Chapter 17: I Thought I Was a Top Student (17)
Jiang Juan walked to the edge of the podium, and the head teacher looked at her a few times, a little helpless.
She actually likes this girl very much, although she usually talks little, but she is quite well-behaved, but she doesn't know what's going on, her grades have not been able to get up, and of course the teachers still prefer students with good grades compared to her long appearance.
After all, there are almost very few students who look good and have good grades.
She just noticed that Jiang Juan was in a daze, and the people around her were reciting books, so she was in a daze, and it seemed that she had to beat it well, so as not to go astray when the time came.
"Alright, you can start reciting."
From the beginning to the end, the ginger roll did not pause and memorized it in one go.
After memorizing, the head teacher did not speak for a long time.
This one is quite tongue-twisting.,Even if you ask the top students in the class to memorize it.,It's inevitable to stop and think about it.,The girl in front of me seems to be engraved in my mind.,Don't think about it at all.。
Seeing that the head teacher didn't speak, Jiang Juan asked, "Teacher, have I passed the test?" ”
The head teacher looked complicated, nodded, and then said, "Study hard." ”
Maybe it's a good seedling to read well.
Jiang Juan was not modest at all, and responded: "I've always been studying hard. ”
Homeroom Teacher: "...... You go back to your seat first. ”
After Jiang Juan sat back in his seat, Duan Yan on the side lowered his head and said quietly, "What, how many times have you been punished?" ”
Jiang Juan wondered: "The teacher didn't say that he would punish copying." ”
Duan Yan had been peeking at the situation on the other side of the podium, and felt that the head teacher's expression was not very pleasant, and he thought that the ginger roll was not memorized, but he didn't say that he was punished, that is, he had passed the test.
Duan Yan was unconvinced: "You didn't secretly carry it at home, did you?" ”
Jiang Juan shook his head: "No, I just memorized it." ”
Duan Yan: "......"
Just as he was about to say something, Xiang Zhitong in front turned around again: "Duan Yan, the teacher called you." ”
Duan Yan almost went up with a decadent face, and in less than half a minute, he came back decadently, and then took out his notebook, lay on the table and began to copy the text.
Jiang Juan really sympathized with him.
So why copy your homework, instead of studying as hard as she did...... No, read a book.
In the next few classes, Ginger thought he was doing well.
A pleasant day is coming to an end soon.
I had to eat dinner in the cafeteria, and I had to study at night before I could go home.
Because Jiang Juan can't live in school, he can skip a night self-study, and that evening self-study is mainly left to do homework, so there is nothing very special.
In the last class of the evening self-study, the teacher talked about the next month's exam.
This Wednesday will be a monthly exam, that is, the day after tomorrow.
It didn't take long for Jiang Juan to adapt to this kind of learning environment, and when he heard that he was about to take the exam, it was inevitable that there would be some ways.
99 encouraged on the side: "Come on, host, believe you are the best." ”
"Thank you......" Jiang Juan decided to tell the truth, "but your cheering didn't work very well, and I panicked even more." ”
She couldn't help but think of the time when Xie Zhi brought her to school, talking about the exam.
Xie Zhisui is really an unpredictable prophet.
Say the exam, and the exam is coming.
Jiang Juan was also worried for a while, she was still more confident in herself.
When I left the school, it was already completely dark, and there were only a few people in the class who did not live on campus, and they were all picked up by the family's luxury car, and they walked quickly.
Jiang Juan had just left the school gate, and before he reached the side of the road, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Quickly took two steps back.
The young man's slender figure leaned against the wall, the moonlight shining on his body as if covered with a layer of frost, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and he said, "I'm still wondering when you'll find me." ”