The size tests of the three main courses in the sixth grade are as dense as carpet bombing, and the average 3 days to make a paper. After the teacher corrects the paper, he will rank second, and when the arrangement is completed, he will put a red circle around the frontispiece, and fill in the red circle with the student's ranking, whether it is first or fifty-fourth. The student will then take the paper home for the parents to sign.

Students who don't have good grades are really terrible at this time. Signing was an endless torture, and after that, it was so depressing that it was breathless.

Jin Ling's classmate Qian Xiaogang writes very well, has won awards in calligraphy competitions, and the most amazing thing is that he is very good at imitation. According to his own boasting, he can imitate the signatures of the parents of 54 classmates in the class, and the teacher will definitely not see that there is a fake. But he is too black-hearted, and he charges 5 yuan for imitating a signature!

Jin Ling only has 10 yuan of pocket money every month, and she is reluctant to let Qian Xiaogang exploit half of it at one time.

Last month, Jin Ling's math test scored more than 70 points, and the teacher prominently wrote the rank "47" in the red circle on the frontispiece. That day, Jin Ling came home from school, holding the papers in her schoolbag, hating that the road from school to home was too short, and it would be nice if the road was endless, she could always walk on the road, and never let her mother see her 47th place.

She finally got home and rang the doorbell in despair.

Mom opened the door. As soon as she saw Jin Ling's tense face, her mother immediately said, "Didn't do well in math? ”

Mom is really a god, as if the score is hanging on Jin Ling's face, and you can know the high and low at a glance.

Jin Ling didn't want her mother to guess correctly. Silently, she pulled out a scroll, a Chinese scroll, with "12" written in the red circle at the frontispiece. Mom took it and looked at it, her eyes lit up, hugged Jin Ling and kissed her fat face, and said while kissing: "Little thing, bad thing, I deliberately stretched my face after getting good grades in the exam, I want to scare my mother to death?" ”

Jin Ling was held tightly in her mother's arms and smelled the warm, sweet smell of her mother. In Jin Ling's consciousness, she hadn't reviewed the smell of her mother for a long time. Since she was in the first grade, her mother has become like a hedgehog in front of her, and she will put up her hard thorns all over her body and stick them on her not-so-cute scores at any time.

Jin Ling was flattered and hugged her mother with her backhand, and while returning those raindrops of dense kisses, she was thinking about whether to take out the math papers. She decided not to take it. She was reluctant to break the warmth between her and her mother at this moment, and she couldn't bear to see her mother's sad and disappointed appearance. She laughed as hard as she could, until tears fell to her eyelashes.

The mother stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and said angrily, "Silly child, a test!" Glad to be like this. ”

Jin Ling didn't dare to speak, and closed her lips tightly, for fear that she would cry if she wasn't careful.

The next day, she left home 10 minutes early, and turned to her good friend Yang Xiaoli's house on the way. Yang Xiaoli's mother just bought a fritter and asked Jin Ling to eat one. Jin Ling bit the fritters, as if suddenly remembered, and shouted: "Ouch! Not good! ”

Yang Xiaoli's mother was startled and asked her if she had lost something.

Jin Ling said anxiously: "I forgot to ask my mother to sign yesterday's paper, what should I do?" ”

Yang Xiaoli said: "Go home and let your mother sign it." ”

Jin Ling said, "But then I'm going to be late!" ”

Yang Xiaoli's mother is a kind and a little sluggish person, and when she saw that Jin Ling was in a hurry, she immediately suggested that she sign instead of Jin Ling's mother. Anyway, the adult's signature is pretty much the same.

Jin Ling got her wish and breathed a big sigh of relief in her heart. She swore that only this once, she would never do such a despicable thing in the future, never! In the future, she will not have bad grades in exams, hasn't she already made up her mind to be a good child?

In class that day, she took out a math sketchbook and practiced the words "Zhao Huizi" over and over again. It's just that how to practice is still a child's handwriting, and it doesn't have the chic and smooth style of my mother's pen at all.

Shang Hai poked his head over and looked at it, grinned, and said, "Are you still so primitive?" I've been thinking of a new way for a long time! ”

Jin Ling gave him an angry look. Shang Hai quickly retracted his head.

Another week later, Math was given a unit test. Jin Ling had an extra eye this time, and copied the last few application questions on the scratch paper before handing in the paper. As soon as the bell rang after class, she quickly slipped to Liu Yaru's seat, and got the right number with this student who had never been outside the top three. The result was really unexpected, and Jin Ling got every question right.

Jin Ling's joy at that time, his heart was about to jump out of his throat. It took less than five minutes to get home that day, because she was trotting all the way back, and the pencil case in her bag was jumping loudly on her back.

Jin Ling reported the good news to her mother first, and then told her father when she came back. Naturally, the family was happy. On this day, my mother didn't even cook dinner, and the family of three went to the street to eat Jinling's favorite "KFC". The mother said excitedly: "Our Jinling seems to be enlightened, knows how to work hard, and is dedicated to being a good child." Mom is waiting to see the day when you will be admitted to a foreign language school! Dad said, "It doesn't matter if you go to a foreign language school or not, the key depends on whether you do your best." Sixth grade is like the final sprint of the 100-meter race, and explosiveness is very important. Jin Ling, you need to have a good outburst. ”

Jin Ling listened to everyone very well now, and her nose responded with a hmm, and she was busy stuffing the fried potato strips dipped in ketchup into her mouth. Such a delicacy is usually not easy to eat, because my mother thinks that potatoes have a lot of starch, and they will gain weight if they eat them, and they are not in a good mood, so they will not buy them for Jinling to enjoy.

Who would have thought that happiness would be as fleeting as a soap bubble, and when the math paper came down the next day, Jin Ling sadly saw that he only had 82 points, ranking 33rd. At that time, she only felt that her mind exploded, she didn't know how she could only have this score, didn't all the application problems get right?

She blushed and panicked as she stuffed the roll into her bag. Shang Hai poked her arm and asked her how many points she had. She replied in a vicious voice: "Take care of yourself!" ”

Shang Hai said: "I didn't do well in the exam, 84 points. I've got to figure out how to deal with my mom. ”

Jin Ling thought to herself: 84 points, 2 points more than me. Her heart became more and more sad.

At the end of class, Math Teacher Zhang called Jin Ling into the corridor to talk. Mr. Zhang is one of the very few male teachers in Xinhua Street Primary School, he only graduated from the normal school the year before last, and there is still a naughty childishness on a baby face, but when he starts class, it makes every student frightened, because he is good at throwing chalk heads at students, and the technique is extremely accurate, as soon as his arm is raised, a white arc flies out of the air, and the student who is talking then snaps on his forehead, and it hurts hotly. It stands to reason that teachers are not allowed to hit students, but they didn't say that they are not allowed to throw chalk heads! The teacher didn't hit it, it was the chalk head that flew out, who can blame it? Therefore, Mr. Zhang's students are very afraid of Mr. Zhang, and discipline is always good when attending his classes.

Teacher Zhang asked Jin Ling, "Do you know what you are doing wrong?" ”

Jin Ling shook her head. She was afraid that others would see her pitiful scores, so she quickly hid the paper when she got it, and didn't bother to look at it carefully.

Teacher Zhang stared at her hatefully: "Calculation problem!" If you do 6 math questions, you will get 3 wrong! 5 points will be deducted for each question, do you think about how many points you have left? ”

What Jin Ling immediately thought of was: Fortunately, the application questions are correct. If you get one or two wrong questions in the application questions, I'm afraid that you will end up at the bottom of the class.

Teacher Zhang is different from Teacher Xing, he doesn't have much to say when training students, either scolding him for a sentence or two, or tearing up his homework book and punishing students to make up for it from beginning to end. Another time, he threw Shanghai's stationery box out the window, and threw it on the roof of a bungalow opposite. After class, a group of boys climbed the roof to help Shang Hai get the stationery box, causing Yu Fater, who was willing to be a "human ladder", to fall and dislocate his elbows. Of course, so many people are enthusiastic to help Shang Hai not to strive to be Lei Feng, but to finally have this opportunity to climb to the roof, and no one is willing to let go of the boys who are full of active cells.

This time, Teacher Zhang didn't say much about Jin Ling, but only told her not to go to the next physical education class and go to his office to do exercises.

There are a total of 10 exercises, all of which are calculation questions. Teacher Zhang and Jin Ling sat facing each other at a desk. Teacher Zhang didn't do anything, his hands were on his sleeves, and his two eyes shone brightly on Jin Ling like two searchlights, saying that he wanted to see how she did the problem.

The first question is a four-piece mixed operation problem with curly braces, middle brackets, parentheses, fractions and decimals. Jin Ling is always dizzy and sweaty every time she encounters such a topic. She peeked at Teacher Zhang, who was sitting precariously with a serious face, and it seemed that she could not mix it up without giggling. Jin Ling somehow burst into tears, tears streaming down her cheeks, to the corners of her mouth, and then she stuck out her tongue and licked it into her mouth.

Teacher Zhang said angrily and funny: "Isn't this just the beginning? What are you crying about? ”

Jin Ling sobbed and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well." ”

Teacher Zhang said: "The topic is a bit difficult, I don't blame you for not doing it well, okay?" ”

Jin Ling hummed, wiped away her tears, and was secretly happy in her heart.

Halfway through a question, Mr. Zhang suddenly slapped the golden bell on the table and jumped out of thin air. He pointed to the exercise paper and said angrily, "Look at it, look at it!" How can you do that! ”

Jin Ling hurriedly looked at the question, it turned out that when she was doing fraction addition, she added up the denominator easily.

Teacher Zhang slammed his index finger on the tabletop: "This is what I learned when I first entered the fifth grade!" Do you want to go back to the 5th grade classroom? ”

Jin Ling defended: "I won't ......"

Teacher Zhang interrupted her: "You don't know! Otherwise, as soon as I say that I did something wrong, how will you know what is wrong? ”

Jin Ling said: "I am careless ......"

Teacher Zhang disagreed: "It's not carelessness, the word carelessness doesn't explain the problem." You don't get into the state, you never get into the state when you study math! ”

Jin Ling was ignorant and didn't know what it meant to "enter the state".

Then go on. The second question is so correct. The third question appeared in the four-digit multiplication, and it was a multiplication, Jin Ling was in a hurry, forgot to carry the position, and made another mistake.

Teacher Zhang cried and waved his hand again and again: "That's it, you go back to class, I really obeyed you." ”

Jin Ling muttered in a low voice, "You said you wouldn't blame me." ”

Teacher Zhang spread his hands: "Do I blame you now?" ”

Jin Ling thought to herself: Your expression, your movements, aren't you blaming me? But she didn't dare say it.

Teacher Zhang asked Jin Ling to go, but Jin Ling refused to go, and he must do all 10 questions. As a result, one of the next 7 questions is also correct. Teacher Zhang was puzzled and said, "How can this be? Aren't you able to do it all right? I really don't know if I should classify you as a good student or a bad student. ”

When Jin Ling returned to class, physical education class had already ended, and most of the students were playing in the hallway, except for Shang Hai, who was facing the wall sideways, hiding what he was doing with his body. Seeing Jin Ling coming, Shang Hai quickly swept the things at hand into the drawer, turned around and pretended to be fine.

Jin Ling's curiosity rose, and she grabbed Shang Hai's arm and said, "Tell me, what are you doing?" ”

Shang Hai grinned: "I didn't do anything. ”

"That's not right! Why are you sneaking around? ”

Shang Hai closed his lips and did not speak.

Jin Ling shook his arm vigorously: "Okay, don't talk about it, don't talk to me in the future!" ”

This trick was very clever, and Shang Hai immediately raised his hand to surrender and explained what he was doing: making the parents sign it. He used a short piece of tape to stick to his mother's previous signature, and then tore it hard, and the tape paper glued a thin layer of paper along with the signature, and then tore a small slit in the exam paper that needed to be signed, and pasted this piece of tape paper on the seam, it looked as if the parent accidentally broke the exam paper when signing, so he had to stick a piece of tape paper on it.

Jin Ling gasped and exclaimed, "Wow! Such a brilliant idea! ”

Shang Hai said proudly: "I saw it from the "Tutor Weekly". When people posted it as a joke, I just borrowed a trick! ”

Jin Ling thought it was very funny, and laughed back and forth for a while. But the expression on her face froze when she was smiling and laughing, because she thought of her score, and then thought of the smiling face on her face when her parents took her to eat "KFC". She cautiously stretched out her hand towards Shang Hai: "Give me a piece of duct tape, okay?" ”

Shanghai Hai fussed and cried out: "Wow! You didn't do well in the exam, did you? ”

Jin Ling pinched the back of his hand vigorously, blaming him for being so loud that everyone else would hear him, and then she took out the math paper from her school bag in a covert way. Shang Hai's eyes were already aimed there, so he smiled at this time and gloated: "It turns out that you are 2 points less than me." Jin Ling was so ashamed and annoyed by what he said that she really wanted to grab him by the collar and throw him out the window.

The three words "Zhao Huizi" glued with tape paper are properly fitted, and they are really seamless.

When I got home that day, my mother asked Jin Ling, "Why didn't you send a roll for signature?" ”

Jin Ling avoided her mother's eyes and said, "Only those who score below 90 have to sign." ”

Mom seemed very regretful, and muttered to my father that she finally had a chance to sign with her eyebrows raised, and the teacher deprived her of it. Although it is a complaint, the joy in the words is palpable. Jin Ling listened to it from the sidelines, and it was really an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the secret of signing was soon discovered by Mr. Zhang. This is really "no matter how cunning the fox is, it can't fight a good hunter". It turned out that Jin Ling and Shang Hai were at the same table, and the two of them stacked the rolls together in order when handing over the papers. Teacher Zhang immediately became angry, and ran to the office of the head teacher, Teacher Xing, and shouted: "This is worth it!" It's not bad with the means of Soviet and American spies to get intelligence! Teacher Xing, if you want to cure them, you must cure them! ”

Of course, Mr. Xing was also very angry, so he immediately took out his notepad to find the contact number of Jin Ling's mother, and went straight to the magazine.

Zhao Huizi's face turned pale after answering the phone, making her colleagues think that something had happened to the old man in her family. Zhao Huizi shook her head vigorously, and only said, "I have to ask for leave and go to Jinling School." Everyone realized that it was nothing more than a child who made a mistake, so they comforted her and said, "Go and go, how many mothers have not been called to school?" Teachers love to make a fuss. Zhao Huizi said vigorously: "You don't know, you don't know." ”

Don't know what? Zhao Huizi refused to say, so it was naturally difficult for everyone to ask.

Zhao Huizi rushed to the school in a hurry, and at a glance saw Jinling and Shang Hai huddled in the office with a pale face, and his face was full of pity that he had already realized his mistake. Zhao Huizi didn't care about what to say to Jin Ling, so she went to find Teacher Zhang of mathematics first. Teacher Zhang asked in the first sentence: "Do you know how much Jin Ling took this time?" 22nd from the bottom. ”

Zhao Huizi thought awkwardly in her heart: Why do you want to count backwards? The fluttering word "countdown" simply feels like throwing people into the abyss! She barely managed to make a smile and asked cautiously, "Isn't Jin Ling all the application questions right?" ”

Teacher Zhang said angrily: "The application questions are all right, but the calculation questions are half wrong!" Jin Ling's calculation level is only ranked fourth from the bottom in the class. The remaining 3 are mildly mentally retarded, and they have all opened certificates. ”

Zhao Huizi's hands and feet were cold, if she hadn't supported herself, she would have fainted on the spot. She wondered what Mr. Zhang meant by this? Does it mean that Jin Ling's IQ is also problematic?

Zhao Huizi took Jin Ling home from school like a prisoner, then cooked rice, took care of the family, washed the dishes, and cleaned up the kitchen. Everything was as usual, but he didn't talk to Jin Ling, and he wouldn't even look at her.

Jin Ling knew that her mother was really angry. She felt sad in her heart. She went to the kitchen and washed a teacup that her mother usually likes to use, put a pinch of tea leaves, flushed it with boiling water, and brought it to her mother with a splash.

Mom turned her head and didn't take the teacup in her hand.

Jin Ling was very tough, and her mother didn't answer, so she held it in both hands and stood straight in front of her mother.

Mom suddenly shouted: "Burn you!" ”

Jin Ling said with a cry: "Burn to death!" ”

Mom couldn't give up in the end, and turned around to take the teacup. When I took Jin Ling's hand again, the palm of my hand had been burned red. Mom burst into tears and said, "How could you do something like that?" ”

Jin Ling also cried, and said while crying: "I'm afraid that you will be sad when you see the score...... I'm going to tell you, and I want to wait until I get a good score next time I get a good score so that you don't get too angry......"

Zhao Huizi let out a long sigh: "You are really my enemy!" ”

Whether it is a rival or a rival, her daughter is not good at math, and a mother can't just rely on beating and scolding to solve the problem. Zhao Huizi is determined to help Jin Ling overcome the calculation difficulties.

Jin Yiming is a good hand at mathematics, but he doesn't pay much attention to his daughter's study, here the mother and daughter are crying and crying earth-shattering, and his old gentleman sits firmly in the study wearing headphones and listens to a foreign language tape, and there are words in his mouth. Zhao Huizi pushed the door open vigorously and deliberately walked in with the sound of footsteps, but Jin Yiming was still unaware.

Zhao Yizi was angry in her heart and shouted: "Do you look like a father?" ”

When Jin Yiming heard the movement, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Huizi blankly: "What did you say?" Who made the dad? ”

Zhao Huizi pulled out his headphones as soon as he raised his hand and said, "Whoever is a father is more responsible than you!" Jin Ling's math is not good, you are not in a hurry? ”

Jin Yiming spread his hands helplessly: "I'm in a hurry!" But I can't go to school for her. ”

"Can't you spend some time tutoring her? Some of the children have several tutors. ”

Jin Yiming said: "Forget it, anyway, Jin Ling will not study science and engineering in the future, and if he is really not good at mathematics, he will have to give up." ”

Zhao Huizi couldn't cry or laugh: "Are you a real or a fake roundabout?" Can you get into a good junior high school if you don't do math? If you can't get into a good junior high school, can you enter a key high school? Can you get into a first-class university without entering a key high school? One point difference, the future fate is the opposite! ”

Jin Yiming raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, okay, don't say it anymore, I'll sacrifice myself to fulfill my daughter." ”

Jin Yiming turned off the tape recorder, got up and walked out of the study.

Jin Yiming is a good hand at teaching in college, but tutoring a primary school student to do calculation problems feels a little difficult, like a doctor who is used to brain surgery suddenly has to face the treatment of infant eczema, at a loss, and does not know how to administer medicine. Fortunately, the professor is a professor after all, and after a little thought, he has an idea: start by checking Jin Ling's homework today.

There are a lot of mistakes in Jinling's homework, so my father can catch one by one. For example, there is such a problem: Jin Ling first turns the following band fraction into a fake fraction, and then multiplies it with 48, because the number is large, and if you are not careful, you will be wrong.

Jin Yiming said: "Haven't you learned the simple algorithm? This question should be done as it should be. ”

He wrote a formula: he multiplied 48 by the two numbers in parentheses, and soon came up with the number: 1918.

Jin Ling inexplicably watched her father make this question as easily as a trick, and couldn't stop saying, "How can this be?" How so? ”

Jin Yiming said: "How can this not be? How much is the difference from 40? Right? Okay, I'll make it first, isn't that okay? ”

Jin Ling stared at the two numbers on the paper, still confused.

Zhao Huizi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was anxious, pushed Jin Yiming away with her elbow and said, "Don't you treat primary school students as your college students, okay?" It's so complicated, and it's too embarrassing. Look at me. ”

Zhao Huizi took a compromise method to do this problem, breaking it down into two numbers: 39 and. The resulting formula looks like this: 48×39+48×. In this way, it is still necessary to use the pen to make a vertical type, but it is much more convenient than Jin Ling's death, and the important thing is that Jin Ling can understand this time.

Jin Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, shook his fist at Zhao Huizi, and said with a hippie smile: "Mrs. still has a way." The task of this family teacher is to ask the lady to do it for me. With that, he quickly slipped back to his study.

Zhao Huizi gritted her teeth with hatred, pointed to the door of the study and said to Jin Ling: "Look at your father, does he look like a father?" ”

Jin Ling looked at her mother flatteringly and said, "Not like that." ”

Zhao Huizi said again: "What about Mom? ”

Jin Ling said, "Mom like." ”

Zhao Huizi touched Jin Ling's face: "I don't know if my mother will be able to enjoy your blessings in the future." ”

Jin Ling said: "Yes, I will let my mother live like the Queen of England." ”

Zhao Huizi smiled, and the anger in her stomach was completely dissipated.