Chapter Twenty-Three: It's all thanks to the workbook

After a short period of surprise, Chen Ran also began to explain to Mo Lin with a hint of strangeness on his face: "Senior Fang Xiang is our senior in the last session, this Lao Ding said just now, you should also be clear, but there is one thing you may not know, Senior Fang Xiang is the same as us, it is also (11)." ”

"(11) class?" This time it was Morin's turn to be surprised.

The class number of Canglan Middle School is not a random low-level allocation, but is assigned according to the quality of the grades, including the knowledge of cultural classes during the high school entrance examination and the sports results during the high school entrance examination.

And class (11) is undoubtedly an extremely backward class, and it is not easy to produce a person who is admitted to the magic school.

Chen Ran nodded and continued: "That's right, it's the (11) class, and in the first and second years of high school, Fang Xiang's seniors were not very good, and they were always at the level of the middle and lower reaches of the class. ”

"But in the second semester of the third year of high school, Senior Fang Xiang suddenly rose, not only the knowledge of cultural classes improved by leaps and bounds, but even the magic energy also increased extremely terrifyingly, and finally became the first in their class in one fell swoop, and was admitted to Qing'an Demon School."

After listening to Chen Ran's narration, Mo Lin also had some admiration for this Fang Xiang senior in his heart, he was inconspicuous in his first and second years of high school, but in his third year of high school, he suddenly became a blockbuster and was admitted to the magic school.

Isn't this a role model for these middle and lower students?

However, as for whether the senior really made a splash in the third year of high school, or whether he hid his strength before and deliberately revealed it in the third year of high school, Mo Lin didn't know.

No matter what, Senior Fang Xiang provided a glimmer of hope for the middle and lower reaches of the entire Canglan Middle School, even if it was a middle and lower level student, as long as they worked hard, they would be able to get into the Demon School.

Although the odds are ...... It's really not big!

But for Maureen, none of that mattered!

Because now Mo Lin has been properly admitted to the magic school, as long as he can pass the knowledge of cultural courses in the college entrance examination in June.

In Chen Ran's infinite admiration for the other party's thoughts, everyone came to the classroom.

Mo Lin sat in his seat, thinking that the school's idea was still good, I am afraid that many students in Canglan Middle School are still in a state of ignorance about the magic school entrance exam, and the teachers in the school are actually not able to answer the students' questions very well, because they are the same as ordinary students, they have not participated in the magic school entrance exam, at most they know more than ordinary students.

If you can find a student who has already gone through the entrance exam of the magic school to come back and give a speech and answer students' doubts, it will definitely be of a great use.

"Fang Xiang is not bad as a senior, after graduating from school, he still thinks about us juniors and sisters, and comes back to help us answer our doubts." Mo Lin chuckled lightly and said to Chen Ran.

Chen Ran smiled: "Of course, the school paid for it, and it will definitely come." ”

Morin was stunned, what's the situation? Did the school still pay? He thought it was free!

The seniors come back to teach some experience to the younger students, but they still have to charge? That's too realistic, isn't it?

"But although it's paid, it's still good to think about seniors." When Mo Lin was stunned, Chen Ran continued to speak, "How lofty is the status of a magician in society? Ordinary people really don't necessarily be able to invite magicians, take our school as an example, spend the same amount of money to invite other students from Qing'an Demon School to give a speech, I'm afraid they may not agree, the money from the school, in the eyes of those people, is really nothing. ”

"That's why we want students to come back and give us speeches, answer our questions, or remember the kindness of the school."

After listening to Chen Ran's words, Mo Lin was silent, Chen Ran's words touched him greatly, although he knew that the identity of the demon in this world was extremely noble, but he didn't expect it to be so sublime, the demon had completely detached from ordinary people, even if it was a casual demon school student, it was not something that ordinary people could contact at will.

However, Mo Lin thought in his heart, since the students of the Demon School couldn't look down on the money given by Canglan Middle School, then this money should be nothing to Fang Xiang, even if he didn't have this money, Fang Xiang would miss the kindness of the school, and he would come back to give a speech to solve his doubts.

However, there will be a time when the favor will run out, and you will be fine once, but if you go to invite it for the second time or the third time, others may not be happy.

And the school pays some money This practice is very wise, money doesn't care how much, it's just a kind of expression, but this money is bought to solve the speech, although it also uses some kindness, but the school also pays money, so the second or third time to invite, Fang Xiang really won't necessarily refuse.

In the next day's class, Mo Lin still listened to the lecture and took notes as usual, while Ding Hui and Liu Qing in the front row were secretly anxious, this was the fourth day of Mo Lin's serious study, and according to Mo Lin's character, he would definitely not be able to last for the fifth day!

Before I knew it, it was time for school to get out, and Maureen packed his schoolbag and went home.

As soon as he returned home, Mo Qiu rushed over happily and handed a test paper in his hand to Mo Lin, with a smug look on his little face, "How about it, it's amazing." ”

Mo Lin glanced at the test paper, yo, it's not bad, the little girl actually got a full score this time, "It won't be that this test paper is relatively simple, all the people in your class have full marks." ”

"This time, I got a perfect score, and the teacher even praised me for making rapid progress." The little girl hurriedly argued.

After a pause, the little girl continued: "How about it, see it, this girl, I am a genius, I don't have to write those exercise books of yours in the future, how can I get good grades!" ”

The little girl had already thought in her heart that she would use this test paper with a full score in exchange for the exercise books that Morin gave her.

Mo Lin was immediately happy, how could he not know what the little girl was thinking, and immediately said happily: "What do you say, if it weren't for those exercise books I gave you, you would be able to get full marks this time, don't rub in, go back and write the exercise book." ”

As soon as the little girl heard Morin's words, she immediately became anxious, and she fortunately got a perfect score in the exam so that she didn't have to write the exercise book that Morin bought for her in the future.

As a result, now Morin shamelessly took all the credit to the exercise book he bought, which is too bullying!

"Maureen! This is a perfect score for my own hard work, not because of your workbook! Mo Qiu angrily argued at Mo Lin.