and when he saw that Song Yue had taken one hundred and twenty-five in the math test this time, he paused and looked at the teaching director: "Director Tan, I don't seem to understand what you mean." ”

The teaching director's face sank, and the meaning in his tone was obvious: "Song Yue's math results this time are almost catching up with the results of those top students in the previous class!" ”

Liang Wenyue felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

In his opinion, Song Yue's grades were not bad at all compared with those students in the top class, but he still looked at Song Yue's scores in other subjects.

Compared with the last unified examination, Song Yue's grades in all subjects have improved, but they are not as obvious as mathematics, and she has directly gone from the passing edge to above excellent.

Liang Wenyue had also read the paper before, and knew that the topic this time was not simple, so after reading it for a while, he paused for a while and said slowly:

"Even so, I don't think my students' grades should be questioned."

Liang Wenyue looked at the teaching director with a serious expression:

"Director Tan, you know how serious Song Yue has been recently, she always made all kinds of mistakes because of carelessness before, and this time she has the pressure to change classes, and it is reasonable to play well."

Because students have done well in the exam, they use malice to speculate without evidence, which is completely unreasonable.

The dean of education looked a little ugly and pointed to the report card:

"Teacher Liang, if you said this before, I would never refute you, but look at the results of the top class this time."

The sturdy teaching director shook the report card of the special class, and the fat on his body was trembling:

"Look for yourself, Qu Wenyu and Lu Ziyu only scored about 120 points in the exam, and the rest of the people are all around 11! If you look at her results again, is this normal?! ”

Liang Wenyue took the report card and glanced at it a few times, and his face finally changed slightly.

In fact, when he was looking at the paper, he also expected that some of the questions in this math test paper seemed to be very simple, but there were many pitfalls, and it was easy to fall into the trap, and he was worried that Song Yue would not do well in the test.

I didn't expect her to score so high, and now it's so comparative......

Liang Wenyue was silent.

The dean didn't want to make a big deal out of it, but there was still dissatisfaction in his tone:

"Go and ask me what the hell is going on."

He was about to leave, and turned back: "Also, the results of this mathematics test will also be used as the standard for selecting students to participate in the mathematics competition, if you can't explain it clearly, when Teacher Zhou doesn't accept Song Yue's results, don't blame me." ”

Teacher Liang Wenyue opened his mouth and watched as the dean disappeared into the hallway.

He stood there for a moment, unconsciously smoothing the report card in his hand before composing, turned around, and walked towards the office.

When I went in, I heard other teachers chatting:

"Alas, Mr. Zhou, isn't the math test paper difficult this time?"

Zhou Hai pushed his glasses, but his expression was not disappointed:

"Yes, the last two big questions are too difficult to calculate, and several top students in my class didn't figure it out, so they wrote a few formulas, and I gave them some points."

Liang Wenyue was about to ask how the last two questions changed by Mr. Zhou were doing, and other teachers interjected:

"But I changed to the students who were all right in the multiple choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions in the front, I guess it was in Mr. Zhou's class, and I deserved to be a top student in the top class."

Teacher Zhou took a sip of hot tea and said with a smile:

"yes."

There was a hint of pride in his tone: "They like to study difficult questions. ”

Teacher Liang Wenyue stopped talking.

This time, not only the last two big questions are difficult, but even the previous fill-in-the-blank questions have two over-the-top questions, which can only be made with the knowledge of mathematics competitions.

Other teachers said that there were all right, basically a few top students in the special class, and it couldn't be Song Yue.

She hadn't learned to compete, so there's a high probability she wouldn't do it.

But then......

Liang Wenyue touched the wall of the cup a little absentmindedly, silent in thought.

Even the first class of students who were all right in front of them only scored more than 120 points, could it be that Song Yue really did the last two big questions right?

Otherwise, how did she get into the 12th ......

The more Liang Wenyue thought about it, the heavier his mood became, but he couldn't help but put down the teacup and wanted to call Song Yue over.

But now in class, he can only hold on and turn the math paper out.

Half an hour later, the face of the person who finally calculated the last big question was a little ugly.

In the end, this question was so difficult to calculate, and he used some extracurricular knowledge, and it took half an hour to calculate it, and it was undoubtedly equivalent to a disaster for his sophomore classmates to do.

got up and prepared to load the water Teacher Zhou, swept the draft on his desk, and smiled:

"Teacher Liang is also counting."

Liang Wenyue calmed down and said slowly: "Well, Mr. Zhou, what do you think of this question?" ”

Zhou Hai also shook his head and sighed: "I have a fight with the title of the competition, this kind of topic, even if it is given to Lu Ziyu and them to do, it is estimated that it will be difficult, and they can't do it, so I don't blame them." ”

Liang Wenyue sighed in his heart and leaned back in his chair.

The English class is over.

Song Yue was practicing Gu Yu's new calligraphy for her, when she heard someone shouting:

"Song Yue! The head teacher shouts you! ”

The other classmates didn't pay much attention, Zhou Miao saw Gu Yu go out, so he snorted coldly and said in a weird manner:

"You don't really think that Lao Liang called her to the office to praise her, right?"

The other students were slightly stunned.

Someone is about to ask:

"Zhou Miao, what do you mean by this?"