Chapter 221: Gold Medal Female Scholar 11

She was a little unconvinced, put down her schoolbag and ran to the fancy and said:

"Show me the math paper you made last night."

Fancy looked up and saw that it was her, with a puzzled face, and said:

"Why did you show it?"

Tan Zihui choked, then raised his chin and said:

"I see you're done, I'll give you the answer."

As soon as she said this, the classmates around her who heard it all laughed.

A boy with a small flat head at the back table laughed and said:

"Tan Zihui, did you do it on purpose, you are a top three student in our class, looking for the right answer from Colonel Zhou?"

Zhou Xiaohua is Zhou Lingling's nickname.

It comes from the famous poisonous tongue history teacher Xu of the school, who once said Zhou Lingling's famous sentence in class:

"Zhou Lingling, your beautiful eyes can speak, but they won't bloom on the roll."

The class burst into laughter.

Since then, the name of Zhou Xiaohua has spread.

So it's not something that everyone recognizes and selects, but pure ridicule.

Tan Zihui wanted this effect, and spread his hands and said:

"I see she's finished writing, two sheets, and the last big question is written."

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and it was all one thought:

Let's write nonsense.

"You also wrote the last big question of the B volume?" The little flat-headed boy asked fancy.

Fancy pouted in the heart.

Tan Zihui has a lot of eyes.

If she said she had written, a crowd would have to force her to take out the paper.

said that she didn't write it, but the group leader next to her could see that she was full of it.

Little brat, or too little homework.

Fancy Says:

"I copied the title from scratch."

The flat-headed boy suddenly lost interest and said:

"Okay, okay, everyone is gone, Zhuo Bin hasn't done the last question, let's wait for the teacher to speak."

Zhuo Bin is recognized as a math master, if it weren't for the English score, no one would dare to compete with him for the first grade.

Tan Zihui doesn't believe it:

"You take out the paper, and I can clearly see that the formula is written in the place of your question."

She just wanted to know what Zhou Lingling had written.

If she copied the correct answer, she might not have answered.

Fancy patience runs out:

"Are you finished? Don't you see the eleven big words written on my face, 'You're annoying, I just don't want to show you'? ”

She succeeded in causing a circle of people around her to stop and count the number of words.

Well, it's eleven words.

Everyone wanted to laugh again, but they also felt that the scene was not appropriate.

Tan Zihui's face turned red for a moment, and he returned to his position angrily, slamming his schoolbag on the desk.

Then while turning through the schoolbag loudly, he muttered there:

"It's very you, it's cheating like this, you want to be shameless, heh..."

Before she could finish speaking, he picked up the pencil case and hit her head hard, hitting the ten rings, and said:

"If you have the ability to come and scold, see if I don't stuff a water pipe in your mouth, let you drink enough at one time."

Except for the good girls who played with Tan Zihui, everyone else, especially the boys, almost fell to the ground without laughing.

It's amazing to be scolding this week.

They didn't find out before hahahahaha.

In the past, Zhou Lingling was cold, she came to school for nearly a month, almost never spoke to the people in the class, and she has always been alone.

Not to mention swearing, there is no daily communication.

It is estimated that Tan Zihui was in a hurry and broke out.

Tan Zihui was smashed.

It's not that it hurts, it's just that I feel embarrassed.

Everyone around her was laughing at her.

Tan Zihui's sisters are angry, and they want to find fancy theories,

The fancy heads didn't lift a single glance, and they didn't give them a look.

This attitude made Tan Zihui's sisters angry.

Ignoring is more infuriating than arguing.

"What for?! Didn't hear the bell?! ”

The voice of the head teacher, Yan Xiumanzheng, suddenly came from the door.

Everyone was frightened and hurried back to their respective positions.

Yan Xiuman glanced at Tan Zihui, who lowered his head and wiped his tears, frowned and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Tan Zihui's sister immediately got up and complained:

"Teacher Yan, Zhou Lingling smashed Tan Zihui with a pencil case."

Yan Xiuman looked fancy.

Fancy looked frank: "I didn't." ”

"You! You lie! Everybody saw it! Tan Zihui's sister's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that there were such brazen people in the world.

Fancy asked her rhetorically:

"Why should I smash her? Did she provoke me? ”

The girl was speechless.

It was indeed Tan Zihui's first pick......

But her sister can't afford this pencil bag for nothing.

Yan Xiuman said in a deep voice:

"That's it! No matter how big it is, take out the book and read it early. ”

This is clearly a partiality and fancy.

Tan Zihui didn't hurt much, but now she only feels wronged to the extreme, and it hurts everywhere.

There is another most important reason why she hates Zhou Lingling, that is, the teachers are partial to her.

Even if she doesn't study well, the teachers of various subjects will take care of her.

Because there is no him, it is because Zhou Lingling has a father who is a big official.

Why?

……

There is a five-minute break after the morning reading class.

The class representatives of each subject took advantage of this time to go to the teacher's office to get the papers that had been corrected two days before.

The teachers in No. 3 High School worked very hard.

After the exam on the same day, I stayed up all night to correct the paper on the same day, and sent it the next day to give a lecture.

Before the first session, Fancy got the exam papers for five courses.

They are the politics of linguistic and English-materialized politics.

Excluding English, the total score of the remaining four subjects is no more than 200.

It's so bad that it's so fancy, and I don't even have a face to look at.

Fortunately, English was the highest score in their class of 146.

When the representative of the English class gave her the paper, he looked envious.

It's nice to have studied abroad...... English is a second language, so you don't have to learn it at all.

In one morning, the teachers were talking about the papers in four classes.

Fancy listened carefully, took good notes, and went to the teacher's office to ask questions between classes, and there was no moment of leisure.

Yan Xiuman also praised her and asked her to maintain the momentum of her current learning.

The other teachers in the office also said a lot of words of encouragement.

It seems that all teachers have not forgotten Zhou Lingling's cheating incident yesterday.

It's not that I really forgot, but Zhou's father made a special call to the head teacher early in the morning, saying that Zhou Lingling knew that she was wrong, and hoped that the teachers would not put too much pressure on her, etc.

Director Zhou personally called to plead, and the teachers and directors would not fail to give this face.

Coupled with Zhou Lingling's positive learning attitude in the middle of the day today, everyone thinks that she is wrong, and it will be over by writing a review.

Before school ends at noon, Fancy discovers that everyone except her has got the math papers.

There was something strange about her.

The subject in which she cheated is history, and it is understandable that there is no volume.

She did the math honestly herself, why didn't she?

She went to ask the math class representative.

The representative of the math class was a boy named Zhuo Bin, who wore glasses and looked sven.

He said that he didn't know either, and handed it over to his classmates and sent it to everyone.

I looked around for a while, but I didn't find it, so I had to go to dinner first, and then I talked about it in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, the math teacher wants to talk about the papers, and she must have the papers, otherwise she will have to sit down in that class.

Tan Zihui looked at the back of the fancy person leaving the classroom, pursed his lips, and took out a roll from under the desk.

The name on it is Zhou Lingling.

She gritted her teeth, and took advantage of the nap time after school at noon to paste the exam paper, which was only 11 points, on the glass bulletin board in the lobby of the teaching building, which could be seen by everyone.

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