The physics teacher tugged at the corners of his mouth, squeezed out a smile that didn't look good, and said, "No, these people failed the exam, and I'm talking about them~"

The vice principal did not continue this topic, but cared about her job title evaluation: "The first level is about to be evaluated, and the few classes you take can't be too bad, especially this fast class, the average score must not be too low." I heard that there are a few ordinary classes that have done quite well in physics this time. ”

The hint of the vice principal's words is very obvious, which is to remind the young female teacher that she has not taught her grades during this time, and she should be vigilant.

"Yes, yes, I know it in my heart."

The vice principal glanced at Wen'er and the others again, and said to the female teacher as if he was quite casual: "Students who don't do well in the exam, give them good tutoring, don't get too angry, it's not good." ”

"Okay."

Wen Er stood behind the female teacher, and she suddenly felt the sadness of the physics teacher from this slightly strange atmosphere of dialogue, a sense of powerlessness that hated iron but not steel. At this time, she hated how she did so badly in the exam, and she didn't fight for this female teacher. And the unwillingness and grievances in my heart for the few times the female teacher beat me just now also disappeared without a trace.

This is the first time she deeply feels the helplessness of the adult world, no one can escape the pressure given by life, even a person who looks glamorous and patient on weekdays, in the face of the future and fate, he has to bow his head high and bow his head.

When Wen'er returned to the classroom with the papers, the bell for evening self-study had just rang, and there were still many people in the class.

"Er'er, you're so powerful!" Qiao Nannan ran towards Wen'er with an envious face, and pounced on her all of a sudden, causing Wen'er to stumble.

"What's wrong?" Wen Er was confused, and Erzhang was confused. At this time, Du Fei, who was cleaning the table next to him and was about to go back to the dormitory, picked up a roll on Wen'er's desk, handed it to her, and said, "You took the first place in the whole grade in the political exam." ”

Wen Er felt that he was dizzy, and he was scolded in the physics teacher's office just now, and it seemed that his study career was about to come to a tragic end. Now, when she saw a big red "94 points" in front of her, she felt that it was too unreal!

Except for the two language subjects, which are still calculated according to the 150 points in the college entrance examination, all other subjects are based on the 100-point system in the usual size tests. Therefore, being able to score more than 90 points in high school politics is the same as Du Fei's English score, which is already very applaudable.

Wen Er was not very excited, after all, in the concept of most students, the three subjects of science are much more important than those of liberal arts, and for those of them who are in the fast class of science, the results of physics are even more important.

"So what? I failed in physics, only 58 points! Wen Er spread the physics scroll in his hand in front of them, wanting to cry without tears.

Du Fei glanced at the roll, habitually shook his coat, as if he wanted to pat away the fine dust on it, and then said to Wen Er: "Don't care, the test is all over, and the scores are out, let's work hard later." And, haven't you heard a phrase? God has closed the door for you and opened a window for you. ”

Qiao Nannan also echoed in hindsight: "Er'er, it really doesn't matter, people have to look at it beforehand, right?" ”

Since his friends have persuaded him like this, Wen Er can't show too much sadness on the surface, and said to Du Fei that he will see him later, so he slowly sorted out the rolls that were sent down and spread out on the whole table, and chatted with Qiao Nannan, who was standing next to her.

"I'm telling you, you missed something important when you weren't there." Qiao Nannan looked around and saw that everyone was about the same, and the rest were hurriedly packing up and preparing to leave, so he leaned on Wen'er's table and said quietly.

"What?"

"Tonight, Lao Han praised Yu Qiaoxi by name, don't say it, she did well in all subjects this time." Qiao Nannan helped Wen'er put the neatly folded rolls on the table into a plastic bag and brought them back tonight for correction. These people are very accustomed to using the bags left over from buying clothes to pack things, which is not only convenient but also can pick up a beautiful print to use every time, so why not?

"Did you get a high test?"

"Not really. However, Lao Han praised her for making great progress, of course, this must not be compared with Fei Fei and Sheng Ruochen, after all, the world of Xueba doesn't even understand us. ”

"How much is she physically doing?"

"Well, I don't know, but, according to them, it should be more than 70 points."

It's already amazing, much better than me, I'm really useless. Wen Er thought silently in his heart.

She vaguely felt that the subject of physics would become a hurdle in her heart.

"Alright, let's go."

On the way back, Wener asked the last question of the evening:

"Nannan, have you ever been beaten by a teacher before?"

"I've beaten it, when I was in elementary school, our homeroom teacher used thin bamboo strips to smoke the palms of his hands. However, I have forgotten it now, and I don't hold a grudge. When people grow up, there are more things to worry about, and who will have nothing to worry about so much. Some people talk about their former teachers, and they always look like enemies are very red when they meet. Actually, if you want to talk about me, it's obvious that they themselves are very unwell-behaved, all kinds of naughty troubles, and in the end they are criticized and blamed on the teacher, which is funny when you think about it. ”

Wen Er didn't expect that Qiao Nannan, a person who usually looked always smiling and was very good at talking, could say such fierce words.

"Am I talking too much? Erer, I'm sorry, I didn't even think about what if you don't agree with me~" Qiao Nannan suddenly realized that he had just made a lot of life testimonials, and now he was a little embarrassed.

"However, I haven't been beaten by a teacher since I went to school~"

"Wow, you're so lucky, I'm so envious of you!" Qiao Nannan returned to her usual flattering tone.

"I said, why do you envy me every day, are you tired, you~" As he spoke, Wen Er poked the girl's forehead with his finger, and the two of them ran after me in an instant.

"Hey, okay, okay, I'll admit defeat and stop running~"

Qiao Nannan put one hand on his waist and the other on his thigh, panting and begging for mercy from the girl who came running.

"You just said that you haven't been beaten by the teacher before, are you being beaten by the teacher now?"

At this time, he had already walked downstairs in the bedroom, Wen Er stopped, turned his head and said to Qiao Nannan: "Tonight, I was called to the office, and she hit the back of my hand hard with a red pen a few times. ”

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurt a little at the time, but I don't feel it now."

"It's good that it doesn't hurt now, it means it's okay."

"But I feel so ashamed."

When he was a child, Wen'er was beaten by his parents many times, maybe it was indeed like Qiao Nannan said, and he forgot about it. But teachers are a very magical identity, and they have always given Wener the strength to keep moving forward and work hard. So, from childhood to adulthood, deep down in her heart, she hopes to be the most well-behaved student in the eyes of her teachers.

It was true that a few hits tonight were nothing in terms of pain, but this secret sense of shame emanated from Wen'er's heart inch by inch, making her feel very embarrassed when she thought about it.